FelchingPisser

Near Home—September, 2019 Work had eased, though my nights were still busy and my house still full of co-workers. The next time I could sneak away, I was back to the bookstore in the middle of the week. It was an afternoon so there was a different crowd. And each encounter was slightly different than usual. Just what my cock craved… I am in the straight cinema. It was bright enough outside in the parking lot to make the room feel really dark as I come through the door. It doesn’t look to be very full. I find my way to the couch and sit. My eyes adjust pretty fast. There are a few men down front (which means they don’t want to see any of the gay stuff happen.) There is a man next to me. He’s middle aged, carrying a few extra pounds, but looks kind hot groping a mound in his jeans. As I watch he pulls up his shirt, yoking it over his neck. He has a pale pink camisole on under the tee. He opens his fly and I can see pink panties. I sigh. Cross dressers are not high on my list. But he seems to like to show off. He gets his cock out and beats it openly. I join him, as the movie is good. He doesn’t have much dick—it just sticks out enough for him to manhandle it. He occasionally looks at my cock, but he doesn’t seem to want it. He is lost in the double anal happening on the big screen television. I am about to go see who is next door, when my seat companion suddenly stands up to blow his load. I slide off the couch and surprise him by taking his cock in my mouth just as the first cum shot explodes from it. I get three big spurts and a dribble. He stands rather dumbfounded, rigid and not moving. Eventually he thanks me and covers up his secret undies before he leaves. Taking the load of a man I barely find attractive seems to make my cock really hard. I sit back down. I linger for a moment, for the cum shots are happening on the screen now. All wasted on her open mouth and tits. The door opens. A young man comes in. African-American, not yet 30, and in good shape. His olive drab tee has ARMY on it in block letters. He sits where the man just left. He unzips and takes out a slightly swollen cock. As the new scene on screen gets underway, it grows to be a good 7+ inches. He is looking at my bigger dick a lot. I wait to see if he will reach for it. I can see him decide, then hesitate—and then he does, his fingers just grazing my shaft. I nod. And he closes his hand around it, barely stroking it. I reach for his. It’s very warm to the touch. But soon it is in my left hand. We stroke each other for bit. Sometimes doing it in tandem, sometimes one or the other. I want him in my mouth. Finally, I lean over to take him. He pulls away. I go back to stroking it. He pulls his tee up and plays with his nipples. His hand cups my head and brings it to his chest to lick there. I suck and nip at the nipple closest to me. His hand has replaced mine on his cock. I work on getting the wiry hair around the nip very wet. He sighs. “Let me lick your balls,” I whisper. “Perfectly safe.” He nods. I go to the floor. He opens his jeans and pulls them down to his knees. He’s free balling, which for some reason surprises me. A warm day’s worth of sweat makes his nuts just slightly ripe. They are big and swollen. The more I lick, the more he jacks. I go from orb to orb. I go a little below them, but not all the way to his hole. I love how the wet balls cover my face as I lick his perineum. I take one and then the other fully into my mouth. He isn’t as crazy about that. He lets me—but only begins jerking again as I go back to licking the rough sac and leaving them slimy with my spit. His breathing changes. His hand moves faster. I burrow in between his balls. They are moving with the rhythm of his hand. They contract—and fire a load all over his ebony thigh. Without thinking, I lick up the load. And he seems pleased. He even takes the last drop off his dick with his index finger and feeds it to me. He pats my head and is gone, doing up his pants as he opens the door. * I stroke awhile. Reliving what I just did. Then I go check out the gay side. Two people are inside. A cute young white guy in his 20’s—an otter if his beard and the hair coming out of the neck of his white A-shirt is anything to go by—and his petite Asian girlfriend. I sit. She looks at me and then to the young man. It is then I see he has a light blue sleep mask covering his eyes. I stand up and go closer. There is masking tape on the mask. On that is scrawled “I want to suck cock.” I unbutton and my fully hard dick flops out. “Is this what he wants?” I ask the girl. She nods.... For the rest of this post: https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/10/what-you-cant-see.html

This question was posed in 2012. PrEP has changed everything. I have been asked once in the last four years for a condom.

West Michigan—September, 2019 It was September. The heavy work load of my summer was winding down. I really craved a long, connected sex session. Where else would I go but to see Derrick and Jacob? We talked in the study, catching up (it had been three months!) as the slide show of leather men doing incredibly kinky things to each other flashed by on the large flat screen. Jacob had just returned from Inferno, a BDSM event. He told me his hole had gotten well used. I demanded he show me. So much for chit chat… We are now stripped. Jacob is in leather chaps and harness. I am in boots and one of the jocks a reader sent me to get filthy. Derrick is in some leather shorts that are stripped off as he becomes hard. Jacob shows me his ass. The hole is indeed puffy from use. I massage it with my tongue to make it feel better. I sit back on the couch. Derrick tosses an oversized pillow at my feet. He kneels and begins showing off the skill he’s been practicing—deep throating long and thick cock. Jacob strokes his PA-ed dick as he watches. “Get up here and let me eat your ass again.” Jacob carefully stands astride my thighs, his hot and hairy ass in front of me. He grinds it against my face. My tongue finds his puffy hole. I burrow in as Derrick slobbers over my cock. Jacob moans, fucking himself on my tongue. Then he turns around and begins fucking my face. My tongue knows to fold that PA against his cock head. He fucks into me without mercy. This boy is horned from his weekend of service. “I have to fuck ass,” he says. Derrick gets up and pulls the thin bench into place. He gets on it. With just some spit, Jacob is up his partner. I move around and feed Derrick my cock. “You need two dicks in you.” I match Jacob’s rhythm, so we thrust into him at the same time. This makes Derrick groan around my dick. I pump into him a few more times, pull out my spit-slicked dick and move around behind Jacob. He fucks back on me and I slide into his ass. “Fuck!” I let Jacob set the speed. He plows into his partner, pulling me out and then spears himself on the backstroke. He picks up the tempo. I really think that he might shoot, he is so turned on. I pull out. Jacob pulls out of Derrick—and I push in to the freshly fucked ass. Derrick grunts and tells me to fuck him harder. Jacob pushes into his open mouth to have Derrick clean his cock. I fuck Derrick until he needs to give his knees a rest. I lie down on the bench. Jacob rides me briefly…but we all went to get downstairs to the playroom. * The rimseat is set up, waiting for us. Derrick gets under. I sit on the seat. Derrick licks all around my hole before poking his tongue into me. Jacob feeds me his cock. He’s removed the PA on the way down the stairs. He fucks my mouth for a moment. But he wants something silkier to fuck. He gets between Derrick’s legs and lifts them to his shoulders. Derrick’s tongue works faster on my pucker as his own hole is fucked wide open. Jacob is panting. This time he is going to blow his load. Derrick groans as his tongue fucks me. “Yes!” Jacob is shooting. Over and over. I watch his body shudder with each blast that goes deep into his partner’s ass. “I need to eat that,” I tell them, standing up. We flip—I go under the seat and Derrick sits down. A drip of semen falls on my tongue almost instantly. Jacob is pacing, but watching me eat his load out. I groan as a big dollop of cum plops into my mouth. Derrick is barely pushing. With the sheer volume of ejaculate, I guess the boy has been having assgasms at Inferno all weekend—and this may well be his first ‘regular’ orgasm in days. I revel in it being fed to me second hand. “I need to fuck in what’s left.” FOR THE REST OF THE POST (and pics): https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/10/blog-post.html

Near Home—August, 2019 Work went back to its usual hectic summer pace. I could never again arrange my schedule to get away for a Sunday afternoon session as I did in the last post. The next Friday night, my usual, brought a dismal time. I did get a little head and gave some in return, but every time I started something, a young, gorgeous Black man would find us, strip down and jerk himself. He showed off his glorious ass, his large-ish cock—and would not let anyone touch him. But everyone stopped whatever they were doing and tried. He ate up the attention and he was delighted that my cock sucker would rather just stroke himself, looking at him than suck my cock. He shot two large loads to feed the linoleum… The last Friday of the month was worse. I got one great load down my throat from a guy in the shadows who I really have no idea what he looked like. But then it got bad. A man asked me to fuck him. I was terrifically boned after the load in my stomach. The fuck went bad very fast. Either there was no clean out or his attempt went to hell very easily. After I cleaned up, a second man asked for a fuck. His hole was worse. I could smell it the moment my cock went in him. Once again I wrapped up my cock and trooped off to the bathroom. The final straw was a blowjob from a guy kneeling behind the door. It started well, but then began feeling odd. I pulled out, pulled him to his feet and thanked him—and noticed that one of his front teeth was missing. And the remaining tooth had begun scraping me. He never broke the skin—but it gave me a blood blister under the skin of my dick for the next 24 hours. But the Friday between those two is really worth reporting. I haven’t written about this young man extensively, since we do the same thing every time we meet. He’s young (late 20’s), and a very light skinned Latino, who is naturally fit—tall and thin. We have played almost a dozen times. He will find me and pull me into one of the preview booths (where we are not supposed to be) so he can lock the door. He loves daddies. He loves daddy dick. He really loves big daddy dick. He gives excellent head. He loves his ass to be eaten. But he won’t get fucked without a condom. I have stopped bringing Magnums to the bookstore. He never has one, either. One time I tried to squeeze into a regular rubber and he saw that it was impossible. Usually when we meet up, after locking the door, he gets naked and gives me head for a very long time. Then I eat his ass as he strokes one off—or saves himself for later. Fun but rather maddening. But on this day… I am in the gay cinema, jerking. So are two other men. They don’t want help—they just want to have witnesses to their masturbation. The movie is good, so I’m fine. The door opens. It is the Latino boy. He sees me and his eyes light up. He grabs my hand and tries to pull me up to go to the booths. I resist. Instead, I pull him down onto the seat next to me. He looks around the room at the other two men—then back to me. I nod. I expect him to get up and go. Instead he sinks to his knees and moves between my legs. His hand grabs my hand, holding on tightly—and his mouth finds my cock. “Good boy,” I whisper. “Let them watch—it’s okay.” He goes from tentative to his usual prowess with my large cock. “Don’t forget my balls, boy.” He swiftly goes down to nuzzle and lick them. He knows not to try to get both of them into his mouth at once. One of the strokers stands up to get a better view. I’ve seen the stroker often—he’s mid 30’s, shaved head and pretty hot young daddy type body. He never lets anyone touch him. I gesture for him to come closer so he can really see. He hesitates, but does. His hand is moving faster. “Let the boy lick your balls like he’s doing mine.” The kid comes off my balls and looks at me. Did I mean that? I nod. He moves slightly so he can service the man. And the guy lets him lick. I am amazed—but pleased. It lasts for only seconds. The guy strokes off a big load—and aims it right into the boy’s mouth. He takes it—hungrily. “Don’t swallow all of it.” With the Young Dad still watching, I kiss the boy. We snowball the load back and forth. I let him swallow it eventually. Back he goes to my dick. His fingers intertwine with mine. He holds on for dear life. And gives me expert head for one so young. The door opens. A man just slightly younger than I comes in, stops and gets out his dick with the sight of the young man between my legs. His dick is sizable and has a medium gauge PA in it. He strokes. Soon the new cock is in my mouth as the boy continues on me. I pull of, making a show of licking the piss slit and the shiny metal. “Taste him” I tell the kid. He hesitates, but again does what I ask. He sucks the man—and I lean down and lick the new man’s balls. After a moment, the kid goes back to mine and I get the PA-ed cock back in my mouth. “Fuck, I’m gonna shoot.” The dick erupts and I have no choice but to swallow the load—it’s huge. It just keeps pouring out of him. I concentrate on the boy again as the guy pulls up his pants and goes out the door. One hand is still intertwined with his—my other hand is reaching down and idly playing around his hole. Each time my middle finger dips into him, he groans around my cock. “You want to get fucked?” He nods.... FOR THE REST OF THE POST: https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/09/testing-his-limits.html

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.