I remember in college going to those private parties advertised in the “gay rags” bars had usually at the door, (pre-internet.) I met a few guys, including a host that was so damn good with his tongue and he taught me how to tongue good also. His ass was not gapping, but would open up so that I did not have to force my way in and his insides were like velvet. No enhancements were needed-we had pure animal lust and would literally go for hours. In the end, pun intended, my ass felt like it had been well fucked and surprisingly the only thing missing was a load. But there were sero-conversion parties for that back then.