Northwestern Indiana—January, 2020

So I got the plumped up condom from the last post home, tied off with a knot.  I taped it to a card and wrote the date on it and the number of loads.  I opened the computer and jotted a few things down about the sperm donors so I could whisper them into the Fluid Pigs ear as I loaded him.  But that was the middle of next week. 

I had a full weekend of play first—both sessions I will touch on here.  I have thought for the five weeks since I did it, how to write up the Sunday fisting session.  This was with a ginger haired friend of long standing.  And it really was all about opening his hole with my hands.  My dick got involved very briefly only at the top of the play. 

When I concentrate on just fisting, my erection goes away as I become so engrossed in what I am doing in his ass.  I know that exclusive fisting is not what most of my readers read me for, so I will simply say it was a long afternoon session (before he served me a delicious chicken soup that was simmering on the stove.)  My hands and toys gave him a great stretch and a number of internal orgasms.  I didn’t get off and that was just fine, for I had shot the day before with an orgasm that racked my body. 

So—Saturday.

Don and Reid, the couple opening their relationship, wanted to meet in a public play space.   We chose the bookstore that is a cinema on one side of the lobby and a gloryholed arcade on the other as it is sort of halfway between our two homes.   I got there first…

I am stroking in the cinema.  A really hot bisexual movie is playing.   A very timid Middle Eastern man comes in.  He continually steals glances at my dick, even though he is engrossed by the movie.  He occasionally adjusts his pants around his growing cock, but he never unzips.

He leaves—and moments later the guys come in.  We greet each other with hugs…and Don goes to his knees.  My cock is out, so he starts there, giving me excellent head.  Reid unzips and I cup his balls as his cock grows to full size.   I move Don over to his partner and let him take as much as he able down his throat.  It is so damn thick.  I go to my knees and lick the balls I had been gently squeezing.

Don pulls off Reid’s cock and, using his tongue, pushes it towards me.  We spend the next five minutes going back and forth licking and sucking every inch of that mammoth beauty.  The juicy head, the full balls, and finally just the shaft—one mouth on each side of it, going back and forth.

I have to get off my knees and stand.  Don dives for my dick and I stroke Reid’s wet shaft.

The curtain opens.  I can’t believe it.  Coming in is Ryan, the one-time blogger of Spreading My Legs.  He grins at me and gets his dick out.  He seems to recognize the guys.  I push Don’s head over to Ryan.

“Get his dick hard.”

He takes Ryan to the root and begins working his talented tongue on him.  I hunker down, giving my knees a break and suck on Reid.  Soon it is an oral free for all.  Reid lets everyone suck him as the three of us do him or each other.  We pump each other’s mouths.  We lick balls and cocks—and eventually I turn Don around and stick my tongue up his ass.  This makes Ryan stoop sucking on Reid so he can watch. 

I get Don’s hole nice and wet before I say “You need to taste this…” knowing just how much Ryan loves to eat ass.  He dives in.  Reid and I stroke, watching Don hold on to the low wall and grind his ass back into Ryan’s face.

I also make Ryan get my dick wet again.  With Ryan still on his knees, I fuck Don.   Ryan only stands up when he wants to get into Don, too.  I give way and let him fuck Don’s ass.  Reid smirks and calls his boy a slut, never stopping the stroking of his cock as he watches his boy be used.

Soon it is his turn.  He fucks Don—showing him no mercy.  I am busy cleaning Ryan’s cock, tasting of Don’s hot ass.

We break and go to the arcade side.  We scatter, Reid following a cute boy into a booth.  When I come out from taking a piss, Don finds me.  “Follow me.”  He leads me to the back booth.  We both go in.  He taps the wall.  A thick cock comes through it.  “Suck it—I have.”

I go to my knees and suck the disembodied cock.  I miss not being able to hold onto his nuts, but I do like not having a clue as to what the guy looks like.

I come up for air.  Don goes to the hole.  “Fuck me over here.”

And the guy is at our door in no time.  He’s cute, 30-something, and kind of beefy.  It’s a tight fit in the booth for three, but we make it work.  He drops his pants and I tell him to fuck Don—the only stipulation is that I get to clean his cock when he’s done.

“You mean…I get to fuck him bare?”

I nod.  Don, pants around his ankles, bends and holds onto the wall, jutting his full ass toward us.  The kid spits on his dick and plows into him...

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