FelchingPisser

No wonder tops love you!

I did a tutorial on how I make my own devil's dick on my blog--photos and text--when I was saving cum at the top of the pandemic. [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/03/making-devils-dick.html There are a number of stories on the blog of my using them -- some made of just my cum. Others made by whoever was willing to donate at the bookstore when I went out harvesting. I have a man coming tomorrow who will take the loads I collected earlier this week. [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2015/11/adding-jizz.html

Definitely warm and VERY wet. Ryan makes all that extra lube when he gets excited. You can see in the movie....we had to hold him in place on the table as it became so slippery he was going to slide off.

That hot light so close to my balls....whoo!!

He is still on BBRT under his porn name and seemingly still in Canada,. He has an Just For Fans Page. [think before following links] https://justfor.fans/RyanCummingsRAW He was not at IML this year. I made the Bad Seed porn Cumming to Chicago with him there and played with him several times after that. A terrific guy. In C to C, his 12 hour gangbang, I was the first guy up him (me rimming him)...and then the last with my dick going into that loaded ass. I gave him the last load of the night, something like Load 54.

Even I came twice--such a rarity for me. My dick just did not go down. But before that , I must have plowed at least 2/3 of the 55 to 60 men's asses, maybe a little more! A good buffet, indeed!!

I agree. The US version, Horse Market SF, held two at CLAW this April. I went to the first one and there were truly men of every description as both Stallions and Mares. We had one white hood of the 55 to 60 Mares. I made sure to suit up twice during the three hours or so to help him feel like he had a good time. The fact that I can fuck for a very long time helped me sample more than my share of Mares.

This is why I give thanks daily that I am a top. I am having a great weekend...

I checked in on Wednesday before the IML masses arrive today. The Congress has certainly had an upgrade.

A man of that size should know to relax you--and be a great rimmer. I agree with your sitting on it, so you are in control for the first round.

I am the same--maybe 60/40 in favor of being there to see the insemination. However, I had a terrific friend who would go to the bathhouse with me and we'd go our separate ways, but meet up every 45 minutes or so in a public area. He would sit on my face and feed me all the loads he collected, telling me about the look of the tops who bred him. He was one of those men who can get a load out of any man who fucks him. So it was always a mass of sperm dripping into my mouth... I miss snowballing with him...

Fucking a cum loaded ass really is about all the senses--the feel of the slickness, the sound of the 'squish,' the taste of the extra cum, the smell of the men who left a load and the sight of the churning seed.

It does push the cum deep....and on the backstroke it pulls a lot of it back out--to fuck deeper into you again.

It's true! My big flared mushroom head loves to pull another man's semen out of whatever hole I'm fucking. My dick makes felching that much easier.

As did I from the seminary students I met at the bathhouse....

I don't need to trim my pubes to make my cock look bigger.... The more hair, anywhere, the better.

Interesting. I am now finding more young people interested in trying WS than I did 10 or 15 years ago.

The hairier the ass the better. I love my cum leaking out of a hairy hole and being caught by all that hair. It makes felching and snowballing it so much hotter!!

Many of the men I play with have taken a fist before. But I have taken a first timer or two (well, six or seven) there. Patience is the key. You likely won't get the guy into you the first time you try it. Ideally meet with the same top regularly for stretching. I have medium collapsible hands and I can get into men quicker than guys with huge paws. Let the top--and you, too at home--use graduated toys, especially butt plugs--to give you that slow stretch. Speculums are also a great stretch. There are more toys for this than ever before--to help open a hole. Join AssPig. Read the certifications on guys from other members to find qualified tops. Fisting is actually a great thing for bottoms to do together--to flip with each other. Go to Fist Fest or a weekend where a fisting club has taken over a gay venue--that is where I honed my skills.

Which is what I prefer, too. But it doesn't always happen that way. I just had a hot man over who came straight from visiting his parents and he couldn't do a clean out there. I live a distance from bigger (gayer) cities. If they are driving in to me for over an hour, I want to have things on hand--even if they did the clean out at home. I also do long fisting sessions--so a touch up is sometimes in order.

I rent and didn't want to install a hose for my visiting bottoms. I bought what is now called the Perfect Fit Shower Douche from Mr. S (It was the ErgoFlo when I bought it and it had had another name before that.) The pouch fits over the shower head. It does the job without taking your wrenches to the hotel. [think before following links] https://www.mr-s-leather.com/perfect-fit-xplay-pro-shower-douche

I have had a number of men do this to me. Heaven. I have a big cock head. It's wonderful to know there will be not teeth knicking me. One man was embarrassed to remove his dentures. I kept telling him how good it felt and he slowly got over that on subsequent meets. The other men did it proudly and announced I was in for a treat. And I was....

Yes....and the 'few loads'....yes, please!!

Three, that I know for sure. No, four.

Near Home—August, 2021 I came home from Chicago and holed up in my duplex. It was the largest group I had mixed with in ages. It was also the largest group of all vaccinated men I had mixed with ever. I felt fine, but I kept to myself for twelve days to make sure. So, of course, now that I was ready, the hook ups sites were dead. I went to the bookstore nearest to me… It’s slow, but it is a Friday afternoon. I do no more than look into the empty straight theatre before turning and going around to the gay side. The door shuts with a loud click behind me. There is no one here either. I sit in the cock sucker’s seat. I unbutton and knead my full jock pouch. The porn looks like it has potential. I hear a movement behind me. Someone is in the corner behind the door. I wait. The movie is good enough that my cock emerges from under the fabric. I stroke it. Slowly. The man behind me moves along the wall until he is even with me. He is a mixed-race young man I have seen here before, but he has always been only a watcher. He is in his very early 30’s, maybe 5’8” and has always carried a little extra weight. He looks like he now has some Covid weight around his middle, too. “Damn,” he says, breaking the silence. “Nice dick.” I thank him. He squeezes his cock as looks at me stroke—and then at the film where a very hot three way is close to the multiple cum shot. “Take it out,” I tell him. “Nobody’s here.” He does. We stroke in silence as jizz is splashed all over the incredibly hard bodies on the screen. Suddenly he is standing next to me. I turn and his short cock is in my mouth. He is close to cumming. I press forward…and get another three inches of cock in my mouth that his extra weight is hiding. He shoots, zips up, thanks me—and leaves. * I go to the straight theatre for some jerking variety. Sitting in the back row is a dapper old man. A white man, who is at least 10, if not 15, years older than me. He is neat and trim and sitting with his nicely pressed pants wide open—sporting a rampant thick piece of uncut meat. We smile at each other as I sit in the chairs in front of him. Pretty soon I feel him lean forward to get a gander at my cock. He taps my shoulder. “Would you mind standing up and showing me that cock of yours?” I smile—and do what he asks. “That is one of the nicest I’ve ever seen.” “You have a beauty yourself,” I tell him. (This is not the conversation I would ever have thought I would have just by looking at him.) I move around and sit next to him. I am definitely longer. But his entire shaft is as thick as the widest point of my mushroom cock head. “My wife loved my thickness—but she couldn’t handle sucking it,” he tells me. “That’s how I first found out that some men love to do it.” He turns and looks at me. “Is that you?” he asks, very softly. I don’t answer. I slide to the floor and take him in my mouth. I do have to open wide, but it’s not a struggle. Or a long suck. He is obviously in need. His body shudders with a full on orgasm. But it’s totally dry. All the feeling is there for him—but he shoots nothing at all. He thanks me profusely and dabs at his spit slick cock with a white handkerchief. “That was wonderful.” He lays his very white, very soft hand on my shoulder. “Thank you again, dear boy.” I melt a little into my chair… * I get some head from the couple who come here to suck others—usually not in each other’s presence, but they take turns on me today, pulling down their masks when not sucking. Then they bustle off to the arcade. A guy around my age comes in. He stands along the back wall. Tall, and gangly, dressed in shorts, a yellow tee and sandals. He unzips immediately. He flogs a dick that refuses to get hard. I turn towards him and he shoves it in my mouth. Nothing. I can’t do anything to get him hard—and I know have good skills. The guy sighs, pulls out and goes to his knees. The moment he takes me in his mouth he gets hard. As a rock. So hard he soon dares not touch himself. He gives me decent head for another moment—and touches his cock. “Ahjesusfuck,” he mumbles—standing up and just getting it to my mouth in time as he fires off his load. I take it all—and then he crams it back into his shorts and leaves. I sit by myself for a minute. On a normal night, all three of the men that have been in my mouth would have been second or third or fourth choices as playmates—but today they were all, well, fun… I button up and go back to the gay theatre. I spend some time alone. The door opens. In comes a guy in his late 20’s. His skin is dark—and in total contrast to the tight white A-shirt he wears. His arms are thick and powerful. His thighs fill up the old school gym shorts that stop mid-thigh. He sits next to the wall. He carries a soda bottle and takes a long drag on it as his legs splay out. The door opens. A young man, white and pale comes in. He has to have followed this guy from the arcade—he knows he will find him here. “Now suck my dick right,” the first man tells the kid as he pulls the tiny shorts down to his ankles. His fully engorged, thick cock is trying to escape from a once white jock. The younger guy kneels and starts to fellate him. But it’s not going well. “Cover your damn teeth,” he hisses at the younger man. I watch the big guy grab the back of the younger ones neck and hold him in place. The kid chokes. Hard enough for the kid to wrest himself free and leave. The man strokes to the porn—as do I. He barely looks at me—just once, perhaps, at my dick. The door opens—it’s a mid 40’s white guy, seemingly also from the arcade. “You want to try again?” the built guy asks. “Naw, you’re too thick.” This new guy lingers for a moment—then leaves. Silence. With just the two of us beating our big cocks. “What about you…Daddy?” I look at him—at least he didn’t call me “Gramps.” I shrug, stand up and kneel between his legs. I oval big and sink down on him. “Well, fuck! That’s it…” He’s pleased. I can just keep my teeth covered, the way my mouth is stretched. He grabs the back of my throat and holds me in place. He fucks up into my mouth. I eventually choke—but it’s the good kind—it squeezes his trapped dick and he loves it. He stands and lets me do what I do—and then fucks my face again. I don’t choke in this kneeling position—and he gives a satisfied grunt. “Get ready—I’m finally gonna blow.” His dick expands---and he does. A huge white load. Most goes straight down my throat. He stands still and I am allowed to clean him up. He pats me on the shoulder in a very similar way to the old man—but says nothing. I get off in two strokes—all over the floor—the moment I hear the door slam shut. Here is a link to the original, one of over 1000 postings: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/10/a-minor-epiphany-at-bookstore.html