High and Nasty in the campground

  Bear with me. I\’m a 50yr. old w/m who has lived most of my life addicted to one or more of a number of mood and mind altering substances.I concicdered myself a heterosexual though I had experienced, over those years, occasional sexual activity with men.I\’d for the most part attributed these encountersto two main factors;I was high and horney and they we\’re genually looking for male sex. I was usually the reciepiant of satisfaction to completion and as time went on was more and more willing to recipricate, going as far as I could muster the erotic desire.(mostly because I was brought to orgasm first)I finally sought and recieved help for my life long battle against my chemical addictions. Thru hard work and perseverance I accumulated 3yrs. plus of clean time.My life was consumed by work and meetings.The only sexual gratificatin I enjoyed was at my own hand.When isvecbahis doing so,however,many times I would activate thoe memories of my sexual experiences with men.(few and breif as they were)One day, an old “so called friend” turned me onto crystal meth. This was one drug I had never done, so it\’s buzz to me was rather intruiging. Sexual activity was still far form my mind and I was injesting it only via smoking it. Then, one summer day while taking in the outdoor charm of a local county park and camp ground I struck up a conversation with a man who was decidedly gay, alone and horney. Also he seemed a bit \”wide eyed\” and unable to be still.I thought….meth? Nah, surely not. Dusk was falling, and the mesquitos were coming out when he suggested we go into his motor home.I was apprehensive but agreed.I was pretty certain he would want to fool around and didn\’t isveçbahis giriş know how I would respond. Not that I would be indignant, I just didn\’t know.After inside, he was eager to show me his plush accomidations. Upon entering the sleeping area, he realized I had noticed that in the resessed head board area sat a small glass of water, a spoon and a syringe. So as to relieve his ensuing panic I told him I was no big deal.Years ago, I would sometimes do coke that way.Then he asked if I had ever done meth that way. No I said. So he asked if I’d like to try some with him. Nervous,only at the prospect of using a needle again,reluctantly I agreed.He went to the front,locked the door and returned with a second spoon.From under the mattress he retrieved a rather large amount of crystal meth.He then put what I thought to be alot in one of the spoons.”you want about isveçbahis yeni giriş the same amount?” he asked. Not one to EVER be out done by ANYONE when it comes to how much of whatever to get high, I confidently responded,”of coarse”.Only a few moments had passed when both of us had our “rigs” ready to inject ourslves. Cringing I stuck my vien and pushed the plunger forward. Within seconds, my body was experiencing audio and visual stimulation like I had never felt. But more than that my body was very rapidly overcome with a surge of intense warmth.Then it hit me! My ass got hot and my cock started to ooze cum. My host, knowing what was going on in my body closed the bedroom door and turned down the lights by the dimmer switch. He took off his shirt and pulled off has sweat pants to reveal what looked to be a 6-7 inch cock getting fat and hard behind a silken g-sring with a dark spot where cum had already involuntarally had spurted from his stiffening lushous cock. Without  hesitation, I reached out eagerly to exspose his huge shaft in the dim light.I gave no second thought to I did next.