(Gay) Sex and the City - Part 1

When my flight touched down at JFK last July, my hole already had an appointment with a well reviewed top. 

Truth be told, I had been salivating for a couple guys in the Big Apple for over a month.  Originally my trip to the city was supposed to be at the end of June for NYC Pride, but after getting honey-potted by a straight guy who stole my wallet, along with my only photo ID, I’d been forced to move my flight up to the end of July while I waited for a new driver's license.  But here I was, back in NYC and with some guys already lined up for some general fun as well as collabs. 

After making my way to my brother’s apartment in East Village where I was staying for the week, I did some preliminary cleaningout.  Then I hit the subway, put money on a metrocard for the week, and headed over to Brooklyn.  The guy I was meeting up with is a well known NYC top on Twitter and, having chatted on and off for the last six month, I NEEDED to get fucked and bred by this man. 

While I know many New Yorkers have their gripes with public transit, as an Angelino of over three years now, I can’t express how much I love the accessibility of NYC.  While the subway isn’t perfect, the fact you don’t have to drive yourself, deal with traffic, or find parking just to get some good dick is a breath of fresh air. 

Once I got off the L Train I had to take a bus the last mile into Williamsburg before I arrived at a nice line of apartment buildings.  I let the guy know I was downstairs and in a jiffy I finally met the goliath of a man that was gonna be in my guts for the next couple hours.  6’5”, he had almost half a foot on me and was quite muscular, not to even touch on how handsome he was with the beard that framed his jaw line or the curly black hair that was a little grown out.  God I was ready for him. 

We got up to his apartment and he gave me the bathroom to do another round of cleaning out to clear anything that might’ve shifted in transit.  I used his shower attachment just to be thorough and after 20 mins, all systems were a go. 

I walked out the bathroom to see this man stroking his fat cock while lying on his bed and within seconds I replaced his hand with my mouth.  His body and cock were perfect, a little hairy but nothing crazy, no crazy BO, and groomed though not too much.  Lord was I ready for him to use me.  

He stood up and started to face-fuck me, which is not my specialty cuz I have a wicked gag reflex, but I refused to back down as his dick explored my throat.  After that, he hoisted me onto the bed and began to devour my hole.  His mouth and tongue slurped up and down my bussy while he handed me poppers and I took a hit which only made me more submissive and let me open even more as he feasted. 

After a nice long session of eating me out he stood up and lined his cock up with my hole as he took a hit of the poppers too.  With that, I felt the head of his dick push against my hole and then slide in slowly.  This was exactly what I’d been needing. 

He gave me a little bit to adjust to him once he fully ballsdeep, but after that, it was pound town all the way.  Bent over in doggy, he started to clap my cheeks, going all the way in and almost out with each thrust as I moaned as he bottomed me out.  Picking up pace he grabbed my cheeks and began to slam into me even harder which I could feel working my second hole.  “You like this dick baby?” He asked.  “Fuck yesss babe, slut… me… out…” I moaned back to him. 

He leaned down over me and grabbed my chin to kiss me while he pillaged my guts with even more vigor.  The slobbery kissing while you’re in the throws of a deep and passionate fuck are something else.  Then he pushed my head down and put a hand on my back as he asked, “You ready to get bred baby?” “Fucking flood me dude,” I moaned from the pillow I was half smothered in.  

At this point he was diving into me and I felt my limit being hit when one particular thrust hit and I could feel a warm sensation erupt in me as he groaned and put his full body weight on me.  I wrapped my legs around him from behind and tightened my hole around his cock a couple times to make sure I’d milked every drop out of him. 

After that we cuddled in a sweaty heap and chatted for a bit til he was hard again.  By the time I walked out of his apartment an hour later, I was holding 3 loads of his kids in me.  I’ll definitely be hitting him up again when I make it back to the city.

Comments:

- If you’re having sex in NYC, remember that you need to be safe in the sex you’re having and as safe you need to be. I’m on PreP, DoxyPep, and have all my vaccines so my risks are minimal when it comes to getting rawed. If you’re not on vaxxed up and on Prep & DoxyPep, you need to be using condoms.

- When it comes to hooking up in NYC, one obvious part of it is the transit.  Whereas a lot of places you drive everywhere, the public transit means more walking about.  If you plan on bottoming and traveling, this can mean you need to have a more thorough cleaningout process since there can be more shifting in transit.  At the same time, all the tops I hooked up with in NYC were quite considerate and had enemas/shower attachments/etc for use when I got to their place.  Communicating about this prior can make a difference. 

- Like Los Angeles and most major cities, everyone is busy.  Making plans is going to be a profitable move if you connect with the right guys.  This also gives you time to plan around how you want to prep and act accordingly.