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Memoirs of a New York City Virgin - New York, United States - The Gay Classifieds | Classifieds for the Gay community. Buy, sell, trade, date, events...
By Bobby Newberry
Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved
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Memoirs of a New York City Virgin
It was so cold
that night and I like a ‘genius’ decided to stay out drinking all night looking
for pussy, a legendary fuck, a fight or whatever stupid things a boy at my age
then would look for. Fortunately, I found a sensuous sip of each degenerative pleasure
in the fire of the city night hours but as the noise whispered away into the
cold shadows of the night, I learned why most smart, respectable New Yorkers
call it a night around midnight or 1 a.m. on any night. Her name was Clara. We
were both making out, drinking in the Red Light Bistro in the Meat Packing
District. When we weren’t rocking it out there we were either fucking or doing
coke in any random rock’ n ’roll dive bar bathroom we happened to hop. She was a year older than I. I was 22 then.
She was fairly, petite like I was, with bright blonde wild ‘Blondie’ styled
punkish hair. Clara wore ripped fishnet stockings over her bare arms and curvy
legs, with an extremely short pink Cindy Lauper styled skirt and a punkish
black leather jacket adorned with patches and buttons. I had soft long wavy Jim
Morrison styled hair. At that age, I was 135 pounds. I always wore skinny dark
blue jeans, beat up converse sneakers, a vintage ‘70’s rock band t-shirt, an
old Japanese Heavy Metal Sweater and a tight Grey jeans jacket with warn black
leather gloves. We were quite the adorably wild couple. Everyone we came across
would smile at us with lustful excitement, regardless of age or gender, except
for her boyfriend I didn’t know about. He was such a token wannabe post punker,
I nearly laughed as I floored him with one upper cut punch to the jaw when he
took his belt chain off to attack me. All bark and no bite. It’s typical of
these whiny posers to act this way. He was such a clown, nursing his bloody
mouth on the curb with is over exaggerated pink mo-hawk, zipper pants and over
sized black leather jacket. I should have realized she’d run to him to help him
up lovingly, which she did. I took a deep sigh and turned my back on the oddly
adorable ‘Sid and Nancy’ couple as I walked away. I didn’t get very far when I
heard Clara’s little footsteps run towards me. “Jason!” She pleaded “please
wait..!!!” I turned carefully around to face her “yes?” I said as I tried to
keep a cold demeanor as I found myself entranced by her baby blue diamond eyes.
She looked torn between her boyfriend and I. She was actually tearing and
shaking as she spoke to me forcing a smile.“I’m really sorry, baby” Clara began
“You’re so sexy and I loved it every time your thick, hard cock fed my little
pink pussy” She nearly kissed me “My boyfriend and I fight a lot… I’m forgiving
him one last time so here’s my number and a little something for the road…” She
handed me a medium vile of coke and a bag of viccadin. She kissed me on the
cheek and whispered sensually in my ear “Call me this Tuesday and we’ll party
again ok?” She licked the side of my neck as she smiled playfully. “Be careful
out there sexy… God, you look just like Johnny Depp…” She backed up toward her
boyfriend still nursing his bloody mouth on the curb “See you Tuesday, baby”
She whispered sensually with a playful smile as she blew me a kiss. I smiled
back and walked away as she tended to her boyfriend. I should have just taken
the train back home that night but no, I had to find another dive bar near
Chelsea of all places to wallow in my own forlorn, silent melodrama. It wasn’t
long after my first two jack ’n’ cokes that I went to the bathroom myself to
indulge in my own private drug session, courtesy of my sexy Clara. In a city
where women out number men by 3 to 1, why do I always fall for the bad girls
who happen to have a douche boyfriend they’re cheating on? Whoa is me, right?
Who cares… I ended up fucking her gloriously on
for pussy, a legendary fuck, a fight or whatever stupid things a boy at my age
then would look for. Fortunately, I found a sensuous sip of each degenerative pleasure
in the fire of the city night hours but as the noise whispered away into the
cold shadows of the night, I learned why most smart, respectable New Yorkers
call it a night around midnight or 1 a.m. on any night. Her name was Clara. We
were both making out, drinking in the Red Light Bistro in the Meat Packing
District. When we weren’t rocking it out there we were either fucking or doing
coke in any random rock’ n ’roll dive bar bathroom we happened to hop. She was a year older than I. I was 22 then.
She was fairly, petite like I was, with bright blonde wild ‘Blondie’ styled
punkish hair. Clara wore ripped fishnet stockings over her bare arms and curvy
legs, with an extremely short pink Cindy Lauper styled skirt and a punkish
black leather jacket adorned with patches and buttons. I had soft long wavy Jim
Morrison styled hair. At that age, I was 135 pounds. I always wore skinny dark
blue jeans, beat up converse sneakers, a vintage ‘70’s rock band t-shirt, an
old Japanese Heavy Metal Sweater and a tight Grey jeans jacket with warn black
leather gloves. We were quite the adorably wild couple. Everyone we came across
would smile at us with lustful excitement, regardless of age or gender, except
for her boyfriend I didn’t know about. He was such a token wannabe post punker,
I nearly laughed as I floored him with one upper cut punch to the jaw when he
took his belt chain off to attack me. All bark and no bite. It’s typical of
these whiny posers to act this way. He was such a clown, nursing his bloody
mouth on the curb with is over exaggerated pink mo-hawk, zipper pants and over
sized black leather jacket. I should have realized she’d run to him to help him
up lovingly, which she did. I took a deep sigh and turned my back on the oddly
adorable ‘Sid and Nancy’ couple as I walked away. I didn’t get very far when I
heard Clara’s little footsteps run towards me. “Jason!” She pleaded “please
wait..!!!” I turned carefully around to face her “yes?” I said as I tried to
keep a cold demeanor as I found myself entranced by her baby blue diamond eyes.
She looked torn between her boyfriend and I. She was actually tearing and
shaking as she spoke to me forcing a smile.“I’m really sorry, baby” Clara began
“You’re so sexy and I loved it every time your thick, hard cock fed my little
pink pussy” She nearly kissed me “My boyfriend and I fight a lot… I’m forgiving
him one last time so here’s my number and a little something for the road…” She
handed me a medium vile of coke and a bag of viccadin. She kissed me on the
cheek and whispered sensually in my ear “Call me this Tuesday and we’ll party
again ok?” She licked the side of my neck as she smiled playfully. “Be careful
out there sexy… God, you look just like Johnny Depp…” She backed up toward her
boyfriend still nursing his bloody mouth on the curb “See you Tuesday, baby”
She whispered sensually with a playful smile as she blew me a kiss. I smiled
back and walked away as she tended to her boyfriend. I should have just taken
the train back home that night but no, I had to find another dive bar near
Chelsea of all places to wallow in my own forlorn, silent melodrama. It wasn’t
long after my first two jack ’n’ cokes that I went to the bathroom myself to
indulge in my own private drug session, courtesy of my sexy Clara. In a city
where women out number men by 3 to 1, why do I always fall for the bad girls
who happen to have a douche boyfriend they’re cheating on? Whoa is me, right?
Who cares… I ended up fucking her gloriously on
Tuesday anyway with more drugs and eventually she dumped
that pathetic loser and became my girl. Still, I wish I could have taken the
train home that night after Clara said goodnight. This is a lesson for all
young adults in their twenties not to be governed by their emotions especially
while under the influence. When I
decided to finally leave at the respectably nightmarish hour of 3 a.m., I saw
three men in front of the bar next to a nice BMW. There was one extremely
flamboyant skinny, unattractive white guy who was obviously gay, A fairly
attractive, well dressed and mannered Spanish guy close to my age and a huge
muscular black guy who looked like Seal but without the scar. He was very
respectful, well dressed and well mannered but there was something subtly
intense about him, almost intimidating. He obviously owned the car since he was
trying to help his two drunken friends decide what they wanted to do next this
night. The black guy was obviously sober since he orchestrated the debate well with
slight annoyance. “Alright you crazy ass twisted bitches, we’ll go to the bath
house then I’m taking you home because you both are a mess right now” He roared
with laughter. I was so startled by the
sound of his voice that I stumbled just enough for the Hispanic guy to catch me
and ask “Are you alright, bro?” I
drunkenly smiled at him “All I need to do is get on the train and I’ll be
fine…(hiccup)…” “Oh honey” laughed the flamboyant white guy
annoyingly “You are dreaming if you think a train is going to take you anywhere
now”. “He’s right” the mysterious black
man looked over at me with concerned intense eyes “I’ll drive you home after I
take these fools to the bath house okay?” “Really?” I asked with naïve excitement “Thank
you so much”!!!
that pathetic loser and became my girl. Still, I wish I could have taken the
train home that night after Clara said goodnight. This is a lesson for all
young adults in their twenties not to be governed by their emotions especially
while under the influence. When I
decided to finally leave at the respectably nightmarish hour of 3 a.m., I saw
three men in front of the bar next to a nice BMW. There was one extremely
flamboyant skinny, unattractive white guy who was obviously gay, A fairly
attractive, well dressed and mannered Spanish guy close to my age and a huge
muscular black guy who looked like Seal but without the scar. He was very
respectful, well dressed and well mannered but there was something subtly
intense about him, almost intimidating. He obviously owned the car since he was
trying to help his two drunken friends decide what they wanted to do next this
night. The black guy was obviously sober since he orchestrated the debate well with
slight annoyance. “Alright you crazy ass twisted bitches, we’ll go to the bath
house then I’m taking you home because you both are a mess right now” He roared
with laughter. I was so startled by the
sound of his voice that I stumbled just enough for the Hispanic guy to catch me
and ask “Are you alright, bro?” I
drunkenly smiled at him “All I need to do is get on the train and I’ll be
fine…(hiccup)…” “Oh honey” laughed the flamboyant white guy
annoyingly “You are dreaming if you think a train is going to take you anywhere
now”. “He’s right” the mysterious black
man looked over at me with concerned intense eyes “I’ll drive you home after I
take these fools to the bath house okay?” “Really?” I asked with naïve excitement “Thank
you so much”!!!
“My pleasure”
He introduced himself politely “My name is Trevor” “I’m Jason” I shook his strong hand with a
friendly smile. “Pleased to meet you, Jason” Trevor winked at me “Now let’s go
before even the bath house closes. The Spanish guy called shotgun, which left
me in the back seat at the mercy of the ugly old sick trying to grope me. Just
before I could finish saying “Don’t touch me” Trevor warned the pervert named
Andy to stop with his powerful voice. “You touch him or anyone in this car like
that again, I’ll throw you the fuck out on the street real easy,
understood?” “Yeeessss….” Andy hissed
and rolled his eyes as he cornered himself in a drunken daze staring into nothingness. We
arrived very quickly. I honestly didn’t know what to expect. It seemed like an
exclusive bathhouse for men. I became extremely self-conscious and nervous when
I saw two older muscular men giving each other blow-jobs out in public. I
wrapped my white towel tightly around my small waste. I could feel 90% of the
men’s eyes on me. 50% of them had to be in their 40’s or 50’s. I quickly found
a quite place to sit by myself for a moment, until a familiar strong had
gripped my shoulder firmly. It was Trevor with a white towel wrapped around him
that was smaller than mine. “How are you
feeling Jason?” Trevor asked softly with concern as he slowly massaged my
back. “I’m just tired I guess” I
answered nervously “I had a wild night” Trevor chuckled strongly as he
continued to massage my back “Same here” he patronized me “but don’t worry,
once Andy and Carlos are bored whipping each others’ asses with wet towels,
I’ll take them home and then take you straight home, ok?” I felt a little
assured but still on guard.
He introduced himself politely “My name is Trevor” “I’m Jason” I shook his strong hand with a
friendly smile. “Pleased to meet you, Jason” Trevor winked at me “Now let’s go
before even the bath house closes. The Spanish guy called shotgun, which left
me in the back seat at the mercy of the ugly old sick trying to grope me. Just
before I could finish saying “Don’t touch me” Trevor warned the pervert named
Andy to stop with his powerful voice. “You touch him or anyone in this car like
that again, I’ll throw you the fuck out on the street real easy,
understood?” “Yeeessss….” Andy hissed
and rolled his eyes as he cornered himself in a drunken daze staring into nothingness. We
arrived very quickly. I honestly didn’t know what to expect. It seemed like an
exclusive bathhouse for men. I became extremely self-conscious and nervous when
I saw two older muscular men giving each other blow-jobs out in public. I
wrapped my white towel tightly around my small waste. I could feel 90% of the
men’s eyes on me. 50% of them had to be in their 40’s or 50’s. I quickly found
a quite place to sit by myself for a moment, until a familiar strong had
gripped my shoulder firmly. It was Trevor with a white towel wrapped around him
that was smaller than mine. “How are you
feeling Jason?” Trevor asked softly with concern as he slowly massaged my
back. “I’m just tired I guess” I
answered nervously “I had a wild night” Trevor chuckled strongly as he
continued to massage my back “Same here” he patronized me “but don’t worry,
once Andy and Carlos are bored whipping each others’ asses with wet towels,
I’ll take them home and then take you straight home, ok?” I felt a little
assured but still on guard.
“What do you
like to do Jason?” Trevor genuinely asked. “I like to write” I said plainly
“about everything and anything”. Trevor smiled with amusement “I love writing
too…” He went on to tell me this horribly boring story about baseball players
who have sex with one another. I almost fell asleep until let his towel unravel
to reveal his thick long, huge pulsating, veiny monstrous black insanely erect
cock. I couldn’t help staring at how wondrously powerful it looked but I slowly
averted my eyes shyly. “I’m
sorry” Trevor apologized a little to confidently while he still massaged my
bare back “I get so excited about my stories, especially when someone listens.”
His grip on my shoulder tightened “Does that feel good Jason?” He whispered in
my ear. “…Y…Yes…” I sighed
with relief. It did feel good being massaged by his strong hands. “Don’t be shy Jason” Trevor
spoke softly “You could look at it, even touch it. It’s okay. I feel so
comfortable around you and I’m concerned. It’s getting too late. If you like I
could take you to my apartment in the city… I won’t touch you in any wrong
fashion. I’ll just give you a nice massage to help you sleep. You deserve it. What
do you say?” “Mesmerized by the touch of his strong hands massaging me, I was
helpless but to whisper “Okay…” After he dropped Andy and Carlos off to their
lofts, he helped me into his apartment and laid my exhausted body on his huge
black master bed. I was falling asleep at the touch of his silk thick
comforters. I barely noticed him gently removing my sneakers, literally peeling
off my jeans and underwear. I took my T-Shirt off myself. It was so warm and
cozy in his bedroom. The light was dim due to candle-light and the incense
inspired deep breaths of indulgence. I felt him easily turn my thin naked body
over with one strong arm so I laid on my backside as he lubed my entire body
with oil and gave me the most sensuously spectacular massage I had at that
time. It felt like I was in a pleasure womb that I would never want to leave.
After a while he turned my body back around to face him as he slowly lifted my
legs up and massaged them thoroughly as he firmly worked his hands down toward
my rear. I felt a chilling wetness on my anus as I winced. My eyes opened wide
with fright as I saw him moving his huge, thick long, gigantic pulsating veiny
raw black penis toward my rear. “W.. wait… Trevor” I desperately pleaded to no
avail as his huge black monster cock touched the surface of my anus “I… I’m a
virgin…” A near fell from my left cheek as I nervously stared at his big black
dick touching my wet anus and looked at his devilishly smiling face. “I’ll be
smooth baby” Trevor licked his huge lips “This just means I’m gonna make your
toes go snap, crackle, pop, Tonight!!!” Trevor mercilessly rammed his huge,
thick, long slimy, veiny black cock deep into my tight, wet, pink anus. I
screamed in horror, pain and confusing pleasure as Trevor jammed his huge hard
dick into me, faster and stronger. I cried and screamed louder as the night
turned to morning as he pounded into me relentlessly, leaving me with dried
tears and animal moans until I felt the pressure of an exploding gas tank
explode from Trevor’s huge black cock into my sore wet body. I screamed sharply
with shock as I cried once more desperately gripping Trevor’s muscular arms. I
gasped as he slid his penis out of me and to my surprise unleashed the rest of
his warm semen all over my sweat ridden, naked body, throat and face. “Yeah”
Trevor gave me a nasty leer “you like Daddy’s juice bitch?” He slapped my ass
and then slapped my face several times with his long, hard thick black cock
before he rolled over to his side and fell asleep snoring. I cried myself to
sleep and thought only of Clara to keep my sanity. I’ll be in Clara’s naked
arms this Tuesday and we’ll fuck this terrible moment away from me.
like to do Jason?” Trevor genuinely asked. “I like to write” I said plainly
“about everything and anything”. Trevor smiled with amusement “I love writing
too…” He went on to tell me this horribly boring story about baseball players
who have sex with one another. I almost fell asleep until let his towel unravel
to reveal his thick long, huge pulsating, veiny monstrous black insanely erect
cock. I couldn’t help staring at how wondrously powerful it looked but I slowly
averted my eyes shyly. “I’m
sorry” Trevor apologized a little to confidently while he still massaged my
bare back “I get so excited about my stories, especially when someone listens.”
His grip on my shoulder tightened “Does that feel good Jason?” He whispered in
my ear. “…Y…Yes…” I sighed
with relief. It did feel good being massaged by his strong hands. “Don’t be shy Jason” Trevor
spoke softly “You could look at it, even touch it. It’s okay. I feel so
comfortable around you and I’m concerned. It’s getting too late. If you like I
could take you to my apartment in the city… I won’t touch you in any wrong
fashion. I’ll just give you a nice massage to help you sleep. You deserve it. What
do you say?” “Mesmerized by the touch of his strong hands massaging me, I was
helpless but to whisper “Okay…” After he dropped Andy and Carlos off to their
lofts, he helped me into his apartment and laid my exhausted body on his huge
black master bed. I was falling asleep at the touch of his silk thick
comforters. I barely noticed him gently removing my sneakers, literally peeling
off my jeans and underwear. I took my T-Shirt off myself. It was so warm and
cozy in his bedroom. The light was dim due to candle-light and the incense
inspired deep breaths of indulgence. I felt him easily turn my thin naked body
over with one strong arm so I laid on my backside as he lubed my entire body
with oil and gave me the most sensuously spectacular massage I had at that
time. It felt like I was in a pleasure womb that I would never want to leave.
After a while he turned my body back around to face him as he slowly lifted my
legs up and massaged them thoroughly as he firmly worked his hands down toward
my rear. I felt a chilling wetness on my anus as I winced. My eyes opened wide
with fright as I saw him moving his huge, thick long, gigantic pulsating veiny
raw black penis toward my rear. “W.. wait… Trevor” I desperately pleaded to no
avail as his huge black monster cock touched the surface of my anus “I… I’m a
virgin…” A near fell from my left cheek as I nervously stared at his big black
dick touching my wet anus and looked at his devilishly smiling face. “I’ll be
smooth baby” Trevor licked his huge lips “This just means I’m gonna make your
toes go snap, crackle, pop, Tonight!!!” Trevor mercilessly rammed his huge,
thick, long slimy, veiny black cock deep into my tight, wet, pink anus. I
screamed in horror, pain and confusing pleasure as Trevor jammed his huge hard
dick into me, faster and stronger. I cried and screamed louder as the night
turned to morning as he pounded into me relentlessly, leaving me with dried
tears and animal moans until I felt the pressure of an exploding gas tank
explode from Trevor’s huge black cock into my sore wet body. I screamed sharply
with shock as I cried once more desperately gripping Trevor’s muscular arms. I
gasped as he slid his penis out of me and to my surprise unleashed the rest of
his warm semen all over my sweat ridden, naked body, throat and face. “Yeah”
Trevor gave me a nasty leer “you like Daddy’s juice bitch?” He slapped my ass
and then slapped my face several times with his long, hard thick black cock
before he rolled over to his side and fell asleep snoring. I cried myself to
sleep and thought only of Clara to keep my sanity. I’ll be in Clara’s naked
arms this Tuesday and we’ll fuck this terrible moment away from me.
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