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Farewell to Palm Springs


Palm Springs—September, 2021

I was flying out at an ungodly time on Tuesday morning.  Monday was going to be spent exploring Joshua Tree National Park.  That left Sunday to be the last day of sex.  Jay and I decided to return to the gay resort that might as well be an outdoor bathhouse right down the hill from his house...

 

We arrive around 11 am, with our packed lunches for later.  We set up under an awning with a view of the pool.  The crowd is thinner than Wednesday…but we are thinking that there will be a lot of men who were here for the weekend checking out—and will want to get off one more time before going home. 

We go cruising.  The porn viewing area has a couple of men.  We go to the air conditioned sling room. A few men are stroking to porn here, too.   Jay hops up on the exam table.  He’s on his back, legs high and spread.  I kneel and eat his hole.  In moments he has a man in his mouth.  That is my cue to stand up and fuck him.  I work him open with slow, insistent strokes.

I invite the man in his mouth to fuck him.  He is handsome, just a shade younger than me and with a series of exquisite tattoos on his chest and thigh.  He grins and comes down.  He has a long, thin dick with a large PA.  I make room and he sinks into Jay.  He fucks him hard and fast.  The moment he pulls out, Jay rolls off the table and cleans his cock.

“Will you fuck me?”  asks PA guy.

I agree and he crosses the room and gets in the sling.  Jay moves to the side to play with his nipples as I lick PA Guy’s hole.  He has had a busy weekend.  His hole is puffy—though seemingly not used this morning.  I spend a lot of time sucking, spitting and rubbing my beard around his ass as he groans his appreciation.  I stand up and insert.  He is one of those men who know how to use his hole.  He squeezes at just the right moments of my insertion. 

I fuck him slowly.  He is getting wetter and wetter with each stroke of my hard dick.  I build to a faster pace.  I am now really fucking him with all my strength.  His cock is rock hard.  I love watching the PA jiggle with each thrust.

I stop suddenly.  I pull out—I just have to taste his over juiced ass.  I go to my knees and push my face between his spread cheeks.  His ass jizz puddles on my tongue.   I swallow most it—and stick some of it back into his hole for the round two fuck.  I rise—and slide into him.  He grunts.  Jay twists his nipple and occasionally bends to lick up the pre-cum drooling out of the man’s sizable cock.

I only stop fucking him when he finally asks for a break.  I do one more clean-up of his hole with my tongue before I help him out of the sling.  Jay loves the guy’s ass juices one my throbbing cock…

*

The resort was to have sponsored a fisting event this weekend.  It has been cancelled as an event, but there are many men here who came to the resort anyway.  I find one I talked to online in his room.  I spend a happy 45 minutes working his wide open hole until he has to get to the airport.

*

I fuck a guy in the barracks sling.

I suck some cock there, too.  And let many men do mine. 

It’s hot.  I head back to the air conditioned porn room.  I sit in a low chair under one of the screens.  Almost instantly I have an older man in my mouth.  A younger guy crawls between both sets of our legs, knocks my hand off my dick and sucks me.

We go on like this—and attract more men of every description.  Other spectators begin sucking the man next to them.  A new man gives me his cock when the first man pulls out of my mouth.  No one seems to be trying to get off.  There are now ten of us giving or getting head.  Partners keep changing.  There is yet another new man in my mouth and a new guy is on my cock as the young one is now sucking off another daddy to my right.  We keep changing dicks—some going from the fellated to dropping to their knees.  We are a Bosch painting come to life.

And without any visible reason, the men begin to disappear and within a minute, I am the only one in the shed…

*

“I’ve been looking for you.”  It’s the leg tatted, PA guy.  “Will you fuck me until I shoot?  I need to get out of here.” 

We go back to the porn shed with the sling. 

I spend even more time eating his ass.  I can tell he has found another top this afternoon.  I savor the man’s seed he left behind in this muscular ass.  I stand up—and indicate my mouth is full.  He nods…and I slowly drool some of the stranger’s cum into PA Guy’s mouth.  He savors it, swallows and we kiss.

My cock is in his ass crack as we squirm together.  I reach down and it is an easy insertion—barely breaking the kiss.  We tongue fuck each other’s mouths as my cockhead swells and drools.

I straighten up and begin the fuck.  Slow and easy.  He jerks his cock.  I spit on it—and give him a dollop of lube from the tiny bottle in my jock.  His eyes roll up into his head as I pick up the tempo.  I can tell he’s close.

And, remarkably, so am I. 

I pause a moment to eat his ass one more time.  A kiss.  We relish the taste of the ass jizz and cum still clinging to tongue.  We are both on the edge.

He blasts first—and the spasms of his ass squeeze me until I erupt and replace all the sperm I have eaten out of him…

 

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Farewell to Palm Springs (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  November 13, 2021

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