FelchingPisser

Very interesting and, not surprisingly, a good read. Would you be willing to share the story of your training? How did he find you, how he went about it, etc....??

The web site: [think before following links] https://www.cumunion.com/?page_id=1011

Toronto—December, 2019 I went to Spa Excess for New Year’s Eve. It was the same venue I went to last year. I don’t think there were as many playful guys around this year. I felt like more men were there for the roast turkey buffet than for sex. But I still had a great time. And how better to ring in 2020 than in some man’s ass? I stayed, mostly, in the third floor play area. There is a sling, a fuck bench and a room with a glass wall where you can watch men in the shower. There is a slurp ramp to save cocksucker’s knees and lots of dark corners and booths for a modicum of privacy. And there is a cage, three steps higher than the floor, where I often stand and let passersby suck on my cock sticking through the bars. I had told two gentlemen, both new to me, where I would be that night. I was curious to find them… I stow my clothes in my locker. I get into my leathers. I walk through the play area. It is just around 9 o’clock and not many men are there yet. There are a few rooms on this floor, so I walk the hall. A big beefy man, with tats and a hairy chest is hanging out by his door. He’s one of the men with who I chatted earlier in the day. He nods. I nod and follow him in, shutting the door. Before it latches, he is digging in his bag. “Do you PNP?” “No.” “But you’re ok if I do?” “No,” I say and start to open the door. He slams it shut. “Ok, I’ll just do poppers.” He sinks to his knees. He sucks me—some. It is much more about his nose to the popper bottle. Constantly. To the point I don’t’ dare move or I’ll make him splash some on his face. I’ve had enough, though my dick is barely wet. “Get on all fours.” He does, clutching the bottle. I take out my frustration with him (and the man the day before) on his ass. I have one leg up on the bed and plow him hard and long. He only asks me to go easier so he doesn’t spill his brown bottle. And to top it off—he’s dirty. I leave and wash. I hang out in the dark play area, standing in the cage and letting young Asian men suck my now clean cock. After three mouths—none willing to try it in their hole—I walk out to the rooms again. I find the other man from BBRT. He’s about 5’10” and a slim 150. His hair is silver. His profile says he’s ten years younger than I am, but I’m guessing it’s more like four or five. His face lights up and he leads me into the one sling room on this floor. He kisses me—tentatively at first, but growing to a major kiss. This is going to be good. He goes to his knees and gets me wet. He is great with his mouth—everything I need to be ready to plow. I help him into the sling. His ass is a lovely bubble sticking out from the leather straps. And he loves my tongue work on his hole. “You didn’t lie. You do love to eat ass…” he murmurs. I spit a few more times into his hole, stand up and glide into him. His moan is music to my ears. I fuck him slowly for a long time. But eventually building to a chain rattling fuck. He loves ass to mouth, while still in the sling. His ass is incredibly juicy when I revisit it with my tongue and mouth. We use the sling some more. We do one round with him on all fours on the bed, but we both miss the sling, so we go back to it for another fuck. “Now go fuck some other lucky guys,” he tells me. “Should I leave the door open?” I ask. “Naw. I don’t’ think I want anyone else after that…” I thank him and tell him I’ll come back for another round if he’s still here. I go into the dark area. Someone is now on the fuck bench. I move between his legs—and instantly walk away from the smell. It is the second of likely eight men who are dirty that night. I will just skip the others. Yikes. I play in the cage. I find a hot, 40 something gym guy in backless rubber shorts bent over the box in the cage. I eat his perfectly framed ass and sink into him. He milks my cock like an expert. “You are the perfect size for my hole,” he tells me when we break—and decide we’d be more comfortable in the public sling. The sling makes it an even better fuck. I pound him until his eyes roll up into the back of his head. We have an audience—but they seem to be all bottoms. No one will step up to take a turn on his ass. So I go again. Finally I catch an older man’s eye. He is beating a nice sized cock. He spells me. He fucks the full, hairy ass with swift, deep strokes. He says nothing at all as he pumps into Rubber Shorts. He abruptly stops and walks away. I kneel. Yup. He left us a load without saying a word. I dig in and share it with the rubber pig… * I meet up with the man in the sling room. I fuck him until he shoots. He tells me he will hang around until 12. I work the top of the slurp ramp. I am too tall for many of the men. My cage is a better option. I move there. “Hello, again.” A tall, thin young man of less than 30 years of age smiles at me. He has a full goatee. And a big dick. “I want to suck that again.” He leads me to a booth next to the slurp ramp. I know he hasn’t sucked me this trip. I would remember him. He locks the door and goes down on me. Well, fuck. This boy did just this last year. And if I remember rightly…there’s more. “Daddy, I love your cock, but turn around so I can eat your hairy hole again....” Follow the link to see who is my first fuck of 2020: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/02/new-years-eve-wel-cum-to-ontario-part-v.html

Toronto—December, 2019 I suppose, no matter what kind of sexual adventure I had after such a great Fukdto (and using Parker so completely) it would pale in comparison. Well, it did. Though it had its moments… We began chatting a hook up site, long before I arrived in Canada. Ted was from northern Canada and would be in town at the same time. I knew he was around my age. The pictures he opened confirmed that. He liked the sound of the things I did. “Do you like having your boots licked?” he asked. I told him I did. He sent me quite a few emails after that…not really spelling out what he’d like done to him, but leading in that direction. I told him I didn’t plan a sexual meet out in advance. I liked to know some things he liked, some things he might like to try and hard limits of things he wouldn’t. I guessed I might never hear from him once I was in town. But I did. I went to his hotel, a quick walk from mine, the day after Fukdto… Ted opens the door. I inwardly sigh. The pics are old and more than several pounds ago, but he seems a nice guy. I get into my leathers as requested. He stays totally dressed in his street clothes. He begins polishing my boots. They need it. He spits on them and works the polish into the grain of the boot. One at a time. I love the pressure of his hands wielding through the leather. He obviously loves doing it. He uses a brush. I can feel the swirling strokes. But he never licks them. He talks, as he buffs them, about a man in town he often rents. When the boots are gleaming, he stops, strips down to a pristine white jock and proceeds to suck me. He is all teeth. I remind him to cover them. That lasts for a few moments before he forgets. I stand up to see if that is a better angle. It is, but not by much. I finally stop him by telling him I need to eat his ass. I do. It goes well. I am perking back up. I stand and slap my dick across his ass crack. He rolls away from me. “I’ve thought about it and think we should use condoms.” I consider leaving, but I’m a gentleman and find a Magnum, its foil wrapping looking as old and tired as Ted. I fuck him bent over the bed. I fuck him on his back. I fuck him on his side. I can’t feel anything with the latex. He is hard as I enter him. He goes soft while I fuck and is hard moments after I pull out. I have had enough. I pull out and as his erection returns I take all 4 inches into my mouth. He is surprised—and blows a load. I thank him and start stripping off my leather. “Don’t you want to get off after all that great fucking?” I shrug and pack and bag. Talk about keeping this blog real… I only took the time to write this up as I have to remind my readers—and myself—that not every hook up is wonderful. But I didn’t have long to wait. Tomorrow was New Year’s Eve and I was headed to a bathhouse...

I am teaching the two watersports skill classes....the first if a roundtable about the the fetish, the second a hands on wet session for beginners and pros alike.

In the Detroit area, the airport is out in the west suburbs--so it is a very popular place to host in hotels since it is easy access.

I don't think of BreedingZone as any kind of hook up site. But I have met a few men who post here. Not one on one, but at places like CumUnion, MAL, CLAW or IML.

I would like to have seen that--but I'm very glad I caused it....

Sorry....I totally forgot to put it on here after it got published on the regular blog. Fuck, it was a fun night!

Toronto—December, 2019 (This picks up right where I left off.) … Balls deep in some daddy, I look out into the maze. There is Tango Dawg fucking the younger set. But my eyes are on a tall, dark man, in a once white jock, who is fucking next to him. Our eyes lock. And hold. I pull out of the ass I’m pumping and walk over to him. He leans over and without missing a stroke gives me the most electric kiss of the night. My cock oozes, he kisses so well. Our tongues fight for dominance. We finally settle for a draw on that score. He pulls out of the ass he’s been fucking and tells me to take a turn. I do what I’m told, while he goes around to make the lucky fuckee clean his cock. I get a better look at him. He is tall, dark and once really chiseled. His chest is softening a little now as he ages. His dick has a great curve to it and there is a leather strap of a cock ring accenting it. He wears a jock that is as filthy as the one I am wearing. I suddenly realize I have shared hole once before with this man here at Fukdto. And even… My thoughts are interrupted as the bottom moves, wanting to get up. He leaves. The top comes back to me and kisses me again. His name comes to me as his tongue invades my mouth. Parker. I’m sure of it. And I am positive I also got to fuck that hot ass of his… We go up on stage and take turns in a shapely young butt in one of the glory holes. We are kissing, the entire time either of us are fucking. Finally, I can’t stand it. Parker is up the guy, so I pull out of the kiss and drop to my knees behind him. I burrow into his ass with my tongue. He stops moving for a moment to let me get deep into his hole. I can’t believe no one has plowed him tonight. Then he begins a gentle fuck—into the guy and back on my tongue. He groans and tells me to get him good and wet. The motion is driving me crazy. I need to fuck him. I stand up, swipe my dick down his ass crack and begin to push into his pucker. “Fuck me with that big cock,” he grunts out. I slip all the way in. I still let him do the work. He fucks into the cute ass and back onto me. Over and over. And now he is giving me an ass squeeze on every stroke. Every time. Fuck! We separate. He watches me eat the hole he’s just been fucking. I groan out my pleasure and he laughs, touching my shoulder. I stand up and drill into the cute butt in front of me… * We are inseparable for the next ninety minutes. I fuck him in the sling that is in the maze. We share a guy on the fuck table around the corner. I fuck him on the raised platform, as a number of men take turns in Parker’s mouth—one shooting a load all over his face. A load I lick off. And share with him in hot, wet kisses. I fuck him in the fuck wall and recruit others to use him. No loads—but his hole is now juicy as fuck. Parker drags me into the dressing room on the side of the stage opposite the fuck wall. “I just want you to myself for a minute.” The room is cluttered with stools and broken chairs and beat up lockers. We kiss. For a long time. Tango Dawg comes in, his big dick swinging. He grins at us—then ignores us as he checks his phone. Parker backs me up until I bump into a stool and I sit. He kneels and goes down on me. Tango Dawg grins again and says, “You go, boys” and leaves. Parker is working on getting my dick super wet. “Just spit. Fuck me that way.” He doesn’t give me much choice. He stands and sits himself down on my spit slick dick. I feel so much more drag this way as we fuck. It’s delicious. And we both love it. * It is inevitable that Parker will come back to my hotel. It’s now hours after Fukd has closed. Parker is naked, on the center of my bed. I have put my black leather blindfold on him. I am licking him. Everywhere. Ears. Pits. Nips. Dick. Neck. Balls. Playing with him. Not letting him know where I am going to be next. Of course I hoist his legs in the air and tongue his super fucked out hole. His anal lube is still flowing at full strength after the massive assault of his hole at the party. I tease him with my cock head, but I don’t fuck him. Not yet. “Let me do that to you.” He takes the blindfold off and, almost ceremoniously, places it on me. I lie down right where he was. Parker starts in my pits, which are every bit as wet as his hole. He licks them dry. We kiss. Ears are next. Nipples are chewed, balls licked. He rolls me over and devours my ass. Oh, God. This is new with him. He’s good. “I really want to fuck you,” he whispers in my ear, his cock in my ass cleft... Follow the link to read the rest of my night with Parker: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/02/fukdtoand-after-wel-cum-to-ontario-part.html

Woof!

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.

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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