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Another member on this site recently asked if any of us had slammed at work, or at least pnp'd. I actually have a few times... never slammed at work, but have blown clouds/snorted at work and had sex at work at the same time. In my blog here, I've written up some of the times I had pnp experiences as both a performer and as a Realtor (usually in an empty house or client's house who pnp'd and gave permission) but I actually HAVE had sex and partied some in office situations over the years. During the Recession, both performing work and house sales were down, so from 2005-2010 I also managed buildings in NYC, the management company I worked for had its office in Riverdale in the Bronx, in what was originally the pool house and club of a multi-building development... the offices were right next to the pool and my personal office was in one corner of the structure down a long corridor and had both a door to the inside corridor of the building, AND its own door to the exterior into a small fenced in area adjacent to the pool with a latched gate door. My boss' older son was a college age kid who just finished his freshman year and was now serving as a lifeguard at the complex pool during his summer vacation. I was frequently the last person in the offices, as most left by 5:30 and some nights I was there until 7 or 8 or later by myself. The pool closed at 6pm, and if the boss wanted to leave early and I was staying, he'd ask me to bring the kid home to the burbs where we all lived. I had no idea up until this point that the kid was gay, let alone that he appreciated chemplay. I mean, come on, he was only a freshman - though I was pretty "advanced" at that age I seldom meet too many others who were (or are). One of the first times this occurred, Stefan came into my office closing the door behind him, still in his long red lifeguard board shorts and a sleeveless white cotton top - open to show his washboard - and flipflops showing his oversized bare feet. I knew the kid was hot - frankly, so was his dad, my boss, and the company actually had a reputation of hiring very attractive and fit male employees - but this went beyond. While running his hand up and down his treasure trail, he mentioned that I was "busted". Tearing my gaze away from the pretty sight, I asked "why"? He proceeded to tell me he found my profile on Nasty Kink Pigs and a PNP oriented site that was popular at the time. The pictures being obviously me, I couldn't deny it, and he described them to me perfectly. Intrigued, I asked what he was doing on those sites and did his father know he was gay? He replied that he found those websites that year at college when he really found and accepted himself, and no he hadn't come out to his parents yet. He said he certainly wouldn't say anything about my extracurricular activities to his father so long as he and I could "indulge" them sometimes on the evenings I was driving him home... I told him I was flattered, and wanted to know exactly which activities on those sites he wanted to indulge in, and would I be playing teacher or did he have experience? He smirked and replied that he was looking for the bareback chem sex experiences he learned to love that year at college that took him from a naive virgin to a "probably poz party boi"... I was, suffice to say, a bit stunned. Now, to be fair, in the summer of 2006 he wasn't the only one with a 6-pack, at 43 I was still doing some modelling and in really great shape, so it wasn't TOTALLY insane for a hot college freshman to come on to an older guy, but JEEZUS this came out of nowhere, and DAMN was it hot. He proceeded to tell me he knew exactly how to make sure we were never caught (and we never were...) since my office was originally intended to be accessible after hours by the pool staff, the inside door to the rest of the offices could not only be locked and bolted, but the outside door could be locked and the gate to the little inner fenced area (the fence was 8 feet tall and opaque) could also be locked and bolted... to gain access from outside, someone would have to ring a "doorbell" and from the inside, if anyone entered the office suite, an electronic "beep" sounded in my office. There were no security cameras in my office, or at my end of the hall, or in the fenced area - and I could turn on the burglar alarm and exclude my office until I (or we) left. Stefan had thought it all out. With those assurances, I agreed. That first time he had a little bit of his own stuff in his pool bag, and I ran out to my car and brought my play bag in - out came two pipes and the clouds started. I kept asking if he was sure, and he said he liked fantasizing that I was his coach... DAMNATION he was hitting all the right buttons. That night was mostly just oral (we both rinsed off and washed up in the small shower the little bathroom my personal office had) sucking and rimming mutually... he had a real swimmer's body, 6'4", trim, slightly out-sized shoulders, long thin floppy dick and nice muscular if not large ass, green eyes, tanned white skin, torso naturally almost hairless except the treasure trail but waist down hairy like a satyr or something... Our sessions eventually included fucking each other on my desk or the floor or on a pool lounge chair brought inside, with porn playing all but silently on my computer from my external hard drive, and always with us blowing clouds, booty-bumping, snorting or hot-railing. The first session where we fucked, I had him fuck me first - he was rock hard and his youth and relative inexperience showed in his impatience to get his raw tool in me resulting in some soreness for me that evening and the next day - but his skills improved over time and that long cock of his was quite the enjoyable after-work treat, along with the copious loads he would fill me with. That same evening, when it was my turn to fuck him, I kept reminding him that I was poz, and was he SURE he wanted me to bareback him. He told me he was sure, and that he was fairly certain he'd been pozzed since he'd done several group scenes with guys he knew to be poz and took their loads... I was still a bit uncomfortable with that, and though I fucked him bare, I did not begin breeding him until he'd gotten his test results back a couple of weeks later (he was poz as he thought). He loved to spew out his filthiest fantasies as I pounded that hot frat boy hole. As summer progressed I was able to hook him up with my contact-buddy for supplies so he could pay less than in the burbs. A couple of times we had group scenes at my bud's place on Central Park West and the guys present would descend on Stefan like starving animals and he loved every minute, though we always had to leave reasonably early. He also had a friend up from school who stayed with him that summer for a week and came to the pool with him everyday that week - it was the only time we ever had a third join us in my office - a pretty Filipino kid, Alberto, with another swimmer's body but much shorter than Stefan, about 5'6" smooth all over and rippled with trim muscle, brown eyes and black hair with an incredible serpent tattoo wrapped down one leg. He was happy to blow clouds with us, and fortunately he was into "Daddies" like Stefan was, and really enjoyed getting spit-roasted from either end the three times he pnp'd with us. He even came in and gave me a blow job under my desk on one of the days they were heading home with my boss and not me! Stefan claimed to be jealous, but between him needing to be at his lifeguard post AND being 6'4" there was no way he could repeat that particular performance! Damn we had fun until he had to head back to school, and we repeated our hi-jinx the next summer (2007) as well. However, when the summer of 2008 rolled around he stayed at his school in Florida for the summer and eventually moved down there permanently and that crazy memorable set of experiences was over. And true to Stefan's promise, we never got caught! Though we both mentioned many times as we played how hot it would be to get his handsome dad high and convince him to join us. Considering the male employees he tended to hire, there certainly was a possibility that he was at least bi-sexual, but suffice to say, that was a fantasy we were NOT stupid enough to attempt! We already took enough chances!

A few months ago, I blogged about hooking up with an ostensibly straight young bloke who was the boyfriend of the sister of one of my dealer’s. Since then, I’d been helping him out with his rent at the hostel he’s been staying at but it wasn’t much good for hooking up. We’d hooked up a few times at venues and hotels and he’d stayed at the farm for a few days once. The place in town I’d been sharing since I’d moved to the farm wasn’t feasible given my friends were there too so I decided to lease an apartment. Overlooking the city skyline, pretty modern, two (and a half) bedrooms. Nice ‘get’ really. When Tard first came over, I hadn’t told him I’d leased it long-term and was thinking of inviting him to live in the spare bedroom; obviously the idea of leaving him alone here three days a week most weeks worried me a little. But I intended that first time to stay in the city for at least the week and see how it went. I think I asked him if he wanted to move in on a trial basis the next morning as he was fucking me. We sealed the deal by me flipping him onto his back, sharing a slam and me slam fucking him. It’s been a few months now and, in all honesty, it’s working out better than I’d hoped. We’re not in a relationship but we are living together in every sense except that neither of us expect fidelity. Tard was essentially homeless when we first ‘got together’ so I offered him to share my new place. From the day he moved in, he’s made it clear he prefers to sleep with me in my bedroom even though he has his own room. So far, I’m loving the arrangement. For a kid who basically left home when he was 14 and has lived on and off the streets since then; who became a father himself at 14 or 15 and again at 19 (he’s just announced that his girlfriend of sorts is four months pregnant and she’s intending to keep the kid), who’s spent some time in both juvenile detention and in an adult prison; and who’s supported himself and his drug habit by selling his body since he was young, he’s surprisingly ‘together’ at least in relation to me. He asked me if I minded if he took up escorting again to support himself and his kids and, of course, his drug habit; we talked about it for a long time as I wanted him to be certain that it wouldn’t affect his sense of self. He was more concerned about “sponging” off me. So I’ve been actively helping him establish himself as an escort (versatile and, yes, he works bare and seems literally to have no limits to what services he’s willing to offer) and I must admit it’s been incredibly hot watching a few of his ‘appointments’ with his clients. I filmed a couple of the sessions for him with the clients and I must admit that Tard and I have fucked to the vids already. I booked a session for him with a couple of escorts I’ve regularly hired and they’ve really taken him under their wings. He’s had a couple of bookings with them already and the three of them have done two amateur porn scenes with him mostly getting fucked. One took Tard to a gangbang in Sydney to introduce him to some of his clients and not only did he do very well, he was booked for a breeding party a couple of weekends ago which ended up being three days wired, with his legs open, taking multiple loads. According to the escort who organised it for us, there were some poz tops there; it’s hard to tell on the vid but he’s pretty sure a few poz loads were pounded into Tardy. And he’s decided that’s going to be his focus in escorting; cumdump at bareback parties, with an especial openness towards poz tops breeding negative holes like his. (He’s already persuaded two of his straight mates to be straight cumdumps with him and he does seem to have a talent for identifying straight men who might be interested. (He loves playing with other straight guys and teaching them the wonders of wired gay fucking.) Last Friday week, he brought two young blokes home (from his outreach centre) and we ended up having sex with them; one fucked Tard brutally and we all ended up fucking the younger one. That one’s proven a real cutie.

Earlier in the week, I visited my ‘reserve’ dealer because she was (eventually) picking up her phone. It’s the second time in about a month I’ve seen her (which would also be the second time in over six months). Last time, her sister’s boyfriend was there, a young bloke who calls himself ‘Tardy’ or ‘Tard’ for some reason and he and I seemed to hit it off pretty well. As I hadn’t been partying for several months, I had a few pipes before I left (I now live at least 90 minutes from Melbourne and stay in the city 2-3 days per week) and I offered Tardy some (as you do) and talked. We seemed to get along well. Tardy is a bit “rough around the edges”, very much a bogan - replete with the shaggy, unkempt dark blonde/light brown hair and the jail tatts, etc - and he was obviously a little slow (he was stoned) but good humoured. (He even joked that “Tard” wasn’t a reference to him not being that smart; that had never even occurred to me. He seemed like a decent bloke. But, as I had a few pipes for the first time in a while, I found myself looking him over and finding him attractive. He’s skinny but still looks more athletic than scrawny and does look a little older than he is (he’s just turned 22 a few weeks ago) with that rugged, hairy but young look. I hoped that it wasn’t obvious to anyone although I think he might’ve twigged that I had a quick look at porn when I went out to my car for a few minutes. He was standing behind me when I turned around but he gave no indication that he’d noticed and his demeanour didn’t change at all. Fast forward to a few days ago; the sister announces to me that she’d told Tard to leave. He’d only been staying with them because he was having trouble with the men his housemates; they’d jumped him in the street the night before I first met him and beaten him up. I really didn’t think much of it until I reached the end of their street and there’s Tardy on the corner, looking lost. He waved so I pulled over and asked him how he was. Even though he obviously couldn’t remember my name, he recognised me and was friendly but obviously down. He told me that he’d been thrown out and then asked if I’d ‘collected’? Me being me, I said “yes but I’m about to head home...” And then thought, “shit, offer him a coffee (and a quick pipe)”. He was reluctant to accept at first but relented when I told him I was stopping to grab one anyway (and would sneak a pipe) to ensure that I was alert enough to drive. Long story short, I only just arrived home a few hours ago. When we started smoking, the conversation really flowed. And I kept sharing more and more, by which time it started to get dark. I asked Tard where he was staying and offered a lift but it was obvious he’d realised it was too late to arrange any emergency accommodation. There was no way I was going to leave the kid sleeping rough (Melbourne’s had a shocking cold patch in recent weeks). I felt responsible for that. I told him I’d book a hotel room in the city rather than drive home and that he was welcome to stay there and smoke pipes with me if he wanted. Seeing his eyes light up with gratitude was quite a special feeling but he still was reluctant to accept. I was uncertain if he mistrusted my motives or if he really just thought it was too much but I really couldn’t think of a way to broach the subject of what his concern might be without making it look and feel worse. So I just went ahead and presented him with a fait accompli; I booked a room and gave him my mobile number so he didn’t have to decide until later what he wanted to do. The kid rang me before I even got to my car. I was really pleased. I actually enjoyed talking to him; he’s a good kid who’s clearly had a rough upbringing and I knew that I would never act upon the attraction I had for him anyway. When we got to the hotel, he was like a little kid at Christmas. The view of the city skyline etc was incredible for him. After a few more pipes, Tard announced that he’d find a way to pay me back and, I thought, alluded to sexual favours. When I told him in no uncertain terms that I expected nothing in return but he could pay me half of the hotel bill when he could afford it if he wanted to. He seemed happy with that and we were having a great time just chilling. Until a few hours later, Tardy suddenly said, with a huge mischievous grin on his face, “I’m horny as fuck. I’ll suck your dick if you suck mine”. My immediate reaction was more annoyance than anything else but, I admit, Tard voicing the idea had caused some movement of blood in my nether regions. And then he started flirting full on. It was either that or he was taking the piss. He touched my arm; put his hand on my leg and left it there too long. It even felt as if he’d reached toward my cock before taking his hand away. I kept saying “please don’t mate”. I was speechless otherwise. He settled a bit but the look in his eyes remained...and, by now, I’m now getting pretty uncomfortable and embarrassed. And then Tard’s lowered his pants and his cock is out. It’s a fucking nice one too. Pretty big and oddly thick and veiny for such a skinny bloke. He’s rock hard and playing with himself. I couldn’t look away. Honestly, I wanted to deepthroat him right then and I doubt I was hiding the look of lust on my face. Until he took his shirt off. His body is gorgeous and I couldn’t hide my attraction any longer. My erection was pushing hard to escape and Tard made it clear he had noticed. But I still said, “no.” This wasn’t my intention in helping him and I hated the idea that he might think that’s how he could, or should, repay me. Tard just said, “shut the fuck up. We’re doing this because we want to” and he leaned forward to kiss me; just a small, almost apologetic peck initially but then he moved close and started touching my body and staring into my eyes. His touch seemed confident and assertive at the same time as seeming gentle and calming. Then he started kissing me passionately and his hand’s on my cock. I remember just looking at his chest and his nipples and all I could think about was how weirdly smooth and hairless his chest was compared to his face and his arms and legs. How beautiful those huge brown nipples were. How, when you really looked at them, there were a few strands of blonde chest hair around each nipple and some tufts of slightly darker hair on his chest. And how enticing they’d be to wake up to if you’d fallen asleep with your face resting on that beautiful chest the night before (preferably from exhaustion while feeling a firm young cock slowly losing its erection but never quite becoming flaccid.) As much as I kept protesting that he didn’t need to do this, Tard just kept kissing me and touching me, coaxing me to respond. Not that I didn’t lose that battle the instant his lips and his caress set my senses on fire. We were both as horny as hell and when I kissed, then licked and then sucked his left nipple, he groaned. It was the hottest sound I think I’ve ever heard. This young man was as turned on as I was. He wasn’t doing this because he thought he had to. And he was already naked and moving to lie down on the bed, easing me with him. All I wanted to do was ask him how his skin was so soft..it’s really annoying how my over analytical nature doesn’t even lay off when my senses are on fire....so I grabbed the pipe, and went shotgun with a massive amount of smoke in his mouth. At some point, Tard paused and said, “you need to understand that this is not something I haven’t done before. I have. Sure there’s been times when I’ve hated myself for it. But there have been others where I enjoyed it. And I’m loving this and I want this. With you. You make me feel special. You don’t talk to me like I’m dumb, like I’m a loser. You’ve shown me more care after meeting me a couple of times than some people I’ve known my whole life. Don’t worry: I’ve sucked cock to get drugs. I fucked blokes to get drugs. I’ve taken plenty of cocks just to score. Fuck me dead, I’ve taken cocks when there was nothing in it for me except not getting bashed. I’ve been fucked full of so much cum by so many blokes that I used to wonder why they didn’t talk to my “dirty boy cunt”. But I like having sex on drugs too and I’ve begged for cock after cock and load after load because that’s all I was to them. Been there, only a few months ago. Got gangbanged by probably a dozen old men because they gave me all the gear I could take and them some. And, afterwards, I had sex with another old guy because he was the only one who asked me if I was ok. So I said thank you the best way I know how. I pulled him towards me, kissed him and said, “please come here and make love to me. And I turned myself on my back and lifted my legs up and said, “give me your load daddy”. And he did. He fucked another load of cum into me. And I loved him for it. He fucked me like I was the only cunt left in the world. He blew in me like all the others but then he kissed me and held me and even told me that he was fucking his cum into me. His cum was to seed my cunt alone, not to be passed around to the next cock. And I loved him for that. But I still enjoy getting fucked. I love it. I love fucking women too but, shit, I think there’s hardly been a month when I haven’t gone out alone so I could get my cunt pounded. I’m good at giving it and at taking it. Both to live and because I enjoy the sensation of it all. And now there’s you. A hot guy who’s so caring that he can’t accept that he’s even sexier because he’s a bit shy and a bit worried about getting some care back. You’ve made a difference to me, you know. The way you look at me with all that lust but then you worry that you’re like the other thousand dicks that have blown their load into my cunt. But you’re nothing like them. You cared about me when your dick wanted you to fuck me like a worthless cunt but you actually talked to me like I was worth talking to. I want this, and I want you to want me just because you want this too.” I know I just collapsed into him when he said that. And, somewhere in exploring his body, my cock and his arse crack rubbed against each other and the boy just sighed. A massive sigh. That alone made my cock go even harder and Tard must’ve sensed it too because he started working his hole back toward the head of my cock. I can’t honestly even remember what he said but it was along the lines of “I’m so happy you top. It’s going to be yours tonight. I know you’re dying to get my cock in you and you will. And now you know that I can’t wait for you to fuck me”...which, of course, was my cue to thrust into his arse. I’d intended only to insert the tip but, somehow, I slammed into him, tearing through his second sphincter as well. I’m blaming the bottom though: Tard’s entire body just seemed to heave and push back on me so I gently pushed in further. Before I knew it, my cock was exploring the walls of his innards. I love watching a man’s eyes react when you penetrate his hole and the groan he made was just magical. And then Tard blurted out, “have you ever slammed?” It sounds awful in hindsight but it was so hot, so unbelievably hot, at the time. “Yes. Have you?” And his eyes lit up. “We’re going to slam fuck each other one day soon, aren’t we?” You should have felt how his body wrapped around my cock even more when I said, “I have some fits. We can do it tonight.” And, at that moment, one of us moved in such a way that our bodies were fucking each other. I don’t know if I thrust into Tard or if he thrust his cunt back onto my cock but suddenly I had ripped through his sphincter and was balls deep inside him. I’m a bottom who’s learned to be versatile, especially if a man has already taken control of my cunt and fucked me silly. Flipping is easy then. But it usually takes the attempted destruction of my cunt to make my dick reliable. Even though I flip pretty skilfully nowadays, I rarely top first. But we were fucking like animals. It was as animalistic and violent a fuck as I think I’ve ever done. Everything I saw from Tard, every sound he made, every thrust demanding I go deeper and harder...everything just made my desire for him and his pleasure more urgent. My cock and his cunt were one. I doubt I’ve ever loved another human being as completely as I did as I was making mad violent love to him. And then we flipped. And flipped. And flipped. After a few hours of fucking, we held each other a while. I’ve kissed and licked and sucked every inch of that boy’s body. And we ended up staying for three nights. We invited a few other guys over after the first day and a bit and it’s fair to say that Tard’s almost as insatiable for cock and cum as I am now. I’ve booked him into a hostel for a few weeks so he can sort out what he wants. And he’s got a standing invitation to stay with me on the farm as often and for as long as he needs. I’m already missing him. I want his cock inside me. I’m encouraging him to get tested for HIV but that’s up to him. It’s my birthday next week; I’m hoping he’ll get tested so he can tell me, if he tests positive, that he’s giving me an extra special present. But that’s selfish of me, I know...but it’d add even more fire to our love making. And, of course, I want my cock inside him. Not because I enjoy fucking the young man and not even because he derives so much pleasure from it...but because I get to hold him and feel the softness of his skin and smell him. He’s already reminded me of something I started to lose sight of: that it’s important sometimes just to be there for people you care about and have them care about you...

Indianapolis—December, 2019 I don’t remember how we met online. I do know that we have chatted off and on for almost a dozen years. Now that I was in the Mid-Indiana area, I wanted to see if we could finally meet. Sam was excited I was finally closer. His life was more complicated now as he lived with a straight family member. But in my fourth week there he finally had the house to himself. I asked if he wanted me to bring the sling. He did. He said he’d never been in one. I told him how much room it required and he thought the living room could take it. I found the house, finally, even though some street signs were down. It was small—and the living room was crowded, but we moved some furniture and made it happen. I really looked at him as we lugged a coffee table out of the room. He was my age…a good ten years older than the pics in his profile, but that was no issue. He was tall and thin. He was just beginning to show a gut—which was just more pronounced with his thin build. He had a decent cock—just under seven inches. But I was here for his ass… I sit on the couch. There is just room for him to kneel in front of me with the sling set up. “Let me get that dick nice and hard. And good and wet.” He is very verbal. Each time he does something he comments on it. “Your balls are delicious in that ripe jock. Let me get them wetter.” I let him suck me at his own pace. Only once do I push down on his head when he is struggling to take the last half inch. He gags. And actually has to excuse himself. He runs from the room. Fortunately, we both find it kinda hot. He comes back and sucks me with gusto. “Wanna get in the sling?” “Yeah. I’ve truly never been in one.” He sits and tips back into it expertly. H’mmmm… “And you are good with me going in raw?” “Yeah…” he fingers his hole and nods. “Just don’t cum in me.” I slap my hard cock on his balls. And kneel to eat his hole. The act of rimming him makes his mouth go non-stop. “Eat that hole. Stick your tongue in this mancunt. Eat me out…” On and on…but more hot than not. I stand up and push in. It’s an easier entry than I thought it might be, but it is still a tight hole. This causes another gush of words. “Fuck me. Use me. Fuck!” I speed up to a blistering fuck speed. I pound his hole—and abruptly pull it out. “Wha…??” “Taste your hole on my cock.” I move around the side of the sling and shove my cock in his mouth. He cleans me with abandon. When I move back to his ass, another torrent of words follow me. “Fuck, I taste good. That is hot. I don’t do that very often. You are such a [banned word]…” The last is cut short by my pushing into his ass again. I fuck long slow strokes, moving the sling back and forth with me standing still. “Fuck, that feels so good. I want your cum in me. I know I said I didn’t, but I don’t care. Cum in my hole. Cum in me!” He has begun to jerk his cock. He’s not fully hard anymore, but I am sure he is going to shoot pretty damn fast. “You want my cum in your hole?” I speed up, my hips taking over the driving fuck. “Yes, I want your load. I want your whole load deep inside. I want you. I want your cum…” More and more as he jerks. I have been fucking for maybe ten minutes. Are we truly done? I speed up the fuck even more, making the chains rattle. And something in his constant talk flips a switch in my brain. I am suddenly ready to breed. “I’m gonna load your ass. Want it?” “Yes! Breed me. Breed me deep. Let me feel it!” I give him three more strokes and fire off my load. I grunt it out, holding onto the sling frame. His cock erects. I can just lean down and take him in my mouth, keeping me firmly in his ass, and take his load into my mouth. Sam groans out his orgasm, his words becoming meaningless sounds. And that is it. We are done. Short and sweet. Though his cum was a little bitter… No jump to conclude it this time as it was so short, but feel free to peruse the 1050 other entries: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/

Near Home—August, 2019 The idea that the bookstore was my only source of fun for the summer was beginning to wear on me. But it really did seem the only answer. I couldn’t host with my house full of fellow employees. A drive to my friends and fuck buds who live in the area would use up too much time in driving so play would be short. This year, I had no one come to town to see me and help out with the gallons of semen churning, unused, in my balls. So I went to the bookstore. The first trip in August was so bad I don’t need to record anything much about it, other than to say I did nothing but watch a movie and stroke. Every man there felt it was hotter to watch an older, over tanned and truly ugly woman give head to her equally ugly husband in the straight theatre. After that, I resolved I needed to not go on the same day and the same time. By the next week, I changed some scheduling at work and got away for a Sunday afternoon instead. It made all the difference in the world. It didn’t hurt that the right men were there—and they were men who understood group play… When I arrive, not a soul is in the straight theatre. I sigh and walk over to the gay side. Two men, just a couple of years younger than me are taking turns sucking each other. They don’t stop when I enter. The one getting sucked waves me over to join them. I unbutton and stick my semihard into the mouth of the man currently getting blown. Soon I have both men on me. The guy sucking the sitting man gets a turn on my dick and the other goes from my cock to my balls. I let that go on for quite a long time. Soon enough, I am on my knees, taking turns on their two cocks. “You have to fuck me with that thing.” It’s the guy who blew me first, eager for it up his ass. He strips off his faded jeans and Andrew Christian underwear. He kneels on the chair and presents me with his ass. I’ve seen him get fucked before, but have never been in his ass. And I’m sure that he is a condom guy. The third man moves around to feed the potential fuckee his cock. I begin to eat out the hole presented to me. It’s a hot August day and there is plenty of sweat mixed with residual Irish Spring. My tongue has him moaning around the cock in his mouth. I dig deep and am so ready to fuck. I stand up and slap my cock against his hole. “I don’t have a Magnum,” I say. “Just fuck me,” he groans, taking the cock out of his mouth. “Fuck him raw,” says the other guy, who shoves himself back into the waiting mouth. I now think they may be partners from the practiced way they have shared my dick. I spit on my cock and go in slowly. I bottom out easily. He’s slick and warm. I hold for a second as a new man walks in. He’s gym built and 25 years younger than any of us fucking. He whips out a stubby dick and strokes it as I begin to fuck. “That is so hot,” says the man in his mouth. The guy I’m fucking is stroking himself and trying to keep sucking the dick in front of him, but he keeps stopping to tell me how good it feels. Soon the built guy moves behind the guy getting his cock sucked and begins working his nipples through the worn t-shirt he’s wearing. The man groans and explodes into the fuckee’s mouth. This causes the man I’ve fucking to shoot as well. He clamps down hard on my cock as his cum spatters onto the seat of the chair. We all disengage. They dress and I start to put my cock away. “Don’t do that,” says the built guy. He kneels and takes my dick, fresh from the guy’s ass and sucks it. “This is going up my ass.” The first couple thanks me and leaves. The built guy pulls off my dick and whips out his phone. “Can I? No face.” I nod. He takes a picture of my wet dick. “Let me send this to my bud. He’s in the arcade.” He does—adding a quick message. Then he’s back to giving me some really good head. I can’t wait to eat out his gym built ass. The door opens. A big, beefy man walks in wearing a Cubs tee. “I need to see this in person,” he says, with a wave at my cock in his friend’s mouth. He kneels next to his bud. My dick is soon passed back and forth. The beefy guy is not as good with his mouth, but I love how he thinks. He says “Don’t you want this cock up your ass? I sure do.” They agree and strip out of shorts and tees. We use a different chair. Gym Built goes ass up first. I eat his hole. His cheeks are like iron—solid mounds of flesh I have to work to pull apart.... FOR THE REST OF THE POST VISIT: https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/09/you-gonna-take-his-load.html

Is it just me? or does the smell of suntan lotion make you even hornier than normal? A friend with benefits told me it is because in Canada it is so freakin 'cold in winter, all our GOOD memories are associated with the smell of cocoa butter tan lotion. LOL. I was chilling out on a Sunday afternoon. The sun was beatin' down on my deck. Tunes were hot. Cocktails were cold. I was lathered up in lotion and sweaty and drippy and horny. Hopped online and was immediately greeted by a buddy. A fuck buddy. I have sucked and fucked with him, his partner separately and the two together. They like to get a little piggy and that suits me fine. R always tops. His cock is uncut and is always hard. The fucker shoots massive loads as well. He should, he's only 30. His partner P is the older man in the relationship - early 50's. Average cut cock that is ALSO always hard. He flip/flops depending on his mood. I invited them over, but they weren't going to be free until around 9 pm and hell, I was horny NOW! There really weren't a lot of guys online on a sunny Sunday afternoon, and I sighed and resolved myself to a wank. I didn't want to wait until 9. I had just purchased a new dildo and thought this would be a great time to try it out solo first.... and I hoped in the shower and gave myself a nice leisurely clean out. This tool was about 12 inches and thick, so I did a really thorough job. Once I knew I was sparklin' clean, I grabbed my toy and got starting really dumping a big glob of lube up my hole. I took a couple of huffs of poppers and relaxed immediately. I was horny and I wanted this big cock. I was working my way down on this big black dildo and enjoying myself while watching a hot furry Daddy with a shaved head sitting down on his partner's big uncut cock. It looked fabulous, and I mimicked him as he slowly worked that hard cock deeper into his hole. The deeper he went, the deeper I went on my fake thick black dick. It still felt great and I fantasized that it was ME in the video starting to rock back and forth on that big dick. My cock was rock hard and I was just ready to start working it when my phone CHIMED. I wouldn't normally bother looking and would just finish getting off, but I saw it was a new 'friend with benefits' I had met a few weeks ago. It was fucking hot and I wanted a repeat. U was a very fucking sexy black guy who had just relocated into the area. He didn't know a lot of people and was looking for a fuck buddy and friend. Perfect. He was versatile and our first visit was pretty fun... cum everywhere. So when I saw his name pop up, I texted him back and asked how he was doing. I knew he had company coming from Windsor for the weekend. He replied he had just dropped his 'aunties' off at the train station and was about 5-10 minutes away. Was I free for a quick visit? He was passing through on the way home and had company coming for a visit. Of course he was welcome!!! Perfect... a good hard romp with a hot guy and then he has to leave. LOL. I was already cleaned out, so I just threw on a cock ring and a bright jock and headed downstairs. He was there in a few minutes and within 5 minutes he was sitting in my chair, legs spread, me in between them suckling his 8" cock, while he watched a hung thick black Daddy working his big dick into a white bottom Daddy. He said he loved this particular movie because it had a couple of interesting parts that really turned him on. I was happy we enjoyed some of the same porn, and really worked on his big cock. I had him groaning and moaning as I swallowed his thick cock and licked his hairy balls. I worked a slick finger slowly into his hole and gave him a nice gentle prostate massage while I continued to slowly deep throat him. He played with his nipples and looked down at me while I worked up and down on that wet meat. I slapped his thick cock on my tongue and he groaned and pushed forward, trying to slide that fat fuckstick deep into my mouth. I was talking dirty to him the whole time and I could feel his prostate get hard and he starting shooting cum. Massive load. Tasted great. As I was licking his cock clean, his phone went off. It was his buddy who was on his way to visit and he was about one hour out. "U" covered the phone and whispered.... "Want to meet my best friend? He's a cool guy. He's kinda hot too. We have been friends forever and fuck buddies for years. Oh, and he has a massive cock. I think you'd like one another". "Oh ya... tell him to drop over.... let's suck and fuck. Top? Bottom? Versatile?" "Top. HUGE cock.. you're gonna love him". Then he pushed me forward over the massage table and starting sliding his thick knob against my pucker. I could feel the fat head splitting open my hole with each thrust up and down. Just a little at a time. Fucking tease! But he kept at it and then he gave it that one last slow push right from the edge of my hole right in to my ass ring - with his balls resting on my balls. Fucking hot. He started slow little thrusts. Told me I was going to be very happy with his buddy G. That G liked to fuck hot white Daddy hole and he was going to love MY hole. He told G that I was a great cocksucker and a hot fuck.... they had been fuck buddies long enough that they both knew what the other guy like. So I start egging him on. I taunt him a little bit to turn his crank..."You gonna load my hole up with your hot seed before your buddy gets here U? Are you gonna coat my guts with your poz sperm and get me ready for your dude friend?" He groaned and started to fuck a little harder. "You've had your aunties underfoot for three days. I bet you got no jerk off time to yourself. You need to blow another load. Blow it in my ass. Get your rocks off knowing that your buddy will be second man inside. Let's see if he notices". He groaned again and started really digging into my ass. "C'mon U. Slide that big cock head in past the second ring and unload up there. Your buddy G will have it down coating his cock when he slides in. Give me a load of your cum dude". That did it. He grabbed my hips and just pummelled the living fuck out of my hole. Banging it. Pushing into the second ring. Holding it. Pulling out to the edge. Slamming that big dick and opening me up. "I can feel your ass muscles milking my cock head. Holy fuck. Keep milking me and stroking me with your hole dude. Wow". Then I could feel the warmth. I could feel him give that one last push. In nice and deep. Plugging that second ring with the fat head of his dick as the hot poz sperm starting pumping into my guts. I squeezed his cock as he stroked from the rim of my ass all the way back into my guts. Slow. Pumping and squishing. Careful to not spill any. Then he slapped my ass and said "Let's hit the hot tub and wait for G". So U and I hit the hot tub at 5pm to wait for his buddy to show up. When he does, I'm struck at how fucking handsome this black Daddy looked standing at my front door. His eyes lit up a little when I opened the door and he gave me a big smile. "Hi ... I"m G. Wow.. U wasn't kidding when he said I would like you....you are hot" He had me blushing like a school girl. "C'mon in and we're in the hot tub." He smiled when he walked out on the deck and I saw him coyly give U a subtle 'thumbs up'. I had already sat down in the tub when G pulled his shorts off and placed them across a chair. His cock looked to be about 8 inches SOFT and monster balls swinging underneath it all as he sat down into the tub. Holy crap! U wasn't kidding about it being big. We had a nice 15 soak and got to know one another and I gestured for us to head back into the house where the porn was running. We got back inside and I pointed to the same chair where U had sat earlier. U went and sat in the chair next to him and just smiled. I dropped to my knees and pulled G's legs apart. That big cock was running at half mast and I could see it lengthening AND thickening at the same time. I leaned forward and looked right up at him and grasped his cock in my hand. My fingers barely reached. I'm a piano player with long fingers! It had to be 6-7 inches round. Probably the fattest cock I have ever seen. And he was looking down at me and smiling and nodding. I licked the precum off the tip and he visibly flinched in the chair... he twitched again when I swallowed the fat uncut head and pushed the foreskin back with my tongue, while swirling around the sensitive head. He groaned and was thrashing a little as I worked his big cock down my throat. I paused for a hit of poppers and looked over that U. He was sitting stroking his hard cock (again!!) and smiling at G. "You enjoying that hot mouth G? Doesn't he suck cock like a pro? He is a pro! He knows how to work a cock buddy. Enjoy yourself". And back to it I went. And slobbered and deep throated that big cock for about 15 minutes. G suddenly pushed me away gently and gave the universal sign for 'turn around'. I leaned over the corner of the massage table and made sure my ass was at a good height for him and I waited. A few seconds later, he gave my hole a big swipe with his tongue. Then he immediately shoved his tongue into my hole and opened it up quickly. He pulled back and spit. Then he leaned forward and licked some more. I pushed my ass out and he started sucking on my ass lips and moaning. I could see him stroking that big baseball bat slowly while he ate my hole and slobbered. He reached around and stroked my dripping cock as he slowly slid his cock across my hole. Repeatedly. Him and G even fucked the same. This was gonna be interesting. He took his time and had incredible hip action. He slowly pumped that fat head back and forth. I could feel my hole opening up. It was sucking his cockhead inside my hot guts. I wanted to see that big cock splitting me open into a round pouty ring of flesh. He leaned over my shoulder and licked my ear and whispered... "You are a sexy man. I am going to open your hole up for my big cock and the two of us are going to enjoy fucking one another. I can tell. And then I'm gonna load your ass up with a big load of Detroit cum dude. You're gonne love it". And the fucking really started to happen. Insistent. Slow. Pushing. Twisting. Some short punchy thrusts, followed my out to the edge and back inside thrusts. I took a few more hits and willed myself to enjoy this huge cock who was enjoying my hole. We both felt my ass give away and that monster was going to go up inside. We both knew it. He did it in one slow slide. I opened my muscles up and totally relaxed as this monstrous cock opened me up. He was groaning and saying "Oh fuck.. oh fuck... oh gawd he can milk a cock U... you were SO right". I was totally enjoying his nice deep thrusts and zoning out a little when on one of my forward thrusts, I felt a big hard cock at my lips. I immediately opened up and U slid his dripping cock into my mouth. The two friends locked hands over top of me and gave me a good solid air tight suck and fuck. They were telling me that this was a very hot scene and they were talking about my hole and how good it felt and how juicy it was and tight, and what great ass control I had - when suddenly G looked across my back at U and said... "You fucker. You've already loaded this Daddy up with your hot cum haven't you? No wonder it is so juicy". U laughed and said "Ya bitch. I loaded him up first. You're getting sloppy seconds". That was the magic thought... G roared his head back and went crazy pounding my ass. He actually lifted me off the ground twice while unloading deep in my guts. Of course, that set of U and he unloaded in my mouth... telling G that he was cumming as well. This put ME over the top and my load started spewing everything. Suddenly G pulled out of my ass and U pulled out of my mouth. As I was trying to figure out what happened, U shoved his dripping cock into my dripping hole and rammed right in to his balls. Then he stroked in/out and churned up the two loads inside me.... and churned in a third. Meanwhile, G was stuffing that cummy, sloppy big fucking dick into my mouth. I was moaning and licking the cum off his cock and balls, then worked my head down gently onto his foreskin and sucked it clean. What a fucking treat. We gathered our energy for a bit and talked about 'things we had enjoyed' (notes for next time). G lapped away at cleaning the outside of my hole and licking all the mixed cum from the three of us. It was pretty hot and I was getting horny again.... but the guys had to go. Of course, my first question was "How long are you visiting for dude?". LOL Turns out he is here for a week. Got a text from U this morning thanking me for a very hot and sexy night and showing his hot Daddy buddy a good introduction to Canada. GRIN. That's me. The fucking BB ambassador! grin. The second text was better though... U told me that G wanted another go at my mouth and ass before he went back to USA... would I be interested?? Hell ya! Just as the guys were driving away, my phone rang.... my two other FB's were really horny and wanted to cum see my new sling. Did I wanna play? They both wanted to unload and I couldn't see any logical reason to say NO... so I said... get your asses over here. Let's play

Like a lot of guys, I had done some limited experimentation with my buddies when I was younger. We played some truth and dare type things where we pulled our pants down and played with our dicks in front of a couple of other buds - but that was about it. I got a lot of curious looks from my friends, as I was the only one who was uncut in our group. They found it odd and their comments made me pretty self conscious about it. I also realized from those limited circle jerk situations that cocks could exist in all shapes and sizes... and that intrigued me a little. But overall, I was pretty shy and quiet about sex and my uncut cock. Years later, I was unhappily married with a sex life that was mediocre at best and had decided to 'stick it out' until the kids were old enough to be away at school and on their own. I was a good Catholic boy and the thought of having an affair had never really crossed my mind, so I had resolved myself to finding some hot porn sites and stroking until I blew my load. However, I eventually realized that I was enjoying looking at the various cocks in the porn just as much as the pussies. In fact, I was becoming more aroused at the hard dicks than I was looking at women. One day, I saw an advertisement for a 'gay hookup' site and with my heart pounding a little and my hands sweating, I clicked on the link. I looked the site over and decided to create a 'free' account to have a peek around. Needless to say, my mind was blown with pictures of real 'live' people from around my area. A lot of the guys were gay or bi or quite a few 'rather not say' types. I browsed the site and started to learn more about tops and bottoms and all the wonderful things men liked to do to/with one another. Because my account was 'free', I was restricted to only viewing a fixed amount of profiles per day. I knew the shtick. They wanted my money. A couple of months later, I screwed up my courage and paid my money and got a full account. I had a digital camera and tripod and using the timer, I managed to take a few shots of my body - front and back. I wasn't really sure what to say in my profile, so I said I was married and curious about a lot of stuff. Looking back, I know now how silly that must have sounded, but I really WAS curious and didn't know what else to write. Within a week, I had an email from a very hot looking guy from Toronto. He was a little younger than me and single and gay. His profile showed a nice hairy chest, nice pecs, flat tummy and a huge uncut cock. He had sent me a note and said it was nice to see another guy on the site with an uncut cock. He was a pretty low key guy and we emailed back and forth for a number of weeks getting to know one another. He answered a lot of my questions about his lifestyle and I found him to a be a very nice guy. One weeknight we were chatting back/forth and he asked if I would consider coming into the city to meet for a coffee and perhaps if we 'clicked'... something more. He was very low pressure and really put me at ease. I was very curious to see if he was as nice in person as he was online and I agreed to come into the city the following Saturday for a public meeting. I was very nervous and almost chickened out, but decided to at least meet the guy - Dave - and have a coffee and chat. He had suggested a place in the Toronto gay village and off I went. He had said he would be wearing a red jacket and baseball cap, so I replied I would wear a red jacket as well. I walked into the coffee shop and felt that every single person in the place knew I was there cheating on my wife and was meeting up with another guy. Of course, nobody took notice of me at all as I walked up to the counter and ordered. While I waited, I discreetly scanned the room for the jacket/hat combination. I took my coffee and stepped aside to let the next customer in line step forward and heard a voice at my elbow say "Ed? Is that you". I nearly dropped my coffee as I realized Dave had been standing right behind me in line. His eyes glistened with amusement at my sudden jolt, and he stuck his hand out and shook mine. "I'm Dave". And those eyes were big and beautiful and brown. He was Italian and had dark features and was handsome as fuck. He beckoned for me to follow him with a tilt of his head, and we walked over to a table far from everyone else. I couldn't help but look at his hard bubble butt, packed into a pair of tight jeans as I walked behind him - looking around to see if I knew anyone in a coffee shop 100 kilometers away from home. LOL. Paranoid. He was very pleasant to talk to and our conversation covered a lot of different territory for the next half hour as we relaxed and got to know one another in person. At one point, he laid his hand across the top of mine on the table and looked at me with those big eyes that were once again twinkling with a devilish gleam. I didn't pull away, but felt a little jolt of electricity up my arm. "Are you interested in another cup of coffee? Perhaps at my place down the street"? he asked. What the hell. I had driven an hour to get here. I really enjoyed his company. He was sexy as fuck. In for a pound. Five minutes later, we walked into a nicely furnished one bedroom apartment and he closed and locked the door. We looked at one another and he pressed me gently up against the hallway entrance and kissed me. He was an incredible kisser and I instantly relaxed and got into my first MM french kiss. We kissed and our hands roamed and I could feel him pull my shirt out of my jeans and slowly twist each button open until he had my chest completely exposed. He slipped my shirt off while kissing me the entire time. I knew I wanted to see that hairy chest from the pics in person and I returned the favour. I licked his neck, nibbled his ear and stopped only long enough to pull his shirt over his head. He smiled and stroked my chest and nipples while I did the same and then he pulled me towards his bedroom by my belt hoops in my pants. When we got there, he resumed the kissing and opened my belt and pants and let them drop down to the floor. He pulled a blanket off a shelf and threw it on the bed and gently pushed me back while he undid his pants to expose some very colourful underwear with a HUGE wet bulge protruding. As I leaned back on the bed, he slid my Calvin's down my legs and dropped them on the floor and pushed me further back onto the bed while crawling between my legs. I watched silently as he grasped my rock hard cock in his right hand and looked up at me and winked. Then he slowly put my cock into his mouth and licked all around the head. He swirled his tongue around my sensitive corona and I gasped. But then he slowly worked the entire length of my cock into his throat, bobbing slowly a little deeper with each pass. He continued to swirl his tongue around my shaft and I thought I was going to cum right then and there. He sensed it and pulled off a little. Then he took my foreskin between his lips and stretched it. He nipped gently at the skin and stuck his tongue under the skin and did things I didn't know were possible. All the while I was moaning like crazy and afraid I was gonna blow. I finally pushed him off me, and rolled him over onto his back while my eyes zeroed in on that big bulge. I had to see what was under those Calvin's. He put his hands behind his head and relaxed while I pulled them down slowly. I looked down as his thick cockhead slapped back against his stomach. It was hard and already dripping copious amounts of precum. I could smell his arousal once I had the underwear off his ankles and I tossed them onto the floor. He didn't say a word as I gripped his cock in my hand and slowly jerked his cock up and down. Mesmerized, I watched the thick foreskin slide over his head and then slide back down his shaft. More precum bubbled from the tip so I leaned forward and licked it. He gasped and twitched. I took the head into my mouth and slid my tongue under his foreskin. I wanted to get every drop of precum that was coating that fat head and I started to stroke him slowly while going deeper into my mouth. I had purchased a dildo a few month before to practice in case I ever got the nerve to suck a real cock and was grateful that I had at least 'some limited' experience swallowing a cock. But this cock was thicker, and it was warm and it throbbed in my hand and in my mouth. This cock was a real man's dick and I wanted to devour it and taste more. I held his cock in one hand and stroked it slowly while I let my tongue travel down to his balls. They were trimmed and I lapped at them like a thirsty dog. Slowly putting one ball into my mouth and swirling it around. Then sliding my tongue to the other side and licking and swallowing his other ball. Then back up to the top of his cock and started easing it into my mouth and throat again. He wasn't pushing me. He was letting me pick my own speed. I wanted to feel that big head work its way into my throat. My inexperience got me a few times and I choked a bit, but was right back down on it immediately. This went on for a few minutes, then he grabbed my shoulders and hissed that he was going to cum - to pull off. But there was no way I was going to missed this opportunity, so I sucked him into my mouth, tongued his head and reached up and tweaked his hard brown nipples. That did it. The first shot hit my throat and before I could register what was happening, his second and third shot were erupting in my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as possible. His cum was not bitter at all, it had a wonderful taste to it and I wanted it all. I sucked and licked the head and the shaft clean and looked up at him with a grin. "You are one hot sexy fucker" he said. "The whole buildup over the months plus that excellent blow job did me in. I'm sorry I came so fast. Are you serious that this was your first blowjob"? I explained that I knew what I liked, so I knew what I figured he would like and I thoroughly enjoyed my first hot load of cum in my mouth. He rolled over between my legs again and licked all the precum that was dripping from my slit and down my shaft. Then he scooted forward on his knees until his ass was sitting on my crotch and started kissing me again. Our tongues lashed out against one another and he was grinding that hot bubble ass against my hard cock. The dripping juices were making things slick between us and he suddenly stopped moving and looked at me. I looked at him questioningly and I felt him grasp my hard cock in one hand while he scooted up just a little bit more. Then I felt him put my cockhead against the entrance to his hole. He looked at me for a second, and when I didn't say anything he started to sit back onto my cock. I watched his face as the head of my dick slid through his tight ring. He stopped for a second and grabbed a bottle of lube from under the pillow and quickly coated my cock. Then while looking right into my eyes, he slow sunk down onto the length of my dick. His hole was tight and warm and juicy. He slid up and down slowly a few times and then stopped for a second. He leaned forward to start kissing again and started riding my cock. Slowly rocking back and forth. I could feel him squeezing my cock with his ass and wondered how the hell he was doing that? But fuck - it felt wonderful. He rode my cock and squeezed and milked my cock and I looked down to see that big fat Italian cock was hard again and dripping onto my belly button. I reached down and grasped his dick in my hand and started to wank him slowly to the same rhythm as his bounces. I could feel my balls starting to tingle and I told him I was going to cum. "Cum in my ass" he told me and really started bucking. I could feel him pull right to the edge of his hole then impale himself down to the base of my cock.... faster and faster. Suddenly, he started shooting cum and his hole was twitching and gripping my cock. That was it for me and I lost it. I lunged up into his guts and felt the cum surge from my balls and start to spew into his hole. My cock had penetrated up in to his second ring at this point and I knew I was seeding him deep. His entire hole was milking my load and we were both panting and moaning. When I finished shooting, I realized my hands and stomach were covered in his cum and he leaned forward again to kiss me some more. Gently nips at my lips, ear lobes, some tongue swapping. My head was reeling from the entire scene and I couldn't believe I had just fucked my first male ass. And bareback to boot. We got up and hit the shower together. More kissing and fondling and I couldn't resist when he turned around and stuck his ass toward me in the shower and said he wanted another load. My cum was already dripping from his hole, so there was no need for lube. I easily slid back into his tight hole and was thrilled to feel my cock sliding around in a wet slimy hole of cum. I reached around the stroked his dick again while I pumped his ass from behind until I dumped a second load deep inside. Exhausted, we washed one another down and dried one another off. He asked me if I would be willing to do a repeat performance sometime? He had really enjoyed himself. I replied that I also enjoyed myself and wanted a second round. Except, I wanted him to fuck me with that big fat Italian cock. As I kissed him goodbye, he took my hand and put it down to feel that big fat Italian cock was hard again. "This is all yours next time fucker" he whispered as I slipped out the open door.