Gay Male / 34
I Got My Nerve On Line
In the days of CL I was traveling a lot and fantasized reading the M4M posts. I got hard, and masturbated to my imagination of what these me were asking for and doing. At times I went to porn sites to better visualize sex between men. I was enthralled by cock pictures, the bigger, the harder the better. But I never went anywhere, I stayed in my hotel room and masturbated.
Then I spent a week in Manhattan at the Marriott on Times Square for a convention. Boring convention. I was on CL that first night and saw a post by a man who was looking for a sissy sub, he claimed to be an Alpha top. I had a fake a email address already and I used it and made contact. He answered within five minutes. I told him I was a novice, I had never had sex with a man. We went back and forth and he assured me that he liked nothing better than a virgin. We agreed to meet in front of Rockefeller Plaza. I gave him the color of my shirt and general description, I would be alone and he told me he would find me.
He was as average a man as you can think of, he looked like a tax accountant. He was nice enough, not more than 5'10", about 160 lbs. He took my face in his hand and kissed me on the mouth, in the middle of all those people. He wanted to make sure I was serious. We went back to my hotel room, and he told me to undress, nothing on, not even a smile. He licked my ass grabbing my cock with his hand. He licked my ass long enough that he was able to milk me with his hand. Only then did he get undressed.
He wasn't lying, his cock was big, so much bigger than mine. Suck on his cock, and jerk him off, or try to. All I got from it was his cock being shoved down my throat and vomiting. He had me clean up and try again, swallow his cock down my throat. He held my nose with his fingers, I gagged and he slapped my face and grabbed my nose again. He pushed me away and told me to lean over and hold onto the dresser. He went to the door and opened it all the way and jammed a towel under the door to keep it open. He fucked me with the door open. Hard and fast, it burned and hurt and he called me out for being a queer.
After being fucked he closed the door and told me that in New York there was every type of queer, being a sissy was only one. We got dressed and went to a club, all kind of queers. I bought the drinks, he picked out a queer and told me to suck his cock on the floor. The queer was happy to oblige and I sucked him while people went around us. Then lean over and hold onto the table and he fucked me again in the middle of the club. No one cared, I was a sissy sub that night he decided what and where I did it. I had to learn he and only he was in charge, and fucking me in public and having me suck cock in public was how he was breaking me in.
We ended the night at another club, again sucking off queers and having this queer fuck my ass. He thought it a good idea and took me down to this all night tattoo shop and had a 2 inch dick and balls tattooed on my forearm, that way everyone would know I was queer and a sub.
I walked the ten blocks back to my hotel, my ass stung the entire way. I had the taste of cum in my mouth. I had this tattoo on my arm. I didn't sleep that night. The next morning I chose not to go to the convention hall. I cruised the CL posts, posting a sissy post looking for a top.
As long as CL was alive I got along fine, Cleveland, Dallas, San Francisco, Seattle. I got fucked. When CL died I had been around and knew where to go. I also got older which hurt my chances of getting picked up. During this lockdown I met a young man who was moving into our building. He is all queer and has a really nice cock and he likes me well enough. I have to versatile now, if I want him to treat me right I have to treat him right. I've learned to fuck, but he doesn't have the nerve to humiliate. I'd love to suck his cock in the gym, while tenants walk outside beside the glass wall. But we would get arrested, this is not New York at night.
Then I spent a week in Manhattan at the Marriott on Times Square for a convention. Boring convention. I was on CL that first night and saw a post by a man who was looking for a sissy sub, he claimed to be an Alpha top. I had a fake a email address already and I used it and made contact. He answered within five minutes. I told him I was a novice, I had never had sex with a man. We went back and forth and he assured me that he liked nothing better than a virgin. We agreed to meet in front of Rockefeller Plaza. I gave him the color of my shirt and general description, I would be alone and he told me he would find me.
He was as average a man as you can think of, he looked like a tax accountant. He was nice enough, not more than 5'10", about 160 lbs. He took my face in his hand and kissed me on the mouth, in the middle of all those people. He wanted to make sure I was serious. We went back to my hotel room, and he told me to undress, nothing on, not even a smile. He licked my ass grabbing my cock with his hand. He licked my ass long enough that he was able to milk me with his hand. Only then did he get undressed.
He wasn't lying, his cock was big, so much bigger than mine. Suck on his cock, and jerk him off, or try to. All I got from it was his cock being shoved down my throat and vomiting. He had me clean up and try again, swallow his cock down my throat. He held my nose with his fingers, I gagged and he slapped my face and grabbed my nose again. He pushed me away and told me to lean over and hold onto the dresser. He went to the door and opened it all the way and jammed a towel under the door to keep it open. He fucked me with the door open. Hard and fast, it burned and hurt and he called me out for being a queer.
After being fucked he closed the door and told me that in New York there was every type of queer, being a sissy was only one. We got dressed and went to a club, all kind of queers. I bought the drinks, he picked out a queer and told me to suck his cock on the floor. The queer was happy to oblige and I sucked him while people went around us. Then lean over and hold onto the table and he fucked me again in the middle of the club. No one cared, I was a sissy sub that night he decided what and where I did it. I had to learn he and only he was in charge, and fucking me in public and having me suck cock in public was how he was breaking me in.
We ended the night at another club, again sucking off queers and having this queer fuck my ass. He thought it a good idea and took me down to this all night tattoo shop and had a 2 inch dick and balls tattooed on my forearm, that way everyone would know I was queer and a sub.
I walked the ten blocks back to my hotel, my ass stung the entire way. I had the taste of cum in my mouth. I had this tattoo on my arm. I didn't sleep that night. The next morning I chose not to go to the convention hall. I cruised the CL posts, posting a sissy post looking for a top.
As long as CL was alive I got along fine, Cleveland, Dallas, San Francisco, Seattle. I got fucked. When CL died I had been around and knew where to go. I also got older which hurt my chances of getting picked up. During this lockdown I met a young man who was moving into our building. He is all queer and has a really nice cock and he likes me well enough. I have to versatile now, if I want him to treat me right I have to treat him right. I've learned to fuck, but he doesn't have the nerve to humiliate. I'd love to suck his cock in the gym, while tenants walk outside beside the glass wall. But we would get arrested, this is not New York at night.
