Rural Georgia—June, 2022

It should come as no surprise to most of my readers, that I packed my sling and rimseat for this event.  I got them up to the room where the major gathering of the weekend was happening that night after the piss party.  I helped Ray and his volunteers set up the space after our early evening seminar.  Tonight, there was a hanging tarp, forming a wall, that cut off the play area from the bar.  Ray’s two slings were behind it, one on each side.  Mine was against the stage at the back.  We kept the cubes against the stage as well, handy to lean against to take cock.  The rimseat was off to the side.  I knew I wouldn’t use it until closer to the end of the evening.

There had been a steady influx of men who were coming to the party tonight.  The ticket acted as a day pass, so they could enjoy the pool, have dinner at the café, etc before it started at 9pm.  I donned my boots and jock and wrist band at my tent.  I didn’t bother with shorts and shirt to the short walk up to the clubhouse…

The sexual energy in the room is palpable.  Men are gathering—and it’s not quite start time.  I lean against a cube and drink from my water bottle.  The porn guys arrive—jocked and booted.  They move back into the space.  I can’t take my eyes off the man who has the cabin across from my tent.  He is mid-30’s. Asian and nicely worked out without going overboard.  We have flirted all day.  He has sat on his veranda jerking to porn on his phone.  Now I see his ass—it is perfectly shaped.  He sees my dick, jutting to the side of the jock pouch.  He wanders over.  We actually introduce ourselves, (Ethan) before my tongue is deep in his ass as he leans against one of the cubes. 

Ethan groans.  “Fuck me with your tongue…”

I do.  Over and over.

Ethan notices that one of Ray’s slings are open, as mine is full.  He leads me over and hops in.  He gets his ankles in the stirrups before I can help him.  “Now eat my ass again.”

I go to my knees.  He is opening easily.  He squeezes down on my tongue—milking it as if it were my cock.  I stand up, spit once more on my cock and slide in.  No inching.  Just a wonderfully steady glide home. 

Ethan’s eyes roll up and then come back to focus right on me.  “Fuck, that’s a nice cock.  Fuck me hard.”

 He doesn’t have to ask me twice.  I begin fucking him.  There are other men’s hands all over his chest and playing with his semi-hard uncut cock.  I fuck into him, grinding my pubes against his smooth butt cheeks.  Suddenly I pull out, kneel and go back to rimming his rather hairy ass crack.  He is making ass jizz like crazy.  I slurp it up.  Ethan moans.  I stand, spit some of his juices onto my cock and plow back into him…

*

The large man with the talented ass finds me.  My sling is available.  He loves how comfortable my wider sling is compared to others.  We have a good ‘get re-acquainted’ fuck.  He asks me to bring my ass flavored cock to the side of the sling so he can taste himself on me.  I oblige.  Repeatedly.

When we take a break, Antonio, the hot Latin who was my first fuck of the weekend, wants to try my sling.  He has been hanging out with some other Latin men most of the weekend and they crowd around to see my cock in action—the cock he’s obviously told them about.  I eat his hole.  It is open and wet—his ass lips slightly puffy, even this early in the night.  He does love cock.  I eat him out, enjoying his wetness.

“You want my dick?” I ask, as I stand up.

He just grins at the stupid question.  I slide in and fuck.  His friends work his nipples.   A big bear of a man also steps up to watch and stroke.  I nod to him.  He seems to want in.

“Do you want his cock, too?”

Antonio nods, with an affirmative grunt.  I step aside and the Bear, with a thick dick, slides in.

“Damn, he’s wet,” grunts the Bear.  He fucks Antonio harder.  I kneel and watch his cock fuck into Antonio’s hot ass.  The Bear pulls out.  I lick him clean.  He’s surprised—but pleased.  It makes him fuck Antonio for a few more minutes.

He pulls out again.  “Lick my dick clean.”  I do, stand up and fuck Antonio with my now, even harder, cock…

*

Reuben Foxx comes over while I am leaning against a cube, surveying the party in progress.  Ray is in full top mode, working one of his slings.  Dallas is at the other.  David and RC seem to be working a man over in tandem as the guy leans against a cube.

“Would you like to try my sling?”

Reuben nods.  In moments, I am kneeling and eating his ass, as he sighs.  I stand up.  I get into him a little easier this time—with my sling being higher.  It’s a fun fuck.  I love watching his face as he takes my dick. 

Reuben needs to go play with others.  I lick his hole one more time before I help him out…

*

“I loved getting your piss.”  It’s a hairy bear from Atlanta. 

I agree that that party, though short, was hot.  My sling is busy now, so I suggest he lean against a block.  I eat his really hairy hole.  He groans and does poppers—which allows my tongue to sink even deeper into him.

“Eat my sloppy mancunt.”

Just as he says it, I get a huge dollop of some man’s cum on my tongue.  I groan.  When he realizes I love it, he squeezes and gives me some more.  I lick it up and stand.  My cock finds it’s way through the mass of fur and fucks into his hole.

“Shit, you’re big—the perfect size,” he croons. 

I fuck him hard.  I want to churn what is left of the load inside him.

“Deep,” he mumbles.  “You are pushing his cum so deep…”

I fuck harder—then pull out.  I am rewarded by stray cum clinging to all that hair.  I clean him up with my tongue and tell him to find me if he takes another load…

*

David emerges from the group of men.  “Wanna fuck me?”

I just laugh.  And kiss him.  He starts to lean against the cube, but I redirect him to my sling.  I really want that ass to have been in there.  I get him into the stirrups and kneel.  His ass is damp.  His hole is wet.  But it’s all lube and ass jizz.  My tongue knows the difference.  I spit into him.

“Now, fuck me,” he commands as I stand up.

I sink into him.  He feels great.  I inch in—not because I have to, but I want him to beg me with those eyes of his.  And he does.  Only breaking our gaze as I bottom out deep inside him.  I begin a slow pump.  In and out.  David grabs his cock and strokes along with me.

As I speed up, he stops stroking, makes eye contact again and begins to babble about how good he feels, how big I am, how much he loves to get fucked.

His words work and I do just what he wants:  I fuck him harder.  And soon, harder yet.

The large man with the talented ass stops by.  He works David’s nipples—and occasionally sucks his cock.  I never pause in the fucking.  David’s ass is getting wetter and wetter from the battering it’s taking.

I stop.

“I want you on my rimseat.”

“Hell, yes…”

I get him out of the sling and lead the way.  I get under.  That magnificent wet ass sits on my face, obliterating the light—and much of the sound of the party.  My tongue finds his hole…

(I will continue this next post….)

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend Saturday: Three Slings in Action (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  July 29, 2022