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Kutaisi, Georgia.
Once upon a time I was travelling on Central Asia. After some weeks in Georgia, I was in my room, just packing my suitcase as it was my last day in Kutaisi. In a little while I was leaving for Cyprus to continue my never-ending journey. I was chatting with a man on Grindr, what one would call a way "to kill time".
"What are you doing right now?" I asked him.
"I'm at university."
"Oh, teaching?"
"No... studying."
He was barely twenty-four years old, and he just wanted to experiment, according to him. Well, more than that: he told me he'd been horny for a long time and only wanted to do one thing.
Fuck.
After struggling unsuccessfully with the front door, a cute, blond man with green eyes, very modest and somewhat introverted, entered my room. His face barely had a beard, no mustache, the hallmark of every Muslim in the region, the same one every practicing Muslim has in Chechnya or Azerbaijan. He was carrying his university backpack with his notes still fresh from the class he was taking.
— You're not Georgian, are you?
— Yes and no, I'm Azari.
We were both incredibly crazy, horny as hell, and through his pants, all I could see was a huge erection that I couldn't help but pounce on. It wasn't until I'd gotten him completely wet and he was helplessly massaging me to dilate me that we proceeded to continue. He opened his backpack, pulled out a notebook on the table, and behind it, a condom.
I use PrEP both to protect myself and for the comfort of others. As a bottom, the difference in sensation between using a condom and not isn't relevant to me, and I do it to make the other person feel comfortable. This was the case with him, who didn't mind using a condom at all, despite knowing that with me he could do it without it.
After pushing his cock inside me, he kept moving inside me. I could see that he was truly curious, that his sex life was just beginning, and his innocence was still evident. I saw myself reflected at him, asking permission to move inside me, to turn around, and he wondered, staring at me with those eyes, if he was doing it right, seeking approval from someone older who would tell him he was doing fantastic.
Then he hugged me, and, feeling more than comfortable while he pounded me with his cock—which wasn't small at all—he asked me with the same caution a guy like him would ask someone older:
—Please Sir, would you let me impregnate you?
—Like, what? You mean, do it bareback?
—Yes. It must feel good.
I nod. He takes a few steps back and removes the condom. I could see he was excited, without telling me clearly that this was the first time he was going to impregnate another man. He takes my phone, wanting to remember what this first time would be like, and he started to film it while he put the phone against the window.
Two minutes of a flashback to my early years of having sex.
It was like going back to my own sexual awakening.
My bro just started to slide his dick inside my hole and his eyes just turned white. "It's so warm", he said while I could hear he sticky sound of his dick just going back and forward opening more. One, two, ten times, he was just pushing it, taking it out, seeing with his eyes how a hole can be gapped with a big smile in his face ike he was proud of what he was going. Then, just put it back again.
—Sir, sir, I think I'm going to cum.
—Don't worry bro, do it.
—Please, can I?
I didn't even have time to say yes. His cut dick just accelerate his movements inside of me and I could feel how tight his body went once his first rope of milk came out of his dick. He was looking at my face like he couldn't believe what was happening. Yes, he was breeding me, filling his first ever ass with his juicy cum. In that moment of reflection, he just push his last thrust inside of me and took it out, looking his dick like he doesn't believe what just happened.
—Thank you so much.
—You're welcome, bro.
Once upon a time I was travelling on Central Asia. After some weeks in Georgia, I was in my room, just packing my suitcase as it was my last day in Kutaisi. In a little while I was leaving for Cyprus to continue my never-ending journey. I was chatting with a man on Grindr, what one would call a way "to kill time".
"What are you doing right now?" I asked him.
"I'm at university."
"Oh, teaching?"
"No... studying."
He was barely twenty-four years old, and he just wanted to experiment, according to him. Well, more than that: he told me he'd been horny for a long time and only wanted to do one thing.
Fuck.
After struggling unsuccessfully with the front door, a cute, blond man with green eyes, very modest and somewhat introverted, entered my room. His face barely had a beard, no mustache, the hallmark of every Muslim in the region, the same one every practicing Muslim has in Chechnya or Azerbaijan. He was carrying his university backpack with his notes still fresh from the class he was taking.
— You're not Georgian, are you?
— Yes and no, I'm Azari.
We were both incredibly crazy, horny as hell, and through his pants, all I could see was a huge erection that I couldn't help but pounce on. It wasn't until I'd gotten him completely wet and he was helplessly massaging me to dilate me that we proceeded to continue. He opened his backpack, pulled out a notebook on the table, and behind it, a condom.
I use PrEP both to protect myself and for the comfort of others. As a bottom, the difference in sensation between using a condom and not isn't relevant to me, and I do it to make the other person feel comfortable. This was the case with him, who didn't mind using a condom at all, despite knowing that with me he could do it without it.
After pushing his cock inside me, he kept moving inside me. I could see that he was truly curious, that his sex life was just beginning, and his innocence was still evident. I saw myself reflected at him, asking permission to move inside me, to turn around, and he wondered, staring at me with those eyes, if he was doing it right, seeking approval from someone older who would tell him he was doing fantastic.

Then he hugged me, and, feeling more than comfortable while he pounded me with his cock—which wasn't small at all—he asked me with the same caution a guy like him would ask someone older:
—Please Sir, would you let me impregnate you?
—Like, what? You mean, do it bareback?
—Yes. It must feel good.
I nod. He takes a few steps back and removes the condom. I could see he was excited, without telling me clearly that this was the first time he was going to impregnate another man. He takes my phone, wanting to remember what this first time would be like, and he started to film it while he put the phone against the window.
Two minutes of a flashback to my early years of having sex.
It was like going back to my own sexual awakening.
My bro just started to slide his dick inside my hole and his eyes just turned white. "It's so warm", he said while I could hear he sticky sound of his dick just going back and forward opening more. One, two, ten times, he was just pushing it, taking it out, seeing with his eyes how a hole can be gapped with a big smile in his face ike he was proud of what he was going. Then, just put it back again.
—Sir, sir, I think I'm going to cum.
—Don't worry bro, do it.
—Please, can I?
I didn't even have time to say yes. His cut dick just accelerate his movements inside of me and I could feel how tight his body went once his first rope of milk came out of his dick. He was looking at my face like he couldn't believe what was happening. Yes, he was breeding me, filling his first ever ass with his juicy cum. In that moment of reflection, he just push his last thrust inside of me and took it out, looking his dick like he doesn't believe what just happened.
—Thank you so much.
—You're welcome, bro.
