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The Three Fucks of Braydon
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—November, 2023 It can hardly be a surprise that after re-connecting with Braydon, the cumdump cub, that we’d both want to play some more. We talked about him coming to the playroom, but we both kind of liked the idea of including more men at the bookstore. It was the last day of November, a Thursday afternoon. I got there a half hour before our agreed upon arrival time. Braydon was already there—sniffing out potential playmates… We find each other in the straight theatre. I am sitting in the cocksucker’s seat. I’ve just gotten out my cock and am stroking. There is one other man here, much more interested in the video than me. Braydon comes in. He stands next to me. We chat. He tells me he’s been here for an hour and it’s slow. He goes to his knees and pushes mine wider apart. I sit with my legs spread wide and sprawled. He inhales deeply, his mouth hovering over my balls. He moans very softly and surprises me by licking the hairy sack. He goes deeper, under them, pulling them up by pulling my cock towards my chest. He licks them until the hair on the wrinkly skin is dripping wet. Only then does he work his tongue up the shaft of my cock. He groans again as he licks up the drop of pre-cum off my cockhead. He swallows me down—and then begins actually sucking my dick. We have a voyeur. The man who was watching the movie has moved back to watch. He is white, a little older than me, but just about as tall and thin. His dick is now out and he is stroking as he watches Braydon service my cock and then another round on my wet balls. Braydon stops and looks up for me. “I’m going next door and undress. Come fuck me over there.” I nod and he takes off. The moment the door slams, the older man offers me his cock. I nod and take him into my mouth. He’s been stroking a lot, to the video and to us. I get a mouthful of cum very fast. I don’t swallow. He zips up and I stand, covering my raging dick by holding my old winter coat in front of it. I go into the gay theatre. Braydon is naked but for socks. He kneels on a chair, the moment he sees that it’s me. I move behind him, tossing my coat in another chair. My cock flops down, grazing his ass crack. Now I kneel, pull his ample butt cheeks apart and begin to smear the semen in my mouth all over his hole. “Fuck…he groans. “You’re doing it again. Who’s cum is it? That old guy’s?” I make an affirmative grunt, prodding the creamy mess into Braydon’s pucker. “Fill me. Fuck me with that cum…” I stand up and push my dick into his well-lubed ass. I fuck him hard. Deep, long strokes. I hear the poppers open and he moans as they hit. I slow down my drilling, making the strokes slow and deliberate. I really want someone to walk in and give him a cock to suck, but it’s not to be. Braydon finally asks for a break. He gets dressed and goes hunting in the arcade. I prefer the nastier porn in the straight theatre so I go back to the back row. Eventually he finds me there. “This place is dead,” he groans as he sinks between my spread legs once more. He swallows me down and gives me more head. Once again when he’s had enough, he tells me to meet him next door. I give him a few minutes before I head over. There are two men here watching him shed his clothes. The Black Voyeur with the long, thin cock strokes to the strip. A middle-aged white man kneads his crotch as he sees Braydon toss his clothes on the chair. Once Braydon is truly naked, I move behind him and bend him over. He grabs the back of the chair. The moment I start rimming Braydon, the other guy unzips and is stroking his cock, too. I stand up. My cock finds his still cummy hole. I push in. The guys stroke as I fuck. “His mouth is available if you don’t want his ass,” I tell them. Neither move. I fuck harder. Showing off the length of my dick with each stroke. “Come closer,” I urge. “Watch him take it.” The Black Voyeur, who I know so well, stands up and moves around to Braydon’s head. He doesn’t give him his cock, but he is stroking so close, Braydon must be able to smell his sweaty crotch. The other man now moves over to Braydon’s side. “If you don’t want to fuck him,” I whisper to the guy at his side, “cum on him. Cover him with your load.” The words work. The guy, in just a few more strokes, splatters Braydon’s back and hip. He watches as I mop it up with my hand, pull out and coat my cock with it. I fuck it into Braydon. “You are a hot pig,” the Black Voyeur says as he strokes harder. The other guy puts his cock away and watches for a long moment before taking off. In a few more strokes, the Black Voyeur put his cock away, too, and goes next door. I churn the loads for another moment—and then make Braydon clean my cock. He does so, savoring the new load covering it. Once again, we separate. I stay in the gay theatre as the porn has improved. Braydon roams the rest of the building. He is soon back. “Nobody else is here—at least that wants to play.” He gets naked again. He moves a chair in front of me and kneels on it. “Eat my ass,” he pleads. He doesn’t have to ask me twice. I rim and even felch a little of the two loads I have shove up him. My cock drools. I don’t waste it, I stand up and smear it on his ass lips, telling him just what I’m doing. Braydon groans. “Stick it in me.” I do. And suddenly I’m fucking him again. Hard. With a purpose. My balls are telling me to breed. But each time I feel I’m close, the feeling recedes. I pause. I go to the floor and eat the churned cum that is seeping out of his ass. He moans and tells me he wants my load. I stand up and fuck him again. And I know I’m there. My hips have a mind of their own. I just keep pumping into him. “Fuuuck!” I begin to unload. I hold still and just let my balls empty. “Every drop, Daddy.” He squeezes down on me, milking my dick for all it’s worth. I stay in him a long time. I don’t trust myself to move. Finally, I do. He demands my cock to clean—and I try, but it’s just too sensitive… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: The Three Fucks of Braydon December 13, 2023 -
A November Group: "You Dirty Pigs..."
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—November, 2023 I love group sex. I heard that the house party to the north of me, dormant for a few months, was happening again in November. The host was excited I would be back in the state. He expected a bigger turn out. He hoped I might bring the fuck bench and rim seat to help keep them all busy. I packed them into the car and drove into town, arriving just a little early so I could get the equipment set up before the guests arrived. The host, a short, thin man, just under my age, greeted me effusively. As I set up the bench, he told me again he was expecting as many as 20 men. We usually had 10 to 15, so this was indeed good news. We took everything upstairs. I set the bench up behind where his sling, which was hung from the rafters. In the other room was his huge bed. The rimseat just fit under the sloping roof line. He now had big screen porn playing there. I went down to strip off and get my clothes into my gym bag. And the men started arriving… The first two to arrive look familiar, but I don’t really know if I know them. Both are bigger men and strip down quickly. They disappear up the stairs before I finish putting my boots back on. I go up the stairs. The top is lying on his back being orally serviced by the, I soon learn, versatile man. I help out by kneeling and licking the versatile’s ass. He groans. “Eat that hole,” the Thick Top groans out. I re-double my efforts. The host comes in briefly just to look at us. He’s still fully clothed and in doorman mode. He kneads his crotch as he watches us—before heading down to greet the next arrival. I’m ready to fuck. “I have his hole nice and ready for you,” I tell Thick Top. “Go ahead…” I stand up and slide in. There is nothing like the first fuck of the night. Tatted Vers has to stop sucking and concentrate for a moment on my invasion. The moment he relaxes, I begin to fuck and he goes back to sucking cock. We change position slightly. Thick Top turns around and slides under Tatted Vers to suck him as I keep fucking. A new man, comes into the room. He’s a regular, balding and incredibly hairy everywhere else. He is likely 40 something and is all top—until the first dick goes up his ass. And then he usually bottoms the rest of the night. He nods to me in greeting and kneels, sucking on Thick Top’s cock. I continue to fuck, liking how we have all just added into the action as we arrive. When I finally pull out, Hairy Top stops sucking and takes a turn up Tatted Vers. Thick Top goes downstairs, leaving the three of us to fuck. I kneel, watching the hard cock ream the hole I was just fucking. Hairy Top remembers my kinks. He pulls out of the ass for a moment to let me suck him. Then he pushes back in. This makes Tatted Vers look over his shoulder at us. He like what he sees. “You dirty pigs…” and then “Fuck!” as the cock, with all my spit, re-enters him. I stay right there and we do it all again. I spell Hairy Top. He takes his dick around to Tatted Vers’ mouth. I hear the hungry ATM happening as I eat out the freshly fucked ass. I stand up and push into his wet and hungry hole… * I take a break and go downstairs. A young man I recognize from here is getting fucked on the living room couch by Thick Top. I know I will never stand a chance with the young guy—he will only play with men who have a gut—so Thick Top is his perfect sex partner. I grab a bottle of water and go upstairs again. I convince Tatted Vers to get in the sling. I get him into the stirrups and eat his ass once more. I stand up and fuck. The sling is hung a little low and I need to do knee bends to get into him. The host arrives, now naked but for a jock and harness. He sucks Tatted Vers’ cock as I fuck. The moment I pull out, the Host is on my cock, cleaning me. I let him get me cleaned up then playfully push his face into Tatted Vers’ hole. I hold him there. He squirms—and his tonguing make Tatted Vers pant. I let him go so I can fuck him once more. The guys switch. The Host gets into the sling. Tatted Vers pulls the Host’s head into that awkward angle, so you can suck while lying in a sling. I eat out the Host’s ass and give him the first fuck of the party. He is such a small man, that I always feel like I am stretching his hole way out. He loves it and tells me to fuck him harder. Tatted Vers goes looking for cock. I fuck and fuck. I rim him. “Can you taste the loads I took this afternoon?” I can’t—but I groan at the idea. It makes me fuck him harder on the next round. A man walks in. Late 30’s, shaved head, medium height. Latin. And hung. Think my cock with a foreskin. He grins at us and dives into the Host’s ass the moment I offer it. He fucks him. Hard and fast. I clean his cock, working my tongue under his foreskin. Maybe now I can taste those afternoon loads. Or at least I like to think so. He goes back to fucking the Host. Then it’s my turn. I fuck. Latin Top thinks a moment—then cleans my cock just as I did his. He likes it. We do it to each other all night whenever we share a hole… * The party has topped at seven men. The young man has totally co-opted Thick Top—who plays with no one else the rest of the night. I do see the young man get fucked briefly by another guy with a gut—Tatted Vers. I go back upstairs. Latin Top pulls out of the Host, now on the bed. The Host says he needs to check in with the others downstairs. Latin Top moves to me. He pulls me into an embrace. His hands go around me and he begins to slide his hand down to my ass. His finger finds my hole. “Let me fuck you.” I decline, nicely, I think. He’s surprised. That cock, just like mine, is so often a ticket into other tops. “I like to get fucked occasionally,” he tells me. “But I can’t take you.” I suggest the rimseat as there is no one else upstairs. I go under and eat his hole. He loves this. He jerks his big cock all the time I am reaming him out. We stop when the Host and Hairy Top come upstairs. Hairy Top decides to bottom the moment he sees Latin Top’s cock. I fuck the host. The men are both on their backs side by side on the bed. Holding hands. We plow into our two holes. Latin Top looks over at me. “Switch?” We do. It’s been years since I was up Hairy Top. It’s great to fuck him again—especially after he’s been opened up by another man of size. He grins up at me. I fuck him hard—until Latin Top says to switch back… * It’s late. Tatted Vers is on the bed lying face down. Latin Top is up him. And plowing like he wants to get off. I stand near them. There is no way Tatted Vers can suck my cock, he needs to have every thought on how to service the big cock in his ass. Latin Top slows down his anal assault. I think he’s about to offer me the hole. Instead, he says, “Finger me.” I lube up a finger and slide into him as he fucks. “More.” I give him two. “Just fuck me!” I get up on the bed, between the two sets of legs there. Latin Top stops fucking as I enter him. He moans loudly. I slide into him far easier than I expect. I hold in place. “Fuck yourself,” I tell him. “Into him and back on me.” I stay still letting him do just that. I can feel he’s getting close. He picks up the speed. He is pummeling the bottom and his own ass on the back stroke. Suddenly he shoots, driving into the ass under him. I take the moment for a couple of hard strokes. I gasp. I am shooting inside him. Spurt after spurt. The Host arrives, just in time to clean two cocks and two asses… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: A November Group: "You Dirty Pigs..." (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 2, 2023 -
Every Last Drop
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Jackson—October, 2023 On the evening of the last post, I went to bed horned. As I was stripping down, I considered starting a new devil’s dick, but, dammit, I wanted to do some live breeding or feeding. The moment I woke up the next morning I knew I was going to have sex—or at least look for it. I went in search of it to the bookstore with the new play area of cubicles, gloryholes and the medical exam table. I timed my arrival for just after lunch. It was a Sunday and I had no idea if that was a typically busy day in this venue or not… I walk in the lounge and make the tour. No sex is happening, but there are likely half a dozen men watching the various screens scattered around the walls. I sit in a corner and pull out my dick. My cock springs to life before I can even manhandle it to attention. “You want that sucked?” I turn towards the man who has approached me. He is rather below average height, white, and bearded. His beard gives him a slight resemblance to Jacob. I nod to him and he kneels, pulling his own cock out to stroke, once he’s down there. He gives me good head, if not exceptional. More suction and deep throating than any interesting tongue action. He slows down and then comes up for air. “I’m a top, but I gotta tell you that is a great cock.” He stands, showing off his own now very hard seven inches. “I’d love to see you fuck with that mother.” I lean forward and suck him for a bit. Using all my tongue tricks. We agree we would both love to a share a bottom. He goes off—and I stroke my very wet cock. “Let me help with that.” A white man around my age, with a shaved head, and an elfin grin goes to his knees without really waiting for a response from me. He’s great. He knows all the tricks to get me dripping. He pulls off me and looks up: “You need to fuck me with this thing.” “Do you like showing off? I bet the exam table’s free.” He grins and leads the way to the back room. Along the way I motion Bearded Boy to follow us. His eyes light up as he sees Shaved Head strip down—he must know him. Shaved Head sits on the table, start naked. I get his ankles on the metal stirrups. He leans back and gets his ass in place. Every hair on that man has decided to grow below his waist. His legs are slightly hairy, but his butt is a jungle. I can’t believe my luck. I kneel and begin eating him out. I hear Bearded Boy stick his dick in Shaved Head’s mouth. Shaved Head’s ass is responding to my tongue. The pucker has opened more and more as I lick and spit. I am getting all the hair around his now slightly gaping hole, very wet. “Fuck him with that big dick,” say Bearded Boy. I force myself to stand up. I slap my cock on SH’s exposed balls. And push into his hole. He stops sucking to concentrate on his ass—welcoming my dick inside him. “That is so hot,” BB grunts out—before thrusting his cock back into SH’s mouth. I pick up speed. The table has a slight rock to it when I reach a really hard driving tempo. This makes other men gather in the door to watch us. None of them come very close—but I always love an audience. I fuck him some more, before pulling out and changing places with BB. Bearded Boy doesn’t taste my handiwork, he just fucks into the wet hole I’ve opened. I am thrilled that SH wants to taste his ass on my cock. I watch BB fuck. He is driving very fast into the hairy ass. I wonder if he’s going to shoot. He suddenly pulls out and takes off. He has given no outward sign he shot, so I go back and taste the hole he’s just fucked. I can’t tell, but I think he may have loaded him. My tongue roots around in him for a long time. I finally stand up and fuck. I still can’t tell if I am fucking in load or just a very wet ass. Either way he feels terrific. Another man, around my age and height come over from the crowd. “Is he taking any dick?” I look at Shaved Head. “Fuck, yes!” he groans. The new man unzips and strokes himself to hardness. He is around the same size as BB. I pull out and let the older man fuck Shaved Head. “Damn, you feel good…” the new guy moans. I slap my wet dick against SH’s cheek. His attention is all on the cock in his hole right now, so I don’t force the issue. In moments, the older guy shoots. He pulls out gingerly. I kneel and, to his delighted surprise, clean his cock. Then I dig into Shaved Head’s creamy ass. I find some stray cum on his puffy ass lips and lick it up. I dig deeper, but can’t find any more semen. Again, I fuck him hard. I am thinking I might shoot. “Can I take a little break?” I’m surprised, but help him up. He gets dressed—and actually takes off… * I am in the main area here. I see a man in true biker leathers enter. He makes a beeline for one of the cubicles with a glory hole. I go up on the slurp ramp and feed him my cock. He sucks me moaning and grunting. Suddenly he stops. I’m sure, from his sounds, he’s shot his own load all over the fresh plywood of the booth. * I sit in front of a gay screen. I get head from a regular here. He suck me until he is close to shooting himself. He knows to stand up and feed me. A new man, around my age, has come in, catches my eye and goes to the medical exam table. He is stripped naked before I can get there. “Fuck me raw, man,” he says as he sits on the table. He does not need my help to get his feet in the front stirrups. I don’t even eat his hole—I just push in. “Yeah,” he groans, “fuck me raw, but don’t cum in me.” I fuck him. But barely. He enjoys it, but my cock is no longer really hard, knowing that I can’t cum. I pull out after a brief fuck and go to wash up, assuming I will have to find a hot cocksucker. I come out of the restroom—and there is Shaved Head. “I had to go let out the dog,” he says. “Did you want to breed me?” I tell him about that guy on the medical table, telling me not to shoot in him—after I was already in. SH head calls it a bait and switch. The two men seem to be rivals for cock here. We go to one of the cabanas. Again, he strips. He kneels on the bench. I go to my knees and taste his hairy ass and the load (loads?) once more. He groans and does poppers. I stand up and insert. My cock glides home on the extra lube of saliva added to the cum and ass jizz. I fuck him slowly. Wanting to savor the moment. I do—for about 30 seconds. My cock takes over. I can’t help begin the fuck that will unload my balls. My hips slap into his hairy globes. Slow down, I tell myself. Savor it. I force myself to pull out and tongue him once more. He passes his poppers back to me. I take a one nostril quick sniff and know I need to breed. Now. Not in thirty seconds. Right now. I stand up and slip back into his juicy hole. “Give my your cum!” he groans. I last maybe six or eight more strokes before I blast into him. A huge load built up over days… “Don’t move. Give me every last drop…” I’m not going anywhere… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Every Last Drop (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October, 22, 2023 -
A Quickie with Keshawn
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Indianapolis—August, 2023 Keshawn was hoping for another round in the sling. He had come to me in July so it was only fair I should go to him this time. I packed the sling—making sure to include the overhead mirror. He loves to watch my dick fuck into him. I also packed the jock I am grunging up for my Canadian Friend. I felt it was time, after my constant wearing it for almost a year—and it going to all the major sex events I went to in 2023—that it should have one last hurrah before being sent back to him. I left extra time to get there—and I arrived at his door, at the appointed time… The sling is set up in the space behind the sofa. Keshawn is futzing around, finding appropriate porn (we both love group scenes.) Once that is playing, I ask Keshawn to shoot a few pics of the jock. The owner loves to see me in it—and I will be sending all of the shots to him. PIC711 Keshawn starts for the sling. “Bend over the back of the couch.” It’s right there—and the perfect height. He leans on the back, jutting his hot ass towards me. My tongue finds his hole. My cock, still in the dirty pouch, starts to grow, distorting the shape of it obscenely. I work it out with my right hand as my tongue invades Keshawn’s inviting ass. He groans. His massive cock erects. I work harder to get him really wet. I lube my dick as I spit in his hole. I can’t take anymore—I need to be inside him. I stand up and slide in. His ass always feels hotter than our normal body temperature. I hold in place for a moment—and begin a gentle preliminary fuck. He groans and thrusts back on me—making sure that he’s taking my entire length with every stroke. We move to the sling, but he doesn’t get in it. He bends over once again, chest to the leather. I kneel and eat his freshly fucked hole. He is as delicious as always and thoroughly wet from the first fuck. I slurp on his ass juices for a long while before standing up and creating more with a hard pounding. My cock is slick when I finally pull out. Keshawn swings around and cleans me, hungrily, before he gets in the sling the standard way. PIC 729 I kneel once more to taste his ass. I gorge on his ass slime for a moment, jerking myself as I eat him out. I stand up. My cock gently beats his full balls. I leave a sticky trail as I slide my cock from his balls, across his perineum before resting on his now slightly puckered asslips. I push gently and my cockhead pops in. He welcomes me with a squeeze. I give him the rest of my inches—slowly, but steadily. He takes a hit of poppers as I bottom out. I watch his face and as they hit, I begin to fuck him again. I grab the top cross piece of the sling frame. I have built to a hard thrusting that is rocking the sling. Keshawn beats his big meat in time to my thrusts. I finally pull out. I go around to the side of the sling so he can taste his ass on my cock again. He cranes around and licks me clean. Now it’s my turn to clean him. I go back to his hole and lick up all the stray juices dribbling out of his ass. I can taste my precum mixing with his natural lube. My cock head drools at the thought. I stand up and fuck him again. Slow and easy. “Fuck me hard,” he pants out. I build my fuck stroke. Faster and faster. Harder and harder. My hips are now slamming into his upturned ass. The room is filled with the sound of moist flesh colliding. I slow down so he can take another hit. As soon as the bottle is capped, I build back up to the hard fucking again. Keshawn takes his hand away from his cock—he is leaking and could easily go over the edge. I slow down the fuck, pull out and bend to lick up his precum. I keep it on my tongue, going to my knees and sticking it into his wet hole. “So hot…” Keshawn groans. I add some more spit and stand back up, my dick instinctively slipping into his used hole. “We don’t want your precum to go waste…” My cock loves the extra wetness. I fuck him slow and easy. I pull out and with my left hand take the jock pouch and push some of it into Keshawn’s ass. I know that the owner of the jock loves the idea of this—and so I do it repeatedly making the fabric wet with all our juices. PIC540 I kneel and lick his hole once more. I hear him take a hit. I rise up and slide in. I intend to fuck him slow and easy, but my cock has a mind of its own. I begin pummeling him. Keshawn’s hand is a blur as he strokes himself. In moments, he is shooting a copious amount of cum out of his big cock. It coats his chest. My left hand mops up some. I coat the jock. I mop up the rest and coat my cock with it. I fuck it into his ass—the place where cum belongs… Here, with picutures taken there, is the original: From My Side of the Sling: A Quickie with Keshawn (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 20, 2023 -
Filling Up Rock
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—March, 2023 Rock chatted with me on the fisting site. He lived far enough away, that I honestly thought it was chat—and that we’d never meet. I was wrong. He liked all that I had to offer: a big dick, patience with fist and a love of watersports. We quickly found a date that worked for both of us. On the appointed day, he was very conscientious about sending me the text I always ask for—which helps weed out flakes and helps me time the final set up of the playspace. Right on time, Rock was at the front door. He is tall—taller than me, so likely 6’4”. He is thickly built, with dark blond hair. He’s in his mid-20’s, but has a lot of sexual experience under his belt. He also has a slightly goofy smile that makes him incredible charming. And hot. He comes in. He is sure of his clean out—so we head right down to the playroom. I show him where to stow his clothes and go back up to get rid of mine. I add the jock that I’m wearing to get dirty for an admirer and my boots. I go back down—carrying the coconut oil. Rock is waiting for me, naked, on his knees at the base of the sling. I had given him no instruction about it—he just knew his place… I step forward, my covered mound of cock flesh rubbing against his face. He groans as he begins to mouth the fabric. He’s really hungry—and I want to feed him. My cock hardens. I release it from the jock and it stretches towards his mouth. He takes about half my length in one gulp. His mouth is hot, wet and experienced. He gives really great head. I pull out and bring that active tongue to my balls. Instinctively, he knows to lick, not to try to suck them into his mouth. Eventually, I lift them by pulling up on my dick, so he can bury his handsome face just below, them—where cock ring and balls meet. It’s my turn to groan. “I need to eat your hole. Get up on the bench.” Rock does as he’s told. I kneel and my tongue pushes into his young pucker. He groans and I hear poppers uncapped and inhaled. I lick and prod. He opens easily as the rush of fumes relaxes him even more. I lube myself as I rim—and in moments, stand to fuck him for the first time. He grunts as I slide in. All of me. In one long forward movement. “You have even more cock than your pictures show,” he pants. I just hold until I feel his muscles relax. I begin the fuck. Slow and easy. “Fuck me, Sir.” He looks up into the mirror and sees me fucking. “Can I call you Sir?” I nod—and pick up the tempo of the fuck. Faster. Harder. Making Rock pant. I pull out. “You want to taste your ass?” “Yes, Sir. Love it. Makes me feel really slutty.” I bring it to his face, while he’s still on the bench. He licks his ass jizz off me—moaning in the back of his throat as he does it. I go back to fuck. I stay in him a little longer and repeat the ATM process afterwards. This time, I tell him to clean my balls, too, as his hole is super wet now. He savors each one. I go back to his upturned ass. I slap his slightly gaped hole with my cock. Piss spurts out, cascading down his moderately hairy ass crack. I kneel and lick it up, pushing some of the pale piss into his hole. I fuck him again. This time the cleaning of my cock and balls gives him his first taste of my clear piss. I pull out the egg-headed dildo. My cock has opened him, so it goes in with the merest hint of resistance. I pull it down and slide my cock in with it. He takes a hit as he realizes just how full he feels. I repeat it again—this time with my cock under the toy. “Clean my cock over here.” I toss the mat from the rimseat on the floor next to the bed. I sit on the edge of the bed, my legs splayed, my wet cock bouncing. He scrambles off the bench and kneels on the mat. He licks every millimeter of my cock and balls. When his mouth is on my nuts, I will myself to piss. I create a piss fountain that runs down my cock and unto my balls, where Rock can let it play on his tongue. He groans out his appreciation. I lean forward and bring his head up from my crotch. I kiss him, wanting to taste everything he is tasting. It lasts for a long moment, as our tongues wetly explore, then I push his head back down again to my drooling cock… * As I’m adjusting the stirrups of the sling for his height, Rock says “I love how you fuck—and I love your piss. If you want to skip the fisting, I am fine with just what we’ve been doing.” I agree with him—I can’t keep my mouth out of his hole and I’d rather not have the industrial strength lube in my guts. I fuck him for the first time on his back. I watch the pleasure I am giving him wash across his expressive face. I piss on his hole here. I lick it up and bring some up to his mouth. He gargles with it and doesn’t swallow, but lets it all flow out over his chin and chest. I go back and lick it off him. I crank him open with the speculum. I don’t think he’s had one in him before. I finger his prostate. And fuck with the device in place. I pull out and send a splash of piss into his open hole. Rock groans—and fuck the piss deep into his manhole. Now I want to really eat his ass. I set up the rimseat and lie down. This is a first for him. He sits gingerly on my face. My tongue slides deeply into his spread hole. He gasps. I mumble for him to hit his poppers. He does and proceeds to babble as I lick his fucked-up-and-pissed-out hole. My cock is achingly erect as I lick and spit on his puffy ass lips. Finally, I touch his thighs—telling him to get up. “I want to drink my piss from your ass.” “Fuck, Sir. Please.” I have him lean on the fuck bench for the filling. I fuck him for a moment, then stop—keeping my cock deep inside him. I take a swig from my water bottle and piss begins to flow from my cock. It fills his ass, bathing my cock in my hot juices. When I run dry, I pull out and lie back in place under the seat. I borrow his poppers and take a deep hit. They hit just as he settles down above me. My tongue finds his puffy ass lips. I probe deep. Nothing but a single drop of piss. I do it again. I hear Rock groan and he releases it all. A piss cascade. A slightly yellow waterfall is forced down my throat. He is moaning loudly as he feels it all leave his body. I had no idea I gave him quite so much—but all I can do is keep swallowing. He slowly goes to just a dribble, leaking from his ass. My tongue works into him—and he really is empty now. My cock is drooling—and Rock even mentions how hard I am. I get him to stand. “In the sling. I want to see your face as I breed you.” I am on a mission—I need to shoot in that hot ass. I want him to have my DNA. And now! He gets in, his legs on chains, not taking the time for stirrups. I sink into him. I fuck. Hard. Rock, who has quite a big cock, erects as I fuck. He knows what’s coming. I do one last rim—and I’m there. I stand up and get my dick up his slick hole just in time. I pump spurt after spurt into him. I grab the top of the frame and just hang there—letting my cock marinate in his asscunt. “Fuck, Sir. I swear I could feel it…” I let go and go to my knees. I lick up the escaping cum. I keep it in my mouth. I stand up, lean across his chest and snowball our mixed juices into his hungry mouth… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Filling Up Rock (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 10, 203 -
Rimming and Breeding Jack's Wet Hole
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—October, 2022 I had met him just a few days ago. Jack was one of the players I wrote about in The Right Men in the Right Place. (He was only identified as the Bear in Part One and Part Two). He is around my age, with a thick ex-footballer build to him. He loved my dick in his hole, and his tongue in my ass. He had asked for my number before we were done there. A week later he was ringing my doorbell for an afternoon in my playroom… He is naked, his clothes tossed on the chair behind the door, when I walk back into the playroom. He is standing by the bed and watching the porn, hard as a rock. I slip out of my robe and toss it on the chair. His eyes follow me as I move to the fuck bench, lean against it and tell him to suck my cock. He kneels and spends long moments inhaling the scent of the jock pouch. He grunts his approval and begins to lick the loosely woven fabric. My dick, already plumped, responds to his hot breath, and hotter tongue. It hardens, making the pouch look obscenely distended. He lifts an edge and my cock springs free. He mouths the helmet head for a moment, before taking me down his throat. To the root. And holding it there. I push slightly—making him choke. He pulls off and looks at me with pure lust in his eyes. “Do that again.” So I do. He comes up for air, trailing a long strand of deep throat spit. My hand reaches out, winds it around my fingers and I smear it on his face. This makes his hard cock ooze. We do it all again, repeating the same process. “Up on the bench,” He kneels there, presenting me with his full ass. “Anything you want,” he tells me. I choose to tongue it first. Deep and hard. He looks to the left and sees the mirror leaning against the wall. It is at an angle that shows him just what I’m doing. Now he can see it as well as feel it. He moans. I stand up. “Did you say ‘anything?’” “Yes, Sir. I don’t answer, I just piss down his ass crack. A short, quick blast. I go to my knees and lick him clean. I stand up and do it again. I lick him clean once more as I grease up my cock. This time when I stand, I push into him. His puffy ass lips part and take me. One inch. Two. I keep up the relentless pressure—and every inch is soon buried in his hot, wet butt. “Fuck me!” I hold another moment—and then begin a slow fuck. I speed up quickly. I am sawing into his wet hole repeatedly. Just as suddenly I stop. “You want to taste your hole?” “Yes, Sir. Love it.” I walk around to his mouth. He gobbles me down, slurping loudly. “Can you taste any of my piss?” He grunts something that sounds like an affirmative. I go back and fuck him some more. When I pull out, he pleads to let him clean my cock. I let him. I even fuck his mouth a little, but the angle is bad to go too deep. Then it’s another round in his butt. He has asked for some pictures of his ass, so I take a few. He pulls his cheeks apart—he’ll be showing his sloppy hole to anyone looking at his profile. I put down the camera and eat his ass as he holds it open. Which makes me want to fuck it one more time… * We’ve moved to the sling. He can’t take his eyes off the mirror above him—watching me fuck away at his hot ass. It is refreshing to fuck a man who doesn’t rely on poppers to take me. His hole is responsive to every thrust. “Remember,” he murmurs between grunts, “I want some time on your ass, too.” This makes me fuck him harder, rattling the chains. Finally, I stop to catch my breath. “Let me eat your ass. Please.” “Sling or rimseat?” I ask. “Both.” I help him out and take his place in the sling. He dumps the clothes out of the chair onto the bed, so he can sit and munch on my butt. He licks the length of the crack—and then zeros in on teasing my hole with his tongue. He’s great. And obviously loves it. He’s rock hard. I stroke and watch what he’s doing in the mirror. I try to see if I can give him some piss while he’s rimming, but the bladder seems to be dry. I just lie back and stroke. “I want to try the rimseat.” I get out and drag it from its corner. I arrange the mat to lie on. “Let me give you a break and go under first.” I do. His ass fills every bit of room. My mouth is plastered to his wet hole. I can barely get air. But it makes me every bit as hard as he was when he was eating mine. I tongue fuck him, getting a cascade of ass jizz mixed with my precum. It’s my turn to groan. He must feel it dripping out of him as he moans right along with me. I turn myself to the side in order to get some air. I take a deep breath and tongue fuck him again. He stands up. “My turn.” We switch. I sit gingerly on the seat. His tongue is instantly swabbing my crack and hole. I sit and stroke—watching the porn and feeling my hole welcome his tongue. Jack’s tongue and mouth are indefatigable. My hole is amazing relaxed and wet. I am so close to shooting and I’ll be damned if I am going to let it coat his chest. He needs it inside his ass…as much as I want to put it there. “I need to breed you. You want my cum up your hole?” “Yes!” he mumbles, still buried in me. I stand up. I move around and help him to his feet. “Sling or bench?” “Sling,” he decides. “I can see more.” Back to the sling we go. I taste his hole the moment he is positioned in it again. My cock is slick and ready. I stand up and plow into him. He grunts at the force of my entry. I can’t help it. I am in total rut. I can think of nothing but my release. Two strokes. Maybe three. And I explode. Jack groans and squeezes down on my cock. I couldn’t pull out of him now even if I wanted… * (And Jack capped it all off by having me stretch out on the bed and giving me a back rub. He’s coming back next week!) The original, with pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Rimming and Breeding Jack's Wet Hole (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 15, 2022 -
Sometimes big things comes in small packages; the size of something does not always reflect its worth. Think of a great big old empty cold house compared to a little cozy homey cottage. So yes, it's true that big things come in small packages. This is the case when it comes to Rich. At the time A4A was my app of choice and that’s where I ran across Rich. His screen name was Debauchery69 and at first glance his profile seemed very reserved and his photos weren't really that impressive; face, chest, ass. He was a small guy; thin and short. He wore a leather harness and a leather jock strap. There were no nudes at all. I would have to fill in the rest on my own. I, on the other hand, had the kind of pictures in my profile that would have made a porn star blush. Rich is the one who reached out to make contact first. His initial contact was a simple, “Hey.” After a few one-word exchanges I found out that he was a top and was into leather and basically liked to call the shots. My ears perked up a little. I sensed that he was a quiet type of a guy as the chit-chat continued. We delved a little deeper into our perspective preferences and then there was a lag in messages. I took note that he wasn't crude or slutty in his any of his responses. I figured he'd lost interest especially since my responses were a little on the tepid side, too. But then, I received this message: “I would like to come over, walk into your house and find you in a darkened room on all fours ass-up, blindfolded and wearing only a jock strap.” Now that got my attention. The scene he conjured was so erotic and cryptic to me. I was immediately intrigued and reread his profile. I have to admit I wasn’t sure what his screen name meant so I looked it up: Debauchery69. de·bauch·er·y NOUN 1.excessive indulgence in sensual pleasures synonyms: degeneracy · corruption · vice · depravity · immodesty · indecency · perversion I couldn’t help myself. I wanted him immediately. Anyone who could describe themselves like this in such a quiet passive way all the while exuding confidence and sexual prowess and without any of the vibrato and theater that so many dominant men display has got to be a sexual knight. So not to scare him off, I demurely replied that I could make that happen and asked him when. He responded Friday after work around 10:00 p.m. Okay. it was on. I still had no idea what he looked like or what he was truly into, but he created an intrigue that wanted to find out. Friday night rolled around and I took my time getting ready. I put my shower shot into high gear and stripped my bed and replaced it with a black leather fitted sheet. I turned off all of my lights except a few strategic ones that would help him find his way. I put on soft fuck music to set the mood and chose to forego playing porn. He didn’t seem like the kind of a guy who appreciated porn. For some reason, I wanted to connect with him without disruptions. I lit a few candles, readied my bedside with lube, poppers and a few hand towels. About 9:30 he texted, “Looks like I’m getting off work on-time. What is your address?” I replied with the address and told him to enter through the side door, come up the stairs and down the hall. Mine would be the only bedroom with the door opened.” I wore my favorite jockstrap and cock ring and sat and waited. The anticipation was starting to get me a little anxious. What does this guy look like? Is this safe? Am I crazy? This could be seriously dangerous. But I did have his cell number and he has responded and therefore he could be traced. I erased those thoughts and focused on the positive. I hoped he would have a nice size cock but not too big. I want to really relax and not tense up. While sitting on my bed fantasizing about Debauchery69, my phone lit up, “I’m here. Remember blindfolded, ass up on the bed, dark room.” I had everything in place. My room was dark with the exception of the two small candles on opposite sides of the room so that he could navigate. I grabbed my dark blue paisley western bandanna and rolled it up then tied it around my head covering my eyes. I adjusted my white BIKE jock and got up on the bed on all fours with my chest down and ass up. I waited. I was intently listening for him. The wait seemed to go on forever even though it had only been a few minutes. As I focused on sounds in the house listening for the door to open, my dick started hardening. Wait, was that him? No, that was the ice-maker. I continued to listen. Suddenly I heard the creak of the door hinges and then the closing of the door. I heard the steps creaking as he navigated the run of the staircase. I could hear that he was in the hallway and moving closer to my bedroom. Suddenly, I smelled him in my room. I felt his presence. He said nothing. My hole started to twitch giving my self-control away to him. A t-shirt was being pulled over his head. A belt buckle was unbuckled and the unmistakable sound of a zipper descended followed by denim being dropped to the floor. My nipples started to harden. His hands were a little cold when he put them on my butt cheeks and massaged them like only an ass-man would. Occasionally he spread them letting a cool rush of air graze my hole. I cooed and arched my back. He climbed onto the bed and moved around to the front of me guiding my head to his crotch which was encased in a well-worn leather jock strap. I inhaled the leather and his musk permeating from his crotch. Pheromones were practically oozing from his body causing a me to get closer. The smell was intoxicating. My physiology changed as I inhaled and I began wanting to devour his jock and everything it concealed. But he restrained me. Being blindfolded intensified everything. I was on heightened alert trying to second guess everything he was doing. I felt wetness coming from the pouch of my jock and realized I was leaking precum from the anticipation. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “My name is Rich and I’m going to take good care of you.” I started to say something but he shushed me, “Shhhhh. Relax. Everything I need to know you’ll tell me with your body.” He was very intimate, very sexy and very much in charge. I reached up and grabbed a hold on his hips. He was small; really small. My hands moved up and roamed his upper torso. This guy was only 135 – 140lbs, completely hairless with a chiseled chest complete with sumptuous protruding nips. He let me wander all over his body almost as if he were compensating me for my lack of sight. He had the tiniest bubble ass that easily fit into the palm of each had. He reached down to unsnap his jock strap and fished out his cock and balls. The aroma made my blindfolded eyes roll to the back of my head. Rich had a very pungent, yet alluring, masculine scent. I inhaled deeply as if I were taking a hit of poppers and held it in. He still had his hand on the back of my head, but not necessarily directing me where to go. I started at his thick wiry bush by pushing my face into the center of his pelvis and began licking and matting his hair with copious amounts of saliva. Once his bush was soaked, I dropped down to his tight walnut-sized balls and popped both in my mouth and sucked. His nut sack was smooth perfectly sized for my mouth. I could feel his cock rising from the attention I was giving his nuts. I slowly let them escape half-way only to draw them back into my mouth. I did this several times before bottoming out and sucking his balls deep into my mouth and then using my teeth to ever-so-slightly bite down, letting him know that yes, I had his entire nut sack in my mouth. Between Rich grinding his hips forward, me pulling his ass-cheeks toward me and the suction I was causing, his nuts were in nirvana. It was so fucking hot to be ‘deep throating’ his ball sack. Rich grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off his balls and guided me to his cock. I hadn’t yet felt his cock and was so wrapped up what was happening that I all but forgot about his cock. First he let me have just the head; he was circumcised and didn’t appear to be fat. He pulled my head back teasing me. Then fed me the head again which I sucked and tried to get more. He repeated this a few more times before slowing letting me glide down the length of his cock. His cock wasn’t fat nor was it thin. It was actually quite perfect for me. But length is where he surprised me. He continued to feed me. When I thought I must be at the base, he continued to slide in further and then even further until he hit the back of my throat. Seriously, how long was this guy’s cock? I was slobbering quite a bit while trying to get his cock further into my throat. I reached up and took hold of the base of his cock and realized that I only had two-thirds of it in. There was no way on my knees that I would be able to go any further. Rich was very wet at this point so that wasn’t the problem. Keeping his dick in my mouth, I turned over onto my back, took a deep breath, grabbed his butt and pulled him all the way into my throat. When he hit the back of my mouth, my esophagus open up and his cock continued all the way into the back of my throat. “Ahhh,” was all I heard followed by a long, slow, lust-driven exhale. Rich grabbed me under the shoulder pits and drug me to the edge of the bed leaving my head hanging off the end and his cock still buried balls-deep. Gripping his ass cheeks, I forced him to fuck my throat. He only needed a little help and soon took over from there. Precum, spit and mouth goo were seeping everywhere. He started pulling all the way out and plunging back in to his balls. Again, and again, and again. He fucked like that for quite a while grunting each time he bottomed out. My jaw and cheeks muscles started to ache and Rich sensed it was time and slowly withdrew. After giving me a moment to recuperate, he dropped his balls in my mouth again. I sucked them all the way in and went to work. Teabagging this dude was putting me in a trance. I wanted to swallow his nutsack. Rich started tweaking my tits adding more and more pressure. I squirmed and groaned when I felt his nails pinching and digging into my nipples sending vibrations through his balls and out to his entire groin area. He spit on his hand and reached between my legs and found my hole. I spread my legs further giving him as much access as he needed. He inserted one finger and played around the rim making me horny for more. He added a second finger and slowly started to penetrate further. Rich withdrew his fingers from my ass and then his balls from my mouth and walked around to the other side of the bed facing my ass. Still on my stomach, I lifted my ass off the bed and arched my back. Barely audible he whispered, “Good boy.” Grabbing my ass cheeks again, he spread them apart and buried his face in my ditch. His tongue was what I was secretly craved. My ass reflexively pressed backwards and he got a little deeper. All I could do was whimper. I wanted this guy to devour my hole. He continued to eat and was actually softly growling into the depth of my hole. I felt a finger tracing around the perimeter of my asslips and massaging the rim. Rich removed his face from my ass and got off the bed and walked around to the other side of the bed again. He squatted down in front of me, lifted my head, pressed his lips to mine and inserted his tongue. He started making out and I felt his tongue everywhere inside my mouth. While we made out, I heard the unmistakable sound of the screw cap being removed from a bottle. I knew what was coming. He retracted and closed my left nostril and held the bottle to my right one. Instinctively, I inhaled deeply. Then he switched and did the other. He didn’t partake and returned to the opposite side of the bed. He spread my cheeks, spit into my hole and inserted two fingers and fucked them into me. He finger fucked me with intention and just as I began lift-off added a third finger. I cocked my head as if trying to listen to what he was doing, but all I could depend on was my sense of feeling. I was on hyper alert yet pushed my ass back a little further. A fourth finger was added. I was so glad I was fucked up on poppers because this was getting intense. Again, I pushed back and Rich ground the palm of his hand all around the inside of my cunt causing me to moan like a cheap whore. It was at that moment that I realized he was going to try to fist me. I was kind of stunned because that possibility never downed on me. Yes, these four fingers were causing me to purr and arch my back like a cat in a yoga pose, but I cannot take a fist. Impossible. Rich continued his magic on my ass and hitting me with poppers from time to time and I continued to moan and squirm. I could feel him adding a little pressure here and there, but he couldn’t make any more progress than he had already made. I was tense and nervous. He withdrew his palm leaving me with emptiness and feeling disappointed. I felt his body crawl up on my back and his breath on my neck and he whispered, again barely audible, “Not tonight, you’re not ready, but soon, baby, soon.” He fed me another double hit of poppers and positioned his cockhead at the walls of my cunt and pushed completely in to his balls. The feeling of his long cock buried deep inside me was spiritual. He started to fuck me and I fucked right along with him. He picked up the pace and lifted his torso off my back to gain more leverage. I had to bunch up the sheets in each hand to give me traction to take such a hard pounding. I got the perfect grip allowing me to fuck him back with the same force he was using on me. There was lots of heavy breathing, grunting and groaning between the two of us; the kind of sounds that can only be made with a hard serious fucking. He would stop to give me poppers and to spit on his cock but then fucking would resume full force. By this time his cock and my ass was dripping with ass juices mixed with cock snot; gooey and slimy. I love nasty fucking like this. The sounds bring out the animal in me. He started piston fucking me by pulling his cock all the way out and without needing to touch it, slammed it back in to the balls. Rich suddenly pulled out, jumped off the bed and came around grabbed me by the hair and forced his cock down my throat. It was so warm from the friction and wet and greasy. It slid, once again, past my esophagus and traveled to the end of my throat with absolutely no resistance. He fucked my throat for about ten strokes while I opened my throat to take whatever he was prepared to give me. He fed me more poppers and jumped back around and slammed his cock into my ass. I could feel a film of sweat between us and Rich’s breathing increased. He slowed for a second and I could hear the click of his camera snapping pictures. His cock and my hole created a magnetic field that kept attracting and repelling cock and ass over and over again. Rich continued his relentless assault stopping or slowing every few minutes to prolong his orgasm. I could feel his cock pulse each time he edged. Sweat was now dripping onto my back profusely and I could tell the sheets beneath me were getting wet, too. He pulled out and turned me over, lifted my legs, grabbed both my arms and restrained me by locking both my wrists above my head. Then shoved his cock back where it belonged; in my hot, fucked, wet hungry cunt. “Dude, fuck me, please keep fucking me,” I heard coming from somewhere deep inside me. I was moaning and being unconcerned with my own masculinity at the moment, began to beg, “I love your fucking cock, fuck me, man.” I could feel his breathing getting faster as he leaned down and kissed me. I moaned and made out with him. Rich lifted his head and started punch fucking me with his cock; faster and harder. I swear we were banging bone against bone, his pelvic bone against my tail bone. Still blindfolded and soaked with sweat, I began having an almost out of body experience. Without touching my cock, I felt my balls tighten, my asshole constrict and felt a tingling sensation travel from the center of my balls and up through my cock. “Oh fuck! I’m fucking shooting!” I shot load after load onto my stomach and chest merging it with the sweat we had created between us. Rich pulled out, froze and grunted in a deep lustful rasp that came from the core of his soul and rippled throughout his body. I felt the first splatter of liquid silk spray across my chest, face and hair. The second came immediately followed by the third. I realized that Rich was aiming his cock at me because by the fifth volley I was being covered in cum. I could actually hear each volley land on me. The smell of cum dominated the room. He collapsed onto the bed next to me to catch his breath. I was speechless not knowing what to say. I wanted to offer a shower, but needed to catch my breath first. I wanted to see if he needed water because this had been one of the most intense workouts I’ve ever had. The jism began to change from a gel to a liquid and ran down the sides of my face, chest and torso. Rich got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. I heard water running indicating he was cleaning up a bit. I should have offered a shower but somehow the words didn’t come. Without saying anything, he started getting dressed. A t-shirt was being pulled over his head. Jeans were being pulled up and zipped and a belt was clanking and then buckled. When he was finished, he knelt down and whispered into my ear, “That was hot. Let’s do this again.” And he walked out of the bedroom, down the hall, down the staircase and out the side door. He was gone. The house was silent. I remained on the bed bathing in the afterglow and sweat until I heard his car drive off. Only then did I take off my bandanna off and look at my body. I was completely glistening in cum. It was everywhere. I scooped cum from my hair, chest and stomach and grabbed my cock and jacked off with Riches load. Rich actually became one of my favorite fuck buddies. Every time we met it was the same; after work, me in a jockstrap, him in leather and me blindfolded. I finally got to see what he looked like on our second visit. He was exactly like I imaged small in stature with pale white skin and black hair. He was neither handsome nor ugly, yet I was very attracted to him. We remained constant fuck buddies for about 3 years. He was never able to fist me but we had fun trying. He stopped messaging me one day, removed his profile and disappeared. I never heard from him again. What I learned from Rich was how to be a gentleman and practice debauchery; they can coexist. I loved him as only a gay man could possibly understand.
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Hour by Hour 2--Fuck Party at Zane's
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Chicago—April, 2022 This picks up right where we left off in Part 1: …I stop fucking abruptly and pull out. He spins around and cleans my cock. He pulls off it, eyes shining and murmurs “Thank you, Sir” before he starts licking my balls… Two very young men arrive and begin making out on the couch as the Leather Blond slurps my cock clean. I ruffle his hair. Another daddy in a harness and red jock comes into the basement. “Use him hard,” I tell the guy and go up to the main floor. I refill my water bottle. Many more men have arrived. While stripped, they are still in social drinking mode. I go up one more flight and into the spare room. The bed is alive with two couples fucking. I stand and watch a bear getting long dicked by younger, trimmer shaggy haired guy. The other couple is a pair of rough around the edges twinks, dressed in high fashion jocks. The young man pulls out of the Bear. I lean down and clean his cock for him. He grins and says “You should fuck him.” I eat the hole the shaggy haired guy had just been railing. The Bear is very wet. Already. I pull the Bear to the edge of the bed so I can stand to fuck. I sink in easily. The Bear groans. The shaggy haired guy strokes, his eyes on my cock plowing the hairy hole. I work up to a faster rhythm. “Let me taste it.” I pull out of the Bear and Shaggy Hair cleans my cock. I slip it into the Bear again. SH moves to the floor. He squirms between my legs, his face in a place where he can lick my balls as I fuck. It’s hot—but cramped. But it is driving SH into full rut mode. He beats his bigger than average cock relentlessly as I fuck and he licks. I pull out and shove my dick into SH’s mouth. He cleans every inch of me before I push back into the Bear. “I’m gonna shoot,” moans Shaggy Hair. I pull out and step to the side. The young man bounces up off the floor and pile drives his cock into the ass of the Bear, just in time to explode. Shaggy Hair just keeps on cumming. The Bear groans. Shaggy Hair pulls out and lets me clean his cock once again. It a huge, young man’s load—and that’s just what is clinging to his cock. I save some in my mouth and spit it back on the Bear’s hole. “Fuck that into him.” It’s the harness guy I saw in the basement, now standing by the side of the bed. I grin and slap my cock on the wet hole. The Bear moans, happy to get a load so soon in the evening. I fuck it into him. Damn, his hole is awash with sperm. It is almost over lubed. It makes a wonderfully squishy noise as I fuck. Harness Guy has his dick out. I fuck for a couple of minutes before I ask if he wants a turn. “I love to fuck in load,” he says before sinking into the Bear. “Fuck, he’s full!” I nod. I don’t want to waste the cum on my cock. Another onlooker is happy to clean it for me. Harness Guy slaps the ass of the Bear and fucks him harder. I wonder if the ass full of cum is about to get more. Harness Guy, stops and pulls out—his dick frothy with another man’s jizz. The man who cleaned me gets to lick up a new dripping cock, as I clean up the frothy mess on the Bear’s hole before fucking him again. His hole is just as wet as before. Harness Guy and I trade off on the Bear onto he finally asks for a break to get off his knees. I clean up his hole a last time before letting him up… Hour Two Harness Guy and I go into the master bedroom together. I am surprised to see my rimseat in use. Last time, I was the only guy to take advantage of it. Two beefy bears are enjoying themselves, on and under it, passing a bottle of poppers back and forth. On the big bed there are three men, ass up. Only one is being used by a top I recognize from the party in August. Harness Guy and I fuck into the two available butts. The three of us fuck the offered asses. Our fuck strokes, after a minute or so, coordinate. Our balls are slapping into our respective butts at the same time. The tops look at each other. No one nods, but we all seem to just know that we want to change holes. I pull out of a bearish guy and slip into a much thinner man. Harness Guy is in the first person of color I’ve seen tonight. The first fucker goes there, and Harness Guy into my bear. We sigh, as contented as the men we are fucking. Harness Guy is now railing into the bearish guy at an incredible pace. The sound fills the room. We switch again. Each to a new partner. The chocolate colored man on my dick squirms in delight. “Fuck, you’re big,” he croons. All of us fuck contentedly. I feel hands on my nipples, reaching from behind. It’s Zane. He tweaks my nips and licks my ear. “Room for one more?” The kid I’m fucking nods, eager to share. Zane kneels on the bed and my guy squirms off my dick, spins around and guides it into Zane’s furry butt. He watches me fuck for a moment, and then begins to kiss Zane as I fuck him. The tops rotate again. And again. This time we are using Zane as third ass. The Black kid kisses or sucks one of the other men getting fucked. And just as fast as it formed, the group melts away—leaving Zane and I alone on the bed. “Lie down,” he tells me. I do. I hope I know what is coming. “Here you go…” Zane sucks my cock for a moment. Then he crawls over me, his furry chest rubbing mine. “I know you want it…” and he sits on my face. “Eat me out. There’s at least one load in there… The seal of his ass cheeks is tight. I can’t breathe—and I don’t want to, I just want the cum dripping out of his ass to never stop… At least one more installment to come… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Hour by Hour 2--Fuck Party at Zane's (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) May 6, 2022. -
I’m in search of a video from Xtube. I think it is called “Sir Jhon”. YES — that is the way it was spelled on the video. Very verbal breeding with ATM. Amateur porn. Anyone have it? Would you share? Thanks.
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Horny 26yr old athletic femboy looking to be breed in a 10 man + gangbang Can host though only on weekends. This Saturday into Sunday 26&27th June. Really into uncut fit guys, smooth with big dicks, being rimmed, fisted and taking loads Kik: caleb_sumer
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Drew Dixon has to be the most-envied bottom cumslut after the massive load March fucks into him - piss lovers get a treat too - not a plug for RFC whoops - just what I jerked off to last night - and probably again until I find a Nigel March dildo - #MaximusGirthMarch -
Looking for a guy, or a group of guys in the Palmerston North area to use me as their sex toy. I love anal and oral. I'm 100% clean and expect the same. I want guys to breed me and ruin me, I have a cum addiction and want to be filled by one or more guys, in both holes. I also love to suck a cock that's been in my ass.
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I've mentioned Rob a couple of times now. He really is a first rate pig. He is a versatile guy, but he really loves to receive ass play and we have progressed to fist play. He is getting better all the time and taking more of my hand, fist and forearm. He actually has 'assgasms' (as he calls them) and his entire hole clamps down when he cums, his ass gets juicier but his cock doesn't blow (although it does leak a lot of pre-cum while I play with his ass). He called last week and said he needed his ass stretched. And he thought I would be the perfect guy to help him out. As it turns out, he was right. We smoked a joint and got naked and did some docking of our uncut cocks standing right in the kitchen. We took a few turns dropping to our knees, and teasing and sucking the other guy. Once we were both hard and a little drippy, we headed upstairs. I had set out some toys and already had a leather/FF/piggy movie playing. I laid up against the headboard and beckoned him forward with a finger. He crawled between my legs and started nibbling on my foreskin and pulling it. He knows all the hot spots for me and he had me hard as a rock in minutes. He looked me in the eye as he slowly licked the head and the dripping hole. He loves to take some time sucking on my uncut cock. He is also uncut, and knows lots of tricks with his teeth, tongue and even 'docking' our uncut cocks together... taking turns stretching the foreskin over both our cock-heads. Very hot. I rolled him unto his back and dove between his legs. His cock was still dripping pre-cum and the foreskin had collected a lot of the thick syrup. I also really took the time to swallow and juice his cock up well. I leaned forward and swirled my tongue around that thick dark Italian foreskin. It tasted delicious and I made sure I had lapped it all up before starting to open my throat to swallow that thick dick. We both know that we can get piggy as hell and the other guy is open minded enough to enjoy pretty much anything. He put his hand in front of my mouth every now and then as I pull off from the base of his cock to the head from a deep dive - lots of slime on his cock and in my mouth. I dropped spit onto it, which he then rubbed against my hole and started fingering me up. First one in and out. More spit and a second finger. This continued until I was totally greased up with a combination of mostly spit, throat juices and some ass juices. I know I will only get spit and throat juices for lube and that ALSO turns my brain on. Everything we do will be based on spit and juices. I always clean out well when he comes to play. So does he. We both enjoy assplay and we never follow a script... so sometimes he gets fucked and bred, sometimes I get fucked an bred. But one thing is consistent.... we love to lick, rim, suck, finger the other guy's hole before a load is dumped. In his case, he totally loves getting fisted to the point that he cannot take it anymore and then wants to fuck me. Today, was no different. I had set out a selection of toys for us. I told him to leave my ass alone and turn around on his back. Ass facing me. He complied immediately and started his dirty talk. Telling me he wanted my thick Daddy fist in his hole. He said he wanted to feel my entire fist open his second hole. He was babbling on about how big my 'mitts' were and how much he enjoyed my patient probing of his juicy hole. I had pre-made some J-Lube and it was on the side table. So, I put it on the bed beside me and pushed his legs back against his chest. He has a naturally round, hairy hole and I dove in face first to started eating. I opened his ass lips with my tongue and he groaned. I felt him open his hole for my probing tongue and I could sense that his hole was already very relaxed. I licked it. I sucked on it. I probed it with my tongue. I fingered that hole and it just blossomed right up. "Have you already had something in this hole slut", I demanded? "Yessir. I was so horny this morning that I rode a dildo while jerking off and looking at porn. Until I saw you online sir. Now I am here and want you to open me up. Please sir!!". My toy plan went out the window quick, so instead, I slipped the J-Lube squeeze bottle into the opening of his hole. I looked at him. His eyes were desperate for me to understand he needed SOME type of activity on his hole. Immediately. I watched those eyes as I slowly started squeezing the warm lube into his hole and his guts. His eyes flickered when he felt the slick warmth. Then he smiled and sighed. "Oh ya Daddy... get me nice and juicy for your play pleasure" he beamed. I pulled the bottle out and started with one, then was able to quickly progress right up to four fingers within a couple of minutes. He was DEFINITELY stretched out today. I guess all that earlier toy play was going to make this a lot of fun. I passed him some poppers and told him to take two huffs, hold and release. Each side. He did as I suggested and tossed the closed bottle at me and flopped back with a big smile on his face. "Fawwwwwwk". I chuckled and talked slow and gentle and told him he was ready to take me entire fist already. And I told him to let go and loosen right up. As soon as he did, I slipped inside and just stopped dead. He started moaning and said "I'm not sure if I can do this. Oh fuck. I love it. Oh fuck, I don't know. Oh fuck, go slow...." That was what I was waiting to hear. It took about 5-6 seconds for him to convince himself to carry on. So, I moved very slow and talked to him. I described how slippery the walls of his ass was for me. He groaned. I told him I could feel his second hole opened up nicely and counted each of my 4 fingers as they touched around the ring. He moaned. I put those four fingers inside that second hole and gently stretched them outwards and his hips came right up off the bed. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. Oh fuck. Get ready to pull out of my ass". Suddenly, I could feel his ass hole start to clench, the lips tightened around my wrist, my fingers could feel the contractions INSIDE of him and he grasped my hand and said... "OMG. Please pull it out slowly but leave the fingers inside just a little bit". And in the next few seconds I watched his hole literally spasm around my fingers. We paused and I gave him some water and asked how he felt? His answer was to flip over on his knees, ass up in front of me. "I want more. I want you to go deeper. This feels incredible and I appreciate you taking the patience." I knew if I made this a good experience for him - it would result in lots of fun for me as well. I was happy to hear he was comfortable with the speed and depth. I added more warm J-Lube and within 3 seconds I had my fist rounded and gently rotating around his slick asshole. I dipped a few fingers in here and there to help keep things very slick. I took a lot of time with the entire fist. Telling him he almost had it all. Telling him he was getting a round fist instead of a tapered fist. Telling him to be a good boy and open his hole up and accept the pleasure. I passed the poppers back over to him and listened as he took a couple of hits. Followed by the contented sigh. This time, I slowly, but firmly popped my entire balled up fist into him at the proper angle. I had stretched this angle out a number of times and I knew he would be able to take it. And he took it. His hole swallowed me up. It felt like it sucked me inside his guts. I pulled out and let the air escape and pushed back into him. His ass and guts wrapped my fingers and wrist in a rich, warm, wet, slick sheath. I would pull out, right to the edge and give him a few gentle backward pulls, that resulted in his ass lips stretching wide. What a view. We played for a while and I decided to get him off again. I pulled my fist out and just put 3 fingers inside. I massaged his prostate and thrust my 3 fingers into his hole, across his prostate over and over again. He started a cross between and moan and a song that he was gonna cum again. I quickly turned him sideways and I hopped off the bed. He was trying to figure out what I was doing and I speared my dripping cock into his open hole. It was hot and wet and almost on fire. The surprise of me slamming my cock into him made him clench his hole around my dick and I pushed right into my balls and pushed against the inside of his guts. Slamming them. His voice was moaning higher and higher. I could feel his ass start to clench and I loaded him up with a roar. "I'm seeding your hole dude. I'm loading you up with hot cum. Right inside that nice area I just opened up with my fingers and fist. Now my cock is filling that nice area with cum. I had not cum in about 4 days, so he got quite a full load. He didn't miss a beat and demanded we switch places. His cock was still hard and it was still dripping pre-cum all over the place. He pushed the head of his wet cock against my pucker a few times to tease me and open me up a bit. Then he dropped to his knees and proceeded to eat my hole like a starving man eating a lobster. He was licking and sucking and probing with his tongue. Then some fingers and more spit and more tongue directly onto my hole. I relaxed my ass knowing this would be a fun fuck. Whenever I rub over his prostate during play, he blows massive loads. He was eating my ass and moaning. The humjob made me hole twitch. Once he gets to fucking, he will often pull out and feed me his cock. So I wasn't surprised when he grabbed my head and pulled it towards his throbbing hard dick. "Get it nice and juicy for your hole Daddy". I cleaned that thick foreskin again and swallowed his clear pre-cum. Gawd it tasted awesome. And then I swooped down on that thick dick and just opened my throat to the point he bottomed out. In one swallow. He gasped as I milked his dick with my throat. Then a few fast in/outs and shallow/deep. His cock was coated within a minute. "Turn around. Show me that ass. I need to unload a week's worth and you're gonna get it fucker" was what he muttered. He pushed in slow, but as one continuous stroke until he bottomed out inside me. I was tingling from the intrusion and he laughed and passed me the popper bottle. As I took a couple of deep hits, I could feel my hole relaxing. Apparently, so could he because he took that moment to pull out right to the edge and slam back in. I yelped once and took a couple of more hits and started to really get into his roughness. I was telling him to "Fuck my Daddy ass hard. You know I can take it dude. Open that hole up. Get it ready for your seed." He pulls his cock out of my hole and spins me a little bit and I lean forward and take that delicious cock into my mouth. I lick our juices from the foreskin again. This time there are more juices. At that point, his cock is covered in my throat slime, my ass juices and his dripping pre-cum. I can taste them all. They are all natural juices from both of us and I swallow some so I can feel the taste slide across my tongue. I quickly coat his cock up with more spit and throat juices and turn around. Ass up. He wastes no time and centers his cock on my pucker, waits a few seconds and rams it in again. The pain and shock quickly morph into pleasure as I feel his cock base and his balls rubbing my balls. He starts deep stroking me almost immediately. "My balls are aching right now, they are so full of cum. Because of your attention to my hole I have a huge load to dump. You're getting my load just like I got yours fucker". He was muttering and talking about breeding me deep and I could feel his rhythm shift a little and he said... "Oh fuck. Here comes my pre-cum". This guy's pre-cum shots are bigger than a lot of guys I have met over the years. I mean huge. And I love it!!! He shoots off a couple or three shots of pre-cum in my hole and then pulls out and feeds me his cock again. Now, it is truly and magnificently covered in many juices - including a large amount of pre-cum covering the entire length of his cock. I quickly licked it all up and deep throated him a couple of times to re-coat his dick. He grabbed me and said "Get that ass up. That was only the pre. I'm gonna load you up Daddy." He started smacking and slapping my ass while he took long, steady strokes deep into my hole. My hole was on fire. My ass cheeks were on fire and my dick was rock hard again. The whole ATM for me is about long-playtime. Neither of us are in a rush to cum. We both enjoy fucking and we both enjoy ATM during that fucking. But I knew he was getting very close and sure enough, a few minutes later he slapped my ass hard 2-3 times a side and leaned forward and gently bit my right shoulder while unloading. He kept telling me how juicy and warm my hole was for his cock. I was telling him I could feel how slick my hole and his cock felt now... what a load. We laid forward for a couple of minutes to catch our breath. He licked my ear and said.... "Holy fuck that was fun. I thought I was going to blow the top of my cock off when I came." He pulled his cock out of my ass and started to chuckle. I turned around and look and I could believe how much cum was covering his cock. I quickly leaned forward and licked him clean. Then his balls. He smiled and pushed me onto my back and started licking my hole. "Push it out. Give me some of our cum and juice to taste" he kept saying. He also gently fingered my hole as I pushed. "That's it. There it is. Oh ya, fucker. Push it out." He leaned forward and I felt his tongue swipe across my hole a few times. Then he opened my legs a little more, pulled my ass to the edge of the bed and proceeded to eat all of his own cum from my dripping hole. He saved some for me and stood up and slid his tongue into my open mouth. We tongue danced a little and swapped the cum back and forth until we both naturally took about 50% of the juice and swallowed. Spring has been pretty shitty in April this year. This has been the highlight of the month. Cheers to all
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The following is how my friend became the prison bitch and is reposted here with his permission. I really am an Ex-con. I spent a very long time in prison. It's been over a decade since I was there though. Most of my sex mental images were formed out of that time. Feel free to ask me questions.... but I'll be honest in my replies. I love adventures. Near public sex. The great outdoors. Sexy soft asses. Giggly girls. Tough bitches. Freaks of all kinds. It doesn't have to be sex, I just like experience. Let's talk. I have been in and out jails, and prison until my last release in 2001. I was 18 when I went to prison the first time. I am not sure what led me down that road... it was a different time, and the world was very different. I never really fit in. I never really found a way to fit in either. The struggles led to a lot of bad decisions. Confused thinking... probably a familiar story now. I was young, very slim, hairless, feminine when I was sent to prison. It was the 80s big hair, rock n roll, drugs, and sex. I was far from helpless. lol, I was in fact, a very violent person even then. However, the prison was a world full of tough guys. It was a world that I would eventually learn to survive in. I was moved from Quarantine to a Prison Psych Hospital within 60 days of my arrival. For further observation and testing. My mind was a mess...it was scary as the decisions I made at this time would follow me everywhere in prison. There really are no secrets in prison, and everyone is some type of predator looking for weakness. Even the inmates at the hospital knew that I had arrived at the prison dressed like a girl. I received countless kites (notes) from inmates from day one. The short version, some promised protection in lieu of sexual favors, others offered money for the same, and some promised violent rape. Everyone waited to see how I would respond. Deep in my heart, I knew, and I knew before I was sent here that I would not survive my entire sentence without someone fucking me. The only real question was did I decide or would someone else decide for me.... who would be in control. It was a lot to think about. I was not interested in being raped... some died from it and the beatings associated with rape were brutal. Further, if I was raped I did not want the rapist to have the power of seeing me weak, screaming or crying... I had to take that power away from him... silently I knew that I would have to be "broke in" I began to evaluate guys trying to figure out who would be discreet and gentle. Shortly after I had decided this course, I was moved to a five-man dorm setting but there was only three of us there. Terry a black guy much older then myself was already my friend and in the dorm, the other guy was heavily medicated. I decided that I would ask my friend to break me in... I had no idea if he would, he never led me to think this way, it was a risk... I wrote a note. That stupid note changed everything. I was no longer a friend... I was a prize. Negotiations between us followed. In the end, we struck a deal... he would be very gentle with me and break me in, and discreet but I would shave like a girl, dress up for him, he would break me in then I'd submit to him the rest of the night. I had to write a note declaring that this was not rape and I asked him to do it. Sign it. I knew that everything was changing... It was like watching my life from outside myself. I could not believe that I was in this position. I was sinking into depression as I stared down at my life unfolding. I was nervous, and he was very eager. He watched with lusting eyes as I prepared myself that evening. Shaving, showering, douche, makeup and finally just panties and a t-shirt. I laid there in my bed thinking as we waited... waited for lights out... waited for our roommate's drugs to kick in and he'd be asleep... waited for the guard to make his round. I was a man of my word, and as the guard passed, I got out of my bed... placed a blanket on the floor between the beds out of sight... Terry was already touching himself... I couldn't help myself I had cut my eyes and seen him. It was dark (lights out) but there was a slim beam of light from the small window in the steel door that allowed me to see non-detailed shapes across the room. I was very nervous... I knew that there was no turning back and everything could change. I was torn... I wanted to back out before it happened and part of me just wanted to be done with it. " No, I had to back out" I turned to say something and was caught off guard as Terry was standing next to me already. Before I could tell him that I had changed my mind he had wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tightly against him pressing his lips to mine... My small frame seemed to melt in his embrace... I was not expecting that! He was treating me like he would a girl... his hands gripped my butt tightly and pulled me against him. I could feel his excitement against my belly through my shirt. At that moment my mind said that I was a girl... I felt like a girl. he was a foot taller then I was.... stronger. My slim 5 ft 5 frame at 119 lbs was overcome with a sense of femininity as it melted against him. He broke from my lips and without a word I knew that it was time. He was already lowering his pants as I turned away and pulled my panties down, slowly got on the floor before him... Laid down on the carefully spread blanket face down.... I placed a pillow under my midsection to raise naked butt in the air slightly offering myself to him as he stood over me. One last look back at him towering there naked... now I was scared again he was much larger then I was. I was sure that this was going to hurt. As he gently kicked my feet apart spreading my legs and lowered himself down onto my back... my mind screamed " You're a damn fool. No one asked to be turned out. Now you're going to spend your life as fuck boy" My self-critical thoughts were interrupted by his weight on me. I felt the coarse hair of his legs against my smooth shaved legs.... closing my eyes I felt everything as if in slow motion.... the hard dick pressed against my ass pulsating, all of his weight crushing me covering me.... the hair on his chest against my back even though the shirts thin material.... I seemed so small beneath him. His hand brushing the long hair from my neck and his lips ... the hot breath on my shoulder as he kissed my neck and shoulder before whispering in my ear, " are you ready?" No need to answer that and he didn't wait for me to respond. His weight lifted and his hands trailed down my back as he knelt between my spread legs. his strong hands pushed the bottom of my shirt up over my naked butt to my waist, as if it was a skirt. they gripped my cheeks and pushed them apart exposing my near virgin hole to his lustful gaze. I just lay there as he poured Baby Oil down the crack of my ass, his hand working in being sure that I was "wet" He lubed his rock hard with desire dick, as I reached back like a wanton whore grasping it pulling it toward me. He lowered himself back down on my back and I guided him home. Its tip pressed against me... suddenly he was in me. I gasped at the suddenness of it. I held my breath to keep from crying out. As I struggled to take it in and adjust to its size. I wanted to scream... to stop... OMG, what had I gotten myself into... My entire body was tense even my toes were curled up and my hands gripped the blanket... he pressed forward, and I realized that he barely in me. Tears welled in my eyes as he slowly pushed his way in... all the way in. He whispered, "relax" I tried but it was still several minutes before I adjusted to his size and the overwhelming pain began to ease allowing to breath. He must have sensed that, as he began to pull out... then back in. My mind raced with thoughts now that I could breathe. I was seeing it as if I was floating above us... my small feminine form beneath him, legs spread... him pumping away and holding me... I felt him sliding in and out of me. Felt his desire and needs for release... muscles tensing... pelvic thrusting against my ass... hot breath on my neck... sweat dripping on me from his labors... I rolled my ankles out opening myself wider for him inviting him deeper. There was no turning back now... I was a bitch. He was pounding away grinding ... there was no more pain. His breathing was labored, and I could feel his dick starting to pulsate... I knew that he was getting ready to cum... totally shocking myself, I blurted out, " cum in me" and he did. then collapsed on my back exhausted from turning me into a bitch. When he had composed himself, he pulled out of me... I suddenly felt empty, his spent juice oozing out slightly in the cool evening air. As I stood I could feel it dripping running down my inner thigh and walked over to toilet area to wipe. When I turned around I saw him staring at me... It was almost time for the guard to make another round, and I pulled my panties back on. It was done... I had been broke in and it wasn't so bad... I returned to my bed where I laid thinking. I laid there knowing that I had changed everything... I was cursing myself out for being weak. Judging myself harshly. Hating that I was willing. telling myself over and over how stupid I was... but excited by the idea of a life here in prison as a girl. I couldn't handle being seen as a bitch... I had liked it and it was too late now anyway, I had dressed like a girl and basically begged a grown man to cum in my ass... My self-judgment was interrupted by the guard's flashlight in the window checking on us... As the guard passed, I got up and went to the sink to better clean up, turned the water on and wet the wash clothes before pulling my panties down to clean up. As I wondered if Terry was still awake, I was startled by his hands around my waist. I felt his hard cock slide between my cheeks across my tenderness... he was clearly awake.... he bent me over the sink right there ready to collect his end of the bargain... "... I'd submit to him the rest of the night" With my panties around my knees, he pushed my feet apart and I remained bent over the sink submitting to him as agreed. He easily entered me this time and wasted no time... it was his reward. Without a word he took what was his... it was all I could do to just brace myself as he pounded away at his treasure... I truly didn't feel like a guy... I felt like a bitch... he was pounding my pussy for what seemed like an eternity before a deep thrust... he was quivering as I felt the now familiar pulse of him cumming followed by the wetness of my hole... his hands grasped my naked ass cheeks... pulling them apart so he could view himself buried spent deep inside me. I can only imagine what it may have looked like... he seemed happy to be there... I felt him pull out.... the spent juice again dripping down my thighs...I tried to wipe but it was just kept oozing out. I was full of cum and my pussy was not tightening back up as before... I stepped out of my panties and went over to the toilet to try and push his cum out of me. He followed me ... my mind screamed, " Damm you're not done" As I sat down, he walked right up to me...his softening dick glistened in the window light... he smelt of sex. Heavy musky scent combined with baby oil. I felt so submissive... so feminine. He pushed his midsection toward me until the tip of his dick touched my lips... I hadn't thought about this occurring. I just assumed fucking me was the thing... his hands caressed my long hair as I parted my lips slightly and he pushed himself past them into my mouth. the smell was repulsive... I wanted to pull away. He must have sensed it as he gripped my head tighter... almost like I knew what to do my hands went to his thighs and I began to relax... my nose against his belly my tongue caressed the bottom of his dick. It jumped into my mouth and began to harden. I started to apply sucking and his grip lessened on my head. I looked up into the darkness as if seeking his approval. I began to instinctive do what was being asked of me. my hand grasped his member, my tongue feverishly licked and caressed it as my lips held it firmly sliding up and down its shaft... eagerly sucking it back to life...my eyes searching begging for a sign that I was being a good girl seeking his approval. It didn't take long for him to be rock hard in my warm loving mouth, then throbbing, jumping and pulsating as he exploded. it tasted salty and thick and smelt heavy... tears ran down my cheeks as I choked gagged but swallowed his spent cum... I had never knelt before a man, much less had a dick in my mouth... What a pathetic man I had chose to be... even now I imagine the scene... 18 yr old kid, 119 lbs, 5 5 slim feminine long hair, white shirt smooth soft legs escaping beneath it. seated on a toilet, cum dripping from his ass, mid thirties hairy black man, standing before him, hard dick shoved in the tear streaked face... cum dribbling across the red lips... it was not a vision that I would see for long as he was not done... lifting me up from my submissive position I turned away... tired but willing i spread my legs wide and bent over the toilet so he could take me again... he did. That is how my first time in prison went. That one night changed my life forever. It did not take long for those events to be known... I could not hide the fact that my legs were shaved and with group showers it was quickly noticed. Within a matter of days, even outside of the hospital, in the general population of Riverside correctional facility everyone was talking about the "fine ass sissy" in the psych ward... me. If you like this and want more friend me or follow me... ask me anything. Please try to understand, that most my pictures are from a time gone by now... I am old now and the those days are gone for me.... however I do enjoy relieving the memories here with you all... Thank you.
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FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Northern Indiana—June, 2021 At the very end of June, I was due to start my second contract of the summer. On my way there, I made a point to overnight near the bookstore in Indiana where I have had the most fun. I had not been there for over a year with the lockdown. The set-up had not changed at all in the booths with the (low) gloryholes. Across the lobby, the big screen television room had removed most of the seating. Now two benches were there—on opposite sides of the room. I started there… I leave my mask on and stroke to the porn. I am surprised by movement to my left. Behind the bench there is low wall—and someone is there, though I couldn’t see them as I entered. A young man comes around and sits on the opposite bench. He is masked, seems to be in his 30’s, with a slim build. And a rampant cock. He jerks away—to me as much as the porn. A man comes in, likely late 40’s. He’s also masked and makes a beeline to the younger man. The new guy reaches for his belt and quickly unbuckles. His walking shorts fall around his ankles. He is going commando. He turns toward the kid and presents his ass. The young man is not about to fuck so he turns to reach for the young guy. The stroker won’t even let him touch his obviously wet dick. It’s my cue. I walk over and slap my dick on the guy’s ass. He turns to me. I may be older, but I’m bigger. The half-naked guy quickly re-focuses. He raises his mask a fraction, leans over and sucks me. With more enthusiasm than skill. I reach over his back and feel his butt. He loves this and groans around my dick in his throat. The young stroker is jerking faster and faster. The bent over man swivels again and presents me with his ass. I grease up and enter him. I slide home in one stroke. He has either prelubed or has a load. I fuck him slowly, with deep strokes. The Jerker loves this. Someone else comes in—mid 40’s and showing a well defined chest under his tight tee. He watches and takes out his dick. He removes his mask altogether, sure that the young stroker will be his. He is just as good looking—so it’s possible. I pick up the fuck rhythm. The unmasked one leans in to suck the jerker’s dick. My man explodes on the floor—his load fucked out of him. The Jerker, as if on cue, blasts out his load—all over the handsome one’s face. It drips off his nose and chin onto the dirty tile. The young man gives the guy one woefully inadequate tissue to clean himself up. My bottom leaves. The Jerker leaves. I am left with the handsome guy. I give him two napkins from my pocket so he can wipe actually get the load off his face. He does—and puts his mask on. I go back to my bench. He takes the Jerker’s place. Some minutes pass before he pulls out his dick. We stroke. Eventually he stands and comes over, his fat seven incher swinging. I raise my mask and go to my knees. I take him in my mouth—and he gives me a load rather quickly. He is just pulling his shorts up as another man enters. The new guy comes right over and unbuttons his Levis. He must have stunning in his prime. His hair is dark—but it is now dyed jet black. He has great cheek bones, but his facial skin has been over baked in the sun. He is still quite trim. His cock is semi hard—and never gets harder. Though I work skillfully on it. “That’s great,” he tells me, referring to my busy tongue. “Did that guy give you a load? I got one for you, too. You better be ready; it’s gonna be huge…” He goes on and on—obviously turning himself on—though not erecting. Then, with a shallow intake of air: “I’m so damn close. Fuck! Here it is—take it all.” I get one or two tiny drops on my tongue from his semi-hard. “Damn, I’m glad you could swallow all that,” he says as he puts his cock away and leaves. * I have make a tour of the arcade. It’s busy. But I am just too damn tall for the gloryholes. I go back to the television room. I watch. Alone. The curtains rustle. In walks a familiar face. I think—with the damned mask. He comes right over and calls me by name. I struggle for his, but I remember his sizable cock, his gorgeous ebony skin and his skill with my dick. He almost always tops the men he meets, but when we met, years ago, he wanted me inside his ass. He wouldn’t do it in a bookstore—so he drove to Michigan, and in the old playroom rode the sling until he climaxed with me inside him. There must be a post about him…somewhere. We catch up with each other…then… “I think I have someone for that…” he gestures at my still hard cock. “Let me text him.” He whips out his phone and types. An answer comes back in seconds. “He’s almost here. I want to watch you fuck him.” He leaves to cruise the booths. In moments he comes back and collects me. A short, white guy with a shaved head is waiting by one of the booths with no glory hole. He is anywhere from 35 to 45, decently built. In moments, he shows his best feature as the shorts come off, revealing a smooth white butt with just wisps of hair down the crack. The two of us take out our cocks. The bottom swivels around and goes to his knees. It’s tight but we can stand on either side of him so he can take one, then the other in his mouth. “Yesssss...” he croons as he goes back and forth. “Show him your ass,” says my bud. Obediently, he turns and kneels on the bench, his glorious butt high in the air. I kneel on the floor and start rimming him. My friend jerks to the scene. From the moment my tongue goes in, his pucker flowers open. This boy knows just what he wants. He groans loudly—and then more softly as he hears footsteps in the arcade. “Fuck his hole.” I stand up. My cock slaps his ass. I line up—and before I can push in, the bottom impales himself on me. I slap his ass and take over the drilling. His hole is really wet. He continually milks my shaft on ever stroke. It’s a hot fuck. And I give him a ball-slapping ride. “Take a turn,” I tell my friend. We can just squeeze by each other. He slides in—I love watching him use this guy. But he doesn’t do him for long. He pulls out and we change places again. My cock goes in. Deep. “Breed me, Daddy,” he grunts out. “I want your cum.” I surprise myself by feeling my balls tighten up. “I want you as my first load today. Cum in me.” I increase my pace. And I’m there. I hold onto his hips and fill his ass. My thrusts slow—and I begin churning my own cum—making it froth around his puffy red ass lips. I pull out—and can just manage not to squirm as he somehow turns in the tight space and begins to clean my cock… To see the original post (and 1000 more): [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/09/texting-for-ass.html -
Three Scenes From an Orgy
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—June, 2021 It was time for the monthly sex group that meets to the north of me. I took the chains to do the double-decker slings again, my fuck bench and the rim seat. (Leather men never travel light…) I got to the house about 30 minutes early and helped the host with the final set up. He had been averaging 10 to 12 people a month after he started the group up again this spring. This time, 17 to 20 men arrived, stripped and began to have sex on both floors of the house. Here are three highlights of my night… He is on all fours on a flat padded bench. It is in the corner near the double-decker sling. Lots of action is happening on the bed in the other room—a massive oral dog pile of naked flesh. This guy is, well, young for this group—a group that skews 35 to 65. He is maybe 25. He wears a designer jock, really more backless underwear, which perfectly frames a generous bubble butt. He’s cute, with a smooth, lithe body. His legs are very hairy like so many young men. He keeps his head down from either shyness or submission. I watch him as I fuck a friend in the sling. From the moment he bends over he has dick up his ass. Every man who walks into the room gives his ass a try. Some fuck him for quite awhile. Others do a few strokes and go on. One man, slightly heavier and around 30, stays with him—feeding him his cock so he always has two dicks in him at once. A versatile pig who I know from here is the fifth man up him—in the first 15 minutes of the party. He sticks his seven inches up him, pulls it out and drops to his knees to rim the much fucked hole. I can see the pig is loving the taste of this guy’s ass. He has gone from a lazy jerk as he rims, to giving himself a blistering hand job as his tongue roots around in the fucked hole. The Pig comes up for air and sees me grinning at him. “Get over here,” he tells me. I excuse myself from the guy I was fucking and join them. “Taste this hole,” the Pig commands. I squeeze by the Pig and kneel next to him. I stick my face in the boy’s ass. It is indeed a treat. I wonder if he arrived with loads—certainly none of the men here have dropped any this fast. I stand up and fuck a few strokes into the kid. Then I pull out and let the Pig licks me clean. I still can’t tell. The Pig asks to fuck him again. We switch positions. The Pig fucks the kid—and lets me clean his cock after a dozen strokes. “You have loads in you?” the Pig asks point blank. The kid shakes his head, slightly embarrassed. “It’s just me,” he tells us. I watch the Pig fuck him. Harder. I stand up. “Lick him clean,” I tell the kid when the Pig pulls out again. The larger guy gives way at the kid’s head and strokes—watching us use the kid. I spit on the kid’s hole—and now really plow him. The kid has a long dick in both holes. The force of my fucking is impaling his throat on the Pig’s cock. He chokes occasionally, but is able to continue. I pull out with a loud slap on his gorgeous ass. I bring my pre-cumming cock up to him and to the Pig, who goes to his knees, to enjoy… * He’s a newbie—and is drop dead gorgeous. I first see him on the bed, on all fours, with his sculpted ass in the air. I am fucking another regular, a gymnast type, with a glorious ass of his own. I watch the gorgeous one give his hole to two different men as I continue to plow into the gymnast. The gymnast finally asks for a break. At almost the same moment, the second guy swats the hot guy on the ass and pulls out. I am right there, my tongue reaming into his fucked hole. He doesn't even turn to see who is using him now. But he sure does when my cock begins to slide into his wet chute. "Fuck, that's big. Give me all of it." I do. To the hilt. I fuck him a long time. Then I flip him and fuck him on his back so I can look at his face. He is likely in his early 40's and old style Hollywood handsome--chiseled features, a cleft in his chin, hot stubble on that granite jaw. His hair is dark and rather long. His body is gym built. We move to the sling. Some guy makes use of his mouth as I fuck. Off to the side, I see the kid in the corner take a load--the first of many that night. I also fuck the gorgeous one on the fuck bench. Here we are joined by the top who loves to have me open a guy's hole for his thicker dick. We do just that--rotating around the bench so both our dicks are always in him. We take a break. "You need to let me eat your ass on the rimseat." "Sure." He sounds pleased. Then: "Are you the guy who likes to felch?" I nod. "Let me see if I can get a load for you." He goes upstairs. I get my cock sucked for a bit and then start up. I meet Hollywood Handsome on the stairs. He grabs my arm, nods and leads me up to the rimseat. I get under and he sits. That glorious hole flowers open and seed begins to drip out. Someone begins to ride my dick as I lick out the swollen ass lips above me. Mr. Hollywood groans and flexes his ass, making the drip become a trickle. I lick and swallow. The guy riding me is now really pounding himself down on me. Mr. H stands up. He is suddenly being fucked by the big top who shared him with me downstairs. "Let me churn that load for you," the top grunts. I watch the fuck, framed by the seat above me. The top pulls out and a large glop of semen falls on my nose and mustache. Mr. H sits down...and the cum in his ass pores down my throat... * It is done. Everyone who wants to has gotten off. I have played with most of the men in attendance in one way or another. Now it is only the host and me left. "I have at least 7 loads in me. Come on." We go to the rimseat. I can certainly tell he's been bred, but I think most of the loads have been churned out of him by others. I tap his thighs to have him stand. "I need to fuck," I growl. My host kneels on an overstuffed chair, jutting his slender ass towards me. I lick it in this position a little more. My cock reminds me what needs to happen, by spitting out a dollop of precum. I rub it over the head as I stand up. Even after all the men tonight, he is a tight hole. But I am in and fucking. Hard. "Fuck me harder," he chides. "Make me feel it tomorrow." I build the tempo. My hand finds the back of his neck and squeezes, something I know he loves. My thrusts slam into him as my hand tightens... And that is just enough. I am over the edge. I fill his ass with all the cum that has been building for the last 4 hours.... The original post can be found hear--with a 1000 more: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/09/three-scenes-from-orgy.html -
I was bored, so I drove out to the local cruising ground and took a walk... Within 5 minutes I noticed somebody, so I walked down a dead-end path into some shrubbery and waited for a bit. When he approached I pulled down my shorts, showing my ass so he would have no doubt what I was after. He came over, and I immediately reached for his cock. Nice one... Already firm, but... Yeah, I got down on my knees and pulled his shorts down and began sucking. He was hard in SECONDS! VERY HARD! And not small, to say the least... But he didn't want me to suck him; he grabbed hold of my head and began fucking my mouth rather hard and deep. With a bit of a warm-up I can be a half-decent deep-throater, but when it comes like that with no warning? Rough! I did my best, but eventually I gave up, got up and turned my ass towards him. That's when he said that really, REALLY annoying phrase: "Do you have a condom?"... I mean, with cruising you never know what you're gonna get, so yeah, I had a condom. So he put that on and BAM rammed inside me! Ouch... That hurt... A lot... I mean, he wasn't small!!! He nearly knocked me over, so I had to take two steps forwards so I could lean against a tree - but he just kept hammering away at my hole. No mercy. And then he began telling me what a slut I was; how I was basically a whore for free for taking his cock up the ass. And... Which pleased me most... How my ass was so much nicer than his girlfriend's! Honestly, that turned me on SO MUCH! And yes it hurt a lot at first, but I knew it would; I hadn't been fucked for a while, and when I'm out of practice it always hurts at first, even with a smaller cock. And he was - I know I've already mentioned it - NOT small! But after a few minutes I had adjusted, and it felt great to have this guy just hammering away inside me. I could feel he was building up to cumming, and I felt a little sad that it would be in a condom - but perhaps I could pick up the condom afterwards and shove his load up my ass myself? But then he pulled out, whipped off the condom and told me to suck him again! And I did. I sucked as best I could whilst he was holding my head and ramming his cock into my mouth until he came! Did I swallow? Of course I did! That sperm was going inside me, and if it couldn't be in my ass then my gullet is the second-best place... "Fucking slut!" were his last words to me as he pulled up his shorts and left. I'm okay with that; it seems an apt description.
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It was one of those days at work when it seemed like half the office was out with some kind of bug. But I had an itch. I wanted to fuck. So I got online and within a few minutes, a guy and I chatted. I liked his rapid-fire response. He was horny like me and obviously wanted to get it on. He was 41 with a solid bod, or so the pics appeared. He was about 170 and 5 feet, 6 inches tall with light brown hair and a nice goatee. He had some hair pretty much all over, but he was not a bear or even what I'd consider moderately hairy. He worked outdoors, so it was still tan, even here in the dead of a gloomy winter. In the last few moments of directions, he asked me how I wanted to be met at the door. "Naked," I responded. "No prob." Now, I've asked this of others and found, for the most part, people put something on, even if it's just a towel. But when the door swag open wide at his handsome home, I was pleased to see a naked and tattooed man. I pulled him close, kissing him deeply, and automatically cupping one of his ass cheeks. We were upstairs quickly and he was on his knees sucking my cock immediately. I removed much of my clothing leaving my cock sliding into his warm mouth. Letting him fully taste my now leaking cock. I grabbed his chin and bent over, my cock leaving his lips with a pop, until we were kissing deeply again. I finished removing what was left of my clothes in that kiss. I broke away and he looked up at me. Despite this butch man's appearance, it was obvious he craved to be dominated. And I was not going to disappoint. So I pushed him onto his hands and knees to get a closer look at his ass. I spread his cheeks and, with only a moment's pause, dived in tongue-first, jabbing at his pucker. Of course, I slobbered plenty. I love fucking with only spit as lube. Some call it prison lube. Whatever you want to call it, there's something natural about fucking with only spit and ass juice. Adding cum for good measure doesn't hurt either. "Oh fuck yea!" he grunted. "Taste my fuck hole." I dug in deeper, plunging my tongue in for a taste of that sweet, sweet hole. "You gotta taste it too," I came up for air and pulled him up and around, kissing him so he could lick the flavor of his ass off my tongue. And he moaned as he voraciously kissed. I leaned back and guided his head toward my cock. He went down like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet. He came up for air just a moment. "GODDAMN! I love precum!" He screamed. Then he went back to eating my cock, which I am sure was leaking plenty for him. I pushed him off after a while and hiked him up onto a low chair, pushing his legs high. I went down to that hole for just a moment before coming up on my knees. For the first time, I reached around to the pocket of my jeans and pulled out a brown bottle of poppers. I took a deep snort after opening it and handed it to him. He snorted deeply too and handed me the bottle back. I put the top on. Then I shoved my cock into his hole. I didn't ask if he wanted it raw or not. Didn't really give a shit. I was going to fuck him. There wasn't a protest. Just a loud grunt followed by a deep growl. Someone liked a cock in their ass. So I went to town, fucking the shit out of him, letting him know who was in control. I grabbed the arms of the chair and as I thrusted into him, I pulled on those arms so his ass was coming toward me as my cock was going it. He loved it. After about 10 minutes of non-stop fucking, I pulled out and backed away. His eyes popped open and gazed down at my red, rockhard cock. "Is that precum?" he finally asked, pointing at the bead of pearl on the tip of my cock. "Looks like it." There was a pause, but I knew what he wanted to ask. I didn't give him the chance. I stood up and pulled his face toward my cock. His mouth opened with anticipation, but I held it just an inch or two away. "You want that precum?" I asked. "Yes Sir," he said. "You want to taste your own ass juice?" I asked. "Yes Sir," he said, with no hesistation. "Ask me then," I said. He looked up at me, swallowed hard and then said, "Please, Sir, might I suck your cock? I would like to taste my ass juice and your precum on it." I looked as if I was contemplating, but then pulled his face to my cock and let him slurp it up. He was digging it. "Do your ass juice taste good, boy?" I asked. "Yes Sir," he said, coming off my cock only long enough to answer. I pulled him off and then turned him around to fuck him doggie style. I opened up his ass, seeing a lot of juice already leaking out of it. I scooped a little up. "Open your mouth," I said. He looked around and did so. As I pushed my wet left hand in front of his face and he started licking, I pushed my cock past the barrier again. I continued an assault on his ass, pulling out only to feed my cock to him. Letting him get a good taste of his ass and my precum. The combination of constant fucking, occasionally sucking and plenty of poppers had us ripe with sweat. I finally too him to his bedroom, pushing him flat and face down so I could really fuck him at will. I plunged my cock into his hole. Bare. Raw. By now, sweat was all we needed for lube. He was grunting with each thrust, pushing his ass up to meet my seven-and-a-half-inch cock. "Please, Sir," he said. "What?" I asked, still pushing my cock into his hole. "Would you please shoot your load?" he asked. "It's going deep inside your ass," I said with no emotion. He just moaned. A few minutes later, I was breathing hard. Almost there. Almost. And then I did it, pushing my cock as deep and as far inside as I could go. I let loose. My cock throbbed. "OH FUCK!" he screamed. "I CAN FEEL IT!" And my cum started shooting into his ass. "GAWD-FUCKING-DAMN! Feel that cum!" he screamed and grunted. After a few minutes of recovery, his ass massaging my still-hard cock, I pulled out and rolled over. "Thank you," he said, looking at me. "You're not done yet," I said. "Oh?" he looked. "Clean my cock off, boy," I said. He was only happy to oblige.
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This is a true story of my 3 days at MAL ( Mid Atlantic Leather Conference ) it's held in Washington DC. I will be here with my BF and some good friends to watch out for me or to pimp me out.. The event is a hotel take over and thousands attend as the 2 hotels across the street are also being used for MAL. Friday We arrive at the train station witch is 3 blocks away from the hotel so we walk over. At the hotel it's always WOW with all the hot men around and so open about what they are there for. There is vending down stairs so after we get into our rooms we hook up with some friends and head down to the vendors as I need to get some leather for my brother who can't attend as they have become strict now , as I attended when after I turned 19 now you have to be 21 so my brother has a 4 year wait. I'm getting my brother a leather harness and some ass less chaps as after he saw mine he wanted them. We are both the same size and they will have to be fitted as we are both small frame and they have to be custom made for him. I can feel eyes all over me as I'm in just a jock strap and my leather harness and some are bumping me a lot and getting a feel. Walking around 2 guys ask me if I Top and give me their room numbers and the time his door will be open, they look hot and why not. I tell me BF and he is going with me so they will be happy , what I did not tell them that I have P.A. We get to the first one and I say does he mine is my BF joins in he say YES and we show him we both have P.A. and the look on his face was priceless. I guess we were the first ones to fuck as his hole was dry so my BF just spit and went for it. We are both 8 inches but I'm thicker and wile my BF is fucking I'm behind my BF kissing his neck and squeezing his nipples , he drops a really nice load and it's my turn and now it's a nice cummy hole.What I really like about MAL 99% come here with a clean hole as I power fuck this bottom who is a real slut as we look around and 3 more guys are here. After we leave and head to the second and we get a nice surprise and see the one who gave us the room number is here but he wants to do this boy who is 21 and with a really nice Twink body, we go right to work and you want to talk about fresh meet this is it. He is so fresh and innocent as we attack him like wolves and see he has been PNP for wile. We both drop loads an hour ago and we blow another load into this boy. We found out later he took a total of 10 loads that night. When you see a door open it's an invite to come in and see what is going on as it was not on our plan we go in and see this older man with a hood on on his knees on the bed so my BF says lets give him a nice fuck. Someone has already given his a few loads as he has a few loads and he has a real man cunt that is so easy to fuck and louse. As me BF finishes he turns around still with the hood and suck cleans his dick off and does the same to me after I fuck him , before we left we took a magic marker and put our marks on him. We want to the lobby and hung out with some friends till 3am and then went back to our room. Saturday I want to go to the Puppy Mosh pit and it starts at 11:00 as I really need more sleep for later but I love to live out the puppy in me.I put my puppy hoof on and my puppy butt plug tail in , the pit is packed and with a nice crowd watching , my handler is my BF. In the pit we act just a puppy would sniffing chasing after a toy and just having a great time. It ends after 13:00 so we going walking around the vending area and see the Fort Troff area they have these large dongs that feel just like a real dick and they have fuck machine they will all fit on. At 17:00 I have a date with G and this is the high lite of the whole weekend for me as when I was 19, G was the first one to get his fist into me. G is now 70 but for fisting he is so hot as his hand is like magic and so takes his time to open you up. When I get to the room everything is all set up , the sling , his home made lube to relax my hole. The first thing we talk about how things are going and I tell him about my brother and he smiles and says maybe one day I can break his fisting cherry. He takes my arm as he is old school he uses a leather belt finds a nice vain and gives me a big slam , as I recover he puts me into the sling and starts to go to work. He is laughing as my hole is so open and relax after a wile he starts to punch fist me as I inhale the poppers he has. The lube G uses is so slick as he is going deeper that ever before. Soon he says take deep breath as the pressure in a bit much and then it's over and he tells me his elbow is all the way in as I look at the mirror. G is twisting his arm in me and it's shear pleasure and when G pulls out till his elbow is out and then back in and out a few times. When G pulls all the way out the lube is running out as I head to the bathroom and into the shower and G joins me as I get on my knees and give him a nice blow job and suck down every drop of cum out of his dick. He calls my BF and says that he is finished with me and to come and get me, G says you now have a party to go to across the street and for me to give me another slam and make it heavy.When my BF shows up all I have on is a jock strap and a slave chain collar with a lock. It's FUCKING COLD OUT SIDE as we cross the street and up the block and into the side door of the hotel, they have coat for me and into the elevator we go. The door opens and the shades are not drawn and you can see the Capital Building in the window , there are no lights on and the only lights in the room is from the T.V. . I do see 6 men tall men and as my BF leaves give him a call when they are finished with me. The first thing they do is rip off my jock strap and throw me on the bed , all I see is 6 BBC as one puts his face in my hole and says he is ready and the first one goes right in and yes he is hung but I'm glad I was just fisted and he is power fucking me as fast as he can as the others are feeding me their dicks in my mouth , rubbing my body and pinching my nipples. When he cums it's a WOW load so thick and creamy as the second one starts to fuck me as I clean off the dick that just gave me a really nice fuck. The other 4 fuck like champs and I'm really enjoying this as they also have slammed me a few times. The last one did something that I have never seen he had his dick and fucking mr for close to one hour , having my legs over my head spread wide and his dick pile driving me for so long as the cum from others is just coming out and flying all over. When he is finished I turn to work his dick over wile someone face is on my hole and soon he is fisting me with just using the cum as lube. They all are taking turns on my hole either fisting me or licking my hole. I spent 10 hours in the room and I have never been so used so much in my life. They called my BF and tell him to bring some clothes as they shove whats left of my jock strap in my mouth. When I get back to the hotel room and take a shower , when I get out my BF takes a look at my hole and says this hole has been wrecked as it's so swollen and ask if it is hurting , I say I'm so tired I don't care as I see the bed and crash.
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It totally turns me on to see a bottom suck a cock that comes straight out of his ass in porn movies, but do people really perform this for real? My bf tried to stick it in my mouth after fucking me, but I was nowhere near letting him do that. I mean, it's a shit hole! No matter how cleaned out... Funny though, when I watch porn, I don't cum until the top has finished and then wants his cock cleaned. Like the scene in Ride Hard with Lito Cruz....but in real life?
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I wanted to get the Excursion cleaned up because its a beautiful White/Beige truck with only 150,000 miles. The coin-op costs a fortune and I didn't feel like getting all wet trying to reach and spray everywhere. Not to mention, I wanted to reach and spray in another way. I barely have gas money, let alone cash for a hand wash. But my buddy Paul manages a place and he hooks me up when they are slow. I texted Paul and he said to drive over. The crew at the car wash all know what goes on, but they are cool and nobody says anything. My dick is already half hard when I unlock and climb in the truck. I fire it up, crank the AC and put on the music. Off goes the shirt. I love to drive bare chested. Unzip to relieve some pressure. Get it in gear and go. At the next stop sign, I pull my dick out through the fly so I can play with my foreskin. Feels good, and its good that its a short drive so that I don't spurt before I get there. At the last stop sign, I work my boner back into my shorts and zip. Painful. I pull the truck right into the bay and climb out, still shirtless because it is hot and there is no need for pretense. Paul brings one of the guys over and tells him what to do to the truck. Full wash, inside and out. Paul is like super good at this, so he points out everything little thing that needs done. Problem is that the shop is really cramped, and there is nowhere to fuck except they also rent U-Hauls. Paul tells the crew that he'll be back in 15 minutes, and to tell anybody that comes looking for a U-Haul that they have to wait for the manager to return. Meanwhile, the U-Haul is parked in the lot right next to Main Street. But its not like Main Street is Busy Street, and the truck has the enclosed back so there is plenty of privacy and room. We climb in and Paul pulls the door down except for the last couple of inches for some light and air. Nobody is coming by so its nothing to worry about. Its pretty dim light in the truck, but I already can tell you what Paul looks like. I think he's 25 or 26. He has this wavy blond hair with no style and amazing blue eyes hidden behind some dark frame glasses. He's a nerd, but he's a nice nerd that takes care of my truck. Paul is maybe an inch shorter and skinnier than me, so I have to say 5-10, 140. He could easily have at least a 4-pack if he tried, but he doesn't try. There's some blond hair around his nipples and a darker treasure trail. The dick is where we are almost identical twins. He is 6 uncut, but his is white meat and mine is dark mine. Paul says mine is thicker around, too. He mostly says that when I am sticking it up his ass raw. Paul is a great kiss, and I have him against the side of the truck making out. He's sticky and sweaty from work, and that feels kind of nice against my bare chest. I know time is short, so I keep it moving. On my knees undoing his belt, pulling down his shorts and tight whities. Paul looks amazing in a jock, but not today. He should wear one to work! I'm suck on Paul's cock and he is loving it. That's the thing about Paul. The nerd is a piggy nerd. He's face fucking me, only slowing down sometime so I can deep throat him. Meanwhile, I'm unzipped and stroking my dark meat. The little droplets of baby gravy that they call precum are keeping me lubed. Paul has his balls in my mouth while he is slapping my face with his white meat. This is not our first time in the U=Haul, so I know what happens when Paul starts to get aggressive. Paul licks and spits on his fingers and starts to get his ass ready for me to fuck. I try to get some of my precum on my finger and work it into Paul's ass, which Paul already has his own spitted finger up there. Paul turns around and pulls his cheeks apart. Even in the dim light I can see the little gap opening. Its all ridged and ripply and I gotta eat it. Its so soft and moist, and pliant. Kind of pungent from sweat and I don't know what, but the aroma turns me on. I give Paul's asshole a quick tongue bath while my Excursion is getting its own bath by the crew in the shop. I stand up and put my dick up against Paul's hole. I spit on it so there is more lube, and Paul pushes back until I am all in. That's it. We just stand there and fuck like that. But its so good. My hands are under the front of Paul's shirt all over his chest and abs. I keep searching for muscle but there is none, but I can't understand why there is no flab. He's just Wonder Boy lean with ribs that almost stick out, but he's not skinny either. So that makes it a paradox. Pliant and paradox, that's Paul. It's getting too hot in the truck, and time is almost up. We are both so sweaty and horny and needing to bust. Paul says yes, he does want some cum in his ass. Paul spit on his hand and starts jacking his cock. I do the same, jacking his cock along with him. Its so throbbing hard and hot. Paul lets go of his cock and uses both hands to grab behind me and pull me into him hard. He's squeezing my buns really hard so it hurts real good while he bucks his ass onto my cock harder. That does it for Paul. Paul is spurting like a fountain and I am trying to catch as much as I can in my hand. I put my hand up to Paul's face and he licks it clean. Such a nice nerd. That does it for me. My orgasm builds and builds like from my toes up to my groin, and my chest is heaving. I can't breath, and I feel like I'm cumming but nothing is coming out. Then it finally opens up and the Latin Lava flows. How much can there be? When it stops, I'm still a bit dizzy. Motherfucker, Nerd. Your ass is sweet. I pop out of Paul, and he turns around and kisses me. Its nice how his cum tastes while we kiss. Paul breaks it off sooner than I was ready, but he makes up for it by getting on his knees. The nice nerd isn't going to let me leave with a dirty dick, so he sucks me clean. Go for it, Paul. Get under that foreskin, too. I tell Paul that some of his got on the wall of the truck. So, Paul release me from his mouth and turns around and licks that up. Oh my God, Dude. You're fucking licking your cum off the side of this fucking U-Haul. But I just think that to myself because I don't want Paul to be ashamed or anything. Plus, yeah, its hot. Paul and I mesh that way, where we can be so conventional and conservative, or total dirty pigs. We both find our shorts and underwear. So, we are the same size and I think Paul should switch. I take the tighty whities and Paul gets a good pair of my best Clever Mens briefs. Now its time to finish getting dressed. Then Paul pulls the door up. Its so fucking bright out. And hot. And does this truck smell? Whatever. We climb out, and my Excursion is parked right next to the U-Haul. When did that happen? Because I didn't hear anything outside. My truck looks almost brand new again except for a few scrapes from trips to Chicago and Indy. Paul opens the driver's door for me, and I climb in. My shirt is nicely folded on the passenger seat. The crew really is very nice. I put the shirt on because now my back is all sweaty on the clean seats. Start up, AC, music, in gear (fuck, reverse Dude). Outta there. Thanks, Paul.
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Last weekend, I had the wildest sex in my life yet with my partner Justin. We’ve been together for almost ten years now (we are both in our 30s), and usually Justin is pretty conservative sexually. We were drinking quite heavily (cocktails) during the evening, and around midnight we went to a small gay bar. At the bar, we continued with beers and danced. After a while, Justin started to get quite physical, dancing closely, French kissing, rubbing my dick through my pants, and then sticking his hands inside my pants. It wasn’t really a wild club where you could do stuff like that, so I told him he had to stop or I would have to fuck him in the toilet. He said, “Well, then you just have to do that.” We didn’t waste a second, went upstairs to the toilet and into the only toilet stall they had. Inside, we didn’t waste any time. Of course, we didn’t bring lube, so spit would have to do. Unfortunately, both our mouths were so dry from drinking all evening that we could barely manage a few drops of spit. Justin pulled down his pants, turned around, bent over the toilet seat, lubed up my dick with a little spit, and then shoved it in. After a few strokes with a lot of friction (my cock is rather big), he loosened up enough so that I could fuck him harder. We were both pretty pissed, so after a while, I thought I’d test how far he would go. While we were fucking, I told him to get on his knees and to suck me. I must admit that I’ve had this fascination with Ass-To-Mouth (ATM) for a while, but we had only done it once before, and that was after Justin had douched his ass. This time, he hadn’t prepared. While there was no visible dirtiness, it was clear to both of us that my cock would not be really clean, either. But Justin was too drunk to care, so without hesitation, he turned around and took my cock in his mouth; right after it had been in his ass. Wow! Justin is a really good cocksucker, so he did a great job, but then I wanted back in his ass. I fucked him again for a while, told him to suck me one more time, and then I fucked his ass again. In between, he French kissed me, and I guess I realized that he had just sucked my dirty cock. Finally, I blew my load inside his ass. I don’t remember whether he came or not, but I didn’t really care at the time. Unfortunately, there was no toilet paper in the stall, so he couldn’t really clean up his ass and I told him that he was not allowed to get rid of my cream anyway. We went back downstairs on the dance floor and continued dancing. Justin told me that cum was dripping down his legs. I told him that under no circumstances was he to get rid of my cum until I had the chance to breed him again in the hotel room. In turn, he asked me, with a smile on his face, how I had liked the taste of his ass when I was kissing me. To be honest, I had not tasted anything (and I don’t think I would have liked it), but I thought the question was pretty nasty for a conservative guy like him. Anyway, we continued dancing and rubbing for a while before heading home to the hotel. If you guys are interested, I can post what happened there…
