— Originally published in Badpuppy magazine Issue #3 - November, 2002 —

A chat room addict finds that there's nothing like the real thing...

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So, I really became a chat room junkie. I would start surfing at night before I went to bed, and sometimes it would be two o'clock in the morning and I'd still be surfing around and checking out chat rooms to see what was happening. Most of what went on was a bunch of shit... crazies either drunk or fucked up and getting online and not making any fucking sense at all, but once in awhile I'd run across somebody who sounded interesting and we'd go to private chat and get real graphic and nasty... and I'd jerk off when it got real hot and sometimes I'd give them my number and we'd have some hot phone sex.

I don't do nothing in person with nobody. I guess you'd call me a recluse or something but what I really am is totally confused. I can get nasty and even do some mutual jerkin' off with a guy, but in person I wouldn't be able to open my mouth.

It ain't that I'm ugly, exactly, but I'm just really freakin' shy and I have a lousy self-image (my ma always says). But what the fuck... I get off, which is the main thing, right? And I am sure glad there's the internet because before that, all I had was magazines and movies and videos and that was so impersonal. Don't get me wrong... I've jerked off on a lot of really hot pictures, but chat rooms are a lot more personal, right? I even have badpuppy.com sheets that I bought online. I am Chat Room Charlie.

Anyway, when I say I don't do nuthin' in person, I am talking in the past sense... because something happened a coupla months ago that I want to tell you about. Man, it friggin' changed my life.

I'm in this chat room, see, and there's this one guy, bigdik11, who keeps coming on with the same line... "anybody with a big dick wants to compare?????" And I guess nobody was responding to him because as soon as I typed, "Yeah, I'd compare with my ten inches," he went to private chat.

"Hi, my name's Anthony, I've got eleven inches."

"My name's Charlie, I've got nine inches and I think you're full of it."

"No, man, I ain't kiddin', I've got eleven big fat inches of goombah cock!"

"Got a picture? What's a goombah?"

"No, you have to see it in person. And a goombah is Italian."

"Yeah... I don't do 'in person,'" I write back.

"Where are you?"

"In Newark." I know that's going to be the end of it, right? What are the chances of somebody being in the same town unless you have asked if there was anybody from Newark in the chat room, which I hadn't.

"Me, too... fuck man, this is great! Gimme your address."

"Naw, I don't do in person. I just play around on the web."

"What's the matter? You don't got no dick or you're real friggin' shy or you're a real mutt... which is it?"

"It's none of the above. I'm twenty, six-nine, brown hair, and I have nine inches of fat, Polish dick, but I don't mess around in person."

"Well, you'll be sorry if you don't say yes to me, 'cause I'm fucking incredible and I'm hot as a fuckin' firecracker and I will do anything you want... anything! Come on man; give me your address... let me come over. I am fuckin' horny, man!"

My hands were starting to sweat, and I thought I was going to have a heart attack, and I was shaking so bad I could hardly type my address... but I did. I typed, "4400 Main Street, Apt 11-F."

"Hang on, man. I'm comin'. I'll be there in a half-hour."

I sat there for a minute staring at the screen and then I typed, "No, I changed my mind."

"Your party has signed off," the computer read.

Fuck! FUCK! What am I gonna do? I know, I'll leave. No, it's late. I just won't answer the door. I got up and turned off all the lights and just sat there in the dark. I was really freaked out, but after awhile, I kinda settled down and kept telling myself that I didn't have to answer the door, that it was okay. I wouldn't be this stupid again... all kinds of shit. I don't know how long I sat there but suddenly the buzzer from downstairs rang... and it rang and it rang... and I don't fucking know why but I got up and pushed the buzzer. I'll just look out the peephole, I said to myself, and see what this guy looks like. I don't have to answer the door.

My doorbell rang. I looked through the peephole and there was this good-looking guy with an almost shaved head, dark eyes, and nice lips...

I opened the door.

"Hi," Anthony smiled, "I brought a friend along... Meet Mike."

"Uh, hi. Uh, I didn't know you were bringing somebody."

"Aw, he's a great guy... He's got a big dick, too. He dropped over just as I was leaving, and I told him to come along." Anthony smiled, sort of brushing past me into my apartment.

What the fuck am I doing? I think to myself. Two guys? I could get killed.

Mike holds out his hand. He's about six feet tall, has red hair, and I can tell from his tight T-shirt and jeans that he's got a good body.

I shake his hand.

"Got anything to drink?" Anthony asks, sort of taking charge.

"Beer or wine or bourbon," I reply.

"I'll take a beer," Mike says.

"Gimme a bourbon and water," Anthony says.

I go into the kitchen. I get the drinks. I take a big shot of bourbon right out of the bottle to try to calm myself down and I carry the drinks in. There's Anthony and Mike stretched out on the couch with their shirts off and Anthony is wearing a wife-beater but Mike is bare-chested. I notice his big, pink nipples and ripped six-pack as I set the drinks down.

They didn't waste any time. Anthony takes a big slug of his drink and looks at me. "Hey, you're not a bad lookin' kid. What do you like?

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"I mean whaddya like, Charlie. You like suckin', fuckin', rimming, sixty-nine, double penetration.... What?"

"I don't know. I haven't ever...."

"Holy fuck, you a virgin?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"SHIT, MAN! He's virgin pussy!" Anthony laughed and he and Mike high-five'd each other. "We are going to show you one fucking great time!" Anthony said. "Cmere."

I walked over to him and he reached up and pulled my face down to his and put his lips on mine and gave me this hot, French kiss with his tongue in my mouth and I was freaking out and sort of trying to pull away, and Mike was unzipping my fly and fishing out my dick. As Anthony kept kissing me and rubbing his free hand all over my belly, Mike was licking the head of my cock, and then, putting his mouth over it and running his tongue around on my cock.

Anthony stops kissing me and stands up and pulls out this huge, hard greasy dick that sure as fuck is eleven inches, and Mike moves away, and Anthony sort of pushes me to my knees and starts rubbing the head of his big cock over my lips. I open my mouth and take as much of it as I can.

"Ohhh, yeah. Come on, kid, I'm gonna teach you to suck cock," Anthony moans. He kneels down and I get on my hands and knees. He's slowly fucking my mouth, and I feel Mike pulling my pants down off my ass.

Mike starts gently biting my ass cheeks, and I feel his hands sorta massaging them, and then, pulling my cheeks apart. I feel his tongue licking down the crack of my ass and then probing at my asshole. It feels fantastic, and I grab Anthony's hips and try to take more of his cock into my mouth, and spit is drooling down his balls and dripping onto the floor. I come up for air and am jerking his cock and looking at that big fucker. I've never seen anything so big and fucking awesome in my life.

I am also moaning as Mike starts to tongue fuck my ass, and then, he slurps on it and gets it all wet. Then, I feel his finger probing into my asshole and I start to say, "No," but Anthony shoves his dick in my mouth and all I can do is mumble while Mike starts to finger fuck me, real slow and gentle. I didn't know that a guy's ass could be that sensitive and that being frigged with somebody's finger could feel so fuckin' fantastic! I arch my back and stick my ass up in the air so he can get maximum access. Then, I can feel my hole being stretched as he gets more than one finger in there and he sorts twists his fingers in a circular motion. He reaches between my legs and gets my cock and starts jerking me off.

"Break time!" Anthony announces, and he gets up and picks up his drink and takes a slug. Mike wipes his face with the back of his hand; it's all sloppy wet with spit and my ass juices and he takes a swig of his beer. I throw down a mouthful of bourbon.

"Let's go into your bedroom," Anthony says, and leads the way. I follow and Mike follows me with his hand between my cheeks and he's sorta teasing my asshole with his finger.

"Fuckin' fantastic ass," he mutters. "I could eat that man pussy for days."

"Yeah, you're a real rimmer," Anthony laughs. "I hope you got it all wet and loose for me."

"Yeah, it's wet... but it's a tight one," Mike says.

Anthony pushes me back onto the bed and the next thing I know, my legs are up in the air and he's bending down and spitting into my asshole. Mike has moved around to my head and he's holding my legs and his big, uncut dick is laying across my face and I begin licking it and trying to get it into my mouth. He reaches down and guides his meat into my mouth and I'm slurping on it and trying to get my tongue under the tight foreskin. I feel Anthony's cock pushing against my hole. I reach back and take hold of that beer-can monster which is now condom-covered.

"No," I mutter, "I can't take that big thing."

"Sure you can, baby," Anthony whispers. "I'll go real slow. I'll be real gentle, relax baby, just relax...," and all the time he's exerting more pressure against my hole. Then, I feel my sphincter give way and the big, plum-sized head of his dick is now in my ass. He's sliding his fat rod in further and further, stopping once in awhile and whispering, "Relax, relax, baby. Come on, give me the ass... Give me the hot ass, baby...."

And I give it to him. He's now in up to his balls, and then, he begins to fuck. He fucks me in long, hard strokes, and then, he moves his cock in circles in my ass. He slides it almost out and plunges into me to the hilt. I'm groaning and sucking Mike's dick and he's face fucking me and Anthony is dripping sweat onto my face and he's going faster and faster. He reaches down and grabs my cock and I explode, shooting a huge wad of jizz right onto my face.

"Yeah, fuck, yeah!" Anthony almost shouts as his dick pistons even faster in and out of my ass, and I feel like my hole is about to catch on fire. Then, I feel his cock swelling inside of me, and with a loud moan, Anthony buries his cock all the way inside my tender ass. I feel the hot jizz shoot into the rubber at the same time that I feel Mikes cock explode and shoot a geyser of cum into my mouth. I swallow and swallow and moan and groan and we sound like a chorus from hell as we all growl and whimper and then collapse in a heap on my bed.

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I spend less time in chat rooms these days, but a lot more time with my legs or my ass in the air. I even fuck a hot ass once in awhile, but for some reason whenever I find a big one, I want it up my ass. I love to get rimmed, too, and when a guy calls my ass a "pussy," or "boy cunt," I get even hotter. Oh, and Mike and Anthony come over once in awhile to gang-fuck me. Sometimes they bring a couple of friends. They take turns until my ass is purring with pleasure. Mike sure knows how to satisfy a hot hole with that long tongue.

Man, I am grateful to them both for breaking me in. Yeah, Chat Room Charlie has become a Web Whore and I'm loving every minute of it.

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