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My first time using poppers occurred when I was 16. At this point, I was already well-versed in sex
with men – having had a steady boyfriend (who had just passed away) and I was
sneaking out of the house to go to the gay clubs in town. I had also learned about cruising the year
before during a school trip (I’ll save that for another post). I was too young to have been doing what I was
doing with whom I was doing it with, but I do not regret any of the shenanigans
I got into.
I was engaged in a bit of naughty play in the back room of the larger gay bar in town. Me and 2 other guys were getting head from a very eager cocksucker – the man on his knees, switching from cock to cock. One of the other guys had his hand down my pants and was teasing my hole with his finger. I knew he wanted to fuck me, but I was a little apprehensive about doing it in the club. My pants were lowered in a way that from the front, they looked fine (other than my fly being open and the 40-something guy gobbling on my cock), but my ass was fully exposed from the back.
The gentleman’s finger was replaced by his cockhead. My nervousness about doing this in the club kept me from opening up, so the man produced a small bottle from his pocket and handed it to me. At this point, I had only seen others use poppers – never trying them myself or having them offered to me. In my bid to seem older than I was (16, in a bar that was 21+ that evening – and the 3 guys around me were all at least in their 40s), I took the bottle and simply mimicked what I had seen others do. I unscrewed the cap, brought the bottle up to my left nostril, and while using my thumb to close my right nostril, I inhaled deeply for 5 seconds, then quickly repeated the action with my other nostril.
After screwing the cap back onto the bottle, I felt it. An intense warmth spread across my face and a strong sensitivity could be felt in my crotch. At this point, the man’s cock slid into my ass with only his precum for lube, and I barely noticed. I had to hold onto a cocktail table in order to keep my balance. The sensations were unbelievable for me. At 16, my experiences with anything drug-related were limited to alcohol, a couple of times smoking pot, and one hit of acid (it was the 90s).
This went on for a while, the man fucking me pulled out and came in the cocksucker’s mouth. While that occurred, the other man who was standing with us had gotten the poppers and handed them back to me. I took 2 more deep hits as he slid into my ass and fucked me for a few minutes until I came, giving the cocksucker his 2nd load. After we got ourselves presentable, I went to hand the man his bottle of poppers back, and he said “keep ‘em.”
I remember that bottle very well. It was a 9ml (it was a while ago) bottle of Rush. This was before they put “Original” on the label. The bottle was ¾ full, but it lasted me a good year. I didn’t bottom that often, and I only used it when I wanted to get fucked. Over time, I learned that not all poppers are created equal. I only bought Rush for myself, but once when I was 20, I was offered a bottle of something or other, and I blindly took a huff, and had the worst headache of my life – and it lasted for 2 days. I never used poppers again after that – not until this past year.
I was gifted a bottle of Rush Original from a sex friend. It sat in a drawer for about 2 months before I dared to use it. And the memories – the positive memories – came back. And that warmth, and tingle… it all came back and I enjoyed it very much. So, I endeavored not to demonize or fear poppers anymore, and set out to find “good” poppers.
Thankfully, I now have a robust group of friends and acquaintances with whom I can discuss sex and poppers and kinks and whatnot without any sort of fear and/or judgement – and know that whatever feedback and advice I get will be worthwhile. I first started on my own and decided to try something other than Rush. I bought the bottle of Mutiny. It is quite good, though I am not wild about the extra additives added for the scent – which ends up sticky on the rim of the bottle. A friend recommended 2 others – Jungle Juice, which is pretty good (it reminds me of a slightly stronger version of the Rush) – and the Old English white label, which is now my go-to if I bottom.
I am no longer afraid of poppers. I wouldn’t put myself into the “popper-pig” category just yet, but I am much more enthusiastic than I ever was before. I also credit my newfound appreciation for them in (ahem) loosening my apprehension about getting new anal toys. Thus far, there are 4 types of poppers in my rotation. I am always looking for new additions, so if anyone reading this would like to leave their suggestions, recommendations, or whatnot, please do so in the comments below.
-D-
