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Jackson—March, 2023 Sometime in the middle of March, Kyle, the hairy transman I had been having fun with, decided he wanted to set up a gangbang at his home. He had some regular tops who were excited by the idea and he asked if I would join them. I said ‘yes.’ As these things often go, the tops began having other commitments as the date grew closer. Finally, Kyle decided we’d just meet at the bookstore where I had first fucked him. It held potential for other men (as his group had reduced to just two regulars, who were both fine playing with him there.) The time was set for 4:30pm. I got there, a little early. I thought I’d get some warm-up head and be ready to go when he arrived… There is an undercurrent of sexual tension the moment I walk into the lounge. I walk around the dimly lit areas. There is a blow job happening in the gay porn area. A guy is on the slurp ramp, getting head by some unseen man in one of the glory hole booths. The curtains are drawn on two of the little cabanas and I can hear sex happening behind the fabric. Other men are milling around, unable to settle down. I sit and open my fly, watching the varied screens on the main wall. Men check me out, but no one kneels to suck. I stroke, idly watching a scene where a handsome guy is filled at both ends. As I stroke, I hear the curtains open on one of the cabanas behind me. I turn. There is a bare ass on offer. I get up and move closer. It’s Kyle. And he is bent over, sucking the cock of a man around my age who is sitting on the bench. I go in, leaving the curtain open. I go to my knees and rub my hands across the ample furry ass cheeks. My tongue visits his ass pucker for a moment and then dips lower to lick his front hole. Kyle groans. He must know it’s me. He moans again around the cock in his mouth. The guy thoughtfully reaches down and spreads Kyle’s butt cheeks so I can rim and suck with ease. I go back and forth between the two holes, making Kyle squirm. Now I stay, my mouth plastered to his front hole and am rewarded with the taste of cum. Instantly, my cock is raging. I stand up and stick my engorged dick into him. “Fuck…” I sigh. “Can you feel that cum, Daddy” Kyle whispers, before going back down on the man. I make some sort of affirmative grunt. The guy he is sucking never takes his eyes off my cock pumping into Kyle. I am having to do an odd knee bend to line everything up properly. I finally have to pull out and stand up fully. “That a big dick for your pussy,” the guy getting head, whispers. Kyle agrees, pulling off him. “You want to fuck?” I ask the guy. “Naw, been there.” “I was licking him clean after he filled me up,” Kyle volunteers. “Nice,” I grunt and go back to my knees to taste him again. The guy slides away from Kyle and stands up. “Watching you, I could drop another load.” He begins to swiftly jerk his bigger than average dick. “Cum on my cock,” I tell him. “I’ll fuck your second load into him.” “Fuck…” he groans. I stand up. Kyle is panting. The guy is close. I hold my dick over Kyle’s upturned ass. With just a few more strokes, the guy shoots a sizeable load on my dick. He grunts and watches me do a knee bend and slide my cummy cock into Kyle. Kyle groans—and I sigh. “Fuck, you are so wet,” I tell him. I fuck happily into him, making a wet squishy sound with each stroke. The guy is getting dressed. He pats Kyle’s ass affectionately. “Gotta get home to the wife.” “Thanks,” pants Kyle. “Fuck him good,” says the guy to me, swatting my moving ass as he leaves. I fuck—reveling in the wet sounds and feel of the fuck. But soon, once again, my knees are screaming at me. I pull out and straighten up. “We should go to the exam table so I don’t have to bend so.” Kyle is more than willing. He finds his clothes on the bench and picks them up. He walks nude from the cabana to the table—and I follow, not bothering to cover my engorged dick. “I couldn’t wait until 4:30,” Kyle explains as I put his legs on the stirrups. “I got here early—and I got three loads before the one you just added.” This makes me go to my knees. I love this medical exam table—it is the perfect height it positions him in a way I can really lick his front hole properly. “Lick up that cum,” Kyle murmurs. “Can you taste it?” I grunt and when I have a dollop of the fresh load in my mouth, I stand up and drool it into Kyle’s open mouth. My cock slides into him as I do it. I fuck his silky hole for a long time. “You going to load me, Daddy?” I grunt out “Not yet.” “You know, you have never shot in me…” I just nod and grin and keep plowing into him. Suddenly, I stop and go to my knees to taste him again. Damn, he is so creamy from these guys. I move up and lick his T-cock. Then I use my hand on it, as my mouth licks into him. Kyle can’t stand it. “I’m gonna squirt, Daddy….” And he does—right into my mouth. I swallow some and spit some into his front hole. I stand up and fuck all the liquid into him. Kyle is wildly rubbing himself now as I fuck. I can see it on his face he’s likely to blow again. “You want it?” he pants. I do. “Here…ah, fuck!” I kneel just in time for a second squirt explosion. His pubic hair is as drenched as my beard. I swallow some—and suddenly know I am on the edge. “Take my cum,” I grunt as I stand and slide into him. “Yes!” I fuck a few strokes and explode. I grab his legs as my body is rocked with the powerful orgasm. Spurt after spurt. I stand frozen for a long moment. Then I go to my knees and begin to lick up the mix of all the juices running out of him… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Kyle Gets His Gangbang (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 30, 2023

I met Jayden out at the bars as with most of my hookups. He was a blond twink about 6’1” with a bubble butt and great dick sucking lips. Excellent kisser as well. I took him home one night from the bars and he ended up fucking me doggy style with his 6 inch cock. I was in my trying to use a condom phase so I had him wrap it up. He didn’t seem to mind. After I jerked myself off while he was fucking me, I took the condom off him and sucked him off. He shot a nice load in my mouth that I let dribble out and down my face. I was definitely looking forward to another hookup, but didn’t get to see him for a few months. I saw him out randomly on the street downtown and we made plans for me to come over to his place. Just before I was supposed to go to his place I texted him to confirm his address and asked him if he had condoms. He said he did so I quickly headed over to his place. He was in a town house that only had a garage on the bottom floor with a small foyer and a staircase going up to the main house. I rang the doorbell and a few moments later he pulled me inside and started French kissing me with his beautiful lips. He quickly started stripping my clothes off and I took off his t-shirt and pushed his shorts down to the floor. We were both completely naked in a few seconds. He sucked my cock for a minute and then I returned the favor. I was down on my knees sucking him when he pushed me down so I was laying on my back on the floor, with my head on the first step of the staircase. He lifted my legs up and started rimming me. I was in heaven, his tongue felt amazing. “You have a condom?” I asked him. “Yes,” he said, barely stopping from his rim job. “Where is it?” I asked. “Upstairs in my bedroom,” he replied. “You want to go up there?” I asked. “No.” He said, continuing to rim me, occasionally licking my ball sack. “You’re not gonna fuck me?” I asked him. “I am.” He said. Then he spit on his hand and lubed up his bare cock with it. He put the head of it at my wet hole and started pushing in. “We should probably use a condom,” I said. “I’ll stop if you want me to,” he replied as the head of his raw cock pushed past my sphincter. I Of course I was too horny to stop him and let him slide balls deep into me. We started passionately kissing and he started jack-hammering my hole. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long. Sure enough, a few minutes later he started moaning into our kiss and started to pull away. I wrapped my legs around his back and grabbed his head with one hand to keep our kiss going and jerking my cock with the other. His moans reached a fever pitch and he thrust deep in me. I could feel him flexing his cock as he bred me. I came a moment later, shooting a load up onto my chest. A moment later he pulled his cock out, his seed spilling out on the floor below my ass. He got up and went into his garage to get a towel from his laundry area. He cleaned up his load from the floor and wiped us off. “I’ve wanted to fuck a load into you since I met you,” he told me. “Looks like most of it came out,” I said. “Guess I’ll have to try again,” he said. The next time we made it up to his bed and his load stayed inside me.

Lansing—March, 2023 As March came to a close, I realized I really wanted to cruise/play somewhere different. I thought about heading back to northern Indiana, but that seemed to involve too much travel time to justify the play. Instead, I decided to head to Lansing—far enough away that it would be all different men, but close enough to get home for dinner. I also wanted that sex club atmosphere of this particular venue. Plenty of porn stations, but also slings, gloryholes and benches aplenty for more varied activities. I took off on a Saturday morning and got there early enough to get a discount on my ticket. Of course, that also meant almost no one was in the place. I watched some porn. I walked around the vast playspace. I missed out on the one piece of action that was happening at that hour, by arriving at the gay area just as two men shot their loads (one into a cocksucker’s mouth—and the other on the floor.) The other three men in attendance seemed more interested in their phones than play. I told the attendant I needed some coffee and would be back. I sat in my car for a bit, nursing my drink, as I read. An hour later, I returned. The parking lot, while not full, had lots of new cars in it. I was buzzed back in. I went to my favorite spot to sit, watch porn and stroke—and be in the path of every man who was cruising the place… “Daddy needs his dick sucked.” A younger Caucasian guy is standing in the doorway, dressed in the local university colors, though he is likely no longer in school. He gropes himself as he looks hungrily at my cock. I nod. He comes over and kneels. He takes me deep into his throat. I hear his own zipper open—and the slightly wet sound of him giving himself a hand job as he sucks me. He is not very experienced—but he is enthusiastic. He mostly stays sucking on my cock head. When he goes to take me deep, he stops stroking. About the third time he deep throats me, he forgets to remove his hand from his cock. It explodes, leaving a pool of jizz by my boots. He sighs, gets kind of embarrassed and leaves. The crowd is constant now. Men of every age and race walk by—it’s nice to be in a college town—but not one of them seems interested in me. I stroke for a bit, then get up and go around the corner into the dark room. I lean against the wall. I think I am the only one here. I stroke. Waiting. In quick succession, three men appear at the lit doorframe, come in and disappear in the shadows. I hear their zippers open. We all wait. My eyes adjust. Slightly. I can just see them—men of all different shapes leaning—two on the side wall, one by the doorframe. I’m at the back. We can all feel the sexual tension rise. But no one makes a move. Fuck it, I go to my knees. I am instantly surrounded by all three. A white guy, with a largish gut, beats the others to my mouth. His cock is nice and thick—and instantly juicy. He lets me do the work for a moment—but is soon fucking my face. “Fuck, yeah,” he grunts. “Take all our dicks.” He pulls out of me and guides the dick next to him into my mouth. The guy with the large gut jerks and occasionally slaps my face with his wet cock as I suck the new man. The man now in my mouth is Black. His cock is long and thin. He is the youngest of the men now here. I pull off the new man so I can lick his balls. The third guy bends over and licks the man’s dick at the same time. I love the musk of this guy’s balls. I lick the hairy sack—that is beginning to pull up into his abdominal cavity. “Let me back in that mouth,” the guy with the gut grates out. The Black guy moves away, letting the third guy continue to suck him. My face is being fucked again. This man likes to be in charge of his cocksucking. “You swallow?” he asks. I make some sort of affirmative sound as I take the face fucking. “Don’t you dare spit out my cum…” These must be his trigger words—for my mouth is suddenly flooded. He stops his pumping and unloads all over my tongue. His cum is sweet. He holds me in place until I have cleaned his cock head of every drop. “My turn,” says the Black guy. He pulls out of the other sucker’s mouth and brings his wet cock back to me. “Take my load, man.” His wet balls press against my chin, he is buried so deep in my throat. I pull back, as I really want to taste his load. He figures it out—and lets me. My left hand cradles his hairy nut sack—and he begins to shoot. His testicles try to pull into his body, but I don’t let them. This guy, younger and fitter, gives me even more cum. Salty, but good. I swallow him down, as he steadies himself on my shoulders. Once I’ve cleaned his cock of every drop of semen, I lick his super sensitive balls—relishing the fact I have made them even muskier. Suddenly I feel a mouth on my dick. The third guy, has hunkered down and, lying on his stomach, is trying to take all of me. It’s not a great position, and he seems rather toothy. But I let him—for a new man emerges from the shadows. “I watched you take those loads. You want a third?” He is a smaller white guy, middle aged—and I can’t see much else in the dark. His cock is wet and dripping. He rubs it all over my face and beard before he finally shoves it in my mouth. “Good boy,” he coos. “Make me cum.” My tongue finds his piss slit and digs in. This makes him pant. Now my tongue is moving all over his regulation sized cock. After a moment, he pulls out of my mouth. “Lick my balls like you did with that other guy.” I bury my face into his much more diminutive ball sack. He groans and jerks his dick as I do it. “Here it comes,” he groans. “Take it.” He just makes it back into my mouth. He erupts. It’s, frankly, a foul-tasting load. He’s a smoker. But I swallow it down. The man won’t let me clean him up. He simply pats me on the head and leaves. “That was hot,” says the remaining guy, the toothy cocksucker. Sometime, during the third sucking, he’s backed off my cock and stood up. “You gonna give me your load?” “Give me a minute.” I sit on a fuck bench that is in the room—and that I only now can see. He takes off… * I take a tour—and end up back in the same dark room. A younger Black man is getting head from the toothy guy. The guy getting sucked is as tall as I am and weights easily twice what I do. He’s large. He sees me watching him get sucked. And stroking to it. “Let me suck you,” he says. He seats me in a chair I didn’t know was there. His mouth is huge—and his tongue the warmest, and most accommodating, I have felt in months. And it’s big, too. It is the perfect blow job after the toothy guy. And the sucker is great at it. And he knows he has a special tongue. He uses it all over me. Balls. Shaft. Head. Perineum. And finally, my mouth. The kiss is electric. Our tongues joust, but my mouth is quickly conquered by the sheer mass of his bigger one. We both groan… And he spends the next hour, truly, giving me the most exquisite blow job… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: In the Dark Room (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 27, 2023

Northern Indiana—March, 2023 My fuck bud Keshawn had invited me down to his place. It’s a long drive, so I decided if I was seeing him on Sunday, I would just turn it into a sex weekend. I decided I would look for some cock sucking the day before, stay the night closer to Indy and see him for our Sunday afternoon fuck. It had been a long time since I’d cruised my favorite bookstore in northern Indiana, so it became my Saturday afternoon playground… The parking lot is packed. I go in. I ask for the ticket that gets me into both the booths and the cinema on the opposite side of the retail store. I prefer to play in public than in booths, so I start there. It’s dark. It takes me a moment to see I am all alone. A cuckold video is playing that is moderately hot. I sit on the built in bench and haul out my cock. The curtain parts and a man comes in. He stands against the back wall. My eyes have adjusted to the gloom. He is my age, a little chunky, with thinning hair. He pulls out his dick and strokes. He walks forward, both hands covering his crotch and sits in a chair near my bench. I go to the floor in front of him. He removes his hands. It’s a very small cock—but it’s hard. I suck him. “Careful of your teeth.” Now I am a good cocksucker. I worry about my teeth when I try to suck Keshawn’s massive cock. There is no way I have scraped this tiny little dick in my mouth. I just continue on. A guy comes in. I keep working on the dick in front of me. I hear him unzip and hear the guy I’m sucking begin to suck the newcomer. There is nothing but the sound of slurping dick and an occasional moan as we suck. “Suck my sucker.” I stand up. The new guy is also around my age and much better looking, with that chiseled, old Hollywood look. I sit back on my bench and let him go to his knees. Tiny dick sees my length for the first time as he stands up and feeds me again. “Watch your teeth,” he murmurs, even though my lips are wrapped over them. “You should fuck me.” I say nothing and just enjoy the man sucking my cock. “I really need to be fucked.” I pull off him. “Are you prepped?” “You mean that pill? No.” “I mean cleaned out.” He won’t answer that. And sits back in his chair. A young daddy type joins us. He unzips and sticks a sizeable cock in Tiny Dick’s mouth. TD sucks him, pulls off him, repeats his desire to be fucked—and the two go off to the booth area, across the store. My man pulls off me, his knees tired. I reach for his dick. “I should take a break” he says, “I don’t want to get off yet.” He leaves and I stroke a bit before going over to the booths myself. I see the young daddy headed to the bathroom to wash, scowling, his dick wrapped in paper towel. I smile to myself, glad I dodged that bullet. I cruise the booths. I pick the back one that has a glory hole in it. I leave the door unlocked and stroke to better porn, but the other men seem to be busy. When the five tokens I’ve used run out I head back to the theatre. In the smallest booth possible, I pass a hot looking guy in his late 40’s, wearing a ball cap. He has a wonderfully dark and full beard. He strokes to straight porn with the door standing wide open. But the booth is so small, no one can join him. I nod to him and continue on the theatre. I sit—and moments later, Ballcap shows up. He has come direct from the service station where he must work. He smells of oil and a good morning’s work. He stands in front of me, blocking the screen. “You suck?” I nod and go to my knees. The smell of his workday is a total aphrodisiac to me. He unzips and give me a girthy, cut dick. My mouth envelops him. He groans at the wet contact. Every movement of my lips and tongue send either a shiver through him or elicit a moan. He stands stock still and gives himself over to the pleasure. He is going to be a fast cum. I can feel it. His hairy balls are pulling up. Only now does he touch my shoulders to keep me in place for the cumshot. He fires into me a massive load of jizz. I swallow. And he seems really pleased at that. I lick him clean, my hand around the base of his cock so he can’t pull away. He is still panting, coming back to normal. “You guys know how to do it,” he murmurs as he shoves his deflated cock back into his work clothes… * The good-looking older man finds me in a booth. He kneels and gives me some great head. When his knees get tired, he stands and lets me do the same for him. I work hard for his load, but he is obviously not as close as he was before. He hears new men arrive and excuses himself. I am curious, too, so I button up and walk around. Every connected glory hole booth is now filled and you can hear guys sucking. I can’t see the man who just left me, so he must be in one of the three pairs of booths. I meander back to the cinema. A truck driver type is standing behind the low wall, jerking to the shot of a woman getting a cum facial on the screen. He sees me. He steps out. His dick is thick. And uncut. He walks right to me and touches my shoulder with just enough pressure that you know he expects me to go to my knees. I don’t disappoint. “Suck my dick, man. Take my load so I can get out of here.” Now I have to watch my teeth; he is so girthy, I can’t cover them well. And he doesn’t care. He is intent on fucking my face. He moves my head just slightly to a the left. This pleases him—he seems to go deeper into my throat. His thick hands cover my ears, holding me in place as he fucks. I worry that I can’t get enough air. I try to move away to gasp in a breath, but he won’t have it. He is close. My tongue continues to work the underside of his cock. It’s all I can manage—he won’t let me show off any of my skills. I am just a mouth to plow. “Here, sucker. Take it.” He begins to spew. It’s not as large a load as the mechanics, but it is discharged with more force. It bypasses my mouth. He shoots down my throat, until the last spurt that lands on my tongue. “Swallow it,” he hisses. I do. I begin to clean under his foreskin and for the first time he gives a moan of pleasure. Then he’s all business again, stuffing himself back into his jeans and zipping up. He turns to go, but not before patting me on the shoulder. “Nice…” he mumbles and is gone… * I decided to go too. I didn’t really want to get off. I wanted to save that for Keshawn’s hot ass tomorrow. The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Sex Weekend: Cruising towards Indy (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 15, 2023