My Playroom—September, 2022

My faithful readers will certainly remember the young man I christened College Piss Boy.  He came to the playroom three times taking piss down his throat (and all over his body) but especially on his ass (which I licked up) while giving me excellent head between piss loads.  Each time he had taken my load orally, and bemoaned that he had stopped getting fucked with the pandemic.

“My hole is just too tight.”

I had to agree that it seemed to be, though it opened nicely with all the tonguing I did to it.

In the late summer he wanted to change that.  He asked me about toys to stretch his ass.  I suggested a set of graduated butt plugs—and found some on Fort Troff that he liked.  He ordered them and wrote me an enthusiastic text—and then I heard no more.

Until the last day of the September.  “Daddy, I want your large mancock in my tight pussy.” 

We texted back and forth all morning.  He couldn’t get away, with work and class, until the night.  The texting was great foreplay, as he kept saying his hole was still too tight, but he needed my cock in it anyway.  And how he thirsty he was….on and on.  Then, he found out his afternoon class was cancelled. He went home to prepare and a few hours later was at my door…

He is always taller than I remember.  I don’t have to lean down at all to kiss him hello.  Tall and thin and hung.  I send him down to the playroom to strip off as I do the same in my bedroom.  I go down the back stairs.  I have a very wet Dick Wadd gangbang playing on the big screen television.  Piss Boy has dressed in Fem/slutty mode:  a lacy crop top, knee high socks and a short skirt that covers his meaty cock stuffed into a cock cage.

I toss my robe on the chair and lean against the fuck bench.  Piss Boy goes to his knees and begins licking my cock through the jock.   I manage just the tiniest blast of piss—just enough to let him taste it.  He groans and redoubles his efforts.  My cock grows. 

“Take it out and suck me properly.” 

He does, taking me to the root the moment the fabric is bunched to the side.  Expertly.  He drags up a load of deep throat spittle as he pulls off me.  I catch the gooey mess and coat my balls with it.  He is right there—licking it up and groaning in the back of his throat.  I nudge him back to my cock.  He tongues just the flared head.  Then it’s down my full length.  I hold his head in place for a mental count of three before I release.  He pulls off sputtering—and happy.  There’s more spittle—which I smear around my cockshaft.

“I love your cock, Daddy.  It is made for my mouth.”

I pull him to his feet and look deep in his eyes.  “You still want me to fuck you?”

His answer is to kneel on the fuck bench.  The skirt bunches around his waist.  “Eat my ass, Daddy.  Make it yours, just like my throat.”  I kneel and eat his ass for a long time.  It is so smooth—so different from most of the men I play with—it is a huge turn on.  I try to piss on his crack, but for the moment the well is dry.  I tongue him some more, stand up and rub my cock down his crack. 

He shivers. “Go slow.  I know I haven’t stretched enough.”

I go back to a kneel and work my tongue in.  His hole is flowering open nicely.  I lube up as I eat him out again.  When I stand back up, I let my cockhead rest on his hole.  I lean in slightly and the head begins to disappear.  He gasps and I begin talking to him, telling him I have wanted this from the first time we met.  Distracted, his ass unclenches and lets me in, in a slow single motion.  My hips are grinding against his smooth bubble butt before he realizes it. 

And then he does: “Oh, fuck!!  I’m so full.”

I hold.  And then I begin our first fuck.  Slow and gentle.  He is dripping precum through the cage.  I give him a shallow fuck for the first few minutes.  Now I am building fast.  And he can take it.  He even eggs me on: “Ruin my boycunt…harder!”  So I put a foot up on the bench and give him every inch of my cock on every stroke.  “Fuck me!” he croons.

I pull out.  He knows I am bringing my dick to his mouth.  He eagerly licks me clean, savoring the taste of his ass.  Now I can give him some piss.  He swallows two quick spurts.  A third piss spurt goes on his opened hole.  I lick him clean before I fuck him again.

More fucking.

More piss.

More ATM.  He devours my fuck cock every time I bring it to him.

We break, lying on the bed.  I am on my back with my legs spread wide.  He is between them—sucking the cock that has just given his ass so much pleasure.  Cock.  Balls.  Back and forth.

“Swing around and let me eat your ass as you suck me this way around.”

It’s a great fit.  My cock fills his throat and his now fucked hole is right in my face.  We happily use our tongues, lips and mouths on each other, until we both want to fuck again. 

We move to the sling.  It’s an easy entry at this point.  His hole is mine for the night.  I plow him until I’m breathless.  I catch my breath by lying in the sling and letting him lick my balls.  I am able to give him some piss, too.  It shoots up and rains down on my hairy balls.  With a moan, he slurps it up until they are piss free.

I set up the rimseat by the edge of the bed, but get him back in the sling first.  I fuck him.  Harder now.

“Do you want some piss in your ass?”

“Yes, Daddy…Please…” he pants.

I let fly.  I can’t tell how full I am filling him.  I fuck, churning it for a moment.  We both love the sloshing sounds in his gut.

“Rimseat.”

I get under and he sits down.  My piss dribbles out of his ass and into my mouth.  He is moaning and his caged cock is dripping onto my chest.

“This feels so dirty,” he murmurs.  “So right…”

I expect a gush of piss, but I don’t get it.  I just give him a great rimming as I jerk myself.  Suddenly, he springs off me, His mouth is on my cock.  I grunt and can’t believe I’m about to shoot.  But I do.  Over and over.  Piss Boy takes every drop of my cum as I squirm, trapped in place...

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: College Piss Boy Finally Gives Me His Ass (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  October 26, 2022