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Chapter 2 – Knotty Rex Chapter 1 recounts a day where I am using my friend Doug as my slave. This is a role reversal from a scenario we played out a while ago. As of now, we’re both spun, and I’ve just finished a short fisting session on his ass. “Before we get you out of the sling, I’m giving you a booty bump.” With that, I selected a nice-sized shard and prepared to shove it in Doug’s ass. I put it on the tip of my index finger and curled that finger into my palm as I inserted my hand into him. Once I was deep enough, I uncurled my finger and deposited the T in his ass. I’m sure he felt the familiar burning sensation as it started to melt, and he knew that he would soon feel the bump's effects. I helped him out of the sling, and we walked over to the bed. “Suck my dick, slave,” I commanded. Doug took my shrunken cock into his mouth and began to lick and suck it. We both like sucking T dick and seeing if we can get it to firm up. After a bit of sucking, my cock started to respond, getting plumper as Doug worked it. I could tell that this was turning him on, so I started to make some pumping motions with my pelvis. He was doing a great job, and my cock was getting harder and harder. When my cock had gotten reasonably hard, I commanded Doug to sit on it. This was great since he and I rarely fuck, since we usually have T dick when we play. But his oral work had given my cock enough firmness that I could fuck him. So, Doug lowered himself onto my cock. He was facing me so that I could watch him fuck himself on my dick. At one point, he sat all the way down and then reached back and spread his ass. This let him slide another bit of my cock into his ass. It felt great on my end, and he was making my cock get harder than it was earlier. But I didn’t want to cum yet since we were early in our session. “Get off and clean my cock”, I commanded. Doug obligingly climbed off my cock and took it into his mouth. He sucked and licked my dick and balls, so I lifted my legs so that he could also eat my ass. He was moving between my cock and my hole, using his tongue to cover all the areas in between too. He’s a good cock sucker and a great ass eater, so I was enjoying his work. The shard should have completely melted by now, so I told Doug to get back in the sling. I wasn’t planning on using a huge dildo on him now. I selected one of his dildos that has a knot in it. This one was the Bad Dragon Rex. It wasn’t the largest, but it would be a good prep for later. Doug also had the XL size of this toy, which would be going in later today. I lubed up the dildo while Doug lay in the sling. His hairy ass looked amazing. The straps from his white jockstrap formed a nice contrast with his darker complexion and the amazing fur on his ass. I leaned in for a few licks while I was applying lube to the dildo since I really liked seeing the hair around his hole get wet. Of course, his hole was also a taste treat for me. “Get ready, slave,” I snarled at Doug. I inserted the dildo up to the knot. It went in easily and smoothly. I played around a bit with it, twisting it and moving it in and out of his ass. On one of the insertions, I just kept pushing when we got to the knot. Doug instinctively flexed his ass and allowed the knot to pass through his hole. This is an intense feeling, even though this was one of his smaller knotted toys. I twisted it around inside his ass once he had swallowed the knot, letting it rub up against all the walls of his ass. He was enjoying the sensations and reached for the poppers. I thought about restricting his use but then decided that he’d become an even bigger pig if he was also poppered up. He took a huge snort in each nostril, holding the second one in. I had slowed my movements while he was sniffing from the brown bottle. Once the fumes kicked in, I started to seriously work his hole. First, it was twisting and thrusting. Then, I pulled the knot all the way out and reinserted it into his ass. I did this several times, noticing that it slipped in easier each time. His hole was working up to a good gape. Even though this is just the medium size, the knot is still 8” around. That’s enough to give almost anyone a good ride. I knew Doug could take it (and more), so I was merciless in my pounding. I slipped the dildo all the way into his ass. “Keep it in your ass,” I commanded while I let go of the toy. Doug reached down to hold it in place, and I slapped his hands away. “Just use your ass to keep it in.” Once the knot is past your entrance, you can squeeze your ass muscles to hold it in place, but the pressure will build up, and try to expel it from your ass. I wanted Doug to feel that exquisite torture of holding it in while also wanting to expel it. With that, I stood up and walked away. I sat on the bed and blew a few clouds, watching as Doug struggled to keep the Rex in his ass. He was doing well, using his ass muscles to pull it back in when it tried to move out. It was hot to see him work at keeping it in him. “Push it out,” I snarled when I returned to the sling. Doug quickly shot the dildo out of his ass and into my waiting hands. When it was out, I slid my left fist into his hole. Going in with a fist is a bigger stretch, and he took it like a champ. “Good slave”, I purred as I maneuvered my fist deep into his ass. I fisted Doug, not going for depth this time but rather focused on width. By flexing and twisting my hand as I fisted him, I could widen his gape and let him feel my hand as it moved across his inner chambers. Doug was writhing around on the sling, enjoying the efforts I was putting into making his ass feel amazing. Slowly, I removed my hand from Doug’s ass. He was showing a nice gape by now. I added more lube to the Rex dildo and shoved it into him. Again, it went in easily up to the knot, but it took some pushing from me (and, I’m sure, from Doug) to get the knot to slip past his hole. Once it was in, I told him that he was going to stand up and walk over to the bed while keeping the dildo in place. If it slipped out, I would punish him. I was kind enough to help Doug out of the sling. I walked behind me as he headed to the bed so that I could see if there was any slippage of the dildo. He did a great job of keeping it embedded in his ass. Of course, the knot helps hold it all in place, but he had to fight the natural urge to expel the invader. “Hands and knees, ass facing me,” I commanded. He positioned himself properly, and I took my spot at his ass. His hairy hole looked great wrapped around the toy, and I idly twisted it inside his ass. Since the Rex is not symmetrical, twisting it around lets the knot hit all the spots in his ass. Now, I told him to push it out to the knot and then suck it back in again. This requires some serious muscle coordination, but I knew Doug had a very talented ass. I watched as he let the dildo slowly move out to the knot (that was the easy part). Then, he had to stop it and pull it back into his ass. He did a nice job of it. “Good job, slave”. “Thank you, master”. On his last word, I grabbed the dildo and pulled it back so that the knot was outside his ass again. With no pause, I shoved it back in again. I did this a few times, and Doug was loving it. Then, I took it all the way out since it needed to have some more lube applied. Before I shoved it back in, I told him to take some poppers. I placed the dildo right at his entrance but didn’t go inside his ass. He did the poppers, and once I knew they had taken effect, I told him to sit back down on the toy. Doug moved his ass back, and I helped to get the Rex stabilized on the bed. I held it as he lowered his ass over it. “All the way”, I demanded. Doug kept moving down, past the knot, and taking the whole thing in his ass again. I told Doug to keep the dildo in place while I took care of a few things. Those few things included mixing up some drinks laced with G and getting some other guys to come over and use his ass. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him – unless it does.

Chapter 1 – The Tables Have Turned “Yes, master, fuck me deep.” Doug and I did a role-play a few weeks ago, and I agreed to be his slave for the day. Now, it was my turn as master. I intended to give him an experience that was as good as, or better than, what he had given me. He’s spun and in the sling. I’m working his ass with a huge dildo, one that I bought specifically for this event. Both of us are fans of massive dildos and this seemed like a good time to add to the collections that we have both built up and shared over the years. This one is a Deep Space 90 from Topped Toys. It’s smooth, with a pointed head for easy entry that widens in the middle for a good stretch. This wasn’t their biggest one (that one would come out later), but it was still going deep. Let me step back and tell you about Doug and me. We’re both in our 50s and have played together a lot. We’ve built up a mutual trust and understanding of each other and are comfortable exploring some new boundaries together. Doug had asked me to act as his slave for a day, and it was an awesome experience for both of us. We partied up, and he, and a few other guys, worked over my ass. There was some work on their cocks and holes too, but that day was about me and my ass. Today was going to be mainly about Doug and his ass. Doug has a great body since he works out regularly. He’s covered in dark hair, including a hairy ass and that sweet triangle of hair right above his ass. His ass drives me crazy since I love to work over a hairy hole. His is responsive in all the right ways and looks amazing when the hair is all matted down with lube. He’s got a nice thick cock with hefty balls. I’m not as defined, but still in OK shape. My body hair is finer than his, but I still sport a hairy ass. My cock is similar in thickness to his but a little longer. Most likely, our cocks wouldn’t come into play too much since we both get T dick when we party. Toys, tongues, and fists all make up the difference. Per my instructions, Doug’s playroom was spotlessly clean and well-organized when I arrived. He had cleaned the sling and the St Andrews cross, put fresh sheets on the bed, and had plenty of towels available. There were dildos on a table by my side that were sorted by size. Also, lube and poppers had been stowed in various locations so that we’d always be able to get to them when we needed them. Tonight, I had him a basic white jockstrap. He looked so hot since the jock provided a great contrast with his olive complexion. There were alligator clamps on his nipples, connected with a chain that I could pull at will. Doug is really into nipple abuse, and he was going to take a good bit of it this session. I’m wearing a red jockstrap with a red harness that connects to a cock ring. This way, as I move around, the ring tugs on my cock. Right now, I’m also wearing a pair of mirrored aviator sunglasses so Doug can’t see my eyes. When he looks at me, he sees the reflection of his hairy ass being fucked by the dildo. When I arrived at his place, he answered the door wearing the jockstrap. I applied the clamps and chain to his nipples soon after I walked in. I also told him to have a butt plug in his ass when I got there, and he had the one that has a pup tail attached to it. It was nice since I could easily tug on it while we got down to more serious play. We went right down to his playroom and started to blow some clouds. Doug had procured some excellent product, and we spent a nice bit of time smoking, shotgunning, and getting ourselves nicely spun. Per my instructions, Doug had also bought a new bubbler pipe and the clouds were flowing smoothly. First, I had Doug eat my ass for a while. We were on the bed, and I got on all fours and shoved my ass in his face. He began to tongue my ass and hole, telling me how much he liked my hairy hole. As he progressed closer to my center, I pushed my ass back on his face, forcing his tongue to enter my ass. He’s a great ass eater, and I wanted to get a bit of pleasure in my hole too. But this was about Doug and his ass submitting to my desires as his master. So, I climbed off him and told him to get into the sling. While he got settled in, adjusting the pillow and putting his feet in the stirrups, I was lubing up the toy. He still had the pup plug in his ass, and I would twist and pull on that occasionally while we both knew that there was more to come. I pulled the plug out and started inserting the Deep Space. With a tapered head, the initial insertion is fairly easy, but it widens out quickly. I didn’t give Doug any time to get accustomed to the bigger toy but kept slow and steady pressure on it until it was buried in his hole. Once it was all the way in, I started both twisting it and moving it in and out of his ass. Doug was loving it, and I was enjoying watching the hair around his ass as it was dragged across the dildo as it was moved in him. I told Doug to take some poppers. He took a deep hit in each nostril and held the last one until I told him to exhale. Once the poppers hit his brain, I started really drilling him with the Deep Space. That is what occasioned his opening comment. After fucking him with the dildo, I was horny to get my hand in him. He had come down from the poppers high, so I commanded him to hold the dildo in his ass while I lubed up my hand. When I took control of the toy back from him, I slowly removed it from his ass. It looked awesome as his hole expanded around the thickest part of the dildo and then narrowed down as the tapered part of the toy passed through his hole. I used fingers from both hands to massage and probe Doug’s hole. It was responding nicely to the toy and my hands, but the T also played a role in making him so amenable to penetration. Once I knew he could take it, I placed my fist at the entrance to his hole and told him to open up. He pushed out, I lightly pushed in, and then my hand popped into his ass. The look of pleasure on his face let me know how good this felt for him, and my joy at being inside him was evident in my smile, which spread from ear to ear. Leaving my fist just inside his hole, I rotated my hand left and right. This let my knuckles graze over the sensitive tissue in his ass. By moving in a little bit more, I was able to also rub up against his prostate. When I hit that, Doug jumped and let out a little moan. “Damn, that feels good, master,” he said. I knew that it would feel good to him, but I didn’t expect to see the growing wet spot on his jock strap that appeared when I hit his gland. He was obviously very horned up, and so was I. As I twisted, I was working my way further into his ass. Each turn allowed me to move a small amount deeper into his hole. I wasn’t planning on any real depth play yet, since that would come later, but I wanted my slave to know that I owned his ass and could expand it at my pleasure. When I got in and could tell I was at his second hole, I began to unclench my fist and then clench into a fist again. I’d slide back when my fingers were extended so that I didn’t penetrate into his colon (yet). “Do some poppers, slave,” I demanded. He uncapped the bottle and inhaled the fumes deeply. Once they hit, he began to writhe on my arm, clearly feeling the sensations coursing through his ass. It was great to see him experience such pleasure. I knew it was only the beginning of a day of ecstasy for him.

Chapter 8 – All Good Things Must End In Chapters 1 through 7, I tell about a little celebration my friend, Matt, put together for my birthday. We’ve been partying, and several other guys have been through it to play with us. Jim just left us and I’m now hanging out with Rob. Matt is nowhere to be seen, and I just found out that he’s been whoring me out for $20 from each guy. Rob and I hung out on the bed for a while, talking and replenishing fluids. Of course, we kept our hands and fingers busy with our holes and each other’s. We blew some clouds, and then Rob laid between my legs, nuzzling my dick. He was on his stomach, showing me that beautiful hairy ass, capped with that sweet triangle of fur that pointed down to it from the base of his spine. I was enjoying his work and the view before me when Matt returned to the room with more drinks. “How’s it going?” he asked. I just looked at him and smiled. Rob nodded his head, never taking my cock out of his mouth. Matt walked over and fingered Rob’s hole a bit, prompting a moan of pleasure from him. “Time to get swirly,” Matt said as he removed his fingers from Rob’s ass. Rob sat up, and Matt passed around the G-laden drinks that he had brought us. “Bottoms up!” Rob declared. Fuck, yeah, my bottom would be up in just a few minutes. Matt wanted more T, so he lit the torch and blew some clouds. He shared them with us, making us even more spun. Then, he told me to get in the sling. Once I was settled in the sling, Matt prepared to fist me. With the T and G flowing through my body, this would likely be a wild experience. No teasing, no prodding, no massaging this time. Instead, Matt went in with a fist. My ass gladly accepted his hand and swallowed it down past his wrist. Matt twisted his hand around inside my hole, letting me feel as his knuckles rode across the tender flesh at my entrance. He’d stroke over my prostate, sending shudders of bliss through my body. He pulled out, entered me again, and repeated similar motions. He did this several times, and each insertion was easier and smoother than the one before. Now, he decided to go deep. Matt took it slowly, so much so that I was pushing my ass down on the sling to take him in faster. “Easy, pig. You’re gonna get it all the way soon”, he purred. I decided to lay back and enjoy the ride. Rob came up with a bottle of poppers, which he put under my nose. I instinctively inhaled the potent fumes. Then, he placed the bottle under my other nostril. I let out the breath I had been holding and took a longer, deeper hit this time. I held it as long as I could and then blew it out. My ass relaxed even more when the poppers hit. I could feel myself open up to Matt’s invading hand and wanted him to get to places he’d never been inside me. That glowing eye of a poppers high took over, and I just laid back, let my legs fall open more, and enjoyed the sensations. Matt was driving deeper and deeper into me while I was in a popper haze. The T and G were also helping to keep me relaxed, open, and up for most anything. When the poppers rush wore off, I found that Matt had already breached my innermost barrier, and his fingers were prodding my colon. Again, instinct took over, and I spread my ass open to let him go as deep as he wanted. “Fuck, I’m in up to my elbow!” Matt exclaimed. “It looks so fucking hot!” I didn’t have words to describe to them what I was feeling, but I knew that the look of ecstasy on my face told them everything they needed to know. My good friend was fisting my ass, and he was deeper inside me than any man had ever been. The sensations were amazing, but the joy of having this experience with Matt and Rob made it even more special. Matt slowly and sensually pulled his fist from my ass. When he was all the way out, he patted my hole a few times, then looked at Rob and said, “Your turn”. Rob didn’t even sit down. Instead, he stood and placed his fist at my hole. “Take it,” he commanded. I hooked my feet on the sling uprights and pulled myself onto his fist. This position, plus the fact that he was standing, gave me a whole new set of sensations. The angles were different, and my sliding on the sling constantly changed them. I took him to about mid-forearm before I moved away from him. I was going to ride his fist in the sling. With Rob standing, he could brace his arm against his body and let me slide back and forth on his fist. Looking down at his hot, hairy body and handsome face, enraptured by watching my hole swallow his arm, was so stimulating to me. I had an assgasm, pumping out some thick ropes of long-held cum out of my cock. Matt, of course, was there to lick it up. Rob had a different idea. He had me get out of the sling, and then he laid down on the floor with his arm in the air under the rim seat. I knew what he wanted and walked over to where he was. Using the arms and straps of the rim seat, I lowered my ass onto his arm. The chair provided enough stability that I could rise up and down easily on his arm. He had a great view of my ass descending onto his arm, and he was stroking his cock with his other hand. At one point, we needed some more lube, so I climbed off his arm, and Matt smeared lube all over Rob’s hand and arm. He told me to do some poppers before I took Rob’s fist again. This time, I did just one hit, and not a huge one. I knew I’d be eager to get Rob deep and wanted to maintain some semblance of sanity as I did it. I held my ass poised right above Rob’s fist as I waited for the poppers flush to hit. He was teasing me with his fingers but was waiting for my action. Once the poppers were in effect, I slowly lowered myself onto his arm. Fuck, this felt amazing! My ass was open and ready to take him deep. I kept sliding down, knowing that Rob was letting me control the speed and depth. I did have to fuck myself up and down on his arm a few times, but I kept a steady descent onto his fist. He was as deep as he was going to get. My ass was on fire, and I was one happy pig. I started some slow motions, rising up before sinking down again. I would clench my ass on the upward motion and then push out as I slid back down. The sensations were intense and amazing to me. After some time, even my ass (and my arms) tired out. I slid all the way up, removing Rob’s hand from my ass, and leaned back in the chair. Rob pulled his arm back and swung around a little so that he could massage my hole. It was spread wide for him as I leaned back so he could rub it and prod it with his fingers. But he knew that I was not ready for another fisting. We all ended up on the bed again. Everyone needed some time to relax and recover from the intensity of our experience. Rob eventually said he needed to leave and try to get some sleep. He dressed but, before he left, gave Matt two twenties from his wallet. “This was worth it!” he exclaimed. After Rob left, Matt and I passed out on the bed for a while. I woke up to find Matt cleaning up the space. I volunteered to help, but he told me he’d handle it since it was my birthday weekend. Before I left for home, he handed me $100 that he’d collected from the guys that he had pimped me out to. It was a great weekend and, as it turned out, a profitable one too!

Chapter 7 – Sexy, Furry, Handsome Chapters 1 through 6 recount a session with Matt and a few other guys. Matt and Rob just doubled up on my ass. Now, we’re all on the bed with our asses plugged. Rob just read a message from someone else, and he’s been invited over. They decided they wanted me back in the sling, getting pounded by the fuck machine. But first, there would be some more clouds. We smoked some more, and then they got the setup ready. Once the machine was placed. I climbed into the sling. A thick dildo was attached. They lined it up with my hole, checked the angles, and started it up. It slid in easily, but it was an intense stretch. Riding this for a while would definitely improve my gape. The two of them went back over to the bed and started fingering each other. Rob ended up sitting on Matt’s face, getting another rim job. It seemed that Rob was enjoying lots more ass play than I had seen from him before, which was exciting. Maybe he was showing more of his versatile side. The doorbell rang, and Matt got up to answer it. Since his hole was no longer being attended to by Matt, Rob grabbed a plug and shoved it in. He then walked over to the sling and fed me his cock. I sucked it in and licked it up and down. He wasn’t hard, but he was not completely soft either, so his cock was in that wonderful in-between space. Matt came back with Jim. Jim had to strip down, so I got a good look at him. He was older than us, sporting a lush head of grey hair. He was also short and stocky. As he removed his clothes, he revealed a thick body covered in dark, thick hair. Some of it had turned grey in the middle of his chest, but that only made him sexier. The black leather chest harness also added to his allure. He had a bushy mustache and a thick cock that was surrounded by a dense bush. Hot, hairy, and ready to play – sounds like my kind of guy. When he was naked, he pulled out his kit and asked if anyone wanted to slam with him. No one was ready for a new dose yet, so Rob volunteered to admin for him. Jim agreed, and we watched as the T took hold of his brain. Then, he stood up and walked over to the sling. So, you’re the whore,” he said, staring at me. I nodded in agreement. Jim sat down and lubed his hands. “This hole is ready,” he proclaimed. Once he was greased up, he slid his paw into my ass. Like the rest of his body, his hand and arm were covered in coarse hairs. I could feel the friction as he penetrated me. A deep chuckle rose out of him. “Fuck yeah, this’ll be great!”. Jim knew his way around a hole. He was taking it slow, feeling his way through my ass. As he was moving deeper, he’d pause to massage the walls of my ass. I was enjoying his efforts and was squirming in the sling. He seemed like the type who could play in an ass for a long time, and mine was ready for it. “Take some poppers,” he suggested to me. I opened the bottle, took a snort in each nostril, and held the last one. When I blew it out, and Jim knew that I was in the throes of a popper rush, he slid his hand all the way in to my second hole. Fuck, his hand felt amazing inside me! I swear I could feel friction from the hair on his hand and arm, even though I knew the lube was making everything slippery. Jim kept his hand in place but was flexing his fingers in and out and twisting his hand around. I always love it when a guy twists inside me since I get to feel his hand gliding over the walls of my ass. As he was flexing his fingers out, he was searching for the path through my curve and into my colon. He found it! He grinned when he entered my second hole, knowing he had just hit the jackpot. I started flexing my ass as the sensations of being deeply penetrated washed over me. The feeling of fullness and pleasure is always amazing when a guy gets this deep. I reached down to feel his arm, enjoying the coarseness of his hair, and found that he was just a little short of his elbow. He had most of his forearm embedded in my ass. Then he pulled back a little and entered my colon again. He worked that curve, taking his paw back and then sliding more and more of it into my depths. The whole time, he was smiling in pleasure at how deep he was and how he was making me feel. I looked down and was pleased to see a huge puddle of precum on my stomach. He was making me leak like a faucet as his forearm rubbed against my prostate. Rob saw the fluid and came over to lick it up. He also shared some with me in a steamy kiss. “Wanna trade places?” Jim asked. I was up for it, so he began to remove his arm from my ass. He took his sweet time, and I enjoyed the feelings as he slowly pulled back from my hole. When his arm was out, it was sexy to see it all covered in lube, with the hairs on it matted down. He was one sexy man! Jim helped me out of the sling, and I helped him into it. Knowing that I was about to fist this stud was exciting to me. Rob put a butt plug in my ass before I sat down, telling us that he wanted to maintain my gape. It slid in easily but anchored well into my hole. I sat down and gazed at the sight before me. A handsome, hairy guy with his hole exposed to the world is always a joy to see. Jim’s ass was covered in heavy fur, like the rest of his body, and his hole was just visible through the dense patch around it. I had to eat his ass first. I reached down to spread his thick ass open some more and dove in, tongue first. The aroma that he had built up was intoxicating, and I rimmed his ass like a pig in heat. His hole was very responsive, opening easily to my tongue. I got in as deep as I could with my tongue and made out with his hole. He grabbed the poppers, took a few hits, and then smashed his ass into my face. Jim was pushing down so hard that it became difficult for me to breathe. What I wanted to breathe in was the scent of his hairy ass, so I just leaned back a bit, took in a sweet breath, and went right back to deep rimming. But it was fisting we were both after. I sat back and picked up the lube. Rob was there to slide some chunks of Slam Dunk into Jim’s ass while I covered my hands and arms in J Lube. Then, I began to prod his hole. I used three fingers at first, figuring that Jim could take it. Could he ever! I thought he might pull my hand in, so I quickly added the fourth finger and then my thumb. I looked up to check in with him, and he said, “Shove it in me.” So, I did just that. It took a little bit of pressure to breach his hole, but once my hand was inside him, it was like his ass was a vacuum. He sucked my hand into his ass, and I was at his inner sphincter quickly. Looking up at him, I confirmed that he was OK with the quick penetration. The look of bliss on his face, coupled with his nodding, told me all I needed to know. Jim asked me to pull out and go back in with a fist this time. Fuck, yeah, this pig is horny! I slid my hand back out, made a fist, dumped some more lube on it, and then placed it at his hole. A slight push from me was all it took to get it into his eager ass. Once inside him, I kept my hand in a fist and twisted left and right as I pushed it ever deeper. When I hit the curve in his canal, I knew I was as deep as I was getting with a fist. “Again,” he growled. I pulled out and entered him again. We did this for a while, with me dumping more lube on my fist as needed to keep things flowing smoothly. Jim’s ass was already showing a nice gape when I was out of it. I also started to alternate fists on him, knowing that my other hand was slightly larger. He was loving the ride. “Hold it in while I do some poppers.” I kept my hand deep inside him, just mildly pulsing my hand to match the beat of his heart. He snorted from the brown bottle, then said, “Go hard on my ass.” So, I pulled out and quickly inserted my other hand. I was swapping between fists rapidly now, and Rob was there to dump more lube on them occasionally. Jim was writhing around on the sling, loving the attention given to his pig hole. Knowing that he was still rushing from the slam made it even hotter. This sexy, older guy was happily giving up his ass to be pummeled by my hands. I saw that Rob had lubed up his hands. He nudged me, and I got up from the stool so that he could sit down. Now, I got a great view as he fisted Jim’s hairy hole. That’s when I realized that I hadn’t seen Matt in a while. He was not in the room, and I had no idea what he was doing. But the scene in front of me was intoxicating, and I was going to enjoy it. The butt plug was still in my ass. It wasn’t giving me the pleasure that I wanted, so I dragged the fuck machine and rim seat over to the base of the sling and got a nice thick dildo positioned on it. I took out the plug and sank down onto the dildo. With the straps on the rim seat, I could ride the dildo while watching as Rob fisted Jim. It was a really hot scene. Jim was starting to tighten up. It took more effort for Rob’s hands to enter him, and he looked a little uncomfortable. Adding more lube didn’t help, so Rob pulled out and rubbed around Jim’s gape. His hairy hole was pulsing and dripping lube onto the floor. Rob explored just inside his hole with a few fingers, but we knew that Jim’s ass had been happily worn out. I got off the dildo, and Rob and I helped Jim out of the sling and over to the bed. After we lay there a while (where was Matt?), Jim said he had to leave. “Who do I pay?” he asked. My confusion was somewhat cleared up by Rob, who said, “You can leave it with me.” Jim got up, got dressed, and then pulled out a twenty, which he handed to Rob. Then, he left. “What’s up with the money?” I asked Rob. “Didn’t Matt tell you? He has an ad up that guys can fist you for $20.” That sly fucker didn’t tell me that he was whoring me out. But it was exhilarating to know that guys were paying to play in my ass. Happy Fucking Birthday to me!

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Chapter 6 – Double Feature Chapters 1 through 5 tell the tale of a weekend with Matt and a few other guys. Matt wanted to do something special for me for my birthday and he has done a great job. Three other guys have been here, and we’re now hanging out with a hot stud named Rob, whom we’ve played with before. I could see daylight through the curtains in Matt’s playroom, so I knew that we had been at it for quite a while already. Matt, Rob, and I are hanging out on the bed. I’m sitting up with my legs bent, and Rob is stroking my hole. He’s being gentle with it, which is quite the contrast when he was filling me with both hands a little bit ago. “Some G to start the day?” Matt asked. I was up for it, and Rob said that he’d do some, but he did have some things to do in the afternoon, so he couldn’t stay too long. Matt went to get us the spiked drinks. G always makes me even more open than I am with just T. I didn’t really need any more help today, but it would just amp up the fun. While Matt was away, I started playing with Rob’s cock and hole. He’s got a nice cock, but I’m an ass man. Rob’s ass is hairy, and there’s a forest of hair around his hole. It’s always hot to see that hair get all covered in spit and lube. I was mostly just feeling him up, running my hands over his ass and letting my fingers travel up and down his crack. He’d shudder when I ran over his hole, so I focused my efforts there. When Matt came back with the drinks, I had four fingers in Rob’s hole. He is mostly a top but likes getting his hole played with. I’ve never fisted him. We all drank our refreshments, knowing that the G would hit in about 10 minutes or so. Rob picked up the pipe and suggested that we blow clouds while we waited. That was fine with me, so we fired up the torch and got to it. I was only going to smoke a little since I was already pretty heavily spun. By the end of passing the torch around, Rob had my legs in the air. Both he and Matt were fingering around and inside my hole. I was holding my legs up, letting them explore wherever they wanted. “We gotta get you in the sling,” suggested Rob. So, we all headed that way. I suggested that one of them should ride the fuck machine in the rim seat and was surprised when Rob agreed to it. He did say that he needed a smaller dildo. He said that he had never used a fuck machine before and wanted to know what it was like. Rob picked out a bigger dildo than I expected him to choose. Matt and I installed it on the machine and ensured it was well-lubed. I told Rob that I wanted to eat his ass before he took the dildo, so I lay down under the rim seat, and he lowered his sweet hairy hole on my face. Fuck, he has a great ass! The hair is so sexy and enticing, and my tongue just drove into him. He was probably feeling ready for the dildo after the G and T, and I wanted something in my ass, so this would be a relatively short rimming session. With an ass like Rob’s, I could rim for hours. I buried my tongue in his hole, reveling in the textures of his hole, plus the great musky aroma his hair held. Rob was enjoying the activity and snorted some popper to up the excitement. I couldn’t easily sniff any under the chair, but it was great to feel Rob’s hoe relax and open more as he pressed his ass against my face. Matt was probing my hole now, and I was ready for more than he could give me while II was on the floor. I pulled out from under the rim seat. Matt and I got the machine positioned and watched as Rob sank his ass onto the toy. He threw his head back in pleasure when it bottomed out. Matt gave Rob the remote so that he could control the depth and speed. Once I was in the sling, Matt asked, “Hand or toy?” “Your choice,” was my reply. Matt got up and stepped out of the room briefly, but he was back soon with a new toy in his hands. “Are you ready to meet the Professor?” Matt asked. This was a new fisting dildo with a broad forearm and quite long. After lubing it up, Matt slowly started to insert the dildo. This one took some work to get into my ass. Getting the fist in was a serious stretch. I locked eyes with Rob as Matt penetrated me. Rob had turned the fuck machine on and was getting a slow penetration. Meanwhile, Matt was twisting this toy into my ass. Rob saw what Matt was shoving in me and suggested I snort some poppers. I did and on top of the T and G already in me, it was awesome. I became nothing but a hole, seeking penetration. Matt steadily pushed the toy into me, and my ass ate it up. Matt got the toy deep inside me, and then he started to fuck me with it. In and out, twisting as he went. My ass was in heaven. With all the chemicals floating through my body, I was only able to pay attention to what was happening in my ass. Matt was doing an amazing job with the dildo, and I was appreciative of his efforts. Rob had now increased the speed of the fuck machine. It was ramming into him at a good pace, certainly more than I expected of him. Even though he likes light ass play and rimming, he’d never suggested that he wanted to be fucked. “I see why you guys like this!” Rob exclaimed. “You should try something bigger,” I recommended. Rob thought about it for a moment and said, “Sure. Why not?” So, he stopped the machine and pulled the dildo out of his ass. He looked over Matt's selection of toys and picked up one that was a lot thicker. “This should open me up,” he said. Rob swapped out the smaller dildo for the larger one. Matt and I both suggested lots of lube since this would be a major size increase for Rob. As he was lubing the toy, he bent forward to show me his ass. The hair was all slick with lube, and his hole was showing the beginnings of a gape. It looked fantastic. When he was ready, he turned around and lowered himself onto the toy. There was groaning, and it took a bit of time, but he got it all the way in. Matt had stopped fucking me with the other dildo and held it in place deep inside me as we both watched Rob impale himself on the toy. Then, Rob started the machine, setting it to a slow pace. I was enjoying watching Rob fuck himself and taking the dildo from Matt. He had resumed his movements, matching his speed to what Rob was doing with the machine. Rob and I picked up our poppers to get even piggier. He had to stop the machine so he could snort from the bottle, but once we had breathed in the potent fumes and recapped the bottles, he started it up again. It was going faster this time. Honestly, I don’t really know what Rob was doing for a while. The only thing I could pay attention to was my ass and how phenomenal the dildo felt inside it. Matt was working wonders with it in my ass, and the sensations were epic. As I was coming down from the poppers, I saw that Rob had sunk down even more on the rim seat and was getting plowed mercilessly by the machine. It was alluring to see him in the throes of ecstasy like this, and I watched as Matt pounded my ass. Matt told me to hold the dildo in my ass. I reached down and grabbed the base. When I started moving it, I was amazed at its length. This was really deep inside me. Matt was lubing up his hands, so I knew what came next. Matt took the dildo in hand and pulled it out of my ass. When the last bit popped out, my hole stayed open and gaping. That was good because his fist was at my entrance immediately. He simply leaned forward a bit, and then he was inside me. The toy felt good, but a real live fist always feels better. Matt just kept sliding more and more of his arm inside me. There were a few pauses on the way, but he soon told me that he was in up to his elbow. Rob had stopped the machine again, keeping his dildo buried in his ass as he watched my ass swallow Matt's arm. I’d only played this deep a few times and it is a powerful feeling. Matt slowly began his extraction from my ass. We both felt a sense of achievement at hitting this new goal. I kept telling him how good his arm felt inside me, and he was smiling broadly. I hadn’t realized that Rob was now standing. He’d left the fuck machine and was adding lube to his hands. I expected that he and Matt would change places, but Rob placed his hand next to Matt’s as Matt got near the final extraction point. They looked at each other, and in silent agreement, each slid a hand into my ass. This was the biggest stretch so far. When one guy gives you both his fists, he can coordinate them so they are as collapsed together as possible. With two guys, there are more variables, and the total package is extreme. I could only hold them in briefly, but it was another exciting activity. They both pulled out. Matt found a sizeable butt plug that he readied for my ass. He recommended a break after he shoved it in me. I agreed, provided they both were plugged too. Two plugs were selected and lubricated. The pleasure of inserting them was granted to me, and I happily complied. Once again, there were three naked and spun men on the bed; this time, we all had plugs in our asses. Matt and Rob both pulled out their phones to check the apps. Rob smiled and showed his phone to Matt. “What do you think?” queried Rob. “Fuck yeah,” said Matt, “Have him join us.”

Chapter 5 – Machine, Man, Machine In Chapters 1 through 4, I talk about a session with my friend, Matt. We’ve partied, fucked, fisted, had a few other guys over, with most everything focused on my ass. This is my birthday present from Matt, after all! The others have just left, and now I’m on the rim seat with the fuck machine plowing me from below, and Matt is checking out his phone on the bed. This new dildo is thick, but my ass is taking it easily since it was stretched open by all the other play and having had the knot dildo in me recently. At this point, I’m really enjoying the ride. Matt is checking the apps on his phone, obviously exchanging messages with someone. “OK, Rob should be here in about 20 minutes”, Matt said. “Rob, that we’ve played with before?” I asked. He nodded and told me that Rob was ready to work my ass over. Rob. He’s in his late 30s, very handsome, with short dark hair, blue eyes, and usually a sexy 5-0-clock shadow. His scruff feels great when he’s eating my ass. He’s got a nice body with a sweet coat of fur. His ass is covered in hair, and he has that sweet little triangle of hair right at the base of his spine that drives me wild. Matt and I have talked about how Rob comes close to being my ideal man. He’s also an excellent fist top and bottom. On top of all that, he has a really deep and sexy voice. Matt kept cruising the apps. When I asked why he was still looking if Rob was coming over, he told me that he wanted to have as many guys as possible use my hole today. The dildo was still being shoved in and out of my ass, but with that statement, I got a whole new shiver of excitement. Rob texted that he was at the house. Matt stopped the fuck machine and threw my crusty orange jock at me. “Put that on and get in the sling”, he demanded. I stood, pulled on the jockstrap, and climbed into the sling. My hole was gaping, and I could feel lube running down my legs when I walked over. Of course, I started probing my hole with my fingers, waiting for Matt to return with Rob. Rob walked in. He was fully naked and hard. He stopped by the head of the sling, so I slid his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a bit but knew he didn’t come for a blowjob. I was just waiting for what came next. Next, Matt walked in with his points. He had one for each of us. He started with Rob, then admined me, then took care of himself. At least, I assume he took care of himself because I was rushing, and Rob was playing with my hole. My desire for Rob’s hands was so great that I kept pushing out my ass, trying to get him to slip into me. He chuckled at my eagerness and lubed up his hands. When he did enter me, he stopped right at the entrance, twisting around to let me feel all the sensations of his hand. “Are you ready, you cheap whore” Rob snarled. I was, so I nodded my consent, and he plunged his hand into my depths. He’s done this with me a lot, so he knows the way to and through my second hole. It was clear that he had a goal in mind, which was to get through that barrier on the first thrust. I worked to clear my mind and focus on opening up for his fingers as they prodded around for the curve. Then he was through. My mind exploded in ecstasy. The slam, the hot guy fisting me, the overall depravity of the scene; it was overwhelming. I had an assgasm, soaking my jock once again with fluids. Some of it was cum, some precum, and some piss. I was shaking in the sling, which let Rob’s fingers feel all over my colon. It took me a long time to come down from the orgasm, but Rob seemed determined to make me have another soon. “Do some poppers.” I did while he kept his hand in my colon. As soon as the bottle was down, we both started movements. I was clenching and releasing my ass muscles while wiggling my ass around, and Rob was sliding in and out of my second sphincter. Damn, he was right. I quickly had another assgasm, although this one was less intense than the first. My jockstrap was soaked through with fluids now, and some was dripping onto the pads on the floor. Rob slowly withdrew his hand. He often takes the removal slowly, but today, he basically crawled out of my ass. It seemed to take forever before his knuckles were rubbing up against my prostate, causing more fluid to spew from my dick. Once he was out, he reached for the strap and took it off me. He handed it to Matt, who was standing nearby, and Matt walked it up to me. He put it over my face, with the pouch at my mouth. “Suck your juices,” he demanded. The smell and taste were phenomenal, and I eagerly licked and sucked what I could out of the jock. At the same time, Rob was back in my ass. He was using his one arm to slow fuck me, leisurely moving in and out, with each new insertion causing my hole to pulse in pleasure. Then, he pulled his hand all the way and reinserted four fingers from that hand. He put four fingers from the other hand in alongside these. He used those eight fingers to prod and open my hole. Then, he slid those eight fingers back in me, but added the thumbs this time. I groaned with expectation as I readied to take both his hands. I pulled the pouch of the jock away from my mouth, leaving it hanging around my neck. I wanted to see everything that was about to happen. He kept pushing and got one hand in, with the other following closely behind. The sense of fullness from being double-fisted is always amazing, and it was amplified to greater levels by my spun brain. I was so fucking happy to have him inside me that I pushed further, working to take those hands deeper. Rob later told me that he had never had both hands inside a guy as deep as he was inside me. It was astonishing! Rob pulled out and stood up. Matt took his place but remained standing. He slid his semi-hard cock into my gape. He wasn’t looking to fuck me; instead, he was going to give me some of his chempiss. Matt had to concentrate to get the flow going, but there was a lot once it started. He filled my ass with his T piss. I knew I’d be feeling the effects soon, especially when he shoved a butt plug in me after he pulled out. Matt walked over to the bed. Rob was already there, with the pipe and torch ready to go. He and Rob blew clouds while they watched me in the sling, plugged and getting a good infusion of chempiss. My ass was eager for more, but I wanted to keep the plug in as long as I could so that I could absorb the maximum amount of T piss. I was flexing my ass to move the plug around, and they could see it moving in my ass. “Look at that pig. His ass is hungry!” Rob commented. I hoped he would be giving me more attention soon. After they smoked out the pipe, Rob and Matt started playing with each other. Rob was massaging Matt’s hole as Matt lay there with his legs in the air. I knew how good Rob’s hands felt inside me and wondered if Matt would get the chance to experience a fisting from Rob. “Rob, it looks like Matt wants your fist in him,” I suggested. “Yeah, maybe we should put him in the sling for a while. What do you think?” With the plug still holding the piss inside me, I climbed out of the sling and gestured to Matt that he should get in. “I want you watching while you’re getting fucked, too,” said Matt. Before he got into the sling, he brought the rim seat and fuck machine over near the base of the sling. He was making sure I had a great view of his ass while I was getting plowed by the machine. Then, just before we settled in, Rob had an idea. He held up the knot dildo and asked me if I could take it in the fuck machine. At this point, my ass was ready for anything, so I agreed to use it on the machine. The knot would pass into my ass once, but I’d keep it inside after that, letting it move back and forth inside me. Rob pulled the plug out of my ass, and I was happy to see that very little piss dribbled out. I had absorbed most of it. Then, we removed the old dildo from the fuck machine, put the knot dildo in its place, lubed it up, and I sat on it. The tip went in easily, then I hit the knot. This time, all it took was a little additional push for it to penetrate my hole. Fuck, this thing always feels amazing! Matt handed me the remote and made sure poppers were nearby for me. There was another bottle on a table by the sling for him. Matt crawled into the sling and spread his legs wide to get his feet into the stirrups. Seeing my friend’s hairy hole spread open while I was riding the knot was sexy and stimulating. I was flying from the new infusion of T, and increased the speed of the machine. Once Rob lubed up his hands and started to work on Matt’s hole, I was in a sexual frenzy. With the drugs in my system, the knot in my ass, and the sight before me, I was one happy pig. As Rob slid his hand into Matt, I took a deep hit of poppers and sank down further on the knot dildo. Matt’s rim seat has straps that can be moved to the side instead of a rigid seat, so I spread them out, lowering my ass on the toy. I groaned as it penetrated deeper and looked up at Matt. He was grinning and moaning himself, enjoying the hand in his ass. I kept the machine at the same speed and depth for a while, focused more on watching Rob fist Matt. Rob is an excellent top with a great sense of intuition when he’s inside a guy. I could see that he was navigating the twists and turns of Matt’s ass, driving deeper and deeper into his core. Rob had progressed to the point where he was alternating fists on Matt’s hole. First, the left, then the right, then the left. Matt loved the ride, and his hairy hole was staying nicely opened between his hands. “We should do some poppers,” I said to Matt. He and I both picked up a bottle. Rob shoved a hand in Matt’s ass and held it in place while we both sniffed from our bottle. Then, Rob went back to fisting Matt, going faster this time. Matt was groaning, I was groaning and I was loving it all. While Matt was still on the poppers high, Rob shoved the fingers of one hand in alongside his arm, which was deeply embedded in Matt’s ass. He used those fingers to circle Matt’s hole, expanding it and sending Matt into a frenzy. I had increased the speed of the dildo again and was enjoying its penetration while watching the sexy scene in front of me. As Rob prepared to go wider, I slowed the dildo to a stop. It was deep inside me, and I could flex my ass to send shock waves through my ass, but the motion was getting to be too much. Once I could focus again, I discovered that I could reach Rob’s ass with my right hand if I leaned forward in the rim chair. Rob was startled when he first felt my hand on his ass, but then he moved back to give me better access to his ass and hole. I circled around his hairy hole as he was prepping to give Matt a double fist. My goal wasn’t to distract him too much, but I wanted to treat his hole to a little pleasure, too. Rob slid his second hand in alongside the other, penetrating Matt with both of his hands. Matt’s eyes showed his pleasure at being so well fucked. But he couldn’t take too much and asked Rob to go back to a single hand. When Rob was situated with one hand fucking Matt, I stuck a finger, then two, into Rob’s ass. The knot was still deep in my ass, and my movements to stimulate Rob’s ass also stimulated mine. I wanted another ride, so I pulled out of Rob’s ass, raised myself off the dildo, added more lube, sat down on it again, and started the machine at a slow, steady pace. Then, I went back, this time with better-lubed fingers, and shoved three of them in his ass. He arched his back when I did this, looked back at me, and grinned. He was still fisting Matt. Now, we all had something in our ass and were all enjoying our time together. We fucked around like this for a while until Rob said that he needed to get up. He pulled out of Matt’s ass, leaving behind a beautiful gape, and I removed my fingers from his ass. Matt was resting in the sling, and I decided to get off the fuck machine too. Rob and I went over to the bed and stretched out on it. Matt came over to join us after a while, and we decided to take a refreshment break and take it from there.

Chapter 4 – All Aboard Chapters 1 through 3 tell about a session with Matt, a long-time buddy of mine. He wanted to treat me for my birthday, and it has been a great treat. We partied, fisted, and had me on a fuck machine. Brett joined us first, and then his husband, Chad. Chad just fisted me in the sling, and Brett and Matt are fisting each other on the bed. Chad and I watched the other guys fist each other. It was clear that they were in their own world, each wrapped up in the sensations they were delivering and feeling themselves. While getting my ass worked over is awesome, it’s really arousing to see other guys play in their holes too. “How about a chariot ride?” asked Chad. The other guys paused in their actions as they considered the idea. It sounded fun to me. They agreed and pulled out of each other’s holes. We all decided that Matt would fist Chad and me; Brett was going to watch for a while. Who knew how long it would take Brett to get involved? So, Chad and I got on all fours with our asses facing Matt. I was on the right, and Chad was on the left. Matt started to add lube to his hands while Brett applied some Slam Dunk to our holes. First, Matt wanted to sink his hand into Chad. Chad told us that he doesn’t bottom often and would need some time to be opened up. Matt began sliding some fingers in Chad’s ass, eliciting some moans from him. Not to be outdone, Brett began to mimic the activities on my ass. My hole was way more ready than Chad’s, so Brett slipped in quickly. He leisurely fisted me while he watched Matt open up Chad’s hole. Matt took his time getting Chad ready. He used all four fingers on him to let him adjust to the sensation of being filled and then added his thumb. He didn’t go all the way in; rather, he told Chad to let him know when he was ready to take it all. It didn’t take long for Chad to say, “Stick it in me,” and Matt slid in up to his knuckles. More maneuvering was required to get Matt buried in Chad’s ass. Matt knew he’d be able to fist me deep pretty quickly, but he’d need to go slower on Chad. Once they were comfortable, Matt pushed Brett’s hand away from my ass. Brett left my hole and moved around to the front of us. I grabbed his cock and stuck it in my mouth, working it over with my tongue and lips. At the same time, Matt sunk his hand into my ass, slipping it in with ease. Now, he was fisting both of us. Chad looked over at me sucking on Brett’s cock and smiled again. I let Brett’s dick out of my mouth and leaned towards Chad so we could kiss. It’s so connecting when you have a guy filling both asses, and the guys are making out at the same time. We must have been kissing for a while because I felt Brett’s cock on my cheek. Chad and I started sucking Brett, both of us working his dick while we got fisted. Matt was going deep on me. I hoped he was being gentler on Chad, but I figured Chad would say something if he needed a break. In unspoken agreement, Chad and I both moved back from Brett’s cock. The position was not conducive to long-term sucking, and we needed to focus on what Matt was doing. Chad and I settled in for a nice fisting from Matt. Brett had moved away, and we later found out that he was eating Matt’s hole while he was fisting ours. When I proposed a fist train, they all agreed. Chad’s ass needed a short break, so he was at the rear of the train. He was fisting me again. I was fisting Brett, who was fisting Matt. It was awesome to be taking and giving a fist at the same time. After a while, we moved Matt to the back so that he was now fisting Chad, who’d had a little time to recover. Brett was getting fisted but had no one to fist. We rotated through so that we all got a chance to be in each position. Eventually, legs got tired, and we had to break it up. They had all gone deep inside me again, and even though my legs were tired, my ass was ready for more. Once we were all disconnected, we collapsed on the bed. Brett wanted to smoke more, so he pulled out the pipe that Chad had brought and fired it up. Their stuff was good, so I only needed a few hits to revive my high. As we passed the pipe, we were also fondling and stroking each other. The constant contact was exhilarating and got me excited for more play. We also had some more beverages, this time without any G. I wanted to get Chad in the sling. The idea of seeing this hairy behemoth with his legs spread wide and his hole open to the world was exciting for me. He got in and settled in. I sat on the chair at the foot of the sling and took in the view. His hairy hole looked amazing, with the lube matting all the hair down around it. I lubed up and used fingers from both hands to probe his hole. He had been fisted in the chariot and the train, but I still had not been inside him. This time, it was my turn. I looked up at him to see if he was ready for my hand. He nodded, and I slipped my hand inside his ass. His hole was warm and ready. He took my hand easily, and I was in just past my wrist. I flexed my hand around inside him and used my fingers to travel across the walls of his ass. I also added in some twisting motion, enjoying watching his hairs glide through the lube on my arm. Once we had settled into a comfortable position, I began some back-and-forth motions. Never pulling all the way out, I would let my knuckles expand his hole as I pulled back. I rubbed across his prostate several times, each time prompting a moan to escape from his lips. Remembering what he did to my ass, I told him that I wanted him to ride my arm. I stood up and braced my arm against my stomach since he would probably be putting a good amount of force into sliding on my arm. Once we were in a good position, Chad braced his feet on the frame and started to swing the sling, sliding his ass back and forth on my arm. He started out with a small swing but worked up to a pretty intense depth. He even pulled far back a few times, causing my hand to leave his hole. The repeat insertions always got him groaning with pleasure, so the next time he did it, I made a fist with my hand. When he tried to slide back down, he realized what I had done. He grinned at me and picked up the poppers. After taking a few good huffs, he pushed down, and my fist popped into his ass. This caused a serious amount of groaning and flexing, with him really riding my arm. He pulled back to take my fist a few more times before he finally collapsed back with my arm deep inside him. “Sit down”, he told me. When I went to sit, I discovered that one of the other guys had put a dildo on the chair. One of them was holding it, and I maneuvered my hole to the tip of the toy and started to slide down. Fuck, this was the knot dildo from earlier! When I got to the knot, I took a deep breath and pushed my ass out, and easily took the knot. When Chad saw me sitting on the chair, he said, “Cool, now we’re both fucked.” His evil grin was everything to me. I continued to fist Chad and grind my ass on the dildo. It was attached to the seat with a suction cup, so I could swivel my ass around on it and move up and down. The up-and-down movement was more difficult with my fist in Chad, so I focused on more side-to-side motions. It was fun to be fisting someone and have a huge dildo in my own hole. Chad was tiring out. He asked me to pull out and said that he doesn’t get fisted very often. “Fuck that; I think that’s only the second or third time I’ve seen you take a fist,” exclaimed his husband. Chad was quite good at it, regardless. I broke the suction on the dildo so that it would stay inside when I stood up. It was long, so the feeling was intense when I was standing with it embedded in my ass. I helped Chad out of the sling and then wrapped him in a big hug. “Thank you for this,” I whispered in his ear. We walked over to the bed and cuddled together. After a bit, Chad said that he and Brett needed to leave. We tried to get them to stay and play more, but it was late, and they had things to do in the morning. They had bothered Ubered over so they could go home together. Before leaving, Brett pulled two twenty-dollar bills out of his wallet and handed them to Matt. I thought it was thanks for the drinks and supplies, but it served another purpose. They left and Matt and I hung out on the bed for a bit. He decided to put me back on the rim seat with a different, bigger dildo on it. Of course, the knot was still in me, so he slowly pulled it out of my ass. Then, he got the machine set up under the chair, loaded it up with a new dildo, and I sat on it. Matt held onto the remote to control the fuck. He started out slow, but I knew that there was lots more to come.

Chapter 3 – Enter Chad Chapters 1 and 2 recount a session with my friend Matt. We partied, and then he fisted me. He had me riding a fuck machine when Brett joined us. Brett also fisted me, and they have me back in the sling, getting worked over by the fuck machine. Brett’s husband, Chad, is on his way to join us. We took a small break while we waited for Chad to arrive. They stopped the fuck machine, but the dildo on it was still inside my ass. Matt went and got some drinks for all of us, and we were just hanging out and talking as we waited. Since I was still in the sling, Matt gave me a cup with a lid and straw so I could easily drink the liquid he provided. They both had plastic tumblers. I was pretty parched from the exertion and quickly drank what was in my cup. After a while, I started to feel that ethereal, swirly feeling. “Was there some G in that?” I asked Matt. He nodded and told me that he wanted me to be at my peak horniness all weekend. He was definitely achieving that. I realized that I was swinging the sling back and forth so that I could ride the dildo. When they stopped the fuck machine, they made sure that the dildo was deep in my ass. Now, I was using the sling to move back and forth on the toy. Brett saw what I was doing and laughed as he grabbed the remote. I squirted some more J Lube on the toy, and around my ass, then he turned the machine on. It was a slow but deep pace that he set. I was enjoying it a lot and was wrapped up in my own feelings when I next looked over at the two of them on the bed. Brett was on all fours, and Matt had his hand in Brett’s ass. I was pleased to see that Brett’s hole was surrounded by some hair. His ass was mostly smooth otherwise, but he had a nice patch right around his hole. I love a hairy hole since it looks so awesome as the hairs drag through the lube on a cock, toy, or fist. They were doing this to put on a show for me, too, so I sat up as much as I could in the sling to enjoy the show. Brett’s phone pinged. “He’s here,” he said when he read the message. Matt pulled out, wiped off his hand, and went down the hall to answer the door. Brett grabbed a nearby dildo, lubed it up, and shoved it in his ass. He was fucking his ass with it when Matt returned with Chad. Chad took in the surroundings, and I took in Chad. He was taller than all of us and very well-built. He was hairy all over, had a dense beard, and a nice-looking cock. His hairy chest was well-defined and narrowed down to that hot V shape as it got closer to his dick. He was uncut and looked to be well hung. He walked over to Brett and bent forward to kiss him, showing us his firm, hairy ass. Fuck, he was hot! “Thanks for inviting me over. Looks like you boys have been having some fun.” We were having fun, and I got the impression that it was about to be amped up to be even more fun. Chad trailed his fingers down Brett’s chest, gave the dildo in his ass a tug, and chuckled. Next, he walked over to the sling and took in the fuck machine plowing my ass. “You like that?” he asked. I nodded. “How about the real thing?” I nodded again. Matt turned the machine off and then slid it away from the sling. My hole was gaping and dripping lube. “So fucking hot,” Chad muttered as he slid his cock into me. It went in easily. He slid all the way in and held it there. He looked down at me and said, “You ready to be fucked and bred?” Again, I could only nod my agreement. This hairy stud was going to leave his cum in my ass, and I was excited to find out what else he wanted to do with me. He was grinding his cock into my ass, not really moving in and out much. He was using my ass to massage his cock. I flexed my ass to add to the massage. “This ass is hungry,” he growled. With that, he started to move in and out, slowly at first, then he picked up speed. He varied the speed and depth, and I moved around in the sling to give him some different angles. At one point, he suggested I do some poppers. Always happy to oblige, I took a few snorts from the bottle and prepared for the rush. When it hit, I moved down a bit in the sling to give him better access to my ass. I also reached down and spread my ass. Feeling his pubes crashing against my hole was sexy, and I was squirming around as he pounded me. He was fucking at a fast pace and was covered in sweat. He looked so hot as he mercilessly drove his cock in and out of my ass. Chad slowed down as he saw that the poppers were wearing off. He fucked me gently now, just moving his cock in smaller motions. Soon, he asked me if I wanted his load. I told him to breed my ass. “Do some poppers now, and then I’ll flood your ass with cum”. Fuck, he knew how to turn me on! I grabbed the poppers and greedily sucked in the fumes. Chad went animalistic on my ass then, pounding me with no stopping and no relief. Then he cried out, “I’m gonna cum!” before driving his cock as deep in me as he could. I could feel the spasming of his dick as he dumped his load into me. There were a few good squirts, and he kept moving his cock around as he distributed the cum throughout my ass. He looked down at me and said, “That was great!” I told him that I agreed. Chad slowly pulled his cock out of my ass. Lube and cum leaked out of my hole before Brett shoved a butt plug in me. “Let’s let that cum steep in your ass”, he growled. That was fine with me. Once Chad had recovered, he said that he wanted to get spun. Matt pulled out the pipe, and Chad asked, “Do you guys slam?” Matt said we did, and Chad pulled out his kit. He had a few points ready and started to prep. Meanwhile, Matt produced some points that he had prepared for the two of us. Chad was going to self-admin, and they decided that Matt would then take care of me since Chad wanted to be fisting me while we were both rushing from the T. I didn’t hear how Brett and Matt were going to manage, but I knew they would be OK. Matt came over to me with the necessary items and prepared my arm. The plan was that he would release it into me right after Chad did his slam. That way, Chad would be ready to fist me while he was still rushing, and I had just been slammed. So, Chad did his point, coughed, and then started lubing his hands. His hands and arms were covered in dark hair, which I find very sexy. Just after he finished, Matt sunk the plunger on my point, filling my body with T. I coughed a few times and then started to push my ass out, visibly inviting Chad inside. He put his hand at my ass, and I slid down a little in the sling to swallow him up to his wrist. We were both flying from the slams, and he pulled out and entered me with his fist. He went in deep, getting about half of his thick and hairy arm inside me. When he pulled back, I could see the hair on his arm was all matted down with lube. Chad was really intense when he was fisting me. I enjoyed watching him focus on my ass as he was sending amazing sensations through my body. With the amount of drugs floating through my body, it was difficult to focus on anything by my ass and how amazing it felt. When Chad looked up at me, his sparkling blue eyes at pinpoints, and smiled, I melted back onto his hand, letting him get even deeper into my ass. He was well into my colon, using his fingers to rub and massage there. His hand felt amazing inside me, and I just wanted to get him in deeper and deeper. I was using my muscles to expand my ass so that he could go as deep as he wanted. “Fuck, I’m in up to my elbow!” he said, excitedly. I could only smile as he probed my depths. He was as deep, if not deeper, than anyone had even been in my ass. This hot, hairy, handsome stud was fisting me, and all I wanted to do was open my ass for him. I looked over at the bed and saw Brett’s hand buried in Matt’s ass. Matt was hanging his ass off the side of the bed, and Brett was on the floor, driving his hand in and out of Matt’s hairy hole. Looking down, I saw that Brett was sitting on a dildo, too, moving up and down on it as he plowed Matt’s hole. That meant that Chad was the only one who didn’t have anything in his ass. I looked down at him and said, “You should have your ass filled now too.” I didn’t know if he was versatile, but he agreed and said, “Tell me what you want to put in me.” I pointed to a medium-sized butt plug, and Chad picked it up and passed it to me, along with the lube. I lubed up the plug, but Chad would need to pull out of my ass so that I could insert this plug in him. We agreed that he would pull out of me, come to the head of the sling, and bend over so that I could shove the plug in him. So, he slowly moved out of my ass and then stood up. It took a moment for him to get his bearings before he walked up to the head of the sling. His cock was all shiny with lube and cum from earlier, and then he turned around to present his ass to me. It was a glorious ass. Two firm globes covered in a dark coating of hair. He reached back and spread his cheeks, exposing his sweet hole, which was ringed with even more hair. I placed the plug at his opening and told him to suck it in. He leaned back, and the plug slid into him. I twisted it around to ensure that it was properly seated, and I also got to enjoy looking at his ass some more. Once we were satisfied, he went back to the chair. He added more lube to his hand and told me that his fists were going in. I nodded my agreement, and he inserted his left fist into my ass. Chad spent a bit of time moving his left fist through my ass. Then, he pulled it out and quickly shoved in his right fist. This was his dominant hand, and it’s always surprising when I can tell the difference in size. This was a case where the size variance was obvious! He pulled the right fist out, put the left one in, and so on. He was punchfisting my ass, and I was begging for more. He slowed down on the insertions and went for more depth each time. He was able to get each one of his fists in me to my second hole, but a fist wasn’t going to maneuver the bend. Chad stood up then. He told me that he wanted me to fuck myself on his arm. Fuck yeah! This is always fun since I get to control the action. I hooked my feet around the sling's uprights and used those to swing myself back and forth. Chad held his arm out in front of him and let me slide onto it. He also added some more lube while he was standing there, which made everything more slippery. I considered doing some poppers when Brett said, “Make him do some poppers!” I didn’t know which of us he was referring to, so I picked up the bottle and offered it to Chad. He took a few hits and passed it to me. I did a short hit in each nostril, then took a deep huff, which I held for as long as possible. The purple eye was back! This time, there was a fist right in front of me that I could slide in and out of my ass. I rocked back and forth a bit, but I really wanted to feel those long, deep strokes that come when my ass is fully open and available. So, I drew back until Chad’s hand was barely inside me, then slowly pushed myself forward on his arm. I was so aroused that I kept pushing even when he reached my second hole. I shifted a little to my right to let his hand pass through. Chad sensed what was happening and extended his fingers out from the fist. His fingers passed through the curve and were back in my colon. I took some time flexing my ass and writhing around on his fingers, letting them stroke all my inner walls. He, too, was flexing some, and the feelings were magical. Spun on out T and G, with poppers controlling my brain, I rode those fingers like the ass pig I am. When the poppers rush wore off, I moved off Chad’s arm. He sat back down on the sling, jerking back up a little when he hit the plug that was still in his ass. We gazed at each other and smiled, knowing that something special had just happened between us. I looked over at the bed and motioned for Chad to turn around. Matt and Brett had navigated themselves into a position where they could each fist the other. That gave me an idea about making a fist train.

Chapter 2 –Machine, Man, Machine Chapter 1 describes a birthday celebration with Matt. He and I have played together a lot, and he is giving me a special weekend session that he controls. He slammed me earlier, fucked me with a dildo, then his hand. Now, he’s added a booty bump to my ass and is waiting while it melts. I was on the sling, feeling the sweet burning of a melting shard deep in my ass. I could already feel some of the effects of the additional T but I had no idea how big this shard was, so it could be melting for a lot longer. Matt was working the apps, and seemed to have found someone interested in joining us. “This guy wants to come over, but it’ll be a while,” he said. “We’ve got all weekend”, I replied. “Yeah, but your ass is already opened up, and I want it to stay that way. I’ve got a few other guys I’m talking to, so I can’t give it the attention it needs.” “I could shove a dildo or butt plug up there,” I suggested. “Or, you could use the fuck machine,” Matt pondered. He went over to his rim chair and set up the fuck machine right under the seat. He picked out a nice-sized dildo, lubed it up, and attached it to the machine. Then, he helped me out of the sling and walked me over to the machine. I sat down on the rim seat and took the tip of the dildo into my ass. This toy was bigger than the knot dildo, but it was smooth all the way down. It would certainly stretch my opening when it got deep into my ass. We got the machine angled properly, and Matt turned it on. By now, the shard had dissolved completely, and I was feeling the effects of all the T. Matt placed a bottle of poppers near me but told me I could only use them when he told me to. The well-lubed dildo was driving deep into me, but I could rise a little on the rim seat to control the depth. Matt had it set to a relatively slow speed, and it felt good as it steadily fucked my needy ass. Matt went back to the bed and picked up his phone. I was sitting on the rim seat, taking the dildo in my ass and enjoying myself. “Poppers,” Matt commanded. I obligingly picked up the brown bottle and took two deep hits. I recapped it and put it down. When they hit, I sunk all the way down on the rim seat, letting the dildo go deeper into my ass. At the same time, Matt used the wireless controller to increase the speed of the machine, so I was now getting fucked faster and deeper than before. It felt amazing, and I started to push my ass even further down on the dildo as it rose into me. “Again”, growled Matt. I knew that he meant more poppers, and I knew that meant that I was going to go wild on the dildo. Two more deep hits, and I was in heat. The glowing purple poppers eye was all that I could see, and I reached down to spread my ass even more as the machine pumped the toy into my ass. At one point, I lifted my feet off the floor so that the dildo could go even deeper, but it was hard to stay stable that way. But the dildo was pummeling my ass, and I was determined to ride it long and hard. “OK, pig. That dildo needs more lube”, said Matt. He came over to the rim seat, stopped the fuck machine, and had me get up. I just leaned forward so that he could apply more lube to the dildo so my ass was exposed. Matt put some lube on the toy and then shoved a few fingers in my ass. “Yeah, this hole is getting ready for a lot of action”, he said. Then, he put one hand on my shoulder and used the other to stabilize the dildo. He lowered me onto the toy and started it up again. This time, I made sure that my ass was as far down in the rim seat as it could be so that I could take as much of the dildo in me as possible. Matt had me do more poppers before he walked away. He told me that he was going to the kitchen and would be back. But, before he left, he pointed out the camera that was aimed at my ass, telling me that he’d know if I got off the dildo at any point. I think he knew I had no desire to stop, but the thrill of being in control and knowing that he was watching turned him on. “Poppers,” demanded Matt as he walked out the door. I took two snorts again and went into the poppers haze, with all my focus on the activity in my ass. When I came out of it, I was leaning up against that wall behind the rim seat with my legs in the air, letting my ass sink down even more as the toy mercilessly pounded my ass. I sat that way for a while, letting the dildo deep into my ass. This toy was quite thick, so it was also stretching out my hole. Hopefully, there would be a lot more things going in it so I wanted the access to be as easy as possible. While Matt was away, he increased the speed of the fuck machine again. At this point, it was really giving my ass a workout. I did some more poppers again and spread my ass wide, letting the fuck machine plumb my deepest areas. When I came down from the poppers, I realized that Matt was back in the room, watching me. He had two glasses in his hands, and he handed me one and said, “Drink this.” I knew that there was some G in the drink and happily swallowed it down. I didn’t need the G to make me any more relaxed or piggy, but I was up for anything. Matt let the machine fuck me some more, giving the G time to take effect. I started to feel like all that mattered was getting my ass filled and stretched in any way possible. My hole was well lubricated by the dildo, and I was now stretching it open even more by sticking a few fingers from each hand in alongside the dildo. Matt was clearly liking what he was seeing and was varying the speed of the dildo from his remote. Matt’s phone pinged with a message, and he left the room after reading it. He had left the fuck machine on at a pretty high speed, and I was riding the wave of sensation in my ass when he returned with another guy. The new guy was named Brett. He was naked except for a cock ring that attached to a harness around his chest. He was handsome, looked to be in his 40s, and had a smooth, well-defined chest and a nice hefty cock. His cock was surrounded by a nice bush, and his balls were hanging low. Brett watched me for a while, so I decided to put on a show for him. I leaned back against the wall and lifted my legs again so that he could see the dildo plundering my ass. I spread my ass open with my hands and used my fingers to stroke alongside the dildo. Based on Brett’s cock’s reaction, he liked what he was seeing. He walked over and checked out my hole, running his fingers along the perimeter while the dildo was still fucking me. “Oh yeah, this will be fun,” he commented. Matt and Brett decided to blow some clouds while I was getting plowed. They were doing some shotgunning, too, and shared some with me. Between the slam, the booty bump, the G, and the poppers, I was up for anything. Once they were feeling good, Brett walked over to me again. His cock was leaking some precum, so I leaned forward to take him into my mouth. This put my ass at a totally new angle and let the dildo probe new areas. I groaned as I sucked in his cock. I licked and sucked him for a while until he said that he wanted to fist me. Brett handed the remote to Matt so that he could control the machine while Brett lubed up his hands. When he was ready, he told Matt to stop the machine so that we could remove the dildo. I thought he wanted me in the sling, so I moved to get up. “Nope. Stay where you are,” ordered Brett. Then, Matt moved the fuck machine out of the way, and Brett laid down on the floor, putting his hand in the air under the rim seat. “Ride my arm,” directed Brett. I was happy to obey. I lowered my ass onto his waiting hand. He had it in the duck position but had switched over to a fist. His hand was bigger than either of Matt’s, but my open ass was ready for anything. As I slid down, he twisted his fist around inside me. I kept going down, taking as much of his arm as I could. Once I bottomed out, he told me to fuck myself on his arm. I raised my ass up, and then lowered it down again. Each time that I went down on his arm, I pushed out so that I could take more of him in me. His hand felt amazing inside me. There’s always something special about taking a fist from a new guy. I looked down at Brett, and he was clearly enjoying himself too. When I was fully impaled on Brett’s arm, Matt put his hand on my shoulder to hold me in place. With his other hand, he placed the poppers under my nose. I closed the other nostril and took three deep hits. I knew things would get wild when they hit, so I grabbed the bars on either side of the rim chair and started to ride Brett’s arm. Now, I was twisting and moving around as I slid up and down on his hand. He was getting deep inside me on each down stroke, and I was letting his fist leave my ass on the up stroke. This meant that he entered my ass again and again as I was enjoying the flush from the poppers. Coupled with the T and G, my ass was needy beyond belief. I looked down and saw that a lot of fluid had leaked out of my cock. I didn’t know if I had an orgasm or if this was just a lot of precum, but it was exciting either way. The liquid was dripping through my jock and forming a puddle on the floor. Matt fed me some more poppers as I was coming down from the initial rush. Damn, my ass felt astounding! I was taking a new guy’s fist and was totally focused on the sensations inside my hole. I rode Brett for all I was worth. Eventually, I slowed down and finally just sat on his fist, lodging it deep inside me. Brett was exploring around a bit and working on my second hole. This position was not ideal for that sort of penetration, so I suggested we move back to the sling. They helped me up and walked me over to the sling. Matt had me step out of my jock. Once they got me situated, Brett sat on the chair at the base of the sling and started to massage my gape. Matt walked over to the bed and returned with a freshly filled pipe and the torch. He had me blow a few clouds, then fed some more to Brett. He, of course, smoked some more, too. Brett, meanwhile, had lubed up his hands again. He placed his fist at my hole and leaned forward to drive his hand into my ass. After all the earlier work, it went in smoothly. He opened his hand once he was deep inside and started looking for the bend that would let him go deeper. I was moaning in ecstasy as he worked over my ass and gasped when he finally moved past the curve. He kept slowly crawling his fingers forward, getting deep inside my colon. It felt amazing, and he looked excited by what he was doing. He spent a good bit of time inside my deepest areas. He would pull back, never taking his hand all the way out, before pushing back in again. He was slow and deliberate with his movements since he knew that some suction had likely built up inside me. This was a guy who knew how to use a fist on an ass! He pulled his hand all the way out after probing my colon. Now, he placed his other hand at my hole. This one was fisted, too, and it was his larger, dominant hand. My ass wrapped around his fist as it slid into me. I was flexing my ass with the pleasure that I was feeling, and my cock again pumped out a load of fluid. Matt was there to lick it up and then sucked my cock into his mouth, eking out the last few drops. Brett extracted his right hand and plunged in again with his left. He alternated hands like this for a while. At one point, he sunk one of his hands in and commanded me to snort some poppers. I was seriously fucked up at this point, and the poppers just made me piggier. Once they hit and he started pounding my ass with both hands, I was yelling for him to wreck my ass. Eventually, Brett said that he was tiring out. Matt suggested that he bring the fuck machine over to the sling, and they could watch me get fucked by it. Brett agreed, and they brought the machine to the base of the sling. A larger dildo was put on it this time, and this one had some bumps and ridges on it. It took a bit of adjustment to get it set to the best angle for fucking me, but they got it done. Once we were all satisfied with the setup, they moved back to the bed and watched me get deeply fucked by the toy on the machine. They were smoking, too, and I was happy to put on a show for them. Brett ended up sitting on Matt’s face, getting his ass rimmed while watching me get mine fucked. Then Brett said, “Damn, my husband would love this.” “Invite him over,” I replied. Matt grunted his approval, so Brett called his husband and told him to join us. While he was on the phone, he was still getting rimmed by Matt, and I was still getting plowed by the fuck machine.

I’ve gotten together with Matt on lots of occasions. We’ve gotten to know each other’s likes and dislikes and have fun pushing each other’s boundaries. Matt wanted to do something special for my birthday. He asked if I’d be open to having him set up a weekend where we partied, and then he could use me however he wanted. He also said he would try to get some other guys to come over. Of course, I was up for that. He told me to prepare for a weekend with my legs in the air and my hole gaping open. Before heading to Matt’s place on Friday, I did a good cleanout. I shaved my balls and trimmed up a bit around my dick, but I left the hair on my ass alone. I like shaving my balls since it lets me wear a cock ring with less worry about getting hairs caught in, and the minor trim on my bush just makes things look better. Matt likes my hairy ass, so I was definitely keeping that. Matt and I are both hairy. Matt has a dense thicket of fur on his chest, legs, arms, and some on his back. His ass, though, is a marvelously hairy beast. There is hair everywhere, and it gets denser as you near his hole. I really like the way the hair on his back melts into the hair on his ass. It tapers down as it goes down his back, getting almost to a point before it spreads out again to cover his ass. It looks amazing! I have a moderate amount of hair on my chest. Like I said, I trim my bush and shave my balls, but that’s all the manscaping I do. Matt doesn’t do any trimming, and his fur is lush and wonderful. There’s not much hair on my back, but my ass is covered in a light coating of fuzz. My hole is hairy, too. I had on my orange jockstrap under my clothes since Matt told me that this was a “no holes barred” weekend. This way, guys would know I was up for anything. It was likely that I’d strip down to my jock as soon as I got in Matt’s house, and I was wondering what (if anything) he would be wearing when I arrived. My excitement level was high as I got on the Uber to his house. I could have driven myself, but I thought I might not want to drive home, so this seemed easier. Also, since I didn't need to focus on driving, I could let my mind run rampant with thoughts about the weekend. The driver dropped me off, and I walked into Matt’s house. He told me to go ahead and just come in and make myself comfortable. There was a card on the table with my name on it. It was a sexy birthday card from Matt, with a note telling me to head down the hall to the playroom when I was ready. I stripped down to my jockstrap and went down to the last room on the left. It’s Matt’s playroom, and I’ve been there many times. The main feature is the sling, but he also has a fuck bench, rim seat, plus a TV, bed, a few chairs, and the regular lineup of lubes, toys, and poppers. Matt was on the bed, wearing a red jockstrap and harness. He was texting someone, sitting back and had his legs bent, showing me the entrance to his sweet hairy ass. He smiled at me and said, “Good to see you. Get in the sling.” I did as requested, positioning my feet in the stirrups and adjusting the pillow behind my head. He let me settle in and hang there for a bit. My ass was hungry, so I reached down and started fingering my hole. “OK, pig, you’re going to get that hole worked over this weekend,” Matt said, laughing at my neediness. “But first, we gotta get you spun.” I thought we’d smoke or maybe do a booty bump, but Matt had a different idea. When he came over to the sling, he had two prepared rigs in his hands. He put one down and said, “That’s for later,” before telling me to stick out my arm. He put a tourniquet on and raised a vein. We’ve slammed before, so he knows where my good spots are. Then, he swabbed it down with a wipe and got ready to point me. “You ready?” he asked. I nodded, and he stuck me, got a register, and then pushed down the plunger. He took off the tourniquet, and I raised my arm in the air. The rush was coming, and I coughed a few times. Matt had moved to the base of the sling and picked up a dildo. He slid the lubed toy into my ass, eliciting a groan of approval and appreciation from me. This wasn’t the largest of the toys that we played with, but it was a good size to start the stretching. Matt is very good at fucking me with a dildo. He’d pull it back and forth, sometimes taking it all the way out but usually keeping it inside me. He was twisting it around and would shake it to send vibrations down my ass. Now, he pulled this dildo out and picked up one with a knot in it. He shoved it in up to the knot quickly, but the knot wasn’t passing through my hole. “Take some poppers,” he commanded. I picked up the bottle, still rushing from the slam, and took two deep hits. When I put the bottle down, Matt gave the dildo another shove, and it slid all the way inside me. Fuck, this felt amazing! The slam, plus the poppers, plus the huge dildo in my ass made me into a happy pig. Matt slowly extracted the dildo from my ass. The next thing to go in was his hand. He lubed up both hands and placed his left at my hole. He used his other hand to pull me onto his hand. Once his knuckles had breached my hole, he eased up in the pressure and let me get used to the invasion. He’s fisted me enough that he knows what I like, and he was going to deliver it to me today. He was flexing and twisting his hand around, just inside the entrance. This gives me a nice stretch and prepares me for the deeper work I was sure would come around. Once he had played at the level for a bit, he used a twisting motion to delve further into my ass. His hand slid to my second hole, and he kept it in place for a while. At that depth, he was just flexing his hand a little bit, but the sensations in my ass were much more pronounced. Matt’s fingers started to probe through the bend, taking them into my colon. This is the wildest sensation. He told me to use some poppers, and once they had taken effect, he slid more of his hand through the bend and deep into my bowels. Once there, the smallest movements of his sent seismic vibrations through me. Looking down, I could see a bump in my stomach, showing where his hand was. It felt amazing and was so stimulating to know that my ass was completely receptive to his hand. Now, he began to remove his hand. He took his time, twisting and flexing on the way out so that I would always know exactly where his hand was in my ass. When he got to the widest part of his hand, he quickly withdrew it from my ass, leaving me empty and wanting more. Now, he picked up a shard to shove in my ass. On top of the recent slam, this would send me soaring. He used four fingers from his hand to slide the shard into my ass. I felt the familiar burn as it started to melt and work its way into my bloodstream. Once I was bumped, Matt walked over to the bed and picked up his phone again, checking the apps to see what was happening.

Chapter 10 – My Master’s Pleasure Chapters 1 through 9 describe a day I agreed to be a slave for my buddy, Doug. He’s made sure that I’m partied up and has fucked, fisted, and used toys on my ass. There have been some other guys over, too. Andy and Tim just left after some serious ass work. I have two loads in my ass and am digesting a load of chempiss from Tim. “Ah, slave, your ass is all mine for the rest of the day.” That sounded great to me. Even though playing with new guys is fun and exciting, there’s something special about being used by a guy I’ve known and trusted for a long time. I knew Doug would take good care of me, as he has done through this whole role-play. “First, we gotta smoke some more.” I ensured the pipe was ready and then fired up the torch, melting the product into a nice cloud for my master. I handed him the pipe, and he inhaled. He handed it back to me and nodded for me to take in my own cloud We did this for a while, getting higher and hornier as we went. I was playing with my hole by now and ready for more action. “OK, let’s get that ass back in the sling,” he growled. I was happy to comply and eagerly got into the sling and spread my legs wide with my feet in the stirrups. A sling is great for fisting since it presents my ass in an easily accessible manner. Doug sat on the stool and nodded approvingly at my gaping hole. I could tell that my ass was puffy and open, but I reached down to stroke it, then slid in fingers from both hands to stretch it open. Doug groaned in pleasure seeing me do this. I know he likes it when a guy shows off his hole to him, and my goal was to please my master. While I played around with my hole, Doug was lubing up his hands. My ass was already well lubricated and still had two loads of cum in it. Those were pretty deep inside me, but Doug would be getting there soon. Once he was ready, he placed his fist at my hole and said, “Take it in, slave.” I pushed my ass out to open it more and hooked my feet around the sling stand so that I could pull myself closer to him and take him into me. His fist went in easily, and I kept pulling my body further down on his fist. Fuck, he felt great inside me! I released my feet, and my body weight caused me to swing back on the sling. Doug kept his hand in a fist inside me and let me ride his hand for a while. I would hook my feet around the stand, pull him in, then release my feet and swing back. It was pretty awesome, and it was nice to have some control over the fisting. “Poppers,” growled Doug. On the next swing back, I huffed from the brown bottle again, taking two hits in each nostril. I held the last one while I capped the bottle and put it back on the table. When I exhaled, I pulled my body onto his fist and quickly released my feet. I swung back and then hooked onto the stand again. The poppers filled my brain. All I could see was the glowing, purple eye, and all I could do was ride his fist. I was a spun out, fucked up, ass pig, with pleasing my ass as my main goal. But I was there for Doug’s pleasure. While I had little doubt that he enjoyed seeing me go so wild pleasing my own ass, it was more important that I please my master. Once the poppers were wearing off, I realized he should be in control. “Sorry, master,” I said when I stopped fucking myself on his arm. “Slave, that was so fucking hot. I enjoyed seeing you pleasure yourself. Now, it’s my turn,” he replied. With that, Doug pulled his hand out of my ass. He stroked my hole, murmuring appreciative words about how sexy it looked. I pushed my ass in and out so that he would know that I was pleased with his praise. Doug picked up the Slink again and lubed it up. He easily shoved over half of it into my ass before he encountered some resistance. He pulled it back slightly and then pushed again. Still, he hit some resistance. Once again, he pulled back, and I shifted slightly as he pushed in. He nodded in pleasure as the toy slid all the rest of the way into my ass. Just a little shift in position made all the difference. Now, the Slink was as deep as it could go inside me. Doug took his other hand and used his fingertips to probe around the toy. His fingertips wrapped around the toy, and he used it as a guide to probe my ass. When he got near my second hole, he indicated the poppers. I took a few small hits and then awaited his next action. Once he knew that they had hit my brain, he slid the Slink back while sliding his hand further inside me. Doug had never been this deep in my ass before. Between the Slink and all the chemicals floating around inside me, my ass was open to him in a whole new way. He pulled back a little bit and squirted some lube around his arm, where it entered my hole. The cool liquid was a bit of a shock to me, but he would soon warm it up. He used that lube to make the last bit of his arm disappear into me. He flexed his bicep against my hole to let me know that he was in me up to his elbow. Doug spent some time playing around in my ass while he was at this depth. I was panting heavily and loved seeing how my cock reacted to each twist and turn of his arm inside me. Then, he began to pull out. Fuck, he was taking it really slow, and I had an assgasm. My cock spewed out a load of cum as he was working his way out of my ass. Doug saw this and saw my entire body shudder from the orgasm and chuckled. He knew he had caused this and was pleased to see the effect it had on me. Now, Doug told me that I was taking the Goose dildo again. This one is seriously long and has a huge head. When he fucked me with it the last time, it was really intense. I was probably more open than I was then, but it would still be a challenge. I laid back in the sling, ready for him to shove it up my ass. “Oh no, pig. You’re going to fuck yourself with it while I watch.” This could be interesting. He had me get out of the sling, and we walked over to the bed. He told me that he was going to stand the dildo up on the floor, and I was going to lower myself onto it like I did when I sat on his and Andy’s double dicks earlier. That sounded good to me since I could control the speed and the depth. Doug made me lube up the dildo. While I was greasing it up, he picked up the pipe and torch and blew a few clouds. He shotgunned one to me and told me that I would get more if I was able to take the dildo. That was great motivation for me. Once it was lubed up, we used the suction cup on the bottom to stick it to the concrete floor. It was floppy, so Doug held it up while I positioned my ass over it. “Look at me while you sit on it,” Doug commanded. With him holding the dildo upright, I began maneuvering it into my ass. It took a while with something this big. I needed to move my ass around on it to get it started, but then, with Doug alternately watching my face and shoving his head under my ass, I got the head into my ass. Damn, this fucker is huge! It felt massive in my ass, and I hoped that getting it in a little deeper would let it settle more comfortably. So, I took in a deep breath and worked it in a little more. That helped since the head was no longer stretching my hole but was in the deeper area of my ass. “You get a reward for that,” Doug said. He torched some T in the pipe and, once a nice fog was formed, put the glass cock to my lips. I inhaled and held it as long as I could. When I blew out the cloud, I sank down a bit more on the toy. I groaned in pleasure at the feeling of it going further into my ass. “More clouds if you fuck yourself with it,” Doug told me. With more T as my goal, I lifted my ass up, but kept the toy in my ass. Then, I lowered down onto it again. “All the way off and all the way back in,” Doug commanded. Fuck, he was really making me earn this! It took a few tries, but I did finally get the toy to come all the way out, and then I reversed and sat back down on it. This thing was a massive stretch both on the way in and the way out. He made me do this a few more times before he told me I could get up from my crouched position on the floor and join him on the bed. While he fondled my hole, we smoked some more. I was seriously spun at this point and wasn’t even sure if this extra T would have any effect, but it was still fun to smoke with my master. Now, he wanted me to ride his arm, so he lubed it up and got on the floor, holding his arm upright. I was going to lower myself onto it, like I did with the dildo. Doug would have an up-close view of my ass swallowing his arm this time since he was there on the floor staring up at my ass as I lowered it onto him. He had his hand in a fist, but that was an easy take for me at this point. I sighed as his fist penetrated my hole. I stopped while his hand was at a maximum stretch for me. Then, I watched him watch my ass consume his hand, getting in about half of his forearm. His fist seemed like an easier ride than the Goose, so I was soon sliding up and down on his arm. Damn, he felt great inside me. “Can you do some poppers like this?” Doug asked. I was sure as hell going to try! I leaned against the bed with his hand in my ass and opened the poppers. I knew he wanted a show, so I was determined to give him one. I took one short hit, then a deep one that I held. Once it hit, I slid down on his arm and then rose back up again. My ass was in heaven! The purple poppers eye was back as I ground my ass on his fist. He was already deep inside me, but I felt more of his arm slip in. I kept rising up a little bit, then sliding down while gyrating my ass around his arm. Each time I went down on his arm, more of it slid inside me. Finally, I felt my balls make contact with his arm. He was again in me up to his elbow. I flexed my ass muscles while grinding my ass on his hand. It felt so amazing that I never wanted it to end. Even though the poppers rush was over, I still wanted him deep inside me. I asked if he could keep his hand inside me while I lay back on the bed. He agreed to this, so I slid my back up along the mattress and then leaned back, taking his arm with me. The look of pleasure on Doug’s face told me how excited he was about what we were doing. Once I was on the bed, I held my legs up and back for him. Now, he pounded me with his fist, pulling it out and shoving it in again repeatedly. “Fuck, this is hot. I want you back in the sling,” he snarled. With that, he stopped pummeling my hole and helped me up and over to the sling. He was inside me again as soon as I was in position on the sling. He drove his fist in deep and growled “Poppers” at me. He held still while I snorted. Time for me to show my master how much I enjoyed his efforts. The bottle didn’t even make it back to the table this time; I just tucked it under me on the sling. Doug started to fist me, this time switching hands with each new insertion. I was moaning and groaning with the sensations and spread my ass as wide as possible for him. I looked down at him, and he was in a frenzy, too, so I just laid back and enjoyed the ride. This was the most ass work we’d ever done, both in terms of overall duration and intensity. I was one lucky slave. He ruined my ass. The repeated fists and all the earlier work had my hole wide open. I could feel lube leaking out of it as I lay there in the sling. Doug was sitting on the stool, panting with the effort and stroking my hole. We both took a while to recover until he stood up and walked to the head of the sling. I expected to suck his dick, but he came in for a long and deep kiss. “Great fuckin’ slave,” he said admiringly. I basked in his compliment and simply said, “Thank you. You’re a great fuckin’ master.” We both knew we’d do this role-play again someday, maybe switching up the roles next time.

Chapter 9 – I Thought This Was Paradise Before Chapters 1 through 8 describe a day I agreed to a role-play with my friend, Doug. I was to be his slave, and he could have me do, or do to me, whatever he wanted. Currently, two other guys have joined us, and Adam has just shoved his arm in my ass. Adam’s arm slid into my ass with ease. With all the ass work that had been done on me, plus the T and G, my ass was well opened. He twisted around inside me and then pulled back, going slower on his exit. When his arm was only buried up to his wrist, he pushed back in again. He did this to me a few times before saying, “We need to get him back in the sling.” Then, he pulled all the way out of my ass. Doug suggested we ingest some more T before getting over to the sling. “He likes a good bump,” he told the others. Tim was the one who pulled out a shard and then shoved it up my ass, getting it well buried in me. Then, they started smoking. Of course, clouds were also shotgunned with me as the shard was melting. The burning sensation wasn’t as noticeable this time around, probably because my ass had been so thoroughly used and abused, but the effects were noticed. At one point, Tim went off to the side and returned with four glasses with some drinks in them. No doubt, these were spiked with G. We each gulped them down, enduring the bitter taste for the lack of restraint that would be incurred. When they had smoked enough (and had made me smoke more, along with the bump), we all got up, and they walked me over to the sling. This time, they blindfolded me again. With three guys who could potentially be working my hole, it would be a fun ride. They talked things over a bit before someone sat on the stool. They discussed who would go first and what they might want to do to me. It was hot to know that they were discussing how they were going to go about working over my ass, and I was getting hornier by the minute. Of course, the T and G were contributing to that too. Whoever was at my hole was lubing it up. I felt chunks of Slam Dunk being put in to melt and deeply lubricate me. I could also feel some JLube being injected into my hole. The coolness of this lube was a stark contrast to the heat of my ass. The next thing that entered me was some kind of toy. When the guy had gotten it in, and it expanded to fill my hole completely, I knew it was one of Doug’s Pig Hole plugs. These plugs are hollow, so a cock or fist can go in while my ass is kept at a permanent gape. This one was on the larger side, so it would be interesting to see where this led. Now, a dildo was being inserted. I like toy play, but there’s nothing that compares to a man’s hand, arm, or cock inside me. The dildo was long (not as long as the Slink) and was being used to open me up deep inside. Realistically, it was probably not needed since I was already more open than I had ever been. Next, I felt a cock at my mouth. I opened up and swallowed it down. I think it was Andy that I was sucking this time since I knew it wasn’t Doug, and it didn’t feel the same as when I sucked Tim earlier. Regardless, it was a nice cock and was plumping up in my mouth. Let’s hope he could maintain an erection for a while. I drove my nose all the way down on the cock and nestled it in the pubes. Yeah, I’m pretty sure this is Andy since his pubes smelled and felt different than Tim’s. While I was swallowing his cock like this, he fed me a nice dump of precum. The accompanying groan let me know how good the delivery felt, too. Sucking cock on one end and getting my ass worked on the other was fun. With the Pig Hole in me, the sensations right at my entrance were dulled, but I could still feel the toy plumbing my depths. Whoever was working the toy kept pushing it deeper and deeper into me. We were well past my second hole, and my ass was enjoying the workout. I reached back to pull the guy I was sucking closer to me. When I felt that hairy ass, I knew it was Andy whose dick I was mouthing. My hand lingered on his ass, feeling the sexiness of the fur and knowing that I had recently been rimming his ass. I prodded around for his hole and found that it was still wet from my saliva. I began circling it with my finger, prompting another groan from his and another burst of precum. Damn, he tasted good. There was some bitterness from the T that he had ingested, but his precum was sweet, and I let it linger in my mouth before swallowing it. The guy at my ass was still working the dildo through the Pig Hole. That toy was appropriately named since it made me feel like a pig who was made to give up his hole to anyone for anything. He was now stroking the toy in and out of my ass. I could feel it work through my ass until we reached the Pig Hole; then, the sensations would go away as the toy glided over the silicone toy keeping my hole open and available. I felt another hand on my ass, grabbing the Pig Hole in my ass and twisting it around inside me. Luckily, it was well lubed, as was my ass, so it slid around easily. Next, it was pulled out of my ass, and a hand went in. He was in a little past his wrist and using a twisting motion to drive his hand further into my ass. Pig Hole or not, my ass was a pig hole! I spread my legs a bit more to give him better access, prompting a “Fuck, yeah,” from one of the guys down there. Of course, I kept Andy’s cock in my mouth the whole time, but there were times when my focus drifted away from that in order to focus on what was happening with my ass. While the guy fisting me was working to get deeper into me, another hand was working around the perimeter of my hole. He circled it slowly, sometimes dipping a finger or two into it alongside the arm inside me. This felt amazing, and Andy removed his cock from my mouth, allowing me to really pay attention to what was happening down below. I reached down and spread my ass wider. Of course, reaching down like this also made my ass more open since I spread my legs wider to reach down to my hole. The fingers circling my hole were interacting with mine, rubbing over them and pulling them closer to my hole. This also helped to lube them up. I reached between my legs and shoved two fingers in at the top entrance to my ass. Doug loves it when I do this, and I wanted to give the guys the best access possible. Another drawn-out “Fuuuuck!” told me how much this was appreciated. I pulled my hands back, crossing them behind my head. I couldn’t see anything with the blindfold on, but by raising my head a little bit, I gave them a different pathway into my ass. The guy fisting me was past my second sphincter, and I loved the sensations he was providing. Knowing that three guys were all working over my ass and watching each other was stimulating to me. I turned my head into my armpit and took a few deep inhales of my manstink. The length of time that we had been playing, plus all the drugs, gave my pits a wonderful aroma, which I was enjoying. “Look at that pig sniffing his pits! I’ll give you something to sniff,” said one of the guys (Tim, I think). A hairy and aromatic pit was at my mouth and nose. I nuzzled, licked, sniffed, and enjoyed the heady aroma of a hot, spun guy. When the pit was removed, a hand came down to plug one nostril. “Take a few good snorts,” I was commanded as the poppers bottle was thrust under my nose. I did as requested, holding the last one until I could hold it no longer. Once the poppers hit, the guys at my ass went crazy on it. In addition to the fist firmly embedded in my colon, fingers from two hands were being used on my hole. That guy was really stretching me open, sliding fingers from both hands in alongside the arm that was deep inside me. Between the fist in my colon and the fingers at my ass, I was in pig heaven. “I wanna fuck that ass,” Andy snarled. So, the hand inside me was slowly extracted, flexing and twisting as it was pulled from my ass. Once it was out, Andy entered me with his cock. He was rock hard now, and he happily filled my ass. He fucked me for a while in the sling and then said that he wanted me to sit on his cock. So, they got me out of the sling and walked me over to the bed. I ran into what must have been Andy’s legs, and the other guys guided me up to a point where I could ride him. I grabbed his cock and slid all the way down on it. Andy moaned in pleasure, and I just stayed in place. With his cock embedded in my ass, I used my muscles to massage his dick, enabling him to slide even deeper into my ass. He grabbed the harness and pulled me down to kiss him. I love being fucked and kissed at the same time, and knowing that it was such a sexy and hairy stud made it even better. My head was lifted from Andy’s mouth, and a cock was presented to me. I eagerly took it into my mouth, using my lips and tongue to work it up to a good firmness. While I was doing that, Andy and I had kind of slowed the fucking so that I was kneeling forward with about half of his cock inside me. I felt something else at my hole and assumed that I was about to be double fucked. This has only happened a few times, but it is amazing when it can be pulled off. I pushed back against the new cock, keeping Andy’s inside me. After a few tries, it slid neatly into me alongside the one already in me. The cock in my mouth was abandoned as I rode the waves of pleasure from having two guys inside my ass at the same time. We couldn’t go for big strokes since it was likely that at least one of them would slip out, but we were still able to do some nice fucking. One did slide out a few times, but we always managed to get it back in. Eventually, the second guy pulled out, and Andy maneuvered me so that I was sitting, impaled on his cock. He reached up and removed the blindfold. I could only smile in wonder at the great sensations these handsome men provided me. Slave indeed! I would happily be their sex slave any day. Tim helped me to climb off Andy. I laid back on the bed to catch my breath, and Tim was stroking my body and telling me how much they were enjoying my ass. He soon moved down to finger my hole, remarking on how puffy and sexy it was. With everything that it had been through, I’m sure it was engorged. Andy and Doug were maneuvering around on the bed, and I realized what they were doing. They were each lying back with their cocks next to each other. When they got into position, Doug told me that they wanted me to lower my ass onto both of their cocks, taking them into my ass simultaneously. This would be a new way for me to be double fucked, but I was sure up for the task. Again, Tim helped guide me into position. The other two were lying back, propped up on pillows, but making sure to keep their hard cocks next to each other. Andy was stroking both, and they were glistening with lube. Tim positioned me so that I was facing Andy but would be sitting down on both cocks this time. He told me that he would help support me as I lowered my ass onto the waiting dicks. First, I rubbed my ass against their cocks, teasing them and myself. This would be intense, so I wanted to prolong the scene as much as possible. I let each of their cocks slide into me as I did this but didn’t go for the double right away. When I was ready, I nodded to Andy, and he made sure that their cock heads were lined up right next to each other. Then, I slowly lowered myself onto their hard cocks. Just getting them in was a challenge. It was both a stretch for me and a logistics challenge for them. They needed to keep their cocks together as I slid down on them. Andy was holding them together for me, but he needed to keep moving his hands out of the way as I moved down this pillar of cock. Once the heads were in, I could slide down more easily. As soon as I bottomed out on their dicks, I heard Doug say, “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” as his cock spasmed in my ass. He shot a nice load alongside Andy’s dick. It wasn’t long after that that his softening cock slid out of my ass. Now, I was riding Andy again, but this time, there was a load of cum to make my ass even more slippery than it was earlier. I reached back and spread my ass a little bit more, which enabled his cock to slide further into me. Then, I started to ride him, moving up and down on his sweet cock, letting it plumb my depths. It wasn’t long until Andy was also filling my ass with his load. He held me down as I felt his orgasm in my ass. He held me there for a while, just enjoying the sensation of being buried in my ass. I flexed my muscles a little bit to coax the last of his load out but was cautious not to expel him until he was ready. When he started to pull out, I slid up to let him out of my ass. Doug helped me lay back on the bed, panting in ecstasy. “Good slave,” Doug said. “Oh yeah, he’s a great slave bottom,” Andy agreed. Tim was just watching me and smiling from ear to ear. “I can’t cum, but I can feed you my piss,” Tim suggested. I nodded, and he moved up so that I could suck his soft cock into my mouth. I didn’t want to really suck him since I wanted his piss, so I just lightly mouthed his dick. Soon, he started to dribble out some piss. It was tart, with the T and G we had ingested earlier mixed in with his other fluids. There wasn’t a ton, but I swallowed every drop and kept nursing his cock to get all of it into me. I knew that this would help keep me spun and flying. When Tim pulled his dick out of my mouth, he spun around and fed me his sweet ass again. His hairy hole was great to rim, and I gave it my best, but I was pretty wiped out. They all realized we needed to take a break, so he moved off my face, and we all relaxed on the bed. Tim and Andy decided to head out, so they eventually got up and went upstairs with Doug. When Doug returned, I was dozing. He said, “Wake up, slave. Your ass is all mine for the rest of the day.”

Chapter 8 – Who’s Next? In Chapters 1 through 7, I recount a role-play that I was engaged in with my friend, Doug. He wanted me to be his slave for the day. I started out with some cleaning, but he was really looking for me to be his sex slave. We’re in his playroom and have used the sling and St Andrews cross extensively. Most recently, he’s pegged me with a strap-on while I was bound to the cross. Now, I’m in the sling again, unbound but still blindfolded. Doug took some pics of my ruined ass and then got up and wandered away. I heard him move slowly across the room and the sound of him settling in on the bed. He had turned the sling so that my ass was facing him now, and I kept pulsing my hole, pulling my ass in and out. There was a rosebud, but no prolapse. While I lay in the sling and Doug was on the bed, I heard several app notifications going off. Doug was obviously communicating with someone, whether for today or another day. I was his slave, and he could do whatever he wanted with me, and that included having other guys over to work my ass. He spent a fair amount of time on the bed. Then he said, “OK, that’ll work,” before getting up and returning to the sling. “Oh, my slave, you’re about to have your ass blown out,” he growled at me as he shoved a few fingers into me. I accepted his fingers willingly and began to move my ass back and forth on them. He chuckled and said, “Just wait. That ass is going to get a lot of work soon enough.” Fuck, I was still so horny for it! But first, he wanted to give me another bump. He must have had the baggies nearby because his fingers left my ass and quickly returned to deliver a shard into my ass. I immediately felt the burn as it began to melt. “The blindfold’s coming off. I want you to see this”, he snarled. It took my eyes some time to adjust to the light in the room, even though it was dim since I had been blindfolded for a long time. Doug rubbed and massaged my hole as the shard was melting. He still had his phone open and was messaging people on the apps. He’d occasionally look up at me and smile when he saw how massively spun I was. My eyes must have been like dinner plates, and I was covered in a sheen of T sweat. My pits smelled amazing, and I inhaled those aromas since my hands were behind my head. He got a notification chime and said, “Good, they’re here,” and then left the room. When he returned, he had two other guys with him. He introduced them as Andy and Tim. They were both probably mid-40s and good-looking. Andy was taller but had a thicker build. He had a close-cropped beard and was covered in a light brown pelt of fur that looked great on him. His cock was hanging low, with massive balls. I could only hope that his ass was as furry as the rest of him. Tim was a little shorter than Andy. He was also leaner and more defined. He had a spray of dark chest hair between his pecs, then a beautiful treasure trail leading down to his dick. He was already hard, showing off a nice thick cock with tight balls. “So, this is your slave?” asked Tim as they looked me up and down. He had a deep and sexy voice. I tried to look submissive, but it’s hard when you’re totally spun out on T and laying with your asshole exposed to the world. “Yep”, said Doug. “Do what you want with him.” “We brought some favors,” said Andy, pulling out a baggie and a bottle. Wow, T and G! This could get interesting. Andy also had a deep voice that made my hole tingle with expectation. These sexy guys were going to be lots of fun. Doug left to get us some drinks to spike with the G while Andy put some crystals in the bubbler. He and Tim each blew some clouds and then Andy came over to me after taking a hit and leaned down to shotgun it with me. I reached out for his cock and grasped it as we traded the smoke back and forth. When we were done, Tim was there to share another cloud with me. I grabbed and stroked his hard cock. They were getting spun, while I was going way beyond spun. Doug was back with some small glasses and a few more bottles of sports drink. He poured a small amount in each glass, and then Andy measured a quantity of G for each of us. I don’t do G often, but my desires didn’t matter now. I would do as my master told me. I had to sit up a bit in the sling to down the G. Andy supported my back while I drank and then Doug gave me an opened bottle of drink and told me to take a few gulps. Rehydrating felt good. Andy laid me back down in the sling and sat on the stool at the foot. “Damn, this hole has been used!” he exclaimed. The other two just nodded in agreement. I had the feeling it was about to get used a whole lot more. Andy lubed up his hands while gazing at my hole. Then, he looked up at me to make sure I was ready. I was ready, spun, and willing. I felt his hand against my hole, and it slid into me with ease. Damn, his hand felt massive. I hadn’t noticed anything about either of their hands before, but Andy’s felt great in my ass. Once he was in, he just kept pushing. The G had relaxed my ass even more, and he was able to work his way in with ease. I could feel (or maybe I only thought I could feel) the hairs on his arm as they worked through my hole. I looked down at this sexy man who had his hand in my ass, and his bright blue eyes told me how much he was enjoying what he was doing. Andy began to pull back, moving slowly and sensuously through my ass. He knew how to fist a hole, and I loved it. He pulled his hand all the way out, only to immediately reinsert and start the drive to the depths of my ass again. As he bent forward, I got a glimpse of his hairy shoulders and back. My master knows what I like and had found two guys who hit a lot of my hot buttons. For me, the hairier, the better, and Andy looked to be pretty damn hairy! He slid in slowly, then reversed his way out. Slow and steady was his thing now, and he kept checking in with me to ensure that I was OK. Whenever he looked up, I would nod in encouragement, and he’d grin with delight. Andy pulled out and applied more lube to his arm. He also lubed up his other arm. He went in slowly with his left arm, which was the one he was using earlier, then pulled out and went in with his right. He did this slowly, and it was amazingly sensual. With the T and the G coursing through my body, I relaxed into it and let this handsome, hairy stud explore my inner channel. The next time Andy checked in with me, I noticed Tim standing behind him. He was lubing up his hands and arms. Soon, I heard Tim’s sexy voice say, “My turn.” Staring deeply into my eyes, Andy slowly removed his hand from my ass. He gave my hole a few encouraging pats and stood up so Tim could take the stool. Andy was slow and sensual. Tim went in fast and furious. His first penetration went in quickly, and before I knew it, he was almost up to his elbow. He pulled back, but not out, and then dove in again. He was working my ass into a frenzy, especially in contrast to the erotic nature of Andy’s work. While Andy was more titillating, Tim was very carnal. He knew that I was there for his pleasure. If I enjoyed it, he would be OK with that, but I knew that he was going to work over my ass to his pleasure. At one point, he did pull his fist all the way. He stood and shoved his hard cock into me. No matter what I have had in my ass, nothing beats a cock. He fucked me like he fisted me: it was fast, and he went deep. He asked for the poppers, and Doug came over and put the bottle under Tim’s nose. Three snorts, and he went wild on my ass. He was pounding me like I was the last man on earth. I was in ecstasy watching this muscly stud pound his cock into me. He plunged in deep and growled, “I’m gonna cum,” and then I felt the sweet liquid start to pulse out of his cock. He stood through the initial spasms and then sort of collapsed on my chest, panting as he recovered from his orgasm. Tim pulled out of me and walked to the head of the sling. Knowing what he needed, I opened my mouth and sucking in his cock. At the same time, I felt Andy’s hand enter my ass again. Tim tasted amazing, with the mix of cum, lube, ass juice, and who knows what the hell else? I nursed the final few drops of cum out of him while I felt Andy begin that slow and steady descent into my ass. When Tim pulled out, I asked him to let me lick his pits. Like the spray between his pecs, his pits had a light spread of dark hair. I figured that he would have worked up a good sweat with the fisting and fucking, and I was right. His pits also tasted great. I nuzzled my nose up inside his pit and then started licking the hair. It is so hot when the pit smell gets on my face and lingers long after the pit is gone. After a while, he turned around and fed me his other pit. As he turned, I noticed a line of hair in his ass crack that started with a little triangle of that dark hair at the base of his back. For some reason, hair in that triangle turns me on. I guess it signifies a hairy hole, but I was very glad to see it. Andy, meanwhile, was still tenderly fisting my ass. That’s a weird phrasing, but he was using his fist to fuck me with such great tenderness that I groaned and opened my ass even more. “Fuck, yeah,” I heard from him when I did that. He certainly appreciated a fine ass, and my ass appreciated a fine fist. Tim moved over to the bed. That’s when I realized I didn’t know where Doug was or what he was up to. But, with my ass loaded with Tim’s cum, and Andy fisting it, I really couldn’t focus too much on Doug’s location. Instead, I grabbed the poppers and offered them to Andy, who shook his head no and took a few big hits. Oh, fuck, this was out of this world! My ass became my sole focus. The glowing purple eye was back; all I could do was moan and enjoy myself. Andy kept doing what he was doing, which was pretty awesome, as I rode the high of the poppers. His attention felt amazing, and I was in pig heaven. Instinct took over, and I reached down to spread my ass wide, and I slid down in the sling. Andy groaned when I did this, so obviously, he liked what was happening, too. Tim had come back when he saw me pick up the poppers and was stroking his cock as he watched us. Once the rush wore off, I suggested we all move to the bed. My recommendation was that I eat Tim’s ass while Andy could fist me from behind. As we were moving into this new position, Doug came back. ‘I was watching you guys and, fuck, that was hot!”, he enthused. That’s when I saw the camera. He had been watching the feed (and who knows who else was watching it) and needed to move it to capture the new scene. Tim lay on his back with a pillow under his ass. I positioned myself on all fours, with my face at Tim’s hole and my ass exposed for Andy’s fist. When Tim raised his legs, I was pleased to see how furry his hole was. There was a wonderful trail from his lower back, down and through his crack, all the way to his balls and bush. I looked great, and I was sure that I would enjoy rimming him. I dove in. Andy had been applying more lube to his arms and when I was rimming Tim, he entered my ass from behind. This position is a favorite of mine when a sling is not available since it lets the guy get really deep inside me. I can move my body around to provide us both with new sensations too. When Andy entered my ass, I just laid my head on Tim’s ass. He understood what happened to distract me like this, and it didn’t take long for my mouth and tongue to reconnect with his hairy hole. His hole was fantastic. Hairy, with a good musk from the partying and fucking we had done, it was a joy to rim. The smell, the taste, and the texture all had me wanting to get deeper and deeper into his sweet ass. My highest sexual preferences are getting my ass fisted, eating ass, fisting ass, and then getting mine eaten. Toys are also in that mix. Anything involving cock comes further down the list. But, right now, my two highest pleasures were happening at the same time. While I was eating Tim’s sexy ass, Andy was giving me a great fisting. I knew that he had been going in with a fist since we started, and he was still using his fisted hand on my hole. Then, Doug tapped me on the shoulder. I left Tim’s ass, glistening with my saliva, and raised my head. Without asking, Doug shoved the poppers under my nose. One hit, and it was stellar. I lowered my mouth to Tim’s hole and started making out with it. I was sucking, licking, shoving my tongue in it. He was writhing under me and moaning with pleasure. Of course, Andy hadn’t stopped fisting my ass, so there I was, pumped full of T and G, riding the poppers wave while eating ass and getting mine fisted. Does it get any better than this? My cock was leaking a ton, and I realized that a lot of fluid had leaked out of Tim’s dick. I left his ass for a moment and licked up the fluid on and around his treasure trail, and then took his cock back into my mouth. This caused a massive blob of cum to be ejected into my mouth. Fuck, it did get better! I went back to Tim’s ass since it was so tasty and sexy. It looked great, with that sweet pink center winking out from a forest of hair. His hair was all matted down with spit and looked so enticing. My head went down to his ass, my ass rose up around Andy’s arm, and I entered pig paradise. I was eating the hairy, musky hole of one stud while another stud leisurely and seductively fisted my ass. It was spectacular! Since Tim was lying on his back, I was able to move between his hole and his cock and balls. Each time I moved to a new location on Tim’s body, it caused a shift in what Andy was hitting as he fisted me. This was certainly a new and fantastic experience. Andy slowed down even more than he had been doing and pulled his arm out of my ass. He kept rubbing over my hole, telling me how wonderful it felt when he was inside it. I was alternating between Tim’s hole and his cock, which was rewarding me with some tasty fluids. But his legs were sagging, and keeping my ass in the air was getting to be a little too much for me, so we stopped our play, and all lay down together on the bed. I found out that these two were long-time play partners, too, like Doug and I. They confessed that this was one of if not the, hottest scenes they had played out. I agreed with them on that front. Andy had picked up the pipe and melted some T into beautiful swirling smoke. He took a hot, which he passed to me, and then I passed it to Tim. We each started a hit and then passed it on to the other guys, and it was a fun way to amp up our crystal high. Unaware of what I was doing, I started rubbing my hole and shoving my fingers in. Andy saw me doing that and went to get a dildo for my ass. He asked what I had taken, and I told him that pretty much everything on the table had been in my ass at some point. He picked up a toy of medium length but substantial girth. He lubed it up, and Tim held my legs up while Andy inserted it into my ass. My ass was happily filled once again, but I was still feeling horny. So I asked Andy to sit on my face. Tim suggested that I move my ass to the edge of the bed so that he could fuck me with the dildo while I ate Andy’s ass. I was good with that suggestion, so I hung my ass off the side of the bed, and then Andy lowered his ass onto my face/ This is a favorite way for me to rim a hole. Andy’s ass covered my face, and I could only breathe by moving my head to the side. His ass was as hairy as the rest of his body, but his body hair was light in color, so it wasn’t as visible as on some guys. His hole was in the center of a dense cluster of fur, and I had to move some of the hair aside with my tongue to get into it. He, too, had developed a wonderful musky smell from all of our play, and I loved that, too. Even when I moved my head to the side to get in some deep breaths, I could smell his sweet hole. Tim had added more lube to the toy and was wisely waiting until Andy and I had settled into a nice position. Then, he spread my ass open and shoved the dildo in. In this position, the thickness was more apparent. I was also glad this toy wasn’t super long, since that may have been uncomfortable. At first, he just slid it in and twisted it around, getting it a little further in with each twist. It was almost like he was screwing it into my ass. When I felt the base at my hole, I knew that I had swallowed the whole toy. “So fucking hot,” Tim said. He had a great view of the toy embedded in my ass and was now tapping on it and rotating it around inside me. I was again simultaneously rimming one guy while another was playing in my ass. So fucking hot is right! I heard Andy snort some poppers, and then he mashed his ass into my face even more than it was before. At one point, I had to lift him off me so that I could catch my breath. Eating his poppered up ass was great since the poppers relaxed his hole and let more of my tongue inside him. My tongue was in deep, and the taste and texture was highly erotic. They wanted me in the sling again, so Andy got off of my face, and Tim took the toy out of my ass. A flood of lube came out when he pulled it out. They walked me over to the sling and got me situated in it. As soon as I was in it, my hands were at my ass, poking and prodding. “Do you like my slave?” asked Doug. He had been in the room the whole time, watching us. I love being watched, so this turned me on even more. I also noticed that he had been filming us the whole time. Both of the guys nodded and Andy said, “We’re not done with his ass yet”. With that, Andy moved my hands away from my hole and slid his lubed arm into it again. This time, he didn’t go slow. This was a quick and deep penetration.

Chapter 7 – Fuck Me with a Dildo Chapters 1 through 6 recount an experience role-playing in a master/slave relationship with my friend, Doug. We’ve been through a lot already today, including adding another guy, who I never saw, fucking and fisting me. Doug just pulled a very long dildo out of my ass, and then he fisted me deeply. I just lay there in the sling. The feelings running through my mind were intense. As Doug’s slave for the day, I was expected to submit to whatever desires he had. However, his desires seemed to match up quite nicely with mine. I was spun out of my mind, and my ass was happily being used. Things were going well. After some rest and rehydration, Doug came back to the head of the sling. “The blindfold is going back on,” he snarled. I lifted my head so that he could put the blindfold on me. Once I laid back, Doug grabbed my right hand, which was nearest to him. He put a shackle around it and attached it to the chains of the sling. Then, he did the same with my left arm. I was now spread out in the sling, unable to move much. My arms were locked in above my head, my feet were in the stirrups to spread my legs, and my ass was wide open to anything or anyone. Doug walked away for a moment. When he came back, he chuckled softly as I felt a flogger lightly slap my chest. I flinched, more out of surprise than pain, and Doug laughed again. He dragged the flogger down my chest, over my cock and balls, and down my right leg. Then he used it to slap the sole of my right foot. Again, I was surprised more than experiencing any pain, but I did react. Doug was easy on me with the flogger (we’d never done anything like this before), and I found myself eagerly anticipating the next slap or drag of the flogger on my body. He used it more strongly on my legs, but he was still very gentle. He had been down at my feet, applying the flogger to the soles and tickling them with the tails on it. He stopped using it, and I felt a toy at my hole. He quickly and easily slid something into my ass. It must have been a butt plug because I could feel my hole clamp down around it when it went in. The burning sensation that accompanied it told me that he had added some T to the toy or the lube before inserting it in me. “Up,” he commanded, grabbing me by the harness. Since I was blindfolded, Doug needed to lead me to the next destination. I had to take a moment to adjust to standing, but then he walked me across the room. Next, he grabbed one of my hands and attached it to a shackle. When he attached the next arm, I spread my legs so that he could attach them to the cross. I knew where we were but didn’t know what he planned to do to me here. When I was secured on the cross, Doug dragged the flogger down my back and across my ass. I shivered in delight and anticipation of what he would do to me. He grabbed the butt plug and twisted it around inside me, redistributing the T in my ass. As it was being absorbed, the burn was lessening, and my high was intensifying. Then, Doug hit me harder than before on my lower back. This time, the flinch was both surprise and a little bit of a sting. He slapped my ass a few times too. He was using more power on my back than he did on my front, but I would not complain. I knew my place. There were slaps on my upper back and some on my legs, too. None of them really hurt, but there was a bit of force used on me. The fresh dose of T that was flowing through me had me groaning and grinding my cock against the cross. Of course, that also made my ass grind too, which I figured would be a turn-on to Doug. He stopped flogging me and pulled out the butt plug. I sensed that he was behind me before I felt anything in my ass. He was sliding a new toy into me. When I felt his chest against my back, I knew that he was wearing a harness and was going to fuck me with the dildo on it. I had no idea what dildo this was, but Doug was really working my ass with it. It was quite long and very thick. He had lubed it up well, so it went in easily, but as he continued to pound me with it, it became apparent that this was a toy that would expand my ass in a lot of ways. It was sexy to feel Doug’s body so close behind me as he pegged me with the strap-on. His hairy chest would connect with my back, sending shivers of excitement through me. He was grunting with the effort of fucking me, and hearing those sounds so close was alluring. As he fucked me, we both got sweatier, which made the contact that we had even better. I could smell the aroma from my pits since my arms were locked in above my head, and I added that to the scent of the hot, sweaty man who was filling my ass. Doug slowed down, and I got a whiff of poppers. He was snorting them right behind my ear. When he had taken what he wanted, he held the bottle under my nose, reaching around with his other hand to plug my nostril. Once I had imbibed, he capped the bottle and put it aside. But with both of us poppered up, he began to pummel my ass hard. He was going at it fast and deep, hitting lots of sensitive areas on each in or out stroke. He pulled the dildo all the way out before driving it right back in again. His exertions had certainly sped up his breathing as he panted in my ear. Luckily, a dildo never gets soft, so he was able to fuck me like this for as long as he wanted. I would take it like a willing slave. And, man, did he fuck me for a long time. Since the dildo was always hard, he could focus on the motions without worrying about either losing his erection or shooting his load too soon. He just fucked. My ass was on fire with all this action. The T, the poppers, the hot guy, the overall scene – it was an amazing experience. Doug did eventually slow down his thrusting and eventually came to a complete stop. Of course, when he stopped, he had driven the dildo deep into me. He collapsed against my back, and I think the fact that my arms and legs were shackled to the cross was the only thing keeping us both upright. Doug wrapped his arms around me as we stood there. He was panting, and his hairy chest was heaving against my back. I could feel his pubes tickling my hole and, of course, felt the toy that was still embedded in my ass. I turned my head slightly to take a whiff of his pits. They were wonderfully aromatic, with the combination of T and sweat that comes from a good session. He kept whispering in my ear, telling me what a good slave I was and how much he was enjoying using me however he wanted. Since Doug had me pinned against the crossbars, I couldn’t do much to acknowledge his words, but he knew that I was appreciative of his comments and was a happy slave. It was inevitable. After some rest time, Doug started to move the dildo around some more. At first, it was just some light thrusts with his hips, but he soon reared back and pounded my ass again. Luckily, the toy and my ass were well lubricated so that the movements were pleasurable for both of us. Then, he pulled all the way out. Bound and blindfolded, I was completely at the mercy of my master. He could do whatever pleased him, and I would submit to it. He came back with the flogger. This time, he just ran the tails of it down my back, over my ass, and down my legs. At one point, he spread my ass to look at my hole, and I eagerly pushed it out for him. "Fuck, slave, that looks good enough to eat!" he exclaimed. I only hoped that he would take himself up on that suggestion. After a bit more stroking with the tails of the flogger, he freed me from the shackles. First, my arms tingled as the blood flow was restored to them. After a short break, he released my legs. They too were tight from being spread out on the cross, so we needed to give some time for sensations to return. Once Doug knew I could walk, he led me back to the sling. “Lay back”, he commanded. I got into the sling, and he gently put my feet back into the stirrups. Now, my legs were in the air, and my ass was spread wider than it was on the cross. He sat on the stool and began to play with my hole. I don’t think my hole had ever taken such a prolonged pounding. Doug, then Steve, then more Doug, then the pegging, it was amazing! I could tell that the lips were all puffy, and I’m sure that my hole was a sight to see. Luckily, I heard the click from Doug’s phone as he took some pictures of my wrecked ass. I also heard some notification sounds going off when he woke his phone, and that intrigued me. Who might he be speaking with on the apps, and what was planned for the rest of this role-play?

Chapter 6 – In Me Again Chapters 1 through 5 tell about a role-play that I got into with Doug, who is a long-term buddy. He wanted me to be his slave for the day. So far, I cleaned some of his place; then he fisted me, then another guy fisted me, then he fucked me with a huge dildo on his St Andrews cross. I’ve been fisting him, but now he has me back in the sling, ready to shove the very long Slink dildo into my ass. “Before I shove this in you, we need to smoke some more.” I moved to get out of the sling when Doug pushed me back. “I’ll take care of it this time,” he growled. “I’m about to abuse your ass, so it’s the least I can do.” Man, he knew how to get me hot and bothered. He walked over to get the pipe and torch. He knows I like to see him naked, and he milked that walk for all that it was worth. He swayed his hairy ass as he walked and, when he got to the table where the equipment was, made sure that his ass was opened up when he bent forward. He needed to load up the bowl again, so he did that and then walked over with everything we needed. Doug lit the torch and melted the T into a nice, dense smoke. He held the pipe to my mouth and told me that he would tell me when I could stop pulling on it. I sucked on that glass cock for quite a while before he told me to stop. My head was already spinning, but now the T was hitting. I exhaled a big cloud all over his cock. He loves when I do that to his cock or hole, and I knew that would get a reaction out of him. He smiled down at me and said, “The next one is for you, too.” I pulled in another huge cloud and blew it down my body. Doug took a few hits and fed me a bit more, too, before walking the pipe back to the table. He really wanted me to see and appreciate his hot ass, and I did. Doug lubed up a nice butt plug when he came back. He handed it to me and told me to shove it up his ass. He bent over near me, and I inserted the plug into his ass, twisting it around for good measure. When he was plugged, he sat on the stool and started to lube up the Slink for my ass. Once Doug had the dildo well lubricated, he stuck the tip into my hole. This toy is deceiving. It starts out small and quickly grows thicker. On top of that, the length is a huge challenge. This is designed to go through your second sphincter and well into your colon. If Doug wanted me to take it all, I would give it my best effort, but this might be a time when I need to invoke pomegranate (our safe word). Slither, slither, slither. It was going in pretty easily. But then we got to that bend that marks the entrance to my colon. Doug had to pull back and retry a few times, but then he found the magic spot, and the tip of the Slink slunk into my bowels. At this point, it didn’t feel all that amazing or bizarre to have the toy so deep inside me. My ass had been deeply penetrated several times already today, and this really didn’t feel much different. If anything, it felt less than having a few fingers in there. It turns out that this happened because the tip is thin. It easily glides through your channels and makes it way deeper and deeper inside you. But, all the while, it is dragging the rest of the toy behind it, and the rest of the toy keeps getting thicker and thicker. There came a point when my inner sphincter had been stretched enough. I put up a hand to ask Doug to stop, understanding that he might chose to keep going. I was his slave, after all, and he was going to do what he wanted. Like a true gentleman, my master honored my request and stopped the pushing and held the toy in place. I reached back to see how much had gotten in. It seemed like about 75% of it was inside me, but that last 25% would be intense! Once my body had adjusted to the invasion, Doug started sliding it in deeper. Now, the tip kept pushing deeper into my colon and brought along the thicker parts of the toy. It was getting intense when Doug said, “Just a little bit more, pig.” I was determined to please my master, so I concentrated on letting the Slink work its way through my guts. There’s a bit of a bulge right before the base, and that locked the dildo into my hole. Once it was embedded to the base, Doug began some light taps on the base of the toy. Of course, these would travel through the toy, stimulating my prostate (the toy was really thick at that point), then my second hole, and finally, the tip that was embedded deep in my abdomen. I was enjoying the sensation. I didn’t feel really filled up, but I definitely knew that there was something deep inside me. “Take some poppers, slave,” Doug commanded. Who knew what chaos that might create in my ass? I was willing to do as my master demanded, so I unscrewed the cap from the brown bottle and took a large hit in each nostril. Then, I offered the bottle to my master. Doug wisely also took the cap from me when he took the bottle. As soon as the poppers hit, I started gyrating my ass around on this long dildo that was filling my ass. I was flexing in the sling so that it could move to new and different areas. Knowing that this dildo was so absurdly deep in my ass was such a turn-on to me, and I was determined to feel every inch of it. While I was moving around, I was also flexing the muscles of my ass against the toy. Doug continued with his taps on the base, although they had recently gotten more intense. It was a new and wild sensation, and poppers unleashed the pig inside me. Eventually, the poppers started to fade, and my head began to throb as my heart rate slowed. Doug was ready to pull the Slink out of me so he wrapped his hand around the base and started to pull back. Coming out was a hell of a lot easier than getting it in was. This dildo is very flexible, which is great for the depth play, but it took both of Doug’s hands to support it as he extracted it from the caverns of my ass. A few times, he stopped pulling and let it rest in one place, but he got it out much faster than he got it in. My ass was now feeling gaped and also very deeply opened up. Doug lubed up his larger hand, put his fist at my ass and pushed. Damn, this felt fantastic! His fist went in easily, and the Slink had prepared the way, both opening it up and leaving a trail of lube inside my ass. He easily sunk in most of the way to his elbow. “I’m in your colon, pig,” Doug growled at me. I was so wrapped up in the intensity of the moment that all I could do was nod and grunt. “So fucking deep,” I heard Doug mutter. Then he looked at me and said, “Poppers”. Fuck, this was going to be intense! I only did one deep inhale this time, but I held it for a long time. When it hit, Doug was already moving his fist back and forth, traversing my second hole, in and out of my colon, massaging and teasing all along the way. It blew my mind. Like when I was blindfolded, I saw the glowing purple eye of a poppers rush. My ass and colon were being pummeled by a stud’s fist, and I was in heaven. Doug looked at me and smiled. “My slave is happy,” he said. “You keep him very happy, master,” I replied. He vibrated his fist deep inside me, letting me know that my master was very pleased with my performance, too. Doug took his time pulling out. This time, he went slower than ever before. As he was moving through my ass, he was feeling the walls, my prostate, my ass sphincter, and more. Each got a special little stroke or twist to let me know how strongly he owned my ass. Truthfully, I was ready to do whatever he wanted. My ass had never been used like this before, and I was flying high, both from the T and the sex. When he was all the way out, I put my arms behind my head, reveling in the smell of my sweaty pits. Doug was rubbing my hole and kept muttering, “What a sweet hole”, “That ass is amazing”, “I have never been that deep in a man before”, and other such endearments. I was basking in the glow of knowing that I had pleased my master. I had no idea what might come next, but I was ready, willing, and able!

Chapter 5 – Deeper and Deeper In Chapters 1 through 4, I tell about my time as a slave to my friend, Doug. We’ve expanded my ass to new horizons, and I’ve recently been fisted and bred by an unknown guy named Steve (I was blindfolded through the whole thing). We’re on the bed, having some refreshments and prepping for more fun. All I had on now was the harness and the collar. My jockstrap had dried from when Doug made me suck the cum out of it, so he had me put it back on. I turned my back to him as I bent over to get my legs through the straps, letting him see my happy hole. “Oh fuck, your hole is so open and puffy,” he exclaimed. I knew it was gaping like it never had, and we were not yet done. I couldn’t wait to see what was going to happen next. Doug was still wearing his red jockstrap and harness. He had taken his cock out of the cock ring, or it had slid out since it was shrunken down from the T. He still looked hot as hell with that olive skin covered in a pelt of dark fur. I was willing to do most anything to make my master happy. After we finished our drinks, Doug told me that he wanted me to service his ass for a while. I was eager to comply with this. Before he got into the sling, he again slipped a shard up my ass and then put in a good-sized butt plug. “This should keep you happy while you service my hole,” he growled. Then, he got into the sling, and I helped him to get his feet in the stirrups. Damn, he looked good like this. The red straps of the jock framed his hairy ass, and his sweet hole was easily available. His cock was still covered by the jock, and I asked if I could take it out. He decided to remove the jock entirely and instead placed it around my neck. I could smell the great aromas that it carried. It wasn’t only scents from this session but weeks or months of buildup from hookups in the past. This was almost as good as poppers. I went to rim Doug’s ass, but he grabbed my head and pulled me up to his cock. Even though it wasn’t hard, it’s still a joy to suck on his dick. But first, I rubbed his cock, bush, and balls all over my face, distributing his man musk to me. I began to lick at the head of his cock with my tongue, then started to take just the tip into my mouth. When he’s hard, Doug’s cock has a big, mushroom head. Even now, the head of his cock is a nice mouthful. I slowly sucked the rest of his dick into my mouth, making sure that my saliva was providing the proper lube for the job. When I got to the base and kept my mouth there, Doug rewarded me with a spurt of precum. His precum is usually very sweet, unless we’ve been partying. Today, it had a bitterness that told me he had consumed a lot of T. I didn’t mind at all. I took my time with his dick. I’d suck it all the way, burying my nose in his pubes. I’d circle my tongue around the head and shove it into his substantial piss slit. Even though he is circumcised, he has an abundance of loose skin that I could vacuum up around his head, eliciting moans of approval from him. I took one of his balls into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, Meanwhile, I let some saliva spill down and used that to lubricate my fingers which were stroking his hairy hole. When my head was buried in his pubes, he told me to stay there. I thought I knew what this meant, and I was correct. Soon, I tasted his piss flowing out of his cock. It was bitter from the T, but I greedily swallowed his fluid. Once Doug was done pissing, he pushed my head down to his ass. I took it slow here, too. His hairy ass is beautiful to me, and I wanted to appreciate the sight, taste, and smell of this man. He had built up a heady musk over the course of the day, and I reveled in it. I was using my tongue to bathe his ass and crack, mostly circling around his hole. When I felt that I had teased him enough, I began to lick his sweet hole. It is wonderfully hairy and felt great on my tongue. He relaxed more and opened his hole for me. With that, I shoved my tongue in. Fuck, I love licking inside a man’s ass! It is such a sensuous and erotic sensation. This is an area that most men don’t show to anyone else, and now I had my face and tongue inside him. It is highly stimulating to me. “Want some poppers?” asked Doug. I nodded, so I lifted my head from his ass, and he put the bottle under my nose. I plugged one nostril and inhaled deeply in the other. I shook my head and Doug took the bottle under his nose and took several deep hits. This would be epic. Doug’s ass opened even more than before, and he shoved it in my face. I needed no more encouragement but was happy to have him responding so well to my work. As we both flew on the poppers rush, I tongued his hole deeply and tasted the inner essence of him. Rimming is amazing; rimming on poppers is beyond amazing. The T flowing through us also helped lower our inhibitions and make us both more sensual. With his aromatic jock around my neck, my plugged ass melting down a shard, and a hot, sweet ass in front of me, I was in pig heaven. I used fingers from both hands to pry his hole open so that my tongue could go deeper. He tasted amazing, and I was happy to see his ass as open as it was. “Fist me”, he snarled. Fuck, yeah, happy to serve! I found the lube and poured a good quantity onto my hands. While I spread it around my hands, my tongue was at his hole again, preparing it for my fist. Then, I sat back and rubbed more lube over and inside his hole. He was ready for my hand and swallowed it down as soon as I put it to his ass. He took me in well past my wrist in a single stroke. He likes it when I wriggle my hand around inside him and twist it back and forth. He’s less inclined to in-and-out motions. So, I focused on using my wriggles and twists to drill further into his ass. He has an easily accessible second hole, and I was able to get through it quickly. I had a few inches of arm left before he took me to the elbow. Doug raised a hand to ask for a halt. I asked if he wanted me to stay where I was or if I should pull out. He had me stay deep inside him because he wanted to do some poppers. He took two deep hits of poppers, then nodded to me after putting the bottle down. Then I did my wriggles and twists for him while my fingers were inside his colon. I also would flex my fingers around and slowly clench my hand into a fist before releasing to a classic duck. He was writhing around on the sling, moaning, and clearly enjoying the ride. When he came down from the poppers, he told me that he wanted me to pull out. I slowly extracted my hand from his ass, taking time along the way to feel up his inner walls. When my hand came out, he said, “Get a shard for my ass.” I found the baggie, picked out a nice shard, and inserted it into his ass. “When you’re done, take the plug out of your ass and put it in mine.” It’s so fucking hot to share toys like this. That plug would have my body heat on it when it entered his ass. My ass juices would be mingling with his. This was a very intense experience. I stood up to pull the plug out of my ass, and then I enjoyed watching the plug slide into his. We shared toys before, but never in quite the same way. I liked it. But now my ass was empty and wanting. Doug wanted to get out of the sling, so I supported him to a standing position, then wrapped my arms around him, hugging him deeply. His hairy chest felt great mashed up against mine. Fluids from our cocks were mingling together too. He reached down to my ass and said, “Bet you want something in there, don’t you?” My master knows me well. He had me get into the sling. Doug selected a dildo that I know well from the array on the table near him. This was the Slink dildo. His is the largest they make, so while the base is pretty wide, it’s the length will surprise you. This beast is almost 2 feet long. He stared into my eyes. “Think you can take it all?” “Only one way to find out, master,” I replied.

Pretty much anything written by baltcumcump. [think before following links] https://www.gaydemon.com/stories/authors/richm717/

It’s interesting, because I’m the same. I absolutely could not be a slave. But, this is fiction, so I can make it work. Like you, I do think this would be a hot role-play to play out with a guy I trusted.

Chapter 4 – Who is This? Chapters 1 through 3 tell about a day when I fulfilled a buddy’s fantasy of having a slave to do his bidding. We started with me cleaning his place (naked, of course), then got to his playroom. He’s just left me, blindfolded, in the sling, where I am recovering from a massive ass assault while on his St Andrews cross. Here I am, spun out of my mind, blindfolded in Doug’s sling. Doug has left the room, and I’m playing in my gaping hole. I have no idea what is coming next or when it is coming, but I know it will be good. I heard footsteps approach, then the click of the torch followed by the bubbling of the water in the pipe. “Open up.” I did, and a mouth clamped onto mine. Then, I exhaled a cloud into my lungs. I held it and then started to exchange it with Doug. We did this a few times when he told me the next one was all mine. I was determined to hold the smoke as long as possible and felt my head spinning when I finally exhaled. “Again”, Doug ordered. I once again sucked in a massive cloud and held it until I could not hold it any longer. Doug chuckled when I exhaled and said, “You are going to be so spun!”. Then, I felt fingers at my hole. I also heard Doug walking away to put down the pipe and torch. My head swiveled over to Doug, and he must have noticed my surprise. “Oh, I’m sharing you today. This is Steve, and I loaned him your ass.” We’ve played with lots of other guys, but I couldn’t figure out who this was. Truth be told, sometimes we didn’t even know their names; we just got naked, spun, and started working each other’s asses. I might have played with this guy, but I had no way of knowing since the blindfold was still preventing me from seeing anything. “Fuck, you’ve really opened up his hole,” Steve said. “Yeah, he’s ready for you,” replied Doug. I eagerly awaited whatever Steve was going to do to me. I still had the harness and collar on, and Steve used it to pull me up so that he could kiss me. His tongue probed my mouth, and I responded in kind. I hoped he might be gentler on me if we made out, so I put all my effort into kissing him. “His little T dick even responded to that,” Steve said. My dick wasn’t hard, but it had plumped up from making out with Steve. First, he rubbed around my ass with his hands, then added his cock into the mix. I was pleased to note that it was hard. Maybe he hadn’t or didn’t party, or he was one of those rare guys who stay hard when they’re spun. Either way, I figured that I was about to get fucked. Steve slid his cock into my ass with ease. It was greased up and available, so his entry was easy. I clamped down on his cock as best I could. Even with all the other ass work, a cock still is the best thing to go in my ass. Knowing that another guy is plowing my ass with the intent of breeding me is exciting beyond belief, and I wanted Steve to appreciate my efforts. He got into a slow but steady pace. His cock felt great in my ass, and I liked knowing that I was making him happy. How did I know? Well, Steve was a talker. “Great ass.” “Fuck, your hole is amazing.” “I’m going to plow you deep.” You like that, don’t you pig?” I sure as hell did like it and nodded my head and squeezed his cock to let him know how much I appreciated his dick. Before long, he pulled out. His hands went back to my ass, and I waited for what came next. He started out by inserting a few fingers in me, but Doug told him that he could just go right to fisting me. Steve groaned when he heard that and pulled his fingers back. I heard him apply more lube to his hands, and then he was at my hole. Steve placed his fist at my entrance and pushed. It didn’t take much effort at this point to get inside my ass. He slid in, and I used my muscles to pull him deeper into me. He said to Doug, “You were right. This ass is amazing!” I smiled at his compliment and knew that he had only just begun to experience what my ass could do. Steve was plunging his hand in and out of me at an unhurried pace. At one point, I could tell he added his other hand into the mix as I felt the knuckles going in a different direction when he entered me. Also, the second hand was larger than the first one. “Do you want him to get really piggy?” Doug asked. Steve must have agreed because I smelled the poppers near my nose. “Sniff deep,” Steve said. I did, and then he fed some to the second nostril. When they hit, I spread my legs even wider in the sling and moved my ass down a bit, letting Steve continue to plunder my hole. He sped up the pace when he saw how willing I was, and it felt fantastic. My cock was again leaking, but this time, I could tell from the quantity that it was piss. Soon, I felt a mouth on my cock and let my piss flow into Doug’s mouth. He swallowed it and then came up to give me a big, wet kiss. While Steve was still pummeling my ass, I felt Doug’s cock at my mouth. “Drink my piss, slave,” he snarled. I began gulping it down, but it was really flowing out of his cock. Some did spill out of my mouth, and I apologized for that when he was done pissing. His piss had the bitterness from the T that we had ingested, as I’m sure mine did. But it would help to amp up the high, so it was all worth it. Steve was back to fisting my ass at a more leisurely pace. Soon, he drove his larger fist in and held it in place. I felt his fingers probing around his arm, working their way into my ass. Doug must have seen what was going on because he pulled away, and I heard the sound of more lube being squeezed out onto Steve’s hands. It didn’t take him long to work all his fingers in alongside his arm. Then, he pulled the arm inside me back but didn’t take it out of my ass. He wrapped the fingers and thumb of his other hand around his arm and exerted pressure on my hole. It took some pressure and conscious relaxation on my part, but his second hand entered my hole along the other. This was my first time taking a double fist, and it felt astounding. My hole was stretched to new proportions, and I was filled beyond my dreams. This didn’t last very long since it was a massive stretch on my ass. Steve pulled his left hand out and said, “I always jack off with my right hand.” With that, he inserted his hard cock into my ass and wrapped his fingers around it. Now, he could thrust back and forth while his hand and cock stayed inside me. This got me to reach down again and open my ass up to him as much as I could. “I want your load,” I said. “You’ll get it when I’m ready to give it,” returned Steve. It might have all been part of the role-play, but it was hot to hear that anyway. He pumped away for a while. I could tell that he was gripping his cock more firmly since I felt the hand in my ass tighten up. Soon, he grunted as he shoved his cock as deep inside me as he could. I felt his cock spasm, and his hand also shook as he shot his cum deep into my ass. It’s rewarding to be given a load and know that I have given another guy that much pleasure. He kept his cock and hand inside me as his cock started to deflate. First, his cock came out, then his hand. He stood up from the stool and came to my head. “Open up,” he growled as he shoved his cock in my mouth. I could taste all the lube, ass juices, and cum on his dick as I tenderly cleaned it off for him. While I was cleaning off Steve’s cock, Doug sat down on the stool and slipped his hand inside me. He was going for depth this time. I guess he figured that Steve had me opened up enough, so the next frontier was deep. Steve had to leave, so he went to get dressed. I never got to see the guy who double-fisted me for the first time and then jacked a load out of his cock into my ass. It’s pretty hot to think that I could be out in public and see him; he’ll know it was me, but I’ll have no idea that he thrashed my ass like he did. Doug pulled out of my ass to accompany Steve. He told me he’d be back, and we’d continue our session. After a bit of time, Doug returned with two cold drinks for us. It’s always important to stay hydrated when you’re playing, and we also would be able to get into some more piss play if we kept drinking. He removed the blindfold (luckily, the shades were drawn, and the room was dimly lit) and we walked over to the bed to rest before our next event.

A buddy of mine made a great homemade dildo. He took an extendable painting pole and molded a large dildo on the end of it. The thing that was great about it was that you could use it in a variety of ways. When playing with someone, he could use the pole to drive the dildo in and out of your ass. Even at its shortest extension, he could really vary the angle. Solo, the thing was outstanding. You could sit in a chair or bed and fuck yourself on it while the pole was on the floor or up against a wall. With the extension capability, you could get some great angles and depth. It was a lot of fun to use alone or with him.

Chapter 3 – No Rest for the Enslaved Chapters 1 and 2 recount a role-play session with Doug, who is a long-term fuck buddy of mine. We’re in the playroom, where he had me get in the sling and he gave my ass a real workout. He’s just pounded my ass with a huge dildo, making me shoot a load of cum in my jockstrap. Now, I’m on the bed, cleaning up the cum in my jock and taking what I think is a well-deserved break. Doug put the jockstrap over my face and shoved the cum filled pouch into my mouth. I licked and sucked as much of the accumulated fluids as I could out of it. This jock had seen lots of action and had remnants of cum and piss from other sessions too. The smell of it was intoxicating to me, and I moaned in pleasure. When I moaned, Doug shoved a few fingers in my ass. “I’m the only one who is going to make you moan,” he growled. Well, he was right about that because I moaned again as his fingers probed my hole. I instinctively spread my legs open for him, and he chuckled at the ease with which I made myself available to him. He again shoved the jockstrap pouch into my mouth while he explored my hole with his other hand. He kept probing, and I kept raising my legs into the air. Of course, his hand slid into my ass again. After the Goose, this felt easy. But I had little doubt that more ass work was coming my way. If it involved the Goose, then I was ready for it. Doug kept his hand inside my ass and swiveled around so that his ass was facing me. “Eat it,” he commanded, and I happily complied. Like I said earlier, eating his ass is a massive treat for me. After the earlier session, his musk had built up into an intoxicating aroma. I sniffed at his hole and worked it with my tongue, giving it a nice deep rimming. He was enjoying the feeling, as evidenced by his groaning. He had given up on my ass since he was now focused on the feeling in his. He still had a few fingers in me, but he had to pull back so that he could shove more of his sweet, hairy ass in my face. I ate his ass for a while, and it got to a point where he was completely out of my ass and using his hands to fully open his ass for me. He was sitting on my face, barely giving me room to breathe, but I was happily licking and probing at his hole. After a bit more of this, he lifted his body off mine and walked over to the bag with the T in it. He selected another shard and signaled for me to lift my legs. I did, and he shoved the shard deep inside me. Then, he went back to the bag and pulled out another shard. “This one’s for me,” he said as he passed the shard to me. He bent over, and I sent the shard into his ass for it to start melting. While we waited for the shards to hit, we had some more to drink, and then Doug fed me his armpits. I was laying on the bed, so he had me move my head to the edge of the bed, and then he placed one of his sweaty pits at my mouth. God damn, that smelled amazing! He had worked up a sweat from our play and had that fantastic and alluring aroma of (reasonably) fresh T sweat. It had a slight tang from the T that was coming out of his pores, but that was all OK with me. I licked and snuffled in his pit, and then he switched to the other arm. It was like a whole new world opened up to me then. This pit was even muskier than the first, and I was at it like a pig in heat. In fact, I probably was a pig in heat with all of this manscent and a shard melting its way into my brain. Doug moved away from me, but I had a good bit of his pit smell still on my face. One of the best things about having a beard is that the hairs capture and hold some of the scent when I’m eating an ass or licking out a pit. I was enjoying the retained aromas when Doug said, “Get over to the cross.” I’d never used a St Andrews cross, so Doug helped me onto it. He had me face the cross and then raise my hands onto the crossbeams. He shackled these into place. Next, my legs were spread so that they matched up with the lower components, and he shackled those in place as well. Then, he put a blindfold on me, leaving me bound and sightless. One great thing about this position was that I could smell the alluring aroma of my own pits. The smell was heady and exciting. The shard had done its work, and my ass was needy. I was pushing it out as best I could, and Doug fondled it, letting his fingers linger over and around my hole. He was teasing me, and I was determined to let him have his way with me without uttering a word or sound of complaint or pleasure. I heard the squirt of the lube bottle, and his hands returned to my ass. Now, they were well-lubed and sliding around my ass, crack, and hole. He kept teasing me, but all I did was make my ass pulse with excitement. He was not going to get me to crack! Doug was definitely getting me worked up. I really wanted his hand inside me, but I was damned if I was going to say that. A good slave knows his place, and I was going to be a good slave for my master. He kept massaging my cheeks, opening my crack, sliding his fingers over my hole, but he was not penetrating me at all. I was squirming around with horniness but was not going to ask my master to please me. Doug kept chuckling as he teased me, so I knew this was all part of his plan. Then, Doug spread my ass open and entered me with his hand. Fuck, I needed this! I eagerly pushed back on his hand, taking more of him into me. “Slow down, pig, we have all fucking day to do this,” he snarled in my ear. Knowing that this was going to last all day (and maybe even longer if I was a good slave) made me more eager to swallow his arm, but I held back to let my master lead the way. Doug used his hand to explore my opening. He hadn’t gone in very deep, just up to his wrist, so he was able to rotate his hand to open me up. He would sometimes pull back a little bit so that the thickest part of his hand was being used to work my hole into a gape. With the blindfold on, I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I could tell from the appreciative sounds that he was making that I was serving him well. Then, he pulled out and said, “Get ready for my fist.” It took a bit more effort from us both to get his fist to penetrate my hole. He pushed forward, and I pushed back to get it to slip into my ass. He went deep on the first penetration, getting up to my second hole. It felt amazing, and he let his fist stay there for a while. He was flexing his fingers out, poking at my inner sphincter, then clenching back into a fist deep in my ass. Once again, he pulled all the way out. I soon smelled the distinctive smell of poppers. Doug inhaled deeply, and I felt his hands come around me as he fed the poppers to me, too. “Deep hits in both nostrils,” he demanded. I inhaled a huge hit in each nostril and soon felt the fumes penetrate my brain. While I was in a poppers fog, Doug reentered my ass with a fist. This time, he used his dominant hand, which was slightly larger. It felt un-fucking-believable! My ass was opened up, a huge fist was inside me, and we were both in a popper high. Doug moved his hand in and out but didn’t pull it out this time. My greedy ass was taking everything he was throwing at me and loving it. With my hands and feet shackled, I couldn’t do much movement, but Doug was pounding my ass relentlessly with his fist, so I was happy. The blindfold only intensified all the sensations since it let me focus more completely on my ass. Once Doug was done with this, he removed his fist from my ass. He gave my hole a few pats and then walked away. I heard him come back, along with the unmistakable sound of lube being spread around. My ass quivered in anticipation. Would this be his hand, a toy, or something else altogether? We’ve fucked each other with vegetables, broom handles, and more, so it could be anything. “I’m letting your hands down so that you can hold your ass open for me,” growled Doug. He undid the shackles on my hands, and my arms came down from the raised position. They had a tingling sensation since they had been extended above my head for so long, but I knew better than to say a word of complaint. “Spread it,” Doug commanded. I reached back and spread my ass wide for him. He let his fingers rub my hole and moaned appreciatively as I pulsed my hole for his pleasure. Then, I felt the coldness of a toy at my ass. It started to slide in, and I knew this was the Goose coming for my ass again. In this standing position, my hole was differently aligned, but Doug knew that and was going in on a more upward trajectory. Even though it slid in much easier this time, getting over that massive head was a thrilling challenge. I was pleased that Doug was able to insert it with little resistance from me. “Fucking pig. I own your ass and will do whatever I want.” I nodded my head and clenched my ass muscles against the invading toy. Doug slowly fucked me with the Goose. My ass opened up more with each new penetration, and I felt like I was gaping more than ever before. I felt Doug move up right behind me when the dildo was as deep as it was going. He used his body as a brace to keep the toy inside me. Then, he reached around with the poppers again. He plugged one nostril and held the brown bottle under the other. I took a deep inhale, and then he switched to the other nostril. I really didn’t want or need more of the fumes, but I did as he desired and sniffed from the bottle. He put the bottle down and grabbed the Goose with his hands once again. Fuck me, this was amazing! My mind went totally blank, and all I could focus on was my ass and the massive toy inside it. Doug started to rotate the toy as he slowly pulled it out of my ass. When it cleared my hole, he shoved it in again, twisting as he went. I just kept my hands on my ass so that it stayed open for the invader and rode the waves of pleasure coursing through my ass and body. My cock was spewing out precum, or maybe it was cum, or perhaps it was piss; I didn’t fucking know what was going on in my body. The blindfold had me literally in the dark, but the poppers caused fireworks to go off in my vision. All of this was overwhelming, and as Doug slowed his activities on my ass, I slumped down on the cross. Doug grabbed me from behind and supported me as I collapsed. He let the toy slither its own way out of my ass. Damn, did it feel good rubbing against my prostate on the way out. Doug held me tight, whispering encouragement and praise into my ear. “What a good fucking slave you are.” “You took that like it was nothing.” “Your ass is gaping so wide now.” Doug sensed that I was regaining a bit of my focus, so he knelt and unshackled my feet. As he was rising again, he showered my ass with kisses and pats, still telling me how I had pleased him. “I’m taking you to the sling to rest,” Doug said. Even though I was unshackled, he left the blindfold on and walked me over to the sling. “Lay back”, he purred. I leaned back into the sling. Doug took my foot in his hand and placed it in one of the stirrups, and then he did the same with the other. He was being gentle and kind to me, so I said, “Thank you, master, for taking such wonderful care of your lowly slave.” He chuckled, gave me a few pats on the ass, and walked away. He came back with a bottle of sports drink, which he told me to drink. I lay there in the sling, willing my body back to normal. Normal, in this case, being spun as fuck, while blindfolded in a sling in the playroom of a guy you promised to serve. I didn’t dare take off the blindfold, but I felt my hole and was amazed at the gape and swollen lips. My ass had taken a huge dildo after being fisted by Doug, and I was still up for more. I must be a pig!

Chapter 2 – He Decides In Chapter 1, I tell about a role-play session with Doug, a long-term buddy of mine. We’ve fulfilled each other’s fantasies a lot, and he wanted to have me serve him as a slave for the day. He’s had me do some chores, including getting the playroom ready for us. Now, I’m in the sling while he has his way with my body. Doug’s hand felt great inside my ass. My ass had just swallowed his hand up to the wrist, but we both knew that there was more width and more depth to come. He slowly rotated his hand inside my hole to let me feel the best stretch possible. He used the widest part of his hand to expand my hole and get it ready for what was to come. My ass was, quite literally, in his hands. Per our agreement, he could do whatever he wanted so long as he stayed within the parameters we agreed to earlier. We also had a safe word (“pomegranate”) if things got too out of control, but I didn’t think we’d need it. Doug started to pull his hand back and forth, keeping it inside my ass but letting me feel the motions. Next, he pulled all the way out to apply more lube. I noticed that he lubed his arm all the way up to his elbow. We had never gotten that deep before but today might be the day when he could give me his whole arm. When he entered my ass again, he went deeper than before. He knows my ass well, so he was familiar with the route through it. First, he went in and kept moving steadily forward, but he knew he’d need to turn to the right and move up a bit when he wanted to get to (and through) my second hole. He slowly and comfortably navigated the terrain of my ass. Before breaching my second sphincter, he pulled his hand back out. When he saw me look down in surprise, and probably a little bit of disappointment, that he didn’t go deeper, he growled, “I decide what happens to your ass and when it happens.” Fuck yeah, this was going to be a hot scene. Doug applied more lube to his hands and arms, letting me watch as he calmly greased his arm up to his elbow. He was watching me watching him, and it seemed to get him excited. I kept quiet since a good slave only speaks when spoken to. But my ass was speaking volumes as my hole pulsed with excitement at what was going to happen. Once Doug had applied sufficient lube, he again sat down on the stool at the foot of the sling and fingered my hole. He was using both hands this time and got all four fingers from both hands inside me. Beyond the stretch that provided, he would spread his hands apart from time to time, expanding my hole to accommodate something with substantial girth. Without warning, Doug removed one hand and shoved the other into my ass. This time, he went in quickly and navigated the terrain from a point of knowledge. He was soon at my second sphincter, which he massaged with his fingers, encouraging it to open up for him. He got my muscles to relax and open my inner hole. Feeling his fingers enter my colon was an amazing sensation, and I groaned with delight. Doug looked up sharply at me and said, “This is for my pleasure, not yours.” I nodded in agreement and silently vowed to hold back on my display of enjoyment throughout this session. Doug was probing around inside me, feeling up my inner walls and making me squirm in delight. Even though I was feeling wonderful sensations, I did not express my feelings about this since I was simply an ass for my master to explore. Doug slowly withdrew from my inner cavity and now rested his hand just inside my hole. He was feeling around with his fingers here, knowing that he was brushing across my prostate and sending indescribable vibrations throughout my body. But, again, I kept silent about my enjoyment of his ministrations. He did prompt my cock to ooze precum while he was massaging me. When he saw that, he leaned over and pulled my cock out of the jockstrap and into his mouth. Then he told me to clean up the liquid on my stomach. I obeyed, like a good slave, and used my fingers to wipe the precum off my body. Of course, I licked my fingers after each swipe through the fluid to taste the salty and sweet goodness that had oozed out of my cock. He put the pouch back over my cock. Next, Doug stood up and braced his arm against his stomach. “Fuck yourself on my arm,” he demanded. I was happy to comply. One of the best things about getting my ass worked over in a sling is that I can sometimes control the fuck. By bracing my feet on the frame, I began to rock myself back and forth, riding Doug’s arm. I really got into it and started to do some larger and faster swings. Doug was enjoying this, so it still felt like I was in a submissive position to him. Doug growled, “Stop,” when his hand was very deep inside me. I held my position and felt his hand move slightly within my ass. Each small movement translated to something bigger while he was inside me. He started some more movements and allowed me to relax back into the sling. Man, a sling is so great for fisting since it lets the guy being fisted recline back with his ass opened up, and it makes it easy on the top guy since he can use the swing of the sling to help with penetration. Of course, the bottom can also exert some control in the sling by bracing his feet and managing the swing. Now, Doug was fisting me deep. He was in past my second hole on each inward stroke and then would pull out almost all the way on the backstroke. It felt amazing. “Do you want some poppers, slave?” Doug asked. I nodded, but he said, “Open them up for me. You can do them when I tell you to do them.” I picked up the bottle, opened it up, and helped my master inhale the fumes as he leaned forward. He nodded when he was done, and, like a good slave, I recapped the bottle and put it down. The poppers unleashed a new Doug. He did pull all the way out and then pressed his fisted hand against my hole. With pressure from him and the resistance from my weight in the sling, my hole wrapped itself around his fist. Once he was inside me, he kept pushing forward, still with his hand in a fist. He was turning it left and right as he went, and I could feel his knuckles deep inside me. When he got as deep as he wanted to go, he pulled back out and did it all over again, but with more speed this time. His eyes showed his obvious pleasure in pummeling my ass like this, and I was enjoying it too. When he finished pounding my ass, he pulled his hand back out. “I think it’s time for another bump,” Doug said. Even though I was already spun, as a slave, I could not refuse. He picked out a nice size shard and inserted it into my ass with a curled finger. He placed it deep, and I felt the familiar burn as it started to melt. I also knew I would feel the effects in a few minutes. A bump is always interesting since it’s a slower ramp-up than blowing clouds, but the feelings are way more intense. A bump makes me even more of an ass slut than I usually am. Doug walked away after giving me the bump and having me drink some sports drink. I guess he wanted me to feel the rising horniness, and then he would come back to fulfill my needs. He was gone for quite a while. Of course, this wasn’t about fulfilling my needs so much as it was about him exerting control over his slave. Having me spun and horny as fuck in the sling with nothing to do about it must be part of his plan. There were no dildos within reach, but my hands were certainly available to play with my hole. I used my hands to fondle and spread open my hole. I’ve never been able to fist myself (and I respect the lucky bastards who can!), but I could work on opening my ass more than it already was. I was so wrapped up playing in my hole that I didn’t hear Doug return. “Fucking pig, playing in his own hole. That hole is mine!” he growled. I was happy to hear that and pleased to know that he had more plans for my ass. Of course, I also removed my hands from my ass since that belonged to my master. This time, he came in with a huge dildo that I hadn’t seen when I organized the room. It was long and black and had a huge, tapered head on it. “This is my Goose”, Doug told me. “You’re about to feel all of it.” This was a seriously big toy. I’ve taken some large ones, but it’s usually after a lot of ass play to open me up. Since he took his fist out and gave me the bump, the only work that my hole had gotten was the stretching that I did. I guess it was good that I stretched it because it was about to be massively expanded. Doug placed the tip of the toy at my entrance. He prodded inside a bit but could only get a small amount in before he encountered resistance. I knew that he wasn’t giving up until the dildo was inside me, so I tried to relax and open my ass for his ministrations. Doug kept at it, slowly poking the toy into my ass and then taking it back out. He was massaging and prodding at my ass with one of his hands since the other was holding the toy. It was so long that he needed to use both hands when he tried to insert it. His hands, the toy, and my ass were slathered with lube. He was working at getting my ass to open up enough to take the dildo. Between the work of his hand and the repeated insertions of the Goose, he told me that he thought I could take it on the next attempt. He kindly suggested a small poppers hit to help me relax and open. Then, he put the toy at my hole and started to push. Fuck, this felt massive! I was sure it must be all the way in when he said, “That’s about half of the head.” Holy hell, this thing was humungous. But, with just one more push from him, coupled with some pushing out from me, the head slid in and was quickly followed by a good bit of the neck. “We’re not going all the way in with this,” he reassured me. Then, he twisted the Goose just a little bit. My cock reacted by spewing out a load of cum into my jock. I still had on the orange jock, and the pouch had been pretty saturated with precum before this, but it was now soaked. “That needs to come off,” Doug snarled. I rose up a little on the sling so that I could slip the jock off, and the dildo in my ass moved again, causing me to gasp in delight. Dough laughed and helped me slide the jockstrap off. It had to go over the dildo and then was caught up on his arm. He seemed to be ok with that. Now, my cock was fully on display. It was shrunken down from the T but was also covered in a slime of cum and other fluids. Doug took it into his mouth to clean it off. The toy was still in my ass, and those small movements from him were like seismic vibrations in my ass. Doug sat back and told me he would pull the toy out. I knew what it took to get it in, so I knew what to expect when it came out. He pulled back slowly since a toy this massive develops some suction in an ass. Once it cleared the thickest part, my ass ejected the toy of its own accord. Doug caught it and put it back inside me. He did this several more times. “Fuck, your hole is gaping open now,” he exclaimed. After that beast, I’m sure that it was. He fingered my ass with care since he knew that it had been through a lot. “I’m giving you some time off, slave,” he said. With that, he helped me out of the sling and over to the bed. Before I could get comfortable, he handed me my jock and said, “Suck your cum out of this, slave.” I was happy to comply.

Chapter 1 – I Learn My Place Doug and I have been playing together for several years. We started out with flip fucking when we’d get together but have added a few more things to the repertoire now. These days, we start out by getting spun and then get into some serious ass play. We both love having our asses worked over and enjoy working on each other’s holes too. We’ve talked about and lived out lots of our fantasies. Doug got a sling a few years ago, which is an integral part of our play. Fisting came about at my suggestion one time. We’ve engaged in bondage play, group scenes, role play, and lots more. While his hand was in my ass the last time that we played, Doug asked me what I thought about being his slave for the day. Basically, I would have to submit to whatever requests he made of me without complaint. We talked it through and came up with a few ground rules. I don’t slam, but Doug does, and I told him I didn’t want to be forced to do a slam. Also, no women, blood, shit, or extreme pain. He agreed to those terms, and we set aside a weekend for this. Doug wanted me in an orange jockstrap, a black leather harness, and a collar. I already had the jockstrap but needed to buy the other items. He told me that he would provide everything else except for the T. As his slave, I was supposed to provide that for him, so I talked to my dealer and arranged for a pickup the day before. I also bought a new bubbler pipe for us, since a good slave always provides his master with excellent service. And, a good slave always verifies the quality of any product provided to his master, so I had little choice but to sample the goods prior to the day. At last, the day arrived. Per Doug’s instructions, I shaved my balls and shaft but left the rest of my hair in place. Both of us are hairy, with Doug having a thicker pelt than me. He’s of Mediterranean descent, so his swarthy skin is covered in a dense forest of fur. It is especially thick between his pecs, around his cock, and around his hole. I’m from Eastern European stock, so my hair is finer, and my skin is fair. I have a hairy chest and ass, with a nice cluster around my hole. As for the rest of the details, we’re both in our 50s and in relatively good shape. Doug is more defined than me due to his more regular workouts, but we both love to eat and drink, and it shows. He has a thick 7” cock, while mine is equally thick and just a little bit longer. We’ve joked that fucking each other is almost like fucking yourself since our cocks are so similar. And we both love dildos, fisting, and other types of assplay. That Saturday, I got ready at home, doing a good cleanout and shower. Then, I put the orange jockstrap and the black leather harness under my clothes. My place is not too private, so I needed to be reasonably attired to get to my car, but Doug’s place is secluded enough that we often play outdoors. The sling in his playroom is also a good draw! I drove over to his house with plans to arrive at 8 in the morning. This way, we could play all day and even go into another day if we wanted. I got to his place a little early, so I pulled off the road and stripped down to my jock and harness. I put the collar in place and switched my shoes for a pair of flip-flops in case we went outside. Once it was 8:00, I walked up to his door. The slave always has access to his master’s house, so I walked right in. Doug heard me and yelled, “Kitchen,” so I went there. He looked awesome. He was wearing a red jockstrap that framed his hairy ass perfectly. Those mounds and the sweet hole between them really turned me on. He also had on a matching red harness that disappeared into the pouch of his strap. I assumed he had a cock ring on that was attached to the harness. “Lick my ass,” Doug commanded. He leaned forward onto the counter, and I dove into his hairy hole. I fucking love to eat ass, so this was not a difficult task to perform. While I was eating his hole, he was drinking coffee and looking over some apps on his phone. I was crouched down on the floor, spreading my ass open while licking, sucking, prodding, and tongue fucking his hole. He has a wonderfully hairy ass that always retains a musky and exciting smell. I loved my service to him and reached back to play with my hole. “My hole, not yours,” Doug bellowed when he noticed what I was doing. I pulled my hands away and used them to spread his ass wider for my tongue. When he was done getting his ass eaten, he turned around and mashed my face into the pouch of his jock. This was a well-worn item and had been through a lot of sexy times. It had a heady aroma of cum, sweat, and piss on it, and I eagerly mouthed his cock through the fabric. I could feel the metal cock ring that surrounded his dick, and it turned me on even more. He quickly grew hard but pulled me away, saying that he didn’t want to cum yet. I literally had all day, so I was willing to wait. Next, Doug told me to vacuum under all the furniture in his living room. I needed to bend over to do this, and I figured that he wanted me to show off my ass while I did this chore. I’m always up for showing off my ass and wanted to keep him pleased, so I was happy to comply. While I was vacuuming, Doug came over and spread my cheeks open to display my hole. “Nice hairy hole, slave,” he said to me. I made my hole pulse when he said this so he would know I appreciated the compliment. When I finished this task, he told me to take the vacuum into the playroom and tidy it up. I went in and was pleased to see that the place was in pretty good shape. I rolled a cart over near the bottom of the sling and placed various lubes and some poppers on it. In my own anal way, I laid out the dildos on the tray sorted by size. We could (and likely would) work up to the largest ones as the day progressed. Then, I put a small table next to the side of the sling with some more poppers on it. I ensured that the camera was aimed properly at the sling, that the full-length mirror reflected the right stuff, and placed some absorbent pads on the floor. I placed a stool at the foot of the sling. Then, I wiped down the sling and noticed a St Andrews cross that hadn’t been there before. I made certain that it was clean and ready, too. I packed the bubbler with product and placed the baggie and torch nearby for use. As a final task, I plumped the pillows on the bed and vacuumed the floor. The playroom looked very ready for use. “Your room is ready, master,” I said when I returned to the living room. Doug was sitting in his recliner with one hand down the front of his jock while working his phone with his other hand. “I’ll be the judge of that,” he replied as he got up. I meekly followed him into the room, enjoying the sight of his hairy ass as he walked down the hall. He walked in and began his inspection. He nodded in approval at my organization on the rolling cart, noted the cleanliness of the equipment, and smiled when he saw that the bed had been dressed nicely. There was a play sheet under the cotton sheet to catch any fluids that might leak out. Nodding his approval, he walked over to the sling. His back was to the sling, and he told me to help him get into position. Hugging him tightly, I lowered him into the sling. Then, I took one of his feet, licked it a few times, and situated it in the stirrup. With his next foot, I sucked in his big toe before putting it in the stirrup. This seemed to excite him since we had never done any footplay before. I helped him get the pillow properly placed for his comfort and then asked if he needed anything more. “Not now, slave. Eat my ass.” Eager to obey and please, I sat on the stool and leaned forward to get my face into his ass crack. He has an awesome ass, with a good coating of hair everywhere that gets denser as it approaches his hole. I love seeing the hair get all matted down with lube and spit as we play. It’s really awesome to see the hairs gliding through lube on a toy or an arm, too. He pushed his ass out, displaying his inner walls to me. I bent forward and wrapped my lips around his hole, and sucked his hole. When I’m rimming, it’s like I’m making out with the guy’s hole. I lick it, swirl my tongue in the areas around it, suck it, probe it with my tongue, and more. Doug likes when I eat his ass, and he seemed ready to settle in for a long session. As I was eating his ass, he placed his hand on my head and pulled me up. “I am not spun,” he growled. I hastened over to the pipe and torch and brought them to him. I held the torch to the product and watched as it melted and smoke began to fill the bowl. When it was ready, I placed the bubbler at his lips, keeping the torch lit and moving so he could have as much as he wanted. He inhaled, held it for a bit, and then blew out a huge cloud. “Again,” he said, so I prepared another hit for him. We did this several times until he said, “Why are you wasting the smoke, slave? Inhale my smoke for your pleasure.” So, we shotgunned the next several hits. He had to be seriously spun since I was flying from just the leftovers. He told me to take two deep hits, which I gladly did. I returned the pipe and torch to their original location, making sure to bend at the waist as I put them down so that he could get a good look at my ass. He smiled at me as I walked back and took a seat on the stool. “Poppers,” he demanded. I picked up the bottle, uncapped it, and held his nostril as he did several deep hits. When I capped them, I kept them in my hand so that I could start rimming his ass again immediately. He was writhing in pleasure, calling me his sex slave and encouraging me with positive words. When I looked up from my rimming, I saw that Doug had pushed aside the pouch on his jockstrap, and his cock was hanging out. “May I, master,” I queried, eyeing his ringed cock. He nodded, so I put his cock into my mouth. He immediately let a gush of precum flow out, which I happily swallowed. He tends to precum a lot, and I love tasting his juices. I sucked on his dick, then he pushed me down to his balls. He has massive balls, and I can only fit one in my mouth at a time. I slavered over them, rolling them around in my mouth and occasionally going up to lick his cockhead. He rewarded me with several spurts of precum before pushing my head back down to his hole. I ate his hole adoringly. The taste and texture of his hole is wonderful, and it looks amazing when it’s opened up for a rimming. The hair around his hole holds some great aromas, and I inhaled deeply and appreciatively. I could have stayed there longer, but he tapped me on the head. When I looked up, he said, “Get me out of this,” indicating the sling. I grabbed both of his arms and helped him stand up. When he was upright, I directed my gaze downward (OK, so I was looking at his cock!) and said, “Thank you, master.” He nodded and directed me to the bed. I crawled onto the bed on all fours, letting Doug see my asshole in all its glory. He grinned approvingly but said that he wanted to smoke some more. I needed to fill the bowl again and kept my ass facing him as I did so. When it was ready, I melted some crystals into a nice fog and helped him to take a hit. He nodded at me, which I interpreted as the OK to do my own inhalation. I did, and he said, “Hold it until I tell you to let it go.” I held it for a long time, and then he allowed me to exhale. He had me do four more hits this way, holding the smoke in for a long time. He took a few more hits and handed me the bubbler and torch. I put them on the table, and Doug told me to get in the sling. He left the room while I was getting myself situated in the sling. Luckily, I’m fairly adept at getting my feet in the stirrups and my ass into the proper position. Once he knew I was settled, he returned to the room. He turned on the camera and made sure that it was providing a good, well lit view of my ass. He made a few slight adjustments and then sat down on the stool. “Are you a good slave?” “Yes, master.” And he slapped my ass. “Are you a good slave?” “Yes, master.” And he slapped my ass. “Are you a good slave?” This time, I said, “That is for my master to determine.” No slap this time. And he replied, “Damn right it is!” He had been lubing his hands while asking me this. Now, he put his fingers at my hole and said, “Your master is pleased,” before shoving three fingers into my ass. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, and he asked if everything was OK. “Yes, master.” “Good, because this is just the start,” he snarled. My ass understood the intent of that statement and pulsed in response. While he was talking, he was moving his fingers around inside me. Doug knows that my ass opens readily, and the T that we’d just smoked would make it even more open. We’ve played sober and spun, but I definitely prefer spun! “Your master controls your body.” “Yes, master,” I said as I felt another finger enter my ass. “I decide what happens to your body.” “Yes, master.” This time, he started to push his whole hand into my ass. I instinctively pushed out a little, letting him have easy access to my hole. His hand slid in up to his wrist.

Chapter 10 – His Ass to Do With as He Pleases In Chapters 1 through 9, I describe a weekend with Jason, a long-time friend of mine. We’ve been partying and playing since Friday (it’s now Sunday afternoon), and we’re in his playroom with me in the sling, and he is teasing my ass with his fists. Oh yeah, I’m blindfolded too. “This is my ass, to do with as I please.” That statement from Jason had me excited. We’d known each other long enough that I fully trusted him to push my limits but not let me come to any harm. Good thing since I couldn’t see what was happening with the blindfold that I had on. I was prepared for a great time. Jason was playing at the entrance to my ass, fingering my puffy lips and slipping a hand in from time to time. He also added some more Slam Dunk, which he pushed inside and then spread around with his fingers. My ass was already pretty slick, but he was making sure that everything would slide around nicely. I was ready for him to go deeper and harder on my ass, so I started using my ass muscles to pull him deeper into me. “Not yet, pig. Your ass is gonna get so wrecked tonight, but we’re taking it at my pace.” Fuck, this was a hot scene. I pulsed my ass a few more times to acknowledge what he said and then laid back to let him use me. He had fingers from both hands in me now and was using them to stretch my hole. This is a great feeling, but it also let me know that I should expect that something large was going to be entering me. He worked my hole like this for a while and had me moaning with pleasure. “Time for another bump,” he said. His hands left my hole as he dipped his finger into the stash and selected a nice bump for me. Then, he inserted it into my ass, pushing it in as deep as he could with just one finger. When he pulled out, he shoved the butt plug back in my ass. I could already feel the burn as the shard melted in my ass. I heard Jason get up and walk away. He was gone for what felt like a long time but was probably only a few minutes. While he was away, the shard was working its way into my bloodstream and making me feel the effects. Bumping is a nice, slow, steady rise, but I was already spun out from all the earlier play. Even so, I could feel the new addition getting me more spun and making my ass greedier. Jason came back and sat down on the stool. He toyed with the butt plug in my ass, pulling it back but not all the way out and twisting it around inside my hole. I was enjoying these sensations but sensed that something bigger and more filling was on the way soon. I wasn’t wrong. Jason teasingly extracted the plug from my ass. First, his fingers explored my hole, diving in and out and spreading out to ensure that I was well opened. Then, I felt a toy being dragged through my ass crack. It was lubed up well, so it slid around as he moved it up and down my ass. He’d tease my hole with it but didn’t stick it in. I was at the peak of anticipation when he decided to shove the toy into my ass. Jason pushed the toy in slowly but firmly. “Open up for the knot,” he growled, and I knew that this was the Dog dildo again. But this one felt bigger. When I shifted around some, Jason let me know that this was the largest size of the Dog. He let it stay still inside my ass, but my pounding heart was making it vibrate with each beat. Then, he started to move it around. This time, he started out by pulling it all the way out and then shoving it back in. He did this repeatedly, and my ass was craving the knot each time it left my hole. “You should do some poppers now,” he said, and I willingly agreed. Once the fumes had taken control of my brain and ass, he went crazy with the dildo. He was pulling it out while turning it around inside me. He’d shove it in and keep the knot at maximum stretch for me. Then, he’d shove it deep into my ass again. He was moving fast, and I loved every movement that he made. Jason pulled back so that the knot was out of my ass, but the rest of the toy was still inside me. He rotated the dildo in large circles, allowing it to hit all sorts of spots in my ass. Whenever it would pass over my prostate, I’d shudder in delight as those wonderful spasms would hit me. Then, he shoved it all the way in again and told me to keep it in place. I reached down to ensure it didn’t come out and heard him walk away again. This time, the wait for Jason’s return seemed interminable. I kept one hand on the toy in my ass to make sure that it stayed in place. I used the fingers on my other hand to play around where the toy was entering me. I’d slip a finger or two (OK, sometimes, it was all four fingers!) in alongside the toy. With the knot near its base, I couldn’t get them in very deep, but it was still enhancing the stretch. Eventually, I got to twisting the dildo around inside my ass. This took both hands, but feeling that knot slide around inside me was worth it. Then, I tried to fuck myself with it, but the sling made it difficult to do. I had to slide further down in the sling and move my feet higher up the stirrups to do it, but, man, did it feel awesome. Eventually, I felt another hand join mine on the dildo. I took my hands away to give Jason control again. I didn’t even hear him return! He continued fucking me, and I heard him say, “Poppers.” The weird thing was, it sounded like he was off to the side when he said it, but my mind was all sorts of fucked up, so I didn’t let it bother me. I searched the sling for the poppers and finally found it. Jason drove the dildo deep in me and kept it there while I huffed on the brown bottle. First, a sniff in my left nostril, which I let out quickly. Then, a longer pull with my right nostril. I held this one until my head spun. Jason had been lightly fucking my ass while the poppers hit, but once he heard me groan and slide down some in the sling to open my ass up for him, he really went to town on my ass. He drilled the Dog through my ass, never letting it leave entirely but keeping me happy as the knot traveled through my ass and in and out of my hole. I reached down to spread my ass to the max, and he let out a groan of pleasure, too, seeing me dropping all my inhibitions and submitting entirely to him. As I came down off the poppers rush, he slowed his actions, too. I let my ass cheeks go and brought my hands up behind my head, smelling that wonderfully heady and masculine aroma of T sweat. He kept fucking me slowly with the dildo, and at one point, I heard him say, “This pig has taken this toy all the way to the base!” I was pleased that he was pleased with my capabilities. “Keep it in your ass,” I heard. I reached down with my hand to keep the toy in place since my ass was so slippery and open that it was possible that it would just slide out on its own. Then, I felt Jason’s hand return, so I pulled mine away. He let the toy slowly slither its way out of my ass. I needed to push on it to get past the knot, but it gained speed until it popped out of my hole. “Nice!” he said, as he began to stroke my hole. I assumed that I’d be getting a fist next, and I was right. But this fist felt bigger than Jason’s! I started to ask him why his fist was bigger but then surrendered my ass to him. He was doing a great job with my ass. He was moving slowly and would pull his fist all the way out before sliding deep inside me. I was loving this activity, and said, “Yeah, fist me deep, Jason.” I heard a chuckle and then, “I’m not Jason.” Fuck, who was in my ass? I had no idea! But Jason had talked to me, telling me to do poppers and stuff, so who was this guy? Really, I didn’t much care since his hands felt amazing in my ass. Then I heard a deep, gruff voice say, “Lots of guys can’t take my fist, but you swallowed it right up.” Damn right I did. My ass was Jason’s to use as he saw fit, and he obviously saw fit to share it with another guy. He was still working my ass with his fist and now started to swap hands while fisting me. Fuck, I loved getting my ass worked over like this! It felt amazing to have this guy, who I still hadn’t seen, pummeling my ass with his fists. Jason said, “Bury your fist in his pig hole for a minute.” Then, I smelled the familiar aroma of poppers as Jason fed me two big hits. He pulled the bottle away, and the fist in my ass started to move out, twisting along the way. The poppers were starting to hit as he left my ass, and then, at the height of my poppers frenzy, he entered my ass again. He started to switch off again, too, but this time, he sometimes had one fist going in before the other was all the way out. He did this for a while as I writhed in the sling in the throes of poppers (and T) ecstasy. The guy fisting me pulled out and paused. Jason said, “Man, your hole looks amazing! I need to get some pics.” I just lay there in a sexual high with my ass gaping open as he snapped a few pics. “Finger it,” Jason commanded, so I shoved four fingers from both hands in my ass and pulled it open. “Mmmm,” I heard while he took more pics. Now, the other guy said, “I think he’s ready.” Ready for what, I didn’t know, but I was game for most anything. Jason knew my limits, and I trusted him to respect them. But my limits were few, so I eagerly awaited what was coming. I felt one hand go into my ass, this time in a more classic duck position. Then, like with the fisting, he started to swap between his left and right hands. Again, he was keeping his one hand inside me while the other was starting its entrance. It hit me like a bolt of lightning! This guy, with these huge hands, was going to double-fist my ass! I was as ready as I could be for this, so I moaned my appreciation of his efforts and flexed my ass to let him know how good it felt. He was keeping one hand in a little longer while the other slithered in alongside it, and he kept at this for quite a while. He growled, “Are you ready?” I nodded in agreement. With my approval, he slid one hand in a little past his wrist and then started to slip the other one in alongside it. The stretch was unbelievable, but I was so turned on by the scene that I kept using my ass muscles to pull his second hand in. He kept his hands still inside me while I got accustomed to the feeling, and then he started a very minor in-and-out motion. He never left my ass empty but rather rubbed his hand back and forth inside me. The stretch was profound, and the sensations were astounding. I had been double-fisted a few times in the past, but never like this. This guy’s hands must have been huge, and I was seriously spun out. I couldn’t speak; instead, I moaned. Both Jason and the other guy chuckled at my inarticulateness. Next, this guy started to slide one of his hands out, keeping the other inside me. Then, he’d slide the hand he just removed back in and pull out the other hand. Fuck, this was also awesome. I had recovered some of my senses and picked up the bottle of poppers tucked away on the sling. Jason must have seen what I did since he told the other guy to hold still for a moment. I just did one hit of the poppers, but it was enough. It was like my whole being was focused on my ass and the wild sensations it was experiencing. I got that tunnel vision that sometimes comes with poppers, where all I could see was a glowing purple eye. My ass was being wildly used by this guy that I had never seen, and I was in heaven! The poppers wore off, and he slowed his motions, eventually just using one hand to plunder my ass. At this point, his hand and arm were sliding in easily and deeply. He fisted me like this for a bit, and then he said, “Let’s give this pig a break.” With that, he pulled out and patted my gaping hole. “That was so fucking hot!” he said in amazement. “Glad I got it on video,” said Jason. They told me to stay in the sling and get my bearings back. They did keep the blindfold on, but it was OK since I had closed my eyes anyway. I felt my heart rate and breathing slow to a more normal pace. My ass was wide open for them, and they were moving some stuff around in the room. “OK, we’re gonna take the blindfold off in a minute, but you need to have something in your ass when you meet Fred.” Well, I guess my top guy’s name is Fred, and he was about to be revealed to me. But first, they lined up a dildo at my ass and started the fuck machine on a very slow penetration. Damn, this thing was huge. Seeing my look of surprise, Jason told me it was the biggest Boss Hogg again. “I want video,” I said. They both laughed, and Jason assured me he would record this session. The machine wasn’t driving the Boss all the way into me, but it was still giving me an amazing stretch. They let it plow my ass for a bit, and then Jason said, “I’m removing the blindfold now.” Luckily, the room was dimly lit. In addition to Jason, who was looking proudly at me, I saw Fred, my fist master. He was at least 6’4”, with a well-built body, full beard, hairy chest, and a nice cock swinging between his legs. He walked up to me and laid his hand on my chest, and said, “It was really great to meet you. Jason told me about you, and I said that I wanted to have a shot at your ass when you were here.” “Well, I’m damn glad you did,” I replied. He was telling me how much he enjoyed our time together and that he forgot about Boss Hogg pounding my hole. When he realized that I was still getting fucked by it, he chuckled and said, “Some pigs never get enough!” I think this pig had had enough, though, and I asked Jason to stop the machine and let me get out of the sling. Once I was out of the sling, they supported me as we walked over to the bed. My legs were cramped, and my thighs were burning, but my ass sure was happy. We all cuddled on the bed, and I fell asleep with my head nestled in Fred’s hairy armpit. I woke to his wonderful aroma and yawned. Jason was sucking Fred’s cock and looked up at me to see if I wanted to join. I shook my head and said, “I’ll just watch.” After a while, Fred needed to leave. He didn’t cum, but said that his visit had been well worth the time and effort. He told me that whenever I came back, he wanted to have a go at my ass. I eagerly agreed. “I’ll be right back,” said Jason as he and Fred started up the stairs. Fred left, and Jason came down and said, “That was epic!”. And then we watched some of the video…