Gay Male / 23
Good Boy Gone Bad
Being rich only meant I was over protected. After I graduated from my over zealous progressive college I met and hooked up with a cop who makes a living cleaning out the gutters of criminals, lowlifes, dealers, prostitutes, the bottom of society. I had never seen or dealt with these people.
On one occasion he called me to a wreck. The dead girl was naked from the waist up. The guy had his zipper undone. She was performing oral sex on him, they crashed, they died. I saw a lot. I lost interest in sex. In living. The whole real world depressed me.
I went home for my sister's wedding. A guest of the groom got me to follow him to his hotel room. I went along, oral sex, anal sex, letting him pee on my face. I became addicted to being demeaned, peed on, mounted down my throat and in my ass. I joined the Fire Department to be an EMT. The more grewsome the scene the more I masturbated, the sleazier the men I hooked up with.
I got HIV, various STDs, got beat up more than once. I became a queer for hire. I never told anyone of my HIV status. When my family learned I was a queer, had HIV, sold myself for sex I was disowned. The hero EMT was a gutter dweller. I ended up in jail from agreeing to give a vice cop a 20 dollar blowjob. I'm in rehab, addiction and sex rehab. A far cry from the days of living a cloistered life in private schools.
I won't be home for Christmas.
On one occasion he called me to a wreck. The dead girl was naked from the waist up. The guy had his zipper undone. She was performing oral sex on him, they crashed, they died. I saw a lot. I lost interest in sex. In living. The whole real world depressed me.
I went home for my sister's wedding. A guest of the groom got me to follow him to his hotel room. I went along, oral sex, anal sex, letting him pee on my face. I became addicted to being demeaned, peed on, mounted down my throat and in my ass. I joined the Fire Department to be an EMT. The more grewsome the scene the more I masturbated, the sleazier the men I hooked up with.
I got HIV, various STDs, got beat up more than once. I became a queer for hire. I never told anyone of my HIV status. When my family learned I was a queer, had HIV, sold myself for sex I was disowned. The hero EMT was a gutter dweller. I ended up in jail from agreeing to give a vice cop a 20 dollar blowjob. I'm in rehab, addiction and sex rehab. A far cry from the days of living a cloistered life in private schools.
I won't be home for Christmas.
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