I had a number of fisting encounters as I got back to playing that I am not reprinting here.   If you care about those, follow this link for the first of them:  [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/11/fisting-ginger-bear.html

Lansing—September, 2020

I stayed home each time after my fisting meets.  Work was over, so that part was pretty easy.  A week into my second self-isolation, I got a text from the couple who live north of me—and who I usually see, in normal times, at the monthly gathering of like minded, bareback loving men in Grand Rapids.  They wondered how I was doing—and if I was playing with anyone.  I told them what I had done—the motel and the fistings.  They had done nothing since spring—and wanted to see what the three of us might feel comfortable doing.  We talked (one of them works in health care, no less,) and we agreed we would be fine with the three of us to meet by the weekend.

And then it grew to four.  They really wanted to include a versatile man to give the top in the relationship a new hole to fuck.  It was a man they knew and trusted….and so I went for it.

It was a great fall day to drive north.  My hosts answered the door. 

(The top is tall and thin, and graying at the temples.  His dick is about my length—but is significantly thicker as you go down the shaft.  He loves me to fuck a hole first—so he has an easier time getting in.  His other half (Tim) is versatile, a few years younger, shorter and good looking.) 

We chatted in their living room as we waited for the fourth man.  We didn’t have to wait long.  Soon Tim ushers in a man in his mid 40’s.  He was fit, built and reminded me of the man in the pit where I get my oil changed.  I was instantly hard.

We all were given a bottle of water and headed for the master bedroom…

We strip down.  Everyone keeps on some kind of a jock, but the other Top.  I kneel and lace up my boots.  When I straighten up, the guy I don’t know is kneeling on the bed and trying to get the Top’s cock all the way down his throat.  Tim is watching and stroking.  I tell him to kneel on the bed and I go to my knees and dive into his ass.  My tongue finds his warm pucker and begins to massage it open.  I spit three or four times and stand up to fuck.

The new guy is choking on dick—but in a hot kind of way.  I wipe a drool of pre-cum from my dick head on the wet hole in front of me and slide halfway in. Tim groans, poppers up—and his ass welcomes me all the way in.  I fuck.  The sound of my nuts slapping the fleshy ass makes the new guy pull off the dick and look at us.  He repositions himself so Tim can suck his cock—as my mechanic fantasy goes back to sucking the Top. 

I fuck hard and fast

We shift again, each of us now tasting the New Guy in turn.  When we aren’t sucking him, we find another cock or ass to feast on.  Tim gets the New Guy hardest and sits on it, to the delight of his partner.  I take my turn of the Top’s dick, swallowing him nicely until the dreaded bulge, as he watches his boy get impaled.

The guys re-position the fuck.  Tim is on his knees, NG is standing up to fuck.  I squirm under Tim so I can lick the underside of NG’s dick as he plows Tim.  The Top sucks me.  NG loves my tongue on his shaft and balls as he fucks—and says so, calling me a ‘fucking pig.’ 

Tim is fucked harder now.  I have to suck Tim’s dick to get out of the way as NG drills him.

Finally, Tim pulls off him, collapsing on me.  “We should take this upstairs to our playroom.”

We all agree.  I grab my bag but am stopped by the New Guy saying, “Let me suck that again.”

I let him.  And in moments he goes from getting my dick wet to kneeling on the bed, pleading with me to go easy on his ass.  I tease his hole with my wet cock.  Just my dripping cock head is sucked into his hungry hole.  I don’t go deep.  Just enough to make him pant.

“Let’s go find our hosts.”

We grab our water bottles and go upstairs to what was once a maid’s room.  There is a big bed, a sling on a frame and a rimseat.

“We got the rimseat so you wouldn’t have to bring yours,” I’m told.

NG bends over the bed and announces he needs to be fucked.  I look at the Top.  He graciously gives me the go ahead with a wave of his hand.  His partner kneels and sucks the Top’s big dick as I kneel and eat out the ass I had toyed with downstairs.  I lick and prod his hole with my tongue.  He does poppers and begins pleading with me to get my dick in him.

I stand up and drive it home.  He takes it all the while giving the sexiest moans.  He’s a great fuck—a hole that talks to my dick and knows when to tighten and when to loosen up.  The Top stands and watches me fuck.  Our eyes connect.  I know he wants a turn.  I lean across NG’s back and whisper in his ear that he’s about to get a thicker cock.

His only response is to inhale poppers again.  I pull out and the Top fucks him without mercy.  My cock is cleaned by Tim—before he leans over the bed and inserts it into his ass.  The two men bottoming reach out and hold onto each other as they take more than seventeen inches of dick between them.

This does it for NG.  We’ve turned him.  He does not top again the entire session.  I fuck Tim in the sling, while NG rides the Top prone on the bed.

Then we switch holes.  Tim rides his partner and I fuck NG in the sling. 

I get under the rimseat and eat out Tim’s wet, loose hole.  I can hear the Top pounding into NG.  Suddenly there is a cry—The Top has to be unloading in NG.  Tim stands up, straddling me.  I can’t move, even if I want to.

“Sit here.” 

It’s Tim directing NG to sit on the rimseat—and for me to eat his partner’s load out of the dripping, hairy ass.

He sits, poppers up and the cum from his hole begins to drip into my mouth.  I clean him up, getting every drop my tongue can find.  I tongue fuck him, over and over.  I hear the Top go downstairs.

Tim pulls NG up off the seat.  “Get in the sling,” he tells him.  Tim helps him into the stirrups as I raise the seat and stand up.  “You should cum in his ass,” Tim says.

“You don’t want it?”

“I have had it plenty of times…give it to him—and fuck in the cum still in there.”

I spit in my hand and slather it on my dick.  I slide in.  Tim stands to the side, working NG’s nips with one hand while beating off his own dick.  NG kneads his semi hard.  I fuck him.  Hard and long strokes.

Then by standing still and moving the sling back and forth on my rampant hard on.

“Fill him up,” Tim croons.  “Breed him.”

“Yeah, give me more seed…” NG moans around the popper bottle held to his mouth.

I pick up the tempo—and explode deep inside the wet ass.

Tim hears me—and fires across the hairy chest in front of him.

My hand swipes up some of his load and coats my cock with it.

“Fuck it into him,” groans Tim.

I do.

The New Guy’s cock hardens as he realizes what just happened. 

And he drools out a load…

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