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Over my ash-white, curvy booty his hard, large hand explored and gripped until his fingers creased my ass cheeks' slit and his middle digit found my asshole, skimming over its sticky surface, and then bringing it to my mouth. "You begin a decent into hell or heaven, depending on viewpoint. Hollow men like you are ravenous and never are filled a black hole is at the center of your soul, sucking in whatever sexuality passes by you. Oh, yes, you and I were made for each other an evening is before us that will stuff you with exactly what you most deeply crave. "Oh, good," his deep male voice murmured, "you're a submissive cum slut, I see your cock jumps in my hand as I squeeze your balls-you're a pain slut, also. Breaking, surrendering to his touch, wanting him to take complete control, for what he would do was what I wished and craved. I felt his left hand grab my cock and his other hand squeeze my balls until I was up on my tiptoes. He brought my left hand back to greet his rock hard cock it was over two fistfuls long and my fingers barely touched as I gripped its steel spring-like bearing. "Yes, sir," I instinctively said, my tone of voice revealing my slave-like presence, my body trembling, my cock throbbing, my balls aching as he continued to squeeze. An alcohol fueled Master can be extremely dangerous, but equally as exciting. "You're a cum slut, right?" he asked as his whiskey and beer breath wafted about my face. Squeezing them, the hand's face came down to the side of my head-his words spilled into my ears. Helpless, awaiting to be taken and used, I felt a presence behind me, and then a hand coming up from behind, through my crotch, and roughly cupping and gripping my balls. Vague forms slowly came into view as my eyes adjusted to the dark in the humid and fetid air the smell of cum filled my nostrils, along with the air that tasted like freshly fucked ass a chorus of aromas of unwashed ass, cock and body odor, an evolving rhythm blending and countering the competing sounds that formed a complex melody: slurping cock-sucking sounds, low groaning of males being sucked swirled about in my head like a halleluiah chorus, and my chest heaved in and out as breathing quickened, fantasy deepened. My shorts, cowered about my ankles my right hand slowly stroking my erection as I leaned against the wall. The others within this dark room were males not unlike me, each indulging in a common, elemental lust, each seeking a quick fix for an unruly, erect cock, each espousing a collective motto-a hard cock has no conscious. To indulge completely in ravenous, overwhelming, male lust, to crave profoundly to consume load after load of cum defined my identity as a cum slut. A dark comfortable blanket of anonymity filled me with courage. Darkness would prevent eyes from seeing me kneel and take cock after cock down my throat, or bend over and take cock after cock up my ass. Once inside, I quickly went down the steps, into the room. That so excited me, and along with the idea of starting my summer cock feast, I was about to explode. Purely from anticipation, my cock hardened as I walked toward the theater an elderly black couple passed me -my cock prominently outlined through the sheer silky cloth of the shorts, bending left and leaking pre-cum- and, out of the corner of my eye, I saw both of them glance at my cock's bulge and the small pre-cum stain beginning to appear.
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I wobbled as I turned to walk away and I giggled.Ĭarefully, I made my way down the street with twilight slowly creeping about. I was ripped and rid of any and all inhibitions. I experienced a shaky, discombobulated body stone and, as I stepped out of my car, I had to concentrate on locking the door. I parked three blocks away on a side street and sat in the car and smoked a bowl of hash. Unusually warm and humid, even late in the day, so I wore only a mid-cut t-shirt and thin, silky short shorts, no underwear and a tight cock ring about my cock and balls.
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It was an old, giant movie house that now played stale heterosexual porn in the main theater upstairs and down below, in a much smaller area, gay porn on a large TV screen, and in an adjacent, dark room men gathered to either suck cock or be sucked-and sometimes to fuck or be fucked in an anonymous blanket of dark, spoiled only by a dimly defiant exit sign that would mysteriously be turned off around 8 PM. The following Monday, I made my way to the Garden Theater on the North Side to indulge totally. I am a cum slut I have no moral conflict-I want to suck off as many cocks as possible, anonymously, one after another. In the last week of May, 1979, before the bogeyman Aids, and on a Friday, of course, I was laid off from work I had already lined up a new job that didn't start until the first week of September, so I was in the perfect position to live out a purely disgusting and promiscuous summer.