Date: Wed, 23 Sep 2020 00:33:18 +0000 (UTC) From: Anon Ymouse69 Subject: Further adventures of an old poster Long ago, with an account that I've long since lost access too, I wrote some stories describing my exploits as a bareback pnp cumdump bottom in Phoenix, AZ. I've seen those stories in may places other then where I originally posted them. I originally posted multiple stories on nifty.org and at least one of the stories on literotica.com. But I've seen them on many other sites that focus on bareback sex. You can find my previous stories by googling tucsondude85716. One of them is on Literotica. I think there are 4 of them on Nifty (Titles Phoenix Cum Slut 1-4). It look like they were all edited together and posted to breedingzone. If you read that thread, apparently they were on a b*gchasing site before that. I am embarrassed yet happy to say that not too long after the events described in those stories took place, I ended up in rehab. Crystal meth is a hell of a drug. But although I cleaned up my life in many ways, I wasn't done chasing after cock. Not by a long way. I thought folks might enjoy some more of my personal highlights. And if I am going to indulge in telling more of my story, I might as well go back to the "prequals" before I got into the pnp bareback bottom slut stuff. I'll start with a bit more detail about me and my progression from a straight guy to a guy who got his cock sucked by men without reciprocating, to a guy who liked to fuck men, still without reciprocating, to an eventual cumdump bareback slut. I started having sex with men when I was 18. I'm old enough that when I was in college, there was no online porn (or online anything at that point. As a horny guy, I started going to adult bookstores to browse the hardcore porn videos and magazines. I started going into the arcade booths to watch porn. Mostly I watched straight porn, but sometimes I would rub one out to gay porn. There was a forbidden thrill to the gay porn. Pretty quickly, I figured out that I could get my cock sucked pretty much any time I wanted in the bookstore arcade near my college campus. I was good looking, well built, and I have a pretty big cock (8", uncut). For a guy who was constantly working to get laid with women, I was amazed and excited by the world of man on man sex. Guys loved sucking cock so much that they would beg me to suck my cock, give me an amazing blowjob, swallow my load, and then thank me afterwards. I was definitely fascinated by the different approaches men had to recreational sex compared to women. After getting my dick sucked multiple times per week for a while, I found a guy who wanted more than to suck me off. I found a guy who wanted me to fuck him. This was the 90s, and the fear of HIV was real, so I was good about using condoms. I started holding my loads looking for a guy who would let me fuck him when I went to the bookstore. I was able to find a guy to fuck on most trips. One day I found a guy who wanted to get fucked and I didn't have a condom. He kept sucking me until I about to cum, then turning around and rubbing my cock in the crack of his ass. Finally, he made an adjustment and slid the head of my cock into his ass. That was the first time I was bareback in anyone's ass, and it felt amazing. He was slick and relaxed and in a moment I was balls deep in him. He bent over and braced himself on the wall of the booth were in. I fucked him until I shot a huge load up his ass. As I was pulling out afterwards he whispered that I was the second guy who had fucked him that day. I was freaked out and turned on at the same time. Afterwards, I was worried that I might have been exposed to HIV or other STDs. I promised myself that I would never do that again. And I didn't, for about a week or so (to be continued). -------- After I got out of rehab, I knew I had to stay away from crystal meth. For me at least, it is not something I could do a little bit of. And doing a lot of it was not sustainable. Before I went to inpatient treatment, I was up for something like 11 out of 14 nights, most of those nights spent in the baths. I was working in a very busy restaurant in Paradise Valley and I would work, make a couple hundred dollars, get a bunch of crystal and go to the baths and stay all night. Eventually I found a dealer who had a crush on me. I would hang out with him during the early part of the day (when the baths were least busy) and we would watch porn. He wasn't much of a top, but he did like to top me. Sometimes he would drop me off at an adult Bookstore for a while if he had to go pick up more dope. Shout out to Zorbas in Scottsdale. That place was amazing weekdays at lunch time. Lots of closed dudes looking to get their cocks wet at lunch. And I was happy to help. But the non-stop chasing of meth and cock took its toll and I had to get out and I did that by leaving Phoenix and going to inpatient rehab for 28 days. When I got out of rehab, I didn't go back to Phoenix and lived in Tucson instead. I also decided I would try to cool it with the bareback slut stuff. Amazingly I was still HIV- after taking literally hundreds of loads in my ass over a period of about 6 months. And I was totally indiscriminate about who I let fuck me. Well that isn't true. I was and am a size queen. I LOVED big cocks. And, going back to my little prequel above, since I wasn't actually attracted to men other than sex, I didn't care about looks. I just cared about hygiene and that the guy had a nice cock. But that didn't mean that I didn't let meth junkies who shot dope fuck me in the ass. Because I definitely did. A bunch. And yet somehow I stayed HIV-. So I started sucking cock. I figured that it was a skill I could learn if I was willing to put in the reps, and it was definitely less risky than taking loads from any guy with a big hard cock. Even when I was getting fucked by dozens of guys every week when I was constantly spun out of my mind, I wasn't that good at sucking cock. I couldn't deep throat and I didn't have the skills. That would change though. One of my first memorable experiences sucking cock was at a cruisy park. By this point (2001) there were multiple sites listing "cruisy" places like parks, public bathrooms, adult bookstores, etc. This park was pretty famous on the cruising for sex websites. It was a park that was undeveloped desert landscape with walking paths through it. It has a large wash running through it, and along that wash there were multiple areas where there was concealment to be had behind stands of trees or up side washes, or whatever. I went around sunset on a warm fall evening. By this point in my sexual adventuring I knew how to cruise guys. I was in my late 20s by this point. And I was confident enough to make my wants known. I saw a guy who was younger than me, walking around, looking uncertain. It was deepening twilight by this point, so I was able to observe that he looked nervous, but he obviously knew what was going on. It struck me that I was watching myself from 10 years before. I decided to see if I could help him out. I went over and said hi. He gave me a friendly but nervous response. I decided to cut to the chase and ask him if he was horny. He admitted that he was. I asked if he wanted his cock sucked. He said yes. I motioned him under a tree where it was already completely dark. The ground was deep sand because it was the bottom of a dry wash. I dropped to my knees and put my face a few inches in front of his crotch. He undid his jeans and lived out his cock and balls over his boxer briefs. There was still enough light that I could see that I was in for a treat. He was semi-hard, and his cock was already magnificent. He was cut, with a thick shaft. For some guys with a thick cock, the shaft is about the same diameter ad the head, and that was true for this guy. I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I wanted him to know that I was getting off on sucking his cock, so I let out a soft moan of pleasure. I held the head of his cock in my mouth, letting him feel my tongue underneath and applying gentle suction. I felt his cock growing and getting harder in my mouth, and it was a huge turn on. He was young and horny, and it did not take long for his cock to get large and hard in my mouth. I griped him around the base of his cock. He was THICK. I have pretty big hands (can just barely palm a basketball) and I could barely circle his cock with my thumb and ring finger. I started to take him deeper in my mouth. I thought about what felt good when I got my cock sucked and I tried to do it for him. I tried to deep throat him and found the limit where I started gaging. But I discovered I could fight the gag reflex down if I concentrated. I also found that pushing to the limit of gagging made my mouth fill with slippery saliva, which in turn made it much easier to get his cock down my throat. After a couple of tries, I took his cock down to the base. He must have been about 8" or so, and I had it all down my throat. He loved it. After deep throating him until I had to come up for air, I took his cock and turned my head sideways and lined up his cock so that he could see how far down my throat he had been. I told him his cock was magnificent. That evening I performed what I would later claim as my specialty -- a "no hands" blowjob. My favorite blowjobs had always been by guys who coaxed a load out of me without "cheating" by jacking me off. I mean, if I wanted to be jerked off I do not need to leave the house, right? So I teased him and took my pleasure in exploring his cock with my mouth and throat. Then eventually I started trying to find the rhythm that would make him cum. He got the point and started fucking himself in and out of my mouth. I took a sort break to tell him that I wanted him to cum straight down my throat. As he got close to cumming, I found out how much a man's cock can expand when he is on the brink of orgasm. As big and hard as he was, he got bigger and harder. And then, it happened. The first warm spurt of cum inside my mouth. I immediately pushed down on him until I once again my nose against his pubic bone. My mouth was streatched to its limit to contain the thickness of his cock. And I could feel each pulse as he shot 3, 4, 5 jets of cum straight down my throat. I needed to breathe. I discovered that with that big of a cock in my throat I could not breathe through my nose. So I pulled back until I could breathe, keeping his cock in my mouth. Cum was still dribbling out of him. I sucked it out and swallowed. I started cleaning off his cock. Eventually I could tell he was done, so I finished with a lick of his pee slit and let him go. He put himself back in his pants and said thanks, awkward now that he had cum. He was just like I was when I started! I said "Thank you" and wished him a good night. And that is how I found out that I could take the same pleasure sucking cock that I took from getting fucked. I loved being to make a gift of pleasure to a man, to fulfill a fantasy he had, to be exactly what he was looking for. I did that taking all the cock I could find deep in my ass and now I could also do that by sucking cock. My plan is to follow up this story with more of my backstory/evolution and more of my newer adventures as a cocking specialist. To be continued...