FelchingPisser

We are closer to each other than many on here....

I love doing this. I'm thankful I can piss hard.

Toronto—December, 2019 I awoke after my night at the baths really refreshed and energized. I was on the road early and had an easy time getting into the city. My pal, Brown_Spice, could not host me this trip as he had family visiting, so I checked into a hotel near the gay village. I had a quick lunch, wrote a little and packed my bag to get to Fukdto’s New Years Warm Up. It was an easy walk there. I was one of the first in the door. The set up was similar to the ones in the past. On the floors above, open in the middle so you could see the activity, were three slings, two on one side and one on the other—which also had various wooden blocks at a convenient height for fucking. The maze, made of plastic sheeting was up. Slings, benches and blocks were in it. The fuck wall—glory holes for asses—was up. I greeted our hot host, Tango Dawg. I went up to my usual bench and changed into my leathers… The first person I see after I give my bag to the coat check in my friend Franklin. We hug and gravitate to the sling on the upper level near the bar. Once he’s in, I get lost in licking his hairy ass crack. He groans. I stand and open him up with a slow push until I am deep in his guts. We have a great warm up fuck and go our separate ways. I go down to the maze. A hot older man is in the sling, blindfolded. I touch his hole. He jumps. I kneel and tongue his pucker. He moans. He has incredibly beaten up ass lips. A lot of cock has gone in this man over the years. I lick the puffy hole before sliding in. “Holy fuck…” he groans out as I fill him completely. “Fuck me with that thing!” I do. I fuck him and make the chains rattle. We get a small crowd watching us. Jerking as I ravage his hole. I nod to a fellow I daddy I recognize from here. He grins. I pull out and he pushes in. I move to the blindfolded bottoms mouth. “Taste your ass.” He groans as takes as much of me in his mouth as he can. The jerkers love this. The daddy and I change up again. He goes up for a cock cleaning as I kneel to taste the ass lube that is now flooding this man’s guts. Delicious. We both fuck him some more… * Franklin and I reconnect for another brief fuck upstairs. This time he just bends over one of the cubes. As I am licking his ass, the thin, 30-something friend of his who I dubbed Flip Flop Top in these pages, arrives. I stand up and kiss him, my tongue tasting of Franklin’s ass. He watches as I fuck Franklin, stroking his long, thin meat. I pull out and let him into Franklin. He fucks with quick jabs into the upturned butt. We kiss again as he’s doing it. “Daddy, put it in my ass while I’m fucking.” I go around FFT and enter him. He has prelubed his hole. Or maybe he’s been busy before he found us in these first 30 minutes of the party. I stand still and let him fuck Franklin and fuck himself on me. “Pull out or I’ll blow.” I get out of him—as much as I want to eat his load, it is way too early for him to shoot and leave. Franklin stands up and we grind together in a hot three way kiss… * I go to the other side of the upper level. I stand between the two slings. Both are in use and ringed by men watching and waiting. A tall man with a long thin cock grabs mine. We have a moment of mutual jerking before I go to my knees and swallow him down. He is thin enough that I can take his entire length easily without choking. He fucks my throat, moaning. A hot, hairy Italian with a perfect ass leans on the railing and arches his back. The man pull out of my mouth and jabs his saliva covered cock into the Italian’s ass. “Easy, please…” the bottom grunts out. The top is obviously hurting him and oblivious to it—or thinks it’s his right. He eventually pulls out and slaps the Italian on the ass. Hard. I move closer. “Too big,” the Italian says, hefting my cock. I drop to my knees and rim his abused hole. He groans. I tongue him deeper. And for a very long time. I stand up. I ease my significantly bigger dick into him. He flowers opens and takes every inch I have to offer. He can’t believe it. I fuck him until I have to stop or blow my load… * A cute pup is in the sling. He has ditched the mask—and that’s good in my book. I watch him get fucked and eventually get my cock into his mouth as the kid in his ass, looking kind of bored, pumps him. When the kid leaves I move between the Pup’s splayed legs. “Oh, fuck…” he moans. I eat his fucked hole. Well, damn, the kid shot a load in him, though you could never have guessed from his attitude. I eat some it and use the rest for lube. The Pup takes me easily. Flip Flop Top arrives as I am fucking. “Daddy, let me breed this boy for you.” I pull out and FFT moves in. He fucks the Pup with abandon. In moments he creams the young man’s hole. I kneel and clean up FFT’s cock. He pulls me off him—and guides my head to the mess of cum dripping out of the Pup. I eat the creamy combined loads…until the Pup can’t take any more stimulation. * An hour or so later, the Italian finds me by the fuck wall. He is ready to go home. “Will you fuck me so I can get off?” “Up for the wall?” “Sure.” I help slide him into place. I eat his ass. Damn, this man has been busy. He’s incredibly full of his own juices and other men’s cum. I force myself to stop felching and stand up to fuck. I glide into him. “Yes!” he croons. “Push those loads deeper.....” There's more (and a pic of the host) at: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/02/fukdto-wel-cum-to-ontario-part-ii.html

London, Ontario—December, 2019 On the Saturday after Christmas, I had an easy flight back to Detroit from New Jersey, where I had spent the holiday with my brother and his partner. I was horned—thanks to Rudy from the night before and knowing that by the next day I would be balls deep in the asses of Toronto at Fukdto. I landed late in the afternoon. I tossed my suitcase in the trunk next to the other one I had packed for the second leg of the trip. I crossed the bridge, exchanged some money and got as far as London. It would be an easy drive the next morning, getting me into Toronto in time for all the sex I wanted in the bigger city. I had chosen a hotel downtown London. After dinner, I sat down to read in my room. That lasted about a page and a half. My cock had other ideas of how to spend the night. I was incredibly close to the bathhouse there. I grabbed a jock and my lube and set out. I’d make it an early night, but getting off would be a good thing before the four hours of potential play at the sex party the next day. The bathhouse was in better shape than I had last seen it. A poster on the stairs to the basement advertised that the establishment was now hosting a CumUnion party. I checked in and got a locker. I walked past the usual steam, sauna, and tiny rooms. The public sex areas had been vastly improved. There was now a public sling. The slurp ramp had been rebuilt—longer and with more gloryholes. There was a massive bed in the porn watching area. And, best, a man was in that public sling and was taking dick as I walked by… I stop and watch a hot, hairy Daddy fuck the smooth man in the sling. My cock is instantly sticking out of the side of my jock. I stroke it. “Fuck me with that thing,” says the man in the sling, with a decided French Canadian accent. The hairy Daddy moves up to feed his cock to the fuckee. I kneel and taste the fucked ass. He is dripping with his own juices. He wriggles as my tongue laps them up and leaves some spittle in place of the ass jizz I swallow. I stand up. My cock slaps his balls. The French Canadian’s eyes grow large. “Go slow…” he pleads. For a man being fucked, he’s damn tight. But I get it in. I pause, before I begin a slow rock in and out. I watch his face go from pain to concentration and, suddenly, to full out bliss. I pick up the speed and begin a real ball slapping fuck. The other top spells me. I take my wet cock to the FC’s mouth. I fuck him once again—before he asks for a break. The other top taps me on the shoulder and says “Follow me.” I do. We go to his room and he shuts the door. “I want to suck that dick.” It’s still flavored with French Canadian ass, but that seems to make to even better. He’s a good cocksucker and his own sizable erection gets decidedly stiffer when I take charge of the suck and begin fucking his face. He pulls off me, needing to catch his breath. I go down on him. I suck his flared head, the meaty shaft, his big hairy balls and keep right on down to his tight pucker. He gasps, rolls back and hoists his legs in the air. “Eat me, fucker!” he hisses. I do. I love hairy ass. I get his entire crack sopping wet. I drill into him, leaving him panting. As I stand up, he asks if I would try to fuck him. I enter his hole…but don’t go deep. And that’s fine by him. But he likes the stretch. “Let me eat yours.” He lies fully out on the bed. I straddle his chest. He gazes up at my slim butt and literally licks his lips. “Twist my nipples as I rim.” I sit on his face. Damn! He’s good. He loves to eat ass and it shows. I twist his big nipples—though sometimes the pleasure of his tongue is so intense I forget all about them… * We break. Walking down the corridor, a crowd has gathered outside a door. A cute young otter is being fucked by a rather tall Asian. The door is open for all to appreciate. They make no move to incorporate any of the seven of us who are watching…perhaps because every one of us could truly be their dad. But it is hot to watch the top put the otter through every fuck position you can think of… I go to the sauna. I get a lot of oral from the French Canadian. He is almost as good with his mouth as he is with his ass. I walk to the slurp ramp. It is so dark in that area I have to move carefully. I mount the platform, but there is no one around to suck my dick through any of the series of gloryholes. “Fuck me,” whispers a voice in my ear. I jump. Literally. I was sure I was alone. The man moves into what little light there is and I realize it’s the Asian top. “I wanted you to fuck me while I was up him.” Now he tells me, but I make up for the lost opportunity by making him lean against the wall and arch his back. I drop to my knees and begin eating out his ass. He croons his pleasure very softly. I can’t get enough of his young, 30-something butt. I spit one last time on his hole, stand up, and start to enter him. “Rape me, Daddy. Don’t be nice…” There is a lot more. Make the jump: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/02/wel-cum-to-ontario-bathhouse.html

I also have a thickness issue with many cocksuckers who don't open wide enough. Then, early in my sex life, a man removed his bridge and hid it under the couch-- as if I wouldn't notice. The next moments of taking my into his mouth with no teeth was heavenly. I have had the occasional true gum job, too. Love it.

Jersey City—December, 2019 I went home from my final day in Indiana and repacked two suitcases. One would fly with me to Jersey so I could spend Christmas with my brother and his partner. The other would stay in the trunk of my car in the airport parking lot. I was flying home and driving directly to Toronto for the last Fukdto of the year and I planned to stay in town to fuck in 2020. I didn’t expect to have any play in Jersey. I had far less time there this year with my work contract taking me up to just two days before Christmas. I had checked in with Rudy—the great fisting bottom I had opened up on my last trip in March—but he was headed to the Midwest for the holidays with his family. My couple of contacts in the city were also away. And then, on my last day there, Rudy showed up on Asspig. I don’t know if one of us typed the wrong date when we checked in or if he came home early, but there he was…and horny. We lost no time in setting up a time. I cleaned up and walked over… Rudy is looking great. He’s naked but for a red jock. I notice his dirty blond hair is cut a little shorter and that his arms look a little more worked out. He has the sling set up, a fuck bench and a play sheet on his bed. Porn is playing on his lap top. I strip down to a jock and put my boots back on. We start in the sling. I hunker down and begin running my tongue up and down his moist ass crack. Rudy begins to pant. He reaches for his poppers. I hear them open as my tongue drills into his pucker. “Daddy, eat me out. Get me ready for that big raw cock…” He continues on in this vein as my tongue goes deeper and deeper into his muscle hole. I spit and leave a ton of saliva behind. I grease my dick as I suck his already slightly puffy ass lips into my mouth. I stand up. “Fuck me,” he grunts out. “Take me.” My cock pops in. The head always surprises men—I see it in his eyes. I hold still. When his eyes shut, I sink my full length slowly into him. I fuck him for quite awhile. I pull out and eat his now juicy hole. Rudy sighs and calls me a hot pig daddy. I go back to cock in his hole. But this time I add an overly greased up finger alongside my shaft. The stretch is just what he loves. My cock slides out and I work my left hand in. Slowly and steadily. His ass lips clamp on my wrist. I fuck him with my hand in place. Then my cock and back to my hand. Finally, with my fist up him, I slide my cock down my greasy wrist and have both in him at once. “I need a piss break,” he says. I help him out of the sling. I convince him to feed me. He does—in his spacious walk in shower—but I can see it is feeling odd for him to ‘be in control.’ I don’t bring it up again when he need to go the next time. We move him to being on all fours on the bed. I fuck him—but I have to be on my toes to reach him, the bed is so high. So it becomes more about my hand. Deeper and a little harder. He has a dildo set out. I grab it. It is thicker than it looks. But Rudy takes it. And demands more. The second piss break happens. I lie on the bed, watching the porn. He comes back and sits on my cock. Riding me expertly. “Sit on my face,” I tell him. “Let me tongue fuck you—then go back to my dick.” He loves this idea. He rides me for another minute—then brings his super juicy mancunt up to my face and lowers himself onto my tongue. “You like my boy hole on your mouth, daddy?” I can’t answer. I mumble something into all the wet, red flesh covering my mouth. Without warning he stands, turns and goes back to my cock. He leans down and kiss me, moaning at the taste of his ass on my tongue. A short break while he sets up the laptop to record us. Once we know we are in view, I tie his ankles to the headboard. I fuck him like this until my knees tell me to stop. I start my hand back into him—but he thinks his hole has had enough of anything that large. “I was greedy with that toy…” he confesses. “I should have made you go slower.” “Do you still want my load...?” Make the jump to: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/01/a-hot-hole-for-christmas.html

I have done it. I look on it as a marker of how good the bottom is--if he has one of those holes guys can't help unloading in. That means he has skills--and that's what I want. And fucking a loaded ass feels great. You don't get to fuck in other men's cum all the time. I can understand your point of view--and how there is never going to be a right answer for every guy.

Eastern Illinois—December, 2019 My job in western Indiana was winding down. On my last day off, I tried, unsuccessfully, to find a hot man to unload in. On the spur of the moment I decided to head to the new bookstore I’d found in eastern Illinois. I was determined to have at least some sort of play on my birthday… I arrive later than usual. I have missed the lunch time ‘rush.’ I am on the edge of missing any men stopping in after work. I pay my admission and go through the one door that leads to both theatres. No one is in the gay theatre. Two men are watching the straight video. I sit there. The porn is nasty enough to be interesting. I take out my cock and stroke. I am being actively cruised by a man sitting on the side wall opposite me. I even inspire him to stop kneading his crotch and to take his cock out, once the other man in the room leaves. I feel pretty confident that something will happen—until the outside door opens and a new man walks in. My admirer’s cock disappears the moment he hears the door—and he disappears the moment he sees who it is entering the space. I sigh, before looking at the new arrival. He is a well dressed man in a suit (clothes I would not wear here.) He is likely my age with a full head of grey hair. His shoes are so well polished they catch the light from the big screen television. He glances at my cock and walks right by me. He goes around the corner of the low wall to the side section. Over the wall, he watches the screen—and me—in a nice back and forth movement of his head. I wait until I hear his zipper go down before I join him. I stand in front of him. His soft hand finds my cock. I really want him to kneel on the grimy floor in that expensive suit and suck my dick. He strokes me once or twice and then his hand goes to my shoulder. I feel the slight pressure of his hand. I kneel and find a very average, but very hard dick. I take him into my mouth. I spend less than a minute on him before he dribbles out his load. I clean him up, but he still takes a white handkerchief from his pocket and wraps his cock in it before putting it away. He pats my shoulder and leaves. I am alone for a long time. Two men come in. One goes right to the gay section, so I only hear him, but don’t see him. The other comes in and stands near me. He is my age, short, slightly chunky, and has the biggest smile on his face when he sees my cock. He gropes himself before he comes over to me. “Come to the bathroom,” he whispers. I don’t want to play in there…but I go down the short hall. I shut and lock the door behind me. The light is blinding after the darkness of the theatre. He has dropped his pants. A nice sized cock is poking out from his shirttails. He waddles over, with the trousers around his ankles and kneels. He gives good head. Enthusiastic and varied. He pulls off me and looks at my cock. “Fuck me,” he says. I ask if he’s prepped. He says yes. I help him up and he leans against the sink. I hunker down and am just about to rim his ass when he reaches behind himself and smears the foulest smelling lube down his ass crack and into his hole that I have ever come across. I stand up and just stick my dick in him. The issue is not his cleanliness—that seems to be great—but he is so short, I am doing deep knee bends to fuck him. But it sure is working for him. He grunts and fists his thick cock. “Fuck, yes!” he grunts. “Plow me hard.” I keep it up as long as my legs can take it. I finally have to pull out and step to one side. “Shit, I am so close,” he announces. I kneel and take his cock in my mouth just as he blasts a major load. The moment he comes down from shooting he is all embarrassment. I leave to let him get cleaned up in peace. But not until after I wash that foul lube off my cock. * The man in the gay cinema has vanished during our time in the bathroom. I sit in there as a new movie is playing—(and no one is in the straight theatre.) I stroke for about 15 minutes. Alone. I am on the edge of leaving and taking myself out for a nice birthday dinner. The door opens. I hear the new guy check out the straight side, utter a vocal grunt of disgust and walk in this direction. It’s the talker—from the last time I was here. The one who reviewed the technique of the men and women in the porn. And the director. And the décor. And how he could do it better. He goes behind the low wall and leans on it. “He sure can take it,” he says, watching an adorable 20-something get fucked by a daddy type on a frilly bed. I can’t listen to it all a second time. I stand up and cut to the chase. “Good to see you again,” I say as I kneel next to him. This literal shocks him—but also arouses him. I unzip his pants and take out his semi-hard. “I thought I recognized you,” he says as his cock goes in my mouth. He has a short fuse. He has one moment of taking control and fucking my face before he blows. At least it’s the biggest load of the day. He does himself up and leaves. I wait 15 minutes. If no one comes in, I tell myself, I’ll leave. In no time I am in my car and in search of my promised birthday dinner and settling into a good book while I wait for it. Not jump this time, but feel free to peruse the the 1064 posts on the main blog site: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/

I missed this when it was first printed. I haven't laughed this hard in weeks!

Indianapolis—December, 2019 Marshall, the short, shaved headed sub with the muscle butt I had seen twice before, sent me a text. He’d loved being whored out—and wanted to do it again. We could meet up only in the late afternoon—so we went to the bathhouse that is downtown hoping for end of work day traffic. I was slightly late as the freeway I was on stopped for an accident. I checked in, found my locker and went up to the room number he had sent me. He’s gotten a big double bed room. There were mirrors everywhere and a very large flat screen television playing porn. Marshall greeted me with a big smile on his face—and instantly went to his knees… I leave the door to the room wide open. I am in a filthy yellow jock and boots, my towel slung over my shoulder. “Get my jock wet.” His mouth is right there. He inhales deeply and groans in the back of his throat. Any other man would be stroking himself, but not Marshall. It’s all about pleasuring me. He licks the fabric—reinvigorating all the juices left on it: my own, his and so many other mouths and holes which have pressed against it. He groans again and begins chewing on it. I pull the pouch back and my balls fall into his mouth. My cock is bent at a crazy angle still in the pouch. The fabric stretches obscenely to contain it all. I free it and the shaft slaps against his face. He groans and opens his mouth but waits for my instructions to suck it. “Take my dick. Deep throat it.” He does. He continues until I pull out and start fucking his face. “Get up on the bed. All fours. Ass right here. The ‘here’ is accompanied by the palm of my hand slapping the mattress, right at the edge. He scrambles up and I kneel. It’s my turn to inhale the smell of his ass crack—all the light sweat from the exertion and excitement. I dig into his hole with my tongue. Out of the corner of my eye I see two men standing in the doorway—their towels tented. I stand up and slap my cock against his ass. “You want this dick in you? Raw?” The last is for the guys watching and who can’t quite see. I know what my boy of the moment wants. “Yes, Sir!” I push into the spit filled pucker. One of the guys pushes through the door to get a better look. “Fuck him,” he whispers. He drops his towel and strokes. The other one moves away. The intruder has a nice enough dick. He watches me bottom out and the first pull back. “So hot,” he sighs. I build up to a good fuck speed. “You want a turn?” This sends him out of the room. I keep plowing the muscle butt in front of me. Moments later another man (our age, with a good build and short iron grey hair on his head and in a trimmed goatee) looks in. He drops his towel too. He has a good seven inches…and I know from the way he’s looking at that ass, he isn’t going anywhere. I pull all the way out and slam all the way back in. Marshall’s ass is open enough to let me do it repeatedly. I love showing off my full length to the new guy. “You want a turn?” “Yeah. But let me get harder in this pig’s mouth.” He scrambles up on the bed and worms his way down until his legs are splayed and Marshall is giving him a sloppy blow job as I continue to ream out the ass in front of me. The guy groans and calls the sub all sorts of names—which only inspire Marshall to give his dick more attention. “Yeah, I’m ready,” he grunts out. “Let me at that ass.” “Sit on him.” Marshall obeys. He inches forward and impales himself on the cock that was just in his mouth. I lean forward and lick the man’s ball as Marshall rides him. They contract significantly. “Fuck, he can milk cock…” I grunt affirmatively, never stopping my tongue from moving. It’s now going up Goatee’s shaft a little. Marshall feels it—and begins a slower milking. One that entails Marshall pausing on the upstroke—to give me a chance to lick the cock—before he slides back down it. The guy is groaning “You’re a fuckin’ [banned word], man. Love it.” We change around. Goatee wants to fuck him from behind. “I think I have another load in me. I just shot before I walked in here.” I say a silent thank you to the gods of Viagra and watch the man fuck before I get up on the bed to get to Marshall’s mouth. “I know I’d load him if you’d fuck me as I fuck him.” I slide right back down. I grease my cock and get behind Goatee. I touch his hole. It’s loose and wet. It may even have cum in it. He slows his jack rabbit stroke. I push in. “FUUUUCK!” I stand still and let him do the thrusting and impaling. He is going for the gold. Faster and faster. His ass clenches as he spurts his seed into Marshall’s glorious ass. I just hold still. He pulls out. I pull out. I insist I lick his dick—though it’s making him cringe. I dive for the trail of jizz leaking out of Marshall’s ass. Goatee watches me clean him up—and plunge my dick into the wet warm cum he left behind. The load is big. It squelches as I fuck in it. Goatee thanks us and realizes we have a crowd watching us outside the door. He looks at me and shrugs. “Men are pigs—and you are two of the best.” He leaves the door open as he leaves and I continue to fuck Marshall’s creamed out hole. * We decide to fuck out of the room. There is a semi dark area. It used to be just an empty room. Now there are more benches and platforming with rails to be bent over. There is one man getting head as we step in. We can’t see much else. I fuck Marshall on a bench. A young, short Latino (our eyes are accustomed to the light now) wanders through and stops to watch us fuck. “He has two holes,” I tell him. To my surprise he comes up, unwraps his towel and sticks his dick in Marshall’s mouth. “Ahhh…” he murmurs. I make sure my hips connect with Marshall’s ass—making a nice thwacking sound in the dim light. “You wanna fuck him?” He nods and comes around. He has a condom in his hand. I take it from him. Without any hesitation he sticks his dick into the wet hole bare. “I can cum in him.....?” For the rest of the men...and a really hot felching of it all follow the link: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/01/whoring-out-marshalls-muscle-butt.html

I don't think you are being too aggressive. I have no issues with playing in the most public of areas. If he looks like he has been well used, I might pass him by the first time--to save him for my final fuck.

I could have written this--thank you. For me, it's getting to the 'theatre' section of an adult video store. Before I can sit I have men on me. I just want to stroke a moment, show it off, take in who is there, create a mental running order of the men I want to play with... And don't demand my load after three strokes.

By typing the word "douching" into this site I got 325 responses....

Indianapolis—December, 2019 I wasn’t planning on going back to either of the bathhouses on this day off. But the Bearded Blond Boy sent me a text. He’d claimed me as his daddy for the duration of my stay in the Indy area. He was horny and wanted my dick in his mouth and my tongue in his ass. I said yes. It felt so much easier than finding someone new online. We arranged a time…and I went early. The steam room is crowded. The steam cycle has just finished so it’s slow going as I step carefully into the dark, wet room. I can just manage to find a seat around the corner where the action is hottest. Instantly I have a mouth on my cock—coaxing it to full hardness. It feels great. The mist clears slightly and I see a very large man, beating his own tiny cock as he sucks on me. I look to my left and there is a hard dick inches from my face. I suck it as I continue getting great head. A man I can’t see in the deepest recesses of the tiled room shoots—and lets us all know it. He pushes past us and we all find new partners. The very large guy turns to a guy that is to his side. The cock in my mouth is replaced by a thick, uncut one as the man I was previously sucking bends over and fellates me now. Men leave. The man on my cock is sure he is going to get my load. He is a hot bearded otter. He has swung around and I am now playing with his furry hole as he sucks me. “Give me your load,” he hisses at me, pulling off my cock for a moment. “I just got here. Sorry.” He continues for a moment, but I can tell his heart is no longer in it. He soon excuses himself and leaves. I sit—suddenly alone in the steam room—until the new cycle starts. I go and dry off in the sauna. I walk the building. I see the bearded otter sucking on an older daddy in the small porn room. The recipient gives me a thumbs up–reviewing the blow job he is receiving. I move on to the bigger porn area and stroke. I let a couple of different men suck me. The bearded otter comes in—straight to me. “I have his cum in my beard if you want it…” I spend a hot two minutes, licking it up and feeding it to the kid. His erection drools more with each snowball of cum I give to him. He sucks me a little more—then leads me to his room. “Fuck me,” he says, closing the door. “Raw?” “Duh?” He gets on all fours on the bed, his ass right there for me. I kneel and rim. His cock is now dripping even more profusely. I swipe some up with my fingers and apply it to his ass. As he figures it out—his breathing goes really shallow. I do it again. “That is so dirty,” he grunts out. “I love it.” I stand and add my cock. It’s a short fuck, but a hot one. I fuck his load out of him in a few more thrusts. He lovingly cleans my cock and thanks me. I go for another steam. It’s just as crowded. I find a seat. We lose ourselves again sucking any proffered cock in the dark, swirling mist. The Blond arrives. He waits until the man in front of me gets up—then he takes his place. He sucks at a much slower pace—as if he were savoring the feel of my dick in his mouth. Eventually I have him stand and I suck him. But he turns and grinds his ass into my face. I poke into his tight hole the first of countless times in the next ninety minutes. We move to men on either side us—but always aware of who and what the other is doing. The steam clears and a stunning college boy is in our midst. Everyone in the steam room is 40 and up. The Blond is the closest to him in age and he’s likely 20 years his senior. College kid has longish dark hair, a hairy chest and a good, very hard, seven inches. And he won’t let anyone touch him. He is a voyeur here amongst this older crowd. But he loves watching us suck. The men are good—once their hand is brushed away, they ignore him and show off for him. Just as suddenly as he appeared, he is gone. I wonder briefly if he’s shot his load already— but then pull the Blond into sucking the balls of the man who’s in my mouth. * We dry off in the sauna and then head to the big porn area with the padded floor. I stand dead center of the room and the Blond is on his knees and sucking me. The six men in the room stop watching the porn and watch us. He licks my cock—showing off its length. I move his mouth to my balls. I hold his head in place. He licks them and squirms. The Voyeur arrives... Can we convince him to stop watching? Follow the link: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/01/the-daddies-and-voyeur.html

Set up an alarm on your phone that will go off every day at the time you want to take your pill.

Indianapolis—December, 2019 I don’t remember how we met online. I do know that we have chatted off and on for almost a dozen years. Now that I was in the Mid-Indiana area, I wanted to see if we could finally meet. Sam was excited I was finally closer. His life was more complicated now as he lived with a straight family member. But in my fourth week there he finally had the house to himself. I asked if he wanted me to bring the sling. He did. He said he’d never been in one. I told him how much room it required and he thought the living room could take it. I found the house, finally, even though some street signs were down. It was small—and the living room was crowded, but we moved some furniture and made it happen. I really looked at him as we lugged a coffee table out of the room. He was my age…a good ten years older than the pics in his profile, but that was no issue. He was tall and thin. He was just beginning to show a gut—which was just more pronounced with his thin build. He had a decent cock—just under seven inches. But I was here for his ass… I sit on the couch. There is just room for him to kneel in front of me with the sling set up. “Let me get that dick nice and hard. And good and wet.” He is very verbal. Each time he does something he comments on it. “Your balls are delicious in that ripe jock. Let me get them wetter.” I let him suck me at his own pace. Only once do I push down on his head when he is struggling to take the last half inch. He gags. And actually has to excuse himself. He runs from the room. Fortunately, we both find it kinda hot. He comes back and sucks me with gusto. “Wanna get in the sling?” “Yeah. I’ve truly never been in one.” He sits and tips back into it expertly. H’mmmm… “And you are good with me going in raw?” “Yeah…” he fingers his hole and nods. “Just don’t cum in me.” I slap my hard cock on his balls. And kneel to eat his hole. The act of rimming him makes his mouth go non-stop. “Eat that hole. Stick your tongue in this mancunt. Eat me out…” On and on…but more hot than not. I stand up and push in. It’s an easier entry than I thought it might be, but it is still a tight hole. This causes another gush of words. “Fuck me. Use me. Fuck!” I speed up to a blistering fuck speed. I pound his hole—and abruptly pull it out. “Wha…??” “Taste your hole on my cock.” I move around the side of the sling and shove my cock in his mouth. He cleans me with abandon. When I move back to his ass, another torrent of words follow me. “Fuck, I taste good. That is hot. I don’t do that very often. You are such a [banned word]…” The last is cut short by my pushing into his ass again. I fuck long slow strokes, moving the sling back and forth with me standing still. “Fuck, that feels so good. I want your cum in me. I know I said I didn’t, but I don’t care. Cum in my hole. Cum in me!” He has begun to jerk his cock. He’s not fully hard anymore, but I am sure he is going to shoot pretty damn fast. “You want my cum in your hole?” I speed up, my hips taking over the driving fuck. “Yes, I want your load. I want your whole load deep inside. I want you. I want your cum…” More and more as he jerks. I have been fucking for maybe ten minutes. Are we truly done? I speed up the fuck even more, making the chains rattle. And something in his constant talk flips a switch in my brain. I am suddenly ready to breed. “I’m gonna load your ass. Want it?” “Yes! Breed me. Breed me deep. Let me feel it!” I give him three more strokes and fire off my load. I grunt it out, holding onto the sling frame. His cock erects. I can just lean down and take him in my mouth, keeping me firmly in his ass, and take his load into my mouth. Sam groans out his orgasm, his words becoming meaningless sounds. And that is it. We are done. Short and sweet. Though his cum was a little bitter… No jump to conclude it this time as it was so short, but feel free to peruse the 1050 other entries: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/

CLAW let's guys in at 18---just not to events where alcohol is served.

Indianapolis—December, 2019 After the piss fuck with Alejandro, I let things dry overnight. I packed and got out of town before rush hour. I did a brief trip to Michigan to get my license plate renewed. By the time I was on the road back to my temporary digs, I was horny. Rampant and horny. I couldn’t stop thinking about the wet fuck of the night before. It didn’t take much for me to grab an early lunch and stop at the bathhouse… I am sitting in the steam room. The steam is running full tilt. With the darkness and the clouds of mist, I can see nothing. My body melts into the tile on the bench. I sense, rather than see, a man come around the corner. Moments later he is between my splayed legs and sucking my cock. He’s hungry. He’s good. He makes sexy wet blowjob noises as he takes my entire length down his throat. And holds me there until he chokes. And again. When he comes up for air this time, I blindly find his head with my right hand and push him down to my balls. He licks them, occasionally trying to suck one into his mouth. I inch forward on the bench to give him better access. He takes it. He gets under my balls with his tongue. He is licks my perineum, leaving it wet. The steam shuts off. His tongue keeps inching down. He wants to lick my hole. He keeps going back up to my balls, and then leaves a trail of spittle which I can feel, even with the steam, as he goes slightly lower with each back and forth. The steam is clearing quickly. I can’t really see him for he is below me, with my legs on his shoulders. He is just about to connect with my ass… “Hello, Daddy.” Standing in the thinning swirls of steam is the blond, bearded boy I played with on a previous visit. My cocksucker, would be rimmer, comes up for air with the interruption. He glances at the blond. You can tell they know each other. The man on his knees is my age, just as thin, but has lots more hair on his head. “Suck his cock good,” the Blond tells him. He comes closer to me and stands on the bench. His cock is right in front of my mouth. I suck it as the man below goes back to my cock. I let the blond fuck my face. But I know what he really wants, long before he does it. He turns and grinds his meaty ass into my face. He bends slightly so I can tongue his pucker. He groans loudly, making the sound echo on the tiles. My cock sucker stands up and sucks the Blond. I feel him taking his cock as I eat out the Blond’s hole. “Let me turn…” He steps carefully to the side and then straddles me again. His wet cock goes back into my mouth. He arches his back as the busy tongue of my Cocksucker pokes into the hole I have left just as wet. At one point the Cocksucker goes back to my dick. Just as he stands to eat ass again, the steam starts a new cycle. None of us want to stay. We are all feeling too hot, but no one wanted to be the person to break it up. We dry off in the sauna. Then, after a stop at the water fountain, the three of us troop up the stairs to the public sling. The Blond gets in it. I kneel to tongue his ass. The Cocksucker bends over him to suck his cock and eventually his nipples. I prod into his now very open hole. We have matted the hair all around what was once a pucker and now is a slightly gaping slit. I delight in the ease I can get my tongue deep into his guts. We reverse, the Cocksucker and I. The Blond stays in place. I bend and kiss him before I do anything else. He revels in the taste of his ass on my tongue—moaning deeply in the back of his throat. I love hearing the sounds of the rim job as I lick and chew lightly on his nipples. I do his arm pits. Only then do I suck his cock. The two of us change again. I take a mouthful of his precum with me and stick it up the Blond’s sloppy hole. This time, I don’t go to my knees on the hard floor, I just hunker down, keeping my feet on the floor. The Cocksucker, though, does not suck the Blond. He is on all fours under the sling and sucking me. He makes enough noise for the Blond to know just what is going on: “Suck him good…” he whispers between moans as my tongue fucks him. And suddenly the Cocksucker stops. I am surprised, but keep on slurping on the wet hole in front of me. Then I feel him. He is on his back and worming his way between my legs. I spread them slightly and lift myself up. He positions himself—and now I am sitting on the Cocksucker’s face. Fuck, this is a treat—to be eating a hot ass while a hot tongue is poking into my own. We can’t hold it for long or I’ll suffocate him, but it is incredible. I find my tongue doing to the Blond, whatever the Cocksucker is doing to me. If he goes deep, so do I. Rimimng around the hole—I match it. He is moaning into my ass. I am grunting my pleasure into the Blond, who is now breathing really hard as he jerks himself. The Cocksucker taps my thighs. I get off his face just enough for him to slide out. I go to my knees and never stop rimming the hole. I think the Blond may blow a load very soon. I feel the Cocksucker’s mouth getting me wet. Then he’s gone again…until he’s turned and has backed his ass onto my dick. Fuck! That’s hot. “I had to feel you in me…” he mumbles. The Blond stops jerking. “Are you fucking him?” he asks me. My face leaves his ass long enough to say “He’s fucking himself...” For the cummy conclusion: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/01/rimming-blond.html

I will help even up the top/bottom ratio....and be very happy to be on clean up duty for bred holes....

I feel like I am in such distinguished company. As I drift off to sleep tonight, I'll be thinking about that sex party that brings us all together...

With my size dick, spit is not always enough--and if I am their first top of the night....I need it.

And there's that....I leave so much spit behind from rimming that I use next to no lube at all...but the one mentioned above.

I use JO H20 brand

Which is why I use a lube with no taste.

Thank you. I don't know why more men don't!