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Rick finally finished with my cock and got up. The dildo was still deeply imbedded in my still pulsating asshole. Rick grabbed his end and yanked it out with one jerk. Rick wanted to immediately begin fisting me but I needed a little breather. So I suggested that maybe we get to the point. Rick immediately agreed. Travel Diary -- West Hollywood (Part 2) Rick offers to slam us both and since I was pretty high, I happily agreed. Rcik was easily able to find a vein in the inside crook of my arm. He had a light touch and a barely felt his plung. I held my arm over my head and quickly felt the wonderful rush come over me. Rick slammed himself and recapped the rigs. Rick immediately got on all fours and presented his shit hole for the taking. Before I started fisting Rick, I didn't want to lose the wonderful sensation going on in my ass. I looked around and grabbed a nice fat dildo (12" long and about 3" across). I checked to see how Rick was doing -- he was happy in his own place, fingering his own ass. I greased up the dildo, took a big hit of poppers and blissfully sat on it. More precum/cum/piss leaked out as I slid down. I was ready now for Rick. I asked Rick, if he preferred gloves or not. He murmured, "No gloves, I want to feel it all." I reached for the menthol Elbow Grease and a roll of paper towels and made sure Rick's poppers were handy. Rick asked if I could grab his small jar of Tiger Balm and start rubbing that on his asslips first. I told him I would but first I had to chew on his now pouty rosebud. I wiped off most of the lube leaking out of his ass and began gently biting his asslips. "Chew on those motherfuckers. I want to feel your teeth," Rick ordered. I was happy to oblige. His ass tasted of lube and ass slime. Rick was starting to writhe in pleasure and I know it was time to begin. I opened the Tiger Balm and slowly spread the ointment on his bright red rosebud. I was concerned it might be too strong, directly applied to his butt. His moans and leaking dick told me otherwise. I then took a nice big gob of lube into my hand and formed my hand into a cone. I then screwed my hand into his waiting hole. There was no resistance and my hand easily slid into his ass up to my wrist in almost one swift movement. I was still sliding up and down on the dildo and Rick shared his poppers with me to open both our holes. I started playing around his lower colon just before his "second ring". I felt all of the folds and wrinkles of that cavity and knew his ass was well traveled. I slowly fingered his "second ring"; first gently with two fingers and wriggling in a third and fourth. I checked to see how Rick was doing and his joyful babbling let me know he was ok. As I slipped a fourth finger through the opening, I could feel his prostate throbbing. "Buddy, do you want me to go deeper or do you want me to get you off now," I asked as I was picking up the pace on my dildo riding. His shallow panting told me that he was close. I pulled my fingers down and started to form a fist. I grabbed the lube with the other hand and began applying more lube on my wrist, which was sucked into his waiting hole. Slowly but deliberately, I began to move my fist in and out of his quivering hole. I checked if he was ok. Rick nodded yes, took a deephit of the poppers and told me, "...to go for it!!!" My fist popped out of his ass and I quickly replaced it. I started to pick up the pace and began piston fucking him. Rick's breathing became quicker and I could feel his whole body tense up, getting ready for that release. I got ready too. By this point I was just about riding the dildo like a pogo stick keeping pace with my thrusts into his ass. He came with a piercing shriek and his ass muscles clamped down on my wrist hard. I just had enough time to get my mouth on his dick as his sweet juice filled my mouth. He finished cumming and I just knew he would want some of his own juices. So without removing my impaled fist from his ass, I kissed him, swapping his sperm between us. We kissed for a while and then he slowly shat out my fist. We lay there for a while; covered in sweat and sperm, both feeling our bodies throb. After a brief rest, he asked if I needed a break and I said yes but I meant no, my ass wanted his fist. Rick got up and got us some water. I looked up and noticed several hours had passed. I asked Rick if he needed to rest, not wanting to overstay my welcome. But Rick said no and passed me a joint. The pot mellowed us both out and we sat for a while in silence, both deep in thought. I came out of my thoughts and again asked Rick if he wanted to rest and he wanted to call it a night. "If you want to call it a night, that's O.K. but I was hoping to get to fist you tonight," Rick said and began pinching my nipples. I didn't need any more encouragement. I fished out my nipple clamps, attached them and found my bottle of poppers. I lay back down on the driest spot on the blanket and made myself comfortable. Rick popped another porno tape into the machine and got a fresh can of lube (Crisco). At this point, I was very comfortable and asked Rick if I could try the Tiger Balm first, like he did. He wiped my parted ass lips dry and began spreading a thin layer of the stuff on the inner lining of my ass lips. That brought them to life. They were tingling but not unpleasantly. I took a deep hit of the poppers and Rick started loading my ass up with Crisco. I was pretty loose at this point and Rick had smallish hands so his hand slid into my gaping hole up to the wrist with no problem. I was half watching the tape, half connected to what was going on in my ass, as Rick started to enter my "second ring". Without my really realizing it, he had already gotten most of his hand through. I told another hit of the poppers and I felt the fattest part of his hand slip in and my ass ring close around his wrist. We both looked at each other. Rick asked me if I was OK. I said yes and started to rock myself on his arm. "Slow down baby, there's no rush," Rick whispered and gave me a gentle kiss. Rick was slowly making his was up my colon. At this point I was flying. Rick asked again if I was OK and did I want him to go any further. He reached the part of the colon that make a sharp turn. He told me to take a big hit of poppers and he began tugging on the chain connected to my nipple clamps. I let out a big sigh and felt myself relax as I felt him turn his hand around in my ass. I felt my ass eating his arm. I was watching his hand pass just under my belly button under my skin. "Wow," Rick proudly said, "you've taken it to the elbow." He started gently moving his arm and I felt the vibrations through my body. I asked him to slowly begin taking his arm out and we began the reverse trip. Slowly, ever so slowly he pulled his arm out. When his hand just about came out of my ass, he stopped. " Push out like you're going to take a huge dump," he ordered me. OK, I thought and did it. With a loud plop, his fist came out and so did my rosebud. He quickly wiped off my ass and began tongue worshipping it. Cum started oozing out of my limp cock. "Do you think you can get on you hands and knees," Rick asked. I didn't think I could form a complete sentence but I did get up on all fours. Rick applied gobs of the menthol Elbow Grease into my ass but I couldn't really see what he was doing. But I soon figure out. At this point, my asshole was so loose and gaping that he was shoving the lube in fistfuls at a time. I raised my ass to meet each intake of his fist. Soon I had his fist impaled and he was piston fucking me to beat the band. I lost it then and started peeing all over the blanket and that sent Rick over the edge and he quickly shoved his cock into my ass and started cumming. We finally caught our breath and collapsed into the wet blanket. I was exhausted at that point, so we lay around for a few minutes and Rick took a shower with me. While I was dressing he called a cab for me. I heard the cab honk and he kissed me goodbye and made me promise that we would hook up the next time I was in town. And we did.

My job keeps me traveling around a lot and I don't get to settle in one place for a very long. I was assigned to work in Los Angeles and I was staying in a hotel in West Hollywood. Not knowing anyone and wanting to get off, I signed onto a local bulletin board. I posted that I was looking to get piggy that night and get into some PNP action. I added a photo of myself (reclining on a chair, dressed only in a dirty jock and nipple clips, licking my Jumbo Jack Dildo). While I was waiting for a nibble on my ad, I started playing with my hole to make sure it was cleaned out enough and open enough. I travel around with my Jumbo Jack and lubed up that baby. I love that feeling when you start an evening off fucking yourself with a dildo and daydreaming how the evening will progress. I cracked open the new bottle of poppers, inhaled deeply and went to town on my ass. Slowly at first then building up intensity, I pounded away on my hole. I had to slow down before I blew my load. I whipped Jack out of my ass and licked it clean (I love the taste of clean ass -- mine or others). I continued to finger my lovely puckering asslips, now drooling in anticipation. About a half hour later I got an e-mail from someone who saw my ad. He wrote me that he was into mutual ass play (a favorite of mine) and already sucking on a pipe. He gave me his number and his photo (he was laying on a bed with a huge smile on his face and the other end of a double headed dildo sticking out of his ass). I knew I had to hook up with him. I called and after some quick pleasantries, we go down to business: where were we, did we party, what were we into, etc. We realized immediately we should hook up. Since he was already partying, I decide to meet up at his apartment. After going through the hassle of getting a cab in L. A., I made it to his apartment. I know I was going to have a good night when Rick answered the door naked with a huge hard on to greet me. I grabbed his dick and he led me in. We kissed hello and I could taste the sweet/sharp taste of Tina on his tongue. "Take off your fucking clothes already," he growled. I didn't keep him waiting and stripped. He had his living room set up for quite a party. On a coffee table pushed over to the side were his pipe, stash, some loaded rigs and lighter. Next to them were various lubes, cans of Crisco and rolls of paper towels. An old work blanket was laid out on the floor and underneath it was a plastic tarp. Spread out on the blanket was various butt plugs, dildoes and double headed dildoes of varying lengths and thickness. I made myself comfortable on the blanket and Rick went to get me a drink. As he turned around, I could see he had a large butt plug firmly planted up his ass. He came back with a bottle of Gatorade, some glasses, and a small vial. He settled down next to me on the blanket. He asked if I was interested in some G and he started measuring out capfuls. I happily accepted and took one of the glasses. He poured out a capful of the bitter brew and I mixed it with some Gatorade. It never masks the taste. Rick mixed himself the same heady cocktail. After he downed his drink, we started kissing and he reached around and started fingering my wet asshole. "Ahhh, you've been playing already. Good." Rick heated up the pipe and we watched the white smoke curl in the bowl. He inhaled deeply and passed it to me. I sucked it down greedily -- it had been a while since I partied. I exhaled and Rick leaned in to kiss me and blew in his smoke. That made my dick start to leak precum and I instinctive lifted up my legs. We kissed for a while longer, and then turned around to start sucking each other's dicks. We greedily chowed down on each other's dicks. But I got impatient and headed south. His large butt plug came out with a loud plop, leaving his gaping hole waiting for the taking. I dived in and hungrily shoved my tongue as far in as I could, chewing on his already abused ass lips. "Oh yeah baby, deeper, deeper," he moaned. While I was busy on Rick's ass, he got busy on mine. He roughly fingered my hole, seeking the moist juicy insides. He fumbled around and grabbed the nearest dildo, spat all over it and began plunging away. Without letting go of his fuckhole, I found my poppers and inhaled deeply and passed it to Rick. He took a hit and I could feel his ass ring ease out even more. We kept this up for a couple of minutes and Rick suggested we smoke a little more. Not wanting to be a bad guest, I agreed. Rick reloaded the pipe and tried to light it but the lighter was out of fuel. Rick got up to find his fuel and left me alone in the room. Sitting there, starting to get horny as hell, I saw the double-headed dildo from his photo. I was happy to realize it was the veined type and not the smooth one -- more friction along the colon. I saw the opportunity and took it. Rick had the menthol Elbow grease; I cracked it open and lubed up that 18" baby. It felt cold and hot as I shoved the dildo in my ass. Playing earlier in the day and the first smoke opened me up and I slid more than half the dildo up my ass with no problem. Rick came back to the living room to find me ramming the dildo home while I was taking more popper. "Whoa boy, wait for me!" Rick lit the pipe and took a healthy intake of the smoke. I stopped what I was doing and started to get up but Rick pushed me down. He had me stay on my back as he held the pipe for me. As I inhaled, the greasy toy started sliding out. Rick put down the pipe and grabbed the other end of the dildo. Rick leaned over to kiss me and passed me the smoke he held in reserve. We kissed for a while as he started to pick up the pace, shoving the dildo in and out of my ass. "Do you mine if I put on some porn," Rick asked as he reached for the remote control, never breaking the rhythm of his abuse. "No," I panted as I started to get into open up further, hoping to take more and more of the dildo. The porn was a fisting video, an old favorite of mine, "Fist Pigs". The T started to really kick in and I started to get lost in the video and the intense sensation in my ass. Rick must have noticed that I started to drift into myself and asked me if I was alright. I dreamily nodded yes and Rick smiled. "Do you mind if I get on the other end of this," Rick asked as he grabbed a handful of lube and shoved it up his ass, almost swallowing his own fist in one motion. Rick laid down on the floor and impaled himself on the other end of the dildo. It took us a few minutes but we got into a groove, fucking each other with the dildo. We got quiet for awhile, watching the movie but I knew we were getting into the play as the thrusting increased. I could hear Rick inhaling his poppers as I took mine and then we went to town. We were intent on our asses kissing, both of us swallowing all 18". Soon all I could hear is our panting, like animals as we fucked ourselves. My ass was singing it felt so good. We soon were ass to ass, brutally pounding away at each other. The dildo was slick and was easily slipping through my second ring and I am sure it was going through Rick's. I knew I was going to blow as the veined toys continued to scrape my throbbing prostrate. "Rick, I'mmm cummmming," I cried out as I shot my seed. As I was cumming, my ass clamped down on the toy, snapping Rick out of his reveries. Rick pulled himself off the toy and began to drain my leaking cock. I'm very sensitive right after I cum and I tried to get Rick to release my throbbing cock. But no, Rick had to have cum. I laughingly begged him to stop, telling his that I was going to pee. But we simply shook his head no, not releasing my now shriveled dick. I warned him but I couldn't help myself and began peeing. It got him even more turned on and he drank it all. Rick finally finished with my cock and got up. The dildo was still deeply imbedded in my still pulsating asshole. Rick grabbed his end and yanked it out with one jerk. Rick wanted to immediately begin fisting me but I needed a little breather. So I suggested that maybe we get to the point. Rick immediately agreed. (To be continued)

I dried out and thanked Allan & Bob for inviting me. I got dressed (and watch the guy on the couch still hunt for t and still fuck himself with the dildo) and left. I was still horny as hell but tomorrow would be another day. NYC adventurs (Part 2) I woke up the next day and I was slightly tweaked and was still feeling like a cheap slut as well. I was still horny and needed it bad. I jumped onto my computer and went searching for some pig play. I found a guy I was interested in and after some e-mailing back and forth we exchanged phone numbers. I asked him the usual questions, Top, Bottom, HIV status, party enhancers etc. Stephen was a versi bottom, was positive and liked to party. I told Stephen that I was slightly tweaked and had just been fisted last night and that I was playing `slightly pink' at the moment. Stephen had no problem with any of that. Stephen had been fisted last night as well-- he was horny, loosen him up and his usual fisting buddies were away. I knew we were going to have a good time. I threw on some clothes, hopped into a cab and got to his apartment on the Upper East Side. A very handsome, naked man answered the door. He was about 5' 8", muscular (but not overly so), Italian with short dark wavy hair. I realize now what a fist pig I am. Whenever I am introduced to someone, I always check out their hands and think -- can I fit that up my cunt? Steven had beautifully tapered fingers and small hands!!!! He asked me to come in and make myself comfortable. I rushed to take off my clothes and Stephen went into the kitchen to get me a drink. My ass hole was dripping with anticipation and Stephen led us through the apartment and into his bedroom. It was a very big bedroom with a California King sized bed in the center of it. He was already prepared for the evening - he had an old quilt spread out on the bed and on the bed was a very extensive collection of toys. Also in the bedroom were two large cans of Crisco, paper towels, fresh bottles of poppers and glass pipes. Stephen lay down on the bed and asked me to make myself comfortable. Other than his beautiful head of hair, Stephen was completely hairless. His ex-lover had insisted on him being hairless and he got into the habit (even though it was a huge pain in the ass to maintain.) He was also sporting a very nice, very thick 7" cock. I felt a little embarrassed being so hairy and so tina dicked. Stephen told me not to worry. He told me that I wasn't too hairy and he loved to milk scum and piss out of limp dicks. Stephen grabbed a joints off of the night stand and offered it to me while he refilled his pipe. Never wanting to be rude I gladly accepted. Tina makes me unbelievable horny but it comes over me gradually. Pot goes immediately to man pussy and makes it wet. We took turns smoking the joint and the glass dick - shot gunning both smokes between us. We kept smoking until we finished the bowl. I got very fucked up and horny very quickly. I was ready to get into some good kunt loving. So I lay back and let Stephen inspect my slimy ass hole (but kept toking on the end of the joint.) He was very impressed with the previous evening's work. He immediately wanted to dive in and cracked open one of the cans of Crisco and tossed me a bottle of poppers. He chose the Jumbo Jack dildo to start off. He liberally greased my man cunt and slid that baby in to the hilt with no resistance. He was impressed and I knew that we were in for a good time. I found an ashtray and put the roach in it, turning over so I would be on my hands and knees without letting the dildo slip from my ass. I cracked open the popper, took a huff and told him I was ready. Stephen slipped his hand into my gaping shithole. He commented on how loose and warm my shit hole was. All of his playing with me brought out the pig slut in me and he was piston fisting me in no time. I was lost in a hazy of pot, poppers and the tina in my system. Stephen kept rubbing up against my prostate and a slow but steady stream of cum oozed out of my dick. Stephen stopped fisting me to drink my nectar. I told Stephen it was his turn and asked him if he preferred to be on his hand and knees or on his back. He was quickly on his back and legs in the air. His ass was pale white, which was set off against his two bronzed muscular thighs. Before anything I had to eat his beautiful pink rose bud. This man was not stranger to having his ass eaten out. He bucked like a wild bronco, thrusting his luscious hole into my cruel mouth, lips and teeth. He cried out for me to chew his cunt harder and I knew we would have fun. After I feasted on his ass juices, I looked up to see him greasing up a very thick (about 4" in diameter) dildo. I looked at him as to say, are you sure about this? But his lusty `yes' was all I needed to hear. He fished around for another loaded pipe and heated up the bowl The huge dong slid quite easily into Stephen's greedy little hole. He asked me to slowly push it in and out of his pussy while he huffed on the glass dick. I grabbed a large butt plug, filled my greedy little hole and obliged. Stephen would writhe on the bed, suck back the smoke and coo to me how good this felt. Stephen beckoned me to kiss him, taking a hit of the tina from his lungs. I lingered on his full lips as I drew in the smoke. I could see the T hit his pussy as his eyes rolled back into his head. He put the pipe back into the ashtray and grabbed his poppers. He took a big huff of poppers and grabbed his ankles and spread his legs wide. He then told me to take his cunt- it was for me. He was gapingly open and my closed fist slide easily into him and up to his second ring. I hesitated - checking to see if he was ok. Stephen's eyes were closed and a beautiful blissed out expression filled his face. "Fuck that hole" he whispered. I twisted my fist to take the turn in his colon and he moved with me. I started to slowly rock him on my fist and he met my every move. I picked up the pace and he pressed his feet on my shoulder to give him leverage. I was moving my closed fist back and forth over his `second ring' and he continued to moan and suck more poppers. I moved my hand lower and he sensed what I was about to do and told me to punch fist him. My fist went in and out of his hole with no resistance and he never lost that expression on his face. He had reached Nirvana. Suddenly his cock flopped once then again against his taut belly and shot his delicious seed across. I pushed my fist deeper -- about mid forearm and helped myself to the banquet he spread before me. Without removing my arm from his warm and happy hole, I leaned up to kiss him. He happily accepted my lips and his jism. We fisted each other two more times. He tried to double fist me also but I was starting to get crampy so that didn't happen but he did use both his hands in rapid succession. It was a blur of feelings because he also alternated working jumbo dildos up my gaping man pussy. Boy was I happy for his smallish hands. The feeling was wild. I shuddered with a total body orgasm and began shooting cum and piss out of my shriveled cock, which Stephen happily drank. After that, I had to take a break and it was Stephen's turn to be the wild pig slut. While I sat back resting, Stephen lay in front of me and proceeded to cram four of the smaller dildos into his ass at the same time. He could then take one or two of them out at a time and insert them back in. We lay on the greasy quilt and caught our breath. Stephen said that it was time for him to take a break. I headed to the bathroom with Stephen. We had a final time at fisting by playing hide the soap up each others ass and then pulling it out.

I hadn't been in NYC in awhile and most of my usual fuckbuddies weren't around. My ass needed to be abused in a serious way, so I jumped onto a local hook up site. At first I didn't seem to connect with anyone and thought I was going to spend the night at the West Side Club. But at about 10:30, I got a response. This guy (Allan) was looking for other `pig players'. I e-mailed him that I was up for some pig play and he sent me his cell-phone number. We spoke a little bit and checked each other out. I told him what I was into -- mutual ass play leading to fisting. He said he could get into it, if he had a little tina. I told him that I didn't have any but was willing to chip in if he scored. He told me that he'd get back to me in a little while. A half hour passed and I didn't hear from him so I thought that he'd blown me off. I started getting ready to go to the West Side club and decided to check me e-mail one last time. He had gotten back to me. He was at a `piss party' on the East Side and they were waiting to score. He asked me to call him. I called him and decided to join them. Before I got there, I picked up a six-pack of beer (most of these piss guys love beer piss next to crystal piss, go figure). I got there; the doorman announced me and this guy in a leather harness (and nothing else) answered the door. Bob was sporting a nice sized (6.5") erection and he was jerking off as he greeted me. He told me to put my clothes anywhere while he continued to play with himself and left me to strip by myself. He motioned that I could stick the beer in the refrigerator in the kitchen. In his living room there was another guy (Hans) nude with nipple clips attached, riding a very large dildo, on the phone calling his dealer. In between his panting, he was trying to negotiate with his dealer to come out in the rain with more party favors. (I was there for about four hours and this guy was on the phone, unsuccessfully calling various dealers while he continually masturbated with the dildo - he never seemed to cum.) In the bedroom, Bob was sitting on a King sized bed, with a plastic tarp draped over it, watching porno on the tube while he was rimming Allan. Allan motioned me to join them on the bed. I knelt in front of Allan and he sucked my cock and Bob feasted on his ass. Bob kept muttering that he wished Allan had an ass full of `tina piss' so he could suck it out. My ass was getting lonely, so I positioned my ass in front of Allan's face. Allan happily chewed on my ass. Bob, wanting to check out the `fresh meat', stopped licking Allan's shit hole and leaned over for a better view. Bob poked one, then two and finally three fingers into my nicely moistened mancunt and told Allan to get the dildos ready. I was getting excited myself. Allan got off the bed to get things and Bob offered me a thick line of tina and some E. I snorted it quickly and Bob snorted his. I soon had a nice warm feeling come over me. I swallowed the pill with some beer I brought in with me from the kitchen. Allan came back into the room with a small basket of dildos and lube. They were both impressed with how `big' the dildos were -- but they weren't particular large ones but they would do. Allan went through a big production of licking my ass, then licking the dildo, and then lubing it up before inserting them into my hungry hole. Since these guys didn't know what a pig ass slut I am, they were amazed at how quickly I took each of the dildos so easily. Bob was getting very excited watching this and the porno and kept wishing that we all had `tina piss' to share suddenly began to piss all over himself while stoking his cock. Allan rushed over to capture this loose fire hose and greedily gulped down Bob's yellow gold. With his mouth full of fresh piss, he dribbled it into Bob's eager mouth. Bob sucked it down and continued to beat his meat mercilessly. As they passionately kissed, I took Bob's shrinking member in my mouth to taste his piss. As I expected, it has the extra flavor of crystal. I sucked him off to get the contact high. Allan then suggested that we smoke. Allan lit up and the familiar white plume filled the bowl and Allan expertly inhaled, filling his lungs deeply with the sex fuelled smoke. He exhaled into my mouth and passed the pipe to Bob. I held onto the smoke as long as I could and waited for my turn at the pipe. Bob exhaled his smoke into Allan's mouth and pasted me the pipe. I lit up; waiting to ride the white dragon and Bob took my dick into his mouth. "Please, please piss for me," Bob muttered milking my manhood with his mouth and playing with my wet and quickly opening pussy. I passed Allan the pipe and exhaled into Bob's mouth, tasting the piss and my own dick taste co-mingling on his tongue. Allan put the pipe down and returned to the mission at hand -- entering my asshole. Allan had huge hands and I was slightly nervous that I would not be able to accommodate him, yet. But the E and the T urged me on. Allan lubed his hand up and slowly yet determinately made his was into my ass, one finger at a time. Bob was alternately occupied with either the live fisting or the fisting that was going on in the porno on the screen. Allan was making slow be steady work into my mancunt when he remembered that he had a little K left. Never one to turn down party favors when I'm being piggy, I agreed to the additional chemical in my system. Without removing Allan's hand from my ass, I had Bob pass me the plate with the K on it. I took a healthy snort and passed it back to Bob. The K went to my ass like electricity. I took a deep breath and sighed and Allan's hand slipped into my shit hole. I was in heaven. Allan's hand was still pretty large so we went for width rather than depth. Bob passed me some poppers and I inhaled as Allan reamed my ass out with his fist. I was having a great time and Alan slipped one hand out and inserted the other. Alan soon had me panting like a slut in heat. Bob wanted to get into the action so he greased up his hands and took a turn in my sloppy mancunt. Bob got concerned that I was starting to get a little "pink". But I went into the bathroom and checked myself out. I was OK and washed my overheated pig cunt out. I came back to the bed and Allan was sucking on Bob's dick and sticking a finger up his ass. Bob complained that without anymore T that his ass was tighter that a frog's ass. He called out to the living room to his friend if he had any luck. The dildo jockey called back that he was still working on it. Bob said he has to take a piss and Allan asked if he would like to use him as the toilet. They both jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. Allan lay in the tub and Bob let loose a huge amount of urine all over Allan's body. Allan began jerking off and almost immediately came in body rattling spasms. Bob quickly jumped into the tub and sucked off Allan and Allan continued to drink from Bob's fountain. "Quick, piss on us you fucker," Bob called out. I'm basically pee shy (unless I'm really flying) but I gave it my best shot and dribbled urine on the two. Concentrating intensely, I was able to get a good stream coming out. They both soaked in the stream. Allan was kind enough to lick the last little drops of urine out of my cock and I went back to watch the porno. I could here Bob urging Allan to piss up his ass and I knew that they would be awhile in there. They came back to the bed after a while and just lay around waiting for more drugs to arrive. They talked about what they wanted to do once they got their tina but didn't seem to want to do anything in the meanwhile. My lovely buzz was wearing off and I was getting bored and tired. I asked if I could take a quick shower and Allan joined me. While I was washing up, Allan sucked me off until I came and he drained my balls. I'm very sensitive right after I come and had to ask him to stop sucking my dick. I dried out and thanked Allan & Bob for inviting me. I got dressed (and watch the guy on the couch still hunt for t and still fuck himself with the dildo) and left. I was still horny as hell but tomorrow would be another day. More to come ...

I busied myself washing his ass and slipping the bar of soap into his hole and trying to fish it out. Turnabout is fair play and Kyle shoved his bar of soap into my hole and we laughingly squatted down to shit them out. A quick douche out with the shower shot and our shower was done. We toweled each other off and headed back to his bedroom. H’s Travel Diary -- Halloween Part 2 I sat back down on the futon after wiping down the various wet spots and handing Kyle the two dildos. He dropped them into the sink and came back with the plate of tina. Kyle asked if I would give him another booty bump and I snapped to it. I checked to see if he had any trapped water in his cunt and he didn’t, so I once again ate his Georgia peach and gave him his booty bump. Kyle being a Southern gentleman offered me seconds and I gladly accepted. This time, I got on all fours to offer up more of my ass for his tongue play. Once again, I felt the warm flush and knew it was time for some more play. I leaned over the back of the futon and grabbed the anal beads. “Kyle, would you be so kind as to cram these up my hot pussy,” I asked him as he was changing the DVD. “It would be my pleasure,” Kyle said taking the beads from me and handing me my poppers. “Do you mind if I eat you out a little be more, I’d love to chew on your lips a little longer?” Who was I to say no. So I leaned over the top of the futon and let him feast on my tina dripping shit hole. I was happily sniffing some poppers when I realized that Kyle was slipping his dick into me. I positioned myself to give him a better angle and he rammed away. I passed him the poppers and he inhaled deeply. His dick felt good slamming against my prostate and I could feel my jism seep out of my dick. Kyle could keep up his jackrabbit pace and shot his load deep into my colon. He placed his seed deep into me then pulled out and began sucking his scum out of my ass. That felt really good and I continued to quietly come as Kyle licked my pussy clean. “OK, now let’s see about those beads,” Kyle huskily said, trying to catch his breath as he lubed up the first two beads. The beads were slightly smaller than hard balls and the first one slid into me as I exhaled. The next one met some slight resistance and Kyle told me to take some poppers. I did ask I was told and the next one went right in. And just as quickly as they went in, Kyle tugged then out. I gasped but my ass opened up and Kyle quickly replaced them. I could feel the first bead kissing my ‘second ring’ and asking to be let in. Kyle could feel it too and I let out a big sigh then took in a large amount of poppers. Kyle pushed in the third bead and positioned them is such a way that the first one slipped through my ‘second ring’. I was seeing stars. Kyle was trying to get the second ball in when his door buzzer went off. It startled both off us. My ass clenched down on the balls and the second one was stuck in my second ring. I was in exquisite agony. “Shit, I forgot about the other guy,” Kyle said still fingering the balls in my ass. “What other guy,” I asked trying to focus on something else other that the balls making their new home in my colon. “This other guy I met on line tonight. He never confirmed but I think you are going to love him. He’s also a major ass freak,” Kyle said, wiping his hands and heading towards the door. Kyle opened the door and there stood a living Tom of Finland model. The guy was about 6’ 2”, short brown hair and eyes, hard chest, large biceps but smallish hands (hooray). And he was in full leather gear. Leather harness, chaps, leather studded jock, boots – the whole thing. Looking at him made me so wet, I swallowed the second ball up my ring. While Kyle was welcoming in the new stud I was busy shoving the third ball up my ass. I wanted my shit hole ready for this guy. Kyle brought the guy over to the futon and we shook hands. His name was Frank and I apologized for getting his hand covered with lube. “Hey, this won’t be the only time my hand has lube on it tonight, I hope,” Frank said as he sat down on the futon and began playing with the anal beads sticking out of my man cunt. Frank makes himself more comfortable on the futon and starts to remove his boots with one hand and pulling the beads out of my ass the other. I grab my poppers and take a quick huff and with one quick yank, the anal beads plop out of my hole. My ass hole is gaping and empty and Frank idling makes circles with three fingers in my inner lips . Kyle asks Frank if he wants to party and he says yes and get up to go into the kitchen. He takes a small black case out of his knapsack and sets it on the counter. In it, he has several unopened syringes, a length of rubber hose and a couple of vials. Frank, obviously came to party. Frank asked us if we wanted to join him in slamming – we both said said yes and Frank also offered us all some G. After asking our weight and whether or not we had any alcohol tonight, Frank measured out an exact amount of the clear liquid. I grabbed a glass of juice from the fridge, poured the liquid into it and downed the juice. Frank then got ready to slam us. He had us pull over two chairs. He sat in one and Kyle sat in the other. He then opened up his jock pouch and freed his manhood. Even unerect, it hung down like a baby’s arm. “While I’m busy here, I want you to suck me off. You don’t have to be gentle,” Frank ordered. He didn’t have to ask twice. I was nursing on his dick as if my life depended on it. While he was slamming Kyle, Frank hissed,. “suck that dick. Chew on it. Yeah baby that’s it.” I could see Kyle’s body tense up for a second then relax and I knew he was feeling the slam. I eased off Frank’s rock hard tool and offered Kyle a taste. Kyle swallowed Franks’ member in one gulp. I sat in front of Frank and he gave me a very wet kiss. Frank tied off my arm and quickly found a fat vein, smack in the middle of the crook of my arm. A quick prick, a flash of red and a deep inhale of air. I coughed once, twice then I felt my forehead open wide. I leaned in and gave Frank a sloppy kiss. He softly laughed and said, “I’m going to enjoy riding your kunt.” I sat back in my chair. Kyle continued to suck the life out of Frank’s snake. Frank quickly slammed himself and everybody then swam over to the futon. Frank lay on one end, Kyle on the other and I was monkey in the middle. I stared off by getting on all fours on the floor and tonguing Kyle hole. Frank moved Kyle’s leg and moved my ass closer to him and started choreographing our play. He would tell me to go faster or slower or deeper into Kyle’s pussy while he rubbed my hole, spilling two, three or four fingers in and out. “I want to watch you fuck him,” Kyle called out. I immediately jumped onto the futon and presented my hole for the taking. Frank came from behind me and slapped his meat a couple of times. It got harder and thicker but never fuller hard (but it was more than good enough for me). Kyle handed him a bottle of lube and Frank smeared his fuck stick with it. My cunt was hungry and loose and he slipped in easily. Frank slid his dick up to the hilt and slowly ground his hips into my ass. He stretched his massive frame out and his dick slipped deeper into me. I was in heaven. Frank kept up his slow and steady pace and turned his attention to Kyle’s hole. Kyle was laying on his back, neck to us and spread his legs wide, one leg off the futon, the other next to me. Frank poured a large amount of the lube all over Kyle’s crotch. He then rubbed the lube off Kyle’s crotch and onto his waiting hole. Frank formed his hand into a cone and slipped it into Kyle ass easily. Kyle wriggled around while Frank felt his way around. Frank was in no hurry – slowly pumping my pussy with his thick cock and pumping Kyle’s man cunt with his fist. Kyle fumbled around for some poppers and I handed him mine. He took a deep sniff and handed them back to me. I took a quick one and passed them to Frank. Kyle’s leg and foot were bobbing passed my face and I grabbed hold of it and started sucking his toes. Kyle liked that and spread his legs open wider and Frank went in deeper, beginning to pull his whole fist in and out of Kyle’s excited shit hole. Frank sighed and shot short thick bursts of seeds into me. I tied to clamp down with my ass lips and Frank moaned and rolled his head back. His cumming made him punch fuck Kyle’s hole faster and faster and Kyle shot his load all over his belly and face. “Please let me suck you off,” I pulled Frank’s fuck meat out of my dripping hole and began draining him, without waiting for an answer. His dick still pulsed and throbbed in my mouth and I easily took him to the back of my throat, enjoying the fullness. “Go ahead pig, enjoy yourself,” Frank said as he scooped up some of Kyle jism and feed it to him. Frank extradited himself from the tangle of bodies on the futon and went the kitchen for a glass of water. “Let me taste some of Frank,” Kyle pleaded and I quickly positioned my scummy ass on Kyle’s face as I sucked on his dick. Frank came back to the futon with water for everyone and we gulped it down. Frank lay on the couch with his legs spread open, revealing his puckered treasure. Kyle and I looked at each other but Kyle got there first. Kyle’s tongue was eager to reach it goal and Frank opened his legs wider to let him in. Frank made himself comfortable with Kyle between his legs, feasting away and Frank craned his neck to watch the porno on the TV. I was still horny and wanted Frank’s fist up my butt in the worst way. I got on the other side of Frank with my ass facing him. He toyed with my slimy hole but he seemed to be losing stream. “Please, please fist my hole,” I begged. “Maybe later,” Frank said and he patted Kyle’s head to encourage him to continue eating. This kept up for a while, with Frank occasionally sniffing some poppers, slipping me three or four fingers into my hot and bothered pussy and encouraging Kyle to “Put more teeth into it.” I was going crazy. I had to have Frank’s fist. I got up from the fution and found another bottle of lube and a fresh bottle of poppers that Kyle had mentioned he had in the freezer. I grabbed wad of paper towels from the kitchen and came back to the futon. Kyle had grabbed his monster double headed dildo and he and Frank were slowly riding it. Frank was still watching the TV as Kyle was fucking him with the self-impaled toy. I poured some of the fresh poppers onto the paper towel and handed Kyle the bottle. He thanked me and continued to see if he could find a deeper home for the fuck toy. I lay down next to Kyle and told Frank to stick his arm straight out and form his hand into a cone. At first he didn’t seem to understand what I was asking. But then a smile crossed his face and he did as he was told. As I poured the Eros on his extending hand, Frank told me that I had to do this all by myself. I told him that it was not going to be a problem. I took a good huff from the paper towels and backed up onto Frank’s pro-offered hand. I wanted that fist badly and his hand slid in with no resistance. So while Frank watched TV, Kyle and I fucked ourselves with Frank. We set a pace for ourselves and would pass the poppers back and forth as we pleasured our holes. Even though Frank was barely doing anything other than offering his fist, my colon was sucking it up. Frank could feel that he was at the opening of my “second ring” and he gently teased and played with it. Kyle could tell what was going on and he slowed down his own fucking. “Here, take one more deep huff of the poppers,” Kyle whispered and kissed me deeply as I exhaled. I relaxed and Frank’s fist passed through. We all stopped moving for a moment. Then Frank started flexing his fist. The tiny movements of Frank’s buried treasure send me over the edge and I started cumming/ pissing all over myself. The sight of the piss oozing out of my dick sent Kyle into a frenzy and he began fucking himself wildly on the dildo. Frank was able to maneuver himself off the dildo without removing his fist from my colon. “Quick, pour more of that lube on my other hand and both of you keep sucking on that popper bottle,” he barked to Kyle, while he positioned himself facing both our eager cunts. Kyle found the lube and squeezed some of it onto Frank’s free hand and some onto Frank’s other imprisoned arm. “Alright piggies, here we go,” Frank said as plunged his whole fist into Kyle’s waiting hole. Then Frank became a machine - pistoning our slopping pussies with abandon. His whole fist would first slam into my hot box then the other would crash into Kyle’s. Over and over again we rode his fists in unison, each of our half singing, half crying a crazy tune. The slow trick of piss became a faucet as I shot load and load of piss in the air. Frank clamped on and drank as much as he could. Then Kyle blew, sending new streams of piss all over us. I finally had to tell Frank I needed to take a break as he was inches away from losing his elbow inside me. He pulled his arm quickly out of my skanky ass and started to slip his newly freed fuck paw into Kyle’s hungry man cunt. Kyle cried out and nearly spilled his poppers all over his face as Frank second hand slipped in. Frank leaned over to kiss Kyle’s sweaty and tear streaked face. I groped my way to the bathroom and hosed myself down. I stayed under the cool water til some sense of reality came back to me. I grabbed a towel and dried myself off and headed back to the sense of the crime. I was going to tell Kyle that I was going to head home and thank him for the hot time but he was otherwise occupied. Frank had him with his ass in the air. Kyle was lapping up the rivulets of piss that formed on the futon while Frank had his entire dick and balls up Kyle’s ass and way jerking off with his other hand, snuggling inside Kyle’s gaping pussy. I watching this for a while as I got dressed then let myself out of the apartment.

I found another diary entry, this time I was in NYC during Halloween (I had a really good time at this guy's house.) I was in NYC for Halloween and was horny as hell. I figured that I’d watch a little bit of the parade in the West Village and then hook up with a trick or two. I checked the local boards and found an ad that immediately caught my eye. “Ass Phreak – looking to have a party up my ass. Wanna join me?,” was the headline. The photo was a killer – tow headed, blue eyed guy sitting on a huge dildo, jerking off. I e-mailed him immediately and after exchanging the usual - HIV status, limits, party preferences, etc – he told me to haul ass over to his apartment before I missed all the fun. He lived on a side street off of Hudson. Perfect, I could caught a little of the parade on my way over. I did my usual clean out routine – my colon was clean enough to eat out of, which I certainly hoped someone would. I lubed up my balls and dick and slipped on a couple of rubber cock rings and I jumped into a very worn pair of camouflage pants. There is nothing that can get you as hard as feeling the breeze blow through a pair of baggy pants and tickle your balls. I grabbed a bottle of poppers from the fridge, a pair of tit clamps on a chain, a bottle of water, a wad of bills and a small bag of party favors. I threw on a T-shirt and was out the door. It was an unusually warm October night and the heady smell of man sex hung in the air. Either that or someone broke their popper bottle. The Village was packed with people wanting to see the parade. And if you slowed down enough, you could see the people hunting for sex that night. They look at you for a second - open faced, hungry. I tried to make my way down Hudson but the crowds had become thick with people. I waded my way through the street and enjoyed the occasional grope. I got to his apartment and rang the buzzer. Someone buzzed me in. He lived in a walkup but luckily his apartment was on the second floor. Just on the second floor landing stood a guy in his early 30’s, buzz cut, nice lean hairless body. He was standing there with just a leather jock strap and boots. He was sporting a part of devil’s horns and holding the end of his devil’s tail. Unfortunately, his little scene was blown when the butt plug holding in his tail plopped out and came bouncing down the stairs. The butt plug/ tail took three hops and I caught it, warm butt plug end. I handed it back to him. “I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers,” he said in his soft southern drawl and smile a pearly white toothy grin. I laughed and introduced myself to him. His name was Kyle and he invited me into his apartment. The apartment was a large studio – bedroom area in the front, galley kitchen in the middle and a surprising large bathroom in the back. Kyle dropped his butt plug/tail in the sink and plopped down on his futon. Being a good guest, I showed Kyle the gram of T I had scored. Kyle reached from behind his futon and showed me the tray of party favors (I found out later that he had a eight ball) and a couple of already prepped rigs. I handed him my small contribution of favors and I asked if I could use the bathroom room and he told me where it was and to make myself comfortable. I found the bathroom and immediately stripped. He still had his shower shot attached and after a quick washout, I grabbed my poppers out of my pants pocket and attached the tit clamps to my hungry nipples - I was ready to play. I brought my pile of clothes and dropped them next the door. Kyle had removed his boots and jock strap, revealing his smooth shaved balls and metal cock ring. He too had already attached his alligator clamps to his tits and was sporting a healthy hard-on. I knelt in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. While I was sucking him off, I felt his smooth heavy balls slap my chin. “Good,” I thought, “Nice and full.” I took his cock out of my mouth and slurped his delicious balls for a while. Kyle told me to slow down and pulled his balls from my mouth. He then walked over to his kitchen and offered me some water and asked me if I partied. I told him yes and he asked me if I wanted to slam and I offered up my greedy arm. Kyle was kind enough to slam us both – I hadn’t become adept at administering at that time. It was a healthy amount and I felt it immediately. Kyle then sheepishly asked me that since he didn’t like smoking T, did I mind if we did the rest of the T as booty bumps. I bent over and opened my ass cheeks to show my approval. “I like a guy with a sense of humor” Kyle said as he got the party supplies together. I walked over to his futon. It was already half opened, the back still up. Behind the futon was a table with all of his toys laid out – three or four long and thick dildos, two anal bead ropes with nice sided balls on them, a very large double headed dildo. It seems like Kyle was already ready for company. I made myself comfortable on the futon, holding my legs up in the air, offering up my ass for easy assess. Kyle came over to the futon with a large dinner plate. “I think we have enough here to make the evening interesting,” Kyle said before he stuck his long tongue into my shithole. They say the devil hath a pleasing tongue – they were right. He lapped at my cunt for a while, playfully chewing on my ass lips, teasing them apart. When he was convinced that I was wet enough, he took a needle less syringe and filled my colon with the tina and water. He pulled the syringe from my ass, held my lips closed and told me to lay there for moment. Soon I could feel the warm flush wash over me. “Before you’re too gone, please return the favor,” Kyle cooed as he settled back and spread his ass cheeks apart for me. Being the gentleman that I am, I happily obliged and ate out his puckered pink hole. His hole was as sweet and juicy as a Georgia peach and I let the juice dribble down as I devoured his cunt. I also took his rock hard dick into my mouth to drink in some more of his pre-cum. Kyle had a second needle less syringe at the ready for himself. His pussy was already open from his butt plug and I filled him with the tina. I moved the dinner plate back into a counter in the kitchen. Kyle had flipped on the TV and had a fist video playing. He also had two black Rambone dildos and two bottles of Wet laid out. “I thought we could start by fucking each other with these and see where that went,” Kyle said as he lay down at one end of the futon and gestured that I should lay at the other. Kyle held the fuck toy high up and poured the lube down the staft. I did the same. He put his feet up in the air and told me to press the soles of my feet against his. I did as I was told and also greased up my rubber totem. Kyle maneuvered himself so he could then drizzle the lube along the crack of my ass. I did the same but didn’t wait for the invitation to fuck him with the greasy toy. It slid in easily. Kyle returned the favor and stabbed my shit hole with the fake phallus. After two or three false starts, it too found its home. We jabbed back and forth, pushing our feet together until we found a rhythm and began to fuck each other in earnest. I tugged on the chain connecting the nipple clamps and my dick bobbed up and down. I dropped the closed lube bottle and groped around for my poppers. I found them and managed to take a heavy sniff without spilling them. I leaned up to pass them to Kyle and gave him the opportunity to slide in more of the toy. I gasped then sighed and Kyle looked up to see if I was OK. The huge smile on my face told him that I was. A couple of huffs for Kyle and I was able to slip all 15” of the toy into his cunt. Our pace was set to our panting, which grew louder and louder until first Kyle then I blew our loads. Kyle took control of the Rambone shoved up his ass and leaving it embedded in his happy hole. He leaned forward to lap up my seed. The dildo slowing oozed out of my ass then plopped out and slid across the futon. Kyle came up to my mouth and offered me some of my own spunk. We passed it back and forth for a while then Kyle just lay on top of me. We decide to take a quick break and head for the shower. We both jumped into the shower and the cool water felt good on my body. Kyle grabbed a bar of soap and I found another and we washed ourselves off. Kyle was the first one to drop the soap. I busied myself washing his ass and slipping the bar of soap into his hole and trying to fish it out. Turnabout is fair play and Kyle shoved his bar of soap into my hole and we laughingly squatted down to shit them out. A quick douche out with the shower shot and our shower was done. We toweled each other off and headed back to his bedroom. To be continued

We were quiet for the moment, stuck together, with sweat and sperm. I could feel his heart beat wildly against my back. S. let his dick slip from my ass and he lay down on the quilt. Part 2 "Give me that ass, pussyboi. Don't waste that spunk," S. wheezed out as he toyed with my sloppy man pussy. I was happy to squat on his face. I leaned forward to suckle on his shriveling cock. S. hungrily lapped at my shit hole, diving in for dear life. I was savoring his dick covered with scum and ass juices. "Push out those pussy lips, I want those pussy lips," S. demanded as he chewed on my sloppy orifice. I pushed out and blow a loud wet scum fart into his face. I was going to apology but S. was happily gulping down the rivulets of sperm seeping from my ass. His moans and sudden rise of his dick told me there was no need. This tonguing finally sent me over the edge and my tina dick came again in short angry bursts. S. maneuvered my shooting cock into his mouth to accept my offerings. We continued our slurping for a while. I was nursing on S.'s flaccid dick for a while. S. pushed me off him and stood up. "Hey pussyboi, I gotta get more comfortable," S. said as he started to take off his boots. He then slipped off his chaps and jeans, revealing his beautiful two scoops of chocolate ass. I couldn't help myself and I had to lick his fuckhole. "Slow down punk. I know you bois got to have your ass but give me a minute to put my boots back on." S. put his biker boots back on. “I going into the kitchen to get something, don’t go anywhere faggot,” S. growled and ambled toward his kitchen, giving me a great view of my next meal. I popped in another DVD (Dr. Feelgood) and made myself comfortable on the mat. ‘Tyshaw’ came back into the room with a small tray and a wicked grin. “OK pussyboi, I’m going to get you very fucked up tonight and twist you out,” S. said as he showed me the tray. He had a bunch of rigs, some with points and some without – all loaded. A bunch of fat joints and a nice sized envelope with party favors, as well. “That’s not just T in there, I know you pussybois need your Vitamin K. First I think you and I need some booty bumps.” I didn’t need to be asked twice and had my sloppy shit hole high in the air. “Tyshaw, but I don’t have any money here. How am I going to pay you? I still haven’t paid you for what I owe you,” I said as I grabbed my ass cheeks to spread them apart, knowing full well what was about to go inside them. “Oh don’t worry baby, you’re gonna pay me,” S. purred as he slid the pointless rig into my waiting hole. I could feel the liquid slid down my colon, warm and inviting. I stretched out like a cat, feeling the warm tide rush over my body. I re-adjusted my nipple clamps to make sure they were snugger against my achy but hungry nips. I lazily turned my head to see that S. was giving himself a booty bump. He then stretched out next to me, laying on his stomach, in front of the TV. “OK, pussyboi, go ahead eat my mancunt out. I know you want it." S. lit up a joint, spread his legs open wide for me and turned his attention to the TV. I dove in like a hungry animal, chewing and biting his puckered love lips. His asshole was juicy with the tang of the booty bump and I thrust my tongue deeply into his bowels. "Lick my ass, motherfucker. Eat my cunt. Eat it. Make it nice and wet," S. urged me on, taking another deep hit from his joint. I got up and looked around for sometime to stick into his love hole. My eyes fell upon one of this double-headed dildos (it was about 22" and had two large round balls on either end) and it gave me a lewd idea. I grabbed the dildo, some lube and poppers. S. was engrossed in the video and didn't seem to notice. I greased up the dildo and twisted into his asshole. "Whoa boi, what are you doing back there? That ain't your puny dick in there is it?" S. said surprised but not unhappy as he opened his legs even wider to accommodate my thrustings. I unscrewed the cap of the poppers and passed them to S. He inhaled deeply and passed them back to me. I felt his ass relax and picked up the pace of my attack. Holding on to one business end of the phallus, I twisted and shoved it deeper and deeper up S. colon. It easily slipped past his `second ring' and I had about ¾ of it embedded in S. "Fuck that hole. Fuck that hole," S moaned and I continued to slide the dildo in and out of his hole. My ass hole was feeling neglected and I quickly turned around and slipped the slick end of the dildo I was holding into my still dripping manpussy. One, two deep huffs of poppers and I started to fuck S. with my dildo protruding asshole. I put my legs over S. thighs and creeped along the dildo until we were ass kissing. I furiously fingered my tina dick as I continued to pump away with my ass. I cried out as I spurted and the dildo roughly slammed though my `second ring'. I clamped down hard on the dildo, sending it deeper into S. The dildo vibrated violently through our pussies as S. came in waves. We were both panting in unison -- shallow, huskily, spent. S. eventually got up, pulling the dildo out of my ass but holding it in his. I sat up and took his still seeping dick in my mouth. S. patted my head and enjoyed my sucking for a while. S. headed towards his kitchen and handed the still warm dildo to me. I lay back down and shoved the dildo back up my ass and continued watching the video. I heated up the pipe bowl, inhaling the white smoke and continued to fuck myself. I didn't notice when S came back into the living room, I was busy doing other things. S. lay down next to me and kissed me deeply, taking in the smoke and took over plugging the dildo into my mancunt. S. then removed the nipples clips and chewed on my raw nipples. Pre-cum oozed from my soften dick. "Bitch, I think it's time for more serious shit," S announced as he removed the dildo from my steaming hole. S. had brought a number of items with him from the kitchen. Besides a big bottle of water (which I helped myself to a big gulp), S. had a juice cup, a frosty bottle of vodka and a small turkey baster. S. poured half a glass of vodka into the glass and shot the contents of one of the rigs into the cup. He then sucked the liquid into the baster. S. had me get on all fours (my favorite position) and spread my greasy cheeks, exposing my gaping hole to him. S. licked my ass and then inserted the baster, `inseminating' my hole . The vodka was icy cool but not all together unpleasant. S. pressed his lips to my quivering cunt and thrust his hot tongue deep inside. "Don't let any of that spill punk, until I tell you to," S said as he put the baster down. "I want you to squat on my face and let me lick that pussy of your clean." S. lay down on the floor and I squatted over him. He grabbed hold of my hips and attached himself to my jutting ass lips. I leaned over and stroked his hardening cock. I pushed down on my ass and the flood gates opened. The liquid, his scum and lube came gushing out of my ass and all over S. face. He was a very happy camper. While S. was lapping at my slimy hole and sensed someone else was in the apartment. I looked around and realized that standing in the shadows of the apartments' long hallway was S. roommate, M. So we weren't alone. M. stepped out of the darkness and I could see he was nude, save his knee high leather boots, clothes pins angrily nursing on his pencil eraser sized nipples and elbow length rubber gloves. M. was just under 6', with a shaved head, chest and pubes, (though he did have a two days growth of beard). He had been watching us for some time, stroking his rock hard dick. Mike walked towards us, his thick black dick dripping pre-cum was looking for a home. Luckily I had a sloppy mancunt looking for a tenant and I put out my to rent sign. M. grabbed my ass cheeks in his large rubber gloved hands, kneading and spreading them like two round mounds of bread dough. He buried his head into my warm flesh and rubbed his beard up and down the crack of my moist ass. It seemed as if all my thoughts and senses suddenly centered on the scrub brush of his facial hair playing against my soft yielding flesh followed by his hard teeth and warm puffs of breath. His mouth soon found my slimy pussy and his tongue plunged into my moist depths. "Ty, I see pussyboi knows his place," M. said as he slid his cock effortlessly into my hole. M. grabbed my ass with his gloved hands and began grinding away. S. turned around to watch M. fuck me. He grunted encouragements to Mike, shouting "stick that pigcunt" and "fuck him, fuck him". S. got up and left the room. Mike was keeping me otherwise occupied. When S. came back, he had a small glass with three rigs in it. “I know we are all ready to get into some very serious shit, so I loaded these with .4,” S. say, putting the tray down to join us. M. stopped fucking me but didn’t pull out. S. tied both if us off: me, propped up on one elbow, other arm outstretched; M. balancing himself with one arm on the back of my ass, his arm outstretched. S. quickly shot us both up – first me, then M. The intense rush ran straight through my ass up M. dick and ran, in a flash back through my fuck hole from M. man meat. My pussy hole slowly rode Mike’s throbbing cock, hoping to suck in his whole body along with it. S. slammed himself, and then slapped my face with his hard cock, demanding another moist opening. Back and forth, back and forth, I sucked cock from both ends. I was in pussyboi heaven! I could tell S. was close; his breath quickened and his body tensed. I tried to take his as deep down my throat as I could, tears streaming down my face, snot shooting out of my nose. Who cared about breathing, I was flying high with prime cock rammed in both ends. I turned my head slightly and my throat opened up and S.’s cock slid deeper in. That sent him over the edge. Once, twice three times, hot, thick blasts of his chemmed up sperm shot deep down my gullet, filling my belly and offering some relief to my sore throat. All the while, M. continued to piston fuck my very happy cunt. S. pulled his spit slicked prick out of my mouth and stood up to turn around and offer his asshole to M. Without missing a beat, M. continued to pump my ass as he leaned over to rim S. ass. Mike slammed deep into my ass as he came, flooding my hole with his love juice and continued to drink from S. flesh cup. "Use that tongue. Shove it deeper into my cunt," S. panted and then leaned over to kiss me. M.'s dick slipped out of my oozing bowels. He leaned over to pay fuller attention to S. ass hole. S. pushed his moneymaker to meet M.'s onslaught of teeth and tongue. When M. seems finished with S. mancunt, he turned his attentions to my seeping pussy. M. lapped up his scum from my hole like a cat to cream. M. began teasing both our ass holes with his gloved hands. "Oh wow. Both of you are so loose. I can't wait to start plowing these asses." M. looked around and grabbed two cans of menthol elbow grease. He unscrewed them and placed them on either side of us. The Menthol lube felt cool on my throbbing butt hole. M.'s rubber fingers slipped easily in and I let out a slight sigh and his wrist entered my hole. I looked over my shoulder in time to see M. fit his hand into S. butt as well. I was very loose and wet and M. was able to fit his fist through my `second ring' with no resistance. Slowly but steadily Mike was advancing up my colon. S. bit down on the cap of the poppers and unscrewed the bottle and spit out the cap. He took a deep inhale and held it under mynose. I took a deep huff and held my breath and S. stuck the bottle back under his nose. M. took this as a cue to pick up the pace and began to fist us both in unison. S. passed the poppers between us a few more times and I was flying. "Fuck my puusy hole, please. I'm a bitch in heat, Give it to me, give it to me please," I drooled as M was rubbing my swollen colon with his gloved fist. S. and I were using his arms as living dildos, still fucking ourselves into oblivion. M. took the opportunity to send me also over the edge. My asslips, puffy, swollen and discolored begged him to abuse them even more as my limp dick strained to ejaculate. S.'s eyed had rolled to the back of his head. He had continued to suck on the poppers and I had to remind him to breathe. He began to breathe in short shallow staccato pants. I could see that he was close. His dick was flopping around - pre-cum was flying everwhere. S. closed his eyes and let out a silent howl and shot his load in three bursts, hitting himself on his chest and chin. M. slowly took his arms out of our ass holes, making rude plopping sounds. He peeled the sloppy black gloves from his hands and flung them into the corner of the room. M. then pushed his clenched fist in and out of our gaping pussies making our dicks throb. "Ok, you pigs, you got yours. Now I want mine," Mike said pulling his slopping hands out of our asses and laying on his back. Grabbing the back of his knees, Mike opened his legs wide offering up his puckered honey pot. I couldn't resist and shoved my tongue deep into his hole. Mike grabbed my head and pushed my face deeper into his mancunt. Hungrily, I chowed down on his ass lips. S. saw my ass in the air and took that as his signal to violate me again. Grabbing a paper towel, S. wiped most of the slime leaking from my shit hole before he began feasting himself. He took hold of my ass and split it open wide, offering him more easy assess. We got into a rhythm of synchronized ass diving. We lapped man pussy in unison. "Oh, pussyboi, open that ass up I need to fill you with my pee," S. hissed, as he tried to shove his shrived dick into my sloppy hole. After a couple of tries, S. hit the target and was able to slide his dick into my ass. I could hear S. strain to being pissing as I still kept up my assault on Mike. Mike was wriggling on my tongue and I reached for some elbow grease when S. started peeing. It started off as spurts but build up to a mighty force. I tried to clench my ass lips closed but had long since lost control of them and S.' crystal-laced pee flowed down our legs, puddling at our knees. This was not going to deter me from fisting the black stud splayed below me. I grabbed a handful of elbow grease and formed a wedge with my hand. I pressed the tips of my fingers into his waiting hole, expecting some resistance but got none. My hand easily unfolded his purple rose. While this was going on, S. continued to unload his nectar in my cunt. As I began to travel down M.'s love canal, S. pulled his still dripping prick from my hole and began drinking his own fluids. I mashed my abused pussy lips into S. face, enjoying the feel of his stubble. This urged me on. I started piston fisting M. "Do it, do it pussyboi. Fist my cunt, harder, harder," M. shouted as his dick flopped around shooting spunk every where. I was tired and needed a break. I tried to get up but my legs were wobbly. I tried finding a dry spot on the mat to sit down. S. seems re-energized and lay down next to Mike, taking his fading glory in his mouth to drink in his seed. Mike took S.'s slimy dick in his mouth. I leaned back, lit up another joint and watched these two studs have a go at each other as I idly rubbed my bruised cunt with the other hand. I glanced over to the tray and realized that there were a second set of points. It was going to be a very long night.

I'm glad you pigs seemed to enjoy my other posting. Here's another: Travel Diary – (second Boston trip) I was back in Boston for a long weekend and wanted to connect again with S. The last time we hooked up was hot and my ass was itching for some abuse. I couldn't find his phone number, so I tried e-mailing him. I got a little nervous when I didn't hear back from him right away. I thought we had a good time and that he would want to hook up again. Friday night came and went and I hadn't heard from him. I was horny as hell and I was determined to scratch that "itch". I posted an ad on a local message board looking for other pigs to play with on Saturday night. I had to run some errands and forgot to check my e-mails when I got back to hotel room. I decided I needed to give my asshole some immediate attention. I had already cleaned out, so I was ready to go to town. I had brought my old reliable "Jumbo Jack" with me and after lubing it up and a few tokes on a joint and a couple of huffs of poppers - I was fucking myself silly. Slowly at first, then with a wanton intensity, I rammed the dildo in and out of my shit hole. I couldn't hold back and shot my load all over my belly. I left the dildo snug in my happy man pussy and scooped up the jism and made a late lunch of it. I remembered that I hadn't checked my e-mails and made my way over to the computer, still holding the dildo up my ass. I sat in the chair so I could keep my rubber toy deep in my bowels and logged on. I was very happy to discover that S. had responded to my e-mail. He had just gotten back into town himself and would love to get piggy with me tonight. I called him immediately and told him what I was up to. He was exciting to hear from me -- he was just cleaning out in anticipation of us hooking up. He needed an hour or so more to do a couple of things, but I should come over whenever I wanted. I told him that I'd be over there in about a half hour or so and hung up. I cleaned up, slipped my dick and balls into a couple of rubber cock rings and packed a small bag with my toys, popper and lube and threw on some clothes (knowing that they would soon come off). It was a beautiful day in Boston, so I decided to walk. There's nothing more exciting than walking around `commando style' in a pair of old jeans, sporting a hard-on. You don't need gaydar to figure things out. I got lots of knowing smiles and a very filthy offer to spend an afternoon with a very handsome older man. I got to S. apartment and he buzzed me in. I had forgotten that it was a walkup. S. had the good grace to greet me at the door in an open short robe and he was happy to see me. I grabbed his thick cock and he led me in. S. told me that his roommates were away for the weekend, so I should make myself comfortable in the living room. He had spread out an old quilt and laid out his large collection of toys, lubes and stash. "Mo' Betta Butt" was playing on the TV. I quickly stripped and we fell onto the quilt, quickly clamping down on each others dripping dicks. S. soon slipped his fingers into my still lubed ass hole. He got up and suggested that we smoke a little T before we got to the main event. He heated up the glass dick and we passed the pipe as we stroked each other. S. asked me if I had to leave at any specific time and I told him that I didn't have to be anywhere until Sunday evening. He seemed satisfied with that answer and asked if I wanted to get into some role-playing. I told him I was up for just about anything and took another deep lungful of T. He got up and told me that he was going go out for a little while and I should continue to play with myself. When he came back, I should answer the door with little to nothing on and he was going to be my dealer looking for payment. I reminded him that I wasn't into any `serious S & M' stuff. He told me not to worry. He told me he was going to get things together for this evening and that I should make myself comfortable. I took his advice and attached my nipple clamps, lubed up his Rambone dildo and started to fuck myself. I settle into the video on the screen and watch Johnny Ryder sit on that enormous fire hydrant of a dildo. I grab a bottle of poppers and take a deep hit and watch the precum ooze out of my dick head as I slide the dildo through my "second ring". I slow down and inch closer to the base of the dildo, tugging occasionally to the chain connected to my nipples. I've gotten a good 13" or 14" of that bad boy deep inside me when I heard S. go out of his apartment. I barely noticed as I was otherwise occupied. I pull the whole thing out and my dick spurts love juice all over the place. I lube up the dildo again and send it back on its mission -- getting to the base. Slowly, ever so slowly, I swallow the whole thing. I lay there still, my whole colon and cock are pulsing as one, and devouring the dildo I was impaled on. S. has left a joint in an ashtray and I lit it up, inhaled the smoke and felt my asshole relax. I began to gently turn the dildo around in my asshole and sent waves of pleasure washing over me. I was startled from my bliss by a loud banging on the front door. I try to sit up and my asshole clamped down tight on the dildo. "Just a second," I said, fumbling to pull the dildo from it's happy home. I grabbed the robe S. was wearing and threw it on, haphazardly knotting it around my waist. My dick, still seeping sperm, peeked out from the hem. Lube and my ass juices seeped down my thigh. My throat was dry from smoking and I was slightly fucked up. My voice cracked as I stumbled to the door. "Who is it," I asked? "It's fucking Tyshaw, motherfucker. Where's my money!!!" The voice sounded like S. but didn't. "Hold on a second," I say, as I fumbled with the unfamiliar locks. I opened the door and am greeted by S. in a black leather biker's jacket, his black leather chaps over his button fly jeans and a full visor helmet. I felt my ass kunt open wide to let him in. S. pushed me partially back into the apartment with a forceful shove of his black leather gloved hand. "Ok, Pussyboi where's my fucking money?" S. (as Tyshawn) growled. "I don't know what you mean," I stammered, momentarily confused. "Oh, I see, we're going play that game. You pussybois are all the same. It's always Tyshawn, I need to score some T, it's the weekend, I'll pay you on Monday or Ty, please front me man, you know I'm good for it." I started to giggle, once I caught on to what was going on. S. grabbed me by the throat. "You think it’s funny pussyboi. I don't." I was surprised - his grip was forceful but not overly so. I jumped back and my robe opened revealing my clamped nipples and rock hard dick. "So, pussyboi was playing when I came over." S. tugged the chain of the nipple clamps. "Oh, we can play. Suck my big fat black dick, pussyboi, suck it real good!!!" I was half in, half out of his apartment, the door was wide open. But I didn't live there, so what the fuck. I got down on my knees and began to undo the buttons of his fly. "Ty, you know, I'm good for it. I promise I'll pay you soon," I said as I fondled his cum heavy balls and dick. I hesitated for a second to breathe in their heady scent then began to suck his cock head. "I know you're good for it baby," S. cooed. He then grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my face in earnest. "Suck that dick. Take it all, you pussy!!!" He grabbed the chain attached to my nipples and gave it a strong tug. I started to gag and tears welled up in my eyes. But I bravely soldiered on. "That's it you little punk. Take it like a man." S. slowed down and wiped the tears away with his gloved hand. He helped me to my feet and roughly handled my body; squeezing my dripping cock and fingering my slimy hole. He then lewdly licked his gloves S. pushed me all the way into the apartment and closed the door. S. removed his helmet and took off his jacket, revealing his bare chest with alligator clamps chewing on his large delicious nipples. He quick-marched me into the living room. "I see you were playing with your cunt, pussyboi. Good thing I came around so you can party with a man," S. says as he pushes me to the floor. "Get on all fours and show me your slick pussy." He didn't have to ask me twice. I had my ass in the air in a heartbeat, quickly grabbing the nearby poppers. "Please Ty, please, I could barely take your huge cock in my mouth. I don't think I could take it up my ass," I huskily moaned as I wiggled my ass in his face. "Don't worry pussyboi, I'll help you", S. said as he got down on the quilt, fingering my happy hole. S. picked up a large dildo, about 3" in diameter and about 12" long. He started to grease that monster up but he put it down. S. reached for his glass pipe, refilled it and heated the bowl. He drew the white smoke deep into his lungs, then leaned down and clamped his lips over mine. I greedily sucked in the smoke and his tongue. "Open that fucking hole, you fucking pussyboi," S. hissed through gritted teeth. The bulbous head, at first, could not find an opening and skated around my slippery hole. Suddenly, with a deft turn of the wrist, S. got the head of the dildo into my aching shit hole. The pain was intense but not unbearable. Two quick deep hits of poppers and I held my breathe. I could feel the warm tingle flush down my body and my ass accepted the gift. "Ok yeah, pussyboi, take it, take it. You're a fucking pussyboi, yes you are, oh yeah you love it, you love it," S. crooned as he slid the giant toy into my love canal. I could feel my animal brain take over as I started to fuck myself on the huge fuck tool. "Yes, yes, Ty. I'm your pussyboi. Open my ass. Open it," I groaned as S. also started milking my cock. S. continued his assault on my innards for a while. I lost all sense of time. I was thinking with my ass. I had the popper bottle nearly shoved up my nose and had to remember to take it out to breath fresh air. I was moaning and shaking with delight. S. slowly pulled the mega phallus out of my ass with a loud plop. My ass remained open, trembling like a baby looking for its bottle. "You're ready for a man's dick now, pussyboi. A real black man's cock stuck way up you fucking punk ass," S. yelled as he slammed his rock hard cock deep into my bowels. Again and again, he slammed into me. I nearly fell over. S. slapped my ass hard with his gloved hand. "Steady, steady, pussyboi. Don't make me angry," he purred as we got into a fuck rhythm. Without missing a beat, S. reached for his cell phone and `called' someone. "Hey it's Ty, you know that pussyboi I told you about. Yeah him. We're having a little party right now. Yeah, yeah I'm fucking the shit out of this punk but he needs more dick up his ass to show him what a pussyboi is good for," S. said into the phone as he continued to ram way. He gave the guy the address and hung up. "Yeah pussyboi, one of my boys is coming over here. We're going to get to the point and have a real party in your ass tonight," S. said as he picked up the joint I was smoking earlier. He lit it and smoked away and continues to fuck my brains out. Somewhere in the corner of my brain I wondered if S. had actually called someone. But the rest of my mind was occupied. S. was close to cumming and put down his joint and grabbed my ass with both hands. His eruption flooded my colon and I could feel S. spasm as he shot his seed deep within me. I tried as best as I could to bite back on his dick with my man pussy. "That's it. That's it baby, chew on that dick with your pussy. Oh yeah, pussyboi, make me proud, take my cum take it all you punk," S. cried as he collapsed on top of me. We were quiet for the moment, stuck together, with sweat and sperm. I could feel his heart beat wildly against my back. S. let his dick slip from my ass and he lay down on the quilt. (to be continued ...)

I looked up and he was bent over exposing his beautiful glistening chocolate ass lips. In an instant, the dildo was out of my ass and I was on my knees feasting on his ass. If I could I would have stayed there all night slurring away at his manhole. S. was enjoying it, as his dick was getting hard again. "Let's get dressed and you can eat my ass at Joe's house." Part 2 of Travel Diary -- Boston (first trip) S. found his black leather pants and his scummy jock was still inside them -- crumpled into a stiff little ball. S. picked up the jock and inhaled deeply. "Man, if this could talk," he exhaled and passed it to me to worship. It reeked of sex and good times past. I passed it back to him making a mental note to suck his cock through it. He put on the jock and the pants over it. I realized that I didn't really have any leather gear with me except the jacket and that was too warm to wear after a while. He told me not to worry and he fished out of a drawer a pair of leather shorts with a slit in the back for ease access (the remnants for a past boyfriend?). He told me I could borrow them for the night. He clipped on his nipple clamps and put on his leather vest and asked me how he looked. "Great. Are you sure you have to go to this. You can fuck me all night looking like that," I laughed as I tried to get my jeans over the leather shorts. S. decided we should take another .25 slam before we go to his friend's house. My conscience didn't struggle much as I offered up my arm. That second rush came over me like an incredible stretch after sitting in one position for a long while. It left me loose, horny and ready to wallow. After we were able to focus, I helped him collect all of his toys, lube etc. S. pocketed his stash and we were off. Sitting next to S. in the cab, I couldn't help but feeling his stiffening dick through the leather. Luckily we got to our destination or S. might not have gotten out of the cab. When we got to the apartment our host, Joe who was dressed only in black chaps and black leather armbands, greeted us. S. grabbed Joe's dick and gave him a big hug. S. introduced me to Joe as a new friend and we were ushered through the apartment into Joe's bedroom. On the bed was a young guy with his ass in the air and a huge butt plug sticking out of his ass. He was wearing a harness and a leather hood that encased his head. "I'm glad you're here. This one needs to be fisted good. He slammed about a half hour ago and he's ready," Joe said as he picked up a joint in ashtray. He took a big hit and pasted it to S. and me. "You into fisting?" "You don't have to worry about that. I've already test drove his ass earlier tonight." S. playfully swatted my ass and began removing his pants. I followed suit and stripped down to the leather shorts. As I was bending over, neatly putting my clothes in a pile, the ass flap on the shorts split open and Joe must have caught sight of my moist ass slips. He roughly grabbed my ass and leaned me over the bed. He told me to take the shorts off because they were going to get in the way. I wriggled out of the shorts, gave Joe full access of my kunt and started looking around for some poppers. S. saw me and handed me some. I took a hit and opened my cheeks wider, putting a welcome mat for his tongue. Joe's thick, hot tongue stabbed me deeply once then once again and he announced that I needed a heavy booty bump for him to do his work. Without missing a beat, Joe reached over to a night stand and pulled out a point-less rig already loaded. "I don't have time to wait for you to get fucked up, this should do it quick. It's half Tina, half K - I should be able to get to my elbow in no time," Joe said, matter of factly, as he gave my thirsty hole the juice it needed. It only took a moment or two to feel the warm glow spread down my colon and out my kunt. I saw a pair of cloverleaf nipple clamps on the bed, attached them to my nipples and assumed the hungry bitch position: on all fours, legs wide apart, ass high in the air, head and chest resting on the bed. I could see S. smile (he must have read my mind) and passed me a fresh bottle of poppers. S. got on the bed and began playing with the butt-plugged guy. S. pulled on the base of the plug and was surprised when it popped out with no resistance. "Where's the Crisco, Joe. Let's fist these pussy boys," S. shouted and reached for a glass dick. He took a slow deep inhale and shotgunned the smoke with me. I was really flying at this point. Joe pulled the empty rig out of my ass and went into the other room. He came back with two fresh cans of Crisco and more bottles of poppers. From where I was positioned I could see underneath the hood guy. I hadn't noticed before that his wrists were cuffed in front of him and he was completely shaved. I thought to ask Joe if I could touch his slave. Joe laughed. "Ed ain't my slave. He just really gets into being used. Go ahead. Touch him, fuck him, fist him. It don't matter to me." I reached up and felt Ed's smooth balls. They were hanging low and heavy. "Good for me when he cums", I thought. I could hear the cheesy porn music playing in the background as Joe staring packing my ass with Crisco. "Oooh, you are nice and loose. I wish I had another hood. I'd love to get you into a hood, too. We're going have fun," Joe said as he started to twist his fingers into my well-greased hole. I looked up and could see that S. had already gotten his hand into Ed's ass up to the wrist. "Hey buddy, do you want some poppers," I offered Ed. He nodded yes. I tried getting them as close to the nose hole in the hood without spilling it. I heard him inhale deeply. A moment later S. slipped his hand past Ed's "second ring". "I see you guys have been playing for awhile,” S. smiled and huffed more poppers himself. Joe's hand was somewhat larger than I normally play with and he sensed this as he slipped it in past his wrist. "Don't worry slut, I won't hurt you. I'm just going take you for a ride." Joe grabbed the poppers and took a hit and told me to take a big hit too. Just as I was inhaling, Joe closed his hand into a fist and starting pumping away. Not violently but deliberately. I could feel myself starting to babble from pleasure. Joe twisted and twisted his fist inside my ass, adding more and more Crisco as he went along. Joe twisted his whole hand out of my ass in one quick motion and before I could react he replaced it. "Oh yeah, pussy boy you like this," Joe said as he was milking my leaky dick. I looked up to see that S. was going to town on Ed. I remembered to feed Ed some more poppers as S. was up to his forearm in Ed's ass. Ed's dick was dripping pre-cum all over my face and I tried to position my face so I could catch it on my tongue. I was able to catch gobs and gobs of salty sweetness. Joe's ministering to my asshole had the desired effect and I shot my load all over the vinyl playsheet on the bed. Without letting Joe take his fist from my ass, I leaned down to clean up my mess. I hate being a messy guess. After that, I turned around and started to suck Joe's stiff dick. Joe must have had a short fuse because he came quickly, in rapid shots, which I eagerly swallowed. Joe grabbed a medium size butt plug and shoved it up my messy ass. "I don't want your pussy to close up yet," he said as a playfully yanked on the chain of nipple clamps. He grabbed another joint and sat on the floor watching S. work on Ed. I sat down next to Joe and grabbed a hit off the joint. S. was piston fucking Ed, pulling his closed fist out of Ed ass and slamming it back down to the forearm. "Do you think he's ready," S. asked? "Ready for what," I thought, my ass still nicely humming from my fisting and the butt plug. "Yes, this is want Ed's been waiting for," Joe said, putting the joint down in the ashtray. Joe instructed me to sit facing Ed and keep feeding him poppers. S. said, "Open his mouth flap and let him suck your dick. Ed's great at that." It took a little maneuvering but with Joe's help, I was able to sit on the bed with Ed's head in my lap and his arms behind me. I also realized at that point that Ed was completely shaved as I felt some razor stubble on his arm. I wondered if Ed had his head shaven (I would never find out, as Ed never took off his hood). S. never stopped fisting Ed throughout this procedure. Joe kneeled on the bed next to S. and began greasing up his hand. S. roughly removed his hand from Ed's gaping hole and Joe replaced it. Joe went through his twisting motions and pulled his hand out and S. replaced his. I became transfixed by this show in front of me. But I did as I was told and kept feeding Ed more poppers. S. was right and Ed was a great sucker. Even though at this point I was flaccid, Ed was draining my cock of something. S. and Joe's fist kept up their steady assault. I know Ed was close to cumming as he squeezed me tighter and tighter and I pulled my dick out of his mouth for fear of him biting down on it. Ed took another deep hit of poppers and came like a horse peeing all over my legs. Great gushes of sperm shot out. And still they continued to fist him. I saw S. and Joe clasp hands and make one great fist. "Are you ready pig," Joe sneered. "Fuck me, fuck my fisthole," Ed cried out. Ed spoke for the first time. I half rose to see them enter him but Ed pulled me down. "More poppers," Ed half muttered. I happily let him suck them down. I could see S. and Joe churning their arms inside Ed. They knelt together in solemn prayer; sweat dripping from their bodies as they deeply kissed. They all seemed to move in unison. I could actually hear Ed singing, lost in his pleasures. "Do you want to fuck him or could I," S. asked breaking off their kiss. "Please, let me, Ed wants me to piss up his ass. Bitch, give me some poppers" I didn't want to leave Ed hanging there so I moisten a paper towel with poppers and left it for Ed to snort. I came around the other side of the bed to give Joe some poppers and saw the gaping hole they had made of Ed's ass. The huge fist they had made of their hands was easily sliding in and out of Ed's hole. I placed the slimy bottle under Joe's nose and he snorted deeply. Joe then slid his hand out of Ed's ass, leaving S.'s arm inside to roam around. Joe then positioned himself so his cock and balls were in front of Ed's hole. Without missing too much of a beat, S. continued to slide his hand in and out of Ed's ass and jerk Joe off. S. then grabs Joe cock and balls and pulled them into Ed's ass! That was so hot, I started beating my flaccid meat and pull on the butt plug. Joe, Ed and S. were all moving in rhythm. I knew Joe was getting close to cumming because he was cursing and babbling. Ed was panting like a wild animal. I kinda felt left out and then I saw that S.'s dick was straining out of his filthy jock. I saw my moment. I began sucking S. off through his jock. The taste and texture were beyond description. I was in heaven as S. was the first to cum. Ed was next -- this time he came in a small stream but his whole body quaked and spasmed. He was having a full body orgasm. Literally, his whole body was cumming with the pleasure he had received. I envied him - I’ve only experienced that kind of joy a few times in my life. Ed's shudders sent Joe over the edge. He started calling out for more poppers as S. jerked him off deep in Ed's bowels. Joe's eyes rolled back and drool started to drip from the corner of his mouth. He was breeding Ed, with S. help, for all he was worth. Joe slowing came around from his frenzied orgasm and started concentrating very hard. "S. slow down, I almost there," he heavily breathed between his teeth. Joe called out for more poppers and I quickly complied. S. caught my eye and gave me a little smile and motioned me with his free hand to bend over. S. quickly popped the butt plug out of my ass and started playing with my hole as he continued to milk Joe. "Ok pig, here it is," Joe hissed and began flooding Ed's ass with his piss. Ed's poor manmeat tried in vain to come again but only a trickle of clear fluid leaked out of his cockhead. The churning action of S.'s arm was splashing us all with Crisco, cum and piss. S. slowly pulled his arm out of the wreck of Ed's ass and swiped his arm first on Ed's sweat soaked back, then the playsheet. He then focused his action on his other arm and my ass. I was very loose at this point and had no problem taking S. to just below his elbow. The poppers were getting very stale but I was getting enough buzz off of them to take the abuse S. was giving. S. had made the turn past my second ring and was twisting his fist slowly around my colon. This exquisite torture could only last so long and I too had a dry orgasm. My ass clamped down on S. arm and I knew it was time to go home. S. slowly pulled his arm out of my ass. My ass craved to have him fist me again but I knew it was time to go. I peeled myself off the bed and limped to the bathroom. I found Joe lying in the tub with Ed squatting over his face. Both were obviously quite happy. I cleaned up and dressed quickly not wanting to disturb this moment for them. While I was waiting for the cab, S. allowed me to nurse on his flaccid cock. I made sure I took his number before I left.

I've just been reading some of the amazing stuff posted here and I found some of my old Travel Diary postings that I put up on other sites and thought I'd share them here: My job keeps me traveling around a lot and I don't get to settle in one place very long. This time I was assigned to work in Boston and I was staying in a hotel in the Back Bay. Not knowing anyone and wanting to get off, I signed onto a group board. I posted that I was looking to get piggy that night. As usual, I posted a photo of myself (reclining on a chair, dressed only in a dirty jock and nipple clips, licking my Jumbo Jack Dildo). After cleaning out, I checked my e-mail and saw I got a response from S. S was looking for some PNP including serious mutual ass play (a personal favorite of mine). His photo also interested me as he was dressed in black chaps, with a large black Rambone Dildo sticking out of his ass. I called him and after a slightly strange call, we decided it would work well to meet up with him at his apartment. It was close enough to my hotel that I decided to walk. Seeing that S. was into leather, I tried to figure out what to wear, given I wasn't home and didn't have a lot with me. I had my black leather motorcycle jacket and a pair of faded ripped jeans. So I put my cock ring on, put on the jeans (commando style), a white 'wife beater' tee shirt and the jacket. The hotel had a back entrance you could come in and out off through the garage, so I wouldn't call too much attention to myself (I didn't want to scare the old ladies in the lobby, with my cock tip hanging out of my pants). I got to the address and this good looking black guy was hanging in the doorway, wearing just nylon running pants and an old tee shirt. It was also obvious he had no underwear on from the hard on he was sporting. I asked him if he was S. and told him who I was. He didn't seem to know who I was. I reminded him that we just spoke a little while ago and he realized his confusion. S. apologized and said that he thought I was someone else he set up a play date with. I was disappointed and started to go but S. gave me a quick look over and told me to come on up. His apartment was a type of railroad layout (all the rooms off a common hallway) on the third floor of a walk up. He told me that he had roommates but they didn't mind him having company. His TV set was playing an old Christopher Rage video that I loved, Manholes. Spreads out on his bed were dildos, lube and a couple of bottles of poppers (and of course, some glass dicks.) He told me to take off my clothes and make myself comfortable. S. asked if I thought an eight ball was enough for us to party tonight because he could call his dealer to get more. I smiled and told him that I thought that we could enjoy ourselves with that and gave him some cash. S. excused himself to get a couple of clean rigs from one of his roommates. Since S. told me to make myself comfortable, I reached over and grabbed one of the pipes lying on the bitch rag. I lit up the torch and melted some of the fresh T in the bowl, then took a nice deep hit. Then I took another, sucking this one deep into my lungs. Laying down the glass dick and torch, I lubed up one of S.'s Jumbo Jack and started to enjoy watching the video. S. came into the room with two rigs. "I see to are getting comfortable," S. said as he put down the works and took over playing with my hole. There aren't many things as enjoyable as smoking T and having someone work over your hole at the same time. I picked up the pipe again and presented my hungry kunt for inspection. I handed S. the pipe. He took a quick hit, put it down and began eating my ass with gusto. He licking my bud, nibbled, chewed on my lips and I swear he unhinged his jaw to shove his tongue back up through my colon. I was getting into this when he asked to get on all fours. I was enjoying the tonguing but I figured S. was the type of guy who liked to be in the driver seat so I didn't complain. S. was still dressed at this point and decided to take off his running pants. Wow, was I happy he asked me to come up. He was bigger and thicker than some of the dildos on the bed. "I'm going ride your bitch ass tonight," S. said as he slapped my ass. Without further ado, S. slammed into me up to the hilt. It took me a little by surprise and I must have yelped. S. stopped and asked me if I was OK. I said yes but I wasn't quite ready for him. He immediately apologized and told me that he still had his head on about his other play date, who liked it on the rough side. S. offered me some more smoke, which I happily accepted. I grabbed a bottle of his poppers and took a big inhale. S. took a hit of the poppers too and began again to gently fuck my brain out. Slowly but steadily S. worked his cock in and out of my ass until we got into a rhythm: I was able to match his thrusts in with a push back of my ass. I could feel S. getting ready to cum and I tightened my sphincter around his tool. He filled me with an impressive load. Before a single sperm could leak out, S. clamped his mouth on my cummy asshole and cleaned me out. I literally went weak in the knees from the sensation and lay on my back with my head at the head of the bed. S. asked if I was ready to slam. I didn't answer but spread my legs open, stuck a couple of fingers into my freshly fucked hole and fished out some of his jism. I then licked my fingers clean and smiled back at him. S. didn't waste any time getting things ready. He apologized that the first slam he had fixed was only .25 and I told him that we had all night. As a polite host, he administered me first then shot himself up next. I had enough time to lay my head on the pillow when the lovely rush came over me. I splayed my legs wide and my shit hole called out to him, "Play with me." S. heard the siren's call and started to play with my ass but lay down next to me with his head at the foot of the bed exposing his beautiful puckered ass hole. S. asked me to pass him a can of elbow grease and a bottle of poppers. He then handed me his black Rambone and told me that I didn't have to be gentle with him. So as he was fingering my sloppy hole, I started fingering his. I thought S. would be tight, as his hole appeared shut tight. But as I heard him inhale his poppers and I barely touched his hole, it magically gaped open. I love mutual ass play -- you can get lost in whose doing what to whom. I could feel S. working his fingers into my eager hole as I slid the dildo into his ass. I must have been going too slowly for S. taste as he hissed, "deeper and faster." I didn't have to be told twice and I began picking up the pace. I was getting lost in watching S.'s ass lips sucking down the dildo, that I nearly missed the feeling of S.'s hand entering my asshole. "Oh baby," I moaned, "fist that hole of mine." We were both getting into the abuse we were giving each others holes when his roommate came into the room looking for his pipe. "Dammit, I've gotten go out and you didn't call me for this," said S.’s roommate. The roommate found the pipe and pocketed it. He then began playing with our cocks. "Shit, I really have to go," he cried. "Let me at least suck your ass before you go," S. said licking his lips. The roommate dropped his pants and sat on S's face. S. lapped at his hole, never missing a beat fisting my ass. So there we were; me, slamming S.' s hole with almost all of the 18" of the Rambone, S. twisting his fist in and out of my hole, toying with my second ring and the roommate, beating his meat while S. chewed on his asshole. The roommate was first to blow. He shot his wad into his palm, jumped off S. face and offered his seed to S. S. licked his hand clean. Seeing that, I shot my load, which S. tried to catch in his mouth. Then S. came with a roar, coating both of us with his cum. His roommate was very helpful and licked us both clean. After that, the roommate pulled up his pants, kissed us both and closed the door as he left the room. S. and I lay on the bed, covered in sperm, spit and sweat. I hadn't taken the dildo out of S.’s ass and he was still fucking himself with it. He was also still wriggling his fingers in my open asshole. S. propped himself up in bed. "Hey, are you up for a party," S. asked? Apparently S. forgot that he and his missing former playdate were supposed to go to another guy's house. Apparently S. had been partying a lot earlier than I thought. S. jumped out of bed, leaving the dildo flopping out behind him. He picked up a towel from the floor and wiped his ass of lube. He then went over to his closet and starting to look through it for something. "What are you looking for," I called from the bed as I started to fuck myself with the still warm Rambone. "My leather pants are here somewhere. This guy's into leather. You should come," he called out from the closet. I looked up and he was bent over exposing his beautiful glistening chocolate ass lips. In an instant, the dildo was out of my ass and I was on my knees feasting on his ass. If I could I would have stayed there all night slurring away at his manhole. S. was enjoying it, as his dick was getting hard again. "Let's get dressed and you can eat my ass at Joe's house." (part 2 later)