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This is a real life experience of mine that's pretty hot (at least to me!) on a number of levels - first it involves a military guy, a favorite type of mine; second it has a great (and ultimately harmless) revenge factor in it; and finally it took place in my early 20s and was my first encounter with doing T. Though my family was 4th generation New York City on both sides, my parents chose to move to the burbs 15 miles north of Manhattan before I was born (so of course, as soon as I went to College at 17, I went to a NYC university and moved myself BACK there!). Sometime around the time I was about 6 or 7, which would be 1968 or 1969, a feud among two groups of kids in my neighborhood evolved from screaming matches and minor mischief to an all-out "war" - of rotting apples no less - hurled with astonishing accuracy one late summer evening. The combatants included my older brother (now a police sergeant) and most of the other kids of the 13 - 16 year old age group. I was just an innocent by-stander who happened to be considered a prime target by the "bullies" my bro and his friends were fighting. Therefore, one of the toughest kids in the neighborhood, who was also an astonishingly good southpaw pitcher on the playing field, clocked me in rapid succession with an apple to the gut, and then one to the head. I went down like I was pole-axed, gasping to breathe as the wind had been knocked out of me... the result of seeing a little kid down and not breathing broke the battle up immediately and the "bullies" took off majorly chagrined. Within just a year or two, the kid who pegged me was shipped off by his parents to the military to get him under control... Fast forward to 1985. I had just finished a summer stock season and had 10 days before I was due at a regional theater in the midwest for a 5 month run. I had a guy subletting my apartment in NYC through 'til the end of that run, so I really couldn't go back to my apartment for the 10 days. My parents were cool with me staying in my old room in the 'burbs, so I was staying at the old homestead. I was horny - having lived in NYC since 1980 when I headed to college, I was used to sex anytime I wanted it - not just bars, but sex clubs, the Rambles in Central Park, the Trucks in the Village, bathhouses, the Y on 62nd Street, you name it. Back in those days even the burbs had gloryholes in almost every department store... so since I wanted sex and not chat with old buddies at the local gay bar, I popped over to the mall to see if there was any action. Sure enough, the T-room at Bamburgers was hopping - too busy to get anything done, really. I found myself cruising a real hottie - blond buzz cut, 'stache, mirrored sunglasses - screamed "MILITARY"! - and he was cruising me right back. With a jerk of his head to the door, he headed out and I followed. Out on the sales floor he says to me, "got anywhere to go?" and I told him no, I was staying with my parents for a few days. He laughs and says that he was in exactly the same situation! Both of us were very frustrated when he says, "you cool with doing it outside, so long as its somewhere no one could see us?". I told him that was great with me, lead the way. He had taken the bus, so we went to my car and I told him to direct me where we were going. Soon enough, we're headed down the main road my 'rents live on and I say "are we close?" and he said we were. I started to laugh and of course he asked why and I said, "because that green house up there is my parents house..." Turns out HIS parents lived right around the corner - I asked where we were going to play and he asked if I knew the path through the woods behind his house that led to an old cemetery. I knew it well and also knew the abandoned graveyard was not patrolled - it was an excellent suggestion on a warm summer night. He said he needed a few things from inside the house and I said I'd go drop the car back at my parents and meet him on the street in front of his house in five minutes. I dropped off the car and pulled my knapsack from the trunk, stuffing a picnic blanket into it, and returned to his parents house. He was waiting for me with a military rucksack, and I followed him along the side of the house into the back yard and on the path through the woods. There was a moon, so we could see, although everything was in stark contrast. I indicated his rucksack as we walked. "Military?" I asked. "Yep, army helicopter pilot on leave," was the response. "Damn hot" I told him. "You're pretty damn hot yourself, man" was his response. "You grew up to be real eye candy." I stopped walking for a second. "Wait a minute. Do I know you?" He started to chuckle, "I'm afraid you do, but you might not realize its me. I think I've owed you an apology for about 15 years...". And that was when I started to laugh along with him. "See," he said. "You do remember." "Kinda' hard to forget - you pitch a mean fastball..." "I pitch a mean fuck too, but I think I kind of owe it to you to let you start this thing on top..." "Damn straight, man." "Nothin' straight about it...". We both laughed. "So you're... John, right?" I said. "Yep," he said, "and if I recall, so are you?" I nodded as we both continued to chuckle. We came out of the woods at that point and came into the rear portion of the old cemetery. The land was cleared of trees but only a few tombstones were scattered around here and there - the main portion of the graveyard was up a 20 foot slope on the other side of the field. There were hundreds of monuments and tombstones and even a couple of crypts up there. We found a flat likely spot away from the path and screened by a few stones. I threw down the picnic blanket. I let him know that I had poppers and KY in my kit as we sat down. "Cool" he said, and pulled something out of his rucksack. It was a pipe made out of glass, and although I'd never seen one like it, it was not a pot pipe nor a crackpipe. He put something that looked like a big piece of road salt into it and heated it up from underneath with a lighter. "What is that?" I asked. "You not cool with getting high?" he replied. "No problem, I've done a bunch of different things, but what is that?" It being the '80s and having been a club kid all through university, I'd done pot, which bored me; and ecstasy, which made me throw up; and coke, which could be fun during sex, but damn expensive, and faded too fast. I wasn't interested in PCP or anything that would make me hallucinate, and crack was something I was leery of. He assured me it wasn't crack, it was crystal and after taking a big hit himself he leaned over and shotgunned it to me. The vapor was much smoother than any weed I'd ever had (I wasn't then and never have been a cigarette smoker) and it was easy enough to inhale from him. After I exhaled, he held the pipe up to my lips with the lighter underneath and told me to draw slow and steady. I did, amazingly not coughing like I would with 420, and after a few moments, exhaled a pretty big cloud of white vapor. "Excellent," he said. "Now take another big hit and shotgun it back to me." I did so, and the next few minutes were spent shotgunning hits back and forth and making out. It only took a little while for me to feel an effect and I thought it was awesome. "Fuck!" I said. "I thought I was horny before, this stuff has me ready to tear your clothes to shreds!" "Then let's get naked" he replied. We both started ripping our clothes off and tossing them aside - we were screened enough, and I was getting high enough that being totally naked where someone just might see us didn't concern me in the least. Turns out he had a great body (no surprise) with awesome pecs, with the right amount of blond fur all over. He was about two inches shorter than me, so about 5'10" but with that muscled chest he was a bit broader than my ripped but trimmer dancer frame and he outweighed me by probably 15 pounds. Our cocks were basically a match - average in length, but both fatter than normal and circumsized, though his ballsac hung down a LOT lower than mine did - I envied him that! Despite the tina, we were both sporting hardons. We did a few more puffs on the pipe while feeling each other up, then fell down into a 69, both of us sucking cock like our lives depended on it. I remember that cock being so amazing to suck and this went on for quite sometime, but I kept being distracted by little glimpses of paradise beyond his lowhangers. I came up for air... "Damn, I gotta get my tongue in your hole man...". "Yeah, baby," he replied. "Let's take another hit, then get your face in my ass and get it ready for your cock." Out came the lighter, white vapor curled, we puffed and shotgunned a few times and then he lay down on his back and lifted those legs. I pulled my poppers out of my bag. This was the real stuff in those days - amyl - and handed him the bottle. He took a big huff and passed them to me, and I took a huge huff as well. I got the top back on and slipped the bottle back in his hand just as they hit me and I went animal. I slid my knees on either side of him, pulled his legs way up and dove face first into that hairy hole. I was so intent on eating that hot manhole for all I was worth that I felt like I was shoving my tongue and half my head up his channel. He was nearly apoplectic with horniness as he thrashed and moaned under me, muttering "eat me man, eat me..." between moans for at least 15 minutes. Finally, I heard him huff the poppers and he said "Do it now man. FUCK ME!" I lowered his legs to my shoulders and dripped saliva onto my cock. No way I was stopping to find the KY now! He held the poppers under my nose while I did a hit, then returned the bottle to his nose while I slowly but steadily pressed into that butch butthole. Heaven. Between the poppers, the crystal, the fact that he was a hot military dude it was already one of my hottest fucks to date. That's when he pulled the final card. "Do me man! Fuck that hole. Punish me for being the fucked up bully I was to you. Take it out on my hole man - punish me good and make me your bitch tonight." THAT sent me into maniac mode. I literally roared (probably loud enough for some houses back in the neighborhood to hear if their windows were open) and WAILED on his hole. I fucked him missionary, I fucked him doggie, I pulled him onto my lap and made him ride me, then stood us up with his legs around my back and fucked him standing - which if I'd thought about it made us visible to anyone who happened to be cutting through the woods. We wound up back on the ground face to face when I finally blasted him full of cum, an orgasm that in my enhanced state felt like none I'd ever had before. "Now that was a grudge fuck for the ages, man. Way to go!" I remember him saying. "Let's puff up and then its my turn... you'll be amazed at the stamina this shit gives you." He put more rocks in the pipe and we puffed and made out and shotgunned and puffed. Then he had me stand up. "Show me that dancer butt you're going to give me." I turned around and heard him huffing poppers behind me then he grabbed my ass from his kneeling position and dove face into my crack. Locking my knees, I bent forward at the waist, and moaned as that tongue hit my hungry hole. I picked up the poppers and took two hits, closed the bottle then reached back and pulled my cheeks open further to allow his tongue better access. Then utilized my dancer's flexibility by wrapping my hands around my lower legs, sticking my head between my legs and licking and slurping on his balls and the tip of his cock. That set him off and he pulled away from my hole and hissed, "on your back, on your back, gotta fuck this ass...". Happy to oblige, I got on my back, spread and lifted my legs and smiled. He handed me the poppers, I hit them as he was spitting on his cock, and handed him back the bottle. His hard tool brushed my pucker as he took his hit and when the euphoria hit me I practically pulled him into me. No KY for me either, and I didn't seem to need it either (which was unusual for me, who topped way more than bottomed). His cock felt amazing, I'd never taken a cock so quickly, so easily and so comfortably before... the stuff in that pipe was freakin' awesome! He threw me an excellent fuck - as promised - and like I did with him, he changed our position a number of times. He got me back onto my back on the ground and skitched around to pull out the pipe and lighter and we traded hits with his cock still in me. When he put the equipment down he wrapped my legs over his back and leaned in and drove his tongue into my mouth, deeply frenching while he ground his cock in deep, slow, insistent circles in my willing hole and after a few minutes of this mind-blowing screwing, blew his wad into my butt and collapsed onto my chest laughing. When his cock deflated a bit and slipped out of me, he rolled over and got out the stuff to reload his pipe. It was obvious that neither of us was remotely close to being finished with this play session, just like he warned me. We puffed some more and then he smirked at me, "so both our slut holes are full of manjuice just waiting to be licked out man... up for it?". Hell yes I was! We each took a hit of poppers and threw ourselves into a violent anal 69 driving our tongues as far into each other's hairy hole in order to find the nectar there. We were both insane with lust, and loving every minute. We went on for a few more hours, fucking, sucking, rimming, 69ing and each dropped another load or two in the other's willing hole when we realized we probably should draw this to a close. It had to be around 3AM. We packed up and started walking back through the woods. As we walked I thanked him for bringing the pipe and told him I thought it was incredible. "That it is," he replied. "But I gotta tell ya' there's a bit of a downside. You probably won't be able to sleep tonight, but you should lie down and relax anyway... and you'll likely still be horny as hell in the morning. What's your day like tomorrow anyway?" I told him it was totally free and he smiled. "Excellent. I think I know a way we can continue this later... give me your parents number" (Remember, this was before cellphones). He turned aside to go into his house and promised to call me around 11AM. I got home and tiptoed up to my old room, where I basically lay on the bed tweaking my nips, jerking my cock or fingering my hole. It all felt just fine. Just after 11 he called and said he'd "figured it out" and to pick him up at noon at his parents. We drove back to the mall and he had me head to the area where the buses came in. A few minutes later, a bus pulled up and among those getting out was another military looking guy who I was told was coming with us, and that we had a room waiting at the Holiday Inn around the corner. His friend got in the car and introductions were made, and we laughed over us being, John, John and Sean. Sean was a square-jawed soldier, african-american taller than either of us but slimmer in build. While Sean and I stayed in the car around the corner from the office, John went into get keys. He came around the building and signaled us the room number. We waited for him to walk to it and open the door, then I parked and we went over to the room. I pulled my trusty knapsack with me and both of the guys had their rucksacks. Once in the room, John explained that Sean was also on leave, was a fuck buddy of his (though very carefully for both, as they were in active service) and that when Sean was home on leave, he was the one that could supply John, and now us, with those magic crystals. Sean had a water pipe with him which he loaded up and this was even smoother than the small straight pipe John and I used the night before. We puffed and puffed and shared smoke and the clothes came off... Sean proved to have another toned military body, and was pretty much hairless except pubes, eyebrows and head. His ass was beautiful and his cock was long and thin, definitely longer than either John's or mine. We got higher and then got to business, Sean's cock and ass proved as tasty as they looked, and what followed was an awesome three way where each one of us was fucked by each of the others, rimmed and sucked by each of the others, filled with cum by each of the others, and generally had an awesome chem-filled fuckapalooza. Though I had DP'd before as a top, and did so for both of these guys too, I had never had two cocks up MY butt at the same time... but after Sean pushed a few crystals up mine and I huffed on the poppers, I soon was sitting on two soldier's rifles at the same time... freakin' amazing! I was seriously glad that an older buddy had taught me how to be a good fisting top when I was 19 because at one point I had the two soldiers in front of me, on their knees side by side, while I had my whole hand and wrist in each manhole. It was truly awesome. I had done threeways before this in my young life, but none this hot. We played until Sunday morning, when I need to get home and they needed to get ready to finish their leave. Never did get to see either of them again, but DAMN, what a hot weekend, and what a great way to get back at a bully!

I'm feeling a primal surge of anger, and I know just how to channel it. This vibe is not for everyone. Tons of respect for the bottoms that absorb all the force I can expend. Older, masochistic and (preferably crossdressing or caged) experienced bottoms are a white whale these days; and I am Ahab. I seek that man who's ready to match my intensity, to meet my rage with his own. I crave the raw, aggressive energy of a passionate encounter, where we can both let go and release this pent-up fury. I want to feel the heat of his body against mine, to hear his breath quicken as our movements grow more urgent. This is about more than just the hookup; it's about catharsis, finding a release for what threatens to consume all my attention otherwise. As I look here for someone who understands this need, who wants to share in this intense, almost violent release. I need to feel present, to feel the fire of my anger transform into something else, something more primal and satisfying.

Near Home—September, 2024 I had no play time for 10 days straight. My balls ached for release—but I was too busy to even jerk a load out. I suddenly had free time on a Thursday afternoon. I took it. Somebody up there was looking out for me… The parking lot of my local bookstore is all but empty. I sigh. But at this point, good porn will suffice. I pay and go into the theatre. The only occupant seems to be a very old man who is asleep in the corner near the gay screen. I sit. The straight porn is full of three big dicked men demanding a young woman please them all. I stroke. The restroom door opens. It’s the Voyeur. He sits in the corner, a few chairs away from me and gets his dick out. We jerk. Eventually I get the nod. I go over and suck his dick. I start on his fragrant ball sack. He moans and reaches down to guide my head up his shaft. I lick his head a lot before I swallow him down. He takes delight in forcing the last half-inch into me so that it makes me gag around his entire shaft. He does it twice before the door opens. A good-looking white guy, somewhere between 35 and 40, comes in. He is blond and thickly built. I vaguely recognize him. He sits in the chair I vacated. He watches me suck dick—and then moves over next to us. His thick dick is out, but not hard. The Voyeur pushes me over onto his cock. I suck it but I can’t get it much harder. The Voyeur has whispered something in the guy’s ear, which I can’t hear. But I hear the guy say ‘Yes.’ The Voyeur clears his throat and I look up. “I want to see you fuck him,” he tells me. “He wants your big cock raw.” I stand up. So does the blond. He pulls off his shorts and underwear. It’s a thick, hairy ass. He bends over, holding onto the chair handles. Seeing that ass, I now remember him. I used to fuck him in the back corner of the gay theatre. I kneel and begin eating out his hairy crack. The Voyeur stands up. He loves to watch me fuck. He beats his black shaft as hard as he can. It quickly begins precumming. I lean over and lick up his pre-jizz and tongue it in the thick ass in front of me. Both men groan, realizing what I’ve done. “Fuck him hard. You know he loves your cock.” Has the Voyeur seen me fuck him before? Maybe. I don’t care. I just want to get this hole relaxed and open. With each thrust of my tongue, the Blond is getting looser. He groans—and hits his bottle of poppers. It does just what it’s supposed to do—his hole flowers open for me. I eat his full ass lips for a moment, before standing up. My cock is rampant and drooling. I push into him. He groans. The Voyeur steps closer and watches my cock invade the guy’s ass inch by inch. I bottom out. “Fuck, you feel even bigger than that thing looks.” I grin at the Voyeur and hold a moment. Then I begin a slow pump. The guy grabs his soft cock and begins pulling on it. I pick up the tempo. It feels like it’s been forever since I fucked an ass. I love seeing my shaft pump between his very pronounced ass lips. They cling to me on every backstroke. I am building to full speed. I suddenly pull out and slap my cock on his ass cheeks. The Voyeur groans—seeing my angry red dick lie there for a millisecond, before I shove it back into him. “Breed him,” the Voyeur whispers. “You want cum in your ass?” “You know I do. Fuck it deep…” I really could shoot, after all the days of no sex at all. I start driving at full speed. “Do it…” the Voyeur breathes. “Fill him up.” I grunt. My cock spasms. I shoot one or two spurts into him. He pulls off me and spins around to suck my cock. He cleans me up. I am surprised I can let him do it so easily—none of that every nerve ending on edge feeling. The guy thanks me and takes off. The Voyeur hugs me and does the same. I am still hard. Once again, my balls spat out semen, but didn’t take me over the top. I sit and stroke. Time passes. I am on the edge of leaving when the door opens. Two people come in. One is a guy in his 30’s with reddish hair, thickly built and wearing a ballcap. The other is early 20’s, tall and willowy. I look again at the tall one. Shoulder length hair. A tight white tee and ripped Daisy Dukes shorts. Sandals. He, and I am now pretty sure he is a he, is the most androgynous person I have seen here. He is not a cross dresser—but just dresses perfectly for his feminine appearance. And he has his eyes glued to my hard cock. He steps out of his sandals. He slithers out of his shorts, down to pink lacey thong panties, hiding his small dick. “Daddy, let me suck that.” Without waiting for an answer, he is on all fours and sucking my cock. His ass wiggles as he sucks. I am pretty sure I will be up another ass in mere moments. Ball Cap guy strokes to the sex—wanting some himself. The young man comes up for air. “I need to sit on this, Daddy. May I?” He stands up. I lube my cock. He turns and carefully impales himself. He slides down carefully, looking at Ball Cap guy jerking furiously. He’s tight. But experienced for this age. He begins working his ass, clenching down on me with each stroke. I let him do all the work. I just sit there, so glad I didn’t fully get off before. His legs eventually tire and he reluctantly pulls off me. “I want to fuck you bent over,” I tell him. He bends, using the same chair I had just railed the Blond’s fat ass in. “Will that make you shoot in me, Daddy?” I don’t answer, I go to my knees, pull aside the pink thong and eat out the hole that I just fucked. The difference in the age of the skin is remarkable between the two asses I have had my face buried in today. He is so soft and hairless. Everywhere. I stand up. I slap my cock on his upturned ass. Ball Cap stands up to watch me slide in. I push into the tight little hole, stretching it wide. “Oh, Daddy! Knock me up!” I begin to fuck. I force myself to go slow. My cock splits this thin guy in two. “I want your load so much…” I begin fucking faster. Ball Cap tries to move so that he could get his cock sucked at the same time, but my boy doesn’t take the hint. He is only thinking of me. “Fill my boi-pussy up! Breed me!!” I am fucking at top speed now. And I know my cock will erupt at any moment. “Here it is,” I pant. “Take it!” And I cum. Everything in my balls is emptied into this tight, androgynous boy. He groans and milks my cock for all he can. I finally pull out and wipe the last drop on his once tight pucker. He reaches back and pushes it into his ass, before licking his finger clean… * Phone numbers were exchanged. The idea of the sling excited both of us… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: “Oh, Daddy! Knock Me Up!!” September 23, 2024

Chicago—August, 2024 After a busy first half of my summer, I made time to get back to the monthly piss party in Chicago. I sent a text to Tall Guy With Tats to see if he was going. He was looking forward to it. He reminded me it was the Saturday of Market Days in Chicago. We didn’t know if that would help or hurt attendance. A lot of gay men are in town—but more in Boy’s Town, a good deal south from where we play. I drove in early, leaving time for traffic. A good thing I did—as it was an excruciating slowdown on all the surrounding expressways. But I made it in—and even found a free parking spot. I sat in the quiet of my car and began to hydrate in earnest. I never dare to drink too much water or tea on the way in—and if I had needed to piss like a race horse in the traffic I’d just endured, it would have been agony. My alarm went off and I went into the bar… I pay, sign my name and go in. There are just a few of us here at the start time. I strip down to the boots I save for this event and the current stained jock that is really beginning to show wear and tear. I have brought in my now empty water bottle. I fill it from the huge thermos at the bar. There are now maybe a dozen men in various fetish gear or stark naked but for something on their feet. We sip and chat. In another fifteen minutes time, the crowd has doubled. Tall Guy With Tats appears. We hug. And finally someone sucks my cock. It is a very social group; the two of us are the only ones having sex. When he comes up for air, I have him bend over and I give him a deep ass licking. I want to shoot some piss on his hole, but my bladder is not nearly as full as it should be at this point. We chat and sip. I spot the couple I met here and who now divide their time between Chicago and Palm Springs. I go over and we chat—well, the top and I chat as his bear of a boyfriend is on his knees sucking my cock. I finally manage to give him a splash of piss down his throat. He groans as if it is most delicious nectar he’s ever had. We kiss and share… The crowd has grown to around 40 people in the room. All talking and drinking. I have seen one other man on his knees sucking a cock. Usually, I am being sucked constantly by this point in the proceedings, but not today. I go find Tall Guy With Tats. He is sitting alone behind the screens, chugging a beer. I get him on his knees and eat out his ass again. He moans. A few guys come over to watch as they sip their drinks. I lube up and enter him. He moans. Men begin to stiffen up around us as they watch us fuck. A hot, built man in his early 40’s, with a beautiful bubble butt and a bigger than average dick, appears. “You want some piss on him?” “Please,” I tell him, “Aim right for my dick so I can fuck it into him.” He grins, aims and the pale yellow liquid begins to flow. He has a tank full and gives us every drop. The sound of the fucking changes dramatically. It is now an incredibly wet fuck. At some point I pull out and go to my knees. I lick up some of the guy’s piss and spit into TGWT’s hole. I stand up and fuck him once more… * And for the first hour, we are the only men fucking. There are now a few men sucking—but it’s still a very dry piss party. My first full bladder is saved for TGWT. I find him chatting. He knows what I want. He leans on the bench, arching his ass at me. I hose down his crack with just a quick spurt. I lick it up. I stand and do it again. And again. Finally giving him every drop. Only then do I fuck some of it into him. A hot daddy moves in and holds TGWT as I plow into his wet ass. For what ever reason, there is no sling set up tonight. We both really miss it. He loves to have guys piss on his chest as we fuck. I love to have guys piss his ass as I’m rimming. But not today. TGWT is actually not in a great mood. He decides to leave early. I have fortunately tanked up. I am not about to give him my cum load this early, but I can at least send him home with a bladder full of piss. He bends over. I fuck him a little, stop dead in my pumping, still deep inside him. I close my eyes and begin to piss. It goes on and on. He moans as he feels the weight of it deep in his guts. I fuck a little more, but I don’t want to slosh it all out. He thanks me and takes off. I do some mutual oral with my Palm Springs friends. A little later I find them again. The top is fucking a bear while his partner is on his knees, licking the fuckee’s balls. Soon I am the one being licked. Then I’m encouraged to fuck the guy when the top pulls out of him. I do. And suddenly, like a switch, the whole room ignites. Sex, of one type or another is happening everywhere. Finally. * A thickly built top I recognize from here is fucking a thickly built bottom (who I don’t know) from behind. I watch and stroke. “Piss on us?” asks the top. I do. It covers the bottom’s back. He arches slightly so it sluices down to cover the top’s cock. They both love this. “Take a turn,” the top pants. I slide into the guy. I am literally twice as big at the man who was in him before. He gasps. And takes it. The other top takes a long swig from his cup. And begins to piss on us—mostly on the bottom’s back so I can have it all over my dick. It feels great. I wear the bottom out fast. He begs off. A young Asian man is right there. “Let me suck your cock, so I can taste his ass….” I happily let him. He takes me to the root effortlessly. Only choking when me makes himself—so he can cover my cock with deep throat spittle. He has excellent skills and I tell him so. I let him suck me until his knees can’t take the damp concrete. Early on, a man who had attended my watersports class at CLAW several years ago, had introduced me to some friends of his. The couple intrigued me. One partner was in his early 50’s and other was maybe 30. I see them again now. They are getting fucked, side by side, by two different men. I go over. Up the younger man is the same thick set top who had just shared ass with me. Our eyes meet. “You need to fuck this kid, too.” He pulls out. The young man turns to see who is going up his ass next. He smiles and nods. I shoot some piss on his ass and then go down to eat him out. His ass lips are wonderfully puffy. It’s a treat to suck them. I finally make myself stand up and fuck. “Look at you…” his partner says. The top up the older man has pulled out. His full attention is on me fucking his young man. “That’s a super big dick you’re taking.” “Feels so good,” the guy I’m inside croons. “You need to feel it.” “Too big for me.” “Naw—you can take it,” chimes in the top who was just inside him. “Try it, Daddy,” my young one pleads. I pull out. I spit on my cock and go into the older man. I have no issue at all getting into him. He groans and hangs onto his boy. I fuck him a little more roughly. I can tell from the feel of his ass he likes big dick or big toys or both. Finally, I slow down. I pull out—and go right back up the young one. They love this. They grasp hands again and hold onto each other. I fuck and fuck... I pull out and coat the young one’s ass with piss once more, before I wander off. The young Asian is right back at me. “Let me taste your dick.” I sit on the ledge and he savors the juices of the two asses on my cock. “Will you fuck me, too?” This is a surprise but I agree. He sits on my cock. He rides me hard. I keep hoping for someone to piss on us, but no one is around. The young Asian finally pulls off me. He cleans me up with his mouth and thanks me profusely… * I piss on the one man brave enough to get in the inflatable pool. I wander. I chug my water. Things are winding down. The couple I’d just fucked are still by the bar. They are talking with the man I’d taught at CLAW. “I think I’m going home,” I tell them. I turn to the older man, “May I breed your boy?” “Please,” he grins. “Fuck, yes! Give me your load!” The young one juts his ass out. I go to my knees. My tongue goes into his wet hole. I lick and spit. I stand up and piss his crack, making it still wetter. I shove my cock in—the last of the spurting piss goes deep into his ass. He gasps. “Piss fuck me!” It will take no time now. I love how eager they both are for me to breed him. “I want to feel your cum in him,” the older man says, egging me on. In moments, I give off that quick spurt of cum I can now seem to do with very little feeling. I groan and pull out. I go to my knees and taste it. The mix of piss and cum running out of his used hole sends me over the edge for the real orgasm. I stand up and plow into him, howling out my pleasure… When I finally pull out, both men go their knees to clean my wet cock… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Market Days Piss Party August 26, 2024

I have a friend who's been a fuckbud for 18 years - since we lived across the street from each other in the theatre district in Manhattan. My own partner was always thrilled that Sal was so close by as he knew my buddy Sal would get into all the kinker scene-stuff that I liked and my partner didn't. Now, years later I still play with this guy even though my partner and I live in the northern burbs of NYC and he and his partner live in Jersey City. I'm in my 40s (though still play the roles of 30-somethings) in good athletic trim, just barely six foot, caucasian guy with blue eyes, silver/blond hair, average size but very hard dick - think Anderson Cooper worked out and into leather. I've been poz for 27 years. So the evening in question happened during the holidays 2009/2010. My bud Sal and his partner Dan called me for a nice long session with some new friends of theirs and I headed down to Jersey to play. Got to their place and they'd all been at it for a few hours - they were all pretty tweaked already and offered me the glass cock to get me to try and catch up some. They'd been getting to the point and asked if I wanted, but I was going to have to drive back home sometime around 4 AM and declined, saying I'd stick to the pipe and maybe a booty bump. I started pulling a long hit from the glass cock and my buddy's partner Dan says for me to shotgun a new friend of theirs, Jim - I did so and the guy's eyes widened as I blew a huge amount of smoke into his lungs and our tongues danced. I kept shotgunning him as I drew hits from the glass cock and tried to get close to the level these guys were already at. Finally, Jim lay back on the bed for a moment, and I got a good look at him - nice well-sculpted body, good pecs, nice long semi-hard cock, looked to be Italian or Hispanic and a nice face... seemed to be late thirties, early forties. Perfect. Dan whispers in my ear "Eat his ass, I've been telling him all about you". I push Jim's legs back, kneel on a pillow and dive in - he's moaning and clutching at my head with a lot of "yes, yes, yes" going on. Sal and Dan hold the pipe down near me and I take another long hit and blow the smoke slowly up the guys' hole. He seems to really dig that. Sal gives him a hit from the glass cock and then Dan says "Jim, do you want him to fuck that hole of yours" and Jim starts begging, "yes, yes, fuck me! Fuck my hole". Wasting no time, with his hole all wet from my rim job (and my cock all wet from a bit of sucking from Sal) I slowly work my cock into his hole. He's tight, but not at all resistant and soon I'm in all the way to the hilt. Jim moans and mutters, "so good, so good.." as I begin a slow twisting fuck in his beautiful hairy hole. The boys spray some Maximum Impact into a cloth and stuff it into Jim's mouth. He goes wild, screaming "Fuck me, fuck me, harder! Harder!" and I start to really pound - he pulls my face down and we start kissing and tongue wrestling. When I pull back I notice Sal and Dan and the other three guys are just watching the action, jerking dicks here and there, but totally concentrated on us. Being an exhibitionist, I don't mind and we continue a really hot fuck. Dan says to Jim - "do you want him to breed that hairy hole, man, do you want his load up there?" and Jim is saying "yes, yes, breed me man, breed me" - I build up steam and then blow in his hole, howling a bit as I do and the other guys are cheering me on, while Jim starts bucking like he's having an anal orgasm - his beautiful long cock is rock-hard and dripping, but he's not able to shoot. After pulling out, Jim thanks me and I tell everyone I'll be back in a moment, I want a quick rinse in the shower. Dan joins me and says - "Tonight was his first time partying - his first point - and that was the first time he was ever fucked". I said "excuse me?" Dan replied "yeah, remember how you were the first guy who ever fucked me, back when Sal had you come down to play the first time I met you? Remember how I was still married to my wife? Well I thought you'd be perfect to break this guy in". I looked at him with suspicion and he continued "yep, he's married, kids, the whole deal. The wife and kids are away visiting relatives in Italy for Christmas". NOW they tell me! But then again, Sal didn't tell me that DAN was married the first time Sal got me to fuck Dan (who you may have guessed is now divorced and living with Sal). We went back out to the bedroom and Jim was happily getting plowed by another one of the guys while rimming a second one. Dan said, "yeah, he came over for a blow job that we advertised on Craig's List for straight guys looking for a quick blow, and we offered him some party favors and he seemed to like everything else that was going on, so we just progressed him along..." I shook my head in disbelief as I jumped into the pile and continued with our scene...

I went to the neighborhood adult store last weekend. In the basement of the store, they have a number or gloryholes and private booths. This place is always a hit or a miss and there are trolls and addicts hanging around. But I usually get to fuck around with at least one hot guy. I sucked a few decent cocks and was thinking about leaving when I saw a hot daddy. I gave him the look and he looked back. I entered one of the booths and he entered the opposite. He pushed his cock throught the hole and I went down on him. His cock rose to a good 7 or 8 inches. I got off his cock and he asked me to join him in his booth. I locked the door as I entered and dropped my jeans. The hot daddy grabbed my hips and pushed his tongue between the straps of my jock and ate my hole out for a good while. Some trolls gathered in the booth nextdoor and I had to swat their paws away from my ass as they tried to grab me through the hole. The daddy was sitting on the bench and pulled me back toward him. I sat back on his lap and guided his big cock into my ass. He reached around and held an open bottle of poppers under my nose and I huffed deeply and grinded my ass downward on his dick. He gasped as I bottomed out on him. He reached around and jacked my cock and pinched my left nip as I rode his cock. After a few minutes he groaned and I made sure he was in me balls deep as he re-charged me. As I drove home, I felt his cum oozing out of my hole, getting my seat damp with his babies.

Near Home—August, 2024 I took some time off from my latest work gig on the last Thursday of the month. I worked all morning and took the afternoon at the local bookstore. The parking lot was very full. But would it be a playful group or just men who sit and watch…? I walk in and close the door behind me. I stand there for a moment, letting my eyes adjust. The entire row in which I normally sit is full of men. All jerking their cocks. I smile. I go and sit against the far wall where there are two more men. I can see both screens from here. Near the gay screen is a large Black man I recognize from this place. A young white cub is closer to me. In fact, in moments he moves one chair over so we are next to each other. “You suck, don’t you?” he whispers. He waves his thick, stubby cock at me. His expression is a mix of hope and lust. I smile and nod before slipping to the floor. The moment I take him into my mouth, I feel the row of jerking men change their focus from the straight screen to us. The young cub is very vocal about how much he is enjoying my mouth. He can’t stop moaning. I love that the five strokers are beating their meat harder and faster. You can hear it—it is a lovely accompaniment to the moans of the cub. He can’t last long. “I’m…I’m…gonna…” And he shoots. Filling my mouth with the mega-sized load of men under 30. I swallow and clean him up. He is thrilled he has no need of the fast-food napkin clutched in his hand. He takes off. With him leaving, the youngest man here is now in his mid-50’s. I jerk. Pleased I have energized the room. But the row of men stroking, just return to the video, there is no stray hand on another man’s erection. Nothing overt. The Black guy gets up. He kneels in front of me. He begins to suck me. Well, actually not. He licks the head and jerks my cock with his big hand. As I don’t shoot into his mouth instantly, he tightens the grip and jerks harder. It hurts and I tell him so. He eases up on the grip, but still never really takes me into his mouth. I finally beg for a break. He gets up. The fly of my pants is soaked in his spittle. I sigh—but it’s not like I wear good clothes when I come here. The door opens. A man comes in, around my age. He comes right to me, as if we know each other. “May I?” he whispers. I nod. He goes to his knees and gives me the kind of head I love: lots of tongue, lots of variety with speed and depth. I hear him unzip and jerk himself as he sucks and sucks. He only stops when his knees fail him. He zips up and leaves, nodding in my direction. I check the floor to see if he shot, but can find no trace of semen…just some stray spittle that missed my pants. The row of five jerking men finally changes. One gets up to leave. It leaves a chair open next to the youngest of the group—a white man in his mid-50’s with a shaved head and a handsome face. He projects a very straight persona, from how he interacts with the men around him, to how he’s dressed, to his high interest in the man on the screen eating a young woman out after they’ve been endlessly fucking. He is stroking a hot seven incher, cut and very pink. I sit next to him, not expecting more than an eyeful. We stroke and stroke. One more man in our row leaves. Then I get the nod. He wants my mouth. I kneel and give him the best head I know how to give. He squirms and strokes my closely cropped hair. “Suck my dick, man. I love that your swallow…” This makes me work harder. I really want his load. I deep throat him repeatedly. He suddenly stands up. I think he’s about to shoot, but he pushes past me to the guy in the corner. He kneels and starts giving head himself. He is behaving likes he’s obsessed—like a switch has been thrown by my mouth on his cock. The guy he is attempting to suck tries to push him away, but he stays there—and the guy is suddenly ok with it. So ok, he gives Mr. Straight Appearing a load of cum in his mouth. He swallows. Straight Appearing moves to the man with the two-inch cock who continually huffs poppers. He is offered a hit by Two-Incher. He takes it and begins sucking the guy. He gets another load in his mouth. Straight Appearing groans and stands up, jerking his dick wildly. I kneel in front of him. He jerks and jerks—telling me to stay off him until he tells me. He jerks panting and groaning out his need. I moan in counterpoint. “Now! Take it, fucker!” He steps towards me and I lean in. It’s a big load. Thick and viscus. He let’s me clean him up. He twists his balls to give me ever last drop. He leaves with a quick pat on my shoulder. The room empties. I stay and jerk. Gradually a new crop of men begin to filter into the room; but I need to leave soon myself. A big bear, who has sucked me often in the past, enters. He falls to his knees and his thick tongue is all over my dripping dick. I really want to give it up for him. Another man, a greying daddy, comes in. He sees us and whips out his dick. He sticks it in my mouth. Perfect. The guy in my mouth is pumping with intent. I idly wonder which of us will shoot first. Then he pulls out of my mouth. “I want to fuck you,” he tells the bear. The bear stands up to ditch his pants. “Not here.” He leads him to the restroom and locks the door. Well, fuck. I’d wondered if guys would use it as a private room—but this is the first time I’ve seen it happen. And likely not the last. I hear clothes being shed behind the door. It’s almost five o’clock. I put my dick away and reluctantly leave, still slightly sticky fingered…. The orginal is here: From My Side of the Sling: Flipping the Switch September 19, 2024

My Playroom—August, 2024 As August wound down, Kieran and I finally found a date for him to come to the playroom—one that worked for both of us. We had made numerous attempts, but our schedules had never aligned—or when they did, he had needed to cancel as family matters arose. Now, he was headed my way on this Wednesday afternoon. It had only been four days since I’d given Osvaldo all of my cum and piss, but, with my increased work schedule, the stress of it went right to my balls, making them ache for release… Kieran comes in the door, right at noon. He is in a jovial mood. “I really need your cock,” he tells me as we go down to the playroom. I have not bothered to get dressed today. I had just added my jock and boots to my bathrobe before he knocked on the door. Kieran strips and tosses his clothes on the chair. “Now let me suck that big thing.” He sits, fully naked, on the edge of the single bed. He’s a big man, but his farm work helps keep him in shape. I walk over after hanging my robe on the doorknob. My cock is mounding in the stained and aromatic jock. Kieran reaches for my hips and pulls me closer, nuzzling the jock. He seems to appreciate the aroma of sex emanating from it. He pulls it aside and my cock dangles inches from his face. It continues to harden, slapping his chin as it erects. He takes me into his mouth with a slight moan at the back of his throat. He really is an expert cocksucker. He has told me he sucked dick as a young man but stopped for a long time after his marriage. But the need for cock in his mouth never went away—and he eventually found men on the sly who needed his skills. His tongue moves continually. It feels thicker than some—making moves like the constant probing of my piss slit feel even better. I am precumming like crazy. I can feel it ooze out of me. Kieran is hungry. He swallows every drop or, occasionally, swirls it all over my cockhead. Suddenly, he goes for depth. He takes me to the hilt, making himself gag on purpose. He pulls off me so I can see the long strands of deepthroat spit connecting us. His finger twirls them around my dick before he takes me back into his mouth. He sucks the head and uses his tongue to clean the shaft of all the excess juice before he does it again. And then once more. “Lay down on the bed so I can get your balls.” He doesn’t have to ask twice. I lie down, propped up slightly with the pillows. He just has room to kneel between my splayed legs. That thick tongue is all over my big balls. Kieran leaves trails of spittle of them—simply so he can come back and lick them all up. He gently sucks one and then the other into his mouth. He is careful not to do both together. He lifts them and licks my cock ring and the skin below it. He moves slightly down my perineum and back up again. He suckles each ball once more, before once again taking my dripping shaft down his throat. He finally comes up for air. But just for a moment. He can’t stop sucking me. And I’m not going to tell him to stop. “My ass is hungry for this dick, too.” I suggest the sling as I know being on his knees, even with the padding of the fuck bench, is harder for him. I remember to attach one of the sets of chains to the middle of top frame, to give Kieran something to hang onto as he rolls back onto the sling. It’s high for my leg height—and he is a shorter man, so it’s awkward. He gets his legs on the chains and forgoes the stirrups. I go to my knees and eat his thick ass. I have to pull his cheeks apart to get my tongue on his ruined hole. He uses toys on himself—and rarely gets the real thing. I lick him for a bit—surprisingly more for my pleasure than his—before I stand up and slide in. Kieran groans. His eyes connect with the mirror. He watches my slow fuck into his ass. “Damn, that feels good.” He groans again as I increase the speed. “So damn tired of toys…” Now, he closes his eyes. I can see the pleasure on his face. It registers each stroke of my dick. Over and over. I pull out. I kneel and eat his hole again. He moans this time. Maybe my dick has woken up those nerve endings. “Fuck me some more.” I stand up and push in. Again, he watches the fuck. “I want you to load my ass.” Amazingly, I find I could give him my cum fairly quickly. I consider: I know he’s not crazy about my rimming him. He has said in the past he doesn’t want any of my toys. We can’t switch positions, comfortably, to the fuck bench…Why not shoot? I pick up the pace. “I’m gonna cum in you.” “Fuck, yes!” I begin to pant. “Your mouth got me really hot.” That is certainly the truth. “Give it to me, then…” I close my eyes as I keep pumping. I can’t believe I’m shooting this fast, but suddenly I am. I fire off a volley or five or six shots of jizz. I grab the top of the sling frame and hold on, closing my eyes. His ass squeezes down on my cock, milking out the final drop. Eventually, I return to reality and pull out. I grab a towel and wipe him down. “Do you want to get off?” He considers. “Not today. I just want to feel your cum inside me for a while….” He dresses and leaves—full of my load. I can’t quite believe that I shot so fast, but I am more than ready to make lunch… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Kieran Does the Unexpected September 14, 2024

Grand Rapids—August, 2024 On Saturday night I continued my weekend devoted to sex. Osvaldo, the young man who loves to get bred by multiple daddies and who loves to video the act, had been after me to come up to the big city again. This was the perfect day to see him as it was All Gender Night at the bathhouse there, insuring a crowd. We agreed to meet at 8:30pm. I was a little early. And so was he. I had stripped to jock, boots and wrist band, with my towel over my shoulder. I went upstairs to the play area—and there he was giving a seated daddy some head… He gets up and gives me a hug. The daddy moves away, so I lead Osvaldo to a dark alcove where bisexual porn is playing. There are some chairs here and a very tall medical exam table. A handsome, tatted, late 30’s white guy is getting head from a man my age. I bend Osvaldo over, so his chest is on the table top. I kneel and begin eating out his plump ass. He moans. I have positioned him so he can watch the other two men. Osvaldo moans again and grinds his ass into my face. I switch back and forth from fucking him with my tongue to grinding my bearded chin into his hole. “Fuck me, Papi!” I reluctantly stand up. My greased clock slides into his welcoming, wet hole. Across from us, I am pleased to see the older guy is now riding the cock of the tatted guy, bouncing hard on it. My hand smacks Osvaldo’s full ass. The sound fills in the small space—and brings in a couple of towel clad men to watch the rutting. I pull out and taste his hole once more. Just a quick lick—and my cock is back up him. I fuck him hard and fast. Tatted guy turns to me. “Wanna switch?” Both bottoms are eager for this. I pull out as the older man stands up. He bends over the back of a chair for me. Osvaldo stays in place. I love seeing him take cock. I sink into the older guy’s stretched hole. Tatted guy delivers a very hard fuck, making Osvaldo pant. Just as suddenly, he stops and walks away. The older guy asks if I’m going to load him. I tell him I won’t be doing that to anybody for another three hours… He pulls off me and goes to suck some cock in the main porn viewing area. I hunker down behind Osvaldo to taste his hole after the tatted guy’s fuck. He is wonderfully wet. Eventually, I stand up and fuck him a little more, before we head to the fuck bench area. A very large young man is sitting on an ottoman behind the bench. Instantly, Osvaldo is on his knees and begins to suck him. I kneel and fuck Osvaldo, giving the young man a wonderful view of my dick going into his ass. But the floor is hard. I suggest we move to the bench. Osvaldo positions himself on it. The young guy stands to feed him his cock. I do a quick rim and stand up to fuck. “Is it alright for me to fuck him, too?” “Of course.” We change places. Osvaldo hungrily swallows me down, moaning at all the different juices now inside his ass. The young man has a very small dick. I pull out of Osvaldo’s mouth and move around so I can pull Osvaldo’s full butt cheeks apart. It works. The guy fucks him, panting hard. Another daddy is in now in Osvaldo’s mouth. Suddenly the fucker stops and splits. I inspect the ass crack with my tongue. It’s not a full load of cum, but incredibly tasty. I eat some—and fuck some deeper into Osvaldo’s gut, all while he has another man’s cock in his mouth… * Osvaldo tells me a regular of his has a room. We go there. The guy is likely a little older than me, slender and with a good seven inches where it counts. Osvaldo gets up on the bed and sucks him as I eat his ass once more. Soon, the older guy turns him and slides into him. Osvaldo is positioned so it’s impossible for me to use his mouth. I jerk to the fuck for a while, but the guy has no interest in sharing. I excuse myself, telling Osvaldo to find me at the sling when he’s done. I go upstairs and sit by the sling. Two men, both around my age, take turns sucking me—one on my cock and one on my balls. They know how to share. They are constantly moving, holding my dick for the other to suck. It’s hot. I idly wonder if they are partners. Osvaldo arrives, conceivably with a load in his ass. He watches for a moment, then gets in the sling. “Looks like you are needed over there,” says one of my suckers. I go over. My suckers are in no hurry to leave—they want to watch the live porn. I kneel and taste the juices seeping out of Osvaldo’s ass. He groans. I moan and lick away. “Stick that big cock in him," one of my suckers says. I stand up. My cock slaps Osvaldo’s cock mound in his jock, before I push into his well fucked hole. The suckers get up and come closer. One plays with Osvaldo’s nipples while his buddy jerks off. I start a slow fuck and build it up until I am rattling the sling chains. Finally, I have to stop and catch my breath. I pull out, and quickly go to my knees and bury my face there, as Osvaldo’s juicy ass drips out someone’s load… * We go to his room. He takes video after video of him sucking me, of riding me, of me fucking him from behind. This is my least favorite part of the evening, simply as I know he has a whole library full of video with me in him. But he loves it. So, we do it. We separate for a time. He goes off to see who might fuck him without me around. “You intimidate them, you know,” he smiles. I check out the all gender gathering, which is up some back stairs. They are playing ‘getting to know you’ games. No sex. But our tatted friend is now there. I leave them to it. I think I have a willing man as I sit in a downstairs lounge. He cruises me three times, but won’t make a move to join me on the mattress there. Osvaldo finds me instead. We fuck on the mattress, with him on all fours. But we both miss the sling. We go up. There is a hetro couple there, sitting in the chairs to the side. She is wrapped in a towel. He’s naked and massaging her feet. Osvaldo doesn’t hesitate. He hops in the sling. I go to my knees and eat his wet ass. I stand up and slide in. The couple is enjoying the show. The guy’s cock is now hard and he uses it on the massage of the soles of her feet. I fuck. I rim. I have Osvaldo suck my dick straight from his ass. The two men who sucked me come back. I motion them over, but they don’t want to block the view of the straight couple, so they stay behind them, now both stroking their dicks. It's near midnight. My balls are telling me it’s time. “You want my cum?” I ask, more for the audience, than Osvaldo. “You know I do!” “I’m really close…” I fuck a few more strokes. “I want your piss, too!” His eyes are shining up at me. He knows how to turn on our oglers. I pick up the tempo of the fuck. And I start shooting. My cum spurts and spurts—deep in his hole. I grab the chains. My body contorts. I just hold on. And wait. In moments, my cock begins to unload piss in him. Fuck, it’s endless. I have tanked up more than I realized. Over to the side, one of the two suckers fires a load on the floor. I am still pissing—and tell Osvaldo so. “I can feel it. SOOOO full….” I have conveniently tucked my towel under the sling, in case he loses some as I pull out. He doesn’t. I go to my knees to clean up his pucker. The husband actually gives a little gasp of pleasure and surprise as I do it. I help Osvaldo out of the sling. He races to the shower, to video the release of the piss load. I nod to our audience. I am pleased the wife can’t take her eyes off the site of my wet cock as I tuck it away… (Osvaldo sends it to me on the drive home—it is a gorgeous arc of pale yellow streaming out of him for 25 seconds.) The original is here, with pics: From My Side of the Sling: Osvaldo Takes the Loads September 13, 2024

My Playroom—August, 2024 It had been a long time. Jake, the man with an insatiable ass and a high tolerance for pain, came back to my playroom. He looked tan and fit as he stripped down, tossing his clothes in the chair. He saw the wrist and ankle restraints hanging on the sling. He strapped on all four, loving the feel and, more importantly, they put him in the right head space. I was in my used jock and boots, not bothering with the wrist band, as that wrist would likely disappear in his ass. Jake sits on the bed. He announces that he no longer uses poppers—getting all the rush he needs from the play. I step forward. He nuzzles my swelling cock in the jock pouch. He inhales deeply. I twist aside the fabric and get my half hard dick in his mouth. Jake begins to suck, using lots of tongue. I really prefer him popper-less for this and tell him so. The heady fumes used to make him not be as careful with my cock. He gets me hard and ready before he moves to my balls. They are left wet and dripping. One more trip back to swallowing almost my entire length before I tell him I want to eat his ass. He gets up and automatically gets on the fuck bench. I kneel and sink my tongue into his pucker. It all but pulls me into him. I lick and spit, all while I lube my cock with coconut oil. Surprisingly, I don’t linger there. I want to fuck him. I stand up and slide in. He groans. I think he’s oblivious to the mirrors. His eyes are closed in concentration. I give him every inch. I hold—and begin to move. In and out. Instantly his ass adjusts to the intruder. It relaxes. In moments, if I want to keep it tight, I need to add a toy along with my cock. I grab the egg headed dildo with the slender shaft. I grease it up with my cock still in him. I slip out and push the toy into place. Jake groans. I add my cock back in, with the toy above it. Now he is back to feeling just like how he felt those first few moments. I fuck, pull out, and push my cock back into him with the toy below me. This is how I always used to use this toy; I loved the rippled shaft on the bottom of my cock. But both feel great—so I keep pulling out, switching positions, leaving the toy in place and pushing my cock either above or below it. Now, I pull out and bring him my cock to clean. Jake’s eyes light up. He loves ass to mouth. He swallows me down, licking every inch of flesh. I can’t take my eyes off the hungry look on his face as he does it. I fuck him once more, toy still in place and bring my cock back to his mouth. The heady scent of coconut oil fills the room as he cleans me once more. We switch to the sling. I eat his slightly gaping hole, my tonguing pushing in deep. I fuck him. Slow and leisurely. I kneel again and work 4 fingers from each hand into him and do a lateral stretch. And again. I reach for the nearest toy. It is the curved dildo with all the bumps that GaryM left with me. Jake takes it, moaning as the toy just keeps filling him. He takes every inch. He moans as I pound my fist on the bottom of it, sending reverberations through his entire body. I pull it out. I fully grease up left hand. With little effort I am inside him. All of it. I twist it out and do it again. I move on the Ballistic Butt Bomb, the stainless-steel egg at the end of a long thin metal shaft. He loves this, and takes it deep. I stand up and fuck him with this toy in place, enjoying the hard shaft under my cock and my cock head butting against the metal egg. I fist him once more. Now I add the Ass Grommet over my cock and fuck him with my supersized penis. I love the feel of his ass, as my cock sticks out of the end of the toy. He loves the extra girth around my already large dick. He reminds me that he was the one who left this toy with me. I go thru the toy chest. The three tiered butt plug-ish toy my brother gave me. Jakes loves the softness of this one, so I follow it with a really hard toy which is long and has three bumps in the shaft. I hold onto the handle and work it deeper and deeper. I pull out the fisting toy that Fort Troff is selling. It is shaped vaguely like a open hand with the thumb on the palm, but it is not realistically detailed. It is made of a very hard material. And Jake is the first man to love the feel of it. He takes it easily. We break for water and tea. Jake gets back on the bench. I use most of the toys on him again. Every one of them feels brand new, with his ass in a different position. Now I also use my right hand instead of my smaller left. I have a hot moment of going from one hand to the other, really stretching his ass. Jake has brough the ball crusher, the red wooden box you’ve seen on these pages before. He puts his testicles inside. He adds the top piece that I will slowly tighten down to really crush them. We take a moment to string the box up so it is pulls it away from his body. PIC I slowly tighten the two wing nuts to tighten it down. The slightest turn makes him gasp, but he is loving it. I work them until I have it really tight on him. “Now hit it.” I do, with my fist. It’s not enough. “We need a mallet.” I pull out the first dildo I ever bought for a fuck buddy, so long ago I rarely use this hard, unforgiving toy on anyone. Pic It makes an ideal hammer. I hold the shaft and beat the massive ball sack down on the box. Jake groans and encourages me to hit harder. I do. Over and over. We finally stop and take off the crusher. We’ve been playing for over 2 hours. He gets back in the sling. I kneel and use my alternating hands on him, until he reluctantly says we should stop… The original post, with a lot of pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Jake’s Insatiable Ass (and Nuts of Steel) September 2, 2024 Jake wrote up his version of events. That is here: From My Side of the Sling: Guest Writer: Anal Ordinance Testing September 3, 2024

We talk a lot about degradation. About being used. Dehumanised. Treated like an object. And it sounds brutal, filthy, even disturbing from the outside.But sometimes, being “just a hole” isn’t about being nothing. It’s about finally being enough — exactly as you are. Because in a world where we’re constantly expected to be more — more capable, more composed, more wanted, more worthy — there’s something intoxicating about being reduced to one thing:Use. No pressure to perform. No need to impress. Just skin, heat, wetness — and the raw satisfaction of knowing you’re being used because it feels good for him. It’s not about hating yourself. It’s about being so safe in your submission that you can disappear into it.To be used not in spite of who you are — but because giving him that pleasure makes you feel whole.Because when your body becomes his release… when you’re filled, fucked, dripping, ruined —you’re not worthless. You’re wanted. Intensely. Selfishly. Completely. I want your hand around my throat, your cock buried deep, and your voice in my ear growling that I’m just a hole for you to fuck. Because when you do, I stop thinking. Stop performing. And start feeling everything — raw and real and filthy. If you’ve ever felt this too.. like being used is the only time you stop overthinking — I want to hear it.

Another Real Experience - Jersey Boy Gives In To Temptation I used to play fairly regularly in and around Jersey City, for a while there were a good number of party guys living there with a lot of excellenT group scenes. It became evident after a year or so of playing with several guys down there regularly that despite being New Jersey's third largest city, AND directly across the Hudson and only a one stop PATH train ride from Manhattan, that it was still a pretty small pnp community where every guy knew everyone else. I played a lot with a guy in Journal Square, a hot guy I'll call Trace who was an exotic dancer/escort/masseuse. He was of mixed Greek and Native American heritage, wore his very black hair long with a full beard, looking very much like a pirate - but a pirate that was 5'6". That said, he had a ripped body and a big cock that looked even bigger on his small frame. He hired out exclusively as a top but when "off-duty" he liked to switch off - he liked my leather daddy style and we would blow clouds or get to the point and then play with our mutual fetish gear, get very oral and then he'd want to get fucked. Being a bottom and the whole "cleaning out" process was new to him, so this sometimes resulted in some unpleasantness, but we generally had fun, and soon enough he had other guys coming to join our sessions. Since group scenes are very much my favorite, I was pleased. Frequently these additional guys include Donnie, his candyman, a light skinned African-American kid who claimed to be more straight than bi or gay, and generally got blown while he was there or he topped one of the other guys... ocassionally though, if he was done his business for the evening he'd get very spun and would suck cock or even ocassionally get fucked. He never let Trace fuck him, claiming his cock was too big. Again, this only happened if he had no more business and around guys he knew very VERY well. There were other times when he'd bring guys with him - straight guys from the neighborhood who had done a lot of business with Donnie. White, Black, Latino, Asian, all kinds of guys but generally young, a bit street tough (which doesn't impress me, but works for lots of guys) and were tweaked enough that the offer of a long hot blowjob was irresistable to them, even if it was from another guy. Three of Trace's regular play buds - Jake, Aaron and Carlos - were totally into this. They loved getting on their knees and sucking off these "guests" of Donnie's. Trace and I would do some good oral work as well, but it was understood that we were NOT the subservient type and would brook NO disrespect or trash talk. We'd often wind up topping Jake, Aaron or Carlos while they performed oral duties on the guests, and some seemed to get off on it. Carlos was a thin somewhat effeminate latino with a heart of gold who was a devout bottom who could ocassionally throw an amazing fuck himself; Jake was a white blond buzz-cut gas-station attendant with a goatee, tats all over his ripped hairless body an amazing ass and small but generally hard dick; and then there was Aaron, whom I knew from before meeting Trace - a closeted divorced white Italian bi-guy - cute face, dark hair, a trifle chubby but sexy, with a beautiful ass that could take any cock or hand or arm or toy or (yes) baseball bat! And he was raising a 9 year old son on his own, living with his parents and working for a bank where they though he was the straightest guy on the planet. One of the "guests" that showed up a few times was a Construction Worker named Ralph. He was actually Jake's cousin, and got into this whole thing accidentally - somehow stumbling into Jake and Donnie and being introduced to Miss T, only to discover that his cousin Jake - so butch and dangerous looking - enjoyed getting high then sucking dick and getting his ass plowed bareback by whatever cocks he could get. Stunned, Ralph apparently just watched the first two times but then agreed to come to Trace's place for some head and good T. Ralph was 25 at the time, a tall trim white guy about 6'3", shaved head and scruff patch below his mouth, hairy body (reddish blond body hair) a lot of tats, nice arm and leg muscles with a long thin cock and a high muscular ass. (Regular readers will know where this is going...). There was supposed to be a girlfriend around somewhere. He very much turned me on, and I would be first to suck him each time he came to Trace's - he seemed to enjoy my oral attention as well as BJs from Trace, Carlos, Aaron, and even ocassionally Donnie - but never his cousin Jake. Ralph would watch while I fucked the other guys and ocassionally got fucked myself. The first time he watched Trace fuck me, and saw me actually enjoying getting that big piece in my hole, his eyebrows nearly went over the top of his head. He coughed out a cloud of T smoke he'd been inhaling, and said, "seriously dude, you LIKE that? I thought you only played the man's part, not the bitch's part!" I told him that first, yes, I liked it; second, yes I preferred to top but really, really preferred both in the same session; and third, never call me a bitch if you want to keep all of your teeth. "If a guy WANTS you to call him names like that, it's cool, but getting fucked doesn't make you any less a man." He seemed very thoughtful. I noticed he also watched very intently whenever anyone was being rimmed. Eventually Trace's place was too small for some of our gatherings and Aaron presented us with a solution - his parents would be out-of-town for a week and we could come play in their basement that first Friday night as soon as his kid went to bed. Jake had let us all know that Ralph would be coming and thought he might be brave enough and ready enough to top someone that evening. We met up at Trace's place and got our supplies together, and all took some little blue magic to stay hard while blowing clouds with a few of us trading shotguns as we waited for Aaron to call and let us know his son was asleep and we could come over. The call came sooner than expected, and we headed out to the two cars - mine and Jake's - and somehow I wound up driving Ralph and Donnie while Jake drove Trace and Carlos. During the drive Donnie got Ralph higher while we talked about what he might be into doing that night. He was obviously very turned on and his inhibitions were almost completely eliminated - mentioning that he had really cleaned up in the shower so he could have someone rim his hole. We wound up arriving at Aaron's parents' house first - a suburban split level with the lower level playroom all set up for a sex party... sling, rim-seat, play mats, toys and gay bb porn on the big screen. (I kept wondering exactly how Aaron would ezplain this if his kid woke up and came down for a glass of water...). Jakes car arrived about 10 minutes later. Seems that he picked up a couple of other guys, Tyrell and Matt, two somewhat thuggy down-low types, one black the other white. We all got naked and blew clouds some more clouds , and I wound up by chance or someone else's design with Ralph mostly to myself while Trace, Carlos, Jake and Aaron played up to these new guys and Donnie busied himself preparing all of our enhancements for the evening. Ralph even accepted some shotguns from me, and when I got him to sit in the rimchair, he inhaled some Maximum Impact while I gave him his first salad tossing. He had a beautiful ass, clean and great-tasting, and we both really enjoyed it. We moved over to a couch to let others use the chair and I gave Ralph a nice blowjob while he sucked down somemore clouds. He told me to stand up while he stayed seated, and then looked up at me and said softly, "I better try this before I chicken out", then took the head of my cock and part of the shaft into his mouth. It was only for a few minutes, and it was very inexpert, but he was enthusiastic and I was so turned on by the situation that I almost shot. Amazingly, Donnie was the only one to notice this and sauntered over holding something behind his back with his cock dangling in front. Ralph actually sucked it in for a few licks before he looked up at me and told me he wanted to fuck me. Donnie pulled the two needleless syringes from behind his back and said that a booty-bump each would get us in the mood for fucking, saying he'd do me while I did Ralph. I got down on all fours in front of Ralph and pushed his legs up. I started to rim the young stud's hole again while Donnie rimmed mine and then I inserted the syringe in his hairy pucker while Donnie inserted one into mine. A minute or two later and Ralph and I were soaring. Donnie told us he'd be back and went to do some more chemistry. Ralph asked me to "sit on his dick" and I responded "gladly". He remained seated on the couch and picked up the Tina pipe as I straddled him and aligned my hole over his very hard - thanks to Vitamin V and his enthusiasm - supposedly straight cock. He pulled my head into his and blew his cloud into my mouth. As I sank to his balls he hissed "yessssssssss". We started a slow grinding fuck, that frankly felt amazing, and sure enough the shotgunning turned into face-sucking deep kissing. I told him he felt amazing and smiled but asked like before "and you really like that?" I responded enthusiastically "yes". We fucked like that for quite a while, eventually just slowly pumping as he spoke again. Speaking softly, he told me that this whole scene he'd been watching these few times turned him on immensely and he was constantly thinking about it. He had thought he might be gay when he was in his early teens, but the only gays he knew were very flamboyant - which was not him at all he confessed - and that his father and brothers and buddies all considered gay guys to be beneath contempt, failed men who wanted to be women. Since none of this seemed to apply to him, he decided that he could not be one of THEM and tried to forget his interest and just concentrate on girls. Having watched us these couple of times, and having been lectured by me, he realized that gay sex was no threat to his masculinity. He'd been hoping that tonight he'd get high enough and brave enough to try it all, and said he'd even looked up how to clean his hole out, and had practiced a few times sticking something up his butt. I looked him in the eye, squeezing his cock in my hole, and said "are you saying what I think you're saying?" and looking like a lost little kid he said "I know my ass isn't as hot as Carlos' or Trace's or Aaron's but do you think you'd want to fuck me for my first time?" Seriously? He had to ASK? And personally, I thought his ass was HOTTER. Donnie had quietly moved back our way and caught the last part of this. He leaned down and whispered to us that he could make that easier on Ralph but first told us to suck his cock between us - Ralph looked at the caramel colored tool between us and smiled, we kissed it and traded sucking it for a few minutes until Donnie said he'd better go get what Ralph needed for his virgin ride. "That gives me time to finish fucking YOU," Ralph said and suddenly started a piston fuck that despite me being on top nearly blew me off his lap. Donnie returned with some cups with a bit of G and juice which we all downed, then points - he did me first, then Ralph and then himself - Ralph coughed and then whispered "do me man". I knelt on the floor with him on the edge of the couch. Pulling his long legs up, I tongued his soon to be cherry-popped manhole while he moaned and we heard Donnie cough. Bringing Ralph's legs to rest over my shoulder, I quickly used just a bit of lube and placed the head of my cock against his now pliant hole. Donnie had him suck on a cloth covered with Max Impact and slowly but surely my cock sank into his warm snug hole. Ralph began to moan as I slid in, taking a few minutes, but finally feeling my balls slapping on his butt. His own cock was back to being rock hard and felt amazing pressed up against me. I started to pump slowly when he nodded at me, and shortly he sighed "so good"... that's when I felt a welcome invasion between my own legs as Donnie knelt behind me and slid his shaft into me. We fucked like that for a few minutes, until Ralph said he was a bit uncomfortable and could he sit on me the way I did on him? Donnie pulled out of me and Ralph sat on my lap and onto my cock - a bit too fast if the wideness of his eyes was any sign - but Donnie was there putting the glass cock to our mouths and we all traded clouds as Ralph rode my cock and really started to enjoy himself. Donnie presented his cock for our inspection and again we spent time kissing each other and the cock between us. After a bit, Ralph turned around to a reverse cowboy so he could suck Donnie's cock much more efficiently and deeply. This was when the other guys FINALLY noticed what was going on (see what two big thug cocks can do to distract some guys?)... there were a number of gasps, and some complaints that we were "ruining a top", but they eventually got over it. We did mix and match more after that - I fucked Trace, Aaron, Jake and amazingly, Donnie, and got fucked by Carlos (!), and by Tyrell and Matt who were wonderfully large, but lacking a bit in finesse. I think I blew and rimmed everyone at some point, and got fucked by and fucked both Ralph and Donnie again. I got to watch Ralph turn insatiable, sucking every cock there (if not expertly) including his cousin - getting into a hot 69 with his cousin Jake while getting fucked by Donnie while Jake was fucked by me. Ralph also fucked Aaron and then fucked his cousin Jake - and he GOT fucked by not just Donnie and me, but by Carlos (again surprising) and briefly by Jake and Trace. Tyrell tried to get in him, but was just too big, and Ralph was just a bit too sore - the spirit was willing but the flesh was just too new at this! On the way back to Trace's at 4:30AM or so, I told him to try a good soak in the tub either now or when he got up the next day, and to not be surprised if his ass was really sore from all this. Amazingly, I got a call from Ralph early the next afternoon saying he "needed more". I drove down to Jersey City and met him at Trace's and the three of us fucked round-robin style for a few more hours, blowing some clouds, watching bb porn and reliving Ralph's amazing experience the night before. Ralph eventually wound up getting into a relationship with a Realtor friend of mine in Hoboken before they moved to the Keys. His deflowering will always be a great memory for me!

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Heard about ABS with glory holes. Wasn't planning on going. Not gay or anything. Eventually curiousty got the better of me. Saw the viewing booth and decided to go in and see some porn. Maybe jack off. Found a video with hot chick and two guys. Thought DP would be good. One guy started fucking her which was nice. Then the other guy started to fuck him. That surprised me. The guy in the middle seemed to be having a good time. Surprised myself that I found it to be so hot. Then felt something poke me in the side. There wasnabhole in the wall and a cock skicking out of it. Don't know what came over me. The video must have gotten me in a weird mood. Never thought I would but I wanted it. Got down on my knees with the cock inches from my face. Reached out and took it in my hand. It felt heavy and hot. I stuck out my toung and gave the tip a lick. Couldn't believe that I had done that. It tasted good. Couldn't control myself. I licked more and then took the head in my mouth. Seemed so good that l kept pushing my mouth forward. Soon my nose was pushed up against wall. The guy started pulling back and pushing in again. He was fucking my mouth and i I wanted it. Suddenly he shoved it deep. Took me a couple seconds to realize he was cumming. Then he pulled out and left. I just sat there. I was so ashamed at what I had done. Also couldn't believe haw hot it had been. I left wondering what i should do.

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!

ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Unsuspected Pnp’ers Who knew they partied? A recent series of posts on Breeding Zone, discussing whether or not your friends are aware of your partying activities got me thinking about the times I discovered someone I knew and would never have expected indulged, was instead well-acquainted with enhanced sex. For 16 years, I've managed to keep my party life from interfering with my two careers or other "normal world" day-to-day activities. Some periods I attend pnp parties once or twice a week, some periods a few times a month, sometimes only once a month. In answer to your question, CERTAIN friends know I party (certainly my husband knows I do, though he does not - our open sexual relationship for the past 27+ years and our opposite work schedules mean I do so only during those times he is working which he is cool with). Only one of my straight friends knows I party, and select gay/bi friends. Usually those are friends I've either met "in the scene" who have crossed over into being actual real-world friends that one could rely on, rather than just pnp-buds (who are fine too, so long as one realizes the limitations and true parameters of that kind of interaction). However, every once in a while I'm surprised to discover someone I never expected is a partier, and I always get a kick out of hooking up in a situation like that. When my husband and I lived in Hell’s Kitchen in the 90s, directly across the air-shaft that sank through the center of our apartment building lived two guys who like us were musical theater performers – these guys were both hot and ripped African-American dancers (my hubby and I are Anglo – and like them I had a muscled dancer bod). It got to the point where we would all do 3 ways and 4 ways together… the catch being that either one or both of them would come to our place, or I would go to theirs by climbing across the airshaft 4 stories up! (My hubby, an opera singer, could not do the same). To be fair, the ventilation shaft was shaped like a hexagon <=> and we crawled across where in the angle where the two windows met. Like us, one of them was really kinky and the other pretty vanilla so no enhancements were ever included. They eventually moved out to LA to do music videos. Then, a few years later, after I had started to pnp a bit more, I bumped into Craig, the kinky one, at a buddy’s afternoon chemparty and finally got to play with him in a supercharged way – we did so several times during the time he was back in New York for a show – it was great to finally fuck that beautiful hot ass bareback and get fucked by his fat black cock the same way, along with some major hole play between us. There was a hot but conservative couple I knew that for years were very vocally anti-party - we'd played together, but it took longer for me to get to their place then the un-enhanced sex would actually take, and so I didn't go out often. Then one day out of the blue they had a total switch and my numerous sessions with them since have been very hoT - I've written about them in my true experiences blog on this site. The same for an actor/director I knew only professionally - we'd starred in two productions together and he'd directed me in a third... what a Christmas Present it was when this guy - a married guy with kids who had a TV series in the 80s and is in a ton of movies we've all seen - got me alone at a rehearsal for "A Christmas Carol" and told me he was bisexual and a 'mutual friend' had assured him that I could mentor him in the T-fueled gay sex scene which I gladly said I would... this was made even more ironic in that I was playing Bob Crachit and he was playing Ebenezer Scrooge at the time. Imagine if you will seeing Crachit and Scrooge naked, blowing clouds and booty bumping, with Crachit topping and breeding a leather restrained Scrooge and giving him chem piss... yeah we played that up in our first sex session (even used the British accents...). One of our other first sessions took place in his house one evening, in his office/library room while his soon-to-be ex-wife was out – we swapped pipe hits while fucking on his desk and blowing clouds on the family pics on his desk. When they separated, he took an apartment in Upper Manhattan and we pnp’d there frequently. Another surprise was recent and very, very welcome. During the '90s when I lived in Hell's Kitchen, there were a number of regularly scheduled sex parties in NYC. There was one I attended very frequently where the guys running it would not charge me the entrance fee if I would come early and get the sex started (having no inhibitions). One of the event runners, Bill, was one of the hottest guys I'd ever had sex with and we'd frequently save our last encounter of the night for each other when we'd flip-fuck, both of us having spent the rest of evening topping others. While I would do some bottoming on some nights, he never did at all, except for me and one other guy and only at the end of the party, because the other guys in management didn't want his big cock and butch leather reputation to be sullied among the other customers/guests - apparently, they felt, correctly it seems, that the possibility of being fucked by him brought lots of guys back week after week. Bill and I also very naughtily broke the “always use a condom” pledge that was part of the event rules somewhat frequently… however, it was usually so late that there’d be no one to notice who ever would have complained or reported it, and hell, he was one of the event runners! Anyway, these parties were very much NOT chem-friendly so how would I know he was into it? After 12 years without seeing each other, he read one of my "real experience" blogs on Tumblr, and as he said "I knew immediately that had to be you!" and sent a message. Funny, he was afraid I wouldn't remember, or that I'd not be interested - WRONG!! I nearly fell out of my chair trying to respond immediately - it's nice to know that someone you think was one of the most amazing sex partners EVER thinks the same of you! The first time I saw him after those 12 years, I met him in midtown to introduce him to my candyman. After sitting around with a few other guys and blowing clouds with them, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other – and since nothing was going to be happening where we were for at least a few more hours – we found a nearby hotel room, raced over there, got naked, loaded up our pipes and dove all over each other. We both ate hole for what seemed like hours, since we’re both addicted to rimming and we each do it VERY well. It was a very hot, unexpected surprise (we hadn’t planned on playing until the following week) and though it was only a couple of hours, it was just so much fun to really LET GO with this kindred spirit. Just this past weekend, I introduced him to a hot versatile couple I play with sometimes in the Bronx, and it was the first time I saw him slammed (he’s done so very infrequently)… it was amazing to watch him truly relax and just have FUN while the four of us flip fucked and enjoyed each other all around. So we've now partied together - one on one, which is unusual for me - several times now and the sessions have been awesome. We also relate on a number of other levels including having husbands with physical disabilities, and its great to have someone to talk about that with as well - its been double bonus time for both of us!

The Adult theater was on a main road that I use to drive thru on the way to work. It was in a run down area I would drive by on my way to and from work. I would see lots of Black Guys going in and out and wondered what it was like. One night I was let off of work early. I was driving home. As I passed the theater I saw a well dressed tall Black guy standing in front of the theater, I pulled around the block and stopped across the street from the theater. And looked at the Black Guy, He was well dressed, suit and hat, He was groping His Black Dick constantly and looking at the cars when they went pass the theater. He spotted me looking at Him. He walked over to my car, And was eye ball me. And crabbed His Black Dick and said what you looking for ? I said I was checking the theater out, As I looked at His Crotch , It started to grow. He said come inside and check the theater out. I said I didn't have any money And the Black Guy said No problem I can get you in for free, We walked up to the ticket booth And the Black Guy said something to the Black Clerk and He buzzed us in. We walked into the theater and it was dark We sat down in a seat , It was a interracial movie that was on. The white guy was taking care of the Black guy , The Black Guy pulled His Black Dick out of His Pants and started to stroke it. It started to grow bigger It looked to be 11' uncut My eyes were on His Black Dick Before I knew it He was gabbing my head and forcing it down on His Black Dick, Then He got up and through me over the seats in front of me, And started to fuck me, Another Black guy came around and rammed His Black Dick in my mouth, Till he was cumming I took a few loads in my mouth And the Black Guy that was Fucking me Came too,' I was exhausted I went in the bath room and washed up The Black Guy followed me in, As I was washing my Ass off with a piece of paper towel I pulled my shorts up . The Black Guy walked out with me. The next day was Friday When I got up I was still horny and I decided to go back to the theater and suck some more Black Dick. I got there around noon. The Black Clerk had just opened the theater, He looked at me and said "Your The Jack of Spades" I heard about from last night ! He buzzed me in for free . I didn't know what He was talking about.. But I saved $15.00 dollars. I said What ? The Black Clerk came out of the ticket booth, And said His name was Daniel, He Said that His clean up guy had not been showing up for work And asked me if I wanted a job ? He reached down and gabbed His crotch and rubbed His Black Dick, I said ' Yes Sir' He took me in the back of the theater, It was a storage room. He gave me a pair of white shorts and a white t shirt And said these should fit., All the white boy have to wear them. He stood there and watched me undress, The shorts and t shirt were tight and had a logo on them saying "Jack Of Spades" He Put a Leather Collar around my neck. He said to where this lock on the Collar . He was very demanding boss. But just to me Not to the other Black employees. I could never do any thing right. He said that I was part of a inferior race, He shamed me every chance He got, But I continued to do my job, It got worse, He would scream at me, And tell me I was a dumb Ass, Than one day there was a mess in the bathroom And Daniel Told me it needed to be cleaned up right away. As I was cleaning it up, Daniel came in the bathroom And said I was doing it wrong, He called me a stupid white Hunky, He throw His cigarette on the floor and told me to pick it up, I bent down to pick it up and Daniel took His shoe and pushed me down to the floor, My face was right next to the bottom of the urinal. He told me to stay there and unbuttoned His jeans and pulled His Black Dick out and started to take a Piss, I watched Him taking a Piss, He called me a Hunky again, Than He swung His Black Dick over my way and His Piss sprayed all over my face, He shook His Black Dick off, And said "You'll learn" Jack Of Spades , When He left I took my tongue and rubbed it over my lips. I was going thru the theater when I got a feeling deep in my gut, I was Horny, Than I saw a Black God jerking off. I licked my lips and dropped to my knees, He motioned for me to come over and swallow His Black Dick. He Told me to stand up He pulled my shorts down and placed His Black Dick at my hole and slowly pushed His Black Dick in even further Till He was Balls deep in me, I spread my cheeks with my hands and said Fuck me Deep ! He used my Ass just like in the movie, He put His Black Seed in my ass, Than He turned me around and put His Black Dick in my mouth, Yeah clean if up ! He zipped up and left, That night when I went in to get payed Daniel handed me the envelope and it said , "Jack Of Spades " on it, Daniel said check your schedule. He handed me the schedule He dropped the paper on the floor, When I bent down to pick it up, Daniel gabbed my Ass, There was a line crossed over my name With a new name "Jack Spades " Daniel said it totally normal and natural for most white males to feel a deep hidden sexual attraction to Black males. These feelings are totally normal. I said thxs and left. The next day when I got there Daniel said there's a mess in the theater, "Clean it up Jack" I when in with a mop and bucket and cleaned it up , There was a Black Guy jacking His Dick, He moved His hand away from His Black Dick, To give me a eye full, Bring those lips over here white boy, He spread His legs wide apart and I fell to my knees and swallowed His Black Dick, He Jammed it into my mouth , Suck on that Black Dick,.. It got bigger and thicker before I knew it He was coming in my mouth, I swallowed His Black Seed, And pushed the bucket to the rest room to put it away, There was a Black Guy in the Bath room He said What's Up. He pushed me into a stall and said you like Black Meat don't you ? I shook my head Yes" He Pulled down my pants, He laughed when He saw my little white dick, He pushed me down to the floor. He put His Shoe against my dick and then pushed it down on my nuts. I grabbed His leg and said Please Sir " I'll do anything, Anything ? He put me in between urinals , Get on your knees. Kneel down, He took my hands and tied my hands to the other urinals on my right and left. Then He pulled out a magic marker and started to write all over my body Cum Dump, Black Dick here, I want your Black Load, He put a bag over my eyes. And left me there, A couple of guys make me Suck them off, The Guys that Had all ready cum Pissed all over me,, One Black Guy removed my blind fold, It was the Pimp that brought me into this place, I begged Him to untie me, He said if I would swallow every drop of His urine He would untie me, He placed His Black Dick in my mouth and told me to get ready for His Piss, In a moment He let lose the yellow stream, I drink the yellow Piss, When He was done peeing He told me to relax my throat and to let His Black Dick in, All the way in, I felt Him growing Bigger in my mouth and down my throat. His Nuts were Bouncing off my chin, He untied my hands, and backed His Black Dick out of my mouth, I saw how Big He was, It must been 11 inches long and uncut, He turned me around and I felt His Black Dick hitting my hole. He was very verbal, He brought my submissive side out, Be for I knew it The Black Pimp , Had lifted my body up and rested it on His Black Dick. Then I felt His Black Dick start to enter my ass. It slid in like it was meant to be there , I moaned with pleasure as He moved it in and out of my ass. He was Muscular and Dominant. He moved my body around to Hit His Black Dick just right , The way that He mounted my hole, Made me feel like a real pussy . He moved my body up and down on His Black Dick. The Pimp had me reach around and pull my Ass Cheeks apart, So He could get His Black Dick all the way in,my Ass. He removed His hands from my waist and moved them to my neck, All the while He was fucking me , And then as He started to squeeze my neck, I couldn't breathe, He was choking me. My body started to convulse, I started to suffer violent involuntary contraction of my muscles, The Black Guy liked the feeling of my ass pulsating on His Black Dick. He tightened His grip on my neck, And I started to shake violently, He rammed His Black Dick into my Ass hole, He tightened His Grip even more around my neck, I Couldn't breathe, My arms and legs started to move uncontrollably, The Black Guy was Fucking me relentlessly As I was shaking, His Black Dick slid pass my second hole, He Held me there and said I'm Cumming, I'm Cumming, Breeding this white hole good with this Alpha Black load. Than He released His hands from my neck, And I was Chocking and trying to catch my breath. He smiled at me and said You've been Cunted Now The result of getting Fucked and Bred so relentlessly and violently by an actual Black Man, that it makes a fag’s butt hole become a sloppy Cunt. Abolishing any remaining part of masculinity from the faggot. Let's do this tomorrow night .. On the Stage.. For everyone to see I can Fuck for hours with out Cumming The next day came soon enough. I kept my self busy The Reggie came in and asked if I was ready to put on a show ? I said No I didn't want to have Sex on Stage.. Cum on Don't be scared. I got what you need a Booty Bump' I asked Him what that was ? It's just like Coke but Better. Come on try it , A Booty Bump. . He pulled a Syringe out with out the needle, He ripped my shorts down, I said I didn't want to do that. He fingered my Hole,, Stop I said ! He took a Syringe and pushed it up my Butt Hole and injected some liquid in my Ass, I said Stop It. But it was to late. He rubbed my Ass Hole and said You'll do just fine. The solution that He put up my Butt Hole was Meth. He told me to pull my short up. And Drag the bed frame out and put it in the center of the Stage. It only took about 5 mins for the Meth to start hit me. He dragged me out on the Stage and removed my shorts so everyone could see me. He Had me lay on the frame and than put restraints on my wrists and ankles, He put the Blind fold on me. I could feel the Meth was hitting me, He put a Mic so everyone could hear me Begging. He toughed my back and I moaned, Reggie said Legs Spread wide open, Ass Up.. Your Back is Arched, On all fours waiting for Black Dick ! He put His Black Dick up against my hole and I backed up and He enter my Ass and I Moaned , Be for I knew it His Black Dick was Deep in me, Balls Deep in my Ass. He eased His Black Dick in and out. He said my Ass was my Pleasure Zone, That's all I could feel, I was nothing but a Hole, For Fucking. Reggie new He would be feeling the Booty Bump too. He was Fucking me waiting for the Meth to transfer from my butt to His Black Dick, It only took a few Mins for the Meth to enter His Black Dick. He could feel the Pleasure, The Meth was focusing on His Groin area. All I could do was to Beg Him for that Black Dick to Fuck me, He Fucked me silly, I wanted more of Black Dick, I was experience a sudden "rush" of pleasure a prolonged sense of euphoria, as well as increased energy, confidence, sexual prowess and feelings of desirability. I said Give me more, My voice was going across the sound system. I was begging for That Black Dick , Reggie lifted me and placed my Ass Hole on His Humongous Black Dick. It slid on in my Ass, He said is that what you want ? How do you like that Black Dick ? I was so high, I was experiencing a surge of dopamine, intense rush of pleasure. I didn't know what I was doing or saying, I said "Give me that Nigger Dick" It Boomed across the Speaker. Reggie slipped my face , I said it again and He slipped me Harder, And Pulled His Black Dick out of my Ass, He grabbed my head and rammed His Black Dick into my mouth, Making me silent other than the Moaning and Groaning, The Ass juices that were once in my Ass, Now were in my mouth. He Fucked my mouth, But He wanted the Meth Hole, He wanted to Feel what I was feeling. My ass was on fire, Reggie started to got really Weird, It was if the Devil came out in Him. He wanted to do all these "crazy" things and was extremely forceful and aggressive. His Black Dick Had a mine of it's own, Reggie said I"m going to Rape You Bitch, Reggie suddenly had me hog-tied. I was crying out for Him to Stop. He had become Really aggressive and demeaning. It was as though, I was only there for Him to enact some kind of rape-type fantasy! He got physical and rough. He was playing the role now, He was the Black Master and I was His white slave. He was Fucking me rough All the way out and then all the way in, Than He said what do you want ? I said Give me that Nigger Dick ! Again and again I screamed out , He struck my Ass, Again and Again He put His hands around my neck. And tightened His grip, He was Choking me. I was struggled to breathe, He tightened His hands around my neck. This is my Ass Now He said, "Your my Slave", Call me Master , I said Your My Black Master ! This must of turned Him on. He Choked me Harder, I couldn't Breathe, I started to Shake and Convulse. He got more intense His Black Dick was growing Bigger and Longer, I could feel His Black Dick in my Gut, I was Shaking uncontrollably! Than He started Humiliating me, Talking down to me, He wanted me to feel like a slave! He said Your not a men ! You could never compete sexually with a Black Man ! You'll Never be a man ! Nature never intended for you to be sexually Dominate the way a Black Man is ! He rammed His Black Dick into my Hole. Nature intended for me to be dominated ! Your Like a Bitch ! Like my slave! I'm going to show everyone how to convert a white guy. Make Him a Bitch for Black Dick! No need for Rubber's because you can't get Him pregnant ! Your Black Master is going to try. You want your Black Master Cum , I'm going Bred you slave, Shit I'm Cumming , I could feel His Warm Black Seed entering my hole, At that moment When He was Cumming, I started to Shake, I felt myself Cumming too, My Black Master pulled His Black Dick out of my Ass, He grabbed my head and put His Black Dick in my mouth and ordered me to clean it ! The audience was clapping .. Than He pissed all over my body Your a "Jack Of Spades "

Got together a while back with a hot couple I play with sometimes - they were having a small group scene at their brownstone in Brooklyn. When I first met them, they did not party and though both were hot, and very nice guys to boot, the travel time for me to get there wound up being more than the time we spent having sex, then I had the same trip in reverse to look forward to going home... kinda tough. Recently, however, they both started to pnp and I was pleased as I really like them and this makes the possibility of sitting in traffic for an hour or two on a Friday much more bearable.* One is a hairy, incredibly well-hung top-only (Well, FORMER top-only, I got to fuck him recently and he's now getting fucked regularly, and considers himself versatile), fiftyish, olive skin, 'stashe, nice build - his partner is totally vers, but really loves to bottom and to get fisted especially now since he's become acquainted with Ms. T - late 40s Irish-y pale, trim and wiry, nice dick, beautiful hairy butt that I love to eat for hours. Call them Mick and Don. I was due at 8:30 but between a longer meeting with my agent than expected and NYC Friday night traffic, I could not get there until almost 10. The little group was in full swing when I got there - a shaved all over tatoo guy from Uruguay I'll call Ricardo early 40s, a freakin' hot wiry red-necky type from Oklahoma (and I mean that in only the hottest way...) I'll call Russell who I took to be 40 and turned out to be in his late fifties, and a kid I'll call Justin who was a blond, Polish-decent kid from the neighborhood who looked for all the world like a fratboy. They'd been at the glass cock and Ricardo had gotten several of them to the point, so I had to catch up a bit while I watched these boys in action. Not wanting to waste anything I started shot-gunning my hits back into these guys and watched them get even piggier before my eyes. Just to get into the swing, I got down and buried my face in each guys' butt for a few minutes, then fucked Don, Ricardo, Russell and then Mick (I love fucking former top-onlys, and bottoming for former bottom-onlys!) and then I turned to Justin - who suddenly had a great need to be somewhere else and bolted! Everyone laughed and they told me that it was his first group scene, and he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to handle it, and might freak out at any moment. Seems my hosts had been pseudo-warning him that when I got there I was going to pound him into next week and turn his butthole inside out.* Hmmm... yeah, that was sure to reassure him! I would have been happy to fuck him, but I'd also have been happy to have him pound me too. Oh well! I was also fucked royally by Mick and Don before we took a break, usually while I was topping someone else, leaving me to be Lucky Pierre. More puffing and shotgunning and we pulled out some of the toys I brought. I fucked Russell with a vibrating bullet in his hole which made my dick feel incredible.* Amazingly, Don got a HUGE vibrating dildo up Mick's formerly off-limits hole and he was moaning and writhing for all his might. The position I wanted to tell you about was this one.* I was laying on my back while Don rode my dick. Ricardo inches his ass toward my outstretched arm - I requested "elbow grease, please! and a hit" and was rewarded with someone greasing my left arm while I was given a hit off the glass cock. Don pulled off my dick, lifted my legs and slipped in me for a bit, while I worked my arm up Ricardo's hole. I was amazed how easily he took it. Ricardo starts to ride while I twist and flex in his manhole, and Don says "I'm jealous, I want some!" - proceeds to pull out of my butt, grease his hole and my RIGHT arm, and hold my arm up perpendicular to the bed and sink his ass down on to it. Russell who's been playing with a vibrating dildo up his hole, pushes another vibrating one up mine and begins to suck my dick. As the "piece de resistance" Mick blows a huge cloud of smoke into my mouth, puts the bowl down turns and sits his beautiful hairy, formerly top butt right on my face. So here's the scene, I'm flat on my back on the bed, my left arm is up Ricardo's butt who is on his back with his legs in the air. Russell has a vibrating dildo up his hole and one up mine and is blowing me. Don has my right arm bent up and is straddling my wrist and forearm, while he blows his partner Mick's huge cock while I tongue-fuck Mick's hole for all I am worth. Holy Cow, Batman! Now that particular configuration was one for the books I must admit! I've fisted two guys at once before, but not with the additional guys adding all sorts of other sensations.* The party was still going when I left at 4 AM, and there were lots more configurations, including some shower sex, and I did breed Mick's formerly top hole. Nice way to end what was a tough week!

He had big tits with huge nipples, and a big stomach. Normally this is not my kind of guy. Anyhow, I decided to go along with the scene and holy shit am I ever glad I did. After we got spun up he took off his pants and crawled up on the bed doggy style. I was astonished. He had a beautiful meaty ass and legs. His skin was as smooth and cool as a dolphin's. I was not expecting that in a million years. He had what I call "Grade A Ass", two big beefy glutes split by a deep straight crack. I fell to my knees, stuck my tongue in his crack and started digging my way to his hole. It was buried nose-deep inside the thick bubble cheeks. I gave the hole a few quick licks and then came up for air. I knew it would be rimming and bareback all night long. My fuckbud stayed in doggy position for 10 solid hours, giving me unrestricted access to his hole. He never sucked my cock and I didn't need him to. I occasionally rolled him flat on his side to get deeper penetration or better access to his tits. But it was raw doggy 99.9% of the time. I was in absolute heaven. I did have a moment of tina dick. I tried using my hands to get hard but no luck. So I crawled back up on that meaty ass and started dragging my soft junk along his taint. He began twerking his taint slowly against my junk and after a while my cock got partially hard. I put my cockhead inside him- "just the tip, baby". Suddenly, he clamped his hole tight, locking my cockhead, and began to twerk his ass extra hard. My cock then became stiff enough to slide the rest of the way inside him and we got into a deep hard fuck. I squirted cum inside him twice. The first time caught me by complete surprise and and was a lot more cum than I usually squirt. It dripped out of his hole. I was constantly rimming him all throughout the fuck session. Since he was always in doggie position, I could just pull his smooth meaty ass directly onto my face whenever I needed to get some licks in -- while reaching forward to squeeze his big tits. At one point I kept rimming him even though his hole was filled with lube and booty bump juice. I also realized I must have felched my own cum for the first time ever. We created a magical rimming routine while spun. Still in doggy position, he would gently swing his ass back towards my face, and let me lick his hole once from bottom to top. Then he'd swing away and we'd repeat it. Over and over. I closed my eyes and it felt like angel pussy rubbing on my tongue. Without a doubt, this was the most incredible rimming experience I have ever had.

ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Quebecois Father and Son FF One of the kinkiest experiences I ever had took place at a Fisting Party on the Upper West Side a few years back. Jim, a guy I played with occasionally - but only when his very vanilla partner was out-of-town or occupied - asked if I would go to a leather party with him located near his place. He thought the scene might be a bit much for him alone, but that if I was along, he'd fit in better. Sounded good to me, so with some leather already on, we carted the rest over 3 blocks in our bags, we rang the apartment, and were greeted at the front door by the host, a guy I'd seen at some pnp get-together's before. Our host, Earl was a 40ish stocky, shaved black man, already in harness and ass-less chaps. (I should mention Jim is a tall, thin white guy, very pale with lots of dark hair all over and a long skinny cock). We stripped in a foyer and added some additional leather from our bags – I loaned Jim a vest, leather jockstrap, leather cockring and armbands, and a leather ball cap to go with his construction boots; while I was in chaps, codpiece, harness with chrome cockring, bicep bands on both arms, engineer boots and motorcycle cap. We passed through a blanket hung up like a curtain to enter the main part of the apartment. The main room was set up dungeon style, with two slings, a couple of weight benches, two rim seats and leather or rubber drop cloths over the floor and furniture. There were several lube stations complete with j-lube, crisco and elbow grease, and on a raised table at the far end of the room, several bongs and pipes already loaded. A sharps container rested below the table. Earl, our host had recognized me from other gatherings as well and told me to go get cloudy and “do your usual thing and help get these guys started”. I wondered if my friend Jim realized this was a party with a distinct focus on fisting? Fortunately, my nails were all trimmed. I looked around seeing about 6 or 7 men there already, all age groups, body types, and ethnicities. Jim spotted an old buddy he’d not played with in years and went over to chat. Two guys in latex gear I’d never seen before waved me over to the sheet covered sofa they were sitting on, indicating the large water-bong they were using. Smiling, I came over and they split apart so that I would sit between them. Handing me the pipe and the torch, a melted the product and took a huge hit, held it, then slowly released a huge cloud, one of the guys murmured “mon dieu” as I sighed “Thanks, I needed that…” I told them my name, and they introduced themselves as Claude and Didier. “A pleasure gentlemen, now who wants a shotgun?” The older one Claude didn’t get that but the younger Didier did and indicated his mouth. I took another big hit, held it while giving the pipe and torch to Claude and met Didier’s mouth and exhaled the hit to him while our tongues played a bit. Didier blew out the cloud then indicated Claude with his head, I turned and Claude was in the midst of drawing a large hit himself and with his finger indicated I should come closer, and passed me the smoke in a shotgun. A few more minutes of sharing and blowing clouds and a few more comments and I told them I had to ask two questions, and the indicated to go ahead. “First question. Quebecois?” as I looked back and forth between them, “Yes,” responded Claude, “most Americans would have gone for French first.” I said, “Nah, the accent is different, and you’re both taller than most Frenchmen.” “Second question?” asked Didier with a smirk, noticing how I kept looking from one to the other, obviously scrutinizing them and curious. Both were olive-skinned white guys with a tan, tall, with dark hair on their heads, in Didier’s beard, and nicely scattered on the parts of their bodies that weren’t covered by their matching latex singlets. Average bodies, not gym rats like I was at the time. Long fingered hands, large long feet. And most curious, both had green eyes. “Second question then,” I started. “You two look a lot alike. I mean REALLY a lot as if you were brothers, which would be hot enough to me, but the age difference is too much. Trust me, I won’t be freaked out, I’d be turned on, so how exactly ARE you two related? Or is the fact you look alike the greatest coincidence of all time?” Claude looked around a bit, half concerned, half amused and said simply: “I’m his father”. “Oh shit that’s hot…” I whispered. “Seriously?” They both nodded and laughed at my facial expression. “Damn that’s hot” I repeated. “Not everyone thinks so,” Didier responded as we all looked around “even in a situation like this.” They promised to tell me more after we’d played a bit – they wanted to double team me and I was more than happy. I told them I had to find out more about this, just as the host was passing out loaded points. I looked around to see if Jim was cool with everything and caught him getting his cough and holding his arm over his head after his old buddy slammed him. Jim winked and gave me the thumbs up then started snogging his friend. Earl reached us at that point and asked if I were bumping or pointing that night, remembering I was the guy who always had to drive home. “Didier’s a home health aid in Montreal, he’s really a good admin,” Earl indicated. Since I had a particularly long block of time to play with this event starting in late afternoon, I gsve a nod. Earl was right, Didier was quick and efficient, and I was still finishing my cough when I heard Claude’s similar reaction from doing himself behind me, followed by Didier’s own launching into the stratosphere. The three of us got into a hot make out session of rough 3-way kissing before the two of them each sunk their mouths onto my nips – Claude particularly was turned on by how big they were (or so it seemed from the things he was muttering as he sucked, bit and tongued them). Our hands were all roving all over each other – I was tweaking their nips, jerking their soft but very long cocks, and fingering their hot holes. I was in the center of the couch and both of them got on their haunches on either end of it, their faces meeting over my cock, which they proceeded to lick, kiss and suck, intermittently kissing each other and sucking the other’s tongue. Between watching an honest-to-God father and son share my cock while they made out, and the little blue wonder I’d taken earlier, my cock was rock hard shortly. While they blitzed out on cock sucking and kissing each other I was slipping my fingers into their two hungry holes. I stood up from the couch, and for a few minutes,one rimmed me while the other continued sucking me, and then they switched. Soon I was on the floor in front of the couch, the two of them together in the center with their touching legs overlapping, leaning back with legs raised and holes exposed. I went back and forth rimming one while fingering the other, then switching while spending a while as well on each of their long, uncut ‘saucissons’. For some reason, I found the Dad’s hairy hole a bit more exciting, and the son’s cock more compelling, though telling the difference was a bit tough, as Didier was truly a chip off the old block almost identical to his father Claude. Their cocks got only semi-hard and were mostly soft at this point, but they did get hard later in the event. Unlike most of the pnp parties I’ve been to before or since, this one was unusual in that guys either paired or trio-d up at the beginning and pretty much played with the same guy or guys for most of the evening – though cheered on and watched by the other groups. There was a bit of a “round robin” as all of us fisted the host as he lay back in one of the slings. Then the other sling was free and Claude, Didier and I moved over to use it. It was very hot, when Claude lay back in the sling while the thinner Didier, with the assistance of two solid blocks on either side of the center of the sling straddled his father with their cocks and chests rubbing against each other and two beautiful holes presented to me. For a few minutes, I fucked each of them, bending my knees to access dad, and up on my toes to access the son. Since this was a fisting party (much to Jim’s surprise apparently, though he seemed to be doing well over by the fuck bench, with his arm way up his buddy’s chute while sitting on a large dildo up his own hole. I started playing with both holes and worked on opening them up Didier hopped up to go get the bong while I worked his Dad’s inner paradise – he got handed a bottle of poppers from the guy in the next sling and took a huff as four of my lubed fingers spread and turned in his hole. Didier put the stem of the bong to Claude’s mouth as he took a huge hit and blew a few huge clouds. Then he brought it to me and held it (both my hands and forearms were covered with j-lube so I sure couldn’t hold it) and let me take some hits – he did a few shot-gunning his dad on the last one as Claude’s hole inhaled my whole hand past the wrist. Didier had put the bong back and returned, rimming me a bit as I worked his dad’s hole and using a vibrating plug on my hole. I worked Claude’s hole for a while, thrusting, turning pulling almost all the way out, and after a bit, Didier added a few of his fingers alongside my wrist inside his dad. Claude needed to break, and after we checked that no one was waiting for it, Didier got in the sling. Started the same, opening him up, Claude brought the pipe, we all clouded while I used my fingers to stretch the kid’s fuck-hole. A hit of poppers and my hand shot in. Claude sucked my cock and played with my ass as I got further into his son’s core. Eventually he got on all fours under the sling and with me kneeling on the pillow while working his son’s hole, Claude backed on to my cock. I fucked him (gently to be fair) until Didier started demanding I pound them both. The fisting and the fucking got more energetic, I even got some punch fucking of Didier in before a break was called. We all went to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and they began to tell me their story (which I was DYING to know). As they spun their tale to me, we finished washing up and headed back to the couch with a newly refilled bong. I had wondered how this all started and who approached who. It seems son had approached father – seems Claude’s wife and Didier’s mother had started being distant and abusive to Claude and was diagnosed with Early On-set Alzheimer’s. This was 5 years prior when Didier was 19, and Claude 41. Claude was thrust into care-giver mode, and his sex life dwindled to zero, while his libido was still quite healthy leaving him horny and depressed. He was, however, still faithful to his wife and thought a mistress or a prostitute wouldn’t be right, even though his wife could no longer return his feelings. Meanwhile, at McGill his son had discovered the joys of not only gay sex, but gay chem sex. He also saw how miserable, lonely and depressed his father was. Claude had even brought up to Didier when he was visiting home one night after they’d had a few beers, that he was so horny but could not imagine cheating on his wife with another woman. That hatched a plan in Didier’s head. Reminding his father that he needed to break sometime, he got his Claude to hire an Aide for an entire four-day weekend while he went downtown and visited his son in his apartment at McGill. Utilizing the sports therapy massage skills he was already learning – plus a judicious use of some G in a sports drink, Didier got his father in a very relaxed, horny and calm mood. “You roofied your Father?” I burst out. Claude shushed me and told his son to continue. While massaging his recumbent naked father, Didier not only came out to him, but proposed that he would be happy to be the solution to his father’s sexual dilemma – not being female, he suggested that’s not really cheating. Between the G and the skin-to-skin contact and Claude’s overwhelming horniness, he told his son he could see some logic in that, but really wasn’t sure. Assuring that he had ways to help Claude decide, Didier pulled out a glass pipe, filled it with tina, and popped some bareback gay and bi porn on the TV and computer. Even though Claude claims he never really thought about or fantasized about having sex with men, the seduction worked. Soon son was blowing his dad and getting fucked by him and as more time and T went by that weekend, Claude started sucking his son and being fucked himself. He totally fell for chemmed gay sex, and by the end of the weekend a couple of Didier’s buddies had joined in. After that, Didier came home at least a couple of times a week – and since his Dad was already sleeping in his son’s room so the Aides could take care of his wife in the master bedroom, it didn’t arouse much suspicion when Didier and Claude would spend the night together in the same room, and though they also got high frequently, the did their best to keep it really quiet! Eventually the wife lost all memory and abilities and was moved to an institution for round the clock care, at which point Claude moved into Didier’s apartment which was closer to the extended care hospital than his original home, and allowed father and son to continue exploring their pnp limits. Both of the men being ass-infatuated, fisting naturally followed. Though both were versatile, both actually preferred bottoming, Claude even more so than Didier. Depending on the gay crowd you were with, they were either the scandal or the darlings of Montreal. Having hydrated, cleaned up and re-upping our high, we blew a few last clouds and got back to hole play. They got on their knees on the couch and we did a “Chariot Race” with me having an arm up each ass, fisting them simultaneously while they kissed and made out like crazy. One would fist the other while I either fucked them from behind, or fisted them, and again, they’d switch. I was fucked by both of them when they got hard finally and they helped me open my hole with toys, fingers, plugs and an anal pump. We’d break and shower off a bit, then return to the party room to have a rim circle and blow a few clouds. After they each slammed again, I was able to fist fuck Didier with two hands, then pulled one out as his father put his hand in with mine. I did the same with Claude, only with him I could have both hands in and Didier slipped one of his part way in as well. Astonishing… especially when Didier whispered in my ear “and to think, not long ago that chempig was a straight married guy… technically STILL married”. I almost shot hearing that! We played for 11 hours and I had to get going, thanking our host many times and offering to kick in for the favors, which he refused. I bid farewell to my hot Quebecois pervs, hoping I’d see them again (never did, unfortunately). Jim walked me out as he was heading home as well. He was really glad he came but didn’t think he’d do it again – he thought he “went too far” and was concerned if he did this too much, sex with his vanilla partner would pale too much. And, he added, it was a bit too much for his own limits. “Were those guys you were with REALLY father and son?” he asked. I nodded, “yeah on one break they took out their passports, they sure were.” “I don’t know,” Jim replied. “That’s kinda hot, and kinda sick to me… I guess I’m just not as debauched as you are…” I gave him an elbow to his ribs and hopped in my car, parked in front of his place on W85th. “Nah,” I said as we both laughed and he headed to his building. “But you WANT to be!”

Not my MOST recent, but I was playing with a group during the winter at the very large apartment of a couple I know down in Jersey City. It was still fairly early and though we had been doing some puffing on the glass cock, we were waiting for their candy man to arrive. In the past whenever he'd come during a party, he had his girlfriend with him and one or both of the hosts would meet him on the stairs and no one else would ever see him. I was surprised to hear steps coming up from the lower level, and Tom my host escorts this stocky good-looking Cubano guy into the video room on the top floor, then calls me in because I needed this guy's help. Seems the candy man had a fight with his girlfriend and broke up, so he came upstairs this time. Introduces himself to me as Victor and pulls out his glass pipe, loads it up and passes it round - says "SHIIIIIT MAN!" when he sees the outrageous sized shotgun hit I give Tom - and asks me for one. I asked him was he sure, and he told me we didn't need to lock lips or anything. I did and each time the pipe came back to me I did it again. And each time he held me longer and pulled me closer. Tom encouraged him to "get comfortable" so he pulled off shirt, shoes and socks. Looking at the porn, seeing the guys two rooms away naked and fucking (the apartment is a railroad flat with rooms one after the other in an old corner building, my friends love a bit of window play for the gay guys across the street to check out what's happening) , and Tom and I in jocks and harnesses, Victor shortly dropped his jeans to just his grey boxer briefs. There was a big package in there... Victor mentioned that gay guys had it so much easier when it came to sex, he sees this all the time wherever he delivers and is jealous of how much fun we can have and how OUR partners don't have a problem with us fucking someone else, in fact they like it. Tom says, well, why not have some fun here tonight and no one has to know - it won't make you gay, especially if you just want to get your rocks off. Victor asked whether or not we'd feel degraded or something if he just let us service him, but we told him "not really, so long as we all know it's just for fun". He said he was game but needed to start slow. Tom told him I'd be the perfect one to ease him in, and went to let the other guys know what was happening. Now in these party situations where we're playing with favors, I mostly wind up topping as I still get hard, and get bummed when I don't get to bottom at all... so, I knelt down, pulled the briefs down and started to suck on a very thick, brown, uncut spud of a cock. He liked it, a lot. We fired up the torch and I blew clouds around his cock, his balls as I tongued them, and even blew some up his hole when I gave him his (presumably) first rimming. Then, having greased my hole as he loaded the pipe, I sat down on his cock, facing him while he took more hits himself, going all the way to his lap in one motion. This he REALLY liked and frankly, so did I. After his surprised cough, we kept exchanging shotgun hits of white clouds, but then he really started to kiss me - deep and wet and long. I worked my butt muscles and he started to really pound up into me, shortly howling as he blew a load up my hole... AWESOME! I don't get seeded very often, so I was really hot over this - I mean come on - a straight "candy-man's" load? Seriously? He actually came into the bedroom and got into the group a bit - let everyone suck him and rim him, he fucked a few guys, kissed a couple and even sucked a couple of dicks for a short bit. He blew another load up my butt with me on my back with my legs over his shoulders, then had to leave. He thanked us all for a good time, and decided it probably wouldn't be his last! As it turns out, it wasn't - he's been back a few times...

I think most white bottoms have a certain fascination with black cocks... Some perhaps more than others, and I gladly admit that I find it quite thrilling when a black cock enters my white ass... I wish I could see it myself, but just thinking about the colour contrast between my ass and the cock is quite a turn-on. And... Well, the stereotype about black cocks is perhaps not always correct, but hey... In my fantasy-world ALL black cocks are massive 9-10-inchers! (Yes, I'm a size queen - and not ashamed to LOVE large cocks!) One of the largest cocks I've ever come across belonged to a black man I came across on a trip to London. He was a bit reluctant at first, asking over and over if I was SURE I could take a big cock - apparently he had quite often been frustrated with bottoms showing up and then chickening out when he was only halfway in so he had to just do a shallow fuck, rather than getting some nice, balls-deep action. I basically had to spam him with pics of my smooth, white ass to finally get him to agree that I could come over. In the end, though, he didn't regret it! It was quite limited how much of his cock I could fit in my mouth - it was simply too thick for me to take it deep throat - but he seemed mainly interested in the fucking anyway, and while I was busy sucking and lapping at his cock he focused on lubing up my hole and stretching me open with his fingers until I was literally begging for him to fuck me... Oh, wow... I swear, it was almost an audible POP! when his cock head entered me! If you really, really, REALLY like big cocks, you know there is a thrill to lying there, ass in the air, thinking "what have I gotten myself into?" and wondering if you can actually deliver what you promised... I sort of knew I probably could, but there was just enough of a doubt to make it exciting and challenging to not only let him go on, but to actually beg him to do so! Because of course I wanted him balls-deep inside me; not just for my pleasure, but to satisfy him and deliver what I promised - and also for the sense of pride there is in being a good bottom that can take a deep, hard fuck! Needless to say I took it all. At first he held back a bit and probably only gave me two thirds of his cock - which was still a VERY satisfying fuck! - but I knew I had to beg him to give it all to me. Take me as he wanted to take a little white ass. Fuck, it hurt when he made that last push and I felt his balls against my ass, but I was so proud of myself! Perhaps I was too tight, perhaps he just hadn't fucked deep for a while; I don't know, but he came far too soon... It was a bit of a shame - for me - but didn't seem to bother him. He had gotten to pump his load deep inside a little white ass, and that seemed to be enough for him! Certainly enough for him to invite me over again once more during that trip, and the second time he went balls-deep from the beginning and the fuck lasted considerably longer... (Not me in that picture, sadly...) Unfortunately black cocks are rare where I live, but the next time I go abroad I should make a bit of an effort to see if I can't get a treat like that... Fortunately there are hung black guys out there that don't mind giving a bit of cock to blond, white guys with tight asses!

Another Real Experience: - Excelling at CusTomer Service; Part 3 – Rental Surprise I had actually posted this true story elsewhere but those sites are "no more", now's the perfect time to include it with my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. Therefore, here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". So a couple of summers back, a friend and colleague was going on vacation for a couple of weeks and asked me a favor - she knew that I generally don't do rentals, only sales, but these were customers of hers who had bought a new bigger house and wanted to rent out their current one for a year or two until the market improved. I generally DON'T do rentals, but she's a good friend, and it was a $3000 rental, so a good commission. I go to the house to take pictures and to meet with the owners after my friend let them know I would be handling it, and was in for a bit of a surprise. I got to the place - it was awesome for a small house: pool, hot tub, koi pond, bbq pit in the back yard and great interiors with huge tubs and showers on each floor. The wife met me first, cool lady kinda hot in a "tough chick" sort of way... and then the husband came downstairs. Fortunately, his wife was looking at me and not him when his jaw hit the floor and he recognized me. I had to suppress a chuckle as I said "oh, hey Ted! Didn't know this was your house". Ted with a crooked smile said "yeah, it's my second wife's house, actually... and we just bought one together." "You two know each other? How cool!" Wifey number 2 puts in. "Yes," I said, "from the 'Y' - we work out at the same time frequently enough..." If she only knew HOW we'd worked out, one particular time in general... Ted is a real hottie - used to be an NYC fireman, now works construction as a carpenter and is a volunteer fireman in our 'burb here just outside the big apple. Built like a baseball or soccer player, he's got a great mesomorph body, awesome pecs, nice dick and a beautiful hairy bubble butt. Coloring -wise he's "Black Irish": very pale but not unattractive skin, piercing blue eyes and dark brown thick head of hair and a '70s clone-style 'stache that on him is very hot. He's about 2 inches shorter than my 6' and at the time he was - like me - in his late '40s but in really good shape. I'd immediately noticed him at the gym, years ago when I first moved back home to the burbs after a couple of decades in NYC. A total hottie and just my type. But a wedding ring, and though he looked around a lot more than usual for a straight guy, he didn't respond to any of the usual clues. Interestingly, our YMCA's steam room actually DOES get active every once in a while, but you have to be really careful as it is co-ed, though few women use the steam room. Also, some guys are just not cool. Ted had occasionally been in the steam room when some groping or even a little oral got started, but at first he always left. After a while, he started to stay, though appeared to look away. Finally he got to the point of openly watching. It was after one of those sessions when the guy who was blowing me did so for only about 2 minutes before he shot himself and hastily exited that we finally spoke to each other. "You seemed to be enjoying the show" I said, pointing out his tented towel. He actually blushed and said "yeah, I can't believe how easy it can be for you guys". We talked a bit (seems he HAD gotten some blow jobs from guys before in the past on a couple of occasions) so I asked if he wanted to try some more again. He said yes, but not there and invited me back to his new apartment, which he had gotten upon divorcing his wife. It was a very short drive, we could have walked, and I followed him in after pulling my "play bag" out of the trunk of my car. He was amazed that I had videos, lube, toys and leather gear with me, and that my partner was cool with me playing on the side when he was working. Ted said he wanted to try out more than just getting a blow job but was scared, and he lamented that he didn't have any weed because he knew that would relax him. I told him I didn't either (I actually have problems with the stuff, I may be allergic) but that I did have a pipe with me and stuff that would make him feel really good, and really horny and lower some inhibitions, but wouldn't leave him out of it or unaware of what was happening. He was all for it, and I pulled out the glass cock and filled it up with the icy crystals and *puff* he was having his first dance with Miss T. We popped in one of my videos that had a woman or two in a couple of the scenes, and stripped down to our boxers. Jerking led quickly to mutual jerking and soon the boxers were gone and I was on the floor between his hairy muscle thighs sucking that very nice dick - he loved it. I pulled out the poppers and took a huff, and swallowed his dick to the balls - he says "can I try some of those? What do I do?" I pulled off briefly, told him how to huff and NOT get stuff up his nose, took a hit, handed him the bottle and went back to sword-swallowing. He took a hit and moaned, so I pushed his legs up and attacked his hairy hole (knowing we'd both showered at the gym) and he just squirmed and loved that. I pulled back, asking if he liked it and he said "oh fuck yeah". I fired up the torch and we had a few more major hits, and I said "any interest in reciprocating?" He said he'd give it a shot... he took a few more fortifying puffs off the pipe, took a long hit of poppers and basically went nuts on my hard dick, sucking, licking, licking my balls and even a gave me a rim job - which he actually stayed on better and longer than the blow job (and - not his fault - he did use his teeth a bit unknowingly.) All the while, whenever his mouth was free for a moment, he was all "fuck this is hot, fuck this is hot". Finally he moved us to the bedroom... bringing my play bag, vids, the glass cock the poppers and all. A few more clouds shared and we were in a 69... nice. His tongue seemed more used to hole than dick (probably used to eating pussy) so he was back to that shortly. I asked if he wanted to fuck that hole, and he was all for it. I said watch the vid, while I check on something and left him with the torch and pipe and took my "emergency" kit to the bathroom and found I was just fine for being fucked, quickly washed the kit and got back in there. He asked what I had been doing, and I briefly explained without any off-putting details that I was making sure I was clean for a fuck. We puffed more (thank god he wasn't getting Tina Dick), I pulled out two kinds of lube and he mounted me - me on all fours with him behind and both of us facing the video. He liked it, a lot, and gave me a huge load. We puffed more when he got done, and he was clearly still majorly turned on. He kept asking about getting fucked, and what it felt like, and did it make me feel less like a man (hardly) and so on, and finally asked if he could try it if I would promise to stop if he hated it. I agreed, and he asked about the whole bathroom thing. I explained, gave him the kit, told him what to do, and how to do it and for how long, and set him at it with the poppers while I kicked back with the pipe. A little bit later he was back, like me there was really nothing there to worry about, and he made sure to wash well so I could get my tongue back in before we started. With the torch firing, we did hits while I blew some of the smoke up his butt and mounted him the way he did me - doggie style facing the porn. He didn't seem like the face to face kissing type - at least not yet. I gave him the poppers and told him to take some gentle huffs while I was entering him, and he did. Slowly but surely, I got inside and started a slow pulse after he told me he was okay and his hole had accepted it. We built up speed and had a long serious fuck that he seemed to like very very well. I didn't shoot, as I'd played the night before (that's why the bag was in the car) and he told me it was awesome, but he wasn't sure he'd ever have the guts to do it again. Sure enough, after that, he didn't quite avoid me at the gym, but he certainly never came to the steam room again and when he did speak to me it was in a group. Then my schedule changed and I was not working out at that time of day anymore... so I hadn't seen him much the last two years. UNTIL my friend asked me for a favor and I found myself listing his (well, his new wife's) house for rent. He did manage to let me know that he'd really enjoyed what we did... and maybe, MAYBE he might want to repeat sometime. I thought I might get the chance to have time to add some persuasion to that - but the listing was so damn good the place rented THAT afternoon as soon as I put it in the system. Ah well, if my friend needs to travel around the time they close on their new house... who knows?

I hung up my phone. Angry, yeah. Very! My brother called to gloat about something very personal and I couldn't do much but listen. Two weeks ago, my 19 year old son came home looking sad and a little puzzled. He said he needed to talk to me in private. This is sort of a strange request and even more strange because we never have any sort of private talks. I just fuck him. That's all I need to say. I get my paternal cock up inside that faggot's deep cunt and I bang his head against the wall while I'm drilling into his fucking cunt until I cum. I pull out, I slap his ass a few times and I wipe my cock off on his bed sheets. He usually stays in the last position I nailed him in until I leave. That's the way daddy does it and there's nothing to discuss. So why the talk now? He sat on the bed just about eye level with my cock. I can't help myself. I walk into the fucker's room and my cock just gets bone hard and fuck ready in seconds. I don't pull my cock out just yet. He looks up at me...another thing I don't usually tolerate but I still want to see what's going on. "Dad, I just got back from the clinic and they told me that I am HIV positive." I looked at him and then I started to smile. He really had no clue the whole time. I spent a year dumping load after load up his high school cunt just so I could be one of those dads who had the balls to stealth his own son. And now I get the news. He looks like he's gonna get a beating. I just pull out my super hard cock. "Open up you stupid cunt. Don't you know that faggots like you are made for breeding and you only got what I had expected you to get in the first place." He was already throating my cock while I laughed and looked down at him. He knew I did it. I could see the look of disgust in his eyes. He just started swallowing as fast as he could. I was just about to slap his head to stop him from trying to pull my load out when I lost it....I screamed. "Swallow your daddy's poz load, baby boy. I'm so proud of my cock for giving my son my own DNA once again. Now you won't have to worry about what kind of cum is blasting up your cunt." So my brother found out about the event and he acted like he was all good with it. He even fucked the faggot with me just to help me belittle the fuckwad. I can't imagine what the fuck he was thinking when he took the kid away from me and brought him out west to do porn. He said that I ruined him so he thought he'd take advantage of the kid's new status and get him into some really raw bareback porn. Actually, he confessed, he was going to be one of the many cocks that would be fucking the kid. And he'd be sure to send me a copy. I was so pissed off. All I could think of was who the hell I was gonna plow my raw cock into. I guess the time is right to start on my younger son. He's not a faggot but he'll do just fine.

In September of 2004, I got a message from a guy I knew who lived near Columbia University - seems he had started getting party favors for a couple of guys who were from the Northern Burbs of the city. One was a Professor at Columbia, the other a low-level attache at the Italian Consulate (from Italy). Both were married to women, and both loved to play with big, and I mean BIG toys. Somehow they had met and got together every two weeks at a Hotel in Westchester to spend 6 or 7 hours opening up their up-until-recently straight holes with huge dildos and other fun accessories. And both recently discovered that inviting Miss T to the sessions made them even more intense and fun after the Prof was introduced by some of his students at a non-sexual party. My buddy who provided for them told them he knew someone else from up that way (me) who also got into that kind of play and might be able to show them a thing or two as well. He also told them that like them, I was married but implied that it was to a woman as well. I am not straight (though I sometimes play one on stage, and have fucked enough women) but I was begged to not reveal to them that I had a male partner not a wife, as my bud wanted to see how far along I could bring these guys. They got in touch and I said I'd be happy to play with them - I actually met up with them a number of times over a few months. First time I met up with them, I arrived and they'd been playing for almost an hour. They were each on one of the king-sized beds, surrounded by toys,lube, poppers and the glass cock on the nightstand between them. There was gay bb porn playing, HOWEVER it seems that they barely ever would touch each other. They'd assist in inserting toys, but no kissing or blowjobs or rimming or fucking each other had ever taken place up to this point, it was mostly watching each other. I thought "WTF??". The member of the Italian Consulate was early thirties, hairy, with a wiry soccer player body, modest dick and nice hairy ass. His buddy was a bear-type around 50 plus or minus, caucasian, salt-n-pepper hair, 'stache, chest hair and pubes, and a beaut of a cock. He also happened to be a bit more heavy-set than I tend to go for (no offense!) but was one of those guys that has some kind of chemistry/attitude overshadowed that and so the weight thing never bothered me. They fired up the torch and tried to get me caught up, then gave me a moderate sized toy to begin opening up. Both of their holes were filled with really thick and long dildos and I must admit to being considerably impressed for "str8" guys. Hmmm. This not touching thing was going to be a problem for me, so I needed to figure out a way to bypass that without freaking them out. Shotgunning turned out to work well - something each had done in college with 420 but had almost forgotten about. Taking big full hits on the pipe transferred the tweak-smoke back and forth from my mouth to theirs and their mouths to mine. I confessed to them that I was very oral - "no matter which sex I was playing with" - which led to each allowing me to suck their dicks and rim their holes (neither had ever been rimmed and BOY! did that go over well) so long as I did not mind if they did not reciprocate, which this first time, they did not. It would take a couple of sessions in total, but eventually I got them to the point where they would kiss me and each other, shotgun each other, and suck my dick and rim my ass (though not each other on the last two, oddly). In return, they got my hole more open than it had ever been before and has ever been since, and I continued to be astonished at the girth and length of the toys they would use on themselves and assist each other with. At my second session with them, my suggestion of booty bumps for all of us (which they'd not yet done) led to me getting a fist into both of them, again a new experience for each but my hand and wrist while not small were still smaller in diameter than some of their toys, so I knew that they could handle it. The professor confessed he'd fantasized about that, and the Italian shot wildly when I started a twisting motion in him, laughing and crying as he pumped a load all over the three of us. This was all very fun (though I felt sneaky) but as a top/versatile not fucking was bothering me a bit, I must confess. They both agreed we could all "give it a try" the next time, for without my saying so, they seemed to think that I'd never fucked or been fucked by another man and that it would be new for all of us. Cool. Except they insisted that of course we would all want condoms. So the next time, along with toys and ff we all bottomed and all topped. Surprise, surprise, they liked it. As we got more tweaked that session I would occasionally allow my hole to be in contact with a bare cock while we were doing something else and have the head just kind of pop in for a second or two before "noticing". And if I were behind one or the other, somehow the tip of my dick would brush across the entrance of their holes and teasingly linger for a moment. That was where I left it for that session, allowing them the choice. From then on fucking and fisting were always on the menu though toy play still made up about 50% of the sessions. The amount of favors per session increased as well. Then, a session or two later, the time got changed when I got the call and I arrived to find just the professor. I asked where our Italian was and he told me he was coming at the normal time, but the Prof had reserved the room early because he'd been fantasizing about getting fucked bareback and wanted an hour for me to fuck him prior to the full session. It seems since we'd begun sucking and fucking, he'd been visiting glory holes and ABS locations to do oral. And now he said he just had to feel a raw fuck - so we did, in a very intimate fashion and he shot from being fucked. The rest of the session was much like usual, until the Prof went to clean up around the time the sessions normally broke up and the Italian asked me if I had to be anywhere immediately. Responding in the negative, he told me to go out as if I was leaving then circle around and come back and meet him back in the room 20 minutes after we all "left". And get this, the same damn session, the Italian wants me to stay late for the very same reason the Prof wanted me early! Another hour, a much more animalistic fuck and an exhausted me dragged home after topping that hot hairy euro-hole. Odder still? I never was invited to another session, though my buddy down by Columbia told me they were both meeting each other much more frequently. Did I break the ice for them? Wish I knew!

I know there are lots of sexual activities in gay guest houses but I didn't expect to start so soon. After the Mexican boy at the front desk bred my hole, I started to feel hornier. If I could, I really wanted his cock to be back inside of my hole but since he went back into the office, I figured he wasn't interested in second round. I reluctantly pulled a shorts on without underwear and a t shirt and decided to see where my friend was. I found my freind by the pool area talking to a small framed white boy with a cute little ass. I could see from my friend's body language that he wanted to fuck this little boy so I sat a little distance away from them. After few minutes, the white boy walked away and my friend came over to me and asked me if I could do him a favor. I asked him what it was. He told me that this white twink , Sam has a BF named Wayne and he wanted to know if I could entertain him while my friend fucks Sam. I told him I don't feel comfortable. Then I saw Sam walking back towards us with a beautiful black boy with a huge bulge. Sam introduced us and went to sit with my friend. Wayne asked me if I would mind playing with him while the other two played together. I smiled and told him I would love to be with him. Wayne smiled at me and told me to get on my knees as he stepped over me to rest his bulge on my face. I rubbed my face on his cock through the fabric and felt it gettting hard and big. I begged him to take it out so I can suck it. He made me beg few more times before he pulled down his shorts. His semi hardcock bounced up and down and hit my face. Both he and I laughed then I started to suck his cock. I tried to deep throat it as much as I could as I moved my mouth and tongue on his cock. I glanced over to my friend and Sam. My friend is not really into getting sucked but mainly into fucking. So as expected Sam was bouncing up and down on his cock. I wanted Wayne to have as much fun as Sam so I started to suck his cock deeper and harder. After a while, Wayne started ooozing lots of precum that I thought he actually came. He told me to stop sucking him. He pulled out a joint and lit it before passing it to my friend. They took turns taking couple of puffs and handed it back to Wayne. Wayne gave me a couple of puffs and he took couple of puffs himself. I went back on sucking him but I started to feel a bit dizzy. Wayne told me to lie down by the edge of the pool. I walked into a pool as Wayne guided me and sat down with my head tilted back from dizziness. I felt his hands opening my arms and moving my legs around but I didn't resist. When I lifted my head back up, I noticed that my wrist were chained to the pool wall and my ankles were bound with a long chain connecting them. Wayne smiled down at me and told me that he was going to make me feel really good so not to worry. Not to far from me, I could see Sam being tied as the same position as me. My friend and Wayne whispered to each other then they turn to us and lifted our legs up on their shoulders. Then both of them just plunged into Sam and me in one push. Normally this would have caused so much pain but it didn't. Instead when he hit the prostate, my own cock jumped into hardness. Wayne kept on pulling out and plunging into my ass. Every time his cock head popped out of my hole, I could hear the pop so I must still be somewhat tight but I wasn't feeling the pain at all. Soon I was totally loving Wayne's cock fucking my hole this way. My eyes started to roll to the back of my head and I was in heaven. Wayne and my friend.... and someone else started laughing as Sam and I started moaning with pleasure as our holes were getting fucked well. Wayne kept on fucking my hole with a tremendous force that I was afraid that he was going to break me apart. Wayne started to slap my ass really hard and started to call me his fuck hole. I was in too much pleasure to care. From Wayne's fucking, my own cock was spitting precum onto my stomach as he plunged into my prostate. Then someone placed a semi hard cock right on my face, resting his balls on my nose. I could smell the sweat and it turned me on for some reason. I opened my mouth wide and felt the cock on my face starting to fuck my throat. I just kept my mouth open and my throat muscle relaxed as the dick fucked my throat. Wayne told me I am a good bitch and I was natural at pleasing cocks. After a while, Wayne fucked me really hard for few minutes and bred my hole. He left it in there for few minutes and started to pump me slowly with his softening cock. I flexed my anal muscles to grab and let go of his cock then I felt it getting a bit harder again. Wayne started to pump in and out again. This time not as fast as the first the time but with a deep and long strokes. Then he bred my hole again. I felt his cock slip out of my hole but a few second later, another hard cock entered my hole. He fucked and bred my hole then replaced by another cock. I was too much in sexual ecstasy to count but it must have been quite few loads I took in my hole before dinner. Sam looked like he got bred by many as well. Wayne untied both me and Sam. My friend has disappeared again. Wayne, Sam and I sat and relaxed by the pool for few minutes and decided to go for dinner. Wayne asked me if three of us could play again after dinner and I said yes.

My buddy called me and asked me if he could stopby briefly and I said okay. As I was waiting, I started to get a bit nervous. Of course this was my fuck buddy. He's black and a bit older but mostly he's a bit ghetto. Not really the type of man that I would be casually hanging out and invite to my house. It was late afternoon and my roommates will be coming home from work soon. I didn't really feel like having him around my roommates which might make them curious how I know hiim. Well, I met him few months ago. When I first met him, I didn't really think I was going to have sex with him cuz he wasn't really my type. Then he asked me to smoke some t and suck his cock for a while. I love sucking cock and he had a nice black cock so I did as he asked. After about 3 puffs, I was high on t and his cock was hard. Then all of sudden, he started to get aggressive and held my head to control and fuck my throat while talking dirty to me. He said I was such a slutty cock sucker that I would suck any cocks even if I am not attracted to person. And he said I was such a whore that I would probably love getting fucked by anyone in the street. He asked me if I was enjoying his black cock and I replied with a pleasure moan without taking my mouth off of his cock. He laughed and said that I was probably hooked to black cocks. He then started talking about his friends and their fucking sex life how sometimes few of his friends get together and find a bottom to use for days. All this talk was getting really horny and hungry for his cock. He sensed my hunger so he pulled out his cock and turned me around. He told me to lay on my tummy and got on top of me. He put the tip of his cock at my gaping hole opening and started to push his way in. He didn't use any lube but I did a good job wetting his cock and since his cock wasn't that big, it slid into me without much problem. Once I felt his raw cock inside of me, I started to lose myself in our fucking. My eyes started to roll to the back of my head cuz it felt so good to have a cock fill me up. He fucked me slowly then hard for awhile. Then all of sudden, his door opened his friend showed up. My buddy whispered in my ears, asking me if I wanted to suck his friend's cock and if I do, I had to beg him. I begged his friend to come over and let me suck him. His friend smiled and walked over to us and fed me his black cock. Now I was in real heaven having two cocks in both holes. They were pushing me into each other as they started to pump harder into my holes. Then my bud statted to fill my hole with his tina piss. I was shocked to feel this hot liquid inside of me and try to break off from their cocks but both of them pushed me down so I couldn't move. Few minutes later as I started to feel his piss traveling deeper into my gut as he fucked it into me, I was getting really really high on t. By this time, my bud and his friend were fucking my holes really hard and slapping my face and ass around. I was starting to enjoy everything that was done to me. I started to feel so perfect to be under two black boys, taking their raw cock and piss inside of my body as they gave to me.. I was loving it and I started to thank them and beg them for more. For hours, my buddy and his friend used my holes. I was fillled with their multiple loads and piss. After the first time, I was hooked. We met few times and had few more 3somes with his friends but never in my house since I don't like to host in my place. The door bell rang and I opened the door. He walked in and I asked him why he stopped by? He said he just picked up some t in my neighborhood and wanted to have a puff before he headed back to his place since he was tired. He took out the pipe and told me to have few puffs with him. So I got down on my knees in front of him and took out his cock to be ready smoke and blow out the smoke on his cock as I usually do. He smiled at me and lit up the pipe for me. After 3 or 4 puffs, I was high and horny again. I followed him back to his apartment and we fucked for a long time. Around 3 A.M. he finally pulled out his cock from my hole so I was laying there. He told me to get dressed and we were going out. I asked him where but he didn't answer. I got dressed anyway and followed him out of his apt. The streets were full of blk young boys hanging out at this time. I couldn't stop fantasizing about their cocks as I walked in the night. We took a train and got down to Westside Hwy. There were many people cruising around. Mostly black men and latino boys. We walked around for few minutes and saw few people actually fucking in the bush and this was turning me on so much. He told me to wait on the bench and walked over to a muscular black man few feet away from us. After few seconds, this black man approached me while my buddy walked away from us. Once he reached me, he took out his cock and told me to open my mouth. I was still high on t and his thick black cock looked so amazing under the moonlight so I did he told me. I sucked on his cock hungrily and he got rock hard. He turned me around and told me to hold on the bench. He put a condom on and started entering my hole. Once he was inside, he was pounding me so hard that I felt like everyone can hear the slapping of his legs on my butt as he is pounding away. He told me my hole is meant for rough fucking and he just wants to cum quickly. I didn't say anything back but my moaning was more than enough. He fucked me hard and I saw my buddy and few others watching around for cops while watchign us fucking. Finally he went really wild and pumped my hole hard few times then pulled his cock out of me with a loud pop. He pulled his pants back on and walked away. I didn't know what was going on but I folllowed his lead and pulled my clothes back on. My buddy came over and told me how I enjoyed being whored out and I thanked him. On the way back to subway station, I realized his cum filled condom was still inside my ass and told my buddy. He said that the man must have been in a real rush or something that he just wanted to use my mouth to get hard and ass to fuck and cum... and leave... I grinned while I try to squeeze tight onto the condom so it won't pop out in the middle of subway.

Today I had a workout with a fuck bud, we been doing each other for a long time now anyways... Today he came over while I was working out and he decided to join me. We both stripped down to our jocks and workout shoes. Seeing his bio-haz tat always bones, me it's on his stomach and pretty big just like his 9 inch cock. Man I get boned just thinking of it, leaking pre-cum now. I got on my knees and sucked him for a bit but then we started working out together. One thing I love is a hot sweaty man hole, you know the one I am talking about, not dirty but ripe. Ready to get down into it and just eat it for hours. Well after about a good hour or so we were both pretty sweaty, in high 90s here in the Cal CV. I was done and wanted to breed his hole as much as I wanted to get bred by him. Always swap our toxic seed. Fuck yeah. I got him on the bench and lifted his legs, dove right into that hole. Snif it like a dog that I am when I get like that. MMMM FUCK YEAH. MAN HOLE. I rubbed go-t around his hole, I want his stink on me. Marked. I go on and start eating him for a while his huge cock hanging out of his jock. I am just interested in getting that shit hole ready for my cock. I stand up and shove it right in like I have hundreds of times. Feel the skin on my UC cock slide back and forth, this drives him crazy as fuck. After a good 15 mins or so of heavy pounding I shoot my load. I pull out and have him clean my cock. Good pig. I go get a butt plug and shove it in his ass, I don't want that seed coming out yet. I like to let it sit for a while before I go for a taste of my own venom. I now get on the bench and lift my legs. I want that thick cock of his, I want to be split wide open again. Man I'm boned just thinking of him again. I don't let him eat me for long I want just enough spit in there to get the job done. The rest all push and leg power. FUCK YEAH! Split me open. I know him, this will go into many positions and about an hour before he unloads into my hole. Always reminding me that he is re-infecting me. FUCK YEAH I love looking at his bio-haz tat as he pounds my shit hole. Come on buddy fuck me, make it bleed. I want that seed. BREED ME BRO. INFECT ME AGAIN. KILL ME WITH THAT DEATH MEAT! He comes into my hole. I clean him out. We eat each other's hole out. Good pigs. Until our next encounter.

I was feeling really horny last night and there wasn’t a bottom to be found. I refuse to waste my seed, so I was looking hard to breed a slut hole. I was desperate and called a Top fuck buddy of mine we can call Carlos. Often Carlos has access to many sluts to fuck. He is beautiful I often get off watching him fuck bottoms. I dream of mounting him like the bitch he could be. He is a sexy fucker and a real man. I stroke my dick often watching his hole contract while he deep breeds a bottom. He is a good friend and would never push the issue of fucking him. My friend is this sexy Cuban with a full accent that I can hardly understand. He has lots of tats and a nipple rings. I adore his muscle body. He spent lots of time at his local gold’s gym and it shows. He told me he had 3 new tats. He was always excited about showing his art work. I notice 2 lovely tats but the third which he didn’t point out was the one I found interesting. I notice a radioactive sign small but visible on the underside of his wrist. He swears he’s a top and as far as I knew he was negative. He always has condoms around. He always have condoms when we fuck guys together so I wonder why he would have this radioactive tat but am not one to ask questions. I wondered if he knew what it normally meant. We have done guys together before and I have notice he has a nice fat rose bud. In my opinion a rosebud is a clear sign someone has been fucked. I love watching a tops hole while he fucks a bottom. It’s been a big dream of mine to conquer him a hunk like Carlos. In respect to the fact he does find and share lots of slutty bottoms with me I have been happy just looking at him. He told me that he knew of a bottom that I may be interested in. The bottom lived in Hollywood which is close me to. He sent me a picture of this young guy with the eyes blurred out but he was downing half an 8 oz glass of cum. The dude seems to be my type so far but young. I picked up my buddy Carlos from his apartment and we proceed to the boys house. He still lived with his Mother which is always off putting to me. I hate the idea of someone's mother walking in on me while am breeding her son, to make it worst he didn’t look very old at all. He was sexy skinny and a red head. He looks younger than me. He freckles and dimples sealed the deal. I am 23 so that meant he looked a lot younger. My top friend declared the boy was legal. I asked and the skater boy declared he was 19. He introduced us to his Mother that was watching the News. He led us to his room and started to gobble. The little pro and worked Carlos’s 7 incher all the way down his throat. Skater boy also slobber my 11 incher really well also. He seemed to want to milk my dick with his mouth but I wanted his ass. The red head looked very girly as he wiggled he’s ass. Soon we grew tired of the blow and threw him on his back. Carlos goes first because he is smaller. He mounts the boy well, but didn’t seem like he is going to last long. The boys smooth hole looked nice, but Carlos’s pulsing hole was what I wanted. The sweaty hairy Cuban hole was beautiful as it contracted with each thrust. He soon blew and lube the boy well for me. I went in slowly. I could literally hear the boys cunt opening wilder on my dick. He screamed and Carlos quickly covered his mouth. The boy got scared and eyes widen fearing a hard core rape. At that moment his Mother knows on the door and we stopped. After much conversation on how we met her 19 years old son we left. I was horny and mad. Carlos sleep on the way back but invited me up to his place. Inside he had a huge Cuban flag on the wall. He poured us a drink and asked me if I wanted to fuck him. I could barley understand him but wanted him more than anything. In seconds he turned down the lights and was nude and hard. He explained that he was positive. He was versatile but didn’t want to infect me. I said fucked the bug. All that matter is that he was gonna let me fuck him raw. I bent him over and ate his ass until it was wet and he moaned and purred. I was excited and headed into his cunt.. it was warm and milked me as it struggled to open for me. I drove in fast because I was afraid he would stop me. I was fucking his muscle ass raw, wow. I was in heaven. His pussy suck me . I blasted twice and continued to plow into him roughly. I was horny and still hard. We kiss and he looked into my eyes. “ Papi slow down let’s make love” he asked. I did what he wanted. I was happy to be in him. I continue to fuck for 2 hours and we sleep for 2 hours and started up again. He looked in my eyes and then said I want to take it deep. I was ready and slowly went in deeper. He’s pussy open deeper than ever. I was fucking in a spot that no dick should ever be allowed. He took it like the great man he is. I found he was a great and passionate bottom. “ You are now in my second hole. I reserved it for special occasions Pa.” I want you to gut me he whispered. I fucked him slow but deep with long lustful stroked. We embraced and after 20 minutes we cummed together. He bust a huge load himself and I added a new nut to the many I put there earlier. He bleed a little but it actually turned me on. I am a sick fucker I guess. I didn’t want to hurt him but loved how he gave himself completely with no care. I breed him all weekend and loved every second. Monday came and I went to class and he went to work. I called him twice but no return call Monday. Oh well invited the Red head Skater boy over to breed and take my mind off of things hell be here soon. I wonder if I can get his second hole.