My Playroom—June, 2022

I am a planner when it comes to sex.  I like to know ahead of time when and where—whether I am going to someone’s place or the man/men are coming here.  I am not a good guy for that late night text of:  “I’m horny—u still up?”

But that statement is not in stone.  A man let me know he would be driving home from the west side of the state (after a slutty weekend in Saugatuck, I assumed) and was wondering if I was available on Sunday morning.  He let me know that he was a friend of the man who you all know as the Fluid Pig. 

My balls churned a little.  Yes, I could be available.  We set a time the next morning after he got up.  He asked if I was good with a cummy hole—as there was a man who wanted a quick pump and dump a few miles before he got to me.  I assured him I was.  But the pump and dump guy cancelled as Ethan got to his town.  He was at my door ahead of schedule.

Ethan is mid-40’s, maybe 5’ 10” or so and in good shape.  He is a ginger cub.  He greets me with “I was always told by Fluid Pig (well, he said his name) to look you up if I was ever over this way.”  I show him down to the playroom to strip off.  I go back to my bedroom to shed my clothes.  I walk back in on him naked—and stroking to the porn on the big screen television...

I hang my robe on the door knob.  “Get on your knees and get me fully hard.”  I had not been hard at all until I walked in.  He is hot.  And eager.  I lean against the fuck bench, my cock mounding in a piss stained jock strap.  He is all over me the moment his knees hit the padded floor.  His breath is hot through the porous fabric.  He starts to tongue me through the pouch.  My cock engorges and pushes out the side.  His mouth finds me.  He moans softly as he takes me into his mouth. Then he pulls off me, freeing the rest of my cock from the tangle of fabric.

“He said you were big—well, fuck…”

He swallows me down.  Fully.  Choking himself on purpose—so I can feel his throat constrict.   He comes up for air, then works his active tongue into my piss slit.  He murmurs something unintelligible as he licks out my precum.

“Let me taste your ass.”  I motion for him to get up on the bench.  He does, displaying the mounds of his butt cheeks.  I kneel and dive in.  His hole has not been used before me, but it is gaping slightly from his weekend of fun.  I tongue him.  He begins to pant.  I spit and poke it into him.  And again.

“Fuck me with that big dick.”

I spit once more, stand up and push the helmet head in.  He groans—all passion, no pain.  I sink in slowly, inch by inch.

I barely hold a moment before he commands me to fuck him hard.

I do.  Hard enough to make the legs of the bench make a clanking sound

“Let me taste it!”

No question about ass to mouth here.  I pull out and let him slobber all over my ass flavored cock.  He moans.  I pull out, drool some additional spit down onto my cock and shove it back up his ass.

“Yes,” he croons.  “The harder the better.”

I fuck.  He cleans me.  I fuck some more.

“Fuck…” he groans as I pull out of his ass once more.  “You’ve made me cum twice.”

I do love giving my men assgasms. 

I know this is can’t be a long session as he has to get home.  I ask how long he has as we switch to the sling.

“I have two more stops before home—and they both love a cummy hole.”

“Then they’ll have one.”

I take a picture of his fucked ass.

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And of me eager to get back in.

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I fuck him first this time.  And eat his ass out after. 

My cock goes back in for another hard drilling. 

This time I let him crane his head around and clean me up.  He savors his ass juices.

“Feel free to use those toys if you want,” he tells me.

I grab the trusty egg headed dildo. 

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He takes it easily.  I fuck him with it.  I go back to my dick inside him, holding the toy up so he can see what he took.  He grabs his cock and jerks himself.  “Fuck, yes!”  He shoots.  A nice sized load.  “Keep going,” he pants.  “Don’t stop.”

But I do.  To mop up the load with my hand, cover my cock and pump it into him.  He groans, looking up into the mirror above him as he watches my cum coated cock slide into him.  I fuck him, frothing his cum.  I pull out and lick it all up.  I stand and lean over him.  He opens his mouth and I drool his cum into his mouth.  He is rock hard—still.

I re-lube up the toy with his own juices.  “Put that back in my mancunt.”  I turn it slightly as it slides in.

I stand up looking him right in the eye.  “You’re gonna be double fucked.”  I push the toy down.  My cock goes in with it.  Latex on one side of me and flesh on the other.  It’s a great feel.  I pump him hard.

He groans louder this time—his hole stretching, before he moans out “So full…”

“You want my seed?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I pull out and take the toy out.  I don’t want any of my cum to be wasted on it.  I plow back in.

“You going to let the other guys know you have my load inside you?”  I start pumping, our eyes locked.

“Yes, sir.  They love my ass to be used.” 

I pick up the speed of my fuck.

“You’re going to get a gut full.”

“Please,” he pants.  “Give it to me…”

That does it.  I am over the edge.  I grab the sling frame and hang on.  I shoot a good five or six spurts into him.  He grabs his cock, strokes and manages to shoot again as I stay deep inside him.  I pull out carefully to keep my load in place.  I bend and lick up his jizz—and go to my knees.  I reverse felch—pushing his load into his ass along with mine.

“That should give them some fun,” I say as I help him out of the sling and back on the road…

The original post is here, along with another 1430, From My Side of the Sling: Loading a Ginger Pig for Others to Enjoy (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 18, 2022.