The very next day after Diego turned me into a garbage lot of cum, piss, and vomit, and sent me home in a mess, he texted me! “6pm asshole”. I graduated from faggot to asshole in a day. I was proud to accept the new name and replied back, “yes Sir”. Sir was new for me, too.
For those of you that have read my first 4 stories re: Diego, his real name btw, you’d know he is a dom top that I met on A4A, and have met many times since that first meeting. I’m remembering some of the times with him that stick out in my mind that are the most interesting. Enjoy!
A few days after the group scene, I received another text from Diego. It read, “faggot 6”. I interpreted that to mean be there at 6. I replied “k”. It was only a little after 3pm at that time and I knew I wanted to leave work early.
A few days ago, I met with Erik once again at a new hotel venue. We had much more time to play this time around so i was able to relax and not feel rushed. I took my time to douche well and prepare for what was coming. For anyone who has been fisted before, once you’ve done it once, you have to do again. It’s a craving. I wanted to feel that euphoria again. I needed it.
These are true stories of my encounters with Diego. This is the third installment of what took place just 5 days after our first meeting, the following day of our last meeting.
Diego is 28, black, 6’3”, 185, 32” waist, goatee, bald, tatted-up, and well hung with a 9.5”c and thick cock that curves downward. We met on A4A, this is the story of the first time I met him.