This is a true story of how I got seduced and what's become of me. I've done my best to put down as many details and facts as I can remember.
I had just turned twenty and was ending my first year of university. I had been somewhat in a bit of a rather rotten phase of my personal life. About a year ago, I found out that my high school girlfriend had been cheating on me, and she was pretty blasé about it when I confronted her, causing me to realise that I had been nothing but a joke to her.
It had taken me several months to get over it and by then, I had started my undergraduate course at the local university,where I met someone new,named Mandy.I was absolutely smitten. She was a tall, gorgeous mixed-race girl of Indian and Chinese descent, with a sharp and sarcastic sense of humour that I found irresistible. She had been sending me mixed signals for months, some days she would sit on my lap, hug me and openly display affection for me; then, without any warning, she would turn cold and distant for days.
After wasting almost the whole first semester chasing her and being left in the friend zone while she flirted with other guys, it was taking its toll on my mental state and I constantly felt very dejected and sorry for myself.
I knew I wasn't bad looking, but I was a bit chubby, just by a few pounds, which I seemed to carry on my thighs and buttocks. I had a relatively slim upper body, but a pump derriere, which made me feel very self-conscious. Some of the girls I was 'friends' with, made fun of me behind my back about it; they had been referring to me as 'MBA', Mr Big Ass. I blew it off as a joke when I found out about it, but inside, those words stung and this affected my self-confidence, especially since I had tried so hard to slim down with very little results.
Being out of luck with the girls around me, I tried to branch out to look for girls online through Facebook, Hi5, and others; I had limited luck beyond just some chatting, but nothing serious beyond that. Eventually, I ended up stumbling onto an adult hook-up website, which catered more to quick no-strings-attached sex. The site was partly free, as members could browse for free, but had to pay to message other members and view their pictures. Unfortunately, at the time, I only had a cash card which I could not use online; hence, I couldn't really do much on the site beyond limited viewing.
I made the most of it by having some fun looking around at the different profiles in the 'Women Seeking Men' section of the website. But since most of the women had mostly blank profiles with few pictures, I grew bored quite quickly. However, I did notice there was a quite populated "Men for Men" section, which
for some reason made me feel a bit strange inside. It was not quite butterflies in my tummy; it felt wrong, but at the same time, I felt incredibly curious to have a little peek inside.
I went in and burst out laughing. The men on the site had taken a very different approach to making their profiles. While the women had mostly blank profile pictures, it would seem that the vast majority of the men had a picture of their cock set as their profile picture. I was having a bit of a giggle looking around at the rows of assorted cocks of all shapes and sizes. That's when I noticed that one man had been different.
He had written his username to look like his chat messenger address so non-paying members could contact him off the website. This struck me as brilliant, and made me smile. I had a look at his profile, out of curiosity, and found out he was a tall, slim, thirty-eight-year-old Black man, showing a well-muscled chest as his profile picture. I couldn't see much more of his profile without paying, so his other pictures were all pixelated, but I was pretty sure at least one of them was of a large black cock.
I sat there for a few seconds, looking at his profile, and then thinking, "Should I add him for a chat? Ah why not, might be fun, it's only internet stuff anyway, where's the harm?".
Nothing happened for a couple of days, I had almost forgotten about the whole thing, being busy with my studies, until I got the notification that someone called 'Steph' had come online. At first, I had been rather puzzled since I did not recognise the name, but then my brain finally came up to speed and I remembered.
I paused for a second, as I was feeling butterflies in my tummy. I had always been somewhat shy under most circumstances, and this was certainly a bit stranger than most times. But, under the anonymity of the web, I gathered my courage and sent a brief, 'Hi! Are you on AdultFriendFinder?'
I sat back, feeling a bit stupid, considering it could be someone else, but soon enough a reply came back...
Steph: "Hey there, yes actually I do! Did you find me there?"
I perked up and replied that I had, and it was a clever move to get around the site's restrictions, that I just had to try to find out if it really was a hidden username. We traded some friendly banter for a little while. It turned out I was one of many people he met this way via his little trick. His name was actually Steph, and he was a thirty-eight-year-old music teacher who lived a couple of hours away.
Once we had passed over introductions and Steph pressed on...
Steph: "So what brought you to my profile page? Are you into Men?"
I stared at this for a second, and hurriedly replied that I had just stumbled on his page and got curious when I saw his username. He found it amusing and asked if I often wander curiously into the gay section online because there was a very special name for guys who do that, it was 'bicurious'.
I felt myself blush, and hurriedly tried to reassure him that I was straight, and really just curious. It turned out Steph had just been pulling my leg, as seconds later, he apologized for teasing me. I felt myself relax, and we eased back into chatting, where I recounted my lack of luck with any of the girls at uni and that I had wanted to try my luck online again without much success. We just diverged into random topics around online dating and what success he had been having, which turned out to have been quite a lot with younger men.
I replied with a bit of humour...
