FelchingPisser

This is my answer, too. I have no idea....after all these years....

Having played the role of doorman/monitor--and fucked the cumdump during the slow times to keep his loads churned--I really recommend that you have someone you know be there. For everybody's safety.

Please wear it as underwear if you wish (and have the ass for it) but not for play. Why do I want you in an article of clothing that I have to move out of the way to fuck you???

My Playroom—September, 2024 I was pleased to get a text from Keith. He is so damn good looking. (Over six feet tall, with his hair tightly cropped and lots of work at the gym, maintaining his 50+ body.) He wanted to come to the playroom and be used hard. We talked dates and settled on the last Sunday of the month. He couldn’t get there until the evening. I napped during the afternoon, wanting to be at my best for him, as it was later than I usually play anymore. He arrived right on time. It had been a hot day—and Keith was in shorts and a tight tee. He looked great. We hugged. I could feel that his dick was semi-hard as it pressed into my cock, supported by my current grungy jockstrap. He went off to the bathroom to make sure everything was still good after his car trip. I went down to the playroom and turned on the porn. In moments, Keith was there. He stripped down to socks and a jock, as the cement floor was cool. “Let me suck that cock,” he said, grinning… I lay down on the bed, my legs splayed. Keith kneels between my legs. He is a great sucker—and knows what I like. He starts on my balls, getting them really wet. His tongue is constantly moving over the hairy sacks. Slowly he works up the shaft. He avoids taking the drooling head into his mouth. He licks and licks…and suddenly he is sucking, taking me to the root. He does it over and over. “Have I ever done my mint trick with you?” I shake my head. He gets up and pops two hard candy mints into his mouth. He settles back between my legs and starts sucking me. At first, I can’t feel anything. And then the tingle starts. It is a nice change. My piss slit is alive—in a very pleasant way. “I sometimes use more in my mouth, but that can get pretty intense.” He sucks me until they are totally dissolved. When I no longer feel them, we move to the sling. I eat his ass. I have some tricks of my own. I take a sip of my hot tea and lick him out. He groans. I do it again. “Hot…” he mumbles. So, I take a sip of cool water and force my now colder tongue into him. I hear him jerk his cock above me. I stop the temperature play and just dig into his delicious ass. In moments, I stand and fuck him for the first of countless times over the next two hours. I fuck him hard. I remember that he likes my hand on his throat. I clamp down and deprive him of air for a moment. I relax it and he gasps in pleasure. I pull out and bring my we cock to his mouth. He cranes around tastes his ass on my dick. I go back and push into his butt once more. I fuck him just as hard—this time three fingers are in his mouth and throat. He loves this just as much. He chokes slightly as I withdraw them. “Let me rim your ass,” he pleads. He doesn’t have to ask twice. We switch places. My legs go up on the chains. He kneels and inhales. “I love your scent,” he whispers. His tongue finds my pucker and he begins to lick. I close my eyes. I let him do whatever he wants with his tongue all over my perineum, balls and hole. He moans as he burrows in. I do, too. I take a hit of poppers and just let him work on me. “Would it be okay for you to sit on the rimseat?” I come back to reality. I get out of the sling and set it up. He lies on the thick mat, expectantly. I stand astride his chest. I sit down slowly, teasing him a little. He digs in the moment I settle. It feels so different here. He can go deeper. I let him do whatever he wants—as I sit there and watch the porn. Stroking my drooling dick. Finally, I stand up. “I want your ass on the bench.” He gets up and out from under the seat. He kneels, presenting that hot ass for my inspection. I rim him briefly, before I stand up and fuck. Then I rim. And fuck. He cleans my cock after the second fuck. I use his saliva to slip in a third time. “Are you up for something different?” I ask. He is. I get him in the sling. I go up to the freezer. I have been making a Devil’s Dick. I see that the tag on the bottle says 14 loads. But I am certain, that the last two I shot in it, didn’t get recorded. The condom has been hanging in my old vitamin bottle. PIC I go down and show him, explaining what it is. “I have 16 frozen loads for your ass.” I dangle the bulging condom full of cum in front of his face. PIC “Do they go in frozen?” I nod. I cut the condom, below the knot. I peel the latex off and begin to push the frozen nugget of cum into his hole. He pants, then concentrates on relaxing his hole—and it pops in. “I love feeling it melt on my cock,” I tell him. I push in. It’s there—and melting fast. I fuck him slowly, churning all those loads into his butt. I pull out and bring him my cum covered cock. He really loves, tasting it. And the thick plastic bottle has prevented freezer burn. It tastes like fresh cum. I go to his ass and kneel. I dig in. The melting cum is still slightly cool to my tongue. I lick him for a long time. I stand, lean across him and snowball some into his mouth. He takes it gratefully. I fuck him again, reveling in his jizz filled ass. He cleans my dick once more, before I catch the cum with my tongue that is dribbling from his ass. “I’m gonna get under the rimseat…” I do, the moment he is out of the sling. He sits on it. My tongue pokes into his cum flavored hole. I can certainly taste the jizz—but it is not dripping out of him as I expected. I poke and prod. He groans. And suddenly, I am rewarded. It’s an avalanche of cum slipping out of his ass and into my mouth. I moan. Keith can feel it flow out of him. He begins squeezing down, emptying his ass onto my tongue. I am awash in semen. It’s everywhere. In my mouth, and matted in my beard. I stop jerking myself—as I don’t want to shoot. When the flow stops, I clean up his ass. He suddenly stands—my tongue is so intense on his hole. “I want to shoot,” I tell him. “Me, too…” I get him in the sling. There is a lovely film of cum still in his hole for my fucking pleasure. Keith’s cock erects as I fuck. He grabs it and begins jerking. “Let me cum first,” he pleads. And he does, just moments later. He splatters his seed all over his stomach. I mop some up, and coat my cock with it. “Breed me!” And I do, in just a few more strokes. I love thinking about all the mingled loads in his ass. And I’m even more pleased, he doesn’t shower before getting dressed. He takes my load(s) home… The original, with a couple of pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: A Surprise for Keith October 16, 2024

I have been to a number of horse market events in America. I really love the prison twist!

Grand Rapids—September, 2024 I was having more sex the very next day. I had agreed to meet Osvaldo at the all gender party held at the nearest bathhouse. The last one, in August, had been fun, but not great (and not that well attended.) I wondered what another, just a month later, would bring… I get to town at 8pm, the start time of the party. I ditch my clothes in my locker and head to the play area upstairs. Osvaldo is here ahead of me. He is on his knees in front of a naked bear of a man. I nod to him and go find some porn to watch so he can finish up with the guy. There is an empty chair near the sling, and some decent porn. I pull out my cock and get it ready for him. Other men pass, but no one seems to want to suck me. The sexual energy of the place feels very low right now. Soon enough, Osvaldo finds me, all smiles. He goes to his knees and sucks, wiggling his plump ass at the man who stops to watch the action. Once I’m hard, I suggest he gets up on the fuck bench that is opposite the sling. He does. I spend a long time eating out his ass. It is warm and wet, still pristine from the shower. I stand up, smear some precum on his slightly open pucker with the head of my cock. I go back to my knees to eat him some more. “Fuck me, Papi!” he moans. The guy who has been watching us makes no move to Osvaldo’s mouth, but now sits in the chair I vacated. He gropes his crotch through his towel. I finally stand up and slide in. It’s always an easy entry into Osvaldo. He moans and tells me how much he’s missed my dick. I pick up the tempo of my fuck to give him just what he wants. “That’s it! Fuck my ass harder!!” I do. Another man, comes around the corner. His face registers disgust. (For what? That we are actually having sex in a bathhouse?) I fuck him harder. I suggest to our audience member that he let Osvaldo suck him as I fuck. But he does not move. So, I pull out and let Osvaldo hungrily clean my cock before fucking him a second time. We pause. I send Osvaldo to the medical table on the opposite side of the room, while I go back to my locker for my water bottle. When I join him, a white man of 30-something has him bent over the table and is giving him a jack rabbit fucking. The guy is hairy, everywhere except his head. He slams into him one last time and pulls out a dripping cock with a pronounced upward curve. Osvaldo spins around and cleans him up. He nods to me, but doesn’t take off. He watches me kneel and lick out Osvaldo’s ass. The guy has loaded him. I felch—and stand up, rampant, to fuck. The bald guy’s dick has not gone down. He strokes as I fuck in his cum. The cum in Osvaldo doesn’t froth with my fucking, but it’s just enough for a great ride. I pause, lick him out again—and ask the rampant bald guy if he’d like another turn. He does. He fucks him hard and fast once again. And shoots some more cum into Osvaldo. This time I clean his cock. I fuck in his load…and this time it covers my dick. Osvaldo savors the clean-up… * We can’t find anyone else to fuck him. There are a dozen Black men milling about. From snippets of conversations I hear, they all seem to be waiting to see if any women arrive. (There are at least two sets of male/female couples here, up in the event area, playing get-to-know-you games.) Osvaldo wants to film—so we go to his room. He sucks me on the narrow bed with the phone angled above us. I fuck him on film. In every position. This is my least favorite time, anytime we meet, but it is his major fetish. We end up with him riding me, his phone bouncing on the bed as much as he is. We go up to the sling. Usually, we get some onlookers. Tonight, men meander by and don’t linger for any length of time. I eat his hole, fuck it repeatedly and eat him out some more. Osvaldo and I take a break from each other. He goes off to look for cock. I wander. I find an attractive younger white man in the downstairs lounge. He is jerking, indifferently, to the porn there. He allows me to suck his cock for a moment—but then people arrive and he tells me to stop. A very large white woman comes in, escorted by two young Black men. A crowd of almost the entire population of the bathhouse follows them in—perhaps eighteen men. One of the black men fucks her on a mattress that is on the floor—while the other man works a dildo into the ass of the guy who is doing the fucking. They stop before the guy in the middle shoots. The crowd disperses… * I find Osvaldo. If he’s had any luck, he doesn’t tell me. But I am ready to get out of this crowd with such an odd sexual energy. We go back to the sling. Once Osvaldo is in, I eat his hole for the gazillionth time that night. “Fuck me,” he moans. I stand up and slide in. I don’t think anyone has been in his ass since I was there. My dick is dripping, thinking about loading him. “Will you piss in me, too?” I nod. I have been swilling a lot of water tonight. I pull out of him, eat his hole once more. As I stand up, the hot young man, who I had in my mouth earlier, comes in. He watches, stroking. “Do you want a turn?” I ask. He shakes his head. But I do like an audience. I fuck Osvaldo harder. And harder. He’s groaning, telling me how good it feels. How I’m the best top. How he can’t wait for my cum and piss. “Say that again.” “I want your cum inside me, Papi. Please…” That does it. I let go a quick volley of cum inside him. He has to feel my expanding cock head with each spurt. I hold still. He grinds down on my cock. “Don’t clamp down…” I whisper. He eases up…and the piss begins to flow. I can’t stop. More and more. I don’t think I have ever given him such a gut full. I love the expression of awe/disgust on our onlooker’s face. Still inside Osvaldo, my boot finds my towel and pulls it under the sling in case any piss leaks as I pull out. I slip my cock out of him. Ever the pro, Osvaldo keeps it all inside him. He races off to the shower, with his phone, to fill the geyser that will erupt out of his ass… * I wish I could share more of his pictures, but almost all of them have his face in them—as do the countless videos of him being fucked or squirting out a waterfall of my piss… The original, with two pictures of us, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Osvaldo Wants More October 12, 2024 Osvaldo had a great time after I left. Three of those horny Black men, who were waiting for women who never appeared, used his ass instead. All shot in in him. If we do this again, I know we’ll meet later in the evening.

The first time he did that, the load was massive, I was turned on!

The first cock in my mouth was my own. I was thin and long limbed as a teenager. I self-sucked for a number of years. Sometimes I went head over heels just for the cumshot in my mouth, so I had easier clean-up. I told my long-term partner about all this and he wanted to see me do it. I was now 21, but still flexible enough. I went head over heels--and he began eating my ass as I sucked myself. I shot really hard. We continued doing that for a few years...