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I moved in November of 2020. I wrote an entire illustrated post about my new playroom. If you want to look at that, it is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/05/equipment-close-up-new-playroom.html My (New) Playroom—November, 2020 We had chatted. I think he’d first sent me a tug on AssPig. But other than saying we’d like to meet sometime, nothing had ever come of it, as he was quite far north in Michigan. Well, I have moved closer to some of the bigger mid-Michigan cities. In November, this young man was looking for some play and wanting to make the drive. He had been staying home and doing nothing but playing with his toys all fall. We arranged a date near the end of the month. He brought J-Lube. I washed all my toys one more time as they had been wrapped in towels for the packing. He arrived a little late—but let me know each step of the way. I had seen him on many guy’s certifications, so I knew he was accomplished at both topping and bottoming for fist. He was not yet 30 years old, maybe six foot tall—and carrying some extra Covid weight. He was hairy all over. And eager. He checked his cleanout, while I grabbed some water…and down we went for the inaugural play in the new set-up. Barry compliments me on the set up. He pulls a squeeze bottle of J-lube out of his bag. I set it by the sling. Barry kneels—and begins to nuzzle my jock. “Let me suck that.” He swallows me down and lets me thicken in his throat. Suddenly, he has a lot more dick lodged in his throat than he bargained for—he pulls off me, gasping for air. He gives good head, but never tries to deep throat me again. I want to taste his ass—and tell him to get on the fuck bench. He does. I pull apart the large hairy ass cheeks and sink in. He loves my tongue—and says so repeatedly. I lube myself as I rim—so in one swift movement I can stand up and sink my dick into his now open, and wet, hole. I slide in until I am grinding my pubes against him. “That is a big dick. Fuck!” I hold. I fuck. He does poppers and is instantly taking me as if it were a breadstick. I pound his ass, pull out and move to let him suck me again. But I have misjudged the placement of the bench—and I can’t fit between the mirror and the end of it. I make a mental note to move it—and go back to fucking. I grab and egg headed dildo. He takes it easily, too. A little less so as my cock pushes in to join it. But he relaxes with a popper’s hit. And then begins to moan as my cock goes over the ribbed shaft of the toy—stretching his already stretched hole. I fuck him again with just me. And once more as a DP with the toy. He is ready to get off his knees so we move to the sling. No stirrups for him. He loves his bare feet against the poles of the frame. I rim. I fuck with deep thrusts. I fuck him by standing still and pulling the sling forward—then pushing it back. Barry takes over, pushing against the poles to move back and then impaling himself on my engorged dick. Hard and fast. He slows and stops. I go back to hip thrusts—and inserting 2 fingers along the top of my cock. He takes me easily. Barry huffs poppers—and I now have 4 fingers along the top of my cock. I pull out and sink to my knees. I plant my full face into his wet ass crack. I lick and spit—and reach for the thick black butt plug. I love having the toys so close to the sling. I spit one last time, j-lube up the plug and work it in. His ass snaps down on the small end. I pound on the base of the toy—sending reverberations through his hole, through his whole body. It comes out. Dick goes back in. Then the left hand. Easily. Right hand. With a little work. Left. Right. Left with two fingers of my right added by sliding them down my wrist into him. Now the right and two fingers of the left. Left with three. Left with four. Right hand slides in and forms a fist deep in his bowels. I go back to just fucking him. “I like your hands—but I love your cock,” he grunts out. I tell him how good his ass feels…taking his mind off the fact that my left hand has replaced my cock—and then my cock slides into my open palm. His eyes are suddenly riveted to the mirror above him. “Both…” he mumbles. “I’m jerking myself in your guts.” He just groans and takes a huff. I move my hand over the knob of my cock. It feels terrific. I do this time and time again…speeding up the hand movement just a little on each repeat. * With his delays, we are running a little short of time. “Will you breed me? I really want you to…” “Sure.” I pull my hands out of him, swipe a towel down his ass to get rid of excess J-lube and bury my face once more in his ass cleft. My cock spasms. And I know it will be easy to breed this boy. I stand up. Slide in. I look in his eyes as I begin to pump. “Shoot it,” he hisses. I grab his poppers, take one long hit—and fire off a week’s worth of cum into his stretched out hole… * He showered, thanked me and hit the road pretty fast. I sent him a text thanking him for making the trip…and have not heard from him since… The origianl of that post is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/05/inaugurating-new-playroom.html

If there was always cake involved, maybe I would like anonymous cumdump scenarios more than I do.

Congrats! Well done!! Jerking my dick inside a hot ass is something I can do with a number of my regulars. It is such an incredible mind fuck for both parties involved. I have two men who can take a punching--and the same two can take both my collapsible hands at the same time. I love having regulars for Fist--this, to me, is how you grow with them. Neither are, currently, big on depth--but that is where we are setting our own goals to challenge that.

I noticed that, too. But I have their letter--all about refunds or letting it be applied to 2022.

My Playroom—October, 2020 This was the last sex in the playroom in my old home. It was a memorable way to say good bye to the space. Don and Reid, the couple who have found incredible sex by opening their relationship, let me know they wanted to meet one last time at my house—before I moved even farther away from them. We set a date and I shot a text to Braydon, the hairy cub Reid had loved to fuck the last time we all met. Braydon was available—and was taking constant Covid tests as part of his job—and was super horny. They arrived within moments of each other. After lots of hugs and a little catch up, the four of us went upstairs and stripped down… Reid, the top with bigger cock than mine, is hard the moment he sees Braydon bend over, his hairy ass on full display, to remove a sock. Don goes to his knees in front of me—and Braydon in front of Reid. There is the sound of nothing but sucking—wet, deep cock sucking. And a few grunts of pleasure. At some point the men on the floor switch. Braydon attacks my dick with pent up hunger. I pull it out of his mouth and make him lick my balls—loving his full beard massaging them in the process. Soon I am on the floor taking turns with Don on Reid’s hard cock. Braydon has crawled around so he can suck Don as we alternate on Reid—one of us on balls, one on the shaft and then reversing—passing the cock to the other with nothing but tongues and lips. I stand up and tell Don to get on the fuck bench. Reid hoists Braydon to his feet and moves him to the bed. Both men are now on all fours—both facing mirrors so they can see the tops kneel and begin to rim. Reid is pushing his dick into Braydon, before I am anywhere near done tonguing Don’s moist, hot hole. Eventually I stand and enter. I glide in. And bottom out. I hold. I pull back, incredibly slowly…and begin to fuck. Don hits the poppers—and begins pushing back with ass on my fuck stroke. This makes me fuck him even harder. I can see the refection of Reid and Braydon in the mirror in front of us. Reid is pummeling that cute, cubby ass. I pull out and do the first of countless trips of taking my ass-wet cock to Don’s mouth. I keep rotating around the man. As I back to fucking, suddenly Reid is there. “Taste his ass!” he tells his partner. Don licks ever millimeter of dick presented to him. I pull out of Don’s ass and let Braydon clean me. The boys both make grateful gurgling noises in the back of their throats. Reid fucks Don a little. Then Don suggests Braydon get on the bench. He does. I go first in his ass, while Reid uses his mouth. Don crawls between my legs and licks the underside of my cock as I fuck. I fuck for a bit—then pull out and let Don clean me. I push back into Braydon’s hole for half a dozen strokes and then back into Don’s mouth. Reid comes over and watches his partner sub out. His cock gets harder and the head redder, if that’s even possible. Reid fucks the boy again. Don and I have an intense oral moment as he deep throats me, making himself choke on purpose to constrict his throat around me. Finally he stands—and fucks Braydon himself. Reid and I slap our wet dicks on Braydon’s face—as his tongue snakes out on first one and then the other. We go to the sling. Braydon is in it first. Reid fucks him, Don makes Braydon lean out of the sling to clean his cock. I go under the sling and lick on the underside of Reid’s cock as he fucks. Soon I take a turn in Braydon’s ass. And Don does, too. Then Don gets in the sling. Braydon thinks he’s hard enough to fuck—and does, for a moment—but soon let’s me into Don as he moves around to the side to chew Don’s nipples. As he is bent over Don, Reid moves behind him and takes Don’s ass. Braydon and Don hold on to each other as our fucking becomes more and more intense. Soon Reid moves Braydon over to the fuck bench to continue. I eat out Don. I fuck him again. Long and hard—until he asks for a break. Don is now super hard. He spells Reid up Braydon’s hungry hole. I take the moment to lick Reid’s ass. I am seemingly the only man who he lets do it…and he loves it. He stands, legs wide, and grabs onto the sling poles, letting me burrow into him. The noises of good sex drown out the porn on the computer… * Braydon is in the sling. Reid is going to cum. And soon. His breathing is raspy. Don is sucking my dick, but watching his partner fuck the cub. Reid groans and unloads. He pulls out. Don goes to felch—and I kneel to clean off Reid’s cock. Once I have, I join Don on the floor and we take turn tonguing Reid’s load out of Braydon—and snowballing it back and forth. “Fuck in some of that load,” pleads Braydon. I stand up and slide into him. We have left lots inside. He is awash with jizz. I fuck. Don takes a mouthful of cum to Braydon and gives it to him. I stop, rim another moment and fuck my seed into the Cub’s ass. I groan out my orgasm. Don is right there to clean me—and felch. He tries for every drop of the mixed seed. He is so aroused, he rises up, sinks his cock into Braydon’s slick ass—and unloads his balls. It’s my turn to clean him. I felch and snowball our cum to both Don and Braydon. Don goes to his knees and buries his face where there are now three churned loads of cum in the hairy ass suspended in the sling… The playroom. I wanted to make sure I recorded the look of it for I took it down the next day—and moved it up to the new duplex. If you want the pictures of the space follow the link: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/05/a-farewell-fourway.html

I got the notice this morning, that with the uptick in cases, WetNHot has been cancelled. The resort has to follow the county rules on masking and distancing.

I did the same. Sticky--and too sweet. I have had a man who loved to put hard candies in his ass--and he would feed them to me as he sat on the rim seat. M&M's may not melt in your hand, but they do melt in an ass--not just in your mouth...

My Playroom—October, 2020 We found each other on AssPig. We had talked for months. Jay was young, early 30’s and terrifically tall and lean. And hairy. And, from his talk, a true pig. And suddenly we were under the gun—he was moving west, far enough away that it would be hard to connect. So we met… I go up the stairs to the playroom. I have sent him up before me. I am in my leathers—as he asked me to be. I open the door. He is on his knees—looking up at me in anticipation. He is in a leather jock, chaps, boots and harness. I walk to him and stand with the pouch of my dirty jock inches from his face. My hand goes to the back of his head—and I pull him into the pouch and the mound of hardening cock it tries to hide. He inhales deeply and begins to tongue me through the fabric. His teeth pull the fabric away and my cock bounces out, slapping him in the face. He grunts and takes me into his mouth. He gives great head. I let him set the tempo…and then grab his head and fuck his mouth. I pull off of him. We are both panting. He leans in and gets my balls sopping wet. Then back to my cock. Back and forth. I need to taste him. I tell him to get on the fuckbench. He scrambles up on it and wiggles his ass in anticipation. My tongue plunges in. He tastes of soap and sweat. I eat him out for a very long time. I stand up. My cock slaps his upturned ass. I poke at his hole…and then slide in. I bottom out and he groans. I fuck him with short strokes—and then increasing in length. “Let me taste my ass.” I pull out, move around and feed him my cock. He licks me clean of all his ass juices. I fuck him again—and then grab the eggheaded dildo. He takes the toy easily—but not me with it. I pull it out and just fuck him again. We change to the sling—after he discards his harness. I eat his juicy ass again. I make it juicier with a shot of piss. My tongue pushes all the pale liquid that is clinging to his ass hair into his now puffy hole. He loves this—and tells me so. I fuck him a long time. I change up with the big black butt plug. I work it in…and slap the base of it with my fist, feeling it jiggle in his butt. The poppers open—and then I do it again and he groans in sheer pleasure. We break as he wants to lose the chaps. Once they are in a pile on the floor, he hops back in the sling and I rim and fuck his now sloppy hole. I do a few lateral stretches with my eight fingers. He likes this and tells me so. I go back and forth between tongue, cock and fingers. The speculum is next. I crank it open easily. My fingers snake in and stroke his prostate. He tells me he’s had a speculum…but no one has ever played with him while it’s open. I grin—and stroke it again—then stand up and slide my cock into the opening the speculum has made. He pants. His cock twitches—getting half hard again. We break on the bed. A brief spooning. Suddenly he rolls over and finds my cock with his mouth. He leaves some deep throat saliva and then impales himself on me. I watch our reflection in the large mirror behind the bed—showing me how hot my dick looks going into his ass from an entirely different perspective. We go back to the sling. I eat his freshly fucked hole. “I have to piss…” he groans. “Do it.” “You want it…?” “Piss yourself. Let me taste it.” He lets go—so it all sluices down his hairy ass crack and onto my tongue. I have to keep swallowing or drown. When it lets up a little, I can poke some into his ass with my tongue. He groans and mutters things under his breath…of which I can only catch “...fucking pig….” I wonder which of us he means… I use the biggest toy on him—the one that reminds me of a perverted Christmas tree. He takes the ever bigger ridges of it easily. We fuck on the floor. Once with him on his knees. Another time with me on the rimseat mat. Only then do I begin to fist him…first on the bench, then the sling… I fuck between alternating hands: Left, Right, Cock. Left, Right Cock. And finally I work my cock into him with my left hand in place. He groans—looking up into the mirror above the sling. “I’m jerking off in your ass.” This sends another splash of his own piss all over his chest. * It’s time for the rimseat. I want to taste his now totally wrecked hole. I get him up and then have him lean into the sling. I piss his ass crack…with a few spurts deep into his butt. I move to under the seat. He sits. He toys with me. He lets me lick off whatever piss is clinging to the outside. Only then does he open his hole—for just a quick splash on my tongue. I groan. He lets go. It’s not a lot…but enough piss sluices out of him for me to make me take my hand off my cock. I clean him with my tongue. He gets up—unbidden—and rides my dick as I lie there. He knows to sit right back down on my face, giving me the dripping mess of his ass. “I need to breed you,” I mumble around the lips of the hole smashed on my face. He stands and pulls me up. He gets on the bench. I sink into him. I only need a few strokes to give him my load. I pant. Compose myself. And take the picture… There are pictures of his hot ass on the original post: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/05/working-over-jay.html

My Playroom—October, December 2020 and January 2021 The number of Covid cases in Michigan in October was quite low. I played more that month than any other in this horrible year, always talking a lot to my potential partners in how they were dealing with it all. Being basically retired, I could also isolate myself after each meet and monitor things. Keshawn has appeared a number of times in these pages. But I have never used his name. We met at CLAW one year in the middle of an orgy. We took turns on some very lucky men. If I am big, he is huge. We have fucked in tandem in Cleveland, and at Cum-Unions in both Chicago and Indy. Our usual MO is to move through a room full of bottoms and plunder as many as possible. Keshawn is also versatile. I have fucked him a number of times while his monster is up some hot ass. But we have never played one on one. He had been celibate all summer—and was incredibly tired of his own hand. We talked about a meet. He was more than ready. We thought about a third to give him a bottom, but decided against it. He was fine when I told him about the limited play I had been doing. He came up to be one of the last men in my old playroom—and then met me again two more times in my new digs. They were short meets—extremely focused on my making a meal of his ass and fucking his load out of that big cock. Keshawn is tall and well defined. As I age, I find it harder and harder to pin down how old someone is--he could be anywhere from 27 to 37. His ass is full. Very full. At the large gatherings, I had spent very little time with my tongue up him. That was about to change… It’s been a long drive for him. And he is now in the shower. Soon enough he emerges. He is as boisterous as ever as we chat as we go up the stairs to the playroom. He loves the arrangement of equipment. He tosses off the robe I lent him, revealing some designer backless underwear before kneeling on the padded floor. “Let me taste that Daddy dick of yours…” He doesn’t wait for me to remove it from my jock. He inhales the pouch and begins to mouth it. I am almost instantly erect as this young man chews the fabric, pulling it to the side with his teeth to get at the main course. He tongues the pre-cum out of my big slit. He takes me into his mouth—and I harden the rest of the way buried in his throat. I slowly fuck his face…until he gags. “So hot,” he gasps out around the cock in his mouth. I begin again, doing three shallow strokes and then go deep on the fourth. He gags again. Delighted. He stands and I kneel. I do well tonguing his swollen cock head…and a good three inches down his length—but to open wide enough, I don’t feel like I can cover my teeth. He doesn’t care. He uses my mouth for his pleasure. My hand finds his hot hole. The moment I touch his pucker, he pulls out of me and gets on the fuck bench. His ass is there in all its glory. Pic I kneel again and pull the globes apart. “Eat my hole. Rim me good…” My tongue connects. He reacts like I have given him an electric shock. His hand goes under the bench to his cock and begins stroking as I eat him out. I go up the whole crack with my tongue before zeroing in exclusively on his hole. I ream. I spit. I go deeper and deeper. I stand up and swipe my dripping cock head down his crack. “I want to push my pre-cum into you…” I tell him. He groans and beats harder. My tongue loves the added flavor. I pull his cheeks apart again. He has the softest skin of any man I know. Finally I have to fuck him. I stand up. I go in. Slowly. The old inch by inch. Until I am buried. Until my unruly reddish bush is flatten against his ass cheeks. “Fuuuuucccckkkk…” he hisses. I hold. I pull out just as slowly. Now I go in faster. And faster. Soon I am pile driving his ass. He is vocal with every thrust. Calling me a dirty fucker. Making low guttural noises. Or just panting. And he beats his cock. I pause and pull out. I think he likes ass to mouth…and then he commands me to “Bring that thing up here” before I can take the first step. He cleans me off, relishing my spit and his ass juices all over my hard shaft. I go back to fucking. I fuck him harder. And do another trip to his mouth. Again, thoroughly cleaned and spit shined. This time I kneel and relish the anal lube his ass is producing. My tongue can’t get enough of his ass slime. I stand up. And surprise myself by pissing on his hole. He gasps—and goes with it…especially when I fall to my knees and lick it all up—pushing some deep inside him. I fuck him again. Hard and fast. He huffs some poppers—and cleans every millimeter of my cock and balls. We break for a moment to rest his legs. We move to the sling. I fuck him slowly and easily. His eyes never leave the mirror above him. Nor his hand from his oversized prick. I finally speed up and make the chains rattle. We try a cock clean, but the position is awkward. I eat his fucked out hole. I rail into…and eat it out again. Over and over. We have a water break. I suggest the rimseat. I tell him to use his poppers freely. His hole opens and as the seat spreads him. I have a feast…almost feeling smothered by the big bootie filling the space above me. He is moaning and panting the entire time my tongue works tirelessly to fuck his used hole. He gets up without any warning. “I almost shot,” he confesses. As he helps me up—his hand grazes my ass—then settles on the crack for a long moment. Part of me wishes I could help him out—but there would be no way with his massive dick. And he doesn’t ask—instead he eagerly gets in the sling. “Fuck my cum out of me. Pile drive my ass, Daddy…” It doesn’t take long. I pound his hole. Balls slapping his ass on every stroke. And suddenly he fires it off. The first shot hits his neck. The rest pools on his abs. I am so close, but not quite there…I mop up his cum, coat my cock and push back in, Keshawn’s eyes wide. I blast instantly with all his slickness coating my cock. Again and again. Keshawn visited twice more in the coming months. The other two meets were almost identical. But he always left a very happy man… The orignal post is here--with a great picture of his ass: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/04/keshawn-seeks-my-brand-of-covid-relief.html

My Playroom—September, 2020 We’d been talking online forever. I was pretty sure that talk was all that this one would ever be—after all there was an almost 40 year age difference. But we kept talking. We loved the same things— juicy, cumfilled fucks. Loads shot down the throat. And most of all piss—anywhere and everywhere. And then on the last day of the month, he asked to come to the playroom. We talked about covid. He never left his college apartment, where he lived alone, as all his classes were virtual. I told him about meeting the guys in their playroom…which was just shy of two weeks ago. He was fine with that. He asked that we not use names. I would be Daddy. I was to call him Boy or Urinal. I was fine with that. It actually made my dick twitch. Then he asked if this meet could just be oral. (I was guessing he’d stopped his PrEP as he was not hooking up.) Normally, I might not have agreed to no fucking, but the lure of a piss pig was too strong. It was the right decision. He arrives right on time—and needing to piss. We go right upstairs and strip. The boy is tall and lanky. He could almost be me at 24, thin, toned not muscular, shaggy hair, slightly hairy chest, and a big hard dick pokes out of the side of his jock. He goes barefoot. I am in a dirty jock and boots. “Come here, Boy.” I point to between my spread legs as I lean on the fuck bench. “Suck my dick.” “Yes, Daddy.” He kneels between my boots. He inhales. And begins to mouth the dried piss and cum on the jock. He groans. He fists his growing dick. I just have to touch his arm and he knows to stop jerking himself. He concentrates on me. He takes me down effortlessly. This Boy has talent. And I tell him so. I finally stop him. He rocks back on his heels, looking at my engorged, red dick. “Beautiful, Daddy.” I thank him by sending a short blast of piss across his face. The blast covers his face. The second spurt goes into his open, begging mouth. I push my cock into his piss filled mouth and face fuck him…making him drool some piss down his chest. He whimpers. A whimper that tells me he loves it. “Get on the fuck bench. I need to at least eat that ass.” He clambers up as he says, “Daddy, the next time we meet, I promise you will fuck me with that beautiful Daddy Dick.” His ass is magnificent. It is the perfect bubble butt. There is some hair in the crack—and quite a bit right around his hole. The jock frames it perfectly. My cock so wants to poke into that pucker. But I kneel and settle for my tongue. I lick the length of the crack. I tongue fuck him. I travel down his hairy taint, pull the jock away and lick his balls from behind. I suddenly feel it. I stand and shoot a spurt of piss on his ass crack. “Yes!” he crows. “Give it to me.” I am already back on my knees and licking it all up. I swallow most of it. And push some into his tight boy hole. “I need to piss so bad—but I’m too hard,” he moans. I tell him to get up. He does and instantly goes to his knees and swallows me down. “Don’t forget my balls.” Boy moves off my dick and takes one after the other into his mouth. I stop jerking and will myself to piss a little. I get the tiniest drizzle to run down my shaft and over my balls—which he laps up with tiny grunts in the back of his throat. We break long enough to drink a bottle of water each. “Sling time.” He gets in. I stand between his legs—and instantly shoot out a stream that first hits his mouth and then covers his chest. “Yesssssss!” he sighs. He scoops up some with the palm of his hand and dribbles it into his mouth. I lap up what has landed on his sizable cock. He squirms. “Does Daddy suck Boy dick?” I don’t answer. I give him head that makes him squirm. I stop when I see his balls tightening. Now I go to his ass. His hand goes to his cock. I stop and look at him. He lets go and grabs the D-rings of the sling. I love how open his hole is now—almost like a dick had been in it. I tongue fuck him. Then I give him a quick, short piss squirt and go back to eating it. I hand him the blindfold. He puts it on. I lick his entire body. I piss on his pits—splashing some into his mouth as well. I lick it up. I move to the other pit and do it again. I cover his cock and lick it off, careful not to take him into my mouth. Then it is back to his wet ass. “Daddy, I have to…piss…” and before he gets the last word out, he is pissing all over himself—his now semi hard pointing right at his mouth. I grab his dick and point it straight up where his piss rains down on his pubes and balls—and begins to sluice down his ass crack. I swallow it down. It is incredibly sweet. When I have had enough, I stand up and rub my cock around on the wet crack of his ass. I bring it to his mouth. He hungrily cleans my cock of his own piss mixed with mine. I take off the blindfold and get him out of the sling. We drink a little more. He kneels and I truly feed him a piss load down his throat. He is on the verge of shooting as I do it. I clamp down and stop myself from emptying it all down his throat. “Stand up and lean into the sling.” He does. I tell him I’m going to piss his crack—and then he’s going to sit on the rimseat. I cover his bubble butt with the last of my piss load, directing most of it to the hairy crack. I lie down and shut the seat down. He sits—carefully—this is a first for him. His ass rains piss down on my face. He moans loudly as my tongue finds what was once a pucker and is now becoming a slit—even without fucking. This is doing it for me. I have to stop jerking my dick to make sure I will give it the Boy. “Daddy—that feels so good.” His hole opens more. My tongue goes deeper. “It’s just like you’re fucking me.” I grunt, lost in the moment. “I promise to come back so you can breed me…” I tongue fuck him. Hard. I wish that he could piss again—I so want to be covered as he is sitting there. Without warning he stands up. He kneels between my legs and takes my cock into his hot mouth…and before I know it, I am giving him my load. I shoot and shudder and hold him in place. Not that he is going anywhere. When I finally let him go—he still stays there, making sure he has every drop. We get up. He whispers “May I cum?” “Of course. How can I help?” “Eat my boipussy some more.” He gets in the sling—where there are still puddles of piss on the leather. He jerks and I eat. He shoots—like 24 year olds do—copious and very white—all over himself. He doesn’t expect me to lick it up. Or feed him some cum off my fingers. But he is glad I do… The Original is here: [think before following links] [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/01/daddy-i-have-topiss.html

I often play with a couple. The more sub man was having trouble taking much of my dick. The Dom in the relationship was not pleased that I couldn't be properly serviced and began working his sub with those 'real deal' dildos Fort Troff sells. He started him with a small toy and worked him up to one my size. The boy choked a lot at first, I'm told, but learned, with constant repetition, to overcome it. It's worth trying.

West Michigan—September, 2020 I didn’t play for 20 days after the fourway, detailed in ‘A Quartet of Cum.’ I waited. I was fine. I used my down time to begin to pack the house. And to check in with some fuck buds. If anything good came out of this time, it was that I found men I had not been in touch with for months. I dropped them a line on the hook up sites. Or wrote them a long email. Or sent them a series of texts. The men I really knew, to a man, were being careful and in good health. That was good news—and I needed some of that. I wasn’t looking for sex—at least not initially, I needed to check in and see how they all were coping. Many were not remotely ready for a romp, but it was great to re-connect. But one couple, Jayce and Mark, really wanted to share my cock. They had done nothing with anyone else since March. One worked from home. The other couldn’t work until his business would be allowed to re-open. Would I come to their house on Saturday night? I went. With my rimseat. I am shown into the lower level office, next to the playroom. We hug and chat about our lives over bottles of beer for them and water for me. Mark goes off to step through the shower, leaving me with Jayce. His sleeveless flannel shirt is open, revealing his very furry chest. Soon enough, he is down on the floor between my legs, unbuttoning my 501’s. He inhales deeply as he reaches my jock and moans in the back of his throat. His mouth is now all over it, leaving it wet. He works my hardening dick out of the pouch, mostly with his teeth and with only one assist of his finger. It springs up and he swallows me down, his full beard brushing my balls. He keeps my dick deep in his throat, bobbing lightly on me, until he chokes. He comes up for air…and does it all over again. Mark comes back, wrapped in a towel and watches his partner suck me. Soon the towel drops as his dick hardens. He comes closer and feeds it to me. He bottoms out in my mouth as Jayce takes me to the root—I love the feeling of giving and getting simultaneously. Mark goes to his knees and takes turns with Jayce. There is always one on my dick and one on my balls. They rotate from one position to the other with skill, leaving my cock and balls a sopping mess of mixed saliva. “We should go into the playroom.” I take the rimseat bag and follow Jayce as Mark goes upstairs to put on some leather. On the far wall are two slings, side by side. One is hung from the ceiling, the other from a frame. There is a rolling table for lubes and toys. There is a bondage chair—and just room for me to set up the rimseat to one side of a huge sink. Jayce kneels as I stand up from putting the pillow under the seat. He spends some more time on my dick—leaving me once again wet and hard as a rock. “Get in the sling. No, just bend over into it.” With his feet on the floor, his hairy chest rests on the leather. He grabs the chains. I kneel and look at the full, hairy globes in front of me. At this angle, I have to pull them apart. Doing so makes my dick drool as I see his pink hole in the middle of all the dark fur. My tongue drills into him. Jayce gasps and makes the chains rattle. Mark walks in and watches me eat his partner out. I stop only briefly to glance at him and smile. He’s in a harness, boots—and a cod piece that he has already unsnapped so he can stroke. I spit one last time onto Jayce’s hole. I stand up and smear my pre-cum around the already slightly puffy lips. This makes Jayce groan. His hole is open and ready. I line up my cock and slide halfway in. The poppers open. I hear the huff. His hole relaxes and I slide in the rest of the way. I pause just for a moment. “Fuck him,” says Mark. I do. Slowly and deliberately. Mark moves to the side so he can see my dick enter his man. Over and over. Pulling out wet and shiny in the red light of the playroom. Mark moves behind me. His cock is resting in my ass crack and his hands on my nipples. He tweaks them. Hard. His hips begin to push into my butt to make me fuck Jayce faster. I do. Until all three of us are breathless. We reposition. Jayce climbs into the other sling in the usual way. I kneel and eat his freshly fucked hole. I turn and get a face full of cock. I suck Mark for a moment—and spit all the juice I collect onto Jayce’s hole. Mark moves around, eyeing us intently. I stand and fuck Jayce. Faster now. Taking my pleasure. Mark strokes. “Do you want to take a turn?” Mark grunts a “Yes.” I give way. He fucks Jayce, harder and faster…then pauses to work a finger in alongside his cock. Jayce whimpers. My dick drips. Mark tells me to fuck some more. He reclines in the other sling to get a different angle to watch. I fuck Jayce as hard as Mark was fucking him. Then I pause, step to the side and begin eating out Mark. Jayce babbles encouragement. I stand up and slap my cock on Mark’s ass. “You want it?” “Fuck, yeah…” I push in. He sighs. I pause, but Mark grunts out: “Fuck me. Drill me, fucker.” So I do. And then it’s back to Jayce. I spend a happy ten minutes or so going from one hole to the other. Back and forth. Both men wanting to see their partner take it. We pause. We drink. I get under the rimseat. Mark sits on my face and Jayce sits on my dick. It’s great to taste how wet I have made Mark’s hole. Without any prompting, the guys switch—though Mark never really gets astride my dick. Then it’s back to the slings. I start with Jayce. I piss on his hole, lick it and fuck it. I move over to Mark and lick his crack—and fuck him hard. Back in Jayce, Mark gets out of the sling. “I’m gonna shoot.” I move aside. He steps up and sprays his partner’s well fucked chute. He wipes the last drops off his dick on Jayce’s ball. I kneel and push some of Mark’s cum into Jayce with my tongue. I stand, and do the same with my dick. Mopping up all I can find with my cock head—and drilling it into place. The cum has made his hole even silkier. One more taste—and I am shooting my pent up load deep into the bearded boy… If you would like to see the orignal post, with links to my previous play with this couple, it is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/12/side-by-side-slings.html

I lost my virginity at 20. Back then, I was sure I wanted to be fucked. I loved the idea of giving myself to a man. I told this to the slightly older man who was about to have sex with me. He nodded, ready to open me up. The clothes came off. He looked at my large erection and said, "Are you sure about that?" He got my dick wet--and promptly sat on me. I remember thinking "Well, fuck..." and, likely just as promptly, gave him my load deep in his hole. Sometime in that first year of sex, I finally got fucked. And hated it. It was nothing like I had romanced myself into thinking about it. And I bled. I have rarely tried to be versatile again. I really am a top by nature and by endowment. And, now, by demand. I love versatile men. When playing alone, I can give them a session off from worrying about their erection. And vers guys are great for group sex--so many options for all of us!!

Many men I know do keep them in place...as they begin that journey.

Practice. And I'm not being flippant. Those sets of graduated butt plugs will be your friends.

I had a number of fisting encounters as I got back to playing that I am not reprinting here. If you care about those, follow this link for the first of them: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/11/fisting-ginger-bear.html Lansing—September, 2020 I stayed home each time after my fisting meets. Work was over, so that part was pretty easy. A week into my second self-isolation, I got a text from the couple who live north of me—and who I usually see, in normal times, at the monthly gathering of like minded, bareback loving men in Grand Rapids. They wondered how I was doing—and if I was playing with anyone. I told them what I had done—the motel and the fistings. They had done nothing since spring—and wanted to see what the three of us might feel comfortable doing. We talked (one of them works in health care, no less,) and we agreed we would be fine with the three of us to meet by the weekend. And then it grew to four. They really wanted to include a versatile man to give the top in the relationship a new hole to fuck. It was a man they knew and trusted….and so I went for it. It was a great fall day to drive north. My hosts answered the door. (The top is tall and thin, and graying at the temples. His dick is about my length—but is significantly thicker as you go down the shaft. He loves me to fuck a hole first—so he has an easier time getting in. His other half (Tim) is versatile, a few years younger, shorter and good looking.) We chatted in their living room as we waited for the fourth man. We didn’t have to wait long. Soon Tim ushers in a man in his mid 40’s. He was fit, built and reminded me of the man in the pit where I get my oil changed. I was instantly hard. We all were given a bottle of water and headed for the master bedroom… We strip down. Everyone keeps on some kind of a jock, but the other Top. I kneel and lace up my boots. When I straighten up, the guy I don’t know is kneeling on the bed and trying to get the Top’s cock all the way down his throat. Tim is watching and stroking. I tell him to kneel on the bed and I go to my knees and dive into his ass. My tongue finds his warm pucker and begins to massage it open. I spit three or four times and stand up to fuck. The new guy is choking on dick—but in a hot kind of way. I wipe a drool of pre-cum from my dick head on the wet hole in front of me and slide halfway in. Tim groans, poppers up—and his ass welcomes me all the way in. I fuck. The sound of my nuts slapping the fleshy ass makes the new guy pull off the dick and look at us. He repositions himself so Tim can suck his cock—as my mechanic fantasy goes back to sucking the Top. I fuck hard and fast We shift again, each of us now tasting the New Guy in turn. When we aren’t sucking him, we find another cock or ass to feast on. Tim gets the New Guy hardest and sits on it, to the delight of his partner. I take my turn of the Top’s dick, swallowing him nicely until the dreaded bulge, as he watches his boy get impaled. The guys re-position the fuck. Tim is on his knees, NG is standing up to fuck. I squirm under Tim so I can lick the underside of NG’s dick as he plows Tim. The Top sucks me. NG loves my tongue on his shaft and balls as he fucks—and says so, calling me a ‘fucking pig.’ Tim is fucked harder now. I have to suck Tim’s dick to get out of the way as NG drills him. Finally, Tim pulls off him, collapsing on me. “We should take this upstairs to our playroom.” We all agree. I grab my bag but am stopped by the New Guy saying, “Let me suck that again.” I let him. And in moments he goes from getting my dick wet to kneeling on the bed, pleading with me to go easy on his ass. I tease his hole with my wet cock. Just my dripping cock head is sucked into his hungry hole. I don’t go deep. Just enough to make him pant. “Let’s go find our hosts.” We grab our water bottles and go upstairs to what was once a maid’s room. There is a big bed, a sling on a frame and a rimseat. “We got the rimseat so you wouldn’t have to bring yours,” I’m told. NG bends over the bed and announces he needs to be fucked. I look at the Top. He graciously gives me the go ahead with a wave of his hand. His partner kneels and sucks the Top’s big dick as I kneel and eat out the ass I had toyed with downstairs. I lick and prod his hole with my tongue. He does poppers and begins pleading with me to get my dick in him. I stand up and drive it home. He takes it all the while giving the sexiest moans. He’s a great fuck—a hole that talks to my dick and knows when to tighten and when to loosen up. The Top stands and watches me fuck. Our eyes connect. I know he wants a turn. I lean across NG’s back and whisper in his ear that he’s about to get a thicker cock. His only response is to inhale poppers again. I pull out and the Top fucks him without mercy. My cock is cleaned by Tim—before he leans over the bed and inserts it into his ass. The two men bottoming reach out and hold onto each other as they take more than seventeen inches of dick between them. This does it for NG. We’ve turned him. He does not top again the entire session. I fuck Tim in the sling, while NG rides the Top prone on the bed. Then we switch holes. Tim rides his partner and I fuck NG in the sling. I get under the rimseat and eat out Tim’s wet, loose hole. I can hear the Top pounding into NG. Suddenly there is a cry—The Top has to be unloading in NG. Tim stands up, straddling me. I can’t move, even if I want to. “Sit here.” It’s Tim directing NG to sit on the rimseat—and for me to eat his partner’s load out of the dripping, hairy ass. He sits, poppers up and the cum from his hole begins to drip into my mouth. I clean him up, getting every drop my tongue can find. I tongue fuck him, over and over. I hear the Top go downstairs. Tim pulls NG up off the seat. “Get in the sling,” he tells him. Tim helps him into the stirrups as I raise the seat and stand up. “You should cum in his ass,” Tim says. “You don’t want it?” “I have had it plenty of times…give it to him—and fuck in the cum still in there.” I spit in my hand and slather it on my dick. I slide in. Tim stands to the side, working NG’s nips with one hand while beating off his own dick. NG kneads his semi hard. I fuck him. Hard and long strokes. Then by standing still and moving the sling back and forth on my rampant hard on. “Fill him up,” Tim croons. “Breed him.” “Yeah, give me more seed…” NG moans around the popper bottle held to his mouth. I pick up the tempo—and explode deep inside the wet ass. Tim hears me—and fires across the hairy chest in front of him. My hand swipes up some of his load and coats my cock with it. “Fuck it into him,” groans Tim. I do. The New Guy’s cock hardens as he realizes what just happened. And he drools out a load… The original post is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/12/a-quartet-of-cum.html

I often have porn playing in the playroom during a scene. I don't own porn with music tracks. It's for the grunts and groans--to heighten the aural experience. We never sit and watch it. I might catch something out of the corner of my eye and think--"I should get the speculum out, too.".

I had no sex from the middle of March to the end of August, 2020. There are still posts and re-posts of hot times on the parent blog for those interested. Here I am skipping to the next new playtime. Kalamazoo—August, 2020 It was time to have sex again. I knew it—and I knew I needed to do it with some thought. I had not played since March 14. But now, in late August, my intensive summer work schedule (made even more intense with figuring out how to keep working safely during Covid) was over. Brayton, the always horny, cute cub I had first used at the bookstore—and then invited to join Don and Reid in the playroom—had let me know that he, too, was ready to play. A new text told me he had been talking to a number of men in his stable, all in the same boat. He had taken the bull by the horns and rented a motel room. Would I be interested? I was and I wasn’t. This was not quite how I thought I’d jump back in. I talked to Brayton. He assured me that the other men had taken the lockdown to heart and been idle for months. I declined. And then I changed my mind. My cock won. I went. It is an incredibly cheap motel. It’s not hard to find as it’s right on the highway. Top of the line when it was built in the 1990’s, it has fallen on hard times. I park and walk by another gathering, currently with the door wide open and the participants spilling out into the parking lot. With loud music blaring and cans, bottles or a pipe in every hand, it looks more like drink and drugs are on the menu there and not sex. I pick up my pace and knock on a door at the opposite end of this wing of rooms. It takes a second but Brayton opens the door, naked but for a jock. We hug. I go in as he continues to dither about getting his phone to play music to cover the sounds of sex. I start to strip. We seem to be alone. But then the toilet flushes. And there are voices. Two men emerge from the bathroom. Both are somewhere between 27 and 37. One is short, mostly fit, with dark hair and an impish grin. The other man is around six foot, also dark and carrying some extra pounds. The bigger man stops dead as he sees me in my jock and sits on the other bed. The smaller man smiles and goes back into the bathroom. I sit and retie the laces on my boots. And we sit. The smaller man returns. I am introduced. We smile and nod. The larger guy disappears back into the bathroom. Finally, with the music figured out, Braydon comes and kneels in front of me. I stand up. The smaller man watches intently as Braydon pulls my cock out of the pouch. It dangles for a moment—stretching to his full length—before Braydon swallows it down. I hold the back of Braydon’s head pulling him onto my cock. He chokes—and I let him off me. The young man on the bed touches his own jock pouch. I now fuck Braydon’s mouth. When he comes up for air, he turns to the smaller guy. “You’ve gotta taste this cock.” The young man comes over and kneels next to Braydon. Braydon steers my cock into the other man’s open mouth. He groans as his tongue finds my piss slit. I stand stock still and let the two men go back and forth on my dick. It feels great. Wet and sloppy. The groans from the two men bring the other man out of the bathroom. He sits on the far bed. He kneads his jock pouch as he watches them give me head. “I need to get fucked.” Braydon stands up. I assume this is my cue—but surprisingly the smaller guy tells Braydon to get on all fours. I watch the smaller guy spit on Braydon’s pucker and finger it into him. In moments, he has pushed his uncut dick into Braydon. The larger guy comes over to watch. I stick my dick into Braydon’s mouth. He groans as he is spit roasted. The larger guy moves behind me, reaching around my chest to twist my nipples. Soon, he stops and kneels down next to me. I push my cock into his mouth. He gives a great blowjob. Every inch of skin is licked. He moves down to my balls, too. These surprise him—bigger than he expects—and likely hairier. He leaves them wringing wet. “I need that in my ass,” he says holding on to my wet cock and looking up into my eyes. “Yeah,” I nod. There is a knock at the door. Braydon pulls away from the man fucking him and answers it. Two men come in—both around my age. I recognize the man with ginger hair from chats online—though we have never met. His partner is dark and hairy. They strip off and instantly kneel on either side of my dick. This sends the bigger guy back to the far bed to watch and stroke. The new couple take turns taking me to the root. It makes the hairy guy so hard, he stops to fuck Braydon’s ass, as his partner continues to suck me. Finally, I fuck Braydon myself. His ass is very wet—though no one has claimed to shot a load. I fuck him hard, kneeling on the bed—so Braydon can clean the cock of the Hairy guy. I fuck until my knees tell me to stand up. The small guy goes right back up Braydon. I replace the Hairy guy in Braydon’s mouth. I notice the Ginger has some sort of toy up the man I was about to fuck when the last two arrived. The Hairy guy slaps his semi hard cock against mine. Braydon takes the hint and sucks both of us—back and forth. Eventually, I pull out of his mouth, leaving the now harder cock of the Hairy guy in Braydon. I move around and sink to my knees and begin to eat the very hairy ass crack in front of me. I get lost in rimming the overly hairy ass in front of me. I have no idea how long I tongue fuck the Hairy guy as Braydon sucks him. I actually have to pull his ass cheeks apart, they are so full. My saliva leaves him incredibly wet. We now take turns fucking Braydon. The three of us in rotation. Always letting whoever pulls out of Braydon’s ass into his mouth for proper ATM. Eventually I go over to the other bed. I fuck the bigger guy. It’s rough getting into him—but once I do and he relaxes, he flowers open. But it is too much for him. He begs me to stop fucking or he’ll cum. I pull out as he continues to suck on the Ginger. I go behind the Ginger and kneel. My tongue finds the new ass crack. His response is at first surprise—and then he bends over in pleasure. His cock sucker flips onto his back and worms under him—so he can suck the Ginger’s balls as well as his cock. The Ginger is in heaven. I eat him out—reveling in the difference between he and his partner—one so hairy and one so smooth. I finally have to stand up. My cock slides down the wet ass crack as I stretch. He bucks back on it. I insert it. Slowly. Another very tight hole. “Holy shit,” the Ginger mutters. But I sink balls deep into him. I hold and begin to fuck. Slowly. Long strokes. Instantly, the Ginger explodes. Cum is everywhere on the man under him, his face looking like a freshly glazed donut. I carefully pull out. I go to lick up some of the jizz. There’s a knock at the door. “What’s going on in there?” First we freeze, then the five of us move to the tiny bathroom as Braydon answers it. A woman, claiming to be security, is threatening to call the police. Braydon gets rid of her. There is another knock almost immediately. It is the woman from the front desk, telling him she has just made the call. When the door closes a second time, we come out of the bathroom. For me, the mood is broken. Even if it is not true, as Braydon insists, I won’t be getting hard again easily. I get dressed. The others decide to wait it out. I get to my car just as the flashing lights of two police cars begin circling the parking lot… The original post is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/11/breaking-quarantine-with-braydon-and.html

Absolutely. I love bottoms who can't wait to taste their ass on my cock!

I have always had a long fuse before the explosion, but the fuck time has just gotten longer and longer as I have aged. Prolonged even more by going back and forth between my mouth and my cock (and fist, for some) on the hole of the moment.

Toronto—March, 2020 (This picks up right after the last post. And is a fitting conclusion to my 5 or so hours of fucking and felching....) I find Kevin in a sling in the upstairs area. The small area is actually deserted save for a blow job happening by the other vacant sling. From the look of his hole, Kevin has been busy all night. It is gaping slightly and the ass lips are tremendously puffy. I kneel and massage them with my tongue. He groans and hits the poppers. I stick my tongue in him as far as it will go. I am rewarded with the familiar trickle of cum. I swirl it in my mouth and spit it back into him. Someone comes up the stairs and stops by him. “You gonna just eat his manpussy or are you gonna fuck it?” I ignore him and keep savoring the load deep in Kevin. “Get out of the way, man, I want to fuck him.” I stand up. My rock hard cock slaps down on Kevin’s jock pouch. The impatient guy starts to say something, sees my cock and stops himself. Then: “Yeah, let me watch you fuck him with that big dick.” I slide in. Kevin moans and the demanding guy exhales a long, low breath. He begins to beat his standard issue cock. “Fuck, man. You must love that big dick.” Kevin just grunts and concentrates on squeezing down on me. I begin to speed up. I slam it into Kevin. “Fuck, yeah. If you fucked me like that, I’d blow a load. I fuck Kevin harder…then slow down so he can take another hit. Once the cap is safely on, I speed up again. “Fuck, man…” I turn to him. “Do you want to fuck him now?” “Yeah. Let me in.” I step aside. The Talker pushes in. “Damn, he’s wet. You take a lot of loads?” Kevin just murmurs “Fuck me.” I watch. My hand reaches out and touches the bucking ass of the Talker. I find his hole. It’s wet with lube, maybe load. I move around behind him and drill into him. “Fuck! You’re huge. Shit, I’m gonna cum!” And he does. Filling Kevin’s hole. I can feel each explosion, as he clamps down on my dick. I pull out of him—and he takes off, thanking us. “That’s what I want you to finally do to me,” says Kevin. It’s true. I have always wanted to breed him. But just not quite yet. Instead I hunker down and enjoy the load left by the Talker, before fucking it deeper and deeper into Kevin’s exceptional hole… * It’s the last hour. More and more guys are unloading and going home. Every hole I fuck now seems to be sloppy with someone’s cum. Dolf Dietrich is just dripping cum. When I fuck him again, there is a veritable river of jizz flowing from his ass. I have to work at not adding mine to the mix, but I am holding out for a re-match with Kevin. Finally, I know it’s time. I go in search of Kevin. But he’s gone. He is not at any of the fuck stations. But I do find a cum drunk Alexandros. He is being fucked, bent over a block in the maze, by a big burly bear twice his age. Another man, shorter and much younger, waits his turn to unload in that hot ass. I watch the Bear grunt out a “Take it!” and he obviously shoots deep into Alexandros’ hot hole. The Bear slaps his ass, and takes off. The younger guy slides right in before Alexandros can turn to see who he is...as if that matters… “Breed me…” hisses Alexandros. In about a dozen strokes the guy does. Violently and loudly. The breeder gets slightly embarrassed at the loudness of his orgasm and takes off. I kneel and lick at the runny, puffy hole. “Daddy!” croons Alexandros. He reaches back and holds my head in place. His ass flowers open and a river of cum oozes into my mouth. “Ooooh,” he sighs. I have to swallow fast. I stop touching myself or I’ll shoot. When the stream finally stops, I stand up and slip into his slippery canal. “Fuck me…” I churn the cum. I wonder if I will finally shoot. And thinking the thought, my cock responds. It unloads in his ass. Adding to the loads. But it is that involuntary expulsion—my dick saying ‘fuck you’ to so much stimulation. A dumping of load without the feeling. It feels good, but… I hold onto the back of Alexandros. He turns his head awkwardly and we kiss. I slide down and clean up his hole with my tongue and we kiss again. He tells me his name on AssPig so we can find each other another trip. He takes off. “Promise me you’ll fist me next time.” I nod. He disappears in the direction of the coat check. And I realize my cock has not gone down. There are not many men left. I continue in the maze. I turn a corner. And there he is. Dolf is still getting fucked. His hole is overflowing. There are three men watching a big guy pound into him, churning all that seed. There is a true sloshing sound with the pistoning. As if it were a piss fuck, not just cum in there. But it is all white and beautiful. My cock strains at the sight of it. The guy finishes—grunting out his load. He slaps his sticky cock on both of Dolf’s butt cheeks after he pulls out. I look at the three others, waiting my turn. But they are voyeurs, not fuckers. Dolf is groaning. He starts to get up. I touch his shoulder and he goes right back into place. I kneel. I lovingly slurp up the dripping loads on his balls, the frothed cum from around his puffy hole, the sticky spots all over his ass. Dolf groans. “I’m going to give you mine now,” I growl. I dig the poppers out of my boot. I take a hit as I give him one more tonguing deep into his over-used hole. I feel the orgasm warning before I even stand up. I rise. I fuck about six strokes. This time there is every nerve screaming as I unload whatever is left in my balls… The orginal posts are here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/10/fukdto-grand-finale.html

My group play started slowly by the end of April--and in earnest in May. The first host did ask for vaccination cards.

Toronto—March, 2020 (This picks up immediately after the last post.) “Please, will you a fuck a friend of mine?” I nod and Alexandros leads the way to the glory hole wall. Two asses are displayed in the side by side glory holes, their legs in the chains attached to the wall. The first it a meaty, hairy bear ass. A young Asian is fucking it hard—and panting. The other ass is younger, flatter and smooth. Alexandros nods toward him. “Jimmy has never tried the wall before.” I kneel and stick my tongue in the offered pucker. The man jerks in surprise that someone is there, making the chains rattle. But he groans as my tongue digs deeper into him. Alexandros watches me work, and then kneels and knocks my hand away from my own cock. It’s not a good angle but he sucks me as I eat out the hole. I stand up ready to fuck. “Go easy—he’s only had one dick tonight.” “Spit on his hole,” I tell Alexandros. He does. And then he leans forward and pushes his gob in with his tongue. Then I spit and he does the same with mine. I push his face into the wet ass. “Eat him out.” Alexandros squirms happily as I hold his head in place. Jimmy is moaning at all the attention, though it’s faint from behind the wall. I finally let go of the boy’s head. He comes up grinning and I pull him into a kiss. Our tongues are busy as I taste our spit and Jimmy’s ass. My cock is more than ready to plow. I break the kiss and enter the kid in the wall. Slowly and steadily. I hear the popper bottle open. But he takes me easily. Soon I am bucking into him. With both gloryholes in use, we get some audience watching and stroking. My friend from Fukd, Parker, has replaced the Asian in the bear’s ass. We nod to each to other as we fuck. A man I fucked earlier in one of the slings upstairs, spells me on Jimmy’s ass. He gives the kid as good as I gave him. Alexandros is on my cock, cleaning me up the moment I pull out. He does the same for the new guy when I go back up Jimmy. I wave Parker over when he pulls out of the Bear. “Clean him,” I tell Alexandros. Parker lets him clean him up and then holds him in place to fuck his face. Eventually he takes a turn on Jimmy’s ass. And I fuck Alexandros right next to them with Alex just bent over and braced against the wall. Then we switch, I fuck Jimmy one last time and Parker fucks Alexandros, whose mancunt is becoming incredibly sloppy from all his self lubing. Jimmy asks for a break. We help haul him out of the hole. He staggers a little as he lands on his feet. But is incredibly happy. “That was hotter than I imagined,” he says, hugging all three of us. He’s a cute blond boy in his early 30’s. He staggers away, in his own cloud of happiness. I ask Parker and Alexandros who wants to take his place. Parker slides in. I fasten his legs to the chains. Alexandros goes to his knees and begins to rim Parker. I kneel next to him and we take turns sticking our tongues in his hot, hairy ass. Parker seems to have been fucked a fair amount this evening. My not having seen him until now, speaks to how many men are rutting here tonight. As we slurp at his hole, it begins to drip cum. I lick it up. I share it with my rim partner and then he catches the next cum leak and we snowball that. Parker is moaning, sniffing poppers, and calling us cumwhores. The mutual felching has made Alexandros get fully hard. He has a very large, uncut cock now jutting out of his designer jock. I am ready to fuck. I stand up. Alexandros spits on me and I begin to fuck Parker. Alex wiggles around and finds a way to lick my balls on the back stroke. I fuck into Parker’s hot hole and then pull out and find Alexandros’ mouth on my dick. He cleans and I push back into Parker. We do this two or three times. Then Alexandros stands up. He is still rock hard…not just his semi he has getting fucked. “You want to fuck him?” I ask. “I don’t do that.” I step to the side and hold on to his erection. I swipe it across Parker’s cum dripping ass. Someone’s cum is scooped up by Alexandros’ generous foreskin. He lets me do it once more before I go to my knees and stick my tongue into his foreskin to taste the mix of cum and his precum. Heavenly. I know there is no way he is actually going to fuck Parker, so I give his cock one more lick, spit it all on Parker’s hole and fuck it deep into Parker’s gut. I fuck Parker with swift long strokes. Then I grab Alexandros and bend him over again. But this time his face is in Parker’s ass. “Eat him out as I fuck you.” He does. I love how my cock thrusts shove the pretty Greek face into Parker’s now gaping hole. Parker groans at the new invasion—likely figuring it out though he can’t see us. I fuck Alexandros hard. So hard he finally calls a time out. He kisses me and says he will find me later, but he needs a drink. I eat Parker out myself. Fuck him a few more strokes and help him out of the hole. We find a quiet corner and chat for a moment while we share my water bottle. He pulls me into a kiss. Tender. Sweet. After all the rampant sex, something so basic is electric. It leads to him sucking me. And then me doing him. A hot friend of his arrives…and the moment evaporates as we turn his friend into a shared fuck toy… * I am sitting on a fuck cube by the bar. The gathering is just about ending its third hour. I need some down time. I drink and watch a three way at the nearest sling. Finally I get up and wander. I find Kevin in a sling in the upstairs area. The small area is actually deserted save for a blow job happening by the other vacant sling. From the look of his hole Kevin has been busy all night. It is gaping slightly and the ass lips are tremendously puffy. I kneel and massage them with my tongue. He groans and hits the poppers. I stick my tongue in him as far as it will go. I am rewarded with the familiar trickle of cum. I swirl it in my mouth and spit it back into him. Someone comes up the stairs and stops by him. “You gonna just eat his manpussy or are you gonna fuck it?” (One more to cum…after all, I was there for 4.5 of the 5 hours it ran!) The original is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/10/fukdto-asses-at-gloryhole.html