FelchingPisser

Near Home—August, 2019 The idea that the bookstore was my only source of fun for the summer was beginning to wear on me. But it really did seem the only answer. I couldn’t host with my house full of fellow employees. A drive to my friends and fuck buds who live in the area would use up too much time in driving so play would be short. This year, I had no one come to town to see me and help out with the gallons of semen churning, unused, in my balls. So I went to the bookstore. The first trip in August was so bad I don’t need to record anything much about it, other than to say I did nothing but watch a movie and stroke. Every man there felt it was hotter to watch an older, over tanned and truly ugly woman give head to her equally ugly husband in the straight theatre. After that, I resolved I needed to not go on the same day and the same time. By the next week, I changed some scheduling at work and got away for a Sunday afternoon instead. It made all the difference in the world. It didn’t hurt that the right men were there—and they were men who understood group play… When I arrive, not a soul is in the straight theatre. I sigh and walk over to the gay side. Two men, just a couple of years younger than me are taking turns sucking each other. They don’t stop when I enter. The one getting sucked waves me over to join them. I unbutton and stick my semihard into the mouth of the man currently getting blown. Soon I have both men on me. The guy sucking the sitting man gets a turn on my dick and the other goes from my cock to my balls. I let that go on for quite a long time. Soon enough, I am on my knees, taking turns on their two cocks. “You have to fuck me with that thing.” It’s the guy who blew me first, eager for it up his ass. He strips off his faded jeans and Andrew Christian underwear. He kneels on the chair and presents me with his ass. I’ve seen him get fucked before, but have never been in his ass. And I’m sure that he is a condom guy. The third man moves around to feed the potential fuckee his cock. I begin to eat out the hole presented to me. It’s a hot August day and there is plenty of sweat mixed with residual Irish Spring. My tongue has him moaning around the cock in his mouth. I dig deep and am so ready to fuck. I stand up and slap my cock against his hole. “I don’t have a Magnum,” I say. “Just fuck me,” he groans, taking the cock out of his mouth. “Fuck him raw,” says the other guy, who shoves himself back into the waiting mouth. I now think they may be partners from the practiced way they have shared my dick. I spit on my cock and go in slowly. I bottom out easily. He’s slick and warm. I hold for a second as a new man walks in. He’s gym built and 25 years younger than any of us fucking. He whips out a stubby dick and strokes it as I begin to fuck. “That is so hot,” says the man in his mouth. The guy I’m fucking is stroking himself and trying to keep sucking the dick in front of him, but he keeps stopping to tell me how good it feels. Soon the built guy moves behind the guy getting his cock sucked and begins working his nipples through the worn t-shirt he’s wearing. The man groans and explodes into the fuckee’s mouth. This causes the man I’ve fucking to shoot as well. He clamps down hard on my cock as his cum spatters onto the seat of the chair. We all disengage. They dress and I start to put my cock away. “Don’t do that,” says the built guy. He kneels and takes my dick, fresh from the guy’s ass and sucks it. “This is going up my ass.” The first couple thanks me and leaves. The built guy pulls off my dick and whips out his phone. “Can I? No face.” I nod. He takes a picture of my wet dick. “Let me send this to my bud. He’s in the arcade.” He does—adding a quick message. Then he’s back to giving me some really good head. I can’t wait to eat out his gym built ass. The door opens. A big, beefy man walks in wearing a Cubs tee. “I need to see this in person,” he says, with a wave at my cock in his friend’s mouth. He kneels next to his bud. My dick is soon passed back and forth. The beefy guy is not as good with his mouth, but I love how he thinks. He says “Don’t you want this cock up your ass? I sure do.” They agree and strip out of shorts and tees. We use a different chair. Gym Built goes ass up first. I eat his hole. His cheeks are like iron—solid mounds of flesh I have to work to pull apart.... FOR THE REST OF THE POST VISIT: https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/09/you-gonna-take-his-load.html

I played with a fisting bottom who had read in the Asspig Forum that if you smeared your hole with toothpaste, it would increase the amount of "ass jizz" in a session. I am not sure if it did or not...but my dentist was pleased at my next check up...

We all produce it...it's what helps move waste through our system.

That sentence is the hottest moment about anon cum dumps that I've read in a long time...

I have certainly done my share of public sex. Not as much where the general public can see it...but in a number of rest areas, especially a rural one that is very lively with farmers taking a break from working the fields and wanting their cocks sucked. I have fucked men in semi cabs there--and in the big interstate rest areas. The huge Edwin Warner park in TN has seen a lot of me. I cruised it daily whenever I worked down there. Mutual cocksucking was the standard, but there was a wonderful threeway fuck on a picnic table in a shelter during a driving rainstorm when we knew we wouldn't be disturbed. I have had sex in gay bars--especially the Phoenix in NOLA where, to a cheering crowd, I thoughtfully drank the piss of the bartender behind the bar so he wouldn't have to leave his post. In bathhouses, I rarely go to a room, but avail myself of the public play areas. The same with gay campgrounds in Ontario, Michigan and Ohio. Give me a public sling anytime. Stairways of the hotels hosting leather weekends. I couldn't count the number of bookstores I have used...always choosing the "theater" over a private booth if there is a choice.

I remember as I was about to turn 35 thinking, “I better start having more sex, for in 5 years or so, no one will want me.” So I did…and I have never stopped. Now almost 30 years later I have more men hitting me up than ever. I’m sure that it helps I am a top with a reputation for knowing how to fuck. I play with men across a huge range of ages. I do let younger guys make the first move, but so many need a big dicked daddy…

It is the right thing to do. You are missing one of the great joys of bareback sex...

So this is where the experimentation starts....drink more water if you want to dilute it. Taste yourself after you drink more fruit juice than usual. And again after a lot of soda. Then beer. Before you know it you will be lying in your bathtub and covering yourself. When I was learning to drink, I loved to go head over heels and piss directly into my mouth-- just like how I used to suck my own cock.

Good boy. Report back to me/us when you start drinking your own...

I have a blog post about starting Watersports.... https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2016/03/watersports-101-mini-master-class.html

Men are visual animals. We love to watch!

As a top, I could never choose. I love both. I prefer my anonymous partners to be at play parties or bathhouses. (I fuck too long for pump and dumps.) But, especially with fisting, I want the connection of partners I know--so we can grow; so I can really get to know his hole.

As a top I think I have felt this from a bottom once. When I was 20. When I fucked, using the term loosely, my first ass.

Many. In Chicago, Indianapolis, Grand Rapids Michigan, Toronto, and Madison Wisconsin (now defunct). Every city is different--but it always depends on who is there that particular night. I always have a good time...I tend to be a leader in getting things started.

And a great fuck. (We "met" at CLAW this year....)

Please don't....I love to try to braid the hair in your crack with my tongue. I have to keep trying until I'm successful....

I was in Aruba. I was staying with my parents--who had a time share there for the month of February. I was headed to the beach in a black Speedo which gave me an obscene bulge, even when my cock was soft. My dad had told me the beach was a little less crowded if I walked to the north. So I did. I sunbathed, reading a book. Eventually I noticed that there were far more men than women here--and they kept disappearing into the tall vegetation behind us. My dad had directed me to a cruise area. On purpose? I watched for a bit--my dick thickening. There was a worn path in the over growth behind me. It led to a clearing. A car was parked there. A hot young man with gorgeous cinnamon brown skin was sprawled naked on the hood of the car rock hard and stroking, He saw me and slipped to the ground, turned and bent over the hood, arching his perfect bubble butt towards me. He said something I couldn't understand, but I knew just what he wanted. I don't know if he waned it raw--but that's what he got. I fucked him until he shot all over the hood of the car--which made me cum deep inside him.

I do it, with the right bottom: any man who I know loves the taste of his ass on my cock. So I will also spit in his mouth after I have been rimming him to give him a taste of his juices.

Heart O' Chicago on Ridge on the northside. A few blocks from JackHammer and Touche. It is an old 50's motel with outside doors and a parking lot. Notorious for what you want.

The beauty of being gay is not following the rules of the hetronormative culture. Every couple, triad or more should (and needs) to set up the rules which work for them.

I have been to CRC and had a very good time. There is a play area across the foot bridge from the main campground. Last year it had a sling and fuck bench and some tires buried in the ground which my bottoms used for support as I fucked them. It was open during the day--but came alive under the cover of darkness. I am sure there is play in the men's own campers/tents/cabins at all hours. One of the things that many of the residents/campers like about CRC is that it is all male (unlike Camp-It in Saugatuck which has a large Lesbian crowd). There are the usual themed weekends.

I have mirrors all over my playroom--some for me, most for the bottoms so they can see my dick split them open.

@find91I really want your cock and my hand...or my cock and your hand...in one of our great bottoms. Let's jerk the other's dick off inside that 10 cent whore!

Kegel. Kegel!! Kegel!!! I know many fisting bottoms. The great ones have muscle control. They can push my dick out of their ass when they clamp down, they can get it so tight. And they can relax when they are ready to be filled with my fist. Exercise. It's a muscle. I just fucked a FF bottom who doesn't do them...and he was no fun by comparison.