Indianapolis—July, 2022

I accepted a contract to do some work in Indiana for the month of July.  The first week there was intense and I had absolutely no time to even think about playing—until I suddenly did.  The powers that be decided to give us Saturday night off.  I couldn’t believe it—it was the night of CumUnion at the smaller bathhouse in Indianapolis. 

I cleaned up and got in the car.  I tried to convince Keshawn to meet me there, but he had other plans.  I got a locker in the basement.  On that level there is also the wet area, several rooms, some porn viewing, exercise equipment and a gloryhole playroom.  The middle floor is the entrance and lobby.  The third floor has the sling, a room with a fuck bench and cross, more porn viewing areas and a host of single rooms.

There were men about—maybe 30 of them, and mostly 40 years old and up.  I was a little early, but I had to leave no later than midnight to get enough sleep for work on Sunday.  I sat in the smallest of the porn areas, pulled out my dick and waited to see who would appear…

He’s a mousy looking man around my age, wrapped in a huge towel.  There are sofas in the room that form an L shape.  He sits, tentatively, on the one long side of the L looking across at me.  And my cock.  He can’t take his eyes off it.

“If you want to suck it, do it.”

He nods and carefully gets down on the floor in front of me—still wrapped tightly in his towel.  He kisses my cock head—and then my balls.  His mouth opens and he takes the head of my dick into his mouth.  He’s good.  Not great.  But a nice way to start the night.

A slightly beefy man, with his towel on his shoulder and his cock swinging, comes in.  He is my age too, with likely shoulder length hair that is pulled back into a ponytail.  He stops when he sees sex happening.  His bigger than average dick swells.  He strokes, watching us.  I nod to him.  I’d be fine with him in my mouth as I continue getting head.  But he has other ideas.  He drops to his knees behind my sucker and roughly pulls off the guy’s oversized towel.  He spits on the man’s ass and again on his cock.  He pushes into the guy’s pucker, with barely a murmur from the man giving me head.

I watch the fuck.  Ponytail is pumping hard enough to move the guy forward—and down slightly farther on my cock.  My sucker works harder—now that he is filled at both ends.  Moans occasionally escape from around my cock in his mouth.

“Take it,” mutters Ponytail. 

Moments later the man in the middle needs a break.  Ponytail pulls out, but stays there.  He sees all of my cock for the first time as the sucker gets up and quickly covers himself with the large towel.  Ponytail bends and takes me in his mouth.  He is better—more insistent.  Wetter.  Really trying to pull my cum out of me.

Ponytail takes a break, looking up at me.  “Fuck me?”

“Maybe in a bit,” I say, wanting to ease into the scene just a little more.  Ponytail nods and goes back to sucking.

A couple, in their late 50’s, come in.  Both are tall.  The tatted one has a shaved head and is ruggedly good looking.  His partner has a fringe of greying hair, and a hairy chest.  Instantly Ponytail gets up and goes to Hairy Chest.  He drops to his knees and starts sucking him.  I stand up.  Shaved Head goes to his knees and starts sucking me.  He’s the best of the three who have been on my dick tonight.  I can’t help but reach down and feel the butt cheeks of this hot man.  Hairy Chest nods to me.  They really are a couple, then.  I finger Shaved Head’s puffy ass lips as he continues to suck me.

Ponytail stands up. He impales himself on Hairy Chest’s cock.  This makes Shaved Head turn away from me so he can watch his man fuck Ponytail.   Hairy Chest plows him hard.  Suddenly he stops and nods to his partner.  They take off.

I go to Ponytail.  I want his hole.  Now.  I sink into him—for the first of many times that night.  He’s wet and hot.  His ass is still tight.  He groans around my cock.  I just keep fucking…

*

I wander.  I play a little with the youngest man here, maybe late 30’s in the dark room in the basement.  He loves sucking my cock, but has no interest in anal. I send him to the steam room to suck off the daddies who have congregated. 

I wander.  I find the couple in a room on the third floor. 

“Come in,” says Hairy Chest.  “Let my boy suck you.”

He is resting a cheek on the narrow bed.  Shaved Head is fully on it—and naked.  I join him, leaning against the wall at the foot of the bed.  Shaved Head goes to work on me.  His partner gives him pointers every once in a while.  “Go for his balls’ or “Take it all down.”  Each time he speaks, Shaved Head does what he says with even more enthusiasm than before. 

“I would really like to lick his ass,” I finally tell Hairy Chest.

“You should.  Get him ready for your cock in his hole.”

This seems to be news to Shaved Head.  But he gets on all fours and presents me with his hot butt cheeks.  I dive in—my tongue opening his hole easily.  I don’t think he’s been used tonight—he still tastes of the shower.  Shaved Head begins to pant.  Hairy Chest reaches over and begins twisting the nipple closest to him.  I rear up and slap my engorged cock on his now wet ass crack.  I smear some precum on his hole and go back to tonguing him—all under the watchful eye of Hairy Chest.

“Get on your back.  I want to see your face as he eats you out.”

SH flips.  There is no room for me, so I get on the floor and pull him around so I can kneel there and eat him out.  Shaved Head is panting.  Hairy Chest is now really twisting his nipples hard—especially the nipple in the middle of a faded bio hazard tat.  I lick and spit and prime him for my dick.

I stand up and begin the entry.

“It’s been a while for him,” Hairy Chest tells me. 

I can tell.  But when I have half of my length in him—he suddenly opens up and I glide in the rest of the way.  I fuck him with every trick I know—pleasing him and the man watching.

*

I get some head from a man I met before in Indy at a basement dungeon party.  He apologizes that he is not prepped for anal.  But his mouth is great.

I fuck Ponytail again.  First in his room—and then we take it to the sling.  He stays behind at the sling and tops another man.

I wander.  I should be going soon.  And I know what I want.  I find the couple.

“May I fuck your boy in the sling?”

“Absolutely.”

Their room is right across from the it.  I get Shaved Head’s feet in stirrups.  Hairy Chest sits on a bench, his eyes on us at all times.

I kneel and begin to eat his hole.  Shaved Head whimpers.  I think someone has been up him since I was.  I love the taste of the added juices. I stand up.  This time it is an easy glide into his ass.  Hairy Chest stands to see better.  I begin to pump into the man.

“Fuck him good.”

I do, long dicking him with each stroke.  My pubes grind against him.

“May I breed him?”

“Absolutely.”

I keep fucking.  My cum is churning in my balls.  It won’t be long now.

Hairy Chest knows it.  Shaved Head can feel it.  HC holds a bottle of poppers under my nose.

That does it.  I flood Shaved Head.  Blast after blast.  I hold onto the chains and marinate in him until I trust myself to move again.  I go down to his ravaged hole.  I kiss it lightly, first, as a thank you.  My tongue instinctively slithers into him.  I am rewarded with a dollop of my jizz.  I stand, bend and feed it to the groaning man.  We kiss and snowball my cum.  I move down and kiss his tat, brushing it with my lips.  Hairy Chest is there to kiss me as I stand up again…

The original, as always, is here:  From My Side of the Sling: The Couple at CumUnion (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  Auguust  14, 2022