After my experience at the Adult store... I took a break from porn and everything else related to gay sex... however, there was still that picture that the latino guy took.
Two or maybe three weeks passed, I was starting to forget about the incident and I had on the back of my head to do a STD test as 2 different guys fucked me.... every time I thought about what happened, I would look back with remorse, but being grateful for what I had with my wife allowed me to move past that, but...
There was something inside me, a curiosity maybe? Or maybe I was worried about that picture that the latino guy took… why would he want to have it? Is he going to use it in a way to harm me? Many other different questions were in my mind, but also, I secretly maybe unconsciously wanted him to reach out, I deleted the message and the picture from my phone as I didn’t want the temptation or the liability of being exposed.
About a month after the incident, it finally happened… around noon, I received a text message from an unknown number saying:
You know who am I?
A cold shot was sent to every inch of my body, because I knew, but I played dumb and responded
Me: “Sorry, wrong number”
Him: Oh no, it’s the right number… you better know who I am
Me: maybe if you tell me your name (I kept playing dumb, but at the same time entertaining the conversation)
Him: sends the picture of me on the floor naked, full of cum
Him: does that ring a bell?
Me: oh yes… hi
Him: I want to see you at my place this afternoon, and you are going to spend the night here
Me: I am sorry, but I cannot do that
Him: 853-78-55
Me: that’s my wife’s number…
Him: exactly and she’ll get this picture if you are not in my place before 6pm. The earlier you get here, the better.
Me: but please, I don’t want to go, I don’t want to do anything, that was an experience I don’t want to repeat.
Him: oh, don’t worry, this will be an entirely different experience.
Me: but please, can we find out a different way?
Him: sent an address
Him: be here on time…
Me: but sir, please…
After that, he never responded… I watch the time and it was 12:38pm.
My mind was racing, trying to make sense of what was going on… I am sure he was not playing games, he will definitely send that picture to my wife and I knew exactly what will happen if I go, he was going to fuck me all night.
I went for a walk, and I started thinking of the different scenarios in my head, on one hand, I can let things flow and explain to my wife the picture, come clean… likely, that would entail a separation and a divorce. In the other hand, I’d go and get fucked who knows how and for how long.
By playing both scenarios in my head, every time I thought of going with him, my dick went hard as a rock, I even caught myself rubbing it with my hand or my other leg.
It was 3pm, my adrenaline shot to the roof… I was shaking… even though I was still not sure, unconsciously I wanted to go, I wanted to experience that again. I made the decision to go, but I stopped by in a pharmacy and bought condoms and lube as I didn’t want to get hurt or sick.
Around 4pm, I headed over there, I made some random excuse to my wife and I told her that I had to go and see a client, it was not hard to believe as my work sometimes demand that.
I was driving and I could feel a funny sensation in my thighs and my stomach, like emotion but an emptiness at the same time, I was shaking a bit… finally I arrived to the address, it was a low income area in some shady apartment complex, I parked my car, took my backpack with some clothes, the lube and the condoms and walked over the apartment.
Going up, I hesitated at every step, my brain was recording every sound, every smell, I could feel the looks of the people in that area, not used to see a person like me around there.
I finally made it to the apartment, it was a little before 5pm… I took a deep breath, and knocked on the door 3 times.
Text Message (him): It’s open, come in and close the door behind you.
I took another deep breath, and walked in… the place was a bit dark, didn’t have a lot of furniture, just a little table with some bottles of liquor, a small round table with a couple of chairs and that’s it, to be honest, the place was clean.
I close the door behind me as I was instructed and that’s when I heard a familiar voice: “come here putita (whore in Spanish)”
With my legs shaking, I started walking and I could see there was a bathroom on the right side and and a bedroom on the left, the voice was coming from the bedroom, I head there and he was in his underwear, it was clear he just took a shower and he was dressing.
I said, “hi” in a very shy tone…
He turned to me while we was picking up his towel from the bed and said, “I’m glad you’re early, I didn’t expect that”, you must be eager to have sex and smiled…
Honestly, I was, but I was also terrified…
He looked at the backpack and asked… “what’s that?”, “oh, just some clothes and stuff” I responded.
“oh, you wont be needing clothes” he said while smiling… and finishing up what he was doing, then he approached to me, took my backpack off my and tossed it to the corner, then he stood up super close to me grabbed my ass very firmly, pull me so close to him and started French kissing me, I was stiff, I didn’t reject him but didn’t oblige as someone that wanted to be kissed.
I was very turned on as he kept going and going, rubbing his erect cock against me, I am sure he could feel that I was also hard and he liked it… then he stopped and said: “Oh you’re so stiff… relax, it’s going to be OK! – you know you really want this, you just needed a little push and I helped you with that. By the way, the guys at the movie theater want to see you again, they thought you would be back; I didn’t tell them you gave me your number, because I want you for me and me only, maybe some other time we can have fun with them, but today, you are my putita”
I didn’t say anything, I was muted… but my thoughts went to that day, I was scanning him, his body, I was scanning my sensations, the feeling of his lips and tongue, his hands grabbing me and his cock rubbing me, but also I didn’t know what was the expectation.
He sat down on the bed and told me “alright, take your clothes off… and please do it sexy”. Something happened in my brain that I got into the role after him saying that. I came closer to him while I was unbuttoning my shirt, I was looking to him with a devilish look and started swinging my hips very slowly while I did that…something had taken over me, I part of me knew I shouldn’t be there, but another part of me wanted to please that man no matter what…
As I took my shirt off, he started kissing my belly, then licking it… I felt a magnetism in my hands and I started caressing his head and then ran down my hands to his back.
The feeling of another man was exhilarating, he started undoing my belt and automatically I moaned, I didn’t know what was happening to me, he pulled my pants and underwear down and he found my cock rock hard with precum on its tip…
“oh I see… you are definitely enjoying this, well I am glad, that way it doesn’t feel like blackmailing anymore”
He took my cock and licked it… and said “nice cock. I didn’t pay much attention to it last time, but you have a cute cock…” and just as he finished saying that he started sucking my cock, gently and then I moaned again and grabbing to his head and started moaning more often and deeper.
He stopped, and said, “get on your knees”… I did… “now return the favor”… this feeling wasn’t foreign anymore, last time I was craving for cock and sucked cock, so I did as I was asked, I pulled down his boxer and started sucking that fat 8 inch cock… it was bigger than mine and as I was sucking I couldn’t believe that thing was inside me at some point.
As I continued, I completely gave in to the situation, I didn’t know what was going to happen to me but I was definitely looking forward to it.
He pulled my head up by grabbing me by the hair gently, and said “come here” as I stood up, I went and find his lips and deep French kissed him, my subconscious didn’t want to do any of that, but there was a strange force that was filling me with lust, I wanted that man!
We started kissing, rubbing our naked bodies, I was very close to climax as this making out session was taking me to the roof!
We kept making out when I felt his hand making its way to my asshole… and started to rub it… when he did that, I released a moan in approval… while I was kissing him, wrapping his body with my legs and arms, I wanted that man to take me…
We paused for a second, he left me on the bed as he sat up, he grabbed my left leg and pulled it up… I knew exactly where this road was taking me, he licked his hand and took it to my ass, which was very tight, after feeling my ass, he said, we might need some lube, I was about to say that I had some, when he left my leg and kissed me again, with 2 fingers on the entrance of my ass and his other hand jerking me off, he started kissing me again… I loved it, I started to moan quicker, it was hard for me to catch a breath and he said, “come for me putita”… and I did, I came so hard and abundant that I filled my chest and stomach with my own cum…
I was catching my breath when he said, “now we have lube”… he took as much cum from my chest and belly and took it to my asshole and his cock… he was lubricating with my own cum… and I was loving it, every part of it.
Naturally, My erection went down but he was more turned on than ever, he was fingering me with 2 fingers going as deep as his hand allowed him, I was getting back some consciousness as I started to feel remorse, he then once again took my leg up again and said “you’re ready putita” and I said “wait! Please!”
He kind of freaked out and said “what? What happened?!” – as I recovered my sense of righteousness, I tried to stop the whole thing, and I said “I don’t think I want to do this anymore”… He laughed, and immediately his tone and demeanor changed to more aggressive, similar to how I met him.
“this is not optional putita, you are here, aren’t you? – you were moaning like a fucking professional, you want this probably more than I do! And remember, I am the boss, not you!” and with that, he grabbed me violently pulled me closer, lifted one leg and with one movement he was balls deep inside me… I felt weird, yes a bit of pain, yes some pleasure, but mostly remorse and guilt, I didn’t want to be there anymore, but he was right, he is in control, and not me.
I was absent, and he started to fuck me, his movements were aggressive, similar to the time he fucked me at the theater, after a little bit, he grabbed my limp cock and started stroking it, at the same time said “oh your pussy feels so good putita, I am going to fuck you all night, sooo good, ah…uhmm, ah” – when he did that, and said that, I started to enjoy the moment again, my cock went hard once again and I started moaning… when he noticed that he smiled and said “there she is, my personal putita… I have so many plans for you…”
He stopped fucking me and turned me around, I was on my stomach and then he grabbed my hips and thrusted his cock inside once again… his cock was a perfect fit for my ass, I was enjoying it so much that I started to wiggle my ass in circles for him and he said, “oh that’s good, I like you even more when you are proactive… don’t deny your nature, you are made for cock”
He was right, why deny it felt much better to have him do whatever he pleases than to be remorseful about it. I gave in, completely.
I twisted my torso to see his face and body while he was fucking me, he looked incredibly sexy and I was so happy he was able to provide enjoyment, I was really liking him, I raised my hand and put him on his chest, and said between moans “fuck me baby, fuck me!”
He took my hand and then grabbed my other hand and he used them to pull me towards him, this made him go deeper and I moaned and just lost it… I freed one of my hands and went on to find his balls, when I found them I started caressing them gently, feeling them… I knew he was close to cum…
He sighed and said “Oh I like that”, I learned that trick from my wife, whenever I fuck her doggy style she’ll do that and I really liked it, so I thought of doing it for my man… yes, MY MAN, I was completely his now.
“glad you like it babe” I said between moans… “are you going to breed me?... please breed me, make me yours, please, please!” with every word the pitch of my voice became more delicate.
Then he started to fuck me harder and his moans became louder, his sound was like a beast, more like a growl… so manly, so in power.
I felt his balls trembling a bit, and then he pulled me towards him and I started to feel warm inside me… he growled once more and as his growling noise faded, his cock pulsated inside me slower and slower until it he was done.
I just got breed by a man, my man, and it felt amazing; that was the first thought I had after he collapsed on top of me.
We were both sweating and he started kissing me, I turned around to find his face, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and kissed him like I was a highschooler on prom night.
Without saying any words, we kissed for several minutes and then he laid down on his back. I took my hand to my ass and felt it creamy, stuck a finger and felt so much cum inside, and I smiled, I felt accomplished… I found a spot on his chest to rest my head, I kissed his chest, neck and touched his limp but still big cock, I turned my eyes towards him, our eyes locked and I gave him a peck and said… “I really liked it”.
He said, “I know you did, you are made for this… now let’s take some rest it is only 6pm and we have the whole night ahead of us…”
I responded, "I don't even know your name..."
he said, "I'm Miguel" then I said "I am..." he interrupted me "your name is not important, you're my putita"
I smiled, kissed him again and I was finally relaxed.
To be continued...
--- on the next chapter, we'll find out how Miguel uses his new lover after making "him" addicted to men and cock. ---
