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Near Home—August, 2023 After my meeting with GaryM I was sated. All that fucking and rimming had left me totally spent from the strength of my orgasm. So much so, that it was three days before I went off in search for more sex. I didn’t go far, only to the local bookstore. I wanted something as different as possible—just to suck some cock. So how did almost every man in the place know that that’s what I wanted…? I am in the straight theatre, off to the side and sitting against the wall. The cocksucker’s seat is taken—and the guy in it has a man in his mouth. I jerk to the fairly good video and wait to see who might want to play. I feel a movement behind me at my shoulder. I turn slightly. A very handsome white man, in his late 50’s, is standing there, his thick cock out and hard. I have never seen him before. He doesn’t even ask, he just moves his thick slab of meat nearer my mouth. How did he know? I open wide and take him to the root. He groans and begins fucking my face. When he slows down, I hold onto the base of his cock and get my tongue work started. He likes this a lot and murmurs encouragement. The guy across the aisle is so turned on he has taken his cock all the way out of his jeans—and shoots a load on the linoleum. I let go of the man in my mouth, but he doesn’t resume the face fucking. He let’s me do what I want—which is to lick his very hairy balls. They aren’t big, but I love the flavor of a slight sheen of sweat from the hot August afternoon. I go back up to his cock. He is acting like he’s close. I swirl my tongue around his cock head—and he begins to shake. He is having a body wracking orgasm—but he doesn’t shoot any jizz at all. He thanks me and takes off. I have never seen him again. Lots of other men in the room leave for a bit, including the guy in the cocksucker’s seat. I grab my water bottle and relocate. I stroke. The young Latino guy who loves to have me fuck him (with a condom) arrives. He sits in a chair near me. He starts removing his pants and shirt. The last time I had seen him I was surprised that he was wearing lacy pink panties. Today he has a full outfit, a crop top and crotchless panties under a short, short skirt. He leans over the seat directly in front of me and tells me he wants my dick in his ass. I am not feeling it today (for a couple of reasons.) He turns and sticks his rather thick uncut cock in my mouth to get me interested. I suck. I work his cock with my tongue, working back his foreskin. He is amazed—for suddenly he is unloading in my mouth. He can’t believe it. He gets dressed to go find more dick in the arcade. A hot 30-something comes in. He is white and gym built. He is followed by the large Black guy who has whored out young men for everyone’s pleasure. I spend the next 30 minutes, jerking as the two eye each other. Dicks come out. Gym Built is hung big. They stroke. But don’t touch. Forever. And then, GB is on his knees servicing the Black top. They like the attention from the rest of the room as we watch them—until suddenly they don’t and take it to a private booth. I go next door to the gay theatre. I am alone here for a moment, or so I think. But I missed a man in the dark corner behind the door. He emerges once I’ve sat down and pulled out my cock. I have seen him here many times—and played a few. He is Black, with a thick build. His cock is very thin and long. I know I have had it in my mouth at least once, but he is mostly voyeur. Not today. Without a word he sticks his semi hard cock in my mouth. He groans. His dick is so thin I take it easily all the way down. “Fucker…” he whispers. He begins to pump it into me. I must have arrived in the room just as he was getting ready to shoot. He is on a mission to cum down my throat. He grabs my ears and fucks himself into my mouth. My hand comes up and touches his balls, which are almost disappearing into his body, they are pulled up so tightly. That does it. With a loud groan he shoots. He is like a faucet, not spurts, but the tap is just turned on and I get a mouthful of cum. “Swallow it.” As if I ever spit. I swallow. He let’s me clean his cock until there is not a trace of jizz left on it… * I am alone for a bit. But the porn is good. I take a drink from my water bottle. It seems to not wash the last load out of my mouth, but to reactivate the flavor of his jizz. I swallow more. Two men come in. One is a Latino I have never met. He is wearing a tight tee that is showing off incredibly big pecs. The other is a rather dumpy young man I have played with quite often here when I am in the mood I am in this afternoon. The Latino sits in the chair closest to me. The other guys leans against the far wall and watches us. “Some dick you got.” says the Latino. He is no more than 35. He actually pulls off his tee revealing his magnificent chest. He tosses it on the floor, stands up and unzips. His shorts drop to his running shoes. He sits on the chair, naked, but for the shorts around his ankles and his shoes. His cock is hard. And thick. And uncut. He manhandles it a bit. “Help me out?” he asks. I go to my knees. I really have to work on covering my teeth he’s so thick. Me moans—and strokes my cropped hair, telling me he likes my mouth. I work harder. There is a lot foreskin to keep working back, so I can lick his sensitive cockhead. Now he is groaning. I think he’s close. “Let me suck yours.” I stand up. I am happy to get my cock in this hot man. He gives me some really good head. Suddenly, he pulls off me grunting and groaning. He’s shot, I’m sure of it. But he is not splattered with his seed. Nor is the floor. “I saved it for you.” I kneel—and his foreskin is filled, ballooned with his jism. I take him in my mouth and peel back all that skin. The cum runs out on my tongue. I think I might shoot myself as I lick up every drop. He pulls up his shorts the moment I am done, grabs and shirt and leaves. I am still on my knees, in a slight daze. The dumpy looking guy steps up. He’s been jerking to the scene. “Quick, I have a four-day load here for you.” I get him into my mouth, just as he empties into me. He just keeps cumming. Massive. I shoot myself, splattering the floor between his tennis shoes… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "I Saved It For You!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 18, 2023

My Playroom—August, 2023 I think we both knew it had to happen. It was just up to him for when. My prolific commentor, GaryM, finally took the big step to say he wanted to come to the playroom. From all our banter in the comment section, I knew we liked the same things, so of course I said ‘yes!’ We settled on a day and time in the middle of the last full week of the month. GaryM arrived on time—and was slightly nervous. He is around my age, with a slender build and a beard that I couldn’t wait to feel on my ass. I think he double checked his cleanout after the long car ride and then I took him downstairs… I lean against the fuck bench. He is sitting on the bed. “I think you should get me hard.” He kneels on the padded exercise mat below the bench. He makes a sound in the back of his throat that is all about desire. He does a deep intake of breath, his nose deep it the fabric of the jock pouch. He is definitely someone who appreciates the work I’ve done on making this jock ripe. He exhales slowly and begins to lick it. His tongue is active and determined. The pouch is pulled back and he licks the head of my erecting cock. He groans as he gets some precum. He swallows me to root and back again. I don’t have to ask him to include my balls. He’s read countless times how I love them licked and not sucked. He leaves them wet and slick, going back to my cock shaft once again. I let him get his fill—but I am eager to get my tongue into him. “Let’s use the bench,” I suggest. GaryM gets up on it. I adjust him slightly, so his leaking dick is not mashed on the upper part, but hanging off it. I get some of his precum on my fingers and smear it on his pucker. It’s a hole that has seen a fair amount of play—and a responsive one. The moment I lick it, GaryM groans and his hole opens a fraction. I poke in and begin a seriously long rimjob. He groans and mutters to himself. I grease my cock as I continue to lick and suck and spit into him. I need to do it. I want my cock up that ass. I stand up, the head slapping at his open hole. I push—and I’m in. I pause. GaryM groans—and I slide all the way in. My pubes grind against him. I’m deep. His ass squeezes down on me. I wait until it releases my dick before I begin to fuck. GaryM is now moaning. His eyes find the mirror that sits on the side wall, tilted so he can see me fucking him. He is fascinated and can’t look away. I pull my cock out of his ass. He begs for it, even as I am already walking towards his mouth. He cleans me—every inch of my cock and balls. I go back up him with just the spit he’s left behind on my cock. He groans, louder this time. I am repeatedly hitting his prostate. The next time I pull out, I let him clean me again, but I also spend time tonguing his well fucked hole. It’s delicious. I understand now why he wouldn’t let my assflavored cock out of his mouth. We switch to the sling. GaryM loves the new view in the mirror above him. Again, I eat his ass for longer than usual. I finally rear up and fuck him. Slow and purposefully, building to a chain rattling fast tempo with my hips slapping hard into his upturned ass. I pause. I eat his ass. It’s incredibly juicy now. I fuck him again. This time when I pull out, I bring it around to the top of the sling. He cranes around and takes as much of my proffered penis as he can in this awkward position. He groans, feeling supremely slutty. I go back and fuck him one more time. “I think we need to let me in the sling so you can lick my ass.” He’s been waiting. I get am out—and I get in, pulling the straps of the jock up so they are out of the way of my hole. He kneels. He licks my balls first…and then slowly works his way down. He groans as his tongue hits my much tighter pucker. He tells me I taste good. I am sure that the vigorous fucking we’ve done has given my hole a hot sheen of sweat. I take a hit of poppers and let his tongue and lips go to work on me… * We do another round of fucking in the sling. I start slowly again. His hole has closed up from when he knelt to rim me. I work it open with my wet cockhead, smearing my juices all over those swollen asslips. Only then do I enter him. And fuck. Hard. With a drive to get my balls working towards orgasm. I stop, leaving him panting and wet. “It’s time for the rimseat.” I go under first. I lick his hole—which the seat stretches open for even deeper access. GaryM moans and watches the nasty porn in front of him, flexing his ass muscles occasionally. When he does, his puffy asslips push into my mouth, making me moan. Everytime he does it. Then we switch. GaryM is in another place now. Oh, he’s down there, making me feel terrific, but we are both floating—our minds only thinking of the pleasure we are giving each other. He has no intention of stopping. I finally have to stand up to rest my legs, as the seat is low for me. He begs me to sit down again. And I make him happy. I take a hit of poppers and let his tongue do anything it wants to me… But finally, I know I need to breed or I will just not be able to do it if we go much longer. We choose the sling—as I want to see his face when I let loose. I rim. I fuck. I rim. His hole is so wet with his ass juices, I only stop licking when I realize I’m going to shoot. I stand up—and fuck my dick inside of him. It explodes…blast after blast… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: It Had to Happen: Blogger meets Reader (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 16, 2023