Sunday, May 13, 2012

Getting caught up in the moment

One of my recent rendezvous with Rob turned into something of a learning experience for both of us, especially for me. He wanted to take me out to a private club he knew about, sort of a dingy place that used to be a tiny corner bar in a working-class neighborhood but is now just a place where gay guys hang out, listen to music and I guess have sex in the bathroom. I never saw much sex but that's probably because of the cloud of smoke in this joint. Is it me or do too many gay guys smoke like chimneys?

Well, cigarettes and I don't mix too well. I nearly died of all the smoke and probably acted like a baby wanting to leave. So to make it up to Rob for him agreeing to leave earlier than he would have liked, I started going down on him as soon as we got back to his car
, then at his place, took 3 loads over several hours in every position including a little wheelbarrow action. Not only were we looking to unload but also looking for extra cardio i guess. lol. Only position we didn't do was what I call the cradle fuck. By the time we thought of it, Robert was exhausted, and he would've had to do most of the work on that one. ;-(

But I did try something different this time. You see, Robert is black, and I've gathered from the past few years of knowing him that racist stuff really, really bothers him. (It bothers me too, trust me.) And I know the N-word is one of his action words. In other words, he can get quite worked up over it.

So while he was behind me fucking the shit out of me and working to give me Load No. 2, we were both getting pretty verbal. He was calling me a white bitch whore and I was begging him to go harder. Finally, in the heat of the moment, i yelled out "Fuck me Nigger!" and that did it... He slammed his palm flat on my butt that sent shock waves through my skin. He followed with a couple more in the same spot (that's probably why it was still visible five days later.) And he started ramfucking me without mercy, where he pulled his cock out all the way then ram-slammed it, to the hilt, hitting my wall and hurting like a motherfucker.

In fact, from that point until he came about 10 minutes later, it hurt like it hasn't in a long while. I felt like I was being raped, for real.

He demanded to hear what I called him again, and I repeated it, only to have him repeat the spanking and the raping. The third time, I refused to repeat the word but instead begged him to forgive me. He ordered me to shut up and take it, that this was now a punish fuck and I was not going to enjoy it... Secretly, I loved every second, especially now in hindsight, but boy it did hurt, I gotta admit that.

Don't worry, we're all good. He knows I don't have a racist bone in my body, and just before we fucked we had watched some porn where the N-word was thrown around by a black bottom. We pillow-talked later about it, when I sought to make sure he knew I abhorred the word in real life, but in the throes of passion, using it at that time in that particular circumstance just came naturally and, in truth, had the exact desired effect of spurring him to fuck me like he rarely does. Rough, raw and relentless -- my Xtube code words, which are in honor of him. lol.

That was a couple of weeks ago. I'm tempted to try it again later this week when we hope to hook up again. But I don't want him to think I'm now hooked on that word. Guess we'll just have to play it by ear. I'm curious to hear what all my black online buds think...


  1. I think the way it happened for you guys is kind of the only way it could work without getting truly offended or upset. As a multiracial male (part black) the word definitely has a negative place in my heart, but during a hot, raw, fuck like and having a decent relationship/understanding of each other, it worked out, probably to the surprise of both of you. :)

    I do remember years ago I was hooking up with a hot white guy (random mate who was in town for work or something and I met him at his hotel) and we were just getting things started when I was on my knees blowing him and he was trash talking (which is a turn on for me) until he said 'yeah suck my white cock you lil bitch nigger'.

    now, i'm all for the role play and have done my fair share (coach/player, dad/son, cop/prisoner to name/think of a few) but all of those we after some talk ahead of time so we understand the rules of the game we were going to play. i didn't know this guy from Adam, nor did i care hot and hung his cock was, as soon as that word left his lips it was like i was punched in the gut.

    all things stopped. i stood up, got dressed, and left without saying a word. of course he apologized blowing up my cell via text as i headed home but the damage was already done. i wasn't in any kind of mood for sex with him let alone anyone else after haring that and wasn't for a few days/weeks until i got over it.

    so i can see how you were nervous to use the word as he could have reacted either way, but i like his reaction better. ^_^

  2. thanks bro... means a lot to me to have you take the time for a thoughtful, interesting reply...

  3. I've been with a few black guys where they bring up the 'N' word during sex and they've made it quite clear that they want me to use it. As with you I'm not racist but during sex the words fly both ways and the nastier it is the better... again only if you are with another guy who is getting off on the talk the same way.

    I play around with an older black guy and it's the 'N' word each and every time. He's getting off on it more than I am, but it's all good.