Diary of how I became a gay sex slave – Ch 1

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Diary of how I became a gay sex slave – Ch 1

My name is Greg Richards. I am 32 year old white male, with an Italian/English background. I am told I am good looking, but never really believed it. I am 5’11”, weigh 165 pounds, slim athletic build. Married when I was 29, no kids. Also, I have always been bi-curious, but never acted out on it.

Recently been chatting on AOL, and found a former co-worker, Darren online. Darren is a very good looking black man, that I know is into men, as he had introduced me to one of his partners when we were working together. He left the company we worked at and took a job down in North Carolina two years ago.

I mention to Darren that I have always been curious about men, and we talk about what I am curious about on and off for weeks. I am starting to get very curious and aroused whenever we chat. Many times I find myself masturbating during and after our chats. Through our talks, I discover that I have always wanted to bottom, to be fucked. I have always been interested in bondage, big cocks and big toys. I learn that he has always thought I was very attractive, and if I ever get up the nerve, he would love to break me in.

This really turns me on. We chat online almost every night for weeks. I tell Darren my deepest darkest sexual secrets. How I love black men, and would love to be tied up and gangbanged by a group of black men. How I would do anything to please them, that I can’t think of anything I would not do for a group of hung black men.

He seems very interested in all my fantasies. The more we chat, the more I want to find a way to get down to visit him. He suggests I buy a couple dildos. The next day, I am in local adult store, checking out all the toys. Some I consider small, others are enormous. I settle on three. Smallest one is 9” by 1 1/2”, the second is 12” x 2” and the biggest is 15” x 2 1/2”. All three come in white or black, of course I choose black.

When we talk next, Darren is very impressed with my choices. He gives me some tips on preparing myself for taking the toys, cleaning myself up, lubing up. Suggests I stay with the small one for a while, before working up to the larger ones.

Over the next several weeks, I learn to take the small one, fairly easily, and find I can even take the medium sized one after I loosen myself up. I love the feeling of the dildos in me. It isn’t long before I am working the larger one into my asshole. When I get the larger one into me, Darren requests to watch over web cam. He likes what he sees.

He is online now, and we begin chatting. It isn’t long before we are making plans for my first visit. The upcoming July4th weekend. I plan on arriving on Friday the 1st, and staying until the 5th. I can stay with him, and let things happen.

The next three weeks fly by. I tell my wife I need to head down to Raleigh for Darren’s bachelor party. I tell her he is getting married. She had met him from when we worked together, and knows we are friends. She does not know he is gay, or why I am really heading down. Not that she cares, as we had started to grow apart over the last year.

July 1st comes quickly. I am very eager to get down to Raleigh and meet up with Darren again. The flight is uneventful. I come off the plane, with just my carry-on, and see Darren waiting for me in the terminal. He is wearing a suit, he must have come from work. He sees me and smiles.

I give him a big hug, and we walk out of the terminal towards the parking garage. We talk a little about the flight on the way to his house.

Outside his house, he parks the car, and we walk inside.