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I had been barebacking with a group of friends for a few years before I made a trip to New Orleans in 2008. I was part of a group of powerline men that would be working in the area for a couple months so I knew I had to make a few contacts for man sex, at least on the weekends. My first trip to the French Quarter was pretty tame and nothing happended. I was afraid I would be jacking off until I could get home and hookup with my regular boys. It was about 11 pm on a Saturday night when I noticed a 20-ish black stud crossing the street just ahead of me. I had just parked my motorcycle and was starting down the sidewalk. The thing I noticed first was his knee-high engineer boots with this jeans tucked inside. I wear mine that way when I ride my bike so I called out, "Nice boots, dude." He turned and grinned as he saw mine and came over to say hi. I asked him if he rode motorcycles too, but he said he just liked the look and feel of boots. I said I agreed and noticed he was watching my crotch as I scratched it once and a while. "You should get out of those jeans," he suggested and gave me a knowing look. Since I have not been in the habit of picking up guys for a while, I was a little slow jumping on the chance for a hookup. "Yeah, I guess," was all I could think of at the time. Fortunately, he was more familiar with pickups off the street than I was and he laughed and asked me straight out if I was interested in dropping by his place for a drink or two. I jumped at the chance this time and said let's do it. He lived about three blocks away so we talked while we made our way through the night. As we walked, I began to have second thoughts about the whole thing, but my cock was in super horny mode so I kept up the pace. The first thing I remember seeing as I entered his apartment was a picture of two nude guys making out above his sofa. "Yeah, that's nice," I said as I admired his taste in art. It was not long at all before we began to mimic the action in the picture and we both had our shirts off pretty quick. He had a shaved head with a sideburns. His body was long and lean and had a completely smooth chest. We exchanged kisses as we both felt each other's crotch and I began to work at my belt buckle while he was working on his jeans. We both stopped to pull off our boots and get the jeans out of the way for good. Neither of us had underwear on so we were soon both hard and making out again. I fully intended to suck cock and play around a little bit before calling it a night since I had never done bareback with a complete stranger. His phone rang (why does that always happen during hot sex?). He kept watching me suck his tits while he spoke on the phone. He asked if I minded if a friend of his came over and I said no problem. He asked if I partied with anything beyond liquor and I asked him what he had. He got out some Tina and we both starting hitting up. I had never been so horny before and knew all bets were off when it came to what we were going to do sexually. We moved into a 69 and his big cock slid down my throat until I could feel his cock ring on my lips. I had always been proud of my abiity to deep throat and it sure came in handy that night. He loved being sucked and he played with my cock and balls while I worked his cock into a huge hardon. While I sucked his, he moved his attention to my cunt which was open for his fingers and tongue. I felt one and then two fingers penetrate my hole while his tongue kept circling my wet cunt while his fingers went deeper. There was no way I was going to say no to a good fuck at this point and he seemed to know it. His pre-cum tasted great and I was surprised how much he produced without cuming. "You want to fuck?" he asked looking up from my ass crack. "Sure," was all I could manage before slupping up his cock again. He moved me on my back and rolled up my ass in the air. I put my legs over his shoulders and looked into his face as he slapped my crack a few times with his cock. "Ever bareback?" he asked. "All the time, man," I replied as he began to slip it slowing up my hole. It went beyond the limit of any cock I had had in my ass and I began to moan as he pushed deeper. My own cock was fully erect and I could not believe the great sensation I was feeling from his manhood up in my hole. He was clearly beyond the second ring. "Fuck me," was all I could moan at this point and he began to slowly move in and out while rolling me up further on my back. He fucked me for a while before pulling up and turning me over. He slid in easier this time and his thrusts were harder and more frequent. After a while he pulled out and walked over and pulled on his boots. "Need better traction, dude," he said as he came back for some more. I took the break to pull on my engineer boots and threw them up in the air so he had a clear shot at my wet cunt. We fucked until I could feel him tense just before he blew his load. His slow stroked into my ass for a while and I could feel the slicky wet all over my crack as my hole leaked his seed. The timing of his friend was pretty good this time as the door bell rang just as he pulled out. His friend turned out to be another young black stud and he was clearly interested in our action. He started to strip while the first stud and I went back to business. "Want your ass fucked?" I asked as I rolled him on his back and slipped my tongue into his mouth. He did not resist as I slid down to inspect his hole and see what I was going to fuck. He was tight and he tensed up as I slid my finger up inside. He was super tight so I was anxious to get inside to feel that hole wrapped around my cock. I licked his entire crack and tasted his sweat from fucking me. We did another hit on Tina and then I had to have him. I slowly slid my cock up his ass, but had to pull out a couple times when the pain was too much. I am very thick so I knew I would have to take my time on his tight ass. My own cunt was leaking jizz down my crack as I pushed into his hole and finally got up inside. I pushed my tongue into his month at the same time and he suddenly began to kiss with passion. I started out fucking slow and then began to take advantage of my boots by digging in and really fucking him. I was so turned on by his fuck as well as the sensation on my cock in his hole that I blew after only 5-to minutes. I stayed inside and kept fucking. He wrapped his legs around my bare ass and I could feel the leather of his boots pulling me inside him. He began to use a toe of one of his boots to push my crack apart and explore my wet hole. I could feel the toe of his boot on my cunt as I continued to fuck him. My cum was great lube and I never lost my hardon. I dumped one more load after about 20 minutes and then collasped onto his chest. In the meantime, his buddy had stripped and was hard. He clearly wanted my hole and I could feel him exploring my wet cunt as I laid on top of his friend. Finally i felt the head of of cock pushing apart my hole and he began to push inside. He was thicker than his friend and longer too. I estimated his cock at a good 10" plus and he was obviously ready for action. I felt my cock growing again inside of the first black stud while my ass got pounded. I started to pump slowly while we kept making out and I knew I was going for my third load of the night. After a while, the stud on top of me started to tense and breath hard so I knew he was close. "Do it, fucker, " I said as he picked up the speed and finally unloaded inside me. All three of us were covered in sweat, but felt great. His buddy took out his camera phone and we posed for a few shots. We spent the rest of the night makiing out and slipping in an occasional cock before exchanging names, phone numbers and the best times to call. My weekends were full for the rest of my stay and I still am in contact with two of the best fucks I have ever had. Not only was I sold on huge black cock, I was sold on bareback encounters where ever I find them.

My Playroom—November, 2022 Declan, the young man in the military, who came to me in August to open his ass, needed another session. We set one up, but his superiors changed his schedule and he had to cancel. He was finally on my doorstep again on an evening in November. He looked great: just under 30 years old, tall—with a little extra weight and a whole lot of muscle. “I need to tell you, I’ve had nothing in my butt since you were in there.” “That’s a shame,” I told him as I took him downstairs. “Strip and put your clothes on the chair by the door. I’ll be back.” He tried to grin at me as I shut the door… I go to my room and strip down. I put on my wrist cuff and jock. I leave my boots untied. I tromp down the stairs again. Declan is naked, but for his underwear (He remembers we had texted about how I liked to rip a hole in briefs to get to a man’s hole.) I tell him to kneel by the fuck bench. I sit on the bed and slowly lace up my boots. He’s nervous. And I make him more so by stretching out the time it takes to tie my bootlaces. I stand up, pat his head and say, “Let’s get these on you.” I take the restraints off the sling chains. I buckle them around his closest ankle. Now, the other one. “Hold out your hand.” He extends his right arm and I fasten the leather around his wrist. “And again.” His eyes are wide as I tighten the strap down. I move and let the sling down, so it hangs by just two chains, covering the mirror on the wall there. I stand under the frame. “Come here.” I point to the spot at my feet. He moves from the bench to kneel in front of me. “Open your mouth.” He does. My hand finds the back of his head and pulls him into the ripe jock pouch. He tongues it with a slight groan. I just want to be in his mouth, so I release his. I pull my cock out of the jock. It begins to harden at the sight of him on his knees. His hands are behind his back—without being told to put them there. I slap his face with my cock—which hardens it completely. He opens wider and I shove it into him. He starts to gag, but masters it. He is still learning oral technique, but it’s just fine for now. I simply want it wet. “Up on the bench.” He mounts it, offering me his ample ass. I go to my knees, pull down the briefs and stick my tongue up his hole. He groans. Damn, he’s tighter than the first time. I slobber on his hole and push it in. I tongue fuck him for a long time. I move to two fingers. I try my cock. No way. I grab the smallest butt plug and grease it up. It glides in fairly easily. He pants as he takes it, telling me to open his “cunthole.” I fuck him with the toy. Then my fingers again. “You ready for my cock?” He grunts something unintelligible. I stand up, greased and ready. My cock head pops in. He grunts. But I push on in. Slowly. Completely. Balls deep. It’s a short fuck. He whimpers on every stroke. He is still damned tight. I pull out and bring my cock up to his mouth. He cleans me thoroughly. Almost reverently. I fuck a little more before saying “Let’s move to the sling.” I fasten it back in place and Declan climbs in. I clip his wrist above his head; his ankles are clipped to the chains and not the stirrups. I eat his hole again. He is wet now, from my saliva and precum and even more from his own juices, desperately making lube to help with the fleshy intruder. I stand up. I slide in. Easier now. He sighs instead of grunts. “It’s easier on your back, isn’t it?” Declan nods. I make a mental note to start him here the next time. I fuck him for a long time. I vary the speed and the depth of my thrusts. I often stand still and push and pull the sling (and Declan) onto my hard cock. “I want to try another stretch.” I grab the small speculum. This is new to him. He enjoys the cool metal going in. And the slow crank open. PIC “Now I’m adding my dick.” Declan gasps as I fuck him with the toy in place. I fuck and fuck… I leave him alone in the sling and go to work on the fuck bench. I lower the middle piece so it is now a level surface—a padded table. I unclip Declan and have him lay on his back on the table. I grab the hogtie rings from the shelf—and clip all four of the restraints to it. The rings are right over his chest, pulling his arms and legs into a fuck position. I push down on the hogtie. His legs roll his ass up a little for easier entry. I fuck him. He can’t move at all, unless I loosen my grip. Declan is in heaven. He loves being immobile while getting his ass reamed out. I fuck him hard, my balls slapping his upturned ass with a delightfully wet sound. I finally need to take a break. I’m sure he does, too. I unclip him and let him stretch his legs. “Do you want to be bred?” “Fuck, yes. I want to walk around base with your load in me.” This makes my dick drool. We choose the sling for the breeding. I eat his freshly fucked hole. The mix of juices running out of his ass is intoxicating. It will be easy to breed this man. I re-lube myself as I eat him out. “My hole feels so open,” he murmurs. “You need to find someone close to home to fuck you,” I tell him as I stand up. “This ass shouldn’t have to wait 3 months for cock.” I slide in, just as I say the last part of the sentence. Declan groans. “Fuck me…” I already am. A hard driving fuck that is going to take me over the edge. “Breed my ass. Cum in me…” he groans again and again. A mantra of need. I slow the fuck. Each stroke is now deliberate. And harder. My full length every time. The mantra becomes a whimper. He can see it in my face—that I am so damn close. And I’m there. I shoot into him spurt after spurt until my balls are empty… The original, with pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Hogtying Declan (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 6, 2022