My Playroom—March, 2024

Keshawn and I had not seen each other since I had a gig near his home, back in the early fall.  We kicked around several ideas of another meet, but nothing fit both of our busy schedules.  I got a text at the beginning of March asking if I could play during the day.  I could, but I didn’t have the time for the round-trip travel down to him as my gig was each evening that month.  No problem, he would come up to me.

So right in the middle of the month, he arrived, looking good and horny as fuck.  He used my shower to prepare after his almost three hours in the car.  I found some Skynmen porn and put it on the big screen television.  I melted some coconut oil.  In no time, we were naked in the playroom…

Keshawn is so ready for my dick.  He climbs right into place on the fuck bench.  There is no thought at all of warming me up with his mouth.  And that’s just fine.  I am rock hard looking at his full ass cheeks.  I go to my knees, pull them apart and my tongue spears into his warm pucker.  He gasps—and then begins to pant.  I lick and spit and poke my saliva deep inside him.  I smear the coconut oil all over my cock as I eat him out.

I stand up.  My dripping cock head slaps against his hole.  I hear him popper up.  I push in.  Damn, he’s tight today.  I tell him so—and how good it feels.  He tells me it’s been a while since he took cock.  I am already fucking him with deep, long strokes.  I can’t help it.  My hairy pubes are grinding against him as he takes my full length with each thrust.

I pull out.  I bring my wet cock to his mouth.  Keshawn loves the taste of his own ass.  He sucks me clean, spending some time on my balls, too, where the coconut oil and ass jizz have pooled.  I go back.  I don’t bother to re-lube, I slide back in with his spit on my dick.  His face is focused on the mirror on the side wall, that reflects his ass being hammered by my cock.

I slap his butt.  Hard.  Making his ass contract around my cock.  He groans.  I moan out how good he feels, gripping my cock.  I slow the fuck down.  Each.  Stroke.  Deliberate.  And hard.

Keshawn groans again and tells me to fuck him faster.  I do.  Repeatedly.

Another session of sweet ATM.  He licks me clean, swallowing down his ass jizz.  His tongue can’t stay out of my piss slit.

One more round of fucking before he gets up to stretch his legs.  Now he kneels in front of me and gives me the kind of cocksucking that usually starts our sessions.  He leaves me dripping with precum and his spit, before climbing into the sling.

I return the favor by kneeling and tonguing his well fuck hole.  His ass lips are beginning to puff up.  I spend a lot of time sucking them into my mouth and teasing them with my tongue.

“Fuck...” he groans.  I hear the poppers open.  The sniff for both nostrils.  The cap going back on.  I time it to stand up and enter him just as the fumes take hold.  It’s a chain rattling fuck.  I don’t know what is making me fuck him so hard today.  My hips have a mind of their own. 

He is jerking his own massive cock now.  I bat his hand away at least twice.  I don’t want this to end too soon with him shooting.

I pull out and go to my knees.  His ass is oozing coconut oil, looking just like a big cum load leaking out of him.  I tell him so, before my tongue cleans it all up.

I fuck him again.  His eyes are on the mirror above.  He hand is on his cock, jerking it and squeezing the head.  Still inside him, I can bend over the lick up the precum he squeezes out of his long cock.  He shudders and takes his hand off it.  I drill into him faster and faster.

I need a moment after this fuck.  I pull out.  I sit on the bed, catching my breath.  I’m aware of Jake Morgan taking dick on the television—but I’m not really watching.  I can’t take my eyes off Keshawn’s wet ass. 

I kneel before it.  I pull the full cheeks apart once more.  I worm my tongue is as deep as it can go.  Keshawn moans out something about how good it feels.  I keep going, lubing my cock all the while.

I stand up and fuck.  His hand is all over his own dick.  It takes no more than a dozen strokes of my cock before he fires off a big load all over his abs and chest with an “Argh!!”  My hand goes from holding the top bar of the sling frame down to mopping up his jizz with it.

“You know I’m going to fuck this into you…”

Keshawn whimpers.  I know I can keep going for a bit—but I will need to stop soon if I can’t get off, too.

My cock is covered with his cum.  I push it into his hole that started so tight and is now a mancunt.  I hit the poppers myself and begin to fuck in the slippery mess of his ass.  In seconds, I am close, it feels so wet and sloppy.  And slippery.  My cock loves fucking in load…

And I’m there.  I fire off round and round.  Mixing my cum with his jizz deep inside…

The original post is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Fucking a Load Out of Keshawn   April 4, 2024