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Near Home—September, 2023 I did one more trip to the bookstore, a few days after seeing Kieran. I had gotten rid of the blue balls by jerking for the devil’s dick, but I wanted a really good mouth or ass (or both!) to make me cum. It suddenly felt that it had been quite some time since that had happened... I am in the straight theatre. A bigger white guy is in the cocksucker’s seat. On his phone. I sit along the side wall. A couple of men are also in here, but they don’t stay long. I stroke for a bit then look back at the guy just as he puts his phone away. He was a very long, bushy beard and a big bear body. Likely mid-40’s. He undoes his jeans as I watch. A thick, but not long cock emerges. Hard. He strokes it. There is a cum shot in the video. I turn and look at the screen. Moments later I feel the man at my shoulder. “Let me suck that for you,” he whispers. I take my hand away for my wet cock. He moves around and kneels. He has a big mouth—and no gag reflex. He gives me great head. Until he adds his hand. It squeezes my shaft so tightly as his mouth stays on my cockhead with his busy tongue. “You can lose the hand. You don’t need it.” He let’s go. He goes back to working the whole shaft. But when he stops sucking, he grabs my cock again. Vice like. As if I was trying to leave. I actually let out an “Ouch!” He let’s go and stands up. “Knees are bad,” he grunts. He shows me his cock. It is thick, and about five inches long. And his balls are enormous. I lean in and suck his cock for a moment, but then I slip off the chair to my knees to tongue his massive ball sack. He groans and strokes his cock furiously. My left hand strays to his ass crack. Instinctively, I work my index finger up his ass. His moans increase. Obviously, I am doing the right thing. We go back and forth with each other for quite some time. I can never quite cure him from holding onto me with a death grip. After 20 minutes or so, when it is obvious neither of us will be cumming yet, he goes back to his seat. I go to the gay theatre. There is only one man here, unusual for this time on a Sunday. He is a rather average looking, bigger white man in his late 40’s. He opens his fly the moment I sit down. Soon he is crawling across the floor to suck me. Which he does quite well, if not with the expertise of the bearded man with the big balls. When his knees get tired, he stands up. His cock, which he’s been jerking as he sucked me, is average in size. But his balls are every bit as big as the bearded guy. I smile, lean forward and begin licking them. He groans, unused to the pleasure of someone tonguing them as he continues to stroke his cock. “That…feels great…” he pants. I suck him a little, too, but I am all about his balls. They are so big, I could never suck them into my mouth—so I don’t even try. I just lick them and under them and back to the hairy sacks. “I’m going to shoot!” he says in wonder. I take his cock into my mouth just in time. The size of his load matches the size of his testicles. He shoots what feels like gallons of cum down my throat. He lets me clean him up and all but staggers out of the room—the orgasm having left him weak kneed. I go back to the straight side. Big Balls #1 is getting a blown by a man with a long grey beard. I have never bothered to mention the sucker, though he is a regular. His thing is never to suck the same cock twice. (He spends a lot of his time here out in the parking lot, listening to the radio.) He stays on the floor a long time—and finally gets Big Balls #1 off by sticking two fingers up his ass as he sucks… * The Latino, who has suddenly started cross dressing, asks me to condom up and fuck him. He has only male attire on today, no lacy crop top hidden by a flannel shirt or cheerleader skirt under his Wranglers. I latex up and fuck him bent over, his hands grabbing the back of a chair in front of him. The door opens. A Black man, I haven’t seen since the pandemic, comes in. We used to spend hours together when this place was open until 1am, trading off on sucking each other. His once black hair is now a beautiful silver. He nods at me and takes out his long slender cock and feeds it to the Latino. I have never seen the Latino get spit roasted. Actually, I have never seen him suck cock. But he loves the idea today of two dicks in him at the same time. He grabs his own stubby uncut one and jerks it. He can’t last. The scene is too much for him. He shoots a load on the floor. I so wish I was in him raw—I would have shot myself, but I am nowhere close with a condom on. My old suck buddy and I share the cocksucker’s seat. We talk—catching up a little, though we know nothing really about each other except from here. Eventually he sucks me a little, which makes his dick get very hard. We reverse. At first, he’s all about my mouth, but as I keep working, he gets softer and softer. He apologizes and says he has begun having erection issues. We watch the movie. A man arrives. I go back to the floor. The newcomer is sucked by my buddy. Having a dick in his mouth keeps him hard. He deflates as soon as the guy pulls out and leaves. We chat about the video. About my new work life. A man arrives who I recognize from this place. In the past he has campaigned for me to come to his house…but I know it would not be worth the drive. And today he proves it again. He chooses me to suck him. The moment his cock is in my mouth, he huffs poppers. Six seconds later he spews out his cum. Nice load, but not for even 15 minutes in the car to his house… He leaves. Silver Hair wanders off soon after. I go looking in the gay theatre and find no one. It has cleared out very fast this afternoon. I wait. No one. Once again, I go home and stroke one out for the devil’s dick… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Big Balls (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 6, 2023

My Playroom—September, 2023 Kieran sent me a text. He wanted to suck my cock. And get pounded. He is the bearded married man I met at the bookstore—and who has had two sessions in the playroom. Those had given him just what he needed and he wanted more. He had actually been asking to come over once a week since the last time. For a variety of reasons, I couldn’t say yes to all the requests, but I did now, in the middle of September. I knew I was going into a work gig, so this would be a good way to empty those blue balls from the trip to the bookstore I detailed in the last post… I am naked but for my yellow jock and boots. (Yes, this jock is actually dyed yellow, not one that I have turned yellow.) I am watching Kieran get out of his clothes. Now fully naked but for socks, this hairy bear comes over to the bed. He sits and leans into my crotch. He inhales deeply and his fingers pull the fabric away from my hardening dick. He takes my semi hard cock to the root, his full beard brushing against my balls. I harden up in his mouth. To the point it actually hurts. I pull away and stand up, giving him a better angle to use his considerable oral talents. Kieran sits up and once again he takes my fully erect dick to the root. He doesn’t choke—but when he pulls off me there are stings of deep throat spit. His fingers catch them and he twirls them around my shaft before taking me into his mouth again. All the way down—and this time when he pulls off me, he keeps my cockhead in his mouth. His tongue is busy in my piss slit. I can feel my precum ooze onto his tongue. I close my eyes and just let him go to work on my cock and balls. And he does—getting them dripping wet and ready for more. When I finally open my eyes, I see his thick cock head is juicing from what he has been doing to me. I lean down and lick him clean and then spend a few moments sucking his cock. But I want to lick his ass—and I tell him so. Without being told, he goes to the bench. His full, hairy ass is right there for me—I kneel and begin to lick it. He groans. He turns his head slightly so he can watch me in the mirror as I stoke myself and eat him out. “Fuck me with that big dick,” he groans. I ignore him and keep eating his hole. It’s so good to be in an ass after all the cock from the bookstore. I don’t want to rush it—I want to savor the opening of his tight pucker and all the hair becoming matted and wet. I keep going. And going. I stand up. I am now rampant, not just hard. My cockhead pushes against his spit covered hole. He takes a breath and I slide in. “Yes...” he hisses. “Fuck…” I take him at his word. Slow and languid. Getting him used to my length once again. “I really need this,” he grunts out. “So do I.” I pick up the pace. His eyes go to the mirror in front of him. He lifts his head slightly so he can see my thin frame standing behind him, drilling into his ass. He can’t see my cock with this mirror, but he can sure feel it. He is moaning constantly as the thrusts get more and more intense. I stop. Suddenly. I pull out and bring my dick to his mouth. This married man is a pig. He loves ass to mouth. He cleans me thoroughly. And asks for more after the next fuck round. I fuck. I let him clean me. Twice more. Then I fuck him, pull out and lie on the bed. “Clean me up here—between my legs.” He crawls into place. He savors taking my cock, slimy with his ass jizz, deep into his throat. He cleans me of every drop—jerking himself as he does it. “Let’s go to the sling.” He is getting the hang of getting into it now, with much more ease than before. I get his legs in the stirrups—and begin eating his ass again. I hear him moan—and stroke his cock some more. I stand up and begin to fuck. His eyes go to the mirror. Today the sight of me seems to be driving him crazy. He jerks harder as he watches my cock plow into him. I slow the fuck and pull out. I want to taste his juicy ass once more. I rim him. My tongue reaching as deeply into him as I can get. I stand up and slide into the slippery hole. I begin a blistering fuck. His hand on his cock matches my stroke… “Fuck!” And he is shooting. All over his hairy chest. I mop some of his jizz up with my hand and taste it. My fingers find more and slime it onto my prick. I fuck it into him. Telling him just where his cum is going. His eyes are shut tightly. And I can see it on his face before he says it… “I don’t think I can take any more…after I shoot.” I pull out. He becomes all apologetic. I tell him I take it as a compliment. And a part of me does…but it has just made my blue balls ache more. Kieran dresses and leaves, choosing not to shower, taking the smell of our sex home with him. I go to the freezer, find the current devil’s dick, and jerk out a massive load into the condom lined shot glass. At least my load will be put to good use… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Kieran Asks for More (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 4, 2023

So this is my first post, and I think it's a pretty hot one: I live in a house with two roommates and both are straight. Not at all into dudes, although they're cool with me being gay. It's a bit of a frat house thing going on, all between 25-30. So one of them has been banging this new girl recently. She's over late at night for booty calls, really pretty, a bit of a moaner. My roommate must pound her pretty good, she comes over often enough. Anyway, it was my turn to take out the garbage the other day and I go to empty the waste bin in the bathroom. The bin slipped out of my hand as I was dumping it into a larger garbage bag and a bunch of used (4 in total) condoms fly out all over the floor. Kind of turned me on. I opened one up and rolled the semen around on my hand a bit, let the gooey white ooze coat my fingers. I didn't know how old it was, I really wanted to lick it all up but I didn't know if it was a health hazard at that point (feel free to tell me if it is or not, I welcome your opinions lol) I decided it was probably safer to just chuck em out and wait for a fresh one. So the next time she came over I heard their usual bedroom routine and his door opened and off he went to the bathroom. A few minutes later he came back out and headed back into his room for the night after saying goodbye to her. Immediately afterward I went to the bathroom. Low and behold, there was a freshly tied off condom rolled up in a ball of toilet paper in the waste bin!! So I cut the condom open and poured it into my hand. I was worried it would taste like latex, but it actually didn't - so I lapped the whole puddle of cum out of my hand and licked it clean. So fucking hot. He has a pretty salty load, really thick, mostly white and spermy. I went straight to bed after and shot the hugest load all over myself just thinking about it. So today, she was over in the morning. I guess because he's on afternoon shift. So they both left at the same time and I had the place to myself. I didn't hear them fuck, but I figured I'd check again anyway. There was another ball of paper in there! I got a little more kinky this time. I dunno, maybe I went a little over board, but I was still so horny from the last one I thought this time I'd put it in my ass. I have this syringe I used to use to refill my printer ink. No needle, just a 4ml syringe. So I cut the condom open and sucked up a full load of his cum and slide it into my ass. I shot it right in there as deep as I could go without losing the syringe. There was more left in the condom so I kept going until it was all in. I figure about 9mL. Then I went and jacked off again while fingering my ass... it felt all sloppy. I think this might become a regular thing. I'm just hoping he never goes into the garbage for some reason and finds the condoms missing. That would probably be the end of our friendship and being roommates lol. What do you guys think? I'm already hard again thinking about it. My straight roommates load is still in there right now. Fucking hot.