FelchingPisser

Near Home—April, 2021 So my last outing in April was back to the bookstore nearest my home. If the time before (detailed in the last entry) felt like I could not put a step wrong—this one felt quite different. Until an explosive end… The parking lot is busy—but not totally full as I pull in. A good sign. I pay and enter the larger, straight video room. A small crowd. I can actually sit in the aisle seat in the back. It’s the one I call the cocksucker seat as guys can stand along the back wall and with a simple turn be in your mouth. I stroke. Two guys are in the chairs in front of me and two guys are standing along the back wall. When I take my dick out, so do the men on the wall. I look at the one nearest me. He’s guy around my age who I have sucked before—and I know he likes my mouth. The other man is younger and new to me. He is late 40’s and looks like he is fresh from his construction job. I make eye contact with the guy closest to me. I nod at his cock. He nods back and begins to turn to me. With lightning speed the construction guy is on his knees and sucking the guy. I watch, slightly pissed, but wait for my turn. But in moments the guy being sucked blows his load and leaves. I wait for the construction guy to offer to suck me—or vice versa—but he zips up and leaves. In the dim light I can see the puddle of jizz on the floor where he shot as he took the load. The men in front of me are unaware—or pretending to be—or one of them may actually be asleep. I button up and go next door. I am all alone. The movie is good so I stay. Again, taking the cocksucker seat. I am not alone for long. A younger guy comes in. He stands against the side wall. He openly stares at my crotch. I spread my legs, that not so subtle invitation for him to kneel. He stands still and squeezes his bulge under his khakis. His eyes only leave my drooling dick once to look in my eyes. Instantly he looks to the floor, seemingly ashamed we had eye contact. “Do you want to suck it?” Even with the half-voice I use, it sounds loud in the empty theatre. He takes his eyes off me and looks at the screen for the first time. There is a long moment before he whispers: “I want to, but someone might come in.” “No one will care.” I can see him wrestling with himself as he looks back at me—and then back at the screen. He finally decides. He takes a deep breath and comes near me. He kneels. He kisses the head of my dick. Then seems unsure. Finally: “That jock of yours smells really strong.” I sigh and wait for him to bolt. But no, he unzips and pulls out his very small dick—and then opens his mouth and takes the head of my cock into his mouth. His tongue begins lapping quite nicely. But then his teeth connect with the glans—hard. I flinch. He doesn’t notice. Every time he comes up on my dick his teeth connect with my helmet head. Finally, I can’t take any more. I stand up—still in his mouth—and begin to fuck his face. This is better, I am in control—and deep enough not to let his teeth connect with my cock head. But it is too much for him. He shoots all over my boots. “Sorry…” he whispers as he stuffs himself into his Andrew Christian underwear and scurries out. Other guys amble in. Three of them. All are content to watch me stroke—and nothing more. I go back to the straight side. I lean against the wall. A rather thin, fey university student I recognize from here is in the cocksucker seat. He nods at me—but his attention is on a man leaning against the side wall by the door. With good reason. He is mid-30’s, perfect hair, chiseled features. In fact he’s the stereotype of the young dad in some Johnson & Johnson advertisement. I pull my cock out. It is harder now—at the thought of doing anything with this guy. The college kid moves his hand, so the guy can see both our dicks. He nods at us, his hand going to his crotch and cupping his literal baby maker. I nod. He nods. The kid nods. The baby daddy walks over to us. He is now between us on the back wall. He touches the shoulder of the college kid. “Suck my dick. Next door.” They go out, the kid barely having time to zip. I try to figure out if I should follow. I don’t want to be the sore loser. I wait a bit, sitting in the vacated seat. The two men ahead of me are still in the same places—one watching the movie and one now definitely asleep. I get up and go next door. The three men I left in the gay theatre are ringing the Baby Daddy and the college kid. They are all stroking to the scene in front of them. The college kid is on his knees, his dick out but forgotten, as he gives BD head. It’s a big dick, the daddy is sporting—at least 7 inches and thick. The kid is working hard. He soon resorts to his hand—jerking while sucking the head. Daddy will have none of that. Each time he does it, he pushes the kid’s hand away. I join the circle and pull out my dick. The Baby Daddy smiles at me. “I want to see you suck that big dick,” he tells the college kid. Gamely, the kid crawls over to me and starts sucking. The Daddy moves next to me, jerking wildly. “Blow your load down that cocksucker’s throat,” he tells me. Everybody in the room starts jerking faster as they watch me begin to fuck the college kid’s ovalled mouth. “That’s it. Make him take your load. Deep. So he can’t spit it out.” His own words are obviously turning him on. BD’s cock has grown thicker as he talks. The kid is tearing up. He can’t take much more of my pummeling. “He wants your cum, man, give it to him…” And I do. My body contorts and I shoot. Deep in the kid. He takes every drop. “Shit!” says Baby Daddy. “Let me…” I pull out. Baby Daddy steps in and shoots an impressive load all over the kids face. It runs down his nose, covers his lips and chin. Two spurts on his thick brows are about to drip into his eyes—but the boy smears them away, covering the rest of his face with cum . I flick the tip of Baby Daddy’s spent cock head and get the last drop on my index finger. He tastes as good as he looks. The original is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/he-wants-your-cum.html

Well, I am echoing others--but here is what I wrote up while others were responding. I take my playspace seriously. Here are some thoughts… Sling When I came of age, all the slings I knew were attached to the rafters or ceilings of the playroom. When it was time to start furnishing my own playroom, I was renting so I got it on a frame. I am really glad I did for it became so much more versatile: it can go with me to motel parties, other playrooms or it is easier if you just want to re-configure your own space. I am tall. I got the big and tall frame (6’6 high) from JimSupport and the love those extra inches. Fuck bench I love the padded fuck bench from JimSupport. The middle section is adjustable. It can flatten to be fisting/fucking table. I have the conversion hangers that replace the legs so I can hang the bench or table in the sling frame. Rimseat Of course you can rim on any or all the equipment above, but the rimseat feels so right for either my subs—or when I need to sample the loads my boy took at some sex party. Bed There are times you want to lay on top of each other. I went with a single for space. It serves as a seating position, too. I have the Fort Troff bed bondage restraint straps on it so it can do double duty. Cross I don’t do enough flogging to spring for one. But I have an attachment to my fuck bench that creates a sort of T-Bar with places for restraints. Mirrors We are men and are visual. Guys love to see themselves. I have mirrors everywhere—above the sling and to the side. There is one on the bed wall, ala old style bathhouses. Others are scattered around the room . Porn/Music There is a big debate whether you should have porn in a playroom. I don’t like music in this area of my life, I would rather fuck to the grunts and groans of others. We are always too busy to watch it… Lighting I want to be able to see, but I also don’t want it bright. I used red light bulbs. There is also some regular lighting if we are taking pictures or filming. Cage I don’t have room for one—though I would like one. When my playroom was a bedroom, I always thought about taking the door off the closet and then build a door with bars like a jail cell. I have had any number of men who would love to be shut away, waiting their turn in the sling, but able to watch others being used. I have seen large dog cages used effectively. Storage If you have a lot of toys where are they going? I have shelves and a filing cabinet. I have friends who keep large wicker baskets of dildos. I have seen toys hung from peg boards on the wall, along with floggers, restraints, chains, etc… Floor I bought the big mats that interlock like jigsaw pieces to give older knees some cushion on a hard floor. They also provide good traction for the equipment. I then tarp under the sling for it becomes a wet area. It needs to be built around your interests. I don’t do suspension, but friends have it rigged so the bottom can be hung upside down. Maybe a gloryhole wall is of interest. Make it fit you.

Near Home—April, 2021 The next encounter I had was with Ross and his amazing rosebud. As much as I love playing with him, our scene was almost act for act as the one just a few posts ago—so I am not going to write it up again. The only real change was his feeding me his rosebud from the sling and not on the rimseat. Towards the end of the month, with both my Moderna vaccinations under my belt, I ventured back, for the first time, to the bookstore nearest me. I had avoided the smaller, enclosed spaces there. Now I felt I would investigate… I arrive. The parking lot is crowded. I mask up and go in. I buy my ticket and push open the creaking door of the straight side. Three men are scattered around the room. All masked. One stroking. I sit, nicely distanced, but with a good view of the guy jerking. He is very interested in me as I haul out my own cock. I get it hard—watching a very well hung, older man up on the screen use a barely legal, heavily tatted, young woman’s ass. The other stroker loves this, too. He beats his cock with abandon. Suddenly, he moves from stroking to kneeling at my feet. His mask comes up and he slips my dick into his mouth. He is good, if not terrific. But he is definitely good warm up head. At one point I tell him to lick my balls. He has no interest in this…so he loses a lot of points. Finally, I thank him, button up and go next door. The gay porn here is, for a change, great. It is an early bareback porn from Lucas Entertainment. A welcome change of the usual rubbered up cocks this store often chooses for our viewing. There are three men in here, too. Two of them are my age and one, standing against the side wall, looks ten years younger…but it’s hard to tell with the masks in place. I take out my cock. All three of the other men suddenly unzip, too. We stroke for maybe 60 seconds. One of the guys my age kneels in front of me and gives me really good head. The other older man kneels in front of the guy leaning on the wall and begins to service him. With the suckers masks removed, I recognize them as a couple who come here to play together with others. Eventually, the two suckers change cocks. I can finally see the dick of the man on the wall. It is just smaller than mine—and a beautiful shade of mocha. The two guys go for broke our two cocks, stroking themselves as they suck. Almost as if planned, they each stroke out a load at almost the same time as they do their damnedest to deep throat us. They thank us both and go home. I smile and nod at the standing guy—if he can tell with my mask. He nods back, and goes back to stroking to the movie—where an intricate 5-way is happening in some exotic locale. The door opens. A tall, young, skinny guy walks in. He moves straight to my dick. No preliminaries. He kneels and sucks—but is all teeth. Just as I am about to ask him to stop, he stands up and announces: “I hate sucking, I need that big dick in my ass.” He drops his basketball shorts instantly. Now in nothing but an A-shirt and athletic shoes he spits in his hand and massages it into his ass. The lanky kid is quite well hung and in a semi hard state. As his fingers touch his ass he stiffens up. He leans over to drool some more on my dick. Now he sits on it. All the way down in one movement. His ass is wet and wonderful. And he knows how to use it. The guy on the wall comes closer, stroking harder. The skinny guy rides me with hard, deep strokes. He squeezes my cock expertly as he impales himself. He is sure he will get my load at any moment—but I out last his legs. He stands up. “Fuck—take me from behind and slap my ass as you do it.” He bends into the chair next to me. I stand up and slide in. My hand whacks him. Hard. The sound filling the tiny room. The stroker moves around to watch my anal assault of this 20-something. I slap his upturned ass again. “Take my dick, boy.” “Yes, Daddy,” he croons. The stroker slaps his big cock on the boy’s back. The kid groans again—but doesn’t reach for it. I fuck him harder. The kid’s cock is now rock hard as I plow him. “Make me cum, Daddy!” I buck into him. I am hitting his prostate on every stroke. He moans—and unloads a massive load all over the dirty tiled floor. He howls with each spasm—loud enough that I am worried the cashier will come to check up on us. I slowly pull out, holding myself back from orgasm myself. I am damn close. The kid leaves with a “Let’s do that again…” and I go wash, though the kid’s butt is spotless. I find the mixed race guy still in the gay theatre. “That was quite a performance,” he says sitting next to me. I grin—forgetting I have a mask on. Suddenly the guy next to me takes his mask off. He is incredibly handsome. His black hair is cropped close to his head, his lips full and inviting. His eyes are focused on my crotch. “Let me suck you…” I unbutton and let him go for it. He does not touch himself as his tongue treats my cock to the best head of the night. His mouth is as velvety as that kid’s ass. This guy’s tongue just never stops. He moves from sitting next to me, to moving down between my splayed legs. He begins a tongue massage of my balls that is incredible. I finally have to stop him. I do it by standing up, pulling him up to his feet, taking my mask off and sliding down to suck his cock. It’s a beauty. Over seven inches and thick. I can just deep throat him—another millimeter of thickness and I’d be choking. He stands in place for a moment than undoes his pants so I can get to his balls. They are slightly musky, which makes my cock drool. I go back to his dick—but he pulls me off with “I don’t want to shoot yet.” He sits and I get off my knees and sit next to him. He leans in and sucks me again. Then he pulls off me. His voice is soft and right next to my ear. “Will…you kiss me? It’s been so long since…” I look at him, our noses just inches from each other. “I’m fully…” he starts. I shut him up with my mouth going over his. We both melt. The kiss is even better than the hot sex. Eventually I take his sweet cum. And we kiss again. The original post is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/the-bookstore-hot-but-sweet.html

South Bend, IN—April, 2021 Don and Reid, the couple who were once ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ and are now finding new joy in playing together, had just gotten their second vaccine shot and wanted to play. Matt, who was last at my house where we broke the bed (that post is here, if you missed it) wanted to be included. As his ass was everyone’s favorite, it seemed logical. We arranged to meet at a motel halfway between me in Michigan and Matt in Illinois. Don got busy and found one more local top—who proved to be my old friend Ryan (who used to blog, as well.) Naturally I packed the sling and set out for a Sunday afternoon of wet sex… We arrive at the same time—I see Matt parking in my rear view mirror. Don has just checked in and texts us the room number. I go up through the lobby with just my bag and then find the back stairs to get the sling up to the room. Matt is busy in the bathroom as Don helps me set up and Reid turns down the bed spreads on the two double beds. We get naked. Ryan has texted he is running a little late. Like true pigs, we don’t wait. Matt kneels on the carpet and takes Reid’s big, thick dick into his mouth. Don and I watch for a second, before Don kneels and does the same for me. He inhales deeply as my Fukd jock is getting wonderfully scented before easily taking me three quarters of the way down. I revel in his prowess with big dick. I fuck into his face and the last of me goes down his throat. He pulls off me and our attention is drawn to the far bed. Matt is on all fours and Reid has his face deep in that fabulous bubble butt. I tell Don to get in the sling—I want to do the same to his ass. But first I answer the door and let Ryan in. We hug and he strips. I kneel and eat Don’s furry butt. Ryan watches, jerking his swelling dick. Soon I stand up and enter Don. I bottom out in his ass just as Ryan feeds him his cock, in that awkward way you do with a sling. I fuck in a nice slow, open-the-chute rhythm. We soon lose Ryan—as he goes to feed Matt his dick, at the same moment Reid is entering Matt’s ass. We can hear Reid’s big balls slapping Matt’s cheeks, which make me speed up my fuck, to match Reid’s rhythm. Everyone is reveling in the wet sounds of sex. I make Don taste his ass on my dick. Reid and Ryan reverse on Matt. Don and I decide to use the other bed, so we can watch Matt get used. He gets on the empty bed, matching Matt’s all- fours stance. I slip my tongue into Don’s well fucked hole. I have always loved the taste of his ass—and he is self lubing like crazy today. I spit and push my cock into him again. Reid stands between the beds, jerking, watching me fuck his boyfriend and Ryan fucking Matt. Soon he taps Ryan on the shoulder—and they change off. I pull out and Ryan takes a brief turn up Don. “You need to fuck this man,” sighs Reid. I replace him up Matt. Matt’s hole is also very, very wet. I fuck a few strokes—pull out and taste his hole—then plow back into him. “Do that again.” It’s Don. He’s is on our bed now. I know he wants to suck my dick with the taste of Matt’s ass (and his) on it. I do as he asks. This time, as my tongue touches Matt’s pucker, Don swallows my wet cock down. I rim until Don pulls off me, then I fuck back into Matt’s hole. Reid is on the other bed, getting head from Ray. Don moves around, coming closer to us. He puts his head on Matt’s back. I know just what he wants. I pull out and fuck his mouth for a moment and then go back to Matt’s ass. Over and over. Again and again. Each time Don’s cock becomes redder and angrier looking. “You need to fuck him now.” “Fuck, yes,” he mumbles. He fucks Matt. Brutally. Slapping his ass as he plows him. I squirm under Matt from the side. I make a passing lick as his jock-strapped dick, but I want Don’s. I move until I can lick the underside of his cock and he plows into Matt. His balls brush my face with each stroke… * We have regrouped. Matt is now the prime focus. He is in the sling. Reid is up him. Ryan and I stand on either side, stroking. Don is on his knees watching his partner’s dick split that hot ass in two. Reid fucks him so hard, I am sure he going to cum—but he pulls our just before he does. Don cleans his dick. I move to go in, but Ryan beats me to it. He fucks a brief time—and then pulls out to let me in. Don cleans Ryan, too. I fuck him hard enough to make the chains rattle. Don licks me clean then stands up to fuck Matt himself. He does—every bit as hard as I did. I go to my knees and clean up Don. “I need to cum,” Reid announces. “But I want him on the bed.” Matt bounces out of the sling and gets on all fours on the closest bed. Reid sinks into that now puffy, open hole. He fucks just a few strokes before he gets off—noisily—in that talented ass. He marinates until Ryan asks to do the same. He sinks into the freshly bred hole and immediately fires off his load. Don has been cleaning Reid’s dick. I clean Ryan. It makes want to fuck. I rail into his freshly spermed out hole. I suddenly shoot—but with no real feeling. Don can tell what happened. He kneels and sucks the three loads out of Matt. He grunts and slobbers into Matt’s spread ass. He stands, enters and fires off his own cock. I go to my knees. I am sure I can cum again. I clean Don in a couple of licks and bury my face into Mark’s dripping ass. Don pushes my face into him—and holds me there. I swallow every drop of the mixed loads that I can. I have no air left in my lungs. Don releases me just in time. I stand up, my beard dripping jizz on Matt’s back, and I shoot again—a true orgasm this time with every nerve on edge. I collapse on Matt’s back as Don licks my balls from behind—ready to felch the moment I pull out…. The original post, with pictures of his hot ass, is here: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/matt-takes-on-four.html

So I was confessing to my gay brother how much I love to rim--how that sometimes it is even better than fucking. As soon as the words came out, I wasn't sure if I should be confessing this to him. I'm glad I did. On my next birthday he sent me a rimseat...

I think I have written this here before. I play with a Dom/sub couple. The boy could not take my big cock--he would choke after just a few inches. Between my visits to them, the Dom began to train him by making him use toys. They were the life like series from Fort Troff, but there are many softer material options. It did the trick.

I really wish that the others would agree. The host and I would have no issues, but there are some higher up medical types in the group who would not be amused....

Grand Rapids—April, 2021 By April, the host of the group that I attend in Grand Rapids was ready to host again. He talked to me by text. He wanted to start small—do a sort of All Star mini group. He wanted men he knew were vaccinated. Men who loved to fuck and were ready for sex. I agreed with him—and in 24 hours he let me know he had the men and had set the date. He also asked me to bring the rimseat and my sling chains. “You need my sling?” (I was surprised. I knew he had two.) “No, just the chains—Get here a little early…” I couldn’t wait to finally be in a group again. On the day, I packed the stuff he requested and set off… I do indeed get there early. We hug. He tells me there would be just half our regular sized group—eight men. I know all but one he names. I set up the rimseat. The upstairs now has a wall built along the stairs—so there is a separate bedroom and playspace. The rimseat and the sling are both in the playspace. My host has a ladder waiting by the sling. “I want to hang this sling above the regular one…so I can get my ass eaten by you when you are fucking another guy.” He climbs the ladder. A few clicks onto the other set of chains and the upper sling is ready. He climbs in. It is at the perfect height. I bury my face in his spread butt cheeks for the first time in over a year. The door opens and closes downstairs. The guests are arriving. It is a small group—but one that can’t wait to get naked and play. Soon we are all in the bedroom. Men are sucking and licking—moving from cock to cock. I eat the Host’s ass again—as he is on all fours with another top’s cock in his mouth. I feel a man moving between me and the bed to get at my dick. I don’t even have to look to see who it is…I just try to give him room to suck. Another man goes from sitting on the bed to sprawling ass up. We all shift. We are now a massive dog pile of sucking, slurping men—giving oral to any and every dick or ass near us… * I fuck the host. First on the bed and then in the sling. Soon, the Top who loves me to open a hole for him, comes into the playroom—his cock very wet. I make room for him to take over fucking—but first I lick someone’s ass juices off his dick. I watch his massive cock split our diminutive host in two. I move around behind the standing top and stick my tongue in his ass on his backstroke. He groans—giving me encouragement to proceed. The Top’s boy comes in and crouches down to give me head as I stay in place to service his partner. Soon I end up fucking the boy on the floor—so this partner can keep fucking the host—but watch me use his boy’s ass. We change around. The host climbs the ladder and gets in the top sling. The other bottom gets in the main sling. It works perfectly—my dick sinks into one ass and my tongue in another. The other Top strokes his cock, occasionally giving it to his boy to suck. Then the Top tries out the double decker sling. He loves it. We go back and forth, ravishing both holes open to us… * Later. I am under the rimseat. The Top’s boy is sitting on my face. Someone is riding my cock—but I have no idea who it might be. The wet hole on my mouth is incredible. He has taken every dick here at some point during the proceedings. He isn’t loaded…but he is so wet he might as well be. Suddenly he is pulled off my face. His partner bends him over and fucks him, standing there above me as I watch. “I know you love this,” he barks out, as he rails into his partner. He suddenly pulls out. “Now sit!” The even wetter hole is instantly on my tongue. I go as deep as my tongue will allow. The boy moans—loving the feel of me reaming him out. He is pulled up again. “Fuck my boy. Right here, so the fucker down there can see.” I see the guy I don’t know slide into the wet ass I have been eating. I feel whoever was impaling himself on my cock get off. His ass on my cock is replaced by his mouth, cleaning me up. “Fuck, I’m going to cum,” croons the stranger. I watch his body shake as he drops a load. He keeps his dick in the boy—marinating in his own seed. Finally he pulls out. A big splat of cum falls on my forehead. I wipe it up and put it in my mouth—just before the boy sits. “Feed him!” his partner instructs. His ass opens and the cum escapes his hole and into my mouth. I feel my Host’s tight ass slide down on my cock at that very moment. It is too much. I shoot, bucking up into him as I swallow every drop of cum that I can get out of the spasming ass above me… Here is the original post on the blog....where there are more than 11 years of posts: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/06/an-afternoon-orgy.html

I'm glad you enjoyed it...I need to get back there myself.

Mine has worked very well for me--being a combination of two of my favorite fetishes. And it tells folks they aren't likely to get a vanilla fuck. I am not even sure what I look for. I don't think top or bottom has to be in the screen name for me-- that will be self evident in the profile (and the fact I see most of the world as a potential bottom anyway.) I do like, in no particular order, clever names, literary names, things that tell me of a kink.

I love piss fucking and never seem to do it enough.

Freeze your own--and suggest to your top to use it at your next hookup. Most love to fuck in cum.

I am hoping he will be returning to the playroom this fall. He's overdue for more.

My Playroom—April, 2021 Davis wanted to come back to the playroom. We had both loved our January session. We agreed on a time during the first week of April. Davis also mentioned that he wanted to be used a little rougher than before. That got me thinking. I readied the playroom by lowering the fuck bench so it was flat. I also dropped the sling so it hung by just the two D rings on the head side. I set out some other things on the bed… I hear Davis step out of the shower after his long drive. Finally the door opens. I hand him the robe reserved for guests—so he can get downstairs to the playroom without exposing himself in the many windows of my new duplex. Downstairs, I close the door behind him and take off my robe. I am wearing my boots and the Fukd jock—that is now very stained. My cock is bulging in the pouch. He takes off the robe and hands it to me. He has on some green striped underwear and nothing else. I tell him to sit on the flattened bench. I kneel in front of him and take one of the ankle restraints from the bed. I fasten it in place. And the other. I get up. “Kneel.” He does. “Hands behind your back.” He complies, head bent. I fasten the two wrist restraints onto him. I lock them together. I step around in front of him. My jock bulge rubbing on his face. “Get me hard and get my cock out of this…” Instantly he begins licking the stained fabric, moaning as he smells the pouch. His saliva brings the scents back to life—of me and the countless men I have fucked in this jock. He gets the pouch good and wet. He uses his teeth to pull the fabric away from my balls. His tongue bathes them, moaning in the back of his throat. “Get my cock out.” He tries the teeth trick again, but my growing erection is making it impossible with the small amount of fabric. I finally pull myself out. My cock slaps his face. He drops his jaw and takes me deep into his mouth. I begin a face fuck. Hard and deep. Bringing up the deep saliva I remember so well. This time I smear his face with the strands as each time he catches his breath. He is rock hard under that ugly underwear—I must be doing something right. I face fuck him some more. This time I coat my cock with his spittle. I help him up and undo his hands. I lead him to the sling frame. He stands, facing the mirror on the wall and the slinging hanging by just the two chains. I fasten his wrists to the middle X piecie of the top of the sling stand. “Spread your legs and arch your back.” He does—as he hangs from the bar above—his ass arches temptingly toward me. I reach forward and feel his ass cheeks through the fabric. My cock slaps the underwear and I begin pissing on both cheeks, making the fabric very wet. I kneel and rip a hole in the seat. His wet ass peers back at me. Pic I attack him with my tongue. Licking up my piss. Opening his hole. Fucking him with the tip. He groans and sputters. Soon, I stand—and fuck him in this helpless-slab-of-meat position. I love seeing my cock disappear into him through the hole I’ve ripped. I pull out and give him one last splat of piss on his hole. I unhook him from the frame. I move him to the flattened fuck bench. He rolls onto his back. I grab the hog time from the bed and snap his wrists to two of the clips. His legs come up—and his ankles are clipped, too, making his ass wide open for me. I fuck him—pressing down on the hog tie so his ass rolls forward and is slightly higher. My cock plows his hole relentlessly. It’s a great position—but not one we can hold for long. I let him have a breather. I make him drink some water as I set the sling back up to its regular position. He gets in. I blindfold him. I move back to his ass. I rip the hole in his underwear wider. I fuck him. I cut the sopping remains of the briefs off him. I piss on his hole. I rim. I fuck. “Stay. I will be right back.” And I am. With three frozen loads in a condom. “You want my frozen cum up your ass, boy?” “Yes, Sir!” I cut the knot off the condom. There is just enough mass in the frozen cum to fuck him with it for a moment. Then I push it deep. I fuck him with my loads melting over my cock deep in his hole. Then I piss on his hole. Letting a short spurt go in his ass. I kneel and taste it all. “Sir, I have to piss.” “Do it.” He becomes a fountain. Piss covers his belly. I reach up and hold his cock straight up. It streams over his balls and down his crack. I wait until he’s done—and lick that up. I fuck him. Harder now. Intense. I pull out and take a long drink of water from my tea cup. It makes me need to piss. I get him up out of the sling. I turn him around and tell him to bend over, chest to leather. He does. I enter him roughly. And begin to piss. Filling him. “So much,” he moans into the sling. I pull out and get under the rimseat. He knows what to do. He sits. My tongue prods his pucker. I get a trickle of piss. Fuck, I remember there are three loads of melted cum in him too. I probe deeper—and he opens, spewing the piss mixed with my melted jizz down my throat. My cock is rock hard. When he runs dry, it’s back into the sling. I fuck and rim. I do a popper hit and shoot my load deep into his well used hole… The original post is here with a couple of pictures: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/06/davis-gets-wet-inside-and-out.html

Thanks! And thanks for telling me---I always wondered if anyone did make the jump to the original when there are pics....

Thanks. The next post is about his return to the playroom. Your comment has spurred me on to get it posted today.

I will be happy to share that info in a private message.

Well, I love to eat hole before, during and after a fuck!

South Central Michigan—March, 2021 I went back to the same bookstore one other time in March. It was all but deserted… But being me, I still had some fun… I am sitting and stroking to the straight porn in the main area. There is a cross dresser, hidden from view, in the Trans area. I can’t tell if he wants to play or is just luxuriating in watching porn fully dressed. There is a man in the Gay area, too, but he has fallen asleep. I sit and stroke to two guys on the big screen TV—one Caucasian and one Black— working over an incredibly petite Asian woman. She is currently taking the two huge dicks together. I love seeing them rub together as they plow her. The door from the lobby opens and closes—hidden from me by a divider wall. The newcomer rounds the corner. He is a man with a shock of silver hair. His mask covers most of his face. His body is slim and he quickly removes his heavy coat as he checks the Trans area. He walks back and his eyes see my cock for the first time. He slows—but goes on the other side of the room to check out the gay area. A moment later, he comes back and sits on the couch that is next to my chair. He sits on the side away from me—so he can see me more easily and I him. He unzips and takes out a beer can of a dick, with a thick looking foreskin. He fists it, sometimes looking at the porn, more often at me. I stop, shift the mask and drink from my water bottle, then settle the mask back in place. My drinking gives him a full view of my dick. And he loves it. I watch him jerk harder. Moments later he rises and comes over to me. “Can I suck that?” I nod and he kneels. His mask comes off and he goes to work. It is not the best blow job I’ve ever had, but nice. And he loves what he’s doing—which makes up for the occasional lapse in technique. He continually strokes himself—sliding that mass of extra skin over his glans. He gets immense extra credit for tonguing my balls without being told. And he doesn’t suck them into his mouth until they are thoroughly wet—and then they slide right in. He even pulls me forward and licks my taint…stopping just before my tight pucker. This last really excites him. His hand is working his cock furiously. It makes a repetitive wet, slick sound we can here over the squeals of the woman on the screen. “Don’t waste your load,” I tell him. He grunts. And instantly stands up. I rip off my mask. His thick cock jabs into my mouth. His foreskin does not retract, he just spews through it. When he’s done, I use my hand to pull it back and clean his dick of all the stray cum. He squirms a little—but let’s me do it. He thanks me and leaves. A steep admission price for his maybe 15 minutes… * Almost an hour later I am ready to go. There has been no other play. The porn keeps changing loops—often cutting off the cum shots. But the door opens again. A tall, lithe man comes in jeans and windbreaker. He looks vaguely familiar but with his mask I can’t really tell. He may think the same—he nods at me as he makes the tour—only to find we are now all alone in the place. He comes back and sits on the couch. He pulls out his dick. It is every bit as big as mine. And maybe a shade longer. We stroke in silence. He has pulled up his shirt to expose a tight and tautly muscled chest…fuck, he’s familiar. “You still eat ass? And now I know—even with his mask on. He’s the runner—dubbed the Marathoner on here—who back when I started the blog had been a regular, but who I haven’t see him in years. (Eight years it turns out when I check on here later.) He often lets me suck his massive cock for a moment and then wants his hole tongued. No fingers, no dick, no fucking. Just my mouth and my rimming skills. “No one eats ass like you used to…” I get up. I kneel and go for his dick head. He pulls it away and pushes my face down into his hairy nut sack. My tongue starts to caress the hairy orbs, using the same technique I had just experienced. Instantly they pull up into his body. His hand goes to my head. He pushes me down to his hole, bringing his legs up to his chest. It is as tight as ever. I lick across it, reveling in his hairy taint. I get the first groan from him. “You filthy fucker—you know just how to do it.” I burrow in. I spit repeatedly on his hole. I prod at it, my tongue pointed and hard. Suddenly it opens and I sink into him. He grunts. Now, as my tongue begins to fuck him, he begins to whimper—jerking his dick with long, hard strokes. I plant my entire mouth on his pucker and suck. I am rewarded by his ass lips swelling with blood and protruding into my mouth. He moans again, reaches down and pulls my head tighter into his ass—cutting off my air. Finally, his legs come down and I can breathe. “Turn over, on all fours,” I tell him. His head hits the wall when we try it on the couch so we switch to my chair which is pulled out at an angle.. His whole hairy butt is presented to me. I go back to running my tongue down his entire crack. He moans and jerks. His balls have re-emerged with gravity. I lick them until they pull back into his body. I ravage his hole again. I pry his cock from his steely grip and lick the back side length of it. He is juicing. I use my finger to get the pearl of pre-cum off it. I smear it on his hole. He feels it and whimpers again. My tongue pushes it deep into his hole. I spit and push that into him, too. He is stroking again. I think he is on the verge. I burrow in. He fires. Over and over. A huge puddle of cum on the leatherette upholstery. He gets up gingerly to avoid the pool of jizz and thanks me. He all but runs to the bathroom to wash. I look at the cum. My finger plays in it for a moment before it finds its way into my mouth… The original is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/06/you-still-eat-ass.html

I don't JO often, but when I do I have been freezing it for later play. Chunks of melting frozen cum are a great way to make a hole sloppy when I'm about to fuck...

I think I would-- if I found my doppelganger in the communal sling at the bathhouse. It's a slim ass--so I think my big ol' dick would look really good going into it. But once we were done, it would be more fun to go off and tag team other bottoms--constantly switching holes and cleaning each other's cocks as we plowed....

So here is a list of all the men I had sex with in February, 2021: Yup. I had nary a hook up in February. I do remember turning the heat on in the playroom and jerking to Jake Morgan taking all the other inmates up his fabulous ass in Death Row Cum Dump. My orgasm was all the sweeter as I have personal experience with my cock inside that hot man… South Central Michigan—March, 2021 I now had my first Moderna shot. And I went back to the more spacious bookstore where the large area is divided into several viewing areas—each with a different type of porn. I sat, masked and jerking, to the rather average gay porn showing. Two older men sucked my dick. One was good, the other, not so much. I washed after each mouth was on me. I was nowhere near cumming and I was considering leaving—food was sounding better than sex. And then a new man walked in… He is young for the usual clientele here. But that is not the real attraction. It is the look of lust in his eyes—above his dark blue mask—as he sees me stroking my lightly lubed dick. I nod at him—and he instantly goes to his knees. His tongue finds my balls. He lets me stroke as he licks them, leaving them incredibly wet. I sigh—he begins to take them into his mouth. Often this hurts—not with him. He is gentle. Always caressing them with a velvety tongue. I take my hand away. He licks up the shaft and over the top. His mouth ovals and he sinks down the full length of me. He is great. Great suction. A wet, warm mouth. Great tongue action. And now I can see his face as the mask is under his chin. He is handsome, blond, likely around 35. I think he’s slim—but it is hard to tell with the winter coat still done up. He pauses, looks up and our eyes meet. “Daddy, tell me that you fuck…” I nod. “Yeeeesss,” he hisses and goes back down on me. He stops trying to get me off—he just makes me feel good. And wet. And ready for more. He stops again. “I need to clean up. I’ll be back. You’ll stay?” I nod again. He goes off. The good cocksucker from before, who has been watching most of this, leans in. “That was hot. You gonna put that big dick in his butt?” “I’m certainly going to try…” I murmur. The cocksucker sits in another chair, nicely distanced, and takes out his cock and strokes to the porn while waiting for the live show to begin. Blond Boy is gone a long time. I do myself up and walk around to see if he’s off sucking someone else—or if he is even in the building. But the bathroom door is shot—and water is running. I go back to my chair and stroke. Eventually Blond Boy comes back. He strips down to nothing but running shoes. He elaborately folds his clothes and tucks them next to the television. He goes back to his knees between my splayed legs. He is in great shape. Lightly haired on his defined chest with very hairy legs. Once he’s gotten me good and wet he stands up. He leans in and whispers: “Can I sit on it?” “Sure.” He turns his back to me and lowers himself down on my cock. Millimeter by millimeter. It is excruciatingly slow…but I let him set the pace. He takes it all, pauses, and then begins to fuck himself. Slow and easy. “Soooooo good, Daddy.” He increases the speed. Soon he is truly bouncing on my dick. Working for my load. But he doesn’t know me…I’m not even close. His legs tire. He stands up. So do I. We hug. He whispers in my ear: “That makes me so horny. Can I suck that man as you fuck me?” I bend him over to connect with my previous sucker. I slide in at the same time the short, thick cock of the other man goes in his mouth. I begin slowly, but build to my usual hard driving fuck. The man in the chair is convulsing into orgasm. In no time at all. Blond Boy swallows it down. And licks the head clean, to the distress of the man who shot. I keep fucking. Three or four other men have wandered in and stayed. Watching. Two have their cocks out. “You make me so horny,” croons Blond Boy to me. “Give me a cock,” he demands of the two men stroking. One is hot. One is not. The hot man steps forward, but surprisingly, the cute boy impaled on my cock reaches for the ugly guy. The man eagerly steps forward and presents his very average cock to be sucked. Blond Boy groans and takes his third dick in fifteen minutes. I fuck him harder—pushing him into the dick in front of him. The hot guy is not at all put off by not being chosen. He strokes and occasionally slaps the back of the neck of the boy with his hard cock. The ugly guy gets off. Blond Boy swallows it all. With a grunt, the hot guy shoots a load all over Blond Boy’s face. BB cranes around and gets the last blast in his mouth. I reach forward and wipe my fingers through the Hot Guy’s cum. I coat my dick and shove it up Blond Boy’s ass. “Shoot in me, Daddy. Give me your cum.” The scene is hot enough I can actually get there on his command. I unleash a torrent of cum up his hole. Blast after blast. I grunt and hold on to his naked hips for dear life. * We exchange phone numbers of course. I tell him what I did with the fourth guy’s cum. He is shocked…but in a good way. He hadn’t noticed. I clean up—and as I leave, I see his naked body, sucking a fifth man in the middle of the main viewing area… Here is the original: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/06/can-i-sit-on-it.html

Thank you! And there is so much you could have added....

Yes, indeed. He's one of my favorites!

To have that rosebud enter my mouth is AMAZING