FelchingPisser

I was there in November. The new management has added one more public play area that has a couch and a fuck bench. Cleanliness was higher than previous visits. I don't know about your online question.

Thanks! Sam is a great ass--et to the place!

I would love to see you there. I remember those pits of yours from CLAW with pleasure.....

The Wilds of Michigan—May, 2021 My host was actually up and at the fire pit as I stumbled in from the woods. I told him a couple of the highlights of my evening, but bed called. I made it up the steps, stripped and fell asleep in nothing but my grungy Fukdto jock. I am sure it was with a happy grin on my face. The next morning… I am up first. I make a cup of tea and take it outside with my book. Soon enough he is stirring and asks how I feel about French toast for breakfast. I tell him it sounds good and go off to piss as my tea went right through me. I piss in the showers building near the pool. As I wend my way back to his trailer, it is obvious the campground is still asleep. Except for the groans coming from behind our front door. I go in. Sam, the fuck whore of last night is naked but for socks. He is on his knees, sucking my Host’s large cock. Sam pulls off the dick and turns to me as I come inside. “I didn’t get either of you off last night. Use me before breakfast…” Sam goes back to sucking my Host as I strip. The moment I am naked I move behind Sam and eat his hole. It’s cramped—but worth it. He groans. He lets me get him good and wet before he stands up and straddles my Host’s large cock. He lowers himself down on the rigid man pole. I am there to lick my friend’s balls as Sam bounces. Soon I include tonguing my Host’s wet rod as it disappears into Sam. “I need to drive,” my friend grunts. Sam gets up and sucks the cock he’d been riding briefly. I sit down on the chair. Sam, now standing and bent over, sucks me as my friend drills into Sam’s ass with no mercy. Neither of us had shot last night. This was going to be short and sweet. In moments, my friend explodes into Sam. He holds a long time to marinate. When he pulls out, Sam spins to suck his dick clean and I push some stray cum back into his well used hole with my tongue. My Host sits, exhausted. I stand up and take his place behind the bent over Sam. Sam tries to clean the dick in front of him a little more, but it is just too tender. I begin a slow fuck in the cummy chute. I don’t do morning sex—but I am today. I can’t wait to hose him down with my load. I increase my drilling speed. And I’m there. I shoot. Big, after the stimulation of the night before. I hold onto his hips and do the same marinating move as my friend. Sam pulls off me. He licks me clean. I go for licking his ass and he stops me with “I want to take that home for my Hubby’s breakfast.” How can I argue with that? Later that night—Sam, his partner and I were back up at the sling. No one. Seriously, no one came up. They had had good sex the night before and tonight seemed to be about campfires, dancing and alcohol. I fucked both of them briefly and they went off to join their friends…and I was fine with an early night sitting around our own campfire. For the original post: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/08/day-two-at-campground-use-me-before.html

I had a bad experience early on with a guy riding my dick. He bounced too high, came out and sat on me, hard, bending my cock. It did not do the full snap I have heard about, but it was painful enough to make me leery of doing it for quite a number of years. Nowadays, I am back to doing it. I have a man who loves to start with him sitting on me--so he can get really comfortable with my dick--then I can fuck him for hours. At a sex party I love to lie under the rimseat, tongue fucking an ass while letting another man ride me--and then have the guys switch...

I'm curious why this was a question just for bottoms? I did sexual road trips all the time, pre-Covid....breeding ass all along the way.

I totally agree. I do not have a type. I can find something sexy about so many different men. My partner loved one type of man--tall, thin big dicked blonds in their 20's. But I grew up---and where did that leave me in his eyes?? Opening the relationship...

The Wilds of Michigan—May, 2021 I have written about this gay campground before, but it has been awhile. I had to look it up myself to see--and be surprised—that the last time I visited was in 2018. My host was the same man. He’s around my age, with iron grey hair, ex-military and with a large cock that bulges in the middle. I have mentioned before what a challenge he is to suck. I got there on a Friday, in the middle of the afternoon. We took a tour—both walking and by his golf cart—of the place. The campground seems to be flourishing and making improvements. The play area deep in the woods was set up as I remembered it—a sling, several tires buried in the ground to support men as they took dick, a fuck bench and, down a path, a glory hole wall with three holes. The St. Andrews cross was not there. I had used it last time, leaning against it, so the lighting they had rigged on the ground shone up onto my spit slicked erection—as a beacon for all cocksuckers. It had been taken up to the dance party area…Don’t ask, I don’t know why… We relaxed after the tour—and later had a good dinner off the grill. I mentioned to my host how flattering it was that a number of the regulars we saw on our tour had remembered me from my last visit, now quite a while ago. They all remembered my flight suit. I had worn it for it kept me covered and protected from mosquitoes, plus giving me pockets for lube, etc. And, I’ll admit, my cock looked great coming through the unzipped fly. By nine o’clock, I was horny. I had brought the flight suit and got into it along with my combat boots. Taking a bottle of water, my host and I went out in search of some fun… It’s early and we know it. It is dark out here. There is just enough lighting along the paths to keep you on them. There is a man wandering near the sling, but he seems more lost than cruising. We head down to the glory hole set up. We hear someone shuffle on the other side. My bud unzips and puts his hardening dick through the wall. His sigh tells me he is getting serviced. And well. I unzip and stroke to his grunts of pleasure. He pulls out with “There’s another cock here for you.” I stick my dick through the hole. It’s a little low, but I can bend just enough. The mouth is hot and wet—and the tongue talented. I grunt my satisfaction. My friend sticks his dick through a second hole—so the sucker can suck one of us and jerk the other. This is at first hot—then not enough. He nods to me and we go around the wall to find the good looking man still on his knees. He loves taking us back and forth—or occasionally both our heads in his mouth at once. When I am not being sucked and licked, I slap his face with my wet cock, making a moist smacking sound in the dark forest. We are joined by an older Latino. He unzips—and we pull out of the young man’s mouth so he can harden up inside the guy. His cock hardens—and explodes with cum in just moments. The cocksucker swallows gratefully. The cocksucker slides his cum filled mouth back on my friend. The sucker is wearing nothing but a white T-shirt and shorts with an athletic waistband. My hand goes down his back and a finger touches his hole. He pants. He pulls off the dick in his mouth and says—“Let me go get cleaned out.” He leaves. And a cock comes through the middle hole. I go to my knees and suck it. Out of the corner of my eye I see a new man emerge from the darkness and kneel to service my friend. The cock in my mouth pulls out and another, much thicker dick takes its place. It’s not there for long. Through the wall I hear “Fuck me with that…” The dick pulls out and I hear the breath intake of the man on the receiving end. I get up and go around the partition. A handsome young man is fucking the man who was the centerpiece of all my sling play the last time I was here. He braces himself against the wall. He looks little rough around the edges with tattoos scattered across his body—which I find more hot than off putting. The top nods at me and the bottom grins. He bends slightly and sucks my dick into his mouth. The crowd is picking up. There are a dozen men here now, most with their cocks out in the warm night air. I encourage a bystander to take my place—and he does. The Young Man offers me the ass he’s been fucking. I slip into the bottom. He’s wet and hot and wonderful, clenching down on me hard as I begin to buck into him. Soon the man in his mouth pulls out and takes a turn on his ass. The Young Man is having his cock sucked by a man significantly older than me. Someone else takes me into his mouth—knowing full well I just pulled out of the man who will be everyone’s butt boy tonight. * We have regrouped around a picnic table. My friend has reminded me the bottom’s name is Sam. He is kneeling on the seating portion of the picnic table, his chest to the table top. A big burly man is fucking him aggressively. I let two onlookers suck my dick as I wait my turn to go back up Sam. Sam’s roommate, who I also remember, arrives and takes over on my cock. The aggressive guy howls out his orgasm and takes off. I kneel with the roommate—we take turns felching some of the load dripping out of Sam. I let the roommate take the next fuck. He pumps him for a little while, then offers me his cum coated cock to suck. I do, slurping it down. “Fuck him with that big thing,” the Roommate says to me—but also to the men surrounding us who are jerking or sucking each other. I stand up and sink into the cummy hole. It feels even hotter now. Moments later, the Roommate taps me on the shoulder. “I’m gonna cum!” I pull out and he makes it into his partner just to time to blast another load in Sam. He lets me clean his cock and Sam’s hole—but the two soon go off looking for more fun. * I go back to the glory hole area. I can’t find my friend. I assume he got off and left. I do find the same young man making out with the same older man. It seems only logical for me to drop to my knees and suck their dicks. The older one pulls out of my mouth and turns the younger guy so his butt is in my face. The young guy juts his hot ass into my face. I spend long minutes tonguing his tight hole as he grinds it for me. Soon the older man kneels and wants a taste. “Kiss him,” he whispers to me. He obviously knows what this boy likes, so I do. The kid loves the taste of his hole on my tongue. We share a hot moment. A hot daddy in just jeans and an open leather jacket arrives. He hauls out a short, but thick cock. A man emerges from the shadows to suck it. I go over and use my tongue on the Daddies pronounced nipples. The man on his knees gives up. I go down. It’s a challenge to open wide enough. And there is a big PA to deal with as well. I flatten that down with my tongue and manage to get down over halfway on his shaft. He grunts his satisfaction, pats me on the shoulder and leaves. The mixed age couple is now so into each other I don’t want to intrude. A finger comes through the far right glory hole. I get some head…but it’s not good so I thank him and head to the sling area. The same man is in the sling—a man that Sam had told me to be wary of as he never cleans out. I avoid him and fuck a pale white ass on the fuck bench… * It’s late. There is a cluster on men at the picnic table. A handsome man of maybe 45 is allowing three men, one of them the man in the leather jacket, to suck his cock. I watch leather jacket take over from another. The handsome guy smiles at me. I wait my turn. And get it. I seemingly get him close until he reaches down and hefts my cock. “God damn. Fuck me!” He gets up and stands, bending only slightly. I grease up—and make a surprisingly easy entrance into him. The other men move around him. One has his mouth on his left nipple, another on the right. Leather Jacket takes the Handsome One’s cock. I fuck the ass slowly and deliberately. “Oh, yeah. Faster!” he commands me. I do. I fuck at top speed until he blows in Leather Jacket’s mouth. And the fool spits it out. The men disperse, except for Leather Jacket. I ask if he wants to get off. “Yeah, but let me piss first.” I kneel. “Where are you going?” It takes a moment, but he finally gets it. “You are a bad boy…” He gives me his cock. Piss gushes out of the slit—and around the PA. I swallow him down easily. He just stays in place as the piss subsides and he hardens up. I have more of him in my mouth this way. He pumps my face—but I know my teeth are hurting him; there is no way to cover them with his thickness. He pulls out and jerks his dick. “Take my load, fucker. Take it. Take it now!” And he blasts all over my extended tongue. I swallow. He takes off. I am tired. I would love to get off with somebody. But there is no one left. I head home, knowing that I will just have that much more to shoot on Saturday… If you need to see a picture of me in my flight suit, follow the link: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/08/deep-in-woodsand-several-asses.html

I am glad Michigan and Indiana still have bookstores. I would so much rather cruise there than sit online.

I thought I'd answered this....I have and hope to again....

Like some other tops who have responded, it totally depends on the man as well as the scene. If it is a quick hotel cumdump, I likely don’t care or think about him again at all. I also don’t care for those scenes very much, so I don’t attend them very often. If we are playing at a private sex party (where I figure the point is to try out many asses and breed the best) I will keep track of the men—and breed the best butt. I have added many men to my list of regulars this way. If I am at a bathhouse or bookstore it is likely just a mix of various holes—but a good one will keep me interested. I have met men who have become regulars this way, too. If we are meeting in my playroom for fucking or fisting (or both) the bottom is likely someone I met at one of the above. Here I work very hard at having a great connection and some growth with the guy—so that we please each other more each time we meet.

You might like to read the Watersports 101 post I wrote for my blog. [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2016/03/watersports-101-mini-master-class.html I went on to teach a WS class at CLAW in 2019 and was slated to do it again in 2020 until the event was cancelled. I will hopefully be on the roster when CLAW returns to Cleveland in 2022.

North of Me—May, 2021 In the middle of the month I drove north for some play time with the Ginger Bear. I packed my usual ‘go to’ ass toys and made sure my nails were trimmed and filed. He welcomed me with a huge hug. This time we were back upstairs in his bedroom where he had the sling ready to go. Up we went and stripped down… The Ginger Bear is on his knees. He has me in his mouth at about three quarters of hardness. He wants to deep throat me before I reach full erection. He goes for it. And success! I am lodged in his throat. As I come up and out, I am now at full erection—so he doesn’t try it again, settling for some great tongue work on my thick mushroom head. He hops in the sling and I go to my knees and get his crack and hole wet with a ton of saliva. I poke it as deep as I can. I lube my dick as I do, stroking, thinking of the hole I’m about to invade. I stand and slide in. Slowly, but relentlessly. Until my pubes are crushed against him. His fingers touch his nips and his eyes roll back. I fuck him. Slowly. But turning up the speed after almost every thrust. I pull out. And kneel to taste his ass again. I revel in his juices, re-grease my cock and plunge back in. I fuck the Ginger Bear harder—as he works his nipples. He is making vocal sounds in some language known only to sex, but you can tell they are all happy noises. I pull out, take a swig from my water bottle and let loose a blast of piss on his hole—as asked for when we talked online. He groans, letting me know that he thinks it’s hot. I kneel and lick him dry of every drop of piss I can find. While I am down there, I grease up my egg headed dildo. I twirl it into place, stand and add my cock. He is right back to being as tight as when I first entered him. I fuck him with the toy below me. Then I switch to have the toy above my dick. Each gives me (and him) a different sensation. The mix of plastic on one side of me and hot, wet flesh on the other is great. I grease up the speculum. I want to give him a good lateral stretch before I try for my fist. I crank it open, toying with his prostate. I love how his breathing changes every time I touch his most sensitive place. I work the device out—and my left hand slowly into him. We have played just enough for an easy entry. I move slowly and deliberately. He inhales deeply and his eyes roll back into his head. I turn my head slightly. And then out. My cock slides back in. I fuck as I lube my right hand. I work my right in, just as easily as the left. I go back to the left—and let my super hard cock slide down my slippery wrist and soon my cock is slipping in between my fingers deep in his ass. I love the feel of it. So does the Ginger Bear. I slip my dick out first…then the hand. I grease up my black butt plug and insert to keep him open. I grab the ass grommet chute. I grease it inside and out. The plug comes out—and I try to fold the grommet down so it can get into him. My hands are just too slippery. Instead I slip my cock inot it. It fits snuggly on my shaft and lets the full dick head out on the other end. I line it up—push—and with a slight ‘pop’ it goes into place. The grommet is tight around my shaft. It is greasy enough to fuck through it. It is makes a noisy sucking sound as I move in and out—creating something of a vacuum in his guts. I finally tire of it and pull out—with the device still on my dick. I want to take a picture, it looks so hot, but my hands are far too greasy. I go back to alternating my hands in the Ginger Bear. Then it’s the biggest toy I own—sort of a three tier butt plug. I have to work at it a little. But it eventually goes into place. “I have something larger,” he tells me. I go root through his toy box in the closet behind me. I arrive back with what looks like the phallus of some sort of dragon. “I can’t take much of it,” the Ginger Bear cautions me. I grease up the mammoth head of the heavy phallus. After all our play he takes a little more than he realizes. I show him. He’s impressed. We go back to my hands. I add three fingers of my other hand with my fist in place. He loves it—and then it is enough. His hole is done for the day… The original post, with some pictures of the toys, is here: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/08/toying-with-ginger-bear.html An Equipment Close-Up of the Ass Grommet is here: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/08/equipment-close-up-ass-grommet-chute.html

I rarely wash the jock I always wear for sex. It has all my juices in it---and the wet holes of countless men it has been pressed against as I fuck. I have been known to sell them... I also make them for guys by special order, as in what juices they want in the fabric....

Grand Rapids—May, 2021 It was time to head up north for some group fun. Once again the host asked me to bring the rimseat and the chains from my sling. I arrived early and we hung the two slings above each other. This time we took the pictures you see here, before the group got into full swing. Sometimes the men trickle in over the first hour. Today it seems like everyone arrives right at the start time. The bed is a dog pile of cock sucking. I can’t quite get an accurate count but there are at least a dozen of us licking balls and sucking cock. And I am rimming the hot ass of our host as he chokes on a heavy hung regular. I move aside, still kneeling, to make way for the wet cock of the man our host was gagging on. He is ready to plow. I watch in extreme close up as he works it into the hole I have opened with my tireless tongue. He works it steadily into the tiny hole—but soon all seven veiny inches are buried in the slim butt in front of him. He holds a moment before beginning a slow, easy stroke. I am mesmerized. I can’t take my eyes off this sizable cock disappearing into our petite host. I am brought back to reality as the fucker pulls out and slaps my face with his moist, ass slicked, cock. “Get me wetter,” he grunts. I happily do some ATM for him. I love the taste of this ass—and now it is on his big dick. I leave lots of spittle on the cock—and guide it back into the winking hole. He fucks him hard this time. I don’t move. I am treated to another taste of my host’s butt—from deep where my tongue can’t reach. I spit repeatedly on the seven incher as he pulls it out of my mouth and goes back into the upturned butt. Then I stand up and begin fucking myself—working my way around the bed… * I am now under the rimseat. A slim regular is straddling my chest, about to sit down. Over the course of the evening I have fucked him three times—and watched him be used by others. I now want to taste his ass as only the rimseat can let me. He lowers himself carefully and sits. My tongue spears into him. He whimpers—and I hear him do some poppers. I am getting the steady drip of someone’s cum onto my tongue. I slurp it down noisily. A hand bats my fist away from my erection. I stop stroking and let someone suck my dick as I felch the load out of the ass mashed onto my face. Soon the man stops sucking and begins to ride my cock. The drip of cum into my mouth and the man fucking himself on me is likely to take me over the edge. He stops impaling himself—just before the point of no return. “You need to eat my ass,” says the guy who’s been riding me. It is unmistakably our host. “In the sling,” he finishes. We all re-group. The host climbs up into the top sling. The man with the load I was eating gets in the lower sling, anxious for me to churn the remaining cum with my engorged dick. I sink into him first. Then my face is covered by a wet and hairy hole. My dick fucking goes on automatic as I begin to tongue fuck the ass in my face. I am reaming him out with each thrust. My host’s mouth goes into over drive. He tells me: to fuck that boy below; to eat his hole out; to give the guy my cum—so he can eat it out. Others come in from the bed area and watch us. I love that two couples fuck on the floor on either side of us—so they can watch. And a hung bottom guy feeds the man in the lower sling his dick. I let another top take my place—while I move to feeding my dick to the bottom sling guy. The new top only occasionally takes a lick of the man on top. I keep thinking he doesn’t know what he is missing. The top moves away—and I go back to the simultaneous holes and fuck away with cock and tongue… * Much later. We are winding down. Our host has a lot of cum in his ass—but so do many others. (God, I wish I was multi-orgasmic!) I am on the bed, making out with a 30–something young man with a shaved head. He and his partner/boyfriend/fuck bud/random hook up have arrived late, but in time to get some cock up his ass. He then fucks his man each time someone pulls out of his ass. The three of us are on the bed. I am kissing the shaved head guy—wet and sloppy. The Latino partner is going back and forth on our two cocks. I roll over and tell Shaved Head I want to fuck him. He gets on all fours. His partner crawls under him to suck his cock as he gets plowed. I eat out the hole for a moment—the enter him. The partner goes from sucking his man, to licking my balls as I fuck. It’s heaven—and unexpected. I fuck him harder…really slamming into Shaved Head. I pull out, curious if the Latino will do ATM. He does. He swallows me down and makes the hottest moan of pleasure at tasting his friend’s ass so completely. I pull out of his mouth and go back up the ass. The Latino is right there, licking the shaft of my dick as it enters his man. “I need to fuck,” mutters the guy I am plowing. I stop and let him roll out from under me. He goes right up the Latino—who, still on his back, is busy cleaning my dick. I lean forward and spit on the Shaved Head’s dick which is disappearing in the tangle of very hairy ass. Shaved Head knows I want it before I do. He pulls out and lets me get my first taste of the Latino’s ass. I groan. Even better—the Latino has wormed between my legs and is now eating my ass. Shaved Head plows back into him, as I sit up—and smash my ass down on the boy’s face. His uncut cock erects. Fully, for the first time. And shoots all over his hairy chest. I scoop up some of his cum and taste it. Shaved Head seems to know to stop. I smear the rest of the load on my dick and tell Shaved Head I am going back up him—coated with the load. “Do it. Fuck me with his cum…” Shaved Head is back on all fours, straddling the Latino. They kiss as I fuck. In moments, Shaved Head explodes all over the spent cock of the Latino. The contractions of his ass are too much. I fire deep into his hole. And our host is right there to lick up every drop of cum… For the pictures, you have to go to the orginal: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/08/the-orgy-with-double-decker-sling.html

Be open to people who "aren't your type."

Near Home—May, 2021 It took me a couple of days to recover from the orgy. But by day three I was horny. I didn’t feel like hosting—so of course I went to the bookstore nearest to me… The crowd is sparse. I find some warm up head in the gay cinema. He is decent with his mouth, if not inspired. The movie I am viewing is not good. The guys in the film are way too young and tentative—and all look alike. Finally we take a break. There is no way he is going to get me off. And my sucker certainly wants no reciprocation. He goes back to the arcade. I go to the straight cinema. I am alone in the place. (It is a Monday night after all.) The video here is better. It is seemingly all anal and rough. The oral is almost forced and makes the young women choke and pull up huge strands of deep throat spittle—which she sticks up her ass. My dick is now harder. The door opens. A regular comes in and goes down front. I know that he wants to do nothing but view the movie. He watches the video for a moment. I hear him unzip and spit into his hand. We jerk to the movie. Our fists make different, slippery noises as we stroke. The door opens again. A man comes in—and I am surprised when he sits next to me. I look over and grin. It is the good looking man with who I played (and kissed) in the entry ‘The Bookstore: Hot, but Sweet.’ His mocha colored hand looks amazingly hot, as it grasps my overly hard, very white cock. He takes off his mask and grins at me. He slips to his knees in front of me. “So big…” he murmurs, before taking me deep into his mouth. He works the head, sucking loudly—or at least it sounds like it is in the all but empty room. He comes up for air—then slowly sinks down on my cock—taking it all but the last inch or so. He deep throats me three or four times in a row. Then we kiss. Slow and deep. When he pulls out of it, he unzips and takes out his cock. He stands in front of me and feeds me his big dick. I lean forward, but hate the angle. Soon I am on my knees, slurping loudly, taking all of him into my throat. He wants to sit. I pull his slacks and underwear down first. This lets me go for his balls once he’s seated. They have a lovely days-worth-of-work musk to them. Once I have gotten them good and wet, I pull them up and lick his perineum. Here the tight curls of black hair hold every drop of my saliva, as I inch ever closer to his asshole. I tease it with one swipe of my tongue and go back to his balls. “Please eat my ass. I’d let you fuck me, well…if I’d known you were going to be here.” I pull at his legs. He scrunches down in the seat. His legs are on my shoulders. My tongue hits his hole. He groans. Loud. I eat him out—using a lot of spit, as if I was going to push my dick into him. Finally his legs get heavy. “Stand up and bend over,” I tell him. I get out of the way—and he does just what I ask, holding on to the back of the chair in front of us. I slide into position. My tongue can go so much deeper now. I eat him out—coating the large amount of hair surrounding his hole. Finally he stands, pulls me up and kisses me. Then he sinks to his knees to suck me again. He is jerking himself this time. It seems to make him work harder at getting my load… * We play back and forth for a long time. I tell him about the playroom and how I would love to have him in the sling to really work on his hole. He even takes my number so we can arrange it. And after jerking each other languidly as we continue watching the hot movie, he goes back to sucking me. When it’s my turn, I ask to eat his hole again. This time I add my hand jerking him as my tongue reams into him. It’s too much. He fires the first spurt on the floor. The rest into my mouth as I twist to get under him. He apologizes for shooting…but then he looks at his phone—and we’ve been sucking and licking each other for over an hour. He sends me a text in my presence, so I know he has my number. I don’t get off. There is no one else around. We chat by text a little, once I’m home. And I’ve never heard from him again. The original: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/08/a-bookstore-re-match.html

I always notify and expect others to do the same. I want to think we are a band of brothers looking out for each other...

Beautiful rosebud. Would love to help make it grow.

I'm glad you enjoyed the post. Throw yourself a great birthday party next year!

I agree. As I am all about variety, I love having fun with versatile guys!

It was...and made me think this is exactly how we should all celebrate birthdays!!

The actual next entry, The Watcher, contains moments of straight sex observed. Not sure if I can mix thing on a blog on this site--I will just give a link to those who might care: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/the-watcher.html Louisville—May, 2021 Keshawn, he of that glorious ass and massive dick, let me know that he was holding a birthday party for himself in Louisville. He was inviting some of his favorite (and vaccinated) men for an all out hotel orgy to celebrate the day. Could I come? I barely had to think. Of course I would go. I was more than ready for something like this. I booked a room at another hotel across the river for my overnight. On the day, I got to town early. I napped at my deserted motel and just before the appointed time drove across the river and found his much bigger—and more highly occupied—hotel. I waited forever for an elevator as they were being very strict about how many people were in each car. I eventually made it up—and knocked… Keshawn lets me in. There are easily a dozen men, all clothed and masked, in the room. They are watching the enormous television and having a drink, sipping carefully around the face coverings. I feel like they are all waiting for me. It is a lovely diverse lot of men: in body type, in age, in color, in kink level. We chat. I open my bottle of water. I am actually feeling a little ill at ease as they all seem to know each other. One more man arrives—and it’s the cue to strip. The great equalizer. Off come the clothes and the masks. I have a man kneeling in front of me before I can get my leather cuff on. I have opted for a brand new jock, boots and my wrist cuff. The man sucking me moves on. I kneel and give warm up head to hot Latino daddy. Men are everywhere on the two beds and on the surrounding floor. Everyone seems to have a strong oral side. There is a lot of back and forth. I look at two young men, both on their knees, sharing the dick of a man who is likely older than their combined ages. It’s a great vibe. I watch Keshawn, lying on the bed, as his cock is sucked by a heavier, older white guy. I go towards them. The older guy moves around, squatting over that big dick and lowers himself slowly onto it. I love seeing the ebony shaft disappearing into his pale, white ass. I go over, kneel and begin to lick Keshawn’s balls. Soon I am tonguing the shaft as it comes out of this guy’s ass. Keshawn pulls him down, so they are chest to chest. I lick the full length of that hot cock, while only the thick head is still buried in the man. The head plops out eventually, so I suck his cock—and then work it back into the man, using my spit for lube. Keshawn announces he wants my dick. We move around the bed so he can continue to fuck the big guy—and I can fuck Keshawn. This works well. I have had him in this position any number of times. I stand still and let him impale himself on me and then he fucks into the guy still on the bed. Eventually, we vary it by letting the guy suck the ass juice off of Keshawn—and I take a turn up the white guy. This man’s hole is hot, wet and squeezes anything invading him. A good fuck. And one we both return to countless times over the night. * I have moved around the bed. I have two younger men on my dick. Well, one is on my dick and the other my balls. The guy sucking me is Latino and very handsome. The ballsucker is average, thin, white, blond and cute. And he has bottomed for the man sucking me. I can’t wait to taste his ass. As they both come up for air, I go to my knees and begin rimming the blond, turning his hips so he takes the Latino in his mouth. I love how fluid we all are…for soon the Latino joins me on the floor and we take turns tongue fucking this boy. Then we take turns fucking him with our dripping dicks. I drop back to my knees as he fucks him first. I make it clear, that I want him to pull out of the Blond and fuck my mouth. He gets it. He does it. And pushes right back into the ass, with a satisfied groan. When it’s my turn to fuck, the Latino goes to his knees, expecting the same treatment. I love pulling out, letting him clean me off and pushing back between the Blond’s swollen ass lips. We change off, each of us fucking the blond once more—before Keshawn approaches and splits the Blond’s ass all but in two. The Latino and I stay on our knees and take turns cleaning Keshawn’s gorgeous cock. * I have a very intimate moment with a much older Latino. He has been fucking all the available hole. His dick isn’t big, but has a delicious looking thick foreskin. He stands, leaning against the wall as I clean his cock of precum and ass jizz. He both zone out and forget the rest of the room for about 10 minutes… * I am sprawled on the bed. I have asked a freshly fucked man to ride my tongue. He is planted on my face. Someone has gone from sucking my cock to riding it. The man on my tongue is squirming and moaning…and leaking a load onto my tongue. I tongue fuck as hard as I can, enjoying all the juices he drips into my mouth. Finally, his legs give out and he moves off me. I see it is Keshawn riding my dick. He leans down to my face and whispers—“I want you to meet my friend.” I nod and he gets me. We don’t have far to go—just to the other bed. I had seen him from the first moment I walked in. He is the handsomest man in the room, where there are a number of contenders. He is around the same age as Keshawn, He is muscled—with a harness showing off the definition. His dark skin literally glows. He is well hung and has been topping every man who wants his large cock. I am introduced with “This is the guy from Michigan I told you about.” The handsome one smiles—and hefts my cock, letting out an appreciative breath. He kneels, as does Keshawn. They share my cock back and forth. Soon, Keshawn stands up—and now the handsome one has me and Keshawn’s monster slapping at his face. I pull out and go to the floor and take the handsome one to the root as Keshawn fucks his mouth. Soon, we trade off on fucking Keshawn. At some point in our rotation of going from his ass to his mouth, Keshawn tells his friend: “You should let him fuck you.” There is momentary pause, then Handsome one pulls out of Keshawn’s ass and bends over the foot of the bed. “Go easy,” he mumbles. I kneel and get my first taste of his ass. Keshawn spreads the Handsome One’s cheeks so I can tongue him deeper. I spit and tongue and poke—making the man beg for my dick. “Fuck me, stud…” he mumbles into the bedspread. I stand up and enter him. I get three inches into him. Keshawn kneels and pulls my cock out of his ass, licks it and spits a bigger gob of spit back on it. I now sink halfway in. The Handsome One groans. I reach under him, touch his cock and get a handful of pre-cum. Again I pull out and let Keshawn taste his friend. I rub the pre-cum in with the spit…and glide into the willing ass. Keshawn now squirms under me and is there to lick my balls as I fuck his friend. It’s not a long fuck—but an incredibly satisfying one. Soon enough he asks me to stop so he can fuck Keshawn. This time I eat his freshly fucked hole on the each backstroke. He loves this. He fucks him harder and harder—and slams back each time onto my pointed tongue. “I want to taste your hole”—he announces to the room. I am tossed on my back on the bed. Keshawn holds my legs—and sits on my face. I feel the wet tongue of the Handsome One explore my hairy crack. When he has had his fill, he tells Keshawn to get off my face—he has to kiss me. It is an incredibly hot kiss—the taste of all our asses on each other’s tongues—for Keshawn is right there—all three mouths sharing and exploring… * When I come back to earth, I notice a couple more men have arrived. I am thinking we are around 16 now. Soon enough, I have had some sort of sexual contact with almost everyone in the room. Men are beginning to shoot—down throats or in asses. The Handsome One breeds a regular fuck bud of his. I am there to felch and share with the bottom. I know I want to breed the Birthday boy. How else could I possible thank him for including me? As the men begin departing, I tug Keshawn by the cock to the far bed. I put him on his back. I want to watch his face as I give him my loads. I eat his ass briefly—having been there so much of the night. I rear up—enter him and fuck. Hard. “Fill me up,” Keshawn moans, stroking that monster cock. That’s all it takes after the hours of play. My balls give up—and I shoot my pent up load. In two strokes—he joins me, shooting a massive load all over his chest. I lick some up… and bring it to his mouth. We kiss… “Fuckin’, happy birthday,” I say as I drool his load into his mouth… And the link, as always to explore the rest of the blog: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/keshawns-birthday-orgy.html

We should likely move this conversation to Recon.

We can certainly see if we can work out the logistics...