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A one shot. There won't be any sequels. Thanks and enjoy. -------------- "Versatile. Appreciate a submissive younger cocksucker who can edge and loves precum and who will swallow my week long super charged load. When I top, I don't pull out." I read the quick connect ad on bbrt over a few times. "Super charged?" I devilishly thought to myself. I clicked the profile name to see more. He was an older white man in his late 60's. Average in build at 5'10" and 180lbs. His cock was average, but the it was the status that drew me in further and started getting me hard. "Ask me." I kept thinking about running my tongue across that cock. Sucking the head between my lips. Teasing out the week's worth of potentially toxic cum stored in his balls. That is when I heard the chime of a new message being delivered. His private pics were unlocked. I quickly jumped back to his gallery. He was definitely older, but that only increased the swell in my pants. Green eyes, handsome face, a nice fat ass, and low hangers. He also had some action shots of him in a sling and fucking. I began rubbing myself. "Thanks for the unlock, bud. Hot pics" I wrote in reply to the unlock message. I didn't have to wait long. "HOT guy. Luv that belly and ass, and handsome face with beard. Need cum?" was his quick reply. I was 30 years his junior, sat at height of 5'10" and closer to 190lbs in weight. A small belly to show for my gluttony, but made up for with a bigger and thicker than average cock. Plus an ass that won't quit till it has every drop. "I'll take everything you have to give me. Just let me know where." was my reply. "Would luv to feel your mouth on my dick, eat your hole and unload in you. Mutual if you like. You'll have lots of fun here." Was his response. I gripped my bulge. Precum forming a spot where the head of my cock pushed against my shorts. I was already sold on meeting up, but the promise of mutual play? You don't get this kind of offer every day. "Sounds like I will indeed have a lot of fun, and I'll hold you to mutual. Want to meet now?" was my reply. We exchanged contact info and I was on my way. I arrived at his home that evening moments later. A very unassuming house in a gated community. As I walked to the front door it opened with a kind and unassuming old man standing behind it. We locked eyes and smiled, pleased at the site of the man before each of us. He was the first to speak, "Come on in, son." My cock twitched at the proposition. It was not lost on me that this man was my Father's age. "Nice to see ya, Dad. Great place you got." I said as I walked in. If the role play was for the neighbors or not didn't matter to me. I was down to continue this fantasy of an intimate Father/Son reunion. I stepped into the home as the door closed behind me. "Could I get you anything?" he asked guiding me further into his home. "Water would be great." I replied graciously. "I'll get you some, go ahead and make yourself comfortable in the living room." he said as he pointed to the space ahead. I sat down on a nearby couch. There was a recliner, coffee table, and a tv. Your standard living room setup. The man returned with a glass of water in hand and notably less clothing than when he entered the door. Only a wife beater and a jock remained. Damn, did he pick the hottest look for the occasion. He sat in the recliner, placing the water in one of the cup holder's in the arms of the chair. He looked at me and grinned seeing the hunger in my eyes as I looked him up and down. "Well, come over and get it, boy." He said. I kicked my shoes off, undid my pants, and decided to crawl forward on my knees over to him sitting in the recliner. Peeling my pants off as I moved in closer. As I reached his legs I began kissing his thighs to raise my torso and head up to his lap. I discarded my shirt as I lifted up. As the shirt went off and over my head he leaned forward in his seat, hands cupping my face to get a look at me. "You like spit, boy?" he asked. I opened my mouth tongue out in reply. He spit into my mouth and onto my face before leaning further to lap it up and kiss me. We made out, our tongues crashing together as we sloppily moved across each other's faces. Still on knees and between his legs, I lowered my hands to grab his cock. It was stiff in his jock. I broke the kiss and moved my head down licking the sides of his jock into the pits of his crotch all the while rubbing and pushing into his dick. He leaned back and got comfortable, running his fingers through my hair. I began teasing his cock through his jock strap. Pressing mouth and lips against the thin barrier holding back his member. Using my breath and spit to saturate the jock. "That's it son. Tease your Father's cock just how he likes it." he encouraged "Milk that dick. You want that load I've been saving up for you, don't you?" I nodded in affirmation, humming a "mhmm" into his crotch. I pulled the fabric of the jock back a bit revealing the head of his cock. It was full and flushed. Precum already oozing from the tip. I took my thumb wiping the drop of precum up and into my mouth. It was salty, sweet, and what felt like an extra charge to it that comes with playing with poz men. "Looks like you're pretty excited to have your son back home, Dad." I teased licking my lips. We locked eyes again, and he looked back at me with a dark lust and adoration. I smiled and winked back, grabbing the bands of his jock strap and sliding them off of his waist and down his legs. His cock rising to attention and dripping. I started my head lower, trying to catch the strand of cum stretching from his piss slit. I get the bulk of it onto my tongue and follow the strand back to the tip of his cock. I move my head forward taking the length of him fully into my mouth for the first time. I hold my breath as I push his cock further into the back of my throat. As my throat bottoms out and my nose is pressed against his bush, I move my tongue back and forth. Massaging the bottom of his cock while he is in my mouth. He groans, bucking his hips deeper into me, grabbing the back of my head to steady himself. I hold there for a moment as he gently thrusts and face fucks me. I move back withdrawing his cock from my throat and the tip of his head back to my lips. I breath through my nose as I suckle on the tip of his cock, using as much of my spit as I can. I then push back down into his crotch taking him back fully into my throat repeating the oral circuit I started as our warm up. He wanted his cum teased out of him, and I'd be damned if that wasn't what he was going to get. Each time I pulled off his cock I left more and more spit on his shaft. After a while I pulled fully off his member to get a good look at how my work was progressing. His cock stood full and firm into the air. Glistening with my saliva. The smell of his crotch and my spit forming an aphrodisiacal aroma I long for. The prelude to hot man sex. As the air settled on his cock, I stuck my tongue back out and griped the base of his dick with my hand. I pushed the head of his cock into my tongue. Smushing his head it against the fold of my tongue and swirling it in circles to extract more precum as I squeezed his base. Remembering to pause occasionally to better ebb and flow his build up. It took everything in me to not be a greedy cum whore and just suck the load right out of him. This effort was for a greater payload to be deposited in my ass later. At some point while I worked on his cock, he had taken off his wife beater. My jock was still on but my cock had freed itself from its confines while I was performing my oral duties. I rose momentarily to take off the jock fully. "Let Dad see that dick, boy." He commanded as I stood. I posed for him, letting him admire my cock. "Looks like Dad's not the only one who's excited." He continued as he moved forward kissing the tip of my cock and smearing my precum across his lips. "You still have some more work to do though before you can enjoy yourself." He said slyly as he leaned back into the recliner. I smiled and returned back to my knees. I returned to his crotch but this time I lifted his cock to begin working on his cum heavy balls. After slapping my face with his cock a few times, I place his dick of my forehead as I dipped into his sack lapping up each nut. Making sure to suck each into my mouth and tug slightly. Each tug lifted his dick off my head, gently tapping with each motion. I pull back momentarily, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I inspect my work. I felt a slick wetness on my forehead. Looking back at his cock, I saw he was producing even more precum. I wiped my forehead and then licked the precum off my hand. Then I moved forward to take more straight from the tap. This time moving my hands up to his erect nipples. With any luck his nips were hardwired and could act like a faucet handle to his cum pipe. As my thumb and pointer finger grasped his nipples, his cock twitch in my mouth. Jackpot. My Dad for the evening let out a low moan as I worked his nips. I positioned the cock in front of me letting it twitch and dance in the air as I pulled, twisted, and ground his nipples. As his cock settled between spasms I'd lick, suck and kiss the head and shaft. Driving a trail of precum from his cock that I lapped up greedily. Occasionally bobbing down and full throating his member to reapply the coating of spit. "Why dont you stroke you Dad for a bit, Son?" he asked. "You're getting me close and I don't want to rush things. Besides the first load is going in your ass." "First?" I teased smiling up at him, slapping his spit slick dick on the side of my face a cheeks. "You have a couple deposits ready for me Dad?" I asked squeezing his nuts. He growled. "You're damn right I do, boy. You're not leaving toll your overflowing with my charged cum." My cock twitched at the word as I gently stroked him. We had yet to confirm anything about status, and I didnt plan to. It was good odds he was poz, and had a viral load to boot. Outside of some tautness in his skin where fat use to be, there wasnt a whole lot of signs. No tattoos, and he was a healthy enough specimen for his age. Probably presented himself as a clean cut, stand-up guy. Which made just made me hornier. I love an out and proud pig, tattooed and chained, but to not give off any indication of the venom you carry or the perverse acts you enjoy? Fully flying under the radar making no one aware of your dark gift? That was super hot. My deepest hope was he would tell me right before he unloaded into my wanting hole. As I fantasized about the breeding to come with his cock being stroked in my hand. He moved to the glass of water in the arm rest. Handing it to me so he could lift the arm and get into a compartment inside. I drank the water while my mouth wasn't actively working. Good to replenish some fluids before the real work began. "Ya know son, I found this in your room." he said holding a joint and a lighter. I laughed a little. "Oh jeeze, Dad. I was just holding it for a friend. I swear!" I replied. He smiled. The joint hanging off the side of his mouth waiting to be lit. "It's okay son. Your Dad likes to smoke too. Just don't tell Mom." he winked and lit the J puffing the cherry of the flame to life. He held for a moment before blowing out the smoke down the recliner, across his lap, and around me as I continued stroking his cock. Smelled like good stuff. "Come sit up on Dad's lap." he instructed. I got up and resisted the temptation of slamming down onto his cock when I went to sit down. I chose to face him and moved my legs to the side of the chair, placing my knees into the seat cushion at either side of his legs. I lowered myself so that my ass cheeks sat above his slobbery cock. I bucked gently across his cock. Teasing him, but really teasing myself. I wanted it inside me so bad! He took a drag on the joint, held it again and then reached his hand up behind my head. Bringing my lips flush with his, he opened his mouth and I did the same. He shotgun his hit into me. I trembled. Getting fed drug this way always sent me over the edge. The intimacy of sharing even our breath made my cock swell. I wasn't the biggest precumer out there. Doubly so w compared to the hot fucker who's lap I was in, but damn if he didn't know how to get me dripping. We spent our time enjoying the joint this way. With either him or I taking the fresh toke before sharing it the other. In between we kissed, necked, and played with each other's nips. All the while I ground my butt into his crotch, my cheeks getting slick with spit and precum. He would grab and squeeze my cock on occasion to encourage each new drip from its tip. As the length of the joint burned to the filter he said, "Let's get to the bedroom." He handed me the joint and I got up from his lap and turned around. He followed standing into my back, pressing his cock back into the crack of my ass. He embraced me from behind. Hands on my hips, grazing up and down my torso, moving across my chest and stomach. He put his mouth to the pit of my collar and licked up my neck to my ear lobe. He bit it gently, and probed my ear with his tongue. "You've got Dad all worked up, Son." he breathed into my ear. "I just want you to feel good. You always showed me how to please you, Dad." I replied. His cock twitched between my cheeks. He placed both hands on my chest, massaging my breast and occasionally tweaking a nipple. I moved my weight forward to the balls of my feet, lifting my heels and arching my back hoping to move my ass hole across the tip of his cock. He moved from behind me and grabbed my cock like a leash. Leading me to the bedroom. "Show me your hole, Son." He released his grip on my cock and I moved to the corner of the bed. I get on the matress on all fours, and cat stretch my upper torso out into the bed. Face down. Ass up hanging off the corner giving "Dad" full access to my ass without being overly impeded by the shape of the bed. I hear a sigh of satisfaction behind me and feel him approach. Hands out massaging my hips and lower back. Moving a hand to each cheek and spreading them fully exposing my hole to him. I flex my prostrate making my hole wink. "This is a greedy hole, Son." he said slapping his cock against my twitching hole. He rubs the length of his shaft against my hole. Each time his head moves past, precum leaks out slicking my ass lips. I buck back hoping to catch his dick. He tugs at my hanging balls, and I feel him kneel down. He then reached forward with his free hand pulling my stiff cock back and begins sucking the precum out of my cock head. He squeezed my balls as he milked my cock, taking breaks to lick me shaft to balls. Each lick he took higher and higher up my backside. Sucking balls. Licking and gnawing at my taint. He rose higher and higher till he was lapping at the precipice of my hole. Still tugging my balls. Still coming down to suck the precum out of me. He nibbled across my ass cheeks. Making out with each side. Flicking around my hole but never quite on it. Teasing me endlessly. Finally I felt the flat of his tongue against my hole. He gave me three long licks like a tootsie roll pop all the while his grip continued to pull and tug my balls. My body was shaking with pleasure. My hole responding to the tongue pets and slowly opening itself up for deeper probing. He began sucking my ass hole, making the lips of my sphincter puff up. Occasionally he'd slap my ass as he did his mouth work on my hole. The slaps causing my cock to bounce, more precum to drip, and relax my hole. "You have a sweet cunt, Son." he said into my ass cheeks. "Just waiting and begging for Dad to push himself in." He spit into my hole and crack. Another favorite act of mine to be subjected to. The spit collected on the rim and I flexed my prostrate to help it seep in. He stood up, spitting again on my hole and into his hand. He began rubbing his cock onto my hole. The head of him popping in and out of the entrance. "You ready to get fucked, Son?" "Yes, Dad. Please fuck me." "Whats my rule?" he asked positioning himself behind me. One hand on my lower back, the other guiding his cock slowly into me. I felt the head enter. The work he had done on my ass had paid off in spades "No pulling out ever." I replied. He shoved himself inside of me. I gasped in relief. Unsure how long we had been in this state of teasing. Glad to finally have this man's cock where it was destined to be. He started bucking against me, grinding his member in and out of my anal cavity. "That's right, Son. Dad is going to plow that faggot hole of yours till you're filled with his poz cum." There it was, the promise. My hole clenched down on his cock as he fucked me and confirmed his status. "Yes, Dad. Poz me. Fill me with your charged load. I worked so hard to build up a big one." I replied, lost in the pleasure of the fuck. The slick sounds of his cock thrusting into my hole, the slapping of his pelvis against my ass, the crash of his nut sack against mine filled the room alongside my moans and his grunts. He was railing me tip to hilt. Keeping my hole exposed while he spread my cheeks apart, he fucked with purpose. Like he was being taken over by a greater need than just his own nut. The viral need to propagate and replicate the poison in his balls into a new host. I braced myself against the bed, pushing back in time with his thrusts to get him deeper. Flexing my sphincter muscle to milk his shaft. I wanted everything. Over and over he pumped his cock into me, throwing the whole of his weight behind each push. Depositing a trail of spit and precum inside my fuck chute. My hole loosened with every assault. Soon he was fully withdrawing himself before slamming his cock back in unaided. "That's right, Son." he huffed. "Submit to your Dad. Surrender your hole to me. Surrender to the virus Dad is gifting you." "I want it Dad!" I moaned back, gasping as he continued to drill me. "I want to be just like you, Dad. Turn me into a poz pig!" He shoved into me, lodging his cock in my bowels and pushed me forward onto the bed as he got on top. Kicked my legs together and started slamming his cock down into my hole. His sweat pouring down from him onto my back. "That's what Dad likes to hear, Son. I'm going to impregnate you. Just be Daddy's good boy and he'll give you everything you wanted." I was being jackhammered into the mattress. My dick strained against my body and the bed, feeling damp as it leaked. Damn if it still wasn't hard af though. I was fully submitting myself to this poz stranger and I've never been hornier. Every lounge made the walls of my ass quiver. I was on fire. He then lowered himself on top of me. Pinning me with his weight and mighty cock. He licked my neck and ears as he pumped. "I think that hole is about ready for Dad's first load." he breathed into my ear. My asshole began clenching down on him. "Yes, Dad. Please. Please give me your toxic seed. Breed Me. Breed Me, Dad." I begged. His dick swelled in my hole, and he began digging into me as deep as he could go. His cock pulsed as he howled into the nape of my neck, digging his fingers into my shoulders, locking his hips and waist onto my legs. I was so overwhelmed I didn't notice the flush of warmth flooding into my bowels. His cock did not stop moving, pushing his seed further into me. A felt fullness and pressure formed in my lower stomach as he pounded away. Soon the squelching and squeaking of cum covered flesh rubbing against each other filled the room. The unmistakable smell of cum followed. I never felt more sexy or purposeful than this moment, as a 68 yr old stranger dumped his week long stored up toxic cum into me to the point of overflow. And he wasn't soft yet. I had yet to come back to my body when he finally withdrew his cock. Stiff as ever and covered in cum. "Better tighten that hole, Son. Don't want any of that slipping out." he said as he rolled me over and moved up to my head. "Suck it, boy." he commanded, and I obeyed. I indulged myself, immediately deep throating his member. Delighting in the taste of his cum and my ass. Quietly thanking him for allowing me to take his seed in my mouth as well. "Don't swallow it yet, pig." He said. I nodded as I bobbed up and down his shaft. When he was confident in my oral cleanliness, he withdrew his cock, and straddled my waist. He bent down tongue out and drooling to kiss me. I opened my mouth holding the pool of cum and ass juice that was once on his dick. Our lips pressed and our tongues wrestled in his seed. I could feel his still rigid cock drooling on my stomach as we exchanged fluids. He pulled his lips off mine and rest his hands on my chest. He then spun himself around, his back facing me now, and then slowly moved back positioning his ass over my face. I stuck my tongue out and he lowered himself on it. I lifted my hands to cradle his ass as he rode my face. Grinding his hole across my nose and mouth. Dominant even as he got his ass licked, and in full control. I ate at his hole like it was my last meal, taking time to inhale his man scent as he glided up and down. While I rimmed him, he squeeze my dick standing at attention. He leaned forward using my face as a seat, and tongued the head of my cock before taking me into his mouth. My hips raised to meet him, shoving my thick dick down his throat. He took it with ease, his years of experience showing their worth as he inhaled my cock. I returned in kind thrusting my tongue into his hole, spitting into it as he lifted his hips before sitting down again. My face was covered in spit and ass musk, my dick the swirled around in his mouth. I felt like I was about to bust and he stopped getting off of me and the bed. He walked to a nearby night stand and grabbed a silicone donut from the drawer. He stood at the edge of the bed. "Come over to me, Son." I lifted myself into a seated position and seated myself at the edge of the bed. My face inches away from his chest. His dick pointing at my neck. He got down on his knees, stretching the donut out over my balls and using it to restrain them. It was tight, but not tighter than he'd been gripping my nuts earlier when he ate my ass. "There ya go, Son. Should help you from cuming too early." he said giving my balls a few taps with the back of his hand. My cock bounced and twitched as he did causing me to grown. He stuck his tongue out, letting my cock head bounce onto it as he continued patting away at my balls. Trails of saliva and precum stranded between my cock and his tongue. I wanted to cum so badly, but he kept edging me this way. Stopping occasionally to give me breaks if he ever felt I was getting too close. As he continued this, he reached under my balls with his free hand and began circling his thumb over my ass hole. The rubbing making it hard for me to keep hold of the load he gifted me. "It's okay, son." He began, "Give Dad Some of his cum back. You're going to fuck it back into him." I could only groan back in reply, and slowly relaxed my hole. Little by little I could feel his cum slowly secrete out of my hole. He held his hand out to catch it, pooling some in his palm. "Alright, boy. Close that hole back up. Show me you can take command of your hole." I did as asked, but damn was it harder. After some concentrated breaths I was able to tighten my sphincter again, squirting out the cum that stayed at the entrance during the exchange. He got up and moved to a dresser with a mirror, bending over the top and spreading his legs. Other hand still cradling the cum that had been soaking in my ass. "Get over here and fuck your Dad's hole, Son." I got behind him, and placed me cock at the entrance. He reached back coating my cock and his hole with the cum. As he lathered my shaft and his hole, he pulled me by my cock forward into his hole. I didn't need to be told twice and leaned into the direction, grabbing his hips to steady myself. Bit by bit my head sunk into his spit and cum covered ass hole. His sphincter flush and spongey as my stiff rod forced it's way it. "Damn, Dad. You're tight." I said, and I wasn't just playing up the fantasy. You can always tell when a man doesn't use his hole often. "That's right, Son." he grunted out as I entered, "Your Dad is usually a top, but he just had to have his boy's thick cock in him." My cock flexed in his hole causing him to jump up onto his toes a little. "That get you excited, Son?" he asked. I replied by shoving the rest of my cock into him. "Oof." he winced, "That's it Son. Don't show that poz hole any mercy. Fuck my load back into me." I pistoned into him, our flesh slapping into each other, the force of our fuck shaking the dresser "Dad" had braced himself against. The mirror shaking and distorting the reflection of two men in primal heat panting, sweating, and fucking. A generational divide between us in age but united in a piggy bliss. I was fucking this old man like it was the only thing I ever lived for. The room was getting musky from our hot play, smelling like a well used gym. I rubbed my hands on the sweaty back of the old man. Massaging my fingers into him as I kept my rhythm in his hole. He turned back to me and winked, letting me know he was enjoying the ride and said, "Lets get back to the bed, stud." We moved back to the mattress. Him leading, and me attached at the dick inside him. "Lay against the headboard." he instructed. Begrudgingly, I left his hole and did as instructed, the surrounding air cooling on my dick. I grabbed a pillow and sat up against the headboard. He soon followed moving his leg over my lap and facing away in a reverse saddle mount. He lined up his hole with my cock and impaled himself onto it relaxing himself into my embrace. As he sank further he rested the back head on my shoulders. I squeezed him into me, using my thighs to fully embrace his body from behind. My cock buried deep inside him, but neither of us moving. He brought his arm up behind my head, fully exposing his sweaty arm pit to my face. The odor from his pits rising into my nostrils. I felt my hips rocking involuntarily as I breathed in his scent. I lowered my face closer until my nose touched his damp pit. I huffed deeply and began to lap up his essence. He moaned as my tongue slobbered and tickled across his under flesh. His body responded in kind as he fucked himself on my cock. I was losing myself in his scent and his velvety fuck tunnel. I felt every part of my cock as it glided across the walls of his hole. These sensations and the pheromones radiating from his pits turned my brain into mush as my balls began to swell. "Fuck, Dad. You're gonna make me cum." I reported as he ground his hips deeper onto my cock. "Give Dad your load, Son. Make him proud by flooding his poz hole with your spunk." he encouraged continuing, "You're going to get another dose of my poison once you've finished blowing your last negative load. Dad's going to infect you with his dirty cum, boy." My mind broke as my muscles spasmed. A wave of pressure pushing itself out from the deepest parts of me through my swelling cock. Blasting out a stream of cum that shot itself deep inside the old man currently gorging himself on my dick. My hands squeezing into his hips and pulling him down into me so I could force my seed further, deeper. My toes curled and my hips bucked as my orgasm persisted, and he never stopped bouncing on my cock. "That's a good load, Son. Got your Dad filled up nice, and feeling like a cum whore." he said as he continued milking my dick with his asshole. He lowered into me one last time and clenched his ass on the way up and off my dick. My spent cock flopping unceremoniously out of his hole and leaking the last of my load. I lean back against the head board to catch my breath, but feel myself getting pulled down the mattress by my hips and legs. "Dad" threw my legs on his shoulders and was forcing himself into me again in missionary. He shoved his cock into me, not bothering with spit or lube, betting it all on the cum still in my ass or never caring to begin with. As he pressed his pelvis against my taint he bent down and spit in my face. I opened mouth and he spat again and again saying "You did a good job, Son. Now Dad needs you to be his filthy cumdump. You're just a hole now for your Dad." I reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks spreading them to show my compliance. I needed more of him. I needed to carry more of his seed. His pleasure was everything. "Fuck me, Dad. Go wild fucking your sub cum dump, Son." I replied. His eyes focused and a devilish grin played across his face. He grabbed my chest for leverage, thumbs pressing into my nipples, and began fucking me harder and harder. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as my body bucked as he threw his weight into me. I reached to his cock and my hole, making a ring with my fingers to grip the shaft as it perforates my asshole. He pinched my nipples and scraped my breasts with his nails as he fucked me. The salacious attack hitting my prostate and causing my spent cock to stir. Like his sexual energy was fuck transferring into my cock and shortening the refractory period. "Fu-Fu-Fuck. Fuck me. Breed me, Dad." I huffed. He began to lift me as he fucked, and then suddenly roared as he shoved himself as deep as he could go. I felt his cock twitching and realized he was dumping his second load into me. I focused on the sensation as some of the fullness I felt before returned. Thanking my breeder for his load. He held his cock in my asshole as it emptied itself. The overflow of jizz running out of my loosening ass hole, down my back, and onto to mattress to pool underneath me. He started to withdraw his stiff member from my saturated hole, making his cock bounce as he pulled back. I was amazed that he was still hard after having cum, been fucked, and cummed again. My eyes wide as I stared at his cum covered cock moved back to my mouth for a cleaning. He placed his dick head at my lips and I opened up again, greeted by the taste of his cum and my asshole. "Amazed Dad is still hard, huh Son?" he asked. I nodded as he gently face fucked me while I cleaned his cock. Making sure my tongue covered and buffed every bit of his shaft, balls, and crotch. "We'll get you on some Trimix too once you convert, Son. That mixed with the virus is a powerful cocktail. You'll be able to breed as many neg sluts as you want without so much a break for them to change their mind." He grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking me harder. Pushing his head past my uvula and into my throat proper. It was a hard to breathe as he plugged my throat with his cock, but I didn't care. I simply focused on relaxing my throat as much a possible. Suppressing any gag reflex so "Dad" could fuck my throat. He gripped my neck saying "I can feel my cock through your throat, Son. You like getting this hole fucked too?" I hummed in affirmation not being able to speak with his dick thrusting in and out of my mouth. "You've been gifted two loads in your ass, plenty of precum everywhere else, and I'm sure my poz cum infected its way into your piss slit when you fucked me using one of the loads for lube." He recounted as his trusts against my face continued, balls slapping my chin, my nose pushing into his pubes. "You've been a great slut for Dad's cum." he praised. "Even depositing your last neg load into your Dad to be tainted and converted in my poz hole. I'm going to feed that incubated load back to you once I finished with your mouth." He erupted inside me, his cock too far into the back of my throat to taste it, but felt his cock pulsing against my tongue. My mouth and throat thumping in time with his heartbeat as he came. I coughed around his dick swallowing his third load. When he was satisfied he pulled out, head dripping with cum, cock covered in spit and phlegm. Then he got up, and straddled my face with his hips. Seating his hole above my face so I could get a good view. He started pushing out my cum he had been converting in his hole, the salty strands hitting my face and sliding down to my mouth. I reached up and pulled him into me, stiffening my tongue to push in and open up his asshole for my toxic cream pie. I felched his hole this way sucking out every drop of my load from his hole. As his hole relaxed I fixe my lips against his ass lips and sucked outward puffing up his hole like a pussy. He moaned and squirmed, occasionally playing with my cock as I did my work. "Who knew I raised such a kinky pig, Son? You're doing things to your Dad he doesn't get to experience every day." he praised. "Guess it really is true, like father like son." He lifted off of me and laid back down next to me cradling me in his arms. We made out again, and I snowballed the cum I sucked out of his ass between us. Our hands massaging and stroking our sweaty and filthy bodies. Daylight had started to come in from the windows. We both lifted our heads to look out into the coming morning. We looked at each other and laughed. "Can't say I expected an all nighter, Son." he said smiling at me. "Me either, Dad. Happy to have lost track of time with you." I replied. "Me too, Son. Dad does have to go to work today though." he said signaling our time was coming to a close. I started to get up but he held me in the bed for a moment. "I sure I still have one last parting load for you, Boy. Let's say we hit the showers?" he suggested, I quickly and excitedly accepted. "Good boy." he replied, and brought me to the bathroom. The bathroom was pretty standard, but featured a large standing shower with a seated bench made of marble that attached from the wall. He flipped a few knobs and the shower turned on but I didn't notice any water. Yet the glass beginning to fill with steam from the heat inside. "Doubles as a sauna." he said proudly as he cleared up my confusion. "Don't want my boy kneeling onto a cold shower floor." "Kneeling?" I thought. He guided me into the shower. Heated air rushing out into the bathroom as we stepped in. The hot humid air clinging to our bodies. "Alright, in your knees, pig." I obeyed and got down on my knees, facing his cock. I moved to suck it but he pushed me away. "Not yet, boy." he said aiming the head at me. The sauna air filled with the scent of piss as he let loose a stream of urine onto me as I kneeled. The warm fluid hit my body felt warmer than the heated air we stood in as it ran down my face and chest. I wasn't prepared for this level of debauchery, but I was definitely here for it. As he marked me in his piss he moved closer telling me to open my mouth. I did as asked and soon had the salinated liquid filling up and pouring out of my mouth. I swallowed some but let the rest run down my body, arching forward and sticking out my ass in a lewd display of submission. Looking up at the man who had been fucking me all night who was staring back at me with all of the pride and admiration in the world. "That's right, Son. Baptize yourself in Dad's piss. Become the pig you were ment to be." As he finished up, he lifted me up into an embrace. Pressing our cocks together between us. "I want you to let go of your bladder, Son. Relax, and let your stream flow between us." He soothingly encouraged. It took a minute to relax and focus in my bladder, but soon I also began emptying myself. The piss shooting up between us like a fountain before running down our torso, waist, and legs. We kissed more, slower but still deep as we savored the sensation and intimacy. We were truly giving each other every bit of ourselves that night. We held each other for a bit longer after I had fully evacuated the urine in my bladder. Our cocks stiffening against or sticky poss covered bodies. "It's time to get another dose, Son" he said and sat down on the marble bench in the shower. His cock stood straight up waiting for me to puncture myself ontop of it. I moved to sit down in his lap facing away and guided his cock into my hole. There was no resistance, between the evening of fucking, the steam, and the cum still brewing inside me his cock just slid right in. We took it slow as I just ground and bounced my hips into his pelvis. His hands guiding and steering me to this target. The smell of piss and sex lingered heavily in the shower/sauna. He moved forward shifting the angle of his fuck stick as I plowed myself. The shift causing his cock to graze my prostrate as I rode him. My stimulation stiffened my cock as his dick rub against the p spot. Each pump priming a load to erupt from me and suddenly I moaned aloud as his cock forced me to ejaculate. My ass clamped down hard on him, making him buck and shoot. Our cries of ecstasy ecohing against the shower tile. I sank into him one last time, trying to mimic the dismount he performed on me earlier. Yet try as I might, I couldn't muster the muscle tension of my hole. It had been fucked useless. As I pulled off a clog of semen rushed out of my hole. He moved forward and quickly laped it up with his tongue. "Get on your knees and arch forward, Son. Your hole is too loose to keep Dad's gift in. I did as asked and he stepped from the shower briefly to rummage in a near by drawer. He then returned with a butt plug and pushed it inside of my gaping hole making sure the flare at the end was secured. "There you go, Son. Now you can carry my seed with you all day until it's absorbed." I thanked him, standing up slowly to adjust to the stiff plug now inside of me. He embraced me again, kissing my forehead and cheeks tenderly. "Let's get washed up."

Adeels thick black stubble sent scraping up and my smooth ass crack and against my swollen cummy hole sent shock waves through my body as did his tounge deep in side lapping up Dean's cum. Two fingers from each of his manly hands pried my sphincter apart. "Their's more in there, push it out." I pushed out my rosebud but no cum. "Fuuuck" Adeel sucked on my rosebud then shoved 3 fingers inside knuckle deep. "I'm gonna get those loads out." With his cummy fingers in my mouth I pushed out the remaining cum from my rosebud onto his toungue which he shared with me as we passionately kissed. We made our way to the bedroom and spent ages exploring each others bodies , kissing, chatting, laughing. We had the whole weekend so wide had time to experiment. We took videos and pics of us having sex and sent them to Dean. Half way through the weekend after giving him a full body massage I slewad apart his hairy ass cheeks and buried my face in his hairier asscrack again. He spread his legs further apart and raised his ass and held his ass apart leaving my hands free to tend to his balls. He really verbal, I wasn't as my mouth and toungue were busy. "That feels so good, I want your cock, fuck me" as my thumb was also working his hole. He had never been fucked so I took my time, the journey to fuck him was so hot. I was teasing him and he wanted it so bad. After an hour he took it like a champ. We fell asleep for short while with me spooning him. When we woke up he lubed his hole and my cock and nudged his hole onto my cock but it was too painful for him. We hadn't done any enhancements yet as he wanted to us to enjoy each other sober but he wanted my cock so bad he changed his mind. We blew some clouds and I relaxed his hole with some k and lube. I gave him his first slam and a second load. His T dick really turned him on, as an adult he had never sent it so small and pathetically limp. Itt wasn't that small, still at least 4 inches long and reasonably thick. I was loving this unexpected turn of events. I turned this masculine Arab man into a degraded and humiliated cumdump faggot pig

Timberfell Resort—June, 2024 My Thursday adventures were not done with the Bukakke. It was very hot by the afternoon. I found shade, away from the constant noise of the pool. That it happened to be near the playroom under the bar was purely coincidental. But no one else ventured in that direction. So, I read. I may have even dozed. I wanted to be ready to fuck again. pic GangBangGuys was doing another shoot on Thursday evening that would use anyone interested in fucking Aaron Evans. I was. I love the camaraderie of the tops in a gangbang. The visual of so many dicks waiting their turn. The tops stroking themselves or each other as we watch the main event. There are two schools of gangbangs in my experience. And I like one way more than the other. Let me explain. If there are five of us fucking a hungry bottom, I don’t really care for the idea that the first guy just fucks until he cums. Then number 2 goes in and so on. I much prefer a few strokes in the hot hole and rotate quickly through the entire group of tops. Again and again until the unloading starts. It keeps everyone involved quicker (and constantly) and the focus is on the bottom, not some other hot guy waiting his turn along with you. Near the appointed start time, I went to one of the newly constructed bungalows by the camp entrance. It was tiny. There was no way a group of us could stand around the bed and give the camera operator room to move. The crowd was also sparse at the moment. Mack Mahoney, all cleaned up from the bukkake, was there, eager to show his versatile side. As was tatted muscle hunk Michael Roman. And me. Aaron was inside with the director/cameraman. We got our orders. Strip outside and no more than three of us in at a time. We did just that. The director points to me, as I’m fully hard. “You want to go first…?” I step behind Aaron, who is on all fours on the bed. “I’m preloaded from this afternoon,” he murmurs. The camera comes up, catching me looking at his full, hairy ass. I go to my knees and lick up a drop of cum dribbling out of his hole. I force myself to stop rimming and felching. I stand up to fuck. My hard cock slaps his wet hole, making a hot squishy sound. I sink inside him Aaron groans—not having a clue who I am or what size I am. I fuck him. Starting slow and long. The camera is there to catch my full length pulling out of his hot butt with each stroke. I glance to my right. Mack and Michael are idly playing with each other and are now rock hard. I focus back on Aaron and speed up my fucking. He feels so wet with who knows how many loads already in him. But even that is not going to get me off this fast. I pull out. “Your turn.” Mack is right there. His cock pushes into Aaron. I stroke mine constantly. I want to get myself ready to cum. I watch Mack increase his speed. He’s panting and he is going to shoot. He pulls out and erupts all over the Aarons hairy ass crack. He mops some up with his sensitive cock head and pushes it inside. Michael looks at me and I gesture for him to go ahead. Michael uses the remaining cum on Aaron’s ass for lube. He enters him rather forcefully. The camera plays over his muscled torso and down to his cock plowing the wet hole. Michael puts his left foot up on the bed, plowing him even deeper. Aaron is moaning almost constantly now. I watch Michael’s face. He’s close. You can see it in his eyes and the tenseness of his body. With a bellow, he shoots deep inside Aaron. He stays in him for a moment, and then slowly pulls out. A mini-waterfall of semen trickles out of Aaron. The camera catches it all. Michael and Mack go outside. I move behind Aaron. The cum oozing out of his ass is the perfect trigger for me. I kneel behind him. I lick up the cum, being careful to not plaster my face against his wet ass like I would in real life. I lick and swallow and moan deep in my throat. Aaron whimpers. I lick and spit a mouthful of Mack and Micheal’s cum on Aaron’s hole. I stand and push it into him with my cock. My dick is making the hottest, wet and squishy sounds with each stroke. My leg goes up on the bed, too. I want to be as deep as possible in his hot, wet ass. My pubes are covered in who knows how many men’s cum as they grind against his ass. I feel my orgasm rise. I want to pull out and cover his hole. But I can’t bring myself to do it. I push every inch into him and unload deep in his guts. The camera catches it all. I pull out slowly. The trickle of cum leaking out of Aaron is now a waterfall… * I get dressed outside as Aaron takes a water break. After his cumshot, Mack had been busy recruiting men up by the pool. They are trooping down the dusty drive to the bungalow. One of them was Dane Hardon, who I had so much fun with last summer. We embraced and told each other we need to fuck again this weekend. (He is in demand with the content creators here this year and it never happens.) And a fun fact from Mack—the guy who I shot all but simultaneous loads with at the bukkake, had come back to give him a second one during that long shoot. And now, here he is, stripping and about to load Aaron. Oh, to be young again…. Aaron Evans X: www.x.com/AaronEvansXXX IG: @aaron.evans90 JFF: @AaronEvansXXX Mack Mahoney (See the last Post for his info) Michael Roman (Not in my list from Ray) Dane Hardon X: www.x.com/TFDane1 X: www.X.com/DaneHardon IG: @danehardonx OF: tfdane1 The original, with the poster for the event, pics and twitter of the porn guys I played with, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend 2024 Part Three: The Gangbang July 5, 2024

I am constantly watching porn naked on my sofa and around the house. Everyday, evening and night. 7 days a week. I leak so much pre cum i dont need lube but I am finding it has reduced my physical contact with cock and my hole. I break only to change it up a little and go on Telegram/Zoom. Somedays I'm a ripe pigboi - if only I could have a steady flow of cock in and out to get sucked or to fuck my hole - dump and go.

Well I have written about the pig I have become, and how much I enjoy eating cum direct from ass, mine and others. My pig boy, Matt, really delivered for me the other day and it was "icing on the cake" so to speak. Two months ago I convinced him to start saving every load possible into a rubber, so that at some future time I could fulfill my wish to have him feed me all of the semen he could collect. He was totally into it and so for the last two months Matt made it a point to get bred as often as possible, and shit all loads into a Magnum XL condom freezing it. He also willingly milked himself as often as possible and added to it with any blow jobs he collected. At long last, the other day, he arranged a playdate just for me inviting Jerry and Ken two of his favorite hung fuck-buddies to our nasty session. When I got to Matt's house he proudly showed me how his good work had paid off with an absolutely amazing, frozen, four inch Devil's Dick! He had lost count of how many loads were in it, but assured me it was dozens, lol. He also couldn't attest to the purity of semen and from the looks of it, far from pearly white, it was laced with ass-snot, lube, spit and other fluids, huh. Well the pig I have become couldn't have been more boned and hungry. Jerry and Ken arrived, and I explained the mission and we got to it. Matt got ass up and we all took turns riming his hole wet and sloppy and I took the first turn breeding him. I was so ready for the real feast to being that I quickly came in his ass, which only made me hungry for the main course. As per our agreement I got on the bed and Matt got on top 69, offering his fucked hole for the guys and the frozen concoction. Jerry started fucking him with his very thick 7" cock warming Matt up, pulling it out to let me suck on it. Ken followed up with his very big 9" cock and plowed Matt, fucking my cum into him, pulling it out to throat choke me. I was handed the devil's dick, which had started to defrost, and slid it into Matt's ass. In no time at all it started to melt and I slurped and drank in the noxious concoction. Jerry and Ken got to fucking him again, although not balls deep, and each time they pulled out I cleaned off the feltch from their cocks, just a mindless slut in pig heaven. I think that Jerry came first and shot his load all over Matt's hole where I gobbled it up and then Ken came shortly thereafter, just inside Matt, his cum bubbling out of Matt and into my mouth. Well the first course had been served but I was ready for the main course! After a few minutes I directed Matt to try shitting the melting-frozen treat. I parked my mouth up against his puffy red swollen home and he gushed and farted huge gobs of the nasty treat into my mouth. Maybe and inch or so of the un-melted part was pushed back into his hole, and then he pushed out again. Oh man oh man oh man - my face was plastered my throat was gagged and I was beside myself savoring the noxious fluid - so many a man's sperm - so wrong but yet so right. I could go on and on about this but I'm sure all pigs will understand how sick and erotic this was. Although Matt said he lost count I will put my self down for maybe 30+ loads and all in one session. Matt and I have agreed that he will work on a four month project for next time.

Chicago—April, 2024 (Picking up where we left off…) I have just seen someone I haven’t seen in years. I thank the guy on his knees and move toward the man chatting at the bar. I touch his shoulder and he turns to me. “Well, well…” he murmurs. “Excuse me,” he says to the man he is talking to and sinks to his knees, taking my cock deep into his throat. He is likely half my age. His skin tone is a deep, dark brown. The black curls on his head are much longer than they were than when we first met. He is short, lithe and a sex pig with a true bubble butt. We’d met at CLAW, many years ago, just as he was starting his sex pig journey. For a time, we had met a couple of times a year at various sexual functions. I hadn’t seen him since Covid—and now he is sucking my cock to the root and making the most delicious moans around it. Max come up for air. He stands. We kiss. He shares the precum he’s collected. “I need you to fuck me,” he says, coming out of the kiss. “Right now.” He grabs the shoulders of the man he was talking to and juts out that bubble butt. It’s my turn to go to my knees. I bury my face deep into his hole. My tongue finds his ass lips. They are puffy from recent use. This makes me eat him out with even more enthusiasm. “Put that big cock into him,” says the guy he’s holding on to. I stand up and slide in. Max let’s out a groan. The guy he’s balancing against holds him tighter. I begin to fuck. Hard. Knowing he can take it. Max groans out “That’s the dick I remember. Fuck me!” I slam into his bubble butt again and again. “May I?” asks the guy holding him. He is rock hard from holding Max and watching me fuck. I pull out. Max turns and holds on to me as the other guy slides into him. “Now that’s a hot hole,” he moans as he bottoms out inside Max. He begins a slow fuck as I hold Max in place. I watch the concentration on his face as he works his ass to give maximum pleasure to the guy inside him. Finally, we take it to the sling at the back. I fuck him. Then the other guy. I go up him again while the other guy finds a friend of his who loves ass. The third guy fucks him before we all separate. Keshawn finds me. He likes what he saw all of us doing. We have another round in the sling. His ass is wetter yet… * “I’ve watched you. You’re the one I want to fuck the cum out of me.” The speaker is standing by the emergency exit in the back wall. He is a true bear—hairy chest, hairy thighs and a remarkably long beard. “Sure. Where?” “Right here is fine.” He steps into a tight corner formed by the back wall and the bar. He bends over. His big ass is incredibly hairy—both cheeks and even more in the crack. I kneel and begin feasting on his butt. “That’s what I saw you do. Eat me out. Make me cum…” I can feel him jerking his dick. I really want to keep eating his ass, but I will myself to stand up and fuck. It takes a couple of minutes—I can’t tear myself away from the furry hole on my tongue. I finally stand and enter him. It doesn’t take many thrusts before he is moaning out his orgasm. I reach in front, trying to get some of his jizz on my hand. I want to smear it on his hairy crack and lick it up. But it’s all on the floor. I pull out. He’s too dazed from his orgasm to even think about cleaning my cock… * I see Max. He is still with the good-looking white guy from the bar. They are making out near the sling. The guy notices me and motions me over. We have a threeway kiss. Then it’s threeway cocksucking—with Max working the two of us. Then the other top joins him on my dick. After a bit, I take a turn when the top stands up, sharing his dick with Max. I pull off the guy’s cock. “I really want to do this after you fuck Max.” He gives me an evil grin. “Let’s do it.” The sling is in use. Max leans against the wall. I fuck him first. Then the good looking top. I go to my knees and suck his wet cock the moment he pulls out. It is an ass jizz overload—every flavor I love of Max’s ass is on his cock. I can’t get enough. The top understands. He pulls away, fucks Max’s ass a few more strokes and gives it to me again. “You taste the load my buddy gave him?” Honestly, I can’t. But just the thought of it adds heat to the moment. I finally stop cleaning his cock and fuck Max again. Hard. Slamming into that bubble butt. I stop. Winded. Max whirls around and cleans me as I sit on the ledge. “You know, says the top. “I can be vers. Let me feel that cock in me. Just go slow.” I am up for the challenge. He leans against the wall. Max watches me go to my knees and stick my tongue up the Top’s ass. This guy is so much tighter. But he opens with my probing tongue. I add more lube to my dick than usual. I stand up and work it into him. Inch by inch. I can hear him jerking as I do it—and then he stops and begins to pant. “How does it feel?” asks Max. “Like I have a railroad tie up my butt.” Max laughs. I smile and begin to pump. And just as I’m reaching speed, he wriggles around and we disengage. He swallows my cock cleaning me up for the next guy… * “The sling’s free.” Keshawn has found me. We head to the back wall. The party is beginning to wind down. Guys are getting off and getting dressed. Keshawn hops in the sling. I go to my knees the moments his feet are up on the chains. His hole is incredibly puffy. I take the ass lips into my mouth. He’s been busy. I get a dribble of someone’s cum on my tongue. I moan and swallow and dig deeper. “Fuck me!” I reluctantly stand up. My cock is tingling. I’m pretty sure I’m going to load him. I slide into his wet, cummy hole. I fuck. Hard. My hips slapping Keshawn’s hot ass. I slow to take a hit of his poppers. I want to breed. Now. And in seconds I am spewing a round of cum into him. He is watching my face—and knows I’m unloading in him. I hang on the sling frame for a moment. I go to my knees and clean up some seed dribbling out of him. And realize that while my balls emptied, I didn’t have that totally over the top, every nerve-jangling-orgasm. My cock is still hard. Keshawn is making a move to get out. I help him. And hug him. I go hunting for Max. He is blowing a white man who looks older than me. He is kneeling before the guy. Just a touch of my hand on his hips, makes him stand up. But he never stops sucking. I eat his well-used ass. My cock is still telling me it wants more. Needs more. He wants to put some seed in this butt, too. I stand up. It’s a short fuck. But brutal. Even with all his skills, Max has to stop sucking for a moment, I am plowing him so hard. And it’s there. The full thing, this time. The nerve endings light up. I empty the little jizz that’s left in my balls. I collapse on his back… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Bear Naked Chicago (Conclusion) May 9, 2024

Near Home—April, 2024 Teddy, a load taker I’d met recently at the bookstore, who could rival Braydon in skills and stamina, sent me a text on a Thursday morning in mid-April. Could he come to the playroom? I had given him my number after our first fuck. I had stressed that I was a planner—I could rarely just drop everything going on in my life for instant sex. I told him I couldn’t that day, as I had an important meeting that afternoon. He understood. Within thirty minutes, my meeting got cancelled by the organizer, not by me. I let Teddy know. As it turned out, he’d already gone to the bookstore when he couldn’t come to my house. I got dressed to join him there… The parking lot is all but empty. Well, I know I have a hot ass waiting for me. I’ll be fine. Once in the straight theatre, I sit along the side as there is a man around my age in the cocksucker’s seat. I pull out my cock and get it to stand up. The door opens. It is Teddy. He is thick set and perhaps slightly older than I originally thought, likely approaching his mid-forties. He makes a bee line to my spread legs. He grins at me and kneels, taking my cock deep into his throat, all in one move. I sigh, my head leaning back. The man in the back row stands up and comes to watch. He gropes himself through his pants. Teddy has moved from my cock to my balls. He is leaving incredible amounts of spittle on them as he licks, massaging them with his tongue. At one point, I stop stroking so the guy watching can really see the size of me dick. Do I want him to reach for it? I can’t be sure. He doesn’t. He just unzips his pants and his hand disappears inside. The door opens. A man, who I see more often up in Grand Rapids at the house party there, comes in. He is late 30’s, Latin, with a shaved head. His cock is the uncut version of mine, with the same length and girth. He nods to me and comes right over. This makes the other spectator move away to a distance where no one can touch him as he pulls out his dick. Latin Top unzips, too. I lick the head of his cock, getting him fully hard for Teddy’s mouth. I touch the back of Teddy’s head. He knows what I want. He comes off my dick and begins to suck my friend. Latin Top lets him work at his own speed for a git, then he begins to fuck his face. In moments, Teddy gags. He pulls off, catches his breath and swallows him down again. “Now suck his dick,” Latin Top murmurs. Teddy goes back to mine, giving me the same treatment. I hold his ears and pump up into his mouth. He gags with me, too. Loving it. Back and forth we guide his head. First one and then the other. The man watching us is now hard and stroking to our manhandling of Teddy. “You should try his ass,” I tell Latin Top. Teddy obediently stands up and steps out of his pants and underwear. He bends, his hands on his knees—ass proffered to the two of us. I kneel and begin rimming him as Latin Top strokes himself. I stand up and sink inside his wet ass. I pump him for a few moments, pull out and offer Latin Top a turn. He shakes his head, puts his cock away and goes out of the room. I am surprised, but just go back to my knees and eat the hole I just fucked. Teddy is a great self-luber and I love having my mouth around his hole. I stand back up. My cock sinks into him. I watch the older man stroking to us. “He has another hole.” To my surprise, the guy moves forward and offers his cock to Teddy to suck. Teddy moves a step forward to take it—and I go with him. I watch the guy’s face as Teddy sucks and I fuck. The man can’t believe his good luck. He begins to pant. I see his eyes close. He is fighting back his ejaculation. And in moments, he gives in to it. He gives Teddy what must be quite a mouthful of cum. Instantly he pulls out and finds an old bandanna to wrap around his spent dick. “Any jizz for your ass?” My hand reaches around so Teddy can drool it onto my palm. He does, but it’s very little. He has swallowed more than usual this time. I smear what there is on my wet cock shaft and fuck it into him. This sends the cum donor out of the room. I fuck Teddy harder as the door opens again. Latin Top is back. I nod to him. He comes around to feed Teddy. I fuck hard enough to help Teddy take more cock down his throat. “Let me try that ass.” I pull out and let Latin Top take my place. “Fuck, that’s a nice hole…” He begins easy, with nice slow strokes. I walk around and bring my wet cock to Teddy’s mouth. He hungrily cleans me up as Latin Top picks up speed. Now, he groans at the milking Teddy’s ass is giving him. “Fuck, I don’t want to cum…” But it’s too late. There is no way Latin Top is pulling out now. He begins to spew his seed deep into Teddy’s ass. He groans, deep and guttural, as his cock can’t stop shooting. He holds in place, letting Teddy milk the last drop out of him. I come around and go to my knees. “I know you want this,” Latin Top murmurs. “Have fun.” He pulls out and pushes my face into Teddy’s cummy ass. I begin licking up the overflow—then felching deeper into Teddy’s butt. I hear the door close behind Latin Top. I am not about to stand up and fuck him until I can’t taste any more cum. I spread his ass cheeks and do a last lick. I stand up and push in. Fuck, there is a ton of cum still in him, too deep for my tongue to reach. I fuck in it, churning Latin Top’s load. It froths around my shaft, and begins to ring his hairy ass hole with each of my backstrokes. I pull out and lick up more of the cum and ass jizz mixture. My cock can’t stand it. I quickly stand and enter him. Just in time. I shoot my load every bit as deep as Latin Top. Teddy has to work to keep his balance with the force of my thrusting. He begins to milk my shaft, to get every drop out of my balls… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Teddy Takes My Fuck Bud May 3, 2024

Near Home—March, 2024 I got a text from Braydon, the cubby younger man who loves taking loads and has developed a new passion for rimming me. He wanted to meet. I had a fairly open schedule. He wanted some time for licking my ass, so he wondered if we should play at my place. I thought that a good idea. But we also both enjoy involving others in our fucking, so then he wondered if we should go to the bookstore. I thought that was fine, too. In the end we did both. We went to the bookstore that day—and made a date for the playroom in April. Our bookstore adventure was on the last Friday of the month. We met there just as a lunch crowd was beginning to thin… I go into the straight theatre. I sit in the back row, in the cocksucker’s seat, though I guess I won’t be doing much of that today. There are a few men sitting in front of me. I pull out my dick. Just as it is getting fully hard, Braydon comes in the door. He goes right to the floor and starts giving me head. It feels great. I sit back and let him work on me. The door keeps opening. Two different men, both who have sucked me in the past, step into the room and leave when they see my dick is already in use. The door opens a third time. It is a man I don’t know. He is close to my age, much shorter, and rather handsome in an offbeat way. He wears an ear piece and microphone. He is happy to watch, leaning against the wall next to me. His trousers tent. Soon his dick comes out. Short but fat. He strokes. “Show him what you can do,” I tell Braydon. He obediently crawls from between my legs to in front of the stroker. The man allows Braydon to take his cock into his mouth. He sighs as Braydon begins working his tongue all around that big cock head. I go to the floor. Braydon is on all fours. His pants come down easily, revealing a jock and his hairy ass. It is too low for me to rim his ass—so I just stick my cock into him. The guy getting sucked loves the added visual, and, I imagine, my thrusting pushing Braydon deeper onto his dick. The sounds of our rutting fills the small room. A guy from the front row comes back to watch and stroke. He is thick set and younger than Braydon. I watch him stroke his dick, a cock that is just a little shorter than mine. Braydon senses it, too. Soon, he is going back and forth between the two men with his mouth as I fuck his ass. I fuck him until my knees are screaming for me to get up. I pull out. Braydon stands, still bent over, the younger guy back in his mouth. I fuck him again. “That looks so hot,” murmurs the younger man. “You should try his hole.” I don’t need to say anything else. He’s ready. I pull out and Braydon moves around to lean on the seatbacks of the chairs in front of us. His ass ready. The young man approaches. His cock slaps Braydon’s butt cheek, then disappears into his hole. “Fuck…” groans the guy. He begins to fuck. It’s over almost instantly. He groans and stops thrusting. You can see each spurt of cum going into Braydon register on the young man’s face. He slowly pulls out. I am on my knees. I lick the last drop off his cock head and thrust my face into Braydon’s ass crack. As I felch the copious amount of cum, I hear the guy with the earpiece get off behind us. I stand up. “I’m gonna fuck your load deeper,” I tell the young man, who is still standing there, as if in a trance. I plow into the now slick hole. It feels terrific. I also notice that another man, who was sitting way down in front of us, has moved to a side seat so he can watch us. I offer him Braydon’s mouth, but he just wants to watch. I get a good look at him. He is mid 40’s and a gym rat. His arms are huge and veiny, his chest sculpted. The t-shirt is so tight you see all the definition. His cock is average, but very hard with the show in progress. I fuck in the cum and he strokes. The door opens. The shaved head guy who usually sucks me comes in and gives the muscle guy head. I guess he doesn’t just want to watch after all. He eventually stops the guy, who gets up, rather put out. I go over. I lean down and stroke his wet cock. It erupts in my hand. He watches me smear his load onto my cock. “You know where this is going…” I tell him as I walk back to Braydon. I fuck a second big load of cum into Braydon’s greedy mancunt, as the guy who gave it, moans, kneading his wilted cock… * After a long felch, we take a break. We go next door into the gay cinema. It is empty. Braydon sucks me and rims my hole. I am in an awkward position, sitting on a chair with my ass tilted to give him access, with one leg up on a chair. He licks my balls, my hole, my entire ass crack. The door keeps opening. Men wander in, see what’s happening, and leave. All cocksuckers—but none comfortable enough to come suck me as Braydon rims me. I finally call a halt. I fuck Braydon, with him kneeling on a chair seat. His ass is still creamy from the two loads earlier. A man who I’ve fucked (and has joined Baydon and I in the past) comes in. He is thickly built with a shaved head. He sits and strokes to our fucking. We break. Braydon goes to suck the other guy. I sit and watch but just for a moment. A young man comes in. He knows me. He comes over and says hello, with a slight foreign accent I can’t place. He looks vaguely familiar, but I don’t know what we did together. He is likely mid 30’s, tallish and gangly. He sucks my cock. I suck his uncut one. All while Braydon sucks the thick set guy. I stand. I put our cocks together in my two hands and stroke them—so the undersides rub together, still coated with our spit. Braydon gets up off the floor and onto the chair seat, his ass looking inviting. “Do you fuck?” I ask the guy in my hand. “Do you want me to fuck him?” he asks. I lean in and whisper “Fuck him and breed his ass for me. I want to eat your load out of him—and fuck in it.” He grins and pushes me gently out of the way. He moves behind Braydon and slides into him. The thickset guy gives Braydon his cock to suck. I stand, stroking and waiting. The foreign sounding guy is a good top. He fucks him with authority. And longer than I expect. Braydon is groaning around the dick in his mouth. I walk around the three of them—so I can enjoy seeing Braydon used at both ends. And the guy in his ass erupts. He shoots and shoots, holding onto Braydon’s hip. He stays in him for a long time. I kneel by the side. He knows what I want—and he is just letting his cock calm down a little before he pulls out. Finally, when he does, he sticks it in my mouth. I clean him of his cum, mixed with the other two loads. and Braydon’s delicious ass juices. “Lick out his ass…” moans the guy, as he squirms in my mouth. I leave his cock and bury my face in Braydon’s crack. I slurp the mixed loads. I push some back into him with my tongue. I could felch him forever. I make myself stand up and fuck. I slide in. His hole feels incredible with the three loads. I fuck him hard and fast. I groan and in moments Braydon has four loads deep in his hole… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Using Braydon, the Cumslut April 16, 2024

Near Home—March, 2024 You never know. I have made that statement over and over on this blog. If you go somewhere where men may have sex, even where there is a good track record that sex will likely happen, you just don’t know if it will. Half the fun. And the frustration. On this Saturday afternoon, I don’t think it could have gotten any better… I go into the straight side. I really do seem to like straight porn when I go out, maybe as I have nothing but gay porn at home. I sit to the side. A cub on the edge of turning into a bear is on his knees giving head across the aisle from me. I watch him work. He is totally committed to cock. The cock he wants to explode deep in his throat. The guy he is sucking is likely older than I am, with a nice, slightly curved dick. I watch the cub finally pull off the dick and nuzzle the hairy balls sticking out of the guy’s fly. The groan from the man being licked is sexier than anything on the screen. A guy I have fucked in the past comes in. He makes a bee line to me. He goes right to his knees and starts sucking without even checking in as to whether I want him to do so. It feels good, but he’s using his hand way more than his mouth. I ask him to stop with the fist. He sighs. He does it, begrudgingly. I sigh, too. But in contentment. It feels much better now without his rough palm wrapped around my cock. And the cub across the aisle is back to sucking cock, giving me additional visual stimulation. “Fuck me?” My guy pulls off my cock and looks up at me. It’s not really a question, more of a demand. I have been sitting here for all of three and a half minutes. I tell him I will be happy to fuck him a little later. He goes back to my dick, but without as much energy now. The cub across the way gets the load. The man he’s doing can’t stop panting and grunting out his pleasure. This makes my guy stop sucking. He stands up to watch. His thick dick, that he’s been stroking as he sucked, is right at face level for me. I give him some reciprocal head. In moments I feel a hot mouth on my cock. I glance down. The cub has crawled from the wilted dick of the guy who just shot, over to my cock. He engulfs it as I continue to suck. This attracts the cross-dressing Latino and an older Mexican. They come over and start working the nipples of the handsome man in my mouth. Soon the Mexican cradles his balls with his weathered hands. He pulls them gently, and the cock comes out of my mouth for him to stroke. I relax and really pay attention to the mouth on my own dick. This guy was born to suck dick. He’s great. The wetness, the suction, the instinctual awareness of pleasure points. I give him my full attention. He is jerking himself as he sucks—but it is never about his needs—it’s really all about whoever is in his mouth. “I’m going to shoot,” says the good-looking guy standing next to me. The hand job has been too much. “In my hand,” grunts the Mexican, but the guy has other ideas. He turns and feeds it to me. The sound of his orgasm, makes my sucker look up at what is happening. He stops sucking. He stands up and drops his pants. “Fuck me!” He turns, showing me his pale, full butt cheeks. I stand up and spit the mouthful of cum into my hand. “I’m using his cum for lube.” I coat my cock with it. The Cub groans out a ‘Yes!’ The two Latinos watch, jerking their own cocks. The guy who gave me the load stops zipping up to watch me fuck with his sperm. “Stick that slimy cock in him,” says the older Mexican with his thick accent. My cock head finds the cub’s pucker. It slips into him easily. He groans at the slickness of the handmade lube. I am all the way inside him in one thrust. My hips have a mind of the their own. I am thrusting hard and fast from the very first. The cub staggers a little. I grab his hips. The cross-dressing Latino moves in front of him so he can grab on to him for balance. I fuck into him like a man possessed. And he’s loving it. “Use me. Fuck me hard, Daddy…” I will myself to slow down. But I can’t. Not at first, but I finally do. I pull out. Cum is dripping from his ass. “Look at that,” says the Mexican. I go to my knees. I begin licking up the cum. I catch the drip that is clinging to his ass crack hair just before it falls. I lick up his whole crack. I dig my tongue into his hole. The Mexican is now talking filth in Spanish to the other Latino. I get the sense that he’s never seen a man felch before. I slurp loudly and moan, as I swallow some of the load that had already been in my mouth before it coated his ass. I keep licking until the Mexican touches my shoulder. “I fuck.” I pull away, my beard coated in cum. The Mexican moves into place. His small dick grazes the wet, hairy ass crack. He shoots before he can get inside. He instantly pulls away. Still on my knees, I move back to licking his ass—but now I’m reverse felching. I am sticking the Mexican’s cum up the cub with my tongue. He can feel what I’m doing. He groans. “Fuck that cum into me. Deep.” I can barely tear myself away from licking his cummy ass. Eventually, I stand. I smear my cock with what cum is still clinging to his hairy crack. And I fuck it into him. “Fuck!” I groan. It’s like I’ve used a multi load devil’s dick on him, he is so full. He is awash with seed. I fuck. The room fills with the squishy sound his ass makes with each of my thrusts. Over and over. I fuck him hard. I have a quick felch break—and I know I’m going to load him. Never mind that I have only been here for 20 minutes. It’s not going to get any better today. “You want my load?” I am panting, rearing up, my face covered in the escaping cum. My cock plows into him before he can answer. “Yes, Sir,” he grunts out in rhythm with my thrusts. “All that you have.” My hand comes up to my beard. I coat my fingertips and put them in my mouth. And I’m there. I shoot, stream after stream, into him. At least three volleys. Maybe four. And a dribble. All inside. I collapse on his back, holding him along with the Latino. After what seems like an eternity, I slip my cock out of him…and go to my knees… “Don’t worry,” I tell him. “I’ll leave enough inside you for the next guy to use…” * We talked after. He gave me a name and number. Teddy will be back in these pages. The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Only 25 Minutes...and so much cum... April 10, 2024

Grand Rapids—March, 2024 (Picking up where we left off…see the previous post) The moment I say it, coming up from licking the Host’s ass, Latin Top pulls him around by the hips and sinks his long dick into him. The Host groans out his pleasure. Tall Top slides into the Young Cub. I am still on my knees from rimming the Host. Latin Top’s ass is right there. Careful not to break his rhythm, I make my tongue connect with his hole on the back stroke. He grunts his approval, and even slows his fuck speed, bending a little to give me better access. I dig in, eating his hole and licking his balls, that are smashed up against the Host’s ass. I come up for air and he resumes fucking. Then he pulls his cock out of the Host and presents it to my eager mouth. I clean the juices off him. “Now you fuck him.” I stand up and do just that. His fingers caress my ass as I fuck. I fuck harder—and then pull out. He goes to his knees and cleans my dick just as eagerly as I did his. The Host pivots around and licks my balls at the same time. Partners are changed. I let Latin Top fuck the Young Cub on all fours. The Host worms his way under the cub so he can suck his dick at the same time. I fall into a 69 with the Tall Top… * Tall Top is back inside the Host. He lies there from where I left him and the Host is riding his wet cock. They are lost in their own world. Latin Top and I take Young Cub back to the sling. I go first. Rim and fuck and let the other top clean me up. Then he rims and fucks the cub and I clean him. It’s my turn to fuck. I go to my knees to eat out Young Cub’s juicy hole. He is making lube like crazy. Coconut oil is everywhere. Not to mention all that precum of ours. I groan as my tongue finds it all. I feel the movement beside me rather than see it. Latin Top has joined me on his knees. I move aside so he can have a taste. He moans just as deeply as he laps up the combined juices. He pulls out and pulls me towards him. We kiss. There is a mirror suspended from the ceiling. Young Cub watches us make out, sharing all the juices from his thoroughly fucked ass. “Fuck, that’s hot…” he whispers. We break the kiss and I go back in for more. This time, Latin Top holds me in place. I quite like the feel of his big hand on the back of my head as I slurp up more ass juice. But I need to catch a breath. I try to—and can’t. It is an interesting mix of panic and heightened excitement. Just as I am about to push away more forcefully, he lets me go and pulls me into another sloppy kiss… * We are back to fucking Young Cub in the sling. Whoever is not in his ass is standing to the side making the cub lick their dick clean. Suddenly, there is a gasp from the bedroom. Tall Top has just shot. We all want to be there. The Host lies, exhausted and panting, on one side of the bed. Latin Top is there first. He dives into the Host’s hole. I clean up Tall Top. Young Cub stands to the side jerking his cock. “Let me fuck him.” Latin Top moves aside. We all watch Young Cub pull the Host onto his knees. His slightly above average cock slides into the cummy hole. “You want more cum?” he grunts out. “Load me,” pants the Host. “Give it to me.” It takes no time at all. Young Cub shoots a load that just keeps on coming, making him shake. The moment he pulls out, two things happen. Latin Top bends Young Cub over and begins to fuck him ruthlessly. The Host pulls me down to lie on the bed—and he sits on my face. My tongue finds his puffy ass lips and parts them. Instantly, I get a drip of cum in my mouth. He pushes a little. Now it is a stream. A steady drip. My cock is rock hard as I eat the mix of two men’s seed from the Host’s hot ass. As much as I would like to watch Latin Top load Young Cub, I am right where I want to be. I hear the cum shot instead of see it. The Host rolls off my face. “Go eat some more.” He goes for Latin Top’s cock and clean him up and I dive into Young Cub’s slick ass crack. “Eat my load!” Latin Top rasps out. I taste it, but it’s deep with that long dick of his. I rear back and fuck in it instead. “Fuuuuuck…” moans Young Cub. “Churn that load,” from the Host, pulling off the spent dick in his mouth. I fuck. Hard. Fast. Ready to shoot. And I do. I gasp and hold on to his hips. I can’t move for a long time. The other three go downstairs. “Stay,” I whisper in the cub’s ear. He’s not going anywhere. I slide out and move down. I have truly churned the loads and my big flared cock head has dragged them out. I lick and swallow. My cock will not go down. I jerk it as I lick him out. And I suddenly think there is more. I take a hit of his poppers—and push inside. I spray more cum into his overused hole… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Night of the Long Dicks (A Cummy Conclusion) March 25, 2024

Grand Rapids—February, 2024 (This picks up right where we left off with Part One…) The hot young man with the slender dick is on his knees. He is servicing three men who stand around him. He goes from one dick to the next. And the next. The guys make room for me to join them. By the next round, he includes me, murmuring “Look at Daddy’s big dick…” before he swallows me down. I groan as the young man’s lips hits my pubes, deep throating me effortlessly. I look at the other men waiting their turn to get back in his mouth. The guy to my left is an athletic looking guy in his early 40’s. Just as I’m making a mental note of this guy, he reaches out and guides the young man’s head to his short, but thick, cock. I watch the young man really open wide to take this guy. “Suck him good.” It’s the next guy in line to be serviced. He is likely mid-30’s, with a rather gangly body and a shaved head. He is in a jock with a nice hard cock jutting out from behind the folds of the pouch. The last guy is an older bear. He is very hairy with a short dick, that keeps dripping precum all the time. As I am standing next to him, my finger swipes across his dick and I bring it to my mouth, making him grin. The young man pivots again. In a matter of minutes, he works around the whole group. He stands. The athletic guy takes his place. All of us take turns in his mouth. When he stands, I go to my knees. I taste all four men. The Athletic Guy replaces me on his knees. He is determined to get the young man with the long thin cock off. I want him to breed Osvaldo. But the Athletic Guy wins. “I’m gonna shoot,” moans the young man. And he does. Athletic Guy swallows his load greedily. When he pulls off him, I bend to lick the last drop oozing from that long dick. The spent young man and the Athletic Guy go off. Shaved Head bends to suck on the Bear. I move around and kneel so I can lick Shaved Head’s hot ass as he blows the Bear. This excites the bigger guy almost as much as the mouth on his dick. “Lick his sweet ass, man,” he moans. I get him good and wet. He occasionally grinds back on my face as he sucks the dick. And Osvaldo arrives. He stands next to us, his hand kneading the front of his designer jock. I keep rimming for a moment before I stand. “Get on the fuck bench,” I tell him. Osvaldo is more than ready. He jumps up on it. They other two guys watch as I eat Osvaldo for the first of what will be countless times tonight. The Bear moves around and feeds Osvaldo his cock. Shaved Head stands next to me and murmurs “Eat his ass. That tongue is so good!” Osvaldo grunts something around the dick in his mouth. I stand up and fuck him. Faster and harder than I really mean too. He takes it. And loves it. Even pulling off the dick in my mouth to tell me to fuck him harder. The bench is not a good one. It’s hard and makes the bottom be at odd angles. Osvaldo asks to move to the sling as he’s really uncomfortable. We do. The Bear accompanies us. Now he just works Osvaldo’s nips as I eat his freshly fucked ass—and fuck it again. * We are in his room. He has a big double bed tonight. He is between my legs and filming himself sucking me. Then he props the phone up to his backpack and films himself sitting on my wet and leaking cock. I take a turn, holding the camera as I fuck him from behind. Then he films me eating his ass. Finally, I tell him I need to not be thinking about the filming but the fucking. I open the door and fuck him bent over the bed. Three or four men stop at different times to watch us rut, but no one is brave enough to come inside. We decide to go up to the medical exam table where we have had luck before with men using his him—not just watching us. It’s a dark corner of the bathhouse—and it does the trick. The moment he bends over the table and I begin eating out his freshly fucked hole a man arrives and sticks a dick in his mouth. This is my cue to stand up and fuck. The guy, a thick daddy around my age, is turned on by this. He has to pull out of Osvaldo’s mouth to keep from cumming. “You want to put that load in his ass?” The guy can’t believe his luck. I pull out and he comes over. His cock disappears in between Osvaldo’s butt cheeks. I move around and Osvaldo cleans my cock. “Holy fuck…” the guy is moaning. And shooting into Osvaldo. I move around. He refuses my offer to clean his dick. But he stays long enough to see me sink my cock into Osvaldo’s now cummy hole. I love the new slickness. I fuck him. And make him clean the excess cum off my cock. Another man, younger and thinner, arrives. He only uses Osvaldo’s mouth. But he loves watching me fuck while he gets head. He saves his load. An older guy comes in. He watches. The sight of our fuck gets him hard. He let’s Osvaldo suck him. I keep fucking Osvaldo’s cummy ass. We break and go our separate ways. Osvaldo knows that some men won’t fuck him in front of me. He goes off to his room and leaves the door open while he is ass up on the bed. I go to the sling. The man who was on the bench when I first arrived is now in the sling. He’s in his 40’s and in good shape, with a lush head of dark hair. His ass looks even hotter cradled by the leather of the sling than it did on the bench. I go over and eat his butt. “Can you taste the load?” he murmurs. Honestly, I can’t. But it makes me work even harder on his slightly puffy hole. Finally, I stand up to fuck. I slide into him. My cock head feels the warmth—the guy, whoever he was, shot deep. I idly wonder if the hot young man with the long, slender dick had a second load in his nuts. I fuck. And fuck. Until the guy asks for a break. Osvaldo arrives, just as he is getting out of the sling. “I have a load, Daddy,” he announces. He hops in the sling. I can taste this one. It’s dribbling out of him. I lick it up and push it back in. The dark-haired guy hasn’t gone anywhere. He is watching me do to Oswaldo what I just did to him. I stand up and fuck. The dark-haired guy’s eyes are riveted to my cock as it saws in and out. He drops his towel. He is now hard. He moves closer. Osvaldo cranes around so he can suck the guy’s cock. I pick up the pace. I am slamming into Osvaldo’s ass. “I’m gonna shoot. Let me load him for you…” I step back. The dark-haired guy moves quickly and plunges his average cock into Osvaldo. He is just in time. He groans and unloads, his whole body shaking as his cock spews out cum. He slowly pulls out. He lets me lick up a drop that is oozing out of him. He moves to let Osvaldo do the real cleaning as I kneel and felch his load. I am so hungry for it; I swallow it down. I stand up and slide inside. There is so much semen in his ass now. I fuck—and suddenly I am there, too, spewing my load into Osvaldo. He takes his mouth off the cock in front of him and turns to look at me. “Remember what you promised…” he blurts out. I just nod. I am breathless and can’t begin to put words together. I rock in place, moving my cock slightly, reveling in the feel of yet another load in him. My plumbing connects. I hold still and begin to piss. Osvaldo’s eyes get big. He can feel the heat and the weight. Last time I pissed his hole here he ran to the shower and filmed himself squirting it out. Tonight, I have other plans. I let my bladder empty. I pull out gingerly, keeping it all in his ass. I kneel. Osvaldo groans. He knows what I want. He sends a spurt of piss, mixed with all that cum, into my mouth. And another. And yet one more…making my cock drool the remnants of my load onto the floor… * Osvaldo texted me later. He still had a ton of piss in him after I stopped drinking. He filmed it again—another geyser erupting out of his hole. He stayed on after I left—and took at least three more loads… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Bathhouse Fun, Part Two: "Let Me Load Him For You" March 14, 2024

I can't believe what a pig I have become, but the act of eating my load and those of others out of a freshly fucked ass has become a ritual. It started with a fuck bud who is able to cum almost at will and keep going. Several play dates ago he was on top of me 69, blowing me while I rimmed him and sucked his dick. He said he had to cum and I was happy for him to do so in my mouth. I returned it to his ass and then bred him. After that was over I had him lick my cock ATM and then I suggested that he squat over me and shit his cum into my mouth. He gladly did so and came again, while I jerked off with the sloppy mess. So, last week he invited me to a group he was hosting and three other guys and I played very hot where ultimately, we all fucked our loads into his ass. The other guys eventually left and he asked if I wanted to eat him, to which of course I said yes. Again, Matt squatted over my mouth and shit a huge volume of semen, ass juice, leftover lube and spit into my mouth while I sucked on his big swollen ass lips and shoved my tongue deep inside. My mouth was overflowing with the hot concoction coating my throat, in my nostrils and all over my face. So twisted, so hot, so nasty. He has suggested another party soon and I can't wait.

My boy and I have been together for seven years and have amazing sex. He's an insatiable piggy bottom who lets me cream his tight asshole every chance I get. He can bounce up and down it like a champ. We have only played together with other boys once and it was intense. See, we always play bare, and I just thought that he'd make other guys bag it up. Not so. When my boy's best friends from High School, who were now boyfriends, came to the city to visit, we put them up on our sofa bed. We have a small apartment, but the bedroom is separate enough to provide some privacy. First night they were on the sofa bed, we could hear them fucking. It sounded like Ron was really pounding Jonathan's ass hard. My boy got turned on listening and we snuck to the cracked door and watched for a few seconds before he backed up on to my precum-oozing cock. I fucked him in the doorway until I blasted my load up his hole, my cum leaking down his tanned thighs as Ron blasted inside his boy. We quietly closed the door as Jonathan shot his load all over Ron's burly chest. The next morning, our guests headed out to do some sightseeing, while my boy and I hopped on the train for work. We made plans to meet up at a bar and go dancing that night. (I gave them the addresses of some really sleazy adult stores in Hell's Kitchen and Chelsea in case they needed somewhere to go during the day. Don't know if they went.) I wrapped up everything at my office a few hours earlier than usual. I thought I'd head uptown and change before our night out. When I got to the apartment door, I could hear heavy breathing and moans from inside. I remembered we hadn't given our guests a set of keys and thought my boy must have been watching some bareback porn on the TV. Boy was I wrong. Opening the door, I saw my boy, being double penetrated by Ron and Jonathan. Ron was on his back, with Jonathan's sticky cock slamming back and forth into my boy's hole. His jaw dropped when he saw me and pulled off their cocks. The boyfriends laughed as my boy tried to make an excuse. “It's not what it looks like,” he shrieked. I chuckled as I unbottoned my shirt and dropped my trousers. “It looks like a helluva good time to me. Mind if I join in,” I asked. His eyes lit up and I shoved my now-hard cock as far and as roughly as I could down his mouth. I then noticed the lack of ripped condom packages on the bed. No lube either. Fuck, he's giving it up raw again! I thought, “at least time the tops aren't total strangers!” The other boys repositioned and went back to raw tag teaming his sweet hungry hole. I asked them both to tell me when they were close. Ron asked if it was okay to cream my boy's tight hole. I said, “You're both clean right?” He smiled but didn't reply. As his breathing quicken, I shot some of my load down my boy's velvety throat and some on his slutty slack-jawed face. He was in pig heaven. I got down on all fours close to my boy's ass as Ron started to shoot. Jonathan pulled his slimy dick out as Ron creamed my boy's tight hole. That sent Jonathan over the edge and he shot a few spurts on his boyfriend's raw dick before jamming his cock up there too. They both loaded him up real good, then pulled out. I shoved my own cummy cock up his hole and came again after just a few strokes. We were a sweaty mess. Ron said that they had got the idea to try to seduce my boy after a hot Hell's Kitchen gloryhole session. They called my boy at work and asked him to come home early so they could let them in. “So this wasn't the whole reason for coming to the city after all, breeding my boy?,” I asked? “Well now. Jonathan tested POZ this summer and we were going to a breeding party to see if I could take some loads too,” Ron said, rather matter-of-factly. Shit. The last time my boy took another guy's raw load, there was a good chance that it had been POZ. He dodged a bullet that time, but his ass was well-used and torn up. What if it took? My boy asked me, “Will you suck out the cum? That may make safer?” Well, safety was out the window at this point, and when I saw him fingering his sloppy cummy mancunt, I couldn't resist. I fingered out all three loads, felching for all I was worth, jealously swallowing it all, Jonathan's POZ cream, mixed with Ron's and mine. I got hard again and came in Jonathan's hungry mouth. We cleaned up and went dancing, getting horny and sweaty again before heading home and having another delicious fourway. This time, I took Ron's load and perhaps one of my boy's last NEG loads. Hot. Fucking hot.

Well the last few months have been non-stop hookups with several different married daddy groups (3, 4 and 5 ways) and individually with the same guys and other meet ups. When trying to think of the number of loads given and taken, using "new math" the number is multiplied by felching and ATM I've included loads felched and loads sucked off of cocks that have been taken out of well fucked holes, to include in my count. I've included multiple counts for some of the sweet creampie holes that I have consumed where 2-4 loads are packed in there, but I've only counted one load per atm cock sucked off, regardless of how many loads may have been deposited =:-o So, if I do the math this way I come up with 52 over three months. Whew. Of course I'm not counting all of the cum that I have jerked off and eaten, when looking at all of the nasty videos that I have taken of the procedures. Also didn't include the one time I did a line of semen through a straw, although that's a fair consumption. It's been a seriously mad dash to year end.

My Playroom—December, 2023 Zane was due at my place after supper. He had had to do a day of work before he hit the road. I set up the playroom mid-afternoon, ate dinner and napped. I got a text announcing his exit off the expressway, right at the time he’d anticipated arriving. My dick had been half hard thinking about that hairy scent pig spending the night. A few moments later he arrived. We hugged. We chatted. I sent him to the shower after his over three hours in the car. Soon enough, we were down in the playroom. Zane was naked but for a once white jockstrap. He knelt, unasked, in the middle of the room… I close the door. The space heater is on and the whirring sound fills the space, competing with the groans and moans coming from the porn on the television. “Let me suck that cock.” Zane looks right at me. He is just past 30, hairy everywhere he should be and has let his beard become long. I toss my bathrobe at the chair next to the toy rack. My mound of cock swells, contorting the fabric of the pouch. I move so Zane can lean in and lick it. He does, enjoying the taste and the smell of past sex. He frees my balls and licks them. For a long time. My cock is so damn hard and he ignores it. Finally, he untangles it from the pouch and takes it into his mouth. And down his throat. I let him proceed at his own pace. Suddenly he stands up. We kiss. Sharing the taste of my cock on his tongue. He lifts my left arm above my head and proceeds to like my pit. Every inch of it. We kiss—sharing this taste, too. Then the other. And a kiss. I do the same to his pits. Though fresh from his shower, they still hold his natural smell. We kiss once more. Long and passionate. “I really need to eat your ass.” Zane hops up on the fuck bench. He arches his back and his hairy cheeks are spread and ready for me. I kneel and dive in. He grinds his damp ass crack against my face. I eat him out. Hungrily. “Fuck me hard!” I ignore him. I can’t get enough of his butt. I love having him here and all to myself. I don’t have to share with an entire houseful of men. Of course, eventually I do stand up, my cock lubed, ready and dripping precum. I smear the bead of viscid liquid on his hole. Zane moans and I push forward—entering his ass for the first time that night. His head comes up—he watches me in the mirror in front of him as I glide all the way in. I hold for a moment before I begin to fuck. Without even consciously thinking about it, my hips begin to move. My cock saws and in out of his hole. I slow as he takes a hit of poppers. The moment he replaces the cap, I am fucking him at full force. Pounding into his ass. Making him groan and gasp at the strength of my anal assault. Just as suddenly, I pull out. I bring my wet cock to his mouth. He licks me clean. Ravenously. I squat down and we kiss again. Sharing the flavors of his wet ass. I go back and lick his slightly gaping hole. He groans, knowing that at any minute I will stand back up and fuck him every bit as hard… * I am in the sling. Zane loves to rim his daddies. He has licked and spit and done all the rimming tricks I did to him. He now stands and leans across me. We kiss again. I love the taste of my ass as much as he does. The kiss is long and his hardon grinds against my wet hole. We change places. I eat and then fuck him—rimming after each quick fuck. His eyes are always on the mirror above him, watching my tongue or cock split him open. “I really want to ride you.” I help him out of the sling and lie down on the bed. He crawls between my splayed legs and licks my balls again, leaving them even wetter. Now a quick cock cleaning, lapping up any of his stray ass jizz. He crawls up me, his furry chest rubbing against my all but hairless one. We kiss again. He reaches behind him and guides my rigid dick to his hole. He pushes back, impaling himself on my cock. He straightens up and begins to bounce. “Oh, fuck, yeah….” he mumbles. I look up at him. His eyes are now closed, his face contorted. I glance at the big mirror that runs alongside the bed. I love seeing him fuck himself down on me. Every bit as hard as I fucked him on the bench. Suddenly, his eyes open and he’s back to reality. He pulls off my cock. He devours the wet flesh. Once again, we kiss, sharing our bodies’ juices. When we come up for air, I say: “I have something for you.” He looks at me inquiringly. I tell him to hop in the sling while I go get it. When I come back from the freezer, with the cum from the bookstore frozen in the condom, he is lying there, looking excited. “Two loads from the bookstore…” PIC I snip off the knot and peel the latex away from the frozen nugget of semen. I describe the road worker who likes his balls abused—so he can shoot big. I talk about the Voyeur’s long thin cock and how, if he decides to have sex that day, he usually uses my mouth. Zane trembles with the cold—but it slips into his ass easily. My cock follows it. I love how it has cooled his ass. The head of my cock finds the melting chunk of cum deep inside him. I fuck him, slowly. Letting the cum wet his ass and my cock. I pull my coated dick out of him and bring it up to him. “Taste their loads.” He does, cleaning every inch of my erection. “Swallow them—I’ve already had them in my mouth.” When my cock is cum free, I go back to his ass. I lick the tiny trickle of semen dripping out of that slight gape. I stand and sink into him. I lean across his hairy body and feed him the semen I just licked up. A slow dribble into his open mouth. I fuck him hard. Frothing the jizz around this hole as I pull out. I bring my wet dick to his mouth again. He cleans me up before I clean up the sticky mess clinging to his hairy ass. “Rimseat.” I pull it out from where it sits and bring it next to the bed. I go under and Zane sits on it. His ass is wet, but I want the cum that’s still deep inside him. I drill into him. His ass opens—but I get no more than a couple of delicious drops of semen. His ass won’t give it up. I tap his thighs for him to rise. “Back to the sling.” He jumps in. I stick my dick inside him. “You wanted some piss in your ass—well here…” I leave it unfinished as my bladder empties into him. “I’ll wash that damn cum out of you.” My body take over. I begin to fuck him, sloshing with every stroke. I meant for him to sit on my face again, but my cock needs to shoot. Now. I am so close as I fuck in his piss hot hole. “Give it to me!” Zane knows just what’s happening. I fuck a few more strokes and explode. I grab the top of the sling frame for support. Zane grabs his own dick and, in a few strokes, covers his furry abs and chest with his pearly white jizz… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Cum From the Freezer for Zane's Hot Ass December 27, 2023

Near Home—November, 2023 It’s the day before Thanksgiving. I was in the kitchen, making my contribution for the family dinner. I suddenly put down the Pyrex measuring cup and knew I needed to get off. I’d thought about it occasionally during the morning, but put it out of my mind. Now I knew I needed to lighten my balls and be in a better mood around my cousins on the morrow. I finished up quickly, changed my clothes and got in the car. I had second thoughts halfway there. I knew the day after Thanksgiving had always been good, but before? I had no idea if there would be others like me there. The parking lot was pretty sparse, but I went in… The straight theatre has quite a few men in it. I can’t sit at the back or to the side. I sit on a two-person bench that is the row in front of the cocksucker’s seat. I glance around the room. There is no actual sex happening, but there is that ‘feel’ in the room—like it could happen any moment. The door opens. It is the perennial cocksucker who comes here with his partner. He is white, short and bald. And he knows how to treat a cock in his mouth. He sees me, nods and comes over. He is on his knees instantly. He takes me to the root quite effortlessly. A couple of times, actually, before he begins a more traditional sucking. I turn to look at the back wall when I hear a noise. The man in the cocksucker’s chair has noisily opened his water bottle. There are two men standing against the wall kneading their crotches. Obviously, the man in the seat doesn’t suck dick. He ignores them and sips his water. The man on my cock moves to my balls. I moan a little to re-enforce how much I like his wet tongue there. He works harder on them, knowing to lick not suck them into his mouth. His knees soon tire. He braces on my knees to get up. And he goes right out the door. My eyes follow him. I make eye contact with one of the men on the back wall. He nods at me. I nod back. He comes and sits next to me. He is in his 50’s, white and rather striking in appearance. He is also wearing suit pants which seems an odd choice for here. He unzips and pulls out a larger than average dick. His hand reaches for mine. I return the favor. It feels nice and girthy in my fist. Without asking, I just slip to my knees and suck him. He groans the moment my lips touch him. I hear movement, but I’m busy repeating on him what was just done to me. When I look up at him, I see he has the other man from the back wall in his mouth. I’m surprised and rather pleased. But the cock in his mouth is making him lose any kind of cum control he might have had. He is now gushing pre-cum. In moments I swallow his load as his entire body shakes. When I have cleaned him of every last drop, he crams himself back into his suit pants and leaves. The man he is sucking, a wild haired Grizzly Adams-type, looks lost. I simply take his rather small dick into my mouth and get his load, too. I watch the movie. I am sucked once more by the bald man. Now, his partner stands by the door, watching us. My sucker strokes himself this time—but he doesn’t get off. And neither do I. I take a piss and go into the gay theatre. A very old white man is in the cocksucker’s seat—and the only man in the room. I sit to his left, in the corner of the back and side wall. He makes conversation, the moment I pull my dick out. Conversation that is all about my penis size. Soon, he is leaning over and sucking me. He’s good, but the awkward angle is not helping. I stand up to give him better access. I hear the door open. “Well, well…” A hairy cub of a man has entered. He’s white, in his late 30’s and carries his extra weight well. He grins at me—and I now finally find his name. Braydon. We met here. He’s been to the old playroom alone and with others. He is a wonderful cum pig—and I haven’t seen him in forever. (October of 2021, I later find out. That is why I write this blog!) He kneels in front of me. The older man likes the idea of sharing my cock. I fuck Braydon’s mouth. Then the first guy. Back and forth. “You’ve got to fuck me.” Braydon strips to just his socks, tossing his clothes onto a chair. He pulls another chair around and kneels on it. I go to my knees and eat his ass. He groans. The older man whispers encouraging words which end in “Let me see you fuck him!” I stand up and slide in. It’s actually an awkward fuck. Braydon’s hole is a little low with him kneeling. But we all enjoy it. He groans and poppers up. The older man tells us we are “bad boys fucking raw like that.” I keep pumping, my balls slapping onto the generous, hairy ass. We take a break. I actually need to piss again. I check the straight theatre on the way back. It is now empty—but some DP is happening on the screen. I sit and watch. Braydon soon joins me. I am treated to a really sloppy blowjob as I sit there. He stands up, strips and leans over the back of the bench I had first sat on. I eat his hole. Wet and inviting. Soon, I am happily fucking. It is the perfect height now with him bent over and on his feet. The door opens. A Black man I used to see here all the time comes in. He grins at me and whips out his dick. “Feed it to him.” Braydon loves this. What cum pig doesn’t love two dicks in him at the same time? I fuck. The guy in his mouth stands still and let’s Braydon’s head be bounced onto his cock from my fuck. The door opens. A guy looks at us and sits way down front, as far away from us as he can get. I fuck Braydon. The wet sound of his ass competes with the sex sounds coming from the screen. The door opens again. Another man looks at us and moves away. The three of us decide to take it next door. Braydon dresses and goes first with the other man quickly in tow. I hover a for a moment than go over to the gay side. Braydon is already naked and bent over. He has a new man in his mouth. The Black guy is slapping his cock against the wet and hairy hole. He has lost his hardon on the trek over. I go to my knees to see if I can help. He hardens right up. But, so much so, he shoots his load. I save it in my mouth and just spin around, spitting a huge amount of fresh cum on Braydon’s hole. I work it into his ass with my tongue, reverse felching the entire load I sucked out. Braydon is groaning around the cock in his mouth. He knows what I’m doing; he has had me do this before. I stand up and say the words: “I just tongue fucked a huge cum load into your ass.” This is too much for the guy in Braydon’s mouth. He pulls to the side and watches my throbbing cock slide back into Braydon. His already wet mancunt is now sopping wet with the best lube in the world. I fuck. Hard. I am intent on adding more cum to his sloppy hole. “Listen to it,” Braydon groans. The sound of the squishy fuck is filling the small, dark room. The man who shot the load in my mouth has not lost his hardon completely. He sticks his semi-hard cock in Braydon’s mouth. I pull out, kneel and taste the cummy mess. I lick up what I have pulled out with my flared cock head. And it takes me over the edge. I quickly stand up, and slide back in. I fuck every last drop of jizz that is churning in my balls deep into Braydon’s overflowing hole… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Filling Braydon with Cum (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 5, 2023

Chicago—November, 2023 (This picks up right where we left off with Part One…) Zane stands up from the rimseat, moves down and sits on my cock as I lie there. I close my eyes for a moment as he slides down on me. I open them again just as a thick, hairy ass, sits on the seat and blacks out my vision. “Now eat my hole!” My senses are feeling overloaded. Zane is fucking himself hard, making my cock grow thicker as even more blood rushes to it. My tongue can’t get enough of this ruined hole on my face. This guy, whoever he is, gets fucked a lot. My tongue can’t stop exploring him. “You want some cum?” The hole spasms around my tongue as he pushes. I am rewarded with cum dripping into my mouth. “Are you feeding him a load?” I hear Zane ask him as he pauses in his pumping of my cock. Suddenly the guy gets up off my face. At the same moment, Zane stands up, too. The men switch. Zane sits on the seat. I see the other guy, an older, white leather guy with biker-type tats settles onto my cock. Then I see nothing but Zane’s hairy ass. “Push some of the cum in your mouth up my ass.” Honestly, I have swallowed it all, but I am happy to lick deeply, tasting how my cock has gotten his ass juicing. The leather guy on my dick is bouncing as if he were Zane’s age. Suddenly, he pulls off and, just as suddenly, I feel a mouth on my cock. It has to be the same guy—likely slurping up more of the load that was in his ass and is now coating my cock. Zane stands up. “Let’s go upstairs. The three of us.” We go up a floor. The sling is empty, though the bed, at the other end of this small room, has three couples on it, rutting in various positions. Zane gets in the sling first. I eat his hole and fuck him, while the rugged leather guy has his sizable dick in Zane’s mouth. Then the two of us switch. Leather Guy fucks Zane and I get my cock cleaned. I watch the thick dick filling Zane’s hole. I move down and kneel to get a better view. Leather Guy pulls out and fucks my mouth a couple of strokes before continuing to plow Zane. I am just about to get up, when he pulls out and does it again. This time I stand and go to Zane. I lean and kiss him, spitballing the juices that are in my mouth, of me, Leather Guy’s dick and his own ass. Zane gurgles happily and pants. Leather Guy is up next in the sling. I fuck him first with Zane feeding him. We switch. Then Zane and I kneel together and take turns licking the hole we both just fucked. We end up kissing each other a lot in between… “Now it’s your turn.” I get in the sling. Zane eats my hole as I suck on Leather Guy’s dick. Zane passes me his poppers. I take a hit. His tongue now feels incredibly deep in my hole. Leather Guy moves down to replace Zane. He eats me out roughly. Really roughly. He stands. His dick bounces on my exposed balls. It’s all too obvious he wants to fuck me. But he doesn’t—he moves off to the bed. Zane pulls out of my mouth and rims me once more, soothing my hole from the previous oral assault… * My face is buried once again in the ass of the guy who started the evening in neon green underwear. We are fucking on the huge bed in the basement. I have watched him a number of times throughout the night. He is truly versatile—and has fucked as many men as have fucked him. Now his ass is mine for the next ten minutes. I lick and fuck and lick again. When we break, he points to a well-built Black guy on the other side of the bed. He is taking a terrific pounding by one of the hosts. “Have you fucked him yet?” he asks. “Not tonight, but I did in August.” “He has the biggest cock here.” “I remember.” “He gets pounded all night and fucks some lucky guy just as the party is ending and he finally wants to get off.” I smile and nod. I watch the host pull out. The bottom spins and cleans his cock. “Go fuck him,” says neon shorts. “As the guy with the next biggest cock, you two deserve each other.” I slap him playfully on his butt. But I go over. This guy is gym built. His butt is hard and hairy. He looks over his shoulder and grins at me. He remembers me, too. I kneel and stick my tongue in his ass. I lick. Now I fuck him. Hard and long. “Let me roll over.” I pull out and he rolls onto his back. There is that massive cock. At least an inch bigger than me—and pierced at the tip. It’s drooling precum. I lick it up—and shove my tongue in his hole. He groans and calls me a “Dirty fucker.” I fuck him again, looking into his handsome face. I can sense men watching me. And waiting their turn. I pull out. But we reconnect throughout the night… * I see another pair of men I had played with in August. It is the slim and tiny-boned FTM and his cis-gendered partner. A tall man is eating out the front hole of the smaller man while he is cradled in the arms of his partner. I watch and stroke a little. The partner sees me and grins. When the tall guy gets up, I move in. “You’re here!” They are genuinely excited to see me again. We move to the sling. I help the smaller guy in. His partner stands at his head, holding him as I kneel to eat his front hole. I find his T-cock. First with my tongue, then my hand as my tongue explores his wet hole. Between my hand and my tongue, I give him an orgasm before I stand up to fuck. I slide in. He’s super wet. I love looking at his face as he takes all of me. Even the partner’s eyes get big as I glide into him. I feel like I am filling him completely. The look on his face tells me I am giving him just what he wants. “Fuck him hard,” the partner croaks out. I do, making the chains rattle. Other men stop by to watch. One of them gives the small guy a dick to suck as I fuck. But the movement of the sling is too much—and I’m not slowing my thrusting so he can have two at once. I fuck. I go to my knees and lick up all the juices. I stand up, lean across him and dribble them from my mouth to his eager one. I think his partner could shoot just watching us do this. I fuck him once more. This time I tell his partner to eat his front hole so he can taste me… * I am deep in anonymous ass. This guy has been butt up, head buried under a pillow, for the whole party. Men have fucked him all night. It’s my turn. His hole is wet. He has good skills in milking cock. But I do miss seeing his face respond to my fuck. Zane taps me on the shoulder. “I just got loaded. You want it…???” The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Return to the House Party: Using All Those Asses (Part Two) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 22, 2023

Chicago—November, 2023 (This picks up right where we left off…) I am deep in anonymous ass. This guy has been butt up, head buried under a pillow, for the whole party. Men have fucked him all night. It’s my turn. His hole is wet. He has good skills in milking cock. But I do miss seeing his face respond to my fuck. Zane taps me on the shoulder. “I just got loaded. You want it…???” I grunt an affirmative. I pull out of the anonymous guy. My hand goes to the back of Zane’s head. I guide his face into the wet butt of the man I’ve just been fucking. He eats the hole, hungrily. It also makes him bend—presenting his hairy ass to me. I kneel and slurp at his hole. I am rewarded with a tiny drop of someone’s cum. I attack his hole with a hard tongue, thrusting it deep. A get a few more drips. I want more. I stand up and fuck him. This pushes his face into the anonymous butt with each stroke. Zane groans. The other man groans. I grunt, pull out and am treated to a flow of semen out of Zane’s butt. I kneel quickly, to catch it all on my tongue… * I stay in the basement. I am treated to ass of every age and every color. There is a man, in great shape, but older than I, in the sling. He closes his eyes in and revels in my thrusts. There is young Latino with a generous, hooded cock lying on his back on the bed. He is holding hands with another bottom as they both get fucked. I love watching his dick move with my pumping. I am making it drool. I mop it up and smear his precum on my dick as I fuck. There is the hot, hung Black man I’d fucked earlier. This time he’s on his back, so I can watch his handsome face as takes my long dicking. There is a young Italian looking man, with an incredible mane of black hair. He is on all fours. He has just arrived, very late to the party, but has already taken four men up his ass. I am the fifth. He groans and tells me to fuck him hard—he’s about to cum. I do what he asks. I slam into his hairy ass cheeks. He groans and fires off an enormous load on the black sheets of the bed. I wipe it up and smear it all over my cock. Next to us. the short FTM guy is ass up on the bed, taking his partner’s cock. I move over to them, my cock glistening with the just shot load on it. The partner pulls out, I ask if I can fuck him again. “Do me first. I’ve only seen you fuck,” says the partner. He kneels. I eat his ass for just a moment. I stand up and tell him I have the Italian’s load smeared all over my cock. “Fuck him with it,” chimes in the FTM. “Yes, give me your dick.” I enter him for the first time ever. The extra cum makes me slide in easily. The guy takes my dick like a champ. His tiny partner watches in awe. Soon he kneels next to him. His ass up, mirroring his partner. They kiss. I take the opportunity to pull out and fuck the front hole of the FTM. Both of them groan. I fuck just a few strokes and then go back to his partner. “Give it to us both…” I do. Back and forth. Repeatedly. One arm each is wrapped around the other as they share my dick and the Italian’s cum. I only stop when they both pant that they can’t take any more. I pull out. Both stand and kiss me, thanking me, before they begin to make out with each other… * I find Zane at the sling. He is eating the ass of a top daddy I’ve seen working the room all night. “You know I love top ass,” he grins. I nod. “Oh, I shot my load in ____.” He names a man we both know, though I have not seen him here tonight with the full house. I smile. I know he can still take dick after cumming. He goes back to work on the top’s butt and I look around the basement. It is not quite so crowded now. Men are getting off and going upstairs for food. The handsome and hung Black man I have fucked at least twice makes eye contact with me. I nod. He nods and gets in the other sling on the far side of the room. I go over. “Give me some more of that great dick.” I don’t answer, I just kneel between his raised legs and eat his hole once again. I can taste cum. He’s been busy, helping all those hungry boys get up to the buffet table. I keep the jizz on my tongue so I can poke it back into him. Though some I drool down onto my dick. I stand up and fuck my glistening dick into him. He grunts. He grabs his huge, PA-ed cock and jerks it to my fucking. I am fucking him harder now. My hips seem to have a mind of their own. I slow down for a moment as he takes a hit of poppers. He hands me the open bottle. I take a hit without thinking about it. I hand it back to him. He caps the bottle as the fumes hit me. Fuck! I begin pummeling his ass. I am sure I am going to blow my load. I can’t stop thrusting. In an effort to keep it for Zane, I pull out and lick his hole. Damn, this makes my balls tighten up even more. Cum is oozing out of him. I lick it up and swallow. I stand up. I am driven to fuck. I slide in and almost instantly I am shooting my load. Replenishing the jizz I have eaten out of him. I shake and hold onto the chains. He reaches for me and I let go, collapsing on his muscled torso. He holds me tight and whispers into my ear that he is so glad to finally get my cum… The original can be found here: From My Side of the Sling: Return to the House Party: Cum Everywhere (Conclusion) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 24, 2023

Indianapolis—November, 2023 I had one last day to myself before two heavy work days and the drive home. The bathhouse seemed the logical place to go as I had had such a good variety of sex (and men) there. I took off, driving into town, a slightly different way. I got there a little earlier than somedays, just after noon. It was a Thursday. A good number of cars were in the parking lot. I got my locker and stripped down to jock, boots and wrist band. I tucked the lube in the waistband of the jock. Next to me was a good-looking white guy, somewhere over 40. He had maintained his long-ago gym worked body quite nicely. He had sandy colored hair, cut short, and very blue eyes that were riveted to my dick as it got tucked into the pouch. He headed upstairs, once a towel was wound around his waist. I followed… I check the small porn room. One large man is there, staring blankly at the screen. I continue to the big porn viewing area, the one with the padded floor. The door is propped open. The large screen is on but it is just glowing black. It makes the room totally dark. I carefully find my way to the bench at the back. I can just make out an empty space and sit between two men. I think it’s the sandy-haired guy to my right. I can’t tell anything about the guy to my left. I hear a blow job happening in the darkest corner. I take out my cock and get it fully hard. A man comes in and goes toward Sandy-Hair, though I doubt he can see him. I hear them connect. The new guy goes to his knees to suck S-H. “You can stroke my cock but not suck it.” I sigh. I won’t be headed there. But I have an anonymous mouth on me right now. Whoever is to my left, has leaned down to suck me. It’s a lousy angle, so I turn towards him, trying to help. He sucks me for another moment, then gets up and sticks his cock into my face instead. I have no idea who I’m sucking—and I don’t care. There are now three of us sucking dick and the guy, I guess, giving S-H a hand job. All in the dark, not seeing much of anything but shadowy outlines. From the direction of the darkest corner, I hear “Eat me out, man. I want your dick…” This turns on the guy who is in my mouth. He begins fucking my face. I soon am swallowing a thick, viscous load. He pulls out of my mouth with no cleaning. A new dick is shoved my way. The guy I got off leaves as I suck the new guy. Eventually, I hear S-H get up and his stroker goes with him. I keep sucking. My eyes are adjusting. I can see the shape, at least, of the man in my mouth. He is well built, and my free hand discovers his hairy chest as I work to find a nipple to tweak. I hear the couple wanting to fuck leave. The guy in my mouth begins pumping into me. I think I’m getting another load, but he pulls out with a “I don’t want to cum yet.” We walk out together. It’s fun, in the light, to find him as hot as he felt. I go down the steps thinking I am on my way to the sauna or steam room, towel on my shoulder “Hey!” It’s a blond man, white, gym built and anywhere from 35 to 45. “That’s some dick.” He touches it, sliding his fingers lightly over the wetness. My jerking while I sucked has left me sticky. “You fuck?” “Of course.” He grins and leads me to his room in the basement. He’s sprung for an expensive one with a double bed, porn on the television and a large mirror on the wall. He asks me to sit on the end of the bed. I do. He kneels. I watch him and his reflection in the mirror. He gives me some very good head. He loves dick—and you can tell with every flick of his tongue. “You’re even bigger than I thought,” he says, coming up for air. “Will you let me sit on it?” Then as an afterthought, “Sir.” I nod. I grease up and lay back, my legs still dangling over the foot of the bed. Blond Boy reaches for his own lube and smears some on his asshole—an asshole I have not even seen, much less licked. He adjusts himself over me and sinks down on my cock. He takes me easily. He bottoms out and instantly starts bouncing on me. The act of impaling himself has loosened his tongue. He begins a filthy litany of what my raw cock is doing to his fuck tunnel. He goes on and on—and ends with “Fuck, you can do anything you like with me…” His legs soon tire from the bounce. He pulls off me. With no urging, he instantly sucks his ass juices off my cock. “Good, boy,” I tell him, “Now get on your knees. No, at the edge of the bed. I want to feast on your ass…” He moves. I kneel on the floor and do just what I have said. His ass is incredibly wet. I wonder if he has a load in him. I finally wonder out loud, but he swears he hasn’t. I lick and tongue and poke into him as deeply as I can. I stand up and move to the mirror. “I want you to see my cock going into that hot ass.” I have him bend, hands against the wall for support, his body running parallel with the mirror. He looks into the mirror, over his left arm. I kneel behind him and he watches me bury my face in him once more. Then I stand, slapping my engorged dick on his butt. I push in. He yelps and his eyes go wide. Now he can’t take his eyes off the mirror as I fuck him. Hard and fast. I stop once to eat his hole once more, but go back to plowing into him. I fuck. “Now clean my cock.” He spins and licks up all our combined juices. “Will you cum in me, Sir?” “You want me to?” “Fuck, yes.” “Yeah—I want to load your butt. But let’s not do it here.” He agrees that the sling is the place for him. We go up two floors. I get him in. I eat his ass. His moans draw in an older man who plays with Blond Boy’s nipples. I stand up and fuck. The older guy backs away and out the door. We really want to be alone anyway. We can’t stop looking into each other’s eyes—seeing in them the hunger for the other man. It’s electric. And working on my cock. I have only spent maybe 90 minutes here today, but I know this is the ass to take my load. I think I knew it the moment he touched me in the stairwell. I fuck him hard and fast. He gasps. His cock half erects—and then goes down again with the pounding. It is drooling precum like a faucet. I smear some onto my fingers and wipe it on my cock. Blond Boy groans. I wipe up more and stick my fingers in his mouth. He sucks them ravenously, pulling them into his mouth until he gags. His ass spasms with the gag, squeezing down on me in his ass. It's my turn to groan. I pull out and eat his hole until I think I’m going to shoot. I stand and slip in. I fire off two or three rounds of sperm—but with very little feeling from me, just one deep guttural groan. I stop fucking and go to my knees. “Fuckin’ felch it,” Blond Boy groans out as my tongue invades him. My cock is raging. It needs to properly take me over the edge. The taste of my cum is doing just that. I swallow some sperm down and am ready to explode this time. I stand up and push my cock into his incredibly wet hole. It pumps into him and I begin the gut wracking intense orgasm, the kind that leaves me breathless… I empty my balls into him. Every last drop. I collapse onto him. Blond Boy holds me in place. My eyes have watered now it was so intense. We stay like that for a long time. I don’t trust myself to move. I do, of course. I slip out and go to my knees. I stop the avalanche of cum pouring out of him with my tongue. “Let me taste it, Sir.” I come up for air and snowball the mouthful of my seed to his open mouth… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Fuckin' Felch It!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 14, 2023

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

Near Home—September, 2023 You never know what you will stumble on when you go to the bookstore. (That is certainly some of the attraction for me.) It was the first Sunday afternoon of September, and it proved to be a visit where everything fell into place—and I got to indulge in so many of the things I love to do… The parking has a quite a few cars in it. A good sign. I go into the straight theatre and sit along the wall. I unbutton my pants and pull out my hardening cock. There is action beginning behind me as a guy in the cocksucker’s seat gives what sounds like a very wet blow job. Others men, scattered around the room, are stroking either to the porn or the sound of the action happening behind them. There is a noisy climax from the guy being sucked. They both leave. I stand up, dick swaying, and move to the cocksucker’s seat. Almost instantly a younger man is by my side. I recognize him. He is Black, in his mid 30’s and tallish, with a medium build. He pulls out his very small, limp cock and offers it to me. I know from experience I can get him hard. The moment he is in my mouth the door opens. He pulls out of my mouth and shoves himself into his jeans. The guy who entered is white, also in his mid 30’s and beefier. He has a shaved head—and I know I’ve seen him before but I can’t place what we did with each other. Until he sees me, that is, and makes a beeline to my exposed cock. He kneels, unzipping his trousers, and goes to work on my hard dick. The first man feels brave enough to stick his dick back in my mouth. The guy on his knees is great. He sucks my dick like he hasn’t had a cock in his mouth for ages. He remembers my balls and licks them until they are dripping. As he moves back to my dick, I see his. It’s just about the same size as mine. The guy in my mouth gives up—his dick is being stubborn today. He jerks his flaccid cock while watching the man groan and slobber over me. I concentrate and squeeze down, which makes my cock head flare. This makes the man sucking me work harder. And stroke himself faster. Suddenly he rises up and sticks his thick, long cock into my mouth—just as he starts to shoot. I swallow repeatedly. He groans and shakes as the orgasm takes control of him. He let’s me clean him up, likely as I have his balls in my grip. “That was hot to do again,” he whispers as I let go. (And it was a replay of just what we did when we met—only I had to tell him I swallowed that first time.) The Black guy moves away too, incensed that his dick won’t cooperate. A tall white man around my age moves closer. He offers me his semi-hard cock to suck. He groans, but never gets any harder. Also leaning on the wall is a very short Mexican in his 40’s. He strokes, looking only at the screen, totally ignoring us. The tall guy keeps groaning like I am giving him some great head, but his cock never truly stiffens. He finally thanks me and moves off. “You suck?” It’s the Mexican. I nod and he sticks an average sized dick in my mouth with a ton of foreskin. The moment I have worked it all back with my tongue, and I lick his cockhead, he explodes. Repeatedly. It’s a huge amount of semen. I clean him up and he squeezes my shoulder as he pulls out… * We are in the back corner of the gay cinema, behind the door. I am sucking the long thin cock of the Black guy who is sometimes looking and sometimes happier as a voyeur. He is enjoying my mouth. But the door opens and he steps away from me. A gorgeous Black man enters. He is around 30, gym built and has a bubble butt to die for. He moves into the room, around the slight bend, disappearing from our range of vision. “I know him,” whispers Long and Thin. “He’s my trainer.” “Do you ‘know’ him…???” I leave the question dangling. He shakes his head. Grinning. The hot guy finds no one to his liking out there. He moves into our corner. He nods at us—and goes to his knees. He starts with me, grunting his pleasure, as his mouth fills with cock. The Voyeur is not sure how to react, but the hot guy decides for him—he switches from my cock to his. Back and forth. In pig heaven and moaning as he does it. Suddenly he stands up. He is wearing spandex biker shorts. He pulls them down. A third man has come into our space from the room proper, a 50-ish white man, his cock hard. Hot Guy bends to suck him, which thrusts his bare ass right at me. I actually hesitate for a moment. Then I go to my knees and begin rimming. The moment my tongue enters him I know that he does want my cock up here. I get him very wet, pulling his ebony mounds apart. He groans around the dick in his mouth. “Fuck him!” hisses Voyeur. I stand up and slide in. Hot Guy is now being spit roasted. He moans once more—and pulls off the dick in his mouth to concentrate of his ass. And the damned door opens. He can barely move enough to let the guys in. But it’s the perfect men who enter. The thick set Black top who is so good at recruiting men from the arcade for us to fuck comes in first and he is followed by the former football guy (who’s white) I often fuck—and who I lately fucked another guy so he could experience felching. Both of them instantly have their dicks out. I move us around a little so Hot Guy can suck the Recruiter. On his own, he moves his mouth over to include Ex-Footballer, too. The addition of the two men has really made the scene superhot. I really think I could cum. I begin to groan out my orgasm. “Don’t,” says Hot Guy and pulls off me. Does he not take loads? Or does he not want me to cum yet? Hot Guy turns and offers his ass to Recruiter. He fucks him. Then Ex-Footballer fucks him. Hot Guy sucks either my dick or Voyeur’s as they rail him. Hot Guy turns again, offering his ass to Voyeur, who refuses. I move to go again, but Hot Guy moves back to Recruiter. They fuck—and I just know that Recruiter is going to cream him. Hot Guy knows it, too; he pulls his mouth off me and says “No…” But it’s too late. Recruiter is bucking into his ass. Breeding him deep and long. He marinates for a minute—and then pulls out. Ex-Footballer is there…with his face plastered into the wet ass, getting his second felching experience in my presence. He mumbles words we can’t make out, his face planted deeply in the cummy bubble butt. Hot Guy straightens up. He pulls up his spandex shorts and leaves. Recruiter follows him. Ex-Footballer turns to me. “Can you give me your load? I’ve always wanted it in my mouth.” This time I am so close I think I can give him what he wants. He hasn’t left his knees from the felching. He knee-walks over to me. He takes my cock into his mouth, savoring the ass juices of Hot Guy on my dick. Telling me so. This turns me on even more—his moans as he tongues me are getting me closer and closer. “Take it!” He pulls off me slightly so I explode on his tongue and not deep in his throat. He holds my balls—but I’m not going anywhere. He licks up every drop. Only then does he touch himself—and shoots between my boots… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: In the Dark Corner Behind the Door (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 24, 2023

Chicago—August, 2023 (This picks up right after Zane’s cum shot at the end of the last post.) I encourage the cubby guy to go ahead and sit on the rimseat. He tells me has never been on one. He sits—and I convince him very fast that he’s waited too long to try one. He gets so turned on, he gets up and rides my dick. I hope for someone else on my face as he does it—but it doesn’t happen. When his legs start to tire, I thank him and go back to the basement. I fuck a few asses. Next to me, fucking an ass right next to the ass I’m fucking, is a stunning Italian in his very late 30’s. His black hairy is thick and curly. His facial features are sharp and striking, like some great sculptor had carved them out of marble. We smile at each other as we fuck. We pull out of our bottoms at the same time. He surprises me by bending and cleaning my cock. I do the same for him. He pulls me into a dark corner by the back sling. We kiss, sharing the juices we just licked up off the other’s cock. Our bodies are mashed together; our cocks are drooling, leaving wet patches on both of us. I bend to lick them up. This leads to more kissing—and then cock sucking. First me doing him (a hot uncut, almost 8 incher) before he does the same to me. He stands back up and whispers “I so want you to fuck me…” I nod, but he continues, “I came here right from work—I’m showered, but not prepared.” “Then let me just rim you…” He leans against the wall, jutting his ass out towards me. The mounds of his ass are hard and not as hairy as the rest of him. But the valley between them is—and I get lost in a black-haired jungle. I eventually find his hole and burrow in. He groans and thrusts back on my tongue. I lick and spit—letting all that hair now cling to his skin. We move to the sling so I can do more. I am there a long time. A guy comes by and works the Italian’s nipples with his mouth, but gets bored quickly when I don’t stand up to fuck. I do stand, reluctantly, eventually. My cock grazes his hole. He groans and reaches down to heft it in his hands. “Next time,” he says as he sits up in the sling. He slips to the ground and we kiss once more before going to find other men to fuck… * There are so many men in the house, that it feels like a brand-new group down here in the basement three hours into play. There are now many more men of color here. I round the bed—fucking many of them and begin sharing hole with a heavy hung Black top. We like our connection and treat many guys, white, black and brown, to my longer dick and his thicker one. Back and forth. Watching their eyes as we switch out makes my cock throb every time. There is a cute young Black guy in the sling. He has been very busy. His Latin partner stands by his side, recruiting men to fuck him. The Black Top and I go over. A guy finishes up fucking and pulls out. The Black Top is well known to the Latin partner so he tells him to fuck his boyfriend. I look over at the petite man in the sling. I smile. He’s FTM and is taking that thick black cock in his front hole. The Latin hefts my cock and bends, sucking it expertly. He comes up for air and says “He’ll love this. You know he’s…” I nod. And tell him that I love what he has to offer. The Black Top takes a breather. I move into place at the sling. “Two big ones in a row,” says the small-boned guy. He is short and thin, with a well shaped beard and a great smile. I am going to really fill him up. But I want to eat him out first. His hole is wet and sloppy from the parade of men inside him. I lick and spit and pay a lot of attention to his T-cock. He gasps and convulses. I don’t let up and he does it again. Only then do I slip inside him and fuck. The boyfriend’s eyes go back and forth from his partner’s face to my cock sliding so deeply into him. I give him a really hard fuck. I make a mental note that this would be a good man to breed once it’s time to let my seed go… Finally, I stop. I taste his hole one more time and thank the pair of them. The partner asks to clean my cock so he can taste his boyfriend on my dick. I let him suck to his heart’s content… * I find Zane around the food table. He wants to get fucked again. We head up to the mostly deserted top floor. “I took another load since we fucked,” he tells me. I love how he can keep going after he shoots. I get him in the sling and eat his ass. Another man wanders up the stairs and gives Zane a cock to suck as I rim and felch. I finally stand up and fuck his wet hole. The guy is now jerking next to us, allowing Zane to really concentrate on me and his ass. Suddenly, the guy shoots all over Zane’s chest. I mop it up and coat my dick with it. I fuck it into Zane. We both groan at how slick his ass has become. I am thinking this will be it—and I am actually close. Another guy arrives up the stairs right at that moment. Zane is needed in the kitchen, he tells us. I reluctantly pull out and let him go play co-host. I go down a flight. I figure I will fuck a little more and find him later. Always good to load one of the hosts, after all. There is a group of six on the bed. They are welcoming to another hard cock. The big Black Top from the basement is one of them. Once again, we start trading off on holes. A third top shoots in a hot Latino. “Eat that load out of him,” the Black Top tells me. I move towards the loaded ass. “On the rimseat.” We both do as we’re told. I lie down and the cum filled Latino sits above me. His ass begins to drip cum into my open mouth. My tongue darts into his hole. “It feels so good,” the guy above me croons. “Eat him out good.” I hear from Black Top. My hand is batted away from stroking my dick as I eat. Someone sits on me. I can’t be sure, but I think it is another heavily tatted Latino. He rides me expertly. And it’s all too much. The cum sliding into my mouth from a hot ass and another ass squeezing my cock on every stroke causes me to shoot. Big and deep. The load I’ve been working on for 4 hours explodes into his guts… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Chicago House Party 3: "Eat That Load Out of Him!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 10, 2023

Chicago—August, 2023 (This picks up right where we left off.) I can’t stop licking the remains of the cum out of my fuckbud’s DP-ed ass. I finally tap his thighs and he gets off me. I go off, looking to see what else is happening. There are two couples fucking, side by side in the master bedroom. They seem really into each other and not looking for additional men. I walk downstairs to the basement. Both slings are busy. The couch is alive with cocksuckers and ass eaters. The bed must have 8 or more men on it, all fucking. Some bottoms are on their backs, others are on all fours. One lies on his side so he can get fucked by a guy standing to the side, but he can also suck the cock of another bottom. I stand and watch. A top takes a breather, pulling out of a hot young man on all fours. I step up. He takes my tongue, without even bothering to look to see who is using him next. I eat his juicy hole for a long time, giving my cock some rest. I stand up and insert. Well, that makes him turn around. He groans out his pleasure. I fuck him rather hard and fast. The top to my left moves to another willing ass. I shift, too, to a muscled Black guy, nearing 40. He’s on his back, and I love seeing the waves of pleasure register on his face from the fuck I am giving him. We switch up again. It’s not quite a true rotation around the bed, but soon I have sampled every ass there. I end up across the bed from the cute house guest I met before the party started. He is fucking a younger blond. He waves me over and we take turns on the young man—one of us in his mouth and one in ass and then we reverse. The house guest has a nice seven incher. I take to cleaning his cock when we rotate—and he does mine. “Will you fuck me now?” I nod. I have only seen him top all evening. We wait until one of the slings is free. I help him in and get his legs into the stirrups. He has pulled his designer jock to the side and is beating his long, thin cock in expectation. I go to my knees and bury my face in his all but hairless hole. Well, I may not have seen it, but he’s gotten fucked by someone. I dig in. He groans. “Do you like those loads?” he asks. I make some sort of affirmative sound into his gym-built butt. He responds by pushing a little. The cum in his ass literally squirts into my open mouth. I swallow some—and spit some into my palm to coat my cock. I stand up. “My cock is covered with those loads you just pushed into my mouth,” I tell him as my cock enters him for the first time. “I want to churn them deeper into your ass.” This makes him groan loudly and stroke his drooling dick faster. My hand mops up some of his precum. I stop fucking, pull out partially and wipe it on my dick. The Black guy I fucked earlier on the bed comes over and plays with the pretty boy’s nipples as I fuck. I see the cock on the Black guy hard for the first time—it is my size and rampant. I grin and ask if he wants a turn. The house guest is all about this. I pull out and tell him the new top he doesn’t need lube as there is so much cum in him. He slides in and I stand to the side and jerk. The new top gives him a rougher fuck. When he pulls out, his cock is covered in cum. I clean it—and spit it back on my meat before I re-enter. House Guest is jerking faster as the two of us take turns on his ass. When I finally pull out, New Top goes to his knees and cleans me up. He drools the used load back onto his cock and inserts it into House Guest’s cute butt one more time… * I whore around a little more in the basement before going upstairs. Zane finds me on the staircase. He leads me upstairs. His smaller room is filled. We find room on the bed in the master bedroom. He gets on all fours and I bury my face in his hairy ass. I eat him for a long time—again, to give my cock a rest. Zane turns slightly as I come up for air and pulls me into a kiss. Our tongues joust—but the need to fuck is now too strong. I roll him onto his back and push into his wet ass. “I have a load. Can you feel it?” Honestly, after the double loaded house guest. I can’t really tell, but I just nod and tell him it feels great. When I pull out to catch my breath, Zane rolls around to clean my cock. When he’s finished, he leads me to the rimseat. “Who’s under first?” I ask. “Me…” and he is instantly in place, lying on the mat with the seat down. I sit and am treated to his expert tongue licking and poking into me. I jerk. A tall man around my age comes over and feeds me his cock. I suck him for a bit—but he soon moves off to fuck someone. There are five men on the bed in front of me—so there’s live porn for me to watch as I am licked. I stand up. I want to reverse. But first I fuck Zane again, with him lying there on the mat. I want his hole really juiced up as he sits on my face. We trade places. Zane sits on my face, slowly, teasingly, knowing I want it. I am rewarded by his wet furry hole plastered on my face. He strokes himself as I rim. I think I hear someone come over to feed him cock. I wait for someone to fuck themselves on my cock as I eat ass, but so far no one does. Or even sucks it. I concentrate on Zane’s ass. He is groaning. Suddenly he stands up. “Let me ride you.” He moves around and sits on my cock. I now see that there is a guy around Zane’s age, cubby and hairy, who had been getting head. He is encouraged to sit on the seat as Zane fucks himself. He is just about to sit, as suddenly Zane shoots a huge load all over my stomach. He is as surprised as I am. “Sorry—I couldn’t help it.” He gets off me, slowly. Savoring the departing inches in his butt. I smear Zane’s load into the pouch of my jock…before the cubby man sits down and my world black’s out but for a very hairy hole.. (There is one more installment as there are about two hours/90 minutes to go of the house party.) The original is posted here: From My Side of the Sling: Chicago House Party 2: "Do You Like Those Loads?" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 9, 2023

Near Home—July, 2023 I had a brief work gig that kept me from playing for two weeks. Fortunately, my return to the bookstore, on a Sunday afternoon in late July, was worth the wait… I am in the cocksucker’s seat in the straight video theatre, but I’m not doing any sucking. Yet. The movie is good and the perpetual traffic through the door leads me to believe that it will be a fun day. I stroke. Lots of guys eye my cock, but no one makes a move. A very large white man comes through the door. He stands next to me, leaning against the wall. He is likely around my age and is mostly bald but for a slight fringe in back. He asks politely if he can sit next to me. I am truly not sure there is room, but I say yes. He sits. We watch the video—well, I do. He is watching my cock. Without warning he leans over and takes me into his mouth—no, his throat. He takes me to the root effortlessly. His mouth is velvet. I groan, surprised and pleased. My moan makes one of the men stand up who is sitting in front of us. He moves to stand next to me, watching the guy swallow my dick repeatedly. The new man unzips and strokes a decent sized dick. I can tell he’s getting ready to shoot. “Don’t waste it.” He turns and I swallow him down, just like the big guy is doing to me. Except I get a big load of cum in my mouth. I swallow and the guy let’s me clean his dick. He zips up and leaves. My cocksucker is aware but has never slowed his pursuit of the same thing. But my staying power is tiring the guy. He comes up for air. I tell him how great it felt. He takes off, but says he will come back for another round. I stroke. The door opens. A Black man, around my age, comes in. I have not seen him before. He has a fair amount of gray in his hair. He is maybe 5’8” with a medium build. He has a slight gut. And a big dick, which he pulls out and strokes as he stands next to me. He leans over and whispers “I’m usually biggest, but you got me beat.” I shrug. “Not by much.” “Suck me?” I don’t answer. I just let him invade my mouth. I have to work at this one. The angle is bad with me sitting and him standing. I go to my knees. I like this better—and so does he from the vocals he is now making. I suck and lick. I pay particular attention to his balls. They are fragrant—it’s a hot July day after all. I lick and moan a little myself. Soon he wants to sit. He drops his walking shorts and the underwear to his ankles. I go back to my knees. It’s easier yet to swallow him down and stay clear of the very hard gut. I lick his balls again. He holds my head in place, not letting me come up for air until I have licked his perineum, too. “Oh, fuck...” he moans. I swallow his cock again and then his load. It’s huge. Those balls have been working overtime. I just keep swallowing as he unloads. He thanks me and leaves the room. I stand up, a little shakily, and sit back down… * The very large man is back and on my dick. He is appreciative that he found my cock covered in precum from the marathon sucking I just gave. Once again, as I am sucked, I am given another load to swallow—this time from a regular who often sucks me. This makes the huge guy work harder. But I am still nowhere near shooting. He leaves—this time for good. An attractive man, a kind of ex-college sports type, fast approaching 45, comes in. I often fuck him here. He has only recently discovered PrEP and the joy of raw sex. I think, ‘this is perfect’ as he comes towards me. He sits next to me. “Do you remember that time you and I shared a guy?” I don’t particularly, but it sounds likely, so I nod. “I shot in him first and you ate my cum from his ass.” I still can’t quite remember the incident, but it sure sounds like me. “I love doing that,” I venture. “It looked so hot. I want to try it.” He is so excited as he keeps talking in a hushed whisper. “I found this cute bottom. I want you to fuck him first and cum in him so I can…what’s the word?” “Felch.” “Yes! And then fuck in your load.” “Sure.” “He’s in the arcade. Meet us in the gay room.” He bustles out the door. I go over to the deserted gay cinema and sit. They both come in, just a few moments later. The bottom is indeed cute. He’s a college kid likely from the local university: short, dark, shaggy hair and decently built at a local gym (at least according to his T-shirt.) He is not put off by my age at all, especially once he sees the size of my cock. He strips down to just gym socks. The other top takes off his pants, leaving on his tee. He strokes his cock as I suggest the young man kneel on the seat of a chair. I kneel behind him and eat his hairless ass. “Fuck that big dick into him,” groans out the recent PrEPster. I stand up, slap my lubed cock on one of his hairless cheeks and push in. He grunts—but takes me with no issue. This young man has talent. He squeezes my dick in welcome, then relaxes as I begin to plow. He is wet and hot, and suddenly I realize I could cum. I slap his ass and pick up the tempo. “Breed him!” whispers the other guy. “You want my load?” I want to hear it from him. But he only nods. “Say the words,” I grate out as I get very close to the edge. “Breed my ass, daddy!” And that does it. I shoot deep and hard into his butt. I hold in place for minute, letting my cock drain. I pull out and move to have it cleaned up by the bottom. He does, loving every minute of it. I am also watching the other guy kneel behind the ass I just bred. “There’s cum leaking out…” he whispers. “Do what you want to do…” I say firmly. He hesitates another moment, then buries his face in the cleft of the young man’s ass. He whimpers. I can’t see his cock—but I can see his hand come up off of it. He laps noisily for a minute before pulling back. “So hot,” he says as he stands up. “Fuck in my load—there’s no better lube…” He sinks his regulation 6 incher into the young man’s bred hole. The top gasps—which quickly turns to a groan. “I’m not gonna be able to last…” he mutters. He begins a quick fuck. The young man is getting off on the scenario, too. “Add your load to his, man…” he grunts out. “Make me your cumdump.” In just a few more strokes, he shudders and shoots into the young man. He stands stock still, shaking. The bottom gets off the chair and bends over to clean the second dick out of his ass. I go to my knees to taste the mingled loads deep inside him… The original is here: Near Home—July, 2023 I had a brief work gig that kept me from playing for two weeks. Fortunately, my return to the bookstore, on a Sunday afternoon in late July, was worth the wait… I am in the cocksucker’s seat in the straight video theatre, but I’m not doing any sucking. Yet. The movie is good and the perpetual traffic through the door leads me to believe that it will be a fun day. I stroke. Lots of guys eye my cock, but no one makes a move. A very large white man comes through the door. He stands next to me, leaning against the wall. He is likely around my age and is mostly bald but for a slight fringe in back. He asks politely if he can sit next to me. I am truly not sure there is room, but I say yes. He sits. We watch the video—well, I do. He is watching my cock. Without warning he leans over and takes me into his mouth—no, his throat. He takes me to the root effortlessly. His mouth is velvet. I groan, surprised and pleased. My moan makes one of the men stand up who is sitting in front of us. He moves to stand next to me, watching the guy swallow my dick repeatedly. The new man unzips and strokes a decent sized dick. I can tell he’s getting ready to shoot. “Don’t waste it.” He turns and I swallow him down, just like the big guy is doing to me. Except I get a big load of cum in my mouth. I swallow and the guy let’s me clean his dick. He zips up and leaves. My cocksucker is aware but has never slowed his pursuit of the same thing. But my staying power is tiring the guy. He comes up for air. I tell him how great it felt. He takes off, but says he will come back for another round. I stroke. The door opens. A Black man, around my age, comes in. I have not seen him before. He has a fair amount of gray in his hair. He is maybe 5’8” with a medium build. He has a slight gut. And a big dick, which he pulls out and strokes as he stands next to me. He leans over and whispers “I’m usually biggest, but you got me beat.” I shrug. “Not by much.” “Suck me?” I don’t answer. I just let him invade my mouth. I have to work at this one. The angle is bad with me sitting and him standing. I go to my knees. I like this better—and so does he from the vocals he is now making. I suck and lick. I pay particular attention to his balls. They are fragrant—it’s a hot July day after all. I lick and moan a little myself. Soon he wants to sit. He drops his walking shorts and the underwear to his ankles. I go back to my knees. It’s easier yet to swallow him down and stay clear of the very hard gut. I lick his balls again. He holds my head in place, not letting me come up for air until I have licked his perineum, too. “Oh, fuck...” he moans. I swallow his cock again and then his load. It’s huge. Those balls have been working overtime. I just keep swallowing as he unloads. He thanks me and leaves the room. I stand up, a little shakily, and sit back down… * The very large man is back and on my dick. He is appreciative that he found my cock covered in precum from the marathon sucking I just gave. Once again, as I am sucked, I am given another load to swallow—this time from a regular who often sucks me. This makes the huge guy work harder. But I am still nowhere near shooting. He leaves—this time for good. An attractive man, a kind of ex-college sports type, fast approaching 45, comes in. I often fuck him here. He has only recently discovered PrEP and the joy of raw sex. I think, ‘this is perfect’ as he comes towards me. He sits next to me. “Do you remember that time you and I shared a guy?” I don’t particularly, but it sounds likely, so I nod. “I shot in him first and you ate my cum from his ass.” I still can’t quite remember the incident, but it sure sounds like me. “I love doing that,” I venture. “It looked so hot. I want to try it.” He is so excited as he keeps talking in a hushed whisper. “I found this cute bottom. I want you to fuck him first and cum in him so I can…what’s the word?” “Felch.” “Yes! And then fuck in your load.” “Sure.” “He’s in the arcade. Meet us in the gay room.” He bustles out the door. I go over to the deserted gay cinema and sit. They both come in, just a few moments later. The bottom is indeed cute. He’s a college kid likely from the local university: short, dark, shaggy hair and decently built at a local gym (at least according to his T-shirt.) He is not put off by my age at all, especially once he sees the size of my cock. He strips down to just gym socks. The other top takes off his pants, leaving on his tee. He strokes his cock as I suggest the young man kneel on the seat of a chair. I kneel behind him and eat his hairless ass. “Fuck that big dick into him,” groans out the recent PrEPster. I stand up, slap my lubed cock on one of his hairless cheeks and push in. He grunts—but takes me with no issue. This young man has talent. He squeezes my dick in welcome, then relaxes as I begin to plow. He is wet and hot, and suddenly I realize I could cum. I slap his ass and pick up the tempo. “Breed him!” whispers the other guy. “You want my load?” I want to hear it from him. But he only nods. “Say the words,” I grate out as I get very close to the edge. “Breed my ass, daddy!” And that does it. I shoot deep and hard into his butt. I hold in place for minute, letting my cock drain. I pull out and move to have it cleaned up by the bottom. He does, loving every minute of it. I am also watching the other guy kneel behind the ass I just bred. “There’s cum leaking out…” he whispers. “Do what you want to do…” I say firmly. He hesitates another moment, then buries his face in the cleft of the young man’s ass. He whimpers. I can’t see his cock—but I can see his hand come up off of it. He laps noisily for a minute before pulling back. “So hot,” he says as he stands up. “Fuck in my load—there’s no better lube…” He sinks his regulation 6 incher into the young man’s bred hole. The top gasps—which quickly turns to a groan. “I’m not gonna be able to last…” he mutters. He begins a quick fuck. The young man is getting off on the scenario, too. “Add your load to his, man…” he grunts out. “Make me your cumdump.” In just a few more strokes, he shudders and shoots into the young man. He stands stock still, shaking. The bottom gets off the chair and bends over to clean the second dick out of his ass. I go to my knees to taste the mingled loads deep inside him… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Helping Fulfill a Fantasy (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) August 21, 2023

What a day …. BBut what a night …. After a long crazy day, I was all happy to lie in my pillows, watching a movie when my phone vibrated with a new WhatsApp message coming in - I checked - and it was from a FF-BBuddy with the simply message: HAVE COLD HANDS WHICH NEED WARMING UP … I looked at the clock and it was 10:30pm … a time I would normally never agree to a date BUT it was HIM, the only FF-BBuddy who truly has the ability to spoil my ass like no other … therefore my response was short: LET ME WARM THEM … His reply - WILL BE THERE IN 15 - didn't allow me much time to prepare - I was already naked - I prepared the play covers on the bed, the poppers and the FFist lube ….but also the rim chair, as I know how much he loves to sit on my face …. The wine was on ice … all ready when he arrived. This FF-BBuddy and I are so familiar with each other, therefore there is no chit-chat needed, when he saw the rim chair his eyes beamed with joy, he was undressed in seconds and simply said: YOU KNOW WHAT I LOVE, BUT I AM NOT PREPARED - as if that ever has stopped me. I love a musky, sweaty ass on my face, I love when such a delicious ass sits down on that rim chair and presses against my face, so I can sniff, and start licking … and FUCK was he open - his ass opened up beautifully and I could push my tongue deep inside his shoot … I could taste his inner flesh and he started moaning … YEAH, LICK ME - PUSH YOUR TONGUE DEEPER, while he sniffed Poppers and started plying my nipples hard … I love my nipples played VERY HARD - it turns me into a pig who will do anything for the other to feel that delicious pain shooting through my body, making my cock grow in seconds and screaming into that delicious raunchy ass, packed with flavours I treasure… I couldn't get enough and between pushing my tongue deep inside, brushing my beard stubbles across his raw cuntflesh, which always drives him crazy, I asked him WHO FUCKED OR FISTED YOUR DELICIOUS ASS, IT IS SOOOO OPEN - but no-one had bred him the day before or today … Well, that had to be changed … after working his cunt for nearly an hour with mouth, tongue, beard and fingers, I was going crazy with lust as his fingers had never stopped twisting and pulling my nipples….my cock was rock hard, oozing pre-cum and I was close to come from that sensation, I begged him - SIT ON MY COCK …. This pig simply changed position, went off the rim chair, turned over and slid down on my bare cock - he never stopped on my nipples and started riding my rod, massaging my bare cock in sensational moves, while he leant forward to make out with me … within short strokes, I blew my load deep inside him…. It was sooooo intense …. He collapsed on me and simply said: ARE YOU NOW READY FOR ME TO LOOK AFTER YOUR NEEDS … DIDNT YOU JUST DO THIS, I asked - but he simply grinned and said: LETS HAVE A CIGARETTE AND I SHALL REALLY LOOK AFTER YOU … We smoked, laughed and chilled for few minutes, before I went into my position for pure pleasure to receive his FFist - and again he knew exactly how to turn me into putty on his hand and arm … All of you, who love FF, may it be giving or receiving, will understand when I say, THIS GUY CONNECTS WITH YOU, your mind, your body and ass - he knows how much pressure to give and when to stop, but also when to slide in…. He is the only one so FFar, who manages to slide ride in and through ….finds the second ring and goes through … and makes me scream with lust and pleasure - he works FFor depth and knocks on the third ring… Most amazing connection and sensational experience. Two inner orgasms later he insisted on a cigarette break … and asked I HOPE YOU WANT MORE - and I simply replied, NEVER STOP … Time simply flew and he had me screaming with passion and begging him for more … I am glad I have no neighbours, as they either would have called the police, or would have started smoking themselves … But at one point I had to give in and said I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE - he grinned and said WELL, SURLY YOU WANT TO RIM MY CUNT FOR YOUR LOAD … Fuck, this pig totally knows how to get me - and in no time I was under the rim chair again and started licking, nibbling and sucking, make him scream, as I started fetching for the load I deposited in him earlier… He loves it when I fill my mouth with those cummm loads from his or other cunts and snowball in a passionate kiss with him … and who am I not to give a fellow pig what he craves! While we snowballed he worked my nipples again .. and I shot another load which he licked from my body … What a wonderful night …