My Playroom—December, 2020

We talked online all through November.  Soon we switched to text.  His pictures were certainly intriguing.  In his very early 30’s, he was a tall-ish bear with long hair, a full beard and tons of body hair.  I soon learned he had a fun sense of humor and was kinky.  Very Kinky.  He had come from India to a neighboring Great Lake state to pursue his post graduate degree.  He was finding few kink daddies in his college town before Covid.  And no one now.

I invited him to come for a play session whenever he felt comfortable.  And, as he was far enough away, he could stay on the night on the bed in the playroom.  By mid December, Udarsh took me up on it.

He arrived late in the afternoon, a flurry of hugs and gifts.  Then we went straight to the shower to get scrupulously clean.  I laid out my lubes, lubes he brought and, as he told me “a mystery sack full of goodies.”

Udarsh kneels on the padded floor.  “I want your big cock,” he murmurs.  I start to take it out of the mildly dirty jock I’m wearing.  He stops me and pulls me by the hips into his face.  He takes deep breaths of the piss and cum scented fabric.  He begins to gnaw at it—and then to lick it with his wide, wet tongue.  My cock grows—shoving its way out the side of the pouch.  He swallows me down until he chokes.  He pulls off me, bringing up huge strands of deep throat spit.  His hand smears it on every inch of my engorged cock.  He sighs and deep throats me again.  This next batch of spittle goes all over my balls.  He then licks them clean—before spitting the gob back on my cock head and smearing it all around again.

I need to fuck.

I get him on the bench.  I spend almost as long on my knees as he did, tasting and probing his ass with my tongue.  The hair is a jungle back there—one I can’t get enough of parting with my tongue.  Soon enough I learn that I love the look of it clinging to my wet dick as I fuck him.

We move to the usual egg headed dildo so I can double fuck. He takes it well.  I have to slow down as I add my own cock alongside it.  But he opens and stretches.   He hits the poppers—and loves the stretch even more.

We move to the sling.  I finally have piss.  I coat his hairy ass crack.  He sighs and groans.  I wring out all that hair with my tongue, swallowing my own juice down.  I am super hard as I fuck him.  The chains rattle.  The sling sways.

I move from cock to toys…the black butt plug.  The black balls on a hard stem.  The biggest butt plug I have.   And the toy that is about the length of my forearm.

I now start with my J-lubed fingers, but switch to the speculum.  I crank it open.  I stand up and piss inside him.  He groans loudly.  My cock pushes into the piss laden hole—held open by the stainless steel medical instrument.  I fuck him, pulling piss out of his ass on each backstroke.

I fuck longer—even after the piss is gone…then screw the speculum shut.  I work my left into him easily now.  The right takes a little longer, but soon enough slips in.  I begin to alternate hands.  Left and Right.  I finally stop when I think his legs need a break from being up in the air.

Udarsh drinks water.  I drink my hot tea. 

“You should get in the sling,” Udarsh suggests.  “I have to piss.”

I hop in.  My legs slip into the stirrups.

He hands me his poppers.  “Take a big hit.”

I do.  I look up into the mirror.  His dick is out of his jock—and he aims it at my ass.  I am deluged with a blast of piss.  It goes on and on.  He is emptying his entire bladder on my ass crack, balls and cock.  I am fucking soaked—and it feels great.  And then his tongue is lapping at me everywhere.  He is licking up every drop of his piss.  On my balls, on my cock—and then he kneels and begins to lick my ass.  I groan and take another hit.  As always it loosens my tongue.

“Fuck…eat my hole…”

He groans and burrows into me.  I can no longer see his face in the mirror as he is plastered against my wet, hairy ass.

“Get all that piss.  Lick it up, fucker…”

He does.  And spits it back on my tight pucker.  And then does it all over again. 

He comes around the side of the sling with a mouthful of piss and spit.  It goes on my exposed armpit.  He bends and laps it all up again—now mixed with the sweat I’ve worked up having vigorous sex.  

“Use the bottle,” he instructs me as he leaves my pit and goes back to my butt.  I am not nearly as damp there now, but he kneels again and begins to lap and kiss all around my butt cheeks, not just the ass crack.  I take the hit.  As soon as he hears the cap replaced, he begins pushing the sling away from him with both hands.  I swing away and smack back into his face—and his hardened tongue aligning right on my ass hole.

He groans each time I smack into him with a wet sounding splat.  I groan right along with him as he eats me out…

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I fist him for quite awhile.  At first just alternating hands and then dick.  Eventually it becomes fist and hand together. 

We pause again.  We drink.  I have to piss again.  Udarsh gets back in the sling.  I fuck him for a moment.  Then I stand stock still.  And concentrate.  The plumbing re-connects in my dick…and I begin to piss.  And I can’t stop.  I am pumping my entire bladder full of piss up his ass.

“Oh, fuck…” Udarsh groans.  “So heavy…And full.”

I finally run dry.  I fuck a moment in it.  Then pull out.

“I want to drink it.”  I yank out the rimseat from where it is hiding next to the filing cabinet full of odds and ends of sex equipment.  I crawl under and Udarsh sits.  My tongue goes up and into him.  I expect a rush—and get a single drop.  I do it again.  And once more…and have to glue my mouth around his puffy ass lips.  It gushes out and straight down my throat.  I stop stroking.

When it finally stops, I go back to a regular rim job on his abused hole.

Suddenly he gets up.  “Close your eyes,” he tells me.  I do, thinking he is going to ride my dick.  Instead I hear the rustle of paper.  I hear the bag drop back to the floor.  Udarsh sits back down on the rimseat. 

My tongue goes right back into him.  Instantly I can feel something in his butt.  For an instant, I worry—and then my tongue recognizes it.  He pops out a candied coated peanut into my mouth.   And then another.  I think I eat six out of his ass.  An M&M has never tasted so good…

When he is empty—he gets up.  I get him into the sling and fuck an amazingly large load into his ass.

Udarsh was great company.  We liked our play so much—we did it all again by midwinter.

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