After Rehab
All sex is between people age 18 or over.
As mentioned in earlier chapters, I was back living in Tucson after I got out of my 28-day inpatient stay for substance abuse. It was a relief to be off the meth, although it was a long time before I stopped craving the intense, piggy sex that I had while on meth. I considered myself very fortunate to have stopped when I did. I stopped before smoking meth rotted my teeth. The doctors at the rehab facility said that I had stopped just when I would have started seriously damaging my liver and kidneys. I had gained some weight back so that I didn't look so tweaked out. I think my family didn't ever know what I had been up to when I disappeared for days. I told them that I had been hanging out with other people doing meth and left it at that.
I stayed away from the meth, but I was still horny for cock. I knew I was lucky that I had avoided becoming HIV+ or getting any other STDs in my meth-fueled debauchery and that I should be playing safe now. But it is true what people say. Once you have bareback sex, condom sex just won't do.
As I described in earlier chapters, I started going to the adult bookstores and some cruisy areas in Tucson. I also made a more concentrated effort to find sex partners online.
One guy I found online was a very cool, chill guy who I ended up hooking up with a bunch of times. He was a smaller guy, probably 5'8" ish, Latino, handsome. He had longish black hair, dark eyes, and a slender but toned body. He was probably 30ish or so. He had a beautiful uncut cock. It was about 8" and very thick. It was the type of uncut where even the ridge on the head is the same diameter as the shaft, so it was one long, thick cylinder of cock.
He lived alone, so he could always host. I would hit him up when I would see him online and ask him if I could come over. He always had good poppers available too. His name was Carlos.
The first time I went to his house he invited me in, and we went into his bedroom. I got naked and so did he. His cock was already awake, but not hard. I assumed that he had been playing with it while waiting for me to arrive. I dropped on my knees to suck it.
By that time, I had developed a habit of taking a submissive posture when sucking cock. I would kneel, then sit back so my ass was resting on my feet. I would usually keep my hands in my lap, except when I needed to use them to put the cock in my mouth or when I was holding the cock up to keep it out of the way so I could suck the guy's balls. I liked to let my mouth do all the work as much as possible.
I took the head of his cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it then teased the underside. I could feel him start to respond immediately. I love the feeling of making a cock transform from soft to fully erect in my mouth. A large part of the turn on of having sex with men at that point was getting off on the fact that I could pleasure a hung guy and satisfy his desires. Making him hard in my mouth was a big part of that.
I told him I loved his cock. He handed me the poppers and I had some deep snorts and handed them back. By this time, he was hard enough for me to try to force his cock down my throat. I didn't get far on the first try, but I didn't expect to. I had learned that the first attempt to deep throat a big, thick cock doesn't have to succeed to accomplish what I need it to. Triggering my gag reflex would make my mouth and throat fill with slippery saliva. I had learned that by clenching my abs as hard as possible I could fight off any actual retching even when my gag reflex was triggered.
I coated his cock with the saliva that flowed into my mouth on the first, failed attempt to swallow his cock and tried again. This time I got him in my throat and then pushed forward until my nose was buried in his pubic hair and my lips were wrapped around the base of his cock. I held it there until I ran out oxygen. Then I pulled back, took a few deep breaths, and then took him to the hilt again. This time I bobbed on his cock, fucking his shaft with my throat.
By now his cock was fully erect. He offered me the poppers again and invited me to lay on the bed. He lay on his back, and I crouched between his legs and sucked him some more. I moved down to lick his balls and sucked them one by one into my mouth. He had large, low hanging balls. He said that he loved what I was doing. I asked him how long it had been since the last time he came. He said three or four days. That gave me a burst of excitement as I anticipated that he might be shooting a large load for me.