Date: Mon, 9 Jul 2012 15:52:25 -0700
From: Some Body <northberkeleydude@gmail.com>
Subject: Joel: chapter 1

This story is true and unadulterated. Please read at your own risk.  The
work is of the erotic nature and has explicit gay sex. If you are not
allowed by law to view this story or are offended by such material, close
out now. Copyright 2012

I first met Joel through Craigslist. He was new in town, and for some
reason he was horny enough to post an ad. He's basically a straight guy; a
chef, kind of an introvert, shy, major tattoos, blond, and generally hard
to read.

The thing I've learned over the last year about Joel is that he wants to be
used. By a guy. He has a serious cum fetish and when you combine that with
his submissive side, it was kind of a recipe for disaster. In a good way.

I'm totally clean and I plan to stay that way. My first time with Joel was
before I met my boyfriend (we're going on a year now). He told me he wanted
a massage, but that he was up for the idea of me rubbing my cock on his
ass. he also said he wanted a cum facial, which is not really tops on my
list but I was willing to oblige for obvious reasons.

When he first came over, he was pretty chill but maybe a little nervous. We
kinda did the whole intro things and got naked, and he laid down on his
stomach. He's got great ink and a nice body - he's blond, which I like, and
has a decent build. So I basically straddled him and started working his
shoulders. I was pretty horned for him and was only too happy to be naked
on top of him, and I took his earlier cue and started working my cock into
his butt. He didn't seem to mind, so I pushed a little bit and with all the
pre-cum, kinda slid right in. After a minute I asked if everything was OK
and he said, "yes". So I camped out and felt his warm ass around my cock.

That first time, I didn't really go all the way. I was a little scared that
he would freak out and I also didn't know him, so I just played a bit and
then backed out. The second time we met, it was pretty basic - no fucking,
just some oral and JO. I'm pretty sure I sent him home both times with an
eye full of cum, looking a little red - but he didn't mind at all.

We met those two times, then it went fallow. We'd chat every once in a
while, but no meetings. I also knew where he worked, and sometimes I'd go
in for a beer and some food - and to say hello. He didn't mind, and our IM
chats were all over the place; I worked in food too so sometimes we'd talk
about restaurants, sometimes sex, sometimes nothing in particular. Just
generally getting to know one another.

Then, at some point, we started talking more specifically about sex and
what he was into. He wanted to be used. As in, he wanted to be a cum whore.
He had said this before, but it kinda got obvious that he wanted to get
fucked, bareback. By me.

We talked about it for a bit and he really liked the idea of me coming over
while he was "asleep", and nailing him. We chatted about it and decided it
was worth trying, so one night I walked over to his place after midnight.
He buzzed me in and I went up to his apartment. The TV was on and no one
was around, so I walked into his bedroom. It took a second for my eyes to
adjust and then I saw him lying there; face down, naked, ass up.

He had said again by text that he wanted a massage, so I stripped down and
climbed on top of him. I straddled him and rubbed his shoulders and arms,
back, etc. All the time I was pre-cumming pretty good,  all over his ass.
Within a few minutes I was sliding into his hole, and he started moaning
and pushing back. It was incredible. He started bucking up and in only a
couple of minutes, I shot my nut - right in there.

After, I just got up and put on my clothes and left. Nothing spoken. He
texted me after a few minutes and was completely loving every second of it;
he hadn't done anything like that, ever, and neither had I. We batted a
couple texts back and forth to savor the moment, and I promised we'd do a
repeat. He was nothing if not enthusiastic. I reminded him (since he's
kinda flaky) that I'd send the text trail to him next time if he was in
doubt.

A couple of weeks later, we managed to find some time again. Again,
late-night. I walked over and he was in the same situation - naked and face
down. This time I had smoked a little pot so I could last longer, knowing
how hot his ass was. I walked in and stripped down, leaving my clothes at
the foot of the bed. I also brought some lube since I was more sure of
where this was going, so I climbed on him and gave him a bit of a rubdown
before greasing up and sliding in. This time, he was more relaxed and I was
more determined; I started plugging away and he just laid there - took it
like a champ. Another load in his hole, and he didn't make a sound.

I just finished up, threw on the clothes and left. More good texts, but
also the unfortunate news (a couple days later) that he was headed out of
town for two months. Also, moving out of his apartment. So much for the
handy location...

Since then, our chats have intensified. He loves having me be his personal
fucker, and he's into being totally submissive. We've also talked about him
taking not just cum but piss loads as well, so when he gets back I have a
feeling we're going to have a pretty awesome time. I've even got him onto
the idea that he will come over to my place and be a fuck-hole for the
night; I get him to crash here and he can take everything I've got,
whenever. And he'll go home in the morning with an ass full of piss and
cum...

I can't wait to write the next installment, when he gets back from his
trip. In the meanwhile, I just get to chat with him over a 14-hour time
difference and wait for September to come...