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Gloryhole Loads for My Boy Chapter 1. When we first met, we fucked safe. Even with a condom on, my boy would make me pull out to cum, in the rubber, just in case. He was downright prudish. I asked him what he was so afraid of, and he confessed that he fantasized about taking raw cock, even from POZ men. His fantasies scared him, but as he told me more, I kept getting more and more hard. After his confession didn’t scare me off, he started talking while I fucked him, begging for me to cum in him. He’d go so far to plead for me to breed his pussy. During a particularly hot session, I pulled out to catch my breath, and he ripped the condom off and guided my raw cock into his hole for the first time. It was so hot, I only lasted a few more strokes before filling him with my load. He just grinned at me. After that, we never used condoms again. I asked him if he liked taking loads, and he just sheepishly smiled. I told him that I’d be happy to cum in him whenever he’d let me. That kept us satisfied for a few weeks. I’d rail him and then ask where he wanted my load, and he’d beg for it, pushing me over the edge and cumming inside him. I never pulled out to cum on his hole and push it back in. He wanted cum deep inside. I regularly watched his hole cling to my dick as I pulled out. His hole would wink and then start to leak a trickle of my cum. The sight of his freshly bred hole kept me hard. My boy saw how excited his cummy hole made me, and he jerked me back to full hardness and guided me back into him. I loved watching my own cum squelch around my cock as I slid back and forth. He was loving how sloppy and slippery our fuck was. He gasped, ‘Yeah, use that cum. Lube your dick with that cum!’ That got me going and I came deeply inside. When I pulled out a second time, he fingered his hole and worked two fingers in. I jerked him off with one hand and added two fingers to his hole. He was more cummy and looser than he’d ever been before, and we both loved it. He came all over his chest and I gooped it up and pressed it into his open pussy. My boy looked up at me and asked if I thought less of him for being so slutty. I told him how much it turned me on to see his used fucked-out hole. He suggested we do this again in a few hours, and we did! I came twice, again, and he came once, and all three loads went into his ass. Followed by four slimy fingers. We repeated the feat every few days for the next few weeks. By that time, even with a cummy hole full of fingers, I could sense his cunt wanting more. After playing with his hole for a bit after a verbal naughty session, I reached into his bedside table, where I knew he kept a dildo. His hole was so gooey that I was able to slip it right in. My boy squealed with delight. He slid two fingers in alongside that rubber cock and I worked his dick until he shot again. We collapsed into a cummy sweaty mess and slept hard. To be continued... Note: This will be a six-chapter story. And yes, they're all written. It's filthy. I'll post a new chapter ever couple of days. This is dedicated to a certain piggy guy, who deserves a piggy man to help him on his journey. We all deserve that.
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New Year's Eve Tail (conclusion)
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Lansing—December, 2022 (You might want to read part one first....) I go find Perry and his friends, my beard still smelling of the cum I have been felching from the young man’s well fucked hole. Perry is back in his clothes, sitting on a bench, eyeing the gloryhole booths. The four of us go on a tour of the facility, wondering where to fuck for round two. We look at the sling near the big screen gay area, but the space is cold, as there is an outside door nearby. We both agree that the other sling is the place. It’s empty now. I move the moveable wall semi shut—so men can still get around it easily, but it still blocks direct traffic. When I look back, Perry is already naked and being helped into the sling by the Cub. I go to my knees and eat out Perry’s well fucked ass. The Cub gets busy on Perry’s nipples. The young Bear jerks his dick to the scene. Perry is wet. Damn wet. Nor is it from all the cum in my beard from the felching. His stretched hole is making lube like crazy. I slurp loudly, spit some back in and stand up to fuck. Men are standing behind the half wall watching me insert my rock-hard cock. One of them comes around the corner to get a better look. The young Bear is soon sucking his dick. I am plowing noisily into Perry. He pants and tells me to fuck him harder. Another guy enters our sling corner and sticks his cock in Perry’s mouth. Now he can’t talk—but only gurgle his pleasure around the man’s thick dick. I wait until I hear the new man sigh and ask: “You want to switch holes?” The guy considers it, but shakes his head. “His mouth is great.” When the other man moves on, the guy getting head from the young Bear comes over to try Perry’s mouth. As I drop once more to my knees to eat Perry’s fuck hole, an older man appears around the low wall. He gropes himself through his pants as he watches me rim Perry. I stand up and fuck. The new guy goes carefully to his knees to watch my cock split Perry open. I fuck. Harder, with someone watching so intently. Finally, I pull out. “Let me suck that,” whispers the kneeling observer. I present my wet meat to him. He licks me clean. Hungrily. Savoring the juices. “May I rim him?” “Sure. Eat his ass.” He buries his face into the hairy cleft of Perry’s butt cheeks. The rimmer groans and stops groping himself, so intent is he on licking ass. I let him go until he slows a little. “Let me fuck some more, and then you can do it again.” “Thank you, sir.” I fuck. He eats. I fuck. He cleans my cock and eats Perry. I fuck. And the young Bear takes a turn cleaning my cock as the man eats out Perry. My new cocksucker is great. I can see why he’s had a succession of men in his mouth while I’ve been fucking. I fuck Perry one more time. A new man is in Perry’s mouth while I do it. The rimmer has never left his knees. He is either groping himself, cleaning my cock or licking Perry’s wet hole. I idly wish he were nimble enough to get under the sling and lick my balls while I fuck… Perry finally calls for a time out. He gets dressed as we talk about a dinner break, but we leave it open. I go to my car and eat dinner and check my phone. I drive for a bit and get coffee. I am back in the play area just before 8pm. I don’t see Perry and company. It’s a holiday and a Saturday night. The establishment is now mostly gay men with a few straight swinging couples. I watch a woman fist her husband in the sling we had been using. She invites other men to do him, too. I go down to the gloryhole area. A young-looking blond man is sitting on the bench watching some trans porn. I smile, continue past him and into a dark corner. In moments he is there. “Need some help with this?” he asks, fondling the bulge in my pants. I nod. He unbuttons. He goes for the jock pouch. He inhales and lets out a sigh. “Heaven,” he mumbles. He spends the next 20 minutes licking the pouch, licking my nuts, once they are free and only then on sucking my drooling prick. He pulls off it. “Will you fuck me? I need to feel this beauty in my ass.” I nod and he strips right there. He has a thin to muscular frame, not much body hair and an ass I can’t wait to eat. Built into the walls in our corner, is a waist high platform. He bends over on it, presenting his rounded cheeks to me. I pull them apart—and my tongue touches his hole for the first time. He groans and pushes back, impaling himself on me. He wants it—and I want more. I rim and spit, getting him ready for my cock. “You want me raw?” I ask, standing up. “Only way I fuck,” he pants out. I enter him, slowly, inch by inch. He has skills. He milks me expertly as I press forward. When I bottom out, I hold and begin the fuck. He groans. Two other men come watch me take his ass. “Can we go to the sling?” he asks. “If it’s free.” He doesn’t bother to put his clothes back on to get there. I don’t bother to try to cover my dick. We just go. In the light, he’s slightly older than I first thought—maybe a very young looking 40. He hops in the sling. I eat his fucked hole before standing up and plowing him again. We take a break. He sips some of my water. Names are exchanged. He’s James. Not Jim. He promises me a phone number if I fuck him once more. I do. Thoroughly. Almost to the point of blowing my load. But not quite. He needs to go home to be with his mom before midnight. We go wash up and we exchange numbers. But we can’t get enough of each other. We dawdle and talk. Then I lie on a bench behind the slurp ramp. He strips and sits on my face. “So hot,” he croons. “Eat me…” Without my asking he knows to ride my tongue, then my cock and bring his gaping hole back up to my face. He does this twice. The last time on my face, he stops jerking his dick—though I would have been fine with his load all over my sweatshirt. He gets off me. “Let’s finish this right when I have more time.” I reluctantly agree. We kiss, savoring his juices in my mouth. And he’s gone. Fuck, I need to breed. And soon. A young, cubby guy, with an incredible Grizzly Adams beard finds me. “You have a great cock.” “Thanks.” “I want to be get fucked. You can load me if you want to.” We are walking towards the sling behind the low wall. He continues: “I just don’t do that very often.” “Take the load? You decide,” I tell him as I get his legs up on the chains. I eat his very hairy hole—even more of a contrast after James’ hairless one. “Oh, fuck…” Grizzly Adams groans. “Plow me.” I do. Repeatedly. His uncut cock grows whenever I eat his hole. It shrivels as I fuck. He never touches it. He is all about his hole. I eat him one last time. “I am really close,” I tell him as I begin to fuck. “I want your load.” He is panting with excitement now. “I want…to start the new year…” He doesn’t finish. “With my load inside you?” I grate out. “Yes. Yes!” And I’m there. I shoot and shoot after all the incredible sex that day. His hole is awash with my cum. I kneel and clean up what is leaking out. I stick my softening cock back in him to help push it deeper. He sighs in perfect bliss… I go to wash up. The clock on my car’s dashboard tells me I did indeed breed him right at midnight… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: New Year's Eve Tail (conclusion) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 15, 2023 -
New Year's Eve Tail (part one)
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Lansing—December, 2022 I have a tradition of doing something sexual on New Year’s Eve from even before I began writing this blog. I have attended orgies thrown by fuck buds, cruised sex parties in Toronto or gone to the baths. Having driven to New Jersey and back again for Christmas, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do this year. I knew I wasn’t eager to get back on the road again to get to a major city. I settled to for an afternoon and evening at the bookstore that has play areas like a bathhouse. I contacted Perry to see if he would like to return to the scene of where we had last played in public. (See the links below for Whoring Out Perry) He was eager. And brought friends. I arrived a good half hour before I was due to meet Perry. I wanted to scout things out and have some warm up sex… I am buzzed into the play space by the cute clerk who took my money. I have given him my name to make sure that I can have in and out privileges. I make a tour. A sling, where they are showing big screen gay flicks, is ready and waiting. The sling I usually use, with a waist high dividing wall, is being used for a blow job, so I don’t intrude. I wander farther down into the additional rooms. The glory hole booths are active and the padded fuck table in the last room is empty. The porn here is good and I settle in—and it’s also the place where I am sure Perry will look for me. I haul out my cock and stroke, adding a drop of lube so I don’t chafe. Men come by, take a gander at it and leave. A guy in his 40’s sits across the padded table from me. He takes out his cock of only slightly smaller size, but with foreskin. We jerk to the threeway on the screen—glancing at each other. Finally, he comes over and kneels. He takes me in his mouth. “You have lube on it, don’t you?” I nod and tell him why, not really apologizing as it has barely any taste at all. But he goes back to his seat and strokes. In the next ten minutes, two different men spend time on my cock and don’t notice or don’t mind the taste. A guy with a football player build arrives. He’s Black, late 30’s and hung. He makes himself comfortable on the padded table, stripping down to nothing. A line of men arrive to suck his dick. He lets any and everyone have a go on it. He leans back and kisses the uncut guy. This makes the big guy ooze. I happen to know, as I’m part of the rotation of men giving him head. I stand back up and let a bear have a go on him. Uncut has stopped kissing him. I watch as he sticks the hooded cock into the football player’s mouth. The moment a dick is in his mouth his laid back attitude disappears. He becomes horny as fuck. He now jerks his dick, as he sucks Uncut, but letting the bear keep his mouth around his cockhead. It’s a hot scene—and it can’t last. Football Player erupts into the bear’s mouth. The crowd disperses. I am alone—so I move over to the better vantage point of where Uncut was sitting. In moments, I see Perry. He has brought along the Cub who was with him last time, and another bear-ish guy. Perry comes right to me, kneels and begins inhaling the scent from my balls. Fuck, he knows how to use his tongue. He finally gets to my cock, after leaving my ball sack dripping. Perry strips. He has a bear-ish body himself, with a very hairy chest and pierced nipples. He gets on all fours, with his hairy ass right by the edge of the table. I drop to my knees and begin rimming him. He groans. I groan. I love eating ass. But I really love eating the ass of a man who keeps letting me know how good I am making him feel. My cock is rampant, as my tongue pushes deeper and deeper into his hole. “Fuck me. Please.” I finally relent and stand up. There is the tiniest resistance for a moment—and then I glide in. All of me. In one steady move. Perry groans. I groan, too. I hold for a moment and begin to fuck. The bear who arrived with Perry watches, but is soon sucking a man who was stroking while he watched us. The Cub reaches under Perry and works his nipples. I fuck him hard. Then slower. And hard and long, once again. The Cub soon moves over, as a man wants to feed Perry his cock as I continue to ram into him. I love seeing his other hole full of dick. Even if it’s only for a moment. I stop, pull out and eat his ass again. His hole is so wet now. I can’t get enough of it on my tongue. But I make myself stand up and fuck him another round. Just as I’m about to ask if he wants to get on his back to give his knees a break, Perry asks for a moment. I pull out and he disappears. Uncut is back—having watched the second fuck. He has brought a slim young Black man to me. The young man kneels and hungrily tastes Perry’s juices on my cock. “Fuck him,” says Uncut. “He loves big white dick.” The young man nods and strips. I get him on all fours, too, the moment he’s naked. I eat his hole as he swallows Uncut’s cock. I stand up and smear some precum of mine on his hole. “You want me raw?” I ask. He grunts an affirmative around the dick in his mouth. I press forward. My cock eases in. It inches its way into his ass. The young man stops sucking, concentrating on opening his hole for me. It works. He takes the last two inches with a sigh. He pants—and begins to suck Uncut again. I take it as my sign to fuck. I love how different he feels from the more experienced man I was just in. But he takes me like a champ. “I’m gonna cum,” say Uncut. “Feed it to him,” I bark out. “I’m gonna shoot it on his back. Use it for lube.” I look at Uncut’s smile and nod. Uncut jumps up on the table and shoots a massive load all over the young man’s back. His cum is very white on the dark skin of younger guy. When he’s shot his last jet of jizz, I pull out. I mop it up with my hand and coat my cock. “Give him my cum,” grunts Uncut. “Please…” whispers the bottom. I glide into his ass. It’s a wonderfully slippery fuck now. I love the feel of his tight ass and all that semen. It’s a mind fuck for the young man. He begins jerking himself wildly. In moments, he unloads all over the table. “Please, you have to stop…” I do. But I don’t let him move until I have felched some of Uncut’s load out of his hole… (Lots more to come next time.) The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: New Year's Eve Tail (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 12, 2023 -
When asked, I tell people that I'm about 90% top, but when I need it up the ass, I need it bad. One night after barefucking my boyfriend senseless, I got that craving. I went to work eating out my boyfriend's cummy hole and spit my load into my hand. I fingered my load into my ass, climbing onto my boy's throbbing hard cock. I managed to get a few inches in when his cock started shriveling up. My boy is almost exclusively a bottom, and has NEVER been able to cum by fucking me. I was disappointed, but not upset. He pulled me off his softened dick and pulled me up to his face, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. He licked my ear, whispering, “You want that hole filled, don't you? I've got an idea...” He reached for the lube, and squirted some on his fingers and worked it into my hole. I wriggled around hoping that his fingers would be enough to scratch my itch. He got a smallish butt plug and worked it into my ass. It slipped right in. “Get dressed... And wear your jockstrap...” I didn't know what his idea was, but I knew he was up to something when he started sending text messages to several friends on his phone. And by friends, I mean people who have used and wrecked his hole. I knew he had played bare at least some of the time. It was easy to figure out when he came home “after working late,” reeking of mansweat and with a cummy hole. I LOVED sinking my cock into his ass using some stranger's cum as lube, and working their load deeper and deeper into his gut. It always got me off in no time, so I never asked for details or complained. My boy and I have been on-again / off-again monogamous for a few years, and when he falls off the wagon, he falls off big time, hooking up with strangers in park bathrooms, going to sex parties, organizing gangbangs to fill his ass with cum. When we were both dressed he dragged me to the car and we drove to the wrong side of the tracks to an adult bookstore. I thought maybe my boy could fuck me if he had an audience. We went in to the front part of the store and looked at a few dildos. He bought one about 10” long for me, and a tube of silicone lube and we headed back past the more private cabins and into the theatre area. There was a bareback fuck film playing and a few guys scattered around the theatre; some guys were paired up and fooling around, some were jerking off alone. We headed to the front row and started making out. He unzipped my pants and swallowed my cock, pulling my jock's pouch to the side and slurping loudly. I unzipped his fly and fished out his tool, moaning as he sucked away. Our noises started to attract attention. Two guys came over. One stubbly dude in his 20s had his t-shirt pulled back behind his head revealing a tight chest sprinkled with blond fur and two deliciously pierced nipples. The other guy was shorter and thicker around the middle, a bit older, and darker. He pulled his shirt off and leaned forward to kiss me. The darker guy pulled his pants down and waved a massive uncut dick in my face. My boyfriend grabbed his cock and aimed it to my mouth and I greedily swallowed it down. My boy patted me on the back and went to work freeing the blond hunk's cock. In a few moments, we were both on our knees servicing these strangers. My boy sucked the hunk off quickly and was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. He pulled out the new 10” dildo and spit the hunk's wad all over it. I was pulled up to my feet, still blowing the guy as the hunk cheered us on. My boy handed the dildo to the hunk, who removed the buttplug in my ass and replaced it with the cummy dildo. “You like my load up there, pig?” I mumbled yes. “A dirty load for a dirty slut.” I wondered if meant dirty as in POZ... The guy in my mouth started grunting and filled my mouth with his seed. The hunk pulled the dildo out and held it to my face. “Spit!,” he growled at me and I did, covering the dildo with a second load of strangers' cum. The hunk plunged it into my ass. I shook all over as the dildo was shoved repeatedly into my ass. I was so hard thinking about those strangers' loads working their way into my gut. My cocked bounced all over. My boy shoved his dick in my mouth and I blew him as the hunk worked my ass. I knew I was about to cum and moaned as I shot my load onto the filthy theater floor. “Lick that up,” he told me, shoving my face to the floor, forcing me to eat my jizz. The two guys laughed and started picking up their things. The hunk scrawled his number on a piece of paper and handed to my boyfriend saying, “Call me the next time you want to share his hole.” My boy sat down in a theatre seat and pulled me towards him, facing him. He pulled the cummy dildo out of my ass and I sat down on his hard dick. He bounced me up and down on his cock as I moaned with my eyes closed. “Room for one more,” someone asked. I opened my eyes to see a tall beefy red head shaking a thick uncut cock at my ass. “Good to see you again, Mark. Glad you could make it. Let's double-fuck this slut!” “You know I don't pull out man. You still ok with that?” “I've taken your load already. If I didn't mind taking your POZ load why should he?” Damn! This POZ guy had bred my boyfriend and was about to breed me! My boy pulled me forward raising my ass up a bit higher. The redhead spit on his dick, pulled back his foreskin, and eased it to my stretched hole. He managed to shove the head in next to my boy's cock. I felt like I was being torn in two as he forced more and more of his bare cock into my ass. I was glad I had two loads of cum up there to help him work it in and out. The dildo had opened me up a bit, but still, I had never known such pain. My boy saw the tears streaming down my face and eased my higher until his dick plopped out of my ass. The redhead pulled me up to my feet so I was leaning forward onto the seat and plunged his dick back into me, using the waistband of my jockstrap like horse's reins. “Man, he almost feels loose without an extra dick in there. Give me that dildo!” My boy handed him the cummy dildo and slid it back in my ass alongside his own. He leaned over me, grunting into my ear. “You taken a POZ load before, slut?” “No...” “You let your boy take POZ loads and you never wanted POZ loads for yourself?” “Ugh....” was all I could say. “Well, you're gonna get one NOW!!!!!!!” I could feel his first volley of cum shooting into my hole. He pulled all the way out and shot a few more across my back and ass. My knees began to buckle as he worked his slimy cock over my hole, pushing his seed into my gaping hole. He pulled out the dildo and used it to mop his poisoned jizz into my ass. He slapped me across the ass a few times and spun me around to clean off his dick. I tasted the tang of blood mixed with my ass juices and his cum. My boy shook his hand and gave him a bear hug. “Hope the rest of the guys can make it. POZZING this slut is going to be fun!” How had I gone from having an itch that needed to be scratched to taking three loads in a bookstore, at least one of them POZ??? My heart was pounding as the curtains parted and three guys walked in. The saw my boy and me and walked directly over. “This the slut taking all loads?” My boy nodded and smiled. “Yeah. My boyfriend will be as big a slut as me when you POZ fuckers are done with him.” I shuddered to think at what would happen next. To be continued...- 38 replies
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Cum-Union: Osvaldo Bends Over
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—December, 2022 Osvaldo desperately wanted another session with me at Cum-Union. I was happy to give him one as long as he was still fine with my playing with other men, too. He was. Eager even. He’d loved the rotation of guys in his ass and mouth. He’d enjoyed watching me fuck another. He still ached for us to find another hung top so we could double penetrate him. I told him I would come up to the first of the December Cum-Unions. I got there slightly earlier than our appointed time. I stripped in the locker room, leaving on my jock and putting my boots back on. I added my leather wrist band and slung my towel over my shoulder… I’m sitting in the movie theatre area. A man around my age, cinched into his towel, has cruised past me three times as I harden up to the video. The next pass he makes, he asks if he can suck me. I nod. He sits in the seat next to me and leans over to take me into his mouth. His skills are minimal—but it is still good warmup head. “Fuck me?” he asks, pulling off my cock. I tell him I need the first fuck of the night to be the man I’m waiting for, but to find me later in the evening. He nods, eagerly. But I never see him again. I stroke a little more. It must be close to 9pm. I get up start down the stairs. There is Osvaldo bounding up them to meet me. We hug. He leads me right to the exam table. He covers the middle of it with his towel and leans over it, presenting his voluptuous ass to me. I am on my knees, with my face buried between his mounds of ass flesh instantly. His hole is damp. I make it wet. He moans as I burrow into his pucker. It's time. I stand and slide in. Osvaldo gasps. “That’s the cock I love,” he croons, making it sound sexier with his slight Latin accent. I fuck him. Rather hard. But he’s ready—he’s pushing back on every stroke. The table squeaks as we fuck. Men come from the porn areas to watch the real thing. A grey-haired gent comes closer. He drops his towel and sticks his hardening dick into Osvaldo’s mouth. We catch each other’s eye and smile. He did this the last time we were here—and he is enjoying the spit roasting of the younger man as much as I am. I pull out and taste his hole. He is such a copious lube maker. I lick him out, offer his ass to the other man (though I know he won’t fuck him) and re-enter for another round. At least three men linger to watch us. No one else wants to actually take part. I pull out again. The other guy pats Osvaldo’s shoulder and leaves. I have him clean up my cock, leaving his ass free. No takers. So, I fuck him one more time. We break and head to the sling. It is hung (and padlocked) at a horrible angle. The foot end is on a downward slope, so the guy fucking has to be very, very short or do such deep knee bends it is unsustainable. I have brought two extra carabiners. I fasten the chains up properly. Osvaldo is now in the proper position. I kneel and rim him. An attractive guy in his late 30’s, with shaggy dark hair, comes over and openly strokes to us. I stand up and fuck. The new guy moves around to the side of the sling. Osvaldo cranes his head around so he can suck him. I fuck the wet ass hard. On his back he feels quite different. I enjoy the change. “Want to take a turn?” I ask the guy in his mouth. “To fuck him or get fucked?” “Either.” “I’d love you to fuck me.” Osvaldo nods. The two men exchange places. I am surprised that Osvaldo leans over and rims the guy. Of course, it leaves his ass at a level for me to fuck him a little more—driving his face into the brown-haired guy’s butt. Soon it’s my dick fucking him. Man, this guy is tight. He is a great change of pace. Osvaldo keeps busy during the fuck by licking the guy’s nipples. I fuck the new hole happily, until the man asks for a break. Osvaldo takes me to his room. He has a small one this time. I just fit on the bed. (I can’t believe I used to spend the night on this size ‘bed’ here in the 1990’s!) My boy for the night pulls out his camera. He films himself licking my cock. Licking my boots. Sucking my balls. Fucking him on all fours. Now I have to hold it as he rides my cock. Soon he devises a way to lean it against his backpack. It’s a much steadier shot of him impaling himself on me over and over… * We take a break. Osvaldo cruises around the whirlpool. I go try to find some head in the gloryhole area. Soon enough we are back together at the medical exam table, fucking in public. I fuck Osvaldo on his stomach. I fuck him on his back, his knees on my shoulder. I fuck the shaggy haired guy from the sling, as he clings to Osvaldo. Still as tight as fuck. Osvaldo hops off the table to clean my dick after I pull out of shaggy haired guy. When he’s tasted his fill, I bend him back over the table. I just get my dick in him when the most beautiful man that I have ever seen in this establishment walks in. He is my height, tanned and ripped from the gym. He has just enough hair on his chest to be hot, but still show off the hours of work on his pecs and abs. He has a small tat above his pec. The moment he sees us fucking, he drops his towel and begins stroking. “You can use him,” I tell the guy. “Well, fuck…” And he gives Osvaldo his cock, just a tiny bit smaller than mine, to suck. He sighs the moment it touches Osvaldo’s tongue. I slow down my plowing. They guy has a really expressive face. I swear I can tell just what Osvaldo’s mouth is doing to him, by how the guy reacts. We lock eyes. We smirk. The guy begins to face fuck Osvaldo. I pick up my fuck tempo to match him. “Can I cum in him?” “Do you want his ass?” “No.” His breath is now really ragged. “I want to feed him my load.” He pants more. “Right now!” And he shoots. Osvaldo swallows fast—but there is just too much jizz. Some spills on the floor. Osvaldo manages to catch most of the rest with his hand. I stop and come over. I take Osvaldo’s hand and smear the man’s jizz onto my cock. “I’m going to fuck some of your cum into him.” The guy, still panting in recovery, actually gasps. But his eyes are glued to my jizz covered dick entering the begging-for-it Osvaldo. Now his hole is even slicker and smoother. I fuck. I suddenly realize this is the end. I’m going to cream his hole. I collapse onto his sweaty back. I pump spurt after spurt into him. Mixing our jizz deep inside him… * It turns out, the hot guy is starting an Only Fans site. I wish him luck. He certainly has the body for it. Now I know why Osvaldo wanted to get back to his room. He needed to document it…you may want to go to the original post to see the pics he took of us there. The original post is here: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2023/01/cum-union-osvaldo-bends-over.html January 8, 2023 -
This is my first attempt at fiction on this site. It has percolated in my head for many years, and the giddy desire of a new young member of BreedingZone has inspired me to put the words to paper. One of my earliest fantasies was to get gangbanged and raped by a group of men inside a church late at night on a dark moonless night. And i would recognize a few of the faces as the local priests. Even the parish curiote is there and i think the bishop is here also. They are chanting gregorian verses and I know from my latin classes that they are glorifying the dark Lord and that i am to be his sacrifice tonight. They pick me up naked and lie me down on the altar with my legs facing the sacristy. The Bishop opens my legs and uses a golden cross to open my ass wide open. Another blackrobed priest comes up is holding a small golden rod. It looks like a pen or a toothbrush. It has a funny round head that has little needles on a round head. He inserts it into my rectum. The little needles make tiny cuts in my ass lips and inside my colon. The pain is sharp but i have a glassy smile on my face. I am enjoying this. I asked for this. And now another priest comes forward holding an incense burner. He lifts the top half of the burner to reveal a small glass pipe, a small vial which contains white crystals and a strange looking cigarette lighter. The gregorian chat continues and i can understand the word « donum, donum ». I’m trying to remember my latin... GIFT! It means GIFT! The priest takes the small glass pipe and the small vial of white crystals. He takes off a tiny cork lid from the vial and pours some of the crystals into a tiny hole that is at the top of the glass pipe. He then replaces the vial into the incense burner and takes the lighter thing in its place. He turns to the head priest who takes a brass container that has been placed before him by yet another priest in black robe. I just realized that their robes are open and I can see that they are naked underneath. I can see some white scranny diseased bodies. But i also see some muscular, well defined bodies with golden colours. Some are light brown. None have tan lines in the groin area. And i can see three black bodies. As black as India ink. And i can see their manhoods. Their Big Beautiful Black Cocks. They are half erect. The way you know that a man is becoming aroused but is not yet ready to fornicate. The old priest opens his robe (a soutane we called it when I was a young altar boy of 13 years old and would serve early morning mass with Father Bob) and he parts the black cloth to expose a huge cock. Even flaccid it looked more like a salami than a cock. He stuck his cock into what I finally recognize as a chalice. He begins to pee into the chalice. A dark yellow-greenish urine that was quickly filling the Rather large vessel used to contain small pieces of dry bread called hosts. He just kept pissing to overflowing and another priest fell down on his knees to start licking the floor and make sucking noises like he was eating his lunchtime soup. Finally relieved of all his urine, the old priest came forward closer to me and he took the small glass pipe and the lighter. His face came in close to mine, he was talk and could lean over and towered over my head still on the altar. “Now my Son, all this has been clearly explained to you am I correct?” “You know what is happening and what will happen next?” “Just to be clear, let me recapitulate. You have been chosen amongst all of the willing novices to be in this most unholy of ceremonies tonight, to be visited by the Dark Lord”. And you know what will happen here tonight, correct?” I nodded yes and tried to speak to a garbled croaky« yes » indeed I had been told. All of the novices who were here in Rome and now belonged to the Order of the Unholy Trinity knew about this special ritual. We were about 20 young men who varied in age from 18 to 23. I was 22 and one of the oldest. I was also somewhat more mature. I was beginning to lose my young boy twinkish look. I was beginning to fill out as a man. My muscles were developing under the hard work and tutelage of the priests in the art of body conditioning and development. My cock which was always fairly sizeable, was now developing into a true horse cock. It was very thick and dark. Darker than my golden skin on the rest of my body. And when fully erect my cock had been measured by the other boys in the order at 9.5 inches. Just silly boy games to see who had the biggest one. Alas i wasn’t the winner. That honour went to my buddy and roommate Henri. He was this good looking Boy from Paris. We were forbidden to engage in sex with other novices, but Henri and I couldn’t resist some fun late at night in the silence of our small stone room that looked more like a prison cell. And we were treated like prisoners. The priests would lock our doors from the outside after evening prayers. And we knew we would not get caught because you could hear anyone coming down the hall from a mile away. And someone did come every night. We could hear the footsteps, then the keys clattering in the lock. A short whispered order to wake up and follow the priest. And the footsteps away. And eventually we all passed our turn at least once or month and possibly twice as the rotation went. But i digress. The old priest said softly « tonight you have been selected for your ultimate challenge. The conclave is in agreement that you are ready to become a full member of our Order. Tonight you will meet the Dark Lord and he will ensure that you become a permanent member of the Order. ». I nodded in agreement. The mild sedative that i was given earlier was beginning to have effect. But just slightly. I still had all my wits about me. This would be the first day of my new vocation. All of us novices came from various parishes in North America, Europe, Africa and Asia. We had been nominated and recommended by our parish priests. Mine was Father Bob. When my family moved to a new city, my mother was anxious to get me involved in church life. She always hoped and prayed that one of her two boys would one day become a priest. So she was overjoyed when she found out I had been chosen over all the other altar boys to celebrate morning mass, every day, with Father Bob. My mind began racing about my time with Father Bob, but the old priest was murmuring in my ear. « First we shall smoke of the crystal collected from the underworld. I will cook the crystals and then create beautiful blue clouds to swirl around my head. I will inhale and then blow the smoke into your open mouth as you inhale deeply. And you will hold this blessed smoke until i tell you to exhale. We shall do this three times. Then I will turn the pipe over to you and we shall cook the crystals of the Dark Lord’s love together, and you will create blue clouds and you will inhale the smoke three times. And you will do like me and exhale into my mouth. Once this is complete, the Dark Lord will arrive, in all of his magnificent sexual glory. Do not be afraid of him. He comes for you. For your greater glory. And so we smoked. We shotgun the blue smoke. I immediately began to tingle. I could feel a stirring in my ass. After i smoked from the pipe three times and held my breath for what seemed like an eternity, I began to feel warm. Open to everything and to all possibilities. Then I could hear footsteps. The dozen or so priests in the dark robes made a path for someone arriving. He was massive. He was at least 6 foot 7. He wore a golden and crimson red cape. He was essentially naked except for the black leather and gold arm braces and the belt around his waist. And then i saw it. It was massive. Even Henri was a dwarf next to this monster of manhood. His skin was red. Fire red. His face was large and somewhat grotesque. He had yelow-green eyes slitted like a cat. He had beautiful white teeth. Two black horns sprouted out of his glossy curly hair He looked at me on the altar. He looked at my damaged pussy that was dripping little streams of blood. He licked his lips and I could see that his tongue was split. Like the forked tongue of a snake. He grabbed behind him and in his hand he started to caress a red tail that looked like it was made from leather to create whips. And at the end it was pointed. It look sharp. « So Jeremy, » he said to me softly. Are you ready for the rest of your life in the service of the being we hold in total rapture ? In order to fully enjoy your sacrifice, i will offer you more of the Lord’s crystals of love. I can administer them in two ways. I can put a large amount of crystals on the head of my penis which will have been moistened first in the chalice of Monseignor Antonio’s urine and then i will shove it into your tender and abused mankunt This will be very painful because the crystals will burn your raw skin and my cock will stretch your beautiful ass like it has never been stretched before. Or i can inject a nice dose of liquified crystals into your veins which will bring you instant gratification and euphoria leading to the next steps of our ceremony. Which do you chose Jeremy? ». Softly i replied « I will take your cock Sir ». « «What! He Screamed! I can’t hear you! ». I yelled louder « I chose your cock oh great Dark Master and Lord! » TO BE CONTINUED
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Chicago—May, 2022 I had heard a lot about Fornication from Keshawn. He had been to a couple of them—and loved the energy the porn guys brought to the sex party. He wondered how it would work at Steamworks. Would partygoers be up on the third floor with special tickets? The answer from Ray that afternoon was that no, there was no special admission price for Fornication tonight. Just look for the performers around the bathhouse. I was horned. I needed a good group fuck party. I got to the bathhouse around 10pm—an hour before Fornication began. Security was high—bags were limited in size and checked. My pockets and ankles/socks were examined. It is a drug free party—and Steamworks was stepping up to make sure that they protected Ray’s performers. I got a locker and stripped to my jock, wrist band and boots. I tossed the towel over my shoulder and set out making a tour of the three floors. On the first and the third there were slings in new places. I guessed this might be where the fornication guys would be… PIC POSTER I have ended on the third floor with my tour of the building. I like how my cock is just sort of swollen, not hard. It is stretching the pouch of this mostly clean jock. I go back down to the dark area on the second floor where there is a public sling, some gloryholes and a fuck bench. I stop on the steps down to the bench. Two beautiful men are fucking, with a bevy of guys in towels clutched around waists, watching. The bottom is gym built, between 45 and 50, a dusting of hair on his ass (and on his chest I eventually discover) and lots of it in his ass crack. Tats are on his muscular shoulders. The top is younger, more swimmer built and smooth—but for a glorious big bush, currently being smashed against his partner’s ass. His hair is long and sways with his fuck stroke. I take a moment to just watch before I move closer. My cock has erected. I am standing to their right. The Top sees me first. He nods. “Look who’s going to fuck you next,” he tells the bottom. The tatted bottom turns his head and grins his approval. “You’d like to fuck my man?” says the Top, with a slight smirk. “Please.” He pulls out. I kneel and begin licking the hairy ass crack. He’s an ass creamer—he’s wet and ready. I see the Top feeding his dick to the tatted bottom. I stand up and slide in. He is now very full of cock. I fuck hard and long. When the Top guesses I am done, I surprise him by eating the fucked hole again. I ask if he wants to fuck. “I get him at home—I want to watch you fuck him some more.” I gladly slide in again. Hairy Crack Bottom groans and calls me a hot fucker. I plow him hard. When I’m done, the couple kisses—pulling me into it, too. All three of us know we are going to fuck again before this night is done. * I go get some head at the slurp ramp. A guy takes me fully down his throat the moment my cock emerges from the hole. Only then do I remember all that ass jizz on my cock. The sucker seems to not care. Keshawn enters the room, on the cock sucking level. I excuse myself from the sucker and go greet him. We kiss. Keshawn bends and takes my spit covered cock right there. It a simple hello fuck—not long, not hard—as natural to us as shaking hands for some. A younger guy watches us. “I would love to take both your cocks.” Keshawn and I grin and take him to the first floor sling. We get the guy into it. “You better go first,” he says, looking at our two dicks. I eat him out and he takes my cock. Just. I can tell he has never had a bigger one from the look on his face. How the fuck is he gonna take Keshawn? I fuck him slow and long. Stretching his ass. Keshawn feeds the guy his dick. We switch. Keshawn is just too big. The guy taps out. We get him off the sling and onto some seating nearby. He tries to sit on Keshawn, just as Ray Dalton arrives to man the sling. It must be 11:00pm. The kid begs off—and Keshawn gets up and hugs Ray. Ray is great with faces if not names. He recognizes Keshawn from previous parties—and me from this afternoon. Ray grabs my ass. “You ready for me?” I shake my head. An insistent guy comes up to Ray and asks if he’s really fucking anyone tonight. Ray leads him over to the sling and shows him that indeed he is doing just that… * A bigger Latin guy takes me to his room as he doesn’t want to get fucked in public. But he loves dick I his hole… I fuck a hot Black ass on the third floor fuck bench, while a white guy jerks off to us… I watch porn guy Luke Morrison decimate asses on the fuck bench where I started. I hear him tell someone he’s a top only so I know I won’t be there tonight... We are into hour two of Fornication. The porn guys have rotated floors. I find Ray on the third floor at another sling. There is fuckbench nearby. Ray is plowing a squealing man. He is totally connected and into it. The beautiful couple is watching Ray. They come over and we watch as a unit our hands idly playing with cocks and asses. Ray finishes up, getting the squealer out of the bench. Ray hugs him—a hug that seems as sexual as the fuck. “Who’s next?” Hairy Ass Crack raises his hand. Into the sling he goes. The Top moves closer to watch. I find Keshawn—and fuck him, braced against the wall. Hairy Ass Crack is now out of the sling. He sits carefully on the edge of the small platform the fuckbench is sitting on. The Top beckons me over as I pull out of Keshawn. “Will you open me up before I let Ray into my ass?” I bend him right there and eat out his hairless butt. Hairy Ass Crack loves seeing his partner used. He actually gets fully hard. I eat. I fuck, with him braced on his partner’s shoulders. Just as I’m building speed, Ray is ready for him. I pull out—very pleased I could help… * I wander. I get my cock sucked. I go back to the third floor Fornication area. Ray is still fucking. There is a beautiful man on the fuckbench. And Hairy Ass Crack is rimming him. I move around to watch this. He stands up and gets his dick in the man, but he goes soft quickly. “You need this guy,” HAC says to the beautiful man, slapping his ass. We trade places. I go to my knees. My face is buried in this guy’s ass. “Damn, you’re good…” the guy groans. Hairy Ass Crack bends and whispers in my ear. “Make Dirk as happy as you did me.” I stand up. Well, fuck me, it is Dirk Caber moaning over the tonguing I just gave his ass. My cock head slides into him. Slowly and smoothly. He welcomes me with a slight squeeze. I push on in. Hold. And fuck. Here I am in another man I’ve jacked off to for a long time. I always liked his look, but his maturing into a Daddy really turns my crank. Dirk is panting and telling me how good my cock feels. HAC moves around and cradles Dirk in his arms—his head turned so he can see me pile drive into Dirk. I finally stop. I help Dirk up. He’s a little shaky on his feet. We embrace. Holding on to each other as tightly as we can… Next time—my final two hours at Fornication. The original post, with pics of the porn guys, is here: From My Side of the Sling: IML Friday Night: Fornication Party (part one) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 23, 2022
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Hour by Hour--Fuck Party at Zane's
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Chicago—April, 2022 Zane, my favorite Chicago scent pig, had been out of commission for a couple of months with some medical issues. To celebrate his return to sex, the three housemates threw another of their incredible house parties. The last one, in August, they really had to work to get guys to attend. This time, their entire mailing list of former attendees wanted to play. So many people RSVP-ed, the hosts were concerned about the number of men in the old Victorian at one time. I arrived early. I took the rimseat. All the prep of laying things out, furniture covers, etc had been done for the basement and all three upper floors of the house. So I chatted with the two guys I don’t know as well for a bit, with Zane for a little bit more and then went up to the third floor to nap until the start time. I knew it would be a late night and I had started the day at an ungodly hour… An Hour and a Half to Start Time I am lying on the only bed on the top floor. There is a sling here, too. The lights have a rheostat and are dimmed low and rather red. Zane has been up here fiddling with coordinating the house music off his computer. But he’s gone now. I am floating on that edge of being awake and fully going under. I have taken my boots off and unbuttoned my jeans. Maybe I drift away—for the next thing I know, Zane’s fragrant pit is covering my nose and mouth. I lick it, automatically, before I’m fully awake. He is straddling my chest—leaning forward, reveling in how my tongue is cleaning him. He moves, so we are mouth to mouth. He whimpers as he tastes himself on my tongue. His cock, under a bathrobe, grinds into my cock mound, only half hidden by my open Levi’s. The kiss goes on for a long time. I break it to sample his other pit. He has been in the shower, but I am still getting the essence of Zane on my tongue. We kiss again. Slow and deep. Zane breaks it this time as he unbuttons my shirt. He opens it—and leans in. He takes a deep breath. A long sigh—and his tongue begins to work. He laps at my right pit quite happily. “Kiss me.” He complies. It’s another long, deep kiss that makes my cock mound in my underwear. Zane reaches back and feels my hardening dick. “Let me say hello…” He moves down so he is sitting on my legs. He carefully takes my cock out of my black underwear. The head disappears into his mouth. I close my eyes and let him suck me. His tongue is busy, deep in my piss slit. I squirm and he is suddenly chuckling. He comes up and kisses me again. “I want to sit on that so bad—but I need to do another round in the shower.” Another kiss—a peck good bye—and he stands up and leaves. I close my eyes again, my cock hanging out… * I think I sleep. At least for a moment. My phone alarm goes off, telling me it’s time to change into what I’m wearing for the party. I go down a flight. I am spending the night in the guest room. I strip and do a quick shower. It’s a cool April night and I know the basement can be cold—so I opt for wearing my chaps. I add a wrist cuff and leave the harness in my bag. I stow all my clothes in the closet. I can hear the first guests arriving. Hour One I go down the stairs to the main floor. There are men everywhere in states of undress. Some are completely naked, but most sport a jock, a singlet, underwear or some piece of fetish attire. I find a bottle of water and take a look around. I am definitely among the eldest of the men. I recognize a couple from the piss party who are around my age. We chat for a bit. A guy in his early 40’s parades in front of us. He’s blond, with a reddish beard and a tight compact body. He is in a leather jock and harness. He looks at me, nods and goes around the corner to descend to the basement. I excuse myself to the couple—who tell me to use him hard—and I go down the stairs. The basement is dominated by a large double bed in the middle of the floor. There is a sling on either side—both affixed from the rafters. There is a twin mattress and a couch as other potential play areas. At this moment, we are alone. “Sir…” “Boy…” “I like your chaps.” I thank him. His eyes are all over my bulge. “I bet you like this more…” My hand cups my dick, growing under the stained fabric. “Yes, Sir.” “Show me.” I point to the floor in front of me. He kneels. I pull his face into the jock pouch. He does a quick intake of breath and lets it out slowly. I let go. He takes my cock out, looking at it, up and down, before it goes in his mouth. He tries for a deep throat and gags on it. The sound excites him. He tries again and this time takes me to the hilt. He pulls off me, with a sigh and begins sucking and licking the head. I am looking over his shoulder at a two tight, hairy ass cheeks. I let him get my cock good and wet before I tell him to kneel on the big bed in the middle of the room. I kneel and look at his twin mounds. They are covered in that light blond hair you can only see up close. I dive into his ass crack, spearing his pucker. It gives way to me easily. “I want your cock in me, Sir. And your load.” I actually laugh at him—here we are the very first people to be playing, at a party that will last hours. “Eventually,” he adds, rather sheepishly. I drill into him, my tongue leaving behind trails of spittle. I grease my dick with the merest gloss of lube. I stand and insert. He takes me like a pro. He sighs and tells me to fuck him as hard as I want. I start the thrusts. Slow. Deliberate. I slowly quicken the pace. He yelps. His arm flails out to grab one of the pillows on the bed. He bites into it—and grunts out a litany of garbled fuck talk. Hearing him makes me fuck him harder. I slap his ass—the sound bouncing around the basement. I stop fucking abruptly and pull out. He spins around and cleans my cock. He pulls off it, eyes shining and murmurs “Thank you, Sir” before he starts licking my balls… There are many moods and scenes from the house party. I am in a very busy time frame in my regular life—but I will try to publish one daily. There were over 90 people there—and, no, I didn’t play with them all. But I did more than my share… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Hour by Hour--Fuck Party at Zane's (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) May 5, 2022 -
I would like to have group fun in MNL , Let's get high
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Fun at the Bathhouse I went to the bathhouse with a sexy friend who makes it clear that he takes all loads. There was a line to check-in, full of sexy men. My pal got buzzed and it took ten minutes for me to get to the counter. We somehow got separated and by the time I was undressing at my locker, my friend was already doing laps through the dimly lit corridors. I lost track of him here and there but kept an eye on my friend as he hunted for raw dick. There was a younger couple holding hands a few places in line behind us, one of whom looked excited and the other looked nervous. I nodded to them and made a point to keep my eyes open for them inside. My pal did the rounds from the private cabins, many of which had open doors with a guy ass up on the padded bench they called a bed. I went took a shower and jerked off a bit as guys walked by checking out my body and my meat. I soaked in the hot tub and a guy sat next to me. Ten seconds later, his knee was pressing against mine. A minute later he was jerking me off as he fingered his hole with his other hand. He leaned over and asked if I had a room. I knew all the rooms were occupied and there was a waiting list, so I shook my head. Clearly, the guy wanted to get fucked in a room. I was feeling warm, so I took a cool shower before heading to the dry sauna. I made sure to sit by the door so I could see if my friend passed by. A few minutes later, my pal saw me, and he joined me in the sauna. A hung bear guy was sitting on the upper bench and started to massage my friend’s shoulders. I heard my pal ask the stranger if he had a room. He nodded. My pal stood up and let the guy lead the way. I noticed a biohazard tattoo on the small of the guy’s back and knew my pal would be taking his first POZ load of the night in a few minutes. My friend was just out of the sauna door when the twinky couple came in. They sat opposite me. One was pale and blond, and he gripped his boyfriend’s muscled tanned arm for support. The tan one leaned over and pointed to the exiting stranger’s biohazard tattoo. He whispered, barely audible, ‘you see, that means he’s POZ.’ The blond nodded meekly. Another man came in and sat next to the blond. He opened his towel and revealed a hefty glistening cock with that now-familiar biohazard tattoo peeking out of his pubes. The blond saw it and gasped. The POZ man let his knee graze the blond’s, who moaned in response. ‘Babe, he’s touching my knee,’ the blond whispered to his boyfriend. ‘Do you want to play with him,’ he asked. The blond nodded. The tan guy reached over and opened his boyfriend’s towel. The POZ man reached for the blond’s dick, and soon both slowly jerked the blond off. I knew something sexy was about to happen and the tanned guy lifted and turned his boyfriend over, so his knees were on the bench and his face in the POZ man’s crotch. I watched his pink hole wince as his boyfriend crouched down to eat his creamy ass. The blond had no choice but to swallow the large POZ cock now dangling in his face. His eyes got big as he clocked the tattoo and traced it with his fingers. The blond went from hesitation to enthusiasm as he swallowed that big dick to the root. After a few minutes of ass-eating and cock-sucking, the POZ top and the tan boyfriend muttered some words, and they then flipped the blond right side up and lowering himself to sit on the POZ stranger’s big raw cock. The blond groaned as he took that stud’s inches. There were four other guys in the sauna, and by now we were all jerking off. One got up and grabbed the orange key strapped to his forearm. He announced, ‘I’ve got a room. It’s too hot in here. Come with me.’ The tan boyfriend lifted his partner off that raw POZ dick and the four of them headed to his room, barely covering up with their now-soaked towels. The guy was right about the heat. I was ready for a break, so I took another cool shower and went for a walk through the complex. I knew I wanted to check out the steam room and the gloryhole / darkroom section, but I figured I should check in with my friend. I eventually saw him leaning against a mirrored wall as a hung top railed him. I guess that top didn’t have a room as it seemed like most sex had been happening in rooms. With the place this full, raw sex was now happening everywhere. I walked through the labyrinthine hallway of rooms and made my way to the sauna. I’d made myself comfortable when the twink couple reappeared. The blond was flustered and gripping his partner’s arm. The blond whispered, ‘sorry, it just happened too fast.’ His partner kissed him and he moaned, ‘it just felt so good. I shouldn’t have made them cum so soon.’ The tanned guy groaned and said, ‘you look so hot taking their loads. Just let me know when you want more.’ The blond kissed him hard and spread his thighs. His towel parted and his boyfriend reached down and played with his now-cummy hole. They leaned back and relaxed. I watched as POZ seed oozed out of his hole and onto his towel. A guy next to me reached down to my crotch. He liked my dick and the sexy couple across the way got me stiff. The guy looked to me for approval, and I nodded. He leaned over and blew me while I played with his slick hole. He was a handsome Asian guy with pointy pecs and a bit of a belly, and incredible cocksucking technique; he swallowed my dick all the way and just left it there, flexing his throat around my shaft. He asked me if I had a room, and I shook my head. He was overheated and went for a cool down. I whispered that I hoped to see him again later. I stayed in the steamroom and watched as another bear of a guy entered and made a beeline for the twink couple. The bear approached them and opened his towel. ‘I hear you like sharing your boy’s hole with POZ men?’ The tan guy nodded as the blond leaned forward and eagerly swallowed the guy’s dick. The man face-fucked the blond as his boyfriend jerked him off and toyed with his cummy hole. The guy asked if they had a room and they shook their heads. The tan guy laid down on the bench and had his boyfriend mount his dick cowboy style. He leaned forward, offering up his sloppy hole to the bear to DP. I watched as the blond took those two raw cocks right there in the steamroom. The blond leaned forward and kissed his boyfriend hard on the mouth. The bottom was clearly more experienced than I’d have guessed from his nervousness. The bear looked at me and saw my leaking hardon. He reached over and jerked me off saying, ‘you’re so wet.’ The bear arched his back and spread his furry buttcheeks apart. He guided my dick to his crack saying, ‘drip your precum into my ass and let me fuck myself on your cock!’ I nodded and slipped into his loose sloppy hole. The bear clearly took loads as much as he liked to give them. He stayed still as I slid myself into him and let him do the work sawing back and forth into the blond’s hole and onto my raw dick. It didn’t take long for the top to fire his load deep into the blond boy’s asshole. The bear squeezed my cock with his furry muscle butt as he came. He clenched and unclenched as I slipped out and a river of fresh cum oozed out of his matted hairy ass. I caught the slimy seed in my hand and smeared it on my cock. The guy picked up his towel and nodded. He guided me into the blond’s upturned hole, still stuffed with his boyfriend’s dick. I slipped inside that blond boy’s cumslick pussy and loved feeling my dick slide against his boyfriend’s dick. The blond made out with his boyfriend as I sloshed around in his hole. Even with his boyfriend’s cock there just wasn’t enough friction to get me off. Still, it felt amazing smearing globs of cum from the bear’s hole into this fresh ass. I was ready for a breather so pulled out with a gloopy plop and left the steamroom. Another guy got up to take my place as the door closed behind me. If my math was right, so far tonight, the blond now had his fifth bare cock in his hole. I headed for another cold shower and went looking again for my pal. I found him in the dark room in one of the slings. He’d brought a bag of huge butt toys and had them displayed on a shelf with a tub of lube. The biohazard top from the sauna, who was the first to breed the blond, was working a pig hole plug into my pal’s butt and then slipped inside. He pounded my friend until he pulled out. I took a turn, and the friction felt great on my dick. I figured I wanted my cock in at least one more hole before cumming, so I pulled out. I made a round of the darkroom area and saw the twink couple again. They nodded to me. As I walked by, the blond whispered, ‘OK, one more load, and then I’ll be ready to go.’ I turned back and asked if they’d been to the sling area yet. I motioned that way, and they followed me. My pal was feet up as another guy was forcing a ridiculously big toy dildo into his hole. The blond grinned and moaned, ‘I want you to open me up like that!’ The blond had clearly never been in a sling before and he needed a bit of help getting situated. Once his feet were in the stirrups, he relaxed. His boyfriend slid easily in to his wet stretched-out hole. He pounded for a few minutes and offered me a go. I took his place and gestured to the toys. As my buddy took a guy’s raw cock alongside an obscenely big toy, he moaned, ‘yeah, slide that in his hole!’ The tan boyfriend grabbed a big shiny dildo and slimed it up with more lube. I realized it had just been inside my pal’s hole and was now going to go inside his boyfriend without even being washed off. The tan dude handed the toy to me, and I pulled out. We inserted the big toy and let the blond get used to it. I let his boyfriend go first. He slipped in alongside the obscene toy. I spit on my finger and teased his furry hole with it. He came hard quickly and pulled out with a sloppy plop. I slid into his cummy mess alongside the dildo and mixed the seed, lube, and juices around before adding my own. Another guy stepped out of the shadows and slid into my pal, fucking him before adding his cum to his sloppy stretched-out cunt. I realized it was the sexy Asian guy who had blown me earlier. As he pounded my pal, I saw a trickle of cum leaking down his thighs. All told, my pal got fucked by four raw dicks and took at least three loads. The blond at least five cocks and I had my dick in one mouth and two holes. Not a bad Friday night at all.
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Indianapolis—November, 2021 (This post continues the saga of the Basement Sex Party.) Still later. I have Black Leather on his knees on the large table. He doesn’t want to get fucked, but the idea of me eating out his hole has made him a very happy young man. He huffs some poppers and reaches back to pull his generous right ass cheek to the side. My tongue connects for the first time. “Oh, yeah!” He’s one of those guys who babble with poppers. “Eat me out good…” I love the vocal encouragement. My tongue digs deeper. I spit and swirl it around his pucker. “Daddy, you know how to eat ass! Fuck!!” I sense more than see that someone shoves their cock in his mouth. He is still occasionally vocal, but now it is groaning around the white cock he is servicing. I stand up and slap my cock on his ass crack. I can feel him stiffen. “I’m not fucking,” I remind him, “just swiping some of my precum on your hole.” This gets an enthusiastic groan from Black Leather and a “Fuck, yeah” from the guy in his mouth. I go back to my knees and lick up the cock drool I left in his hairy cleft. It’s my turn to moan at how good he tastes. Black Leather swivels around. “Kiss me. Let me taste my ass.” Our mouths meet in a long, passionate kiss… * The host has been fisting the sluttier half of a couple, who had arrived later in the night, in one of the slings. The host goes deep—and faster than I would have guessed. The partner sits to the side and watches—his eyes never leaving the widening of his boyfriend’s hole. I go over, giving myself a breather, and watch, too. I nod to the host and the partner. The guy in the sling has closed his eyes to block out the room. “Would you fuck him with that big dick?” asks the partner. The host is in the process of wiping off excess lube around the used ass. “Go for it,” he tells me. I slide in—his hole is awash with J-Lube. It feels fantastic. But he is in the low sling—and I am doing deep knee bends. But it feels too good to stop. I plow him hard—hard enough for him to open his eyes see who is in him now. Out of the corner of my eye I see his partner pull out his cock and begin jerking to my using of his man. Fuck, I love couples who get off on seeing their other half having good sex. But my knees are screaming at me now. “Let’s get you out of here,” I tell Sling Boy. I help him up. I suggest he get on all fours on the floor so he can suck his BF as I go back up him. They both like this idea. I push back into the over lubed ass. It makes a delightful squishy sound as I fuck. I lock eyes with the boyfriend, now being blown. They thank me for including him in the scene—something that I guess doesn’t happen too often. I nod back and continue to buck into his partner’s ass, which pushes him ever deeper onto his BF’s cock… * The first cum shot is from a balding daddy into a 30-something otter’s hairy butt. This makes Keshawn even harder. He goes next on the otter. He fucks his super big cock into the frothy hole. He pulls out on the brink of orgasm. I am right there to clean off his cock of the excess jizz he pulled out. The first orgasm, near the end of a party, always seem to trigger others. Soon there are just a handful of guys left. I fuck Keshawn—thinking this will do it for me, but I don’t quite get there. A large bear of a daddy asks if he can be next. He bends Keshawn in half—and fucks him hard. So hard, Keshawn explodes, his load coating the table. “Will you fuck me again?” I turn. It’s Shaved Head—the man who was sure he couldn’t take my cock. I thought he’d left, so I eagerly agree. He gets on his back on the table. I kneel and eat his abused hole. After I opened him up, he has spent as much of the evening getting fucked as fucking others. “There’s a load in there,” he tells me. He’s right—my tongue has just made it start to drip out. I get someone’s cum in my mouth and stand up. I lean across him and feed him some of the jizz left in his ass. He takes it with pleasure-and we kiss passionately as my cock opens his guts one more time. I straighten up and fuck. This will be it, I know it. I fuck hard, with deep long strokes. Keshawn comes over and works my nipples. Black Leather leans down and sucks Shaved Head’s semi hard cock. And in moments I am there. I blast into him—and from watching Black Leather’s expression, Shaved Head gets off, too… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Basement Sex Party, Part Two: “Eat Me Out Good…” (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) January 18, 2022
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An Audition for the Bare Fuck Club My boyfriend and I had fooled around behind each other's backs for some time. I knew he was getting fucked by other guys, and he knew I was fucking other guys too, but we kept it discreet and never really talked about it. I always played safe with other guys, but fucked my boy bare. I assumed that he made the guys fucking him wear condoms, especially after finding a half-empty box of rubbers in our closet. I was headed out of town for two weeks for a project and we agreed to video chat as often as possible. The first few days we chatted and caught up, and he always seemed focused and happy to see me. On the third day, he seemed distracted, like someone else was in the room. I made a joke that I didn't want to keep him from his date, and he blushed before making excuses and logging off. The next day, I jokingly asked how his date went. I was surprised when he said, “Pretty well. He fucked me good!” I still wasn't sure if he was serious, and I asked if he was well-hung. “Fuck yeah. He's got at least ten thick inches, and he knows how to use it!” My jaw dropped. My boy went on, “When he came in me, I swear I could feel it in my throat!” I was shocked that he had let some other guy breed him. I guess over the next few days, the guy came back, fucked him raw again, and gave him his load. A few days later the guy brought a friend along too. Both guys took turns at my boy's ass before they creamed his hole. My boy made sure to tell me in detail how they used him and how much he liked feeling their cum leaking out of his slack hole. I couldn't help but be turned on. The following day was my last full day out of town and he messaged me a pic of his ass full of hard dick, with cum oozing out of his ass and puddling on his top's huge hairy balls. I came hard jerking off to his photo. My boyfriend met me at the airport and told me he had a fresh load simmering in his gut as he drove us home. As soon as we were inside, we tore off each other's clothes. Right there in the hallway, I had him bent over the staircase railing with his jeans at his ankles and spread his cheeks. I knelt down and slipped my tongue into his loosened hole. I was rewarded with a dollop of cum. I spit it onto my dick and forced my way into his cummy hole. There was a froth of cum forming around my cock as I pounded his ass. He moaned with pleasure as I added my cum to the mix already deep in his belly. We fucked again before going to bed that night. As he cuddled with me before drifting off to sleep, he told me how glad he was that I was ok with other guys fucking him raw. I honestly told him how much it turned me on, and that I would love to watch him get fucked and take some stranger's load. A few days later, my boy arranged for his ten-inched friend to come by to breed him after work. My boy met Joe at the door and kissed him hard before welcoming him into our living room. Joe extended his man-paw and shook my hand. He was HOT. Six foot tall, in tight jeans and a t-shirt that stretched over his powerful frame. He had a trim beard and a tuft of silver chest hair peek out of the collar of his shirt. He wrapped his muscled arms around my boy's frame and lifted my boy's shirt off. My boy started chewing Joe's nipples through the shirt as he unbuckled Joe's jeans and shucked them to the floor. Out plopped a beautiful hardening cock. My boy expertly deep-throated Joe's tool as he fished out his own dick. When Joe was fully hard and his cock shining with spit, he flipped my boy over the arm of the sofa. He jammed his bare cock without warning into my boy's raw ass. I was mesmerized as I watched Joe's powerful ass ram into my boy's body. I fisted my own cock as I watched Joe pump away. My cock was oozing pre-cum as I watched Joe's pace quicken. I crept closer to watch Joe's dick plow my boy bare. All the while, my boy was whimpering, “You gonna breed me, you sick fuck? Gonna give me your load? Gonna fill that hole?” Each time, Joe grunted back, “Fuck yeah, man. Gonna fill you up!” As Joe's pace sped up, his shirt crept higher on his muscled ass revealing a small black tattoo. My heart stopped as I recognized the symbol to mean BIOHAZARD. This hunk fucking my boy's bare ass was POZ! I wanted to cry out to let my boy know the danger he was in, but before I could say anything, Joe threw his head back and growled as he pumped his toxic seed into my boy's bare hole. I was silent until I realized that I had blown my load all over the floor. Joe withdrew his cock with a squishy plop and grabbed the back of my head. He forced my face into the diseased seed leaking from my boy's hole. I couldn't help but lap it up. I was about to swallow when he pulled me to my feet and drove his tongue into my mouth, sucking out and swallowing his own POZ cum. My boy collected himself and asked me if watching him get fucked bare was everything I thought it would be. I gestured to the puddle of my cum on the floor to answer and he dove down to lick it up. Joe excused himself to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and I took the chance to ask my boy if he had seen Joe's tattoo. He told me frankly that he had, and he knew what it meant, and that he was willing to take the risk of POZ seed if that meant he got more loads. I was still trying to process that my boyfriend had been knowingly taking POZ cum in his ass, and was planning on continuing, when I realized that Joe had come back into the room. Joe smirked at my naivety and asked if I was okay with what had just happened. I told him that I knew he was taking loads, but didn't know he was fine taking POZ loads. He told me that it was a natural progression, and taking POZ cock was bound to happen sooner or later if a bottom didn't demand his top use a condom every time. Even though I knew I should be outraged, my cock was telling a different story. I was rock-hard and drooling pre-cum. Joe reached out and stroked my dick, asking if we wanted to hear about a club he was in. My boy and I were all ears. Joe told us that he belonged to the Bare Fuck Club, an exclusive audition-only group of guys who liked to give and take raw loads. Some were POZ, but most were NEG. For these guys, it was about cum, not status. Every member agreed to a no-questions-asked / no-loads-refused policy. My boy was panting at the thought of being in such a club. He asked Joe what the audition entailed. Joe said he would put us in touch with the audition committee and they would be in touch. A few days later, we were sitting together in our living room, waiting for two strangers to come over and meet with us. I knew from their message that at least one of us would have POZ seed in our holes before the night was through. To be continued...
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Indianapolis—November, 2021 Keshawn had been after me to attend a mostly monthly house party in Indy. He loved it and was sure I would have a good time. It worked perfectly for me to get down there at the top of November as I was about to do a short contract in that area. He told me to come to his house—and he would drive me to the group. I could spend the night afterward at his place. That sounded great. I arrived right on time. He had left his door unlocked as he was still finishing up in the shower. Soon enough we were in his car and headed into Indianapolis. Once parked, we gathered in the host’s kitchen until most of the others had arrived. There were 15 or 17 men there—all different types, races and ages…and seemingly very playful. It looked as if I was the sole new recruit—the other men obviously knew each other. “Remember,” the host told me, “just have fun. Play with as many men as possible…” It was like he was reading my mind… We troop downstairs to strip off in the laundry area. I go down to my jock and put my boots back on. The lube is tucked into my waist band. Keshawn and I go into the playroom. It is easily three quarters of his basement. There are two slings at the far, side by side. There are boxes under them for shorter men to stand on. There are a couple of couches and some chairs. The room is dominated by a large table—just the right height for fucking. It is long enough that three men could easily be on it at once. Men keep streaming in. Everyone seems to have left on a jock or backless underwear. Some have a harness. I crack open my water bottle and watch Keshawn go to his knees to suck a handsome bear. Next to me, a hot white guy with a shaved head and a big dick is getting orally serviced from a slender Black man who is wearing a fair amount of leather. My cock lengthens. I go to my knees and stick my tongue between Shaved Head’s generous butt cheeks. “Oh, fuck…” he groans out—at the same time grinding his butt onto my face. I use my hands to pull the globes of flesh apart. Now I am really poking at his pucker. He obviously loves it, for he bends to give me even better access. I worry that I upstaged the cocksucker. I needn’t. Since it’s harder to suck Shaved Head, he simply moves around on the floor and begins to suck me. It’s my turn to sigh—a hot ass grinding down on my tongue and a talented mouth on my dick at the same time. It makes me work even harder on the tight hole under attack. Shaved Head finally has to stand up. He pulls me up to my feet and kisses me. It’s electric. He loves the taste of his hole on my tongue. The slender Black guy is between us, alternating on our two cocks. When we don’t break the kiss, he finally stands up and the kiss becomes a three way of tongues and lips probing the other two mouths. Shaved Head goes to his knees and takes turns on our cocks. He’s good there, too. He holds my dripping dick and mutters “I wish I could take this in my hole—but you’re too big.” I break the lip lock with Black Leather and tell him to enjoy it however he wants it. His answer is to take both of our cockheads in his mouth at the same time so the wet heads are thrusting into each other on top of his tongue… * A really large bear of around my age is getting plowed in the sling by a young man. I go over and work his nipples as he is getting plowed. He cranes around to try to suck me, but the angle is bad. I enjoy watching the mixture of concentration and lust on the top’s face. He finally takes a break, but stays right there. “I want to watch you fuck him, Daddy.” I come around and go to my knees. I suck the top’s cock briefly, surprising him. I quickly move to licking up the ass juice he has churned in the bear. “That’s so hot,” he grunts out, stroking his wet cock. The bottom is now moaning and, soon, begging for my dick. I stand up. My cock slaps his jock pouch. And again. Then it is pushing against his puffy ass lips—spreading them wide. “Fuck him,” says the top. He goes to his knees so he is eye level with my dick. He watches every inch disappear into the ass he has just thoroughly fucked. I move slowly into the Bear, letting the young Top get his eyeful. He strokes himself as I begin to fuck. The Bear is great at squeezing down on me. He opens his poppers and takes a huge huff. The moment they hit he has one of those babble moments—all about how he’s a whore, how he loves my cock, how he needs to be used by everyone… This has made the young top stand up. He pulls the box from under the sling, stands on it and shoves his cock in the bear’s mouth. The bottom is just as loud…but it is now moaning as he sucks the cock that opened him up for me… * Later. Shaved Head is fucking Keshawn as he leans against the table. I go over and watch. When he pulls out—I suck his cock for him. “Kiss me,” he mumbles. I do. We share the taste of Keshawn back and forth. He swallows. I pull out of the kiss and go to eat his ass again. He props himself on the table so that his ass juts out at the perfect angle. I rim him deep. Someone helps me by spreading Shaved Head’s cheeks for me. I eat and lick and spit, making his hole open so temptingly. “God, you are good at that,” he moans. I stand up. My cock head brushes across his exposed hole. This makes him shiver. I turn him slightly so we can kiss. It is just as hungry a kiss as before. He groans in the back of his throat at the taste of his hole. “I really want you to fuck me…but there’s no way I can take you.” “Are you sure?” I kiss him again. “Let me try. You can always tell me to stop…” His answer is to lean on the table and thrust his ass out. I go back to eating him. I lube my dick constantly as I do it. His hole has flowered open. I stand. My cock head rests right on it. “Oh, fuck…” he whispers. “You can do it,” I whisper in his ear, before my tongue starts reaming into it. My cock head is meeting resistance, but suddenly pops into him. He grunts. And tells me to stop. I pull out and kiss him again. He flips around and gets on his back on the table top. His legs go up in the air. A helpful mate, standing on the other side of the table, holds them for him. I go back to eating his hole. Shaved Head groans. The man holding his legs flops his semi erect cock into his mouth. I stand up. My cock head finds his hole easily and goes in. Shaved Head groans around the semi-hard in his mouth. I enter him inch by inch. Moving slowly, pressing forward. I lean down. I lick the cock of the guy holding his legs. He flops it out, so I get the shaft and Shaved Head licks his balls. My position makes the last inch of my cock go in. “I feel so full…” Shaved Head mumbles around the hairy ball sack. “You have it all.” Nothing like pushing in when his mind is on the cock in his mouth. He can’t believe it. I wait one more moment and begin to fuck his once tight hole. “Take his dick,” says the guy holding his legs. The table is now ringed with guys. Some stroking themselves, some working Shaved Head’s nipples or balls or cock (which is now only half hard.) I fuck very slowly—letting him feel every inch of me—until he grunt’s out the words I’ve been waiting for: “Just take my ass. Fuck me hard, stud!” And my hips begin to bang into his upturned butt… (More to come and cum…) Originally posted here: From My Side of the Sling: Basement Sex Party, Part One: "You Can Always Tell Me to Stop…” (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) January 16, 2022
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Fisting Party on Halloween Night
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
North of Home—October, 2021 So the actual afternoon/evening of Halloween I spent at the Ginger Bear’s house. Between us, we had organized a group of men to share some fist and some food. My only contribution turned out to be Ross (he of the enormous rosebud). The Ginger Bear invited four buddies who showed up. All were over 50. His friends are true bears. Ross is built much like me, tall and slim. I got there in time to set up my fuck bench—which was never used. Our host owns two slings and a third had been borrowed. Around 5pm the guests showed up. We sat around the big table near the kitchen and got to know each other over a beverage. Slowly we stripped down to business… Ross and I take the middle sling. There is action on either side of us. One man, half of a couple, stays upstairs, puttering in the kitchen. The Ginger Bear is to our right. He is working a rather large toy into his willing partner in the sling. To our left, the top is slowly opening up his bottom trying to make his very large hands fit. Ross gets in the sling as I open the j-lube, mixed in a tiny water bottle—so it can go along with the bottom for any other play. He braces his legs against the chains. I kneel and stick my tongue into his hole. My cock instantly erects. I tongue his hole until I can’t stand it—his moaning is so hot sounding. I stand up and my cock slides in. I am pretty sure I will be the only one using my dick tonight, but I know Ross wants any body part inside of him that I can give. I never have to wait long for Ross to get comfortable with my dick. I begin fucking him, hard, almost immediately. I love the sound of my thighs slapping into his ass cheeks. I pull out, kneel and eat his hole again. He pushes his rosebud, just slightly, towards me. His hole widens. My tongue pushes his insides back into place. I grease my hands as I savor his ass juices in my mouth. I stand and fuck again. Then, standing, I start with my left hand fingers. Two. Three. Four. Plus the thumb. All in quick succession. “Here you go…” My whole hand goes into him. Easily. Less is more in fisting. I do a slight turn of the imbedded hand to the left. Back again. And then right. Each movement sending shivers through Ross. I slowly twist my fist in place so I can slide my cock down my forearm. It goes easily past his ass lips and disappears from sight into my open hand in his ass. I fuck my hand—letting my cock slide between my second and third fingers. Ross groans—louder and with a shudder of sheer pleasure. So I pull my cock out and go into him again. This time the guys on our left are both watching. “My party trick,” I murmur and begin fucking into Ross and through my fingers that much harder… Soon it is all about alternate hands. Slowly and deliberately. In and all the way out. The Ginger Bear, on my right, has given up on his big hands with the guy in the sling. There is now a medium sized dildo attached to a fucking machine plowing into the eager man. GB is controlling the speed and depth. To my left I notice those big hands have finally been accommodated. The bottom is a verbal guy —loud and delirious with the sensations generated. I am moving to doubling up my hands in Ross. I have my left in—and four fingers of my right. We are so close—but I look at his face and he shakes his head. I ease back. Another day. After all he wants to experience other guys here tonight. We break. I go wash up. When I come back downstairs we all change up. Ross goes into the sling to our left and takes the big hands on that top easily. The Ginger Bear wants me to open up the guy he couldn’t get into. We roll the fucking machine out of the way and I grease up. I don’t bother getting my cock out, as I don’t want the conversation about if he wants it or not. My fingers go into his hole easily. Soon my entire left hand. The man is thrilled. His body gives off tremors that match his deep moans. It takes just a little longer for my bigger right hand to stretch him that last bit. It goes in and the man is wracked with a full body orgasm. We all stop when we are told supper is served. After dinner, I have a quick session with the very vocal man. He loves what I do—and lets the whole house know it… * This is a shorter than usual post—though in actual time, I was there way longer than a regular hookup. I think my problem when I abandoned it on Sunday was that it didn’t have the drive my posts usually do. After all, normally it is all about the orgasm driving the telling of the tale along. Not so with this one. I gave so many anal orgasms to men I can’t count them—but I didn’t shoot. And that was fine. Sometimes food with friends can be more important. So—it’s here—since this is my sex life, for better or worse… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fisting Party on Halloween Night (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) January 11, 2022 -
Grand Rapids—October, 2021 (This picks up right after Halloween 2) On one of the couches is the short, Black, mostly straight young man I saw at the first all gender party. He would fuck his girlfriend of the moment and allow the gay guys to suck his wet dick. He looks at me, but is attracted by the sounds of a woman being fucked in the glory hole area. He gets up and goes, nodding to me. I follow. My cock oozes. I really want to suck his soon to be wet cock. The Glory Hole area is completely dark. We go behind the partition. I can just make out a cluster of men. They are semi-circled around a plump young woman bent over a stool. Her Dom is holding on to her as men take turns fucking her. She is loud in her appreciation. The Dom keeps telling guys to rubber up. And they are. Including the short young man. Well, so much for that idea… We watch a large doughy man plow her. He hits the right spot and suddenly she is squirting—on the floor and on the guy’s legs. It’s hot to finally see female squirting in person. The man shoots in his latex sack and pulls out. A younger guy goes into her. The short guy is ready to go next. I watch, stroke a little, and wonder if anyone has a Magnum. The younger guy seemingly can’t find her spot. He shoots and leaves, clutching his baggie of cum. The short guy goes in and gives her a blistering fuck. He causes her to squirt twice. And it’s suddenly too much for her. She calls a time out and limps off, on the arm of her Dom, to the showers. The men disperse instantly. I wander and find the Cub where I started the evening—watching the bisexual porn. We don’t stay in the chair—we go to the table behind it. He lies on his back and lifts his legs. I kneel and am at the perfect height to eat his still damp hole. I eat. And fuck. The Cub groans. “I could shoot anytime now. You?” I try. I would really like to breed him. But the very act of trying makes the orgasm slip away for me. But two or three more strong thrusts into his hairy hole sends him off. He covers his hairy chest with ropes of cum. I bend down and lick some up. It’s delightfully sweet. He takes off, telling me to check my phone—he’s sent me his number. I wander. The crowd is thinning. I hear noises in the sauna as I check the movie area next to it. It is definitely fucking I’m hearing. I open the door. Two white men are spit roasting an older Black man. The guy in his mouth sits on the bench. The Black guy is bent over giving head—and taking a nice sized dick up his ass. He is being fucked hard enough that it pushes him forward and onto the cock in his mouth. The anal top sizes me up, never missing a stroke. “You want some of this hot ass?” “I’m looking to drop a load. You want it?” “He wants it, trust me.” The top pulls out, leaving the bottom’s ass lips gaping. I kneel and stick my tongue in him. The man pulls off the cock he’s sucking and begs for me to eat him out. He’s been busy. Fuck, how many men have shot in him and left? I swallow a dollop of cum and push some more back into him. “He’s a whore,” the top grunts. “Fuck those loads deeper—you’ve got the cock for it.” I stand up. This is just what I need. “Fuck me,” pleads the bottom. “I really love cum.” It’s music for my orgasmic ears. I push into his seriously filled ass. I love the squishy noises it makes as I fuck. “Breed him,” says the guy on the bench. “Knock him up.” I fuck a little harder. The sounds of the cum squishing in his ass fills the enclosed room. “You want my load?” “You know I do…” “Fuck him harder,” from the top. “Breed him,” from the other guy. “Please…” moans the bottom. I look down and see my cock covered in cum. I push it back into him—and explode. I shoot over and over. Images of all the asses I’ve fucked tonight flash by my eyes as I unload spurt after spurt… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Halloween Party 3: "Fuck Those Loads Deeper" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) January 6, 2022
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Grand Rapids—October, 2021 (This picks up right where we left off from the previous post…) A white guy wearing nothing but an orange jock is standing there. He has a thick beer can of a dick jutting out to the side of the pouch and his towel on his shoulder. “You want another cock?” I bark out. Osvaldo doesn’t even look to see who it is. “Fuck me!” I pull out and Orange Jock slaps his cock on the Latino’s wet ass. “Now this is gonna be fun…” I take my dick to Osvaldo’s mouth. I watch Orange Jock spit on his thick dick and push it against Osvaldo’s well used hole. The girth of his cock stretches the ass I was just plundering even more. Osvaldo stops sucking for a moment as he gets used to the size—and then begins sucking me like it’s the last cock he’ll ever have. Orange Jock is fucking him hard and fast. An occasional open palm lands on the bottom’s butt, making a sound that carries through the whole second floor. We attract an audience. The two cock suckers who did me earlier arrive and stroke. I make way for one to get some head. The other tries to crawl under Osvaldo to suck him. I move around to better see Orange Jock destroying Osvaldo’s hole. “Breed him.” Says the guy in Osvaldo’s mouth. “Naw—just got here.” He turns to me. “Let me see you fuck him again.” He pulls out abruptly. Osvaldo’s hole is left gaping. I kneel and tongue it. Orange Jock loves this. He pushes my face deeper into the wet, slippery mess of the puffy hole. I rim deeply. Stand up. And fuck. Every bit as hard as Orange Jock had moments ago. A new man arrives. A cute cub of a man. He kneads his cock through his towel. I pull out and Orange Jock goes back into Osvaldo. The cub walks up to me. He doesn’t reach for my cock. He pulls me to him and kisses me. He leads me to a dark corner behind the sling. The cub kneels and takes my ass juice covered cock into his mouth. I melt at his tongue work. “Come to my room,” I hear Orange Jock say to Osvaldo. He soon leads him away and the crowd disperses. We are alone in our corner. The Cub is giving me great head. Eventually he stands up and kisses me again—sharing the flavors on my dick. I go to my knees and pull away his towel. It’s a nice, bigger than regulation, cut cock. I suck it for a bit, then turn him around by the hips. He knows what I want. He grabs the chains on the sling and juts his ass out—right into my face. I butt munch on his very hairy hole for a long time. “You want my cock?” “Fuck me, daddy…” I don’t need more invitation. I stand up, rub more spit on my cock and press into the hole I’ve left dripping. The Cub groans and pushes back to meet me. He ass grinds and squeezes my dick as each inch penetrates. Fuck, I love men with talent. The temperature of our fuck sky rockets as I slowly give him every inch of my rigid shaft. “Damn, I knew you’d feel good in me…” I grunt my enjoyment and begin a nice introductory fuck. But soon I build to a blistering in and out. The Cub hangs onto the chains and takes every stroke… * “That was hot—but I want to get on all fours.” The Cub is taking me downstairs to the communal room where mattresses are strewn around the floor. Neither of us bother to cover ourselves. Our hard cocks sway as we walk. The room has five mattresses on the floor—but only one is in use by a straight couple in the far corner. We take the opposite corner. He goes right to all fours. Now I can really eat him out. I love how wet he is from the fuck. He groans and pushes back to meet my tongue. He rolls over onto his back. We kiss. Long and with very active tongues. I go back to ass eating, holding his legs in the air. It’s uncomfortable, so I suggest he sit on my face. He does, sitting that hairy hole right onto my probing tongue. He strokes himself, making the most erotic sounds. It’s time to fuck. He rolls to all fours again. I sink into him. I love the squish sound my cock makes in all the saliva I have left in him. I plow him with long deliberate strokes. It is a wonderfully connected fuck. We even turn down a third party as we are so into each other. I finally need a breather. He lovingly cleans my cock. We kiss again. He pulls a phone from his sock and takes my name and number. The Cub gets up, kisses me, then says we’ll meet up in a bit and goes off for refreshments laid out in the lobby. I go upstairs. On one of the couches is the short Black, mostly straight young man I saw at the first all gender party. He would fuck his girl friend of the moment and allow the gay guys to suck his wet dick. He looks at me, but is attracted by the sounds of a woman being fucked in the glory hole area. He gets up and goes, nodding to me. I follow. My cock oozes. I really want to suck his soon to be wet cock... The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Halloween Party 2: "I Want It On All Fours" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) January 4, 2022
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Grand Rapids—October, 2021 On the last Saturday of the month, the bathhouse was once again sponsoring an all gender party—this one with a Halloween theme. My leather served as my costume. I was glad of it, too, for it was a chilly evening. The whole gathering had a much freer feeling than the earlier mixed gender party I had attended. I still did not find the right combo of a bi couple to share, but I was very happy with the men who gave themselves to me… I am upstairs. Watching bisexual porn. I am sitting in a large overstuffed chair—the only chair at this porn station. There is a raised platform behind me where couples have been fucking—so far all men. I have stroked to the porn and the sex. More than once the bottom has gotten off the platform, walked over and given me head after his fuck. One time, a top followed and fucked the guy again as the bottom blew me. But right now, I am just fisting my very wet dick. A tall, built Black man comes up the steps and stops as he sees me. I recognize him from the walk to my locker. He was fucking a very loud woman in the downstairs play area. And here he is…his eyes riveted to my cock. “Fuck, you’re big.” I smile and remove my hand to show him all of it. My cock quivers and beads a drop of precum. “Can I suck it?” I nod. He bends, still standing, and licks the precum out of the slit. His tongue is wet and warm. He realizes he can’t take all of me this way, so slowly goes to his knees between my splayed legs. It doesn’t seem to be a position he is in very often. But he gives me excellent head. His tongue work is hot and varied. The amount of suction is good, but he can’t take me deep. He chokes each time he tries. He finally shakes his head and comes up for air. “Do guys really take that thing in their ass?” “Sure.” “I’d like to see that.” “Check in at the sling—I am sure I will be using it tonight.” It’s his turn to grin. When he stands, I see that he has tented his Andrew Christian underwear. “I’ll look for you…” He ambles off. I get up and move to the chair next to the empty sling. This is a much more private area. Almost instantly I have a white man of my age on his knees and sucking my cock. Another comes over. I suck him as he waits his turn to go down on me. The guys switch. I am expecting they will want to fuck, but no. They, too, amble off in search of a new person to share. I stroke. “Daddy, you shouldn’t have to do that.” A young Latino, maybe 35, is standing to my side. He is cute—even carrying a little Covid extra weight. His smile is infectious. He kneels and gives me the best head of the night so far. He pulls off, holding the base in his hand, looking at the cock he has been deep throating. “But this dick needs my ass.” Without waiting for me to respond, he is on his feet, and sitting on the saliva covered fuck stick. He slides down me. Easily. He holds a moment and begins bouncing on me slowly. “You feel so good, Papi, so good!” My hands reach around and work his nipples. He moans and continues his gyrations on my cock. When his legs tire, he pulls off me and swivels around to clean me up. He licks my cock hungrily. Finally he reaches for my neck, pulls me down and whispers in my ear: “This boy loves the taste of his own ass. Am I a bad boy, Papi?” I tell him no. “What is your name? I am Osvaldo.” I tell him mine. “Fuck me again, please. I like it rough.” He bends so he is holding onto the back of the chair, his fairly hair ass jutting out. I get up and go around. I fall to my knees and bury my face in his ass. This provokes a monologue: “Daddy, eat me….that’s right Papi, eat your boi out…” On and on. He is juicy. I can see why he said he loves the taste of his hole. So do I. It is obvious that he’s been fucked more than by me tonight, and maybe even loaded. I dig my tongue in deeper. I force myself to stop. I stand up and slide into him again. Osvaldo croons as I fuck. This time I am in control of the speed and the depth. I look up. It’s the bi-sexual guy who gave me head. He watches. Then he comes around to my side so he can really see me plow into the hot, wet hole. I slow down the pounding I am giving Osvaldo and start a much slower speed, pulling back until just the tip on my cock is left in him. “Damn…” Osvaldo loves an audience. He asks if the other man wants his mouth. The guy doesn’t move. He is fascinated by my very white cock splitting the cinnamon colored mounds of Osvaldo. I pick up the speed again. I rail into Osvaldo, slapping his ass just once with a resounding whack. “You want a turn?” I ask my observer. He thinks a long moment before shaking his head and walking away. “But I do,” says another voice behind me. A white guy wearing nothing but an orange jock is standing there. He has a thick beer can of a dick jutting out to the side of the pouch and his towel on his shoulder. “You want another cock?” I bark out. Osvaldo doesn’t even look to see who it is. “Fuck me!” I pull out and Orange Jock slaps his cock on the Latino’s wet ass. “Now this is gonna be fun…” To be continued. The original was posted here: From My Side of the Sling: Halloween Party: "You Want Another Cock?" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) January 2, 2022
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Moments at the Motel
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Chicago—October, 2021 Jay, my host in Palm Springs, was going to be in Chicago during the third week of October. He wondered if I wanted to come spend Friday and Saturday with him. I said yes. (As it turned out, I could only stay one night, as I had to return for an unscheduled meeting, as I am still working occasionally.) Jay had also contacted a couple we both knew from the piss party hosted in town. I had played with them a number of times there and during IML. One was total top, one was versatile. It took me forever to get to the north side. I have found Chicago now has traffic jams at all sorts of different times of day. Maybe it’s that people are now working more irregular hours. But I made it and checked in before Jay arrived. I set up the room while he was busy in the bathroom. I turned down the play bed and put my suitcase on the one I’d be sleeping on. I had not brought the sling and it was a good thing—it would barely have fit, the room was so tight. I had, at Jay’s request, brought the rimseat. Jay had packed some toys. All was set up by 8pm. Jay asked me to slide into his ass to make sure the playing field was clean. It was. I fucked him rather lazily and pulled out of him, just as there was a knock on the door… Steve and Ray greet us and waste no time in stripping down. I have not seen either for five or six years—but they are much the same, just slightly greyer. (Aren’t we all?!) Steve, the top, is shorter, with a nice cock. Ray, the versatile, is taller. He’s filled out a little more. Both are around my age, maybe younger, though I think they look older. Jay is on all fours on the bed. He demands to be fucked. Steve ignores him, walks around and sticks his hardening cock into Jay’s mouth. I go to my knees in front of Ray. I work valiantly to get him hard. One moment he is rampant, then not so much. I turn towards the bed. The fucking has started. Jay is bucking back onto Steve. His mouth is spewing a constant stream of gutter talk. I go over and shove my cock into it to keep him a little quieter. Ray has moved over to the bed, stroking his dick, now fully hard as he watches his partner plow. Steve pulls out. Ray sinks into Jay’s open hole. I move and let Steve get his cock cleaned by Jay. I move behind Ray. My cock is moving up and down his ass crack as he fucks, my arms around his chest working his nipples. Soon it is my time to go back up Jay. I hold his head down on Ray’s dick. If he wants to be used roughly, as he keeps moaning, I am happy to comply. I grab his hair and pull him from Ray’s dick to Steve’s and back again. My cock impales him over and over… * I am sitting, taking a break, and watching the other bed. Jay is working a long, slender dildo up Ray—all while Steve fucks him. Jay is attacking Ray’s ass rather hard. Ray backs off the toy and gets up from the bed. I stand and lead him to the rimseat. I murmur something about soothing his battered hole and crawl under. Before the seat comes down, I see Steve now using the toy on Jay. Ray sits. I get busy eating out his abused hole. Ray groans and takes a massive hit of poppers. His mouth starts running now, too. He wants my tongue in him. Deep. To eat him out. To get him ready for my cock. I grease up my dick with my free hand, in case he decides to ride me. And just in time. Ray stands and, in one swift movement, sits himself down on my hard cock. He pauses for poppers, than bounces on my dick like a man possessed. Steve turns and watches. Jay moves off the bed and in front of Steve to suck him. Steve ignores Jay, but his eyes never leave his partner impaling himself on my dick… * Steve and I are taking our last rotation on Jay. Ray has tapped out. He sits and watches us use him, kneading his half hard dick. Steve plows Jay, who is back on all fours. He takes it, moaning to us all how good it is. I take over on his hole. Jay eagerly laps at Steve’s ass flavored cock. He grunts out his pleasure. “Fuck, I think…” Steve is sure he’s about to shoot. I pull out and let him push deep into Jay one last time… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Moments at the Motel (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 24, 2021 -
A Pool Party and a Mystery Solved
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Sunday started very late for us. Eventually I wandered out of my bedroom for a bowl of Corn Chex. But I had two of them and a cup of tea before I heard Jay stirring. I helped him pick up the back yard before his partner got home. There were barrels full of recyclables—a thirsty bunch! While carting the fuckbench out of the sun, I kicked myself for not taking pictures of the set up for the party. Jay said he had some pictures—not of the set-up we used but some that would show something similar. So here they are. (For those you will have to see the original post--see the info below.) The afternoon I went off to a pool party thrown by the couple I know the least—but who I had played with for years at Chicago Water Buddies. They swore that there would be no sex at this gathering. There were a dozen of us arrived. At various times in the pool, one of the guest couples had made it their mission to get everyone’s cock in both of their mouths. And they were successful. I just tried to stay out of the sun while they shared me. In the spirit of the Wet N Hot weekend, piss was shared as they all went through the beer and water on the hot day. (112, I believe.) I am proud to say I got the piss load of the man I found the hottest—though he told his partner he was sure he couldn’t feed me. But once he started—he couldn’t stop—and loved it. Another convert! When I got home I looked again at the scrap of paper I’d found in my sock as I undressed last night. It merely said Johnny and a phone number. I sent a text—saying I had found this number in my sock. Instantly I got a picture back. Well, well. It was the cute young man who sucked me as he sat on the rimseat very early in the evening. He was headed to see family after he checked out of the gay resort, but wondered if I could meet on Monday morning. I said yes and we agreed on 10:00am. “Just send me home with an ass full of cum…” And that’s the post for tomorrow… The original post, with pictures of the set-up, is here: From My Side of the Sling: A Pool Party and a Mystery Solved (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 27, 2021 -
Palm Springs: The Massive Piss Party
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Palm Springs—September, 2021 I showered after Ortiz left and had some food. I think I may have power napped for my 43 minutes. Jay’s partner was away, so I knew I would be spending the first moments of the party tonight acting as host. Jay adjusted the lighting of the gardens and in the swimming pool—and the guys started to pour in right at 8:00pm. Guys are everywhere. We are at twice the number of men as on Thursday. The crowd is younger, too. Thursday was 45 and up. Today we are 30 and up with a few men in their 20’s. The wading pool is full of men wallowing in piss. The slurp ramp is packed with guys guzzling it down or letting is shower on their chest and crotch. The rimseats are busy. The slings take maybe 30 minutes before men hop in. The move of the fuck bench works—there is almost always a hot ass being used on it. I wander. I point out the lockers to the men still fully clothed. I often do this as someone is sucking my cock. It pays to advertise. I join the men on the ledge. A beefy man around my age steps up. I don’t let him suck my cock. I grab the base of my cock with my fist and present him with my balls. He gets them good and wet. I reward him with a stream of piss that arcs up and into his mouth. Only when it sputters out do I let him suck my dick. He’s good. A man pushes in, in order to stand next to me. He begins to piss on my cock as the beefy guy sucks. We all love the feeling of this. When he’s done pissing, I move the beefy guy’s mouth onto the new dick. I step back to the rimseats behind me. Jay had set out two—but two more have arrived with the guests. Three are in use. A young man, who licked ass all Thursday night, is parked under one of them, waiting for a new butt. I watch a hot younger Latino take a seat on his face. He gestures me over so he can suck my dick while a hot tongue is stabbing up into his hole. This guy is good, with great deep throat skills. He does my balls without my urging. He lets me fuck his face. He never chokes on me. I pat his shoulder and move on… * I fuck a bear of a man—with a white beard and a huge patch of salt and pepper chest hair. A parade of men pass by and let him suck their cocks as he takes me in his hole. Some piss on him. I fuck him until I need to piss. I pull out and blast a stream up to his mouth. It quickly becomes less powerful and coats that chest hair. A young man with lots of facial scruff is standing by—stroking and watching. He instantly bends over and begins licking up all the piss on the bear’s chest. He takes some of it up to the Bear’s mouth and kisses him. I go to my knees and eat the young man’s ass. “Fuck me, daddy…” he moans. I stand up and do just that—as the Bear holds him tight and the boy whimpers into the mass of wet fur… * My friend Rod arrives. It has been four or five years since I’ve seen him. He and his partner use to live in Chicago and threw fabulous New Years Eve sex parties until they moved west. I give my dick a break and we catch up as we each chug a bottle of water. Soon enough we notice a heavily tatted guy in his 40’s get up on the fuck bench. We go over. Rod feeds him his dick as I begin eating his ass. He has been busy—his hole is open and his ass lips puffy. He is also a self luber—to the point it drips onto my tongue. I stand up and give him my dick. He’s surprised by my size, but takes it easily after a few moments. Rod comes back and watches me fuck. “I’ve missed seeing that,” he whispers in my ear. And then pisses on my shaft—so I fuck it into Tatted Guy’s gut. I pull out and take my dick to the bottom’s mouth as Rod puts his large, curved cock into the super wet hole I just left. Rod grunts his approval and begins fucking him with long, hard strokes. Hard enough that Tatted Guy has to stop sucking and concentrate on his ass. I go around and watch Rod fuck. I kneel and lick the side of his cock on the back stroke. I want to piss on him, but I don’t think I can. It doesn’t matter, as two guys who were about to piss in the wading pool next door, decide to use us instead. Rod’s cock is covered, I am covered and the back of Tatted Guy is soaked. Rod pulls out. I suck his cock for a millisecond before I know I need to fuck. I push into the now super stretched hole. “I have to piss,” I bark at Tatted Guy. “Want it in your ass?” “Fuckin’ piss fuck me, man…” I slow down, but I don’t stop fucking. It’s almost there…I pause and my cock explodes with what feels like a geyser of piss. As I continue to piss, I begin a slow pistoning. Piss splashes out. Rod goes to his knees and tries to get in a position to lick some. I keep pumping. My eyes connect with Rod. I nod and pull out, stepping slightly to the other side. Piss drips out of Tatted Guy’s ass. Rod is there to lick it all up… * Later. The youngest man at the party—at least he looks barely 25—is having his dream moment. He is in the sling. His daddy is at the head, behind him, holding on to his arms in a loving way, not holding him in place. And the daddy is encouraging every man to use his boy. I have seen at least three men cum in him. I wander over closer as the fourth man fucks and shoots a load in the kid. I watch another man just fuck and leave. I kneel and taste the collected loads. I stand up and slap my cock on the kid’s mounded jock pouch. “You want those loads fucked deeper into you…?” The boy is breathless. His Daddy answers. “Do it. Fuck those loads into him.” I do. Slowly and deliberately. Rod watches. I pull out to make room for a man who looks like he is about to drop his load. He slips in and cums fast. This time Rod churns it. We move away as another man is welcomed into the kid’s ass… * A switch has flipped in Rod. Maybe it was watching that kid—but his assneeds my dick—and he says so. The bench, next to the boy being loaded, is free. Rod climbs on. I spend a long time licking and tonguing his butt. Getting reacquainted with a hole I used to know like few others. I stand up and fuck. He feels great. Rod tells me so, until he gets a piss slick dick in his mouth. I grin at the guy in a leather harness across from me as we fuck our respective holes. “Switch?” I ask. He nods and we change. Rod is getting just what he needs. He loves the taste of his ass on my cock. “Come fuck me,” Harness Guy commands. He stays in place in Rod’s ass and I move around behind him. His hole is wet to the touch. I slide in easily. “You do the work,” I tell him, standing still. He fucks into Rod—and back on me. All three of us groan. The kid in the sling next to us takes another load and his Daddy proudly announces “Number eight!” This guy feels great—but I want more. I tell him to get on the bench with Rod. He lays down on Rod, chest to back. I have two holes to fuck—to go back and forth. I fuck Rod. He groans. I have to stand on my toes to get into Harness Guy—but I can. And do. I give him half a dozen strokes. Back to Rod. He is panting now. Once more into Harness Guy. As I pull out, Harness guy rolls off Rod onto his feet. I plow into Rod. And shoot. Noisily. Harness Guy jerks—and grates out, “Let me in…” I move. His cock just makes it into Rod before he shoots a massive load. I go to my knees. I clean his cock as he pulls out. Harness Guy lets me—and then pushes my face into Rod’s cum dripping hole. I tongue it. I swallow our mixed jizz. My cock is still hard I am so turned on. I stand up and churn the loads…and shoot again. * It was reported that the young man in the sling with his daddy took 10 to 12 loads. They lost count. Late that night, as I got ready for bed, I found a phone number stuffed in my sock… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Palm Springs: The Massive Piss Party (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 25, 2021-
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Traveling to Paris on May 1st & 2nd. Looking for dominant tops as young as possible. Groups more than welcome. I can host in my hotel room @ CDG airport. If interested h.m.u.
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Near Home—August, 2021 Because the last trip to the bookstore had proved to be worthwhile (and ball draining) I went back a few days later. It was a Thursday evening, who knew it would be hot from the moment I walked into the gay theatre…? A very large man is sitting in the cocksucker’s chair. He smiles at me as I pass him and sit against the wall. He is likely twice my weight. His dark skin shines in the half light of the reflected video. I take out my dick. The porn is good if not exceptional. I get hard fast. The large man makes my least favorite cruising signal—he lasciviously licks his lips. I sigh and look back at the screen. Then he is on his knees and crawling across the room to me. I look down as he arrives, rather laboriously, between my legs. I have to make a decision…and I take my hand off my dick, allowing him access. He sinks down on my cock. Holy fuck! He has the best mouth I have had in months. It’s roomy and wet and he creates a suction that makes my cock drip. I sigh in absolute pleasure. He pulls off my cock and goes for my balls, licking them gently with a tongue that feels huge and pliable, but delicate. He burrows down under my balls, too. He sucks my testicles delicately…not trying for both of them in his mouth at the same time. He’s great and I tell him so. His eyes crinkle at the edges—and he goes back to Hoovering my dick. The door opens. A hot otter enters. He is white, maybe mid 30’s with a shaved head. He is in shorts and tee, showing off his hairy arms and legs and tufts of chest hair at the neckline. He watches us for a moment, opens his shorts and feeds me his long, thin dick. I try to give him as good head as I am getting. I tongue his piss slit. I deep throat him easily, it being long and thin. I lick his balls exactly as the man below me is now doing mine. The Otter pulls out of my mouth. He bends—and the Man on the floor lets him suck my cock—because he wants to taste the Otter. The Otter is good, but he is up against pretty unbeatable oral competition here. I do enjoy watching the Man on the floor get his first taste of the pre-cumming Otter. He grunts his approval and swallows him down. The Otter can’t stay bent for too long, so he straightens up. I slide to the floor. The Man graciously lets me suck him again. I am filled with Otter cock as the Man pulls the Otter’s shorts and underwear down around his ankles. The Man squirms around and plants his face in what must be incredibly hairy ass cheeks. The Otter gasps. I can only imagine what that relentless tongue must feel like in his hairy crack. Two or three more men arrive as we work him over. They stay to the sides and watch the show. Suddenly it is too much for the Otter. He convulses and begins to fire a rather watery load into my mouth. The first couple shots are so strong they hit the back of my throat. The next few pool on my tongue. I coat his cock with them—and lick him clean, holding onto his balls so he can’t pull out. When I’m satisfied his cock is spunk free I let him go. The Otter steps to the side and gets dressed, rather shakily. He leaves, patting the Man who rimmed him on the shoulder and me on the head. I get back in my chair—and Man goes back to sucking my cock… * The room has filled. Almost a dozen men. The Big Man has resumed his original chair. He has sucked a number of men as they come in. I have had one other guy on my dick—an amateur by comparison. I am just leisurely stroking now. The door opens. A dapper, trim, just turning middle-aged, white man enters. He is in a dress shirt and suit pants. Rarely do you see good clothes here. He looks around and undoes his belt. He removes his pants, folds them and places them on a chair next to me. Then the shirt comes off, and is folded and stacked with the pants. He is left in loafers and backless designer underwear. He kneels and begins sucking my dick. This galvanizes the room. If cocks weren’t out before, they are now. The man sucking me is good at licking but can’t take any depth at all. He pulls off me pretty fast and looks up into my face. “Fuck me with this thing.” I stand and pull my chair away from the wall. The dapper guy kneels on it. I kneel behind him and begin tonguing the ass crack framed by Andrew Christian. A white trucker type comes over and feeds the man his beer can of a dick. I get his hole good and wet before I stand and lube my cock a little bit more. I slip in. Much more easily than I expect. I am balls deep on the first stroke. The man grunts his satisfaction around the dick in his mouth. I begin to fuck. Out of the corner of my eye I see the Big Man go to his knees again. He comes behind me—and my ass crack connects with his velvety tongue on the backstroke. Fuck—no wonder the Otter blew so fast with both our mouths on him. I slow my fuck stroke a little, so I can grind my ass into the Man’s face. The Trucker cums, deep in the Dapper Man’s mouth. A Latino, a regular, steps into place as the Trucker leaves. I pick up my pace. A third man, on the other side of the Dapper Man’s head, is slapping a hard cock on his neck, head and face. The Dapper Man goes back and forth on them. One in his mouth, a hand on the other. Endlessly switching who gets his mouth. I fuck faster. “You want my load?” I bark out. He grunts around the cock currently in his mouth. The third man in, the slapper, suddenly erupts all over the Dapper Man’s face and hair. It’s all I need. I bury my cock deep in the hot ass I am reaming out and shoot. I feel the big Man behind me drill into my hole with his tongue. I stay in place letting him eat my hole—and still as he moves down, trying to find stray cum on my balls. I start to pull out. The man getting sucked starts to shoot in the guy’s mouth—but it’s too intense for him and he pulls out—shooting even more semen on the Dapper Man’s face. I am cleaned up by the big Man, who savors the mix of cum and ass jizz. I see him move in to felch my load as I do up my pants, slap the Dapper Man’s ass and take off…. To see the original, and read the comments, go here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/10/bookstore-highlights-three-free-for-all.html
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Indianapolis—July, 2021 Another week, another day off. I debated briefly what to do and where to go. But I knew I wanted to spend some time outside in the courtyard of the bathhouse on this beautiful summer day. And the sex would have to be better than last time, right? I strip at my locker. I go down to totally naked for a quick stop in the steam room. With the key around my wrist, I pass the sauna and hear the steam running. The big door closes behind me. As I walk through the steam to get to the back corner, I pass a man getting very wet and vocal head—and another man who is jerking to the scene. At the first corner, an older man is on his knees, eyes closed, with his hands behind his back. I thoughtfully stick my swelling dick in his mouth. His mouth is magnificent—a master at sizable dick and no teeth. I let him show off for a long time—then I fuck his face. We only stop for the heat has become unbearable. I decompress in the sauna. Now dry, I stop at the locker and add my jock, tucking the lube in the waistband. The boots go back on and the towel over my shoulder. I go up to the third floor and make the tour. There are new owners—and I’m told there is an additional play area. I find it—next to a porn jerk off area. They have taken two old rental rooms, knocked down the connecting wall and added a fuckbench, a chair and mirrors on the wall. I also see there are men in both TV rooms. And a few are on beds, with the door open. But many bottoms are actually making the circuit—and always lingering at one door. When I look in, I can see why. An incredibly handsome Black man is lying on the bed, ear buds in place, and stroking a large cock to porn on his phone. He looks up, nods, looks at my bulge and nods again. And goes back to his porn. I get some head in the big TV lounge. I thank the guy and walk around one more time. I watch a good looking guy in his 40’s hang out at the handsome guy’s door. He even removes his towel and shows him his beautifully gym-rounded ass cheeks. He puts the towel back on and goes to his room. I stop at the door. Handsome Guy beckons me in. “Shut it.” I close the door. “Show me what you got.” My cock is still hard and wet from the head in the lounge—the jock pouch does nothing but keep it close to my body. It springs out in full flower as I pull the cloth to the side. “Nice,” says Handsome Guy, stroking his own, slightly bigger dick. “I need to feel that in me.” He rolls over and gets on all fours. His ebony ass mounds are glorious. I go to my knees and bury my tongue into him. I pry his hole open with the tip of my tongue. I get him good and wet. I stand and work myself in slowly. I have to use a lot of lube—and it still isn’t enough. I add more as I inch into him. HG is groaning and moaning as if he’s never been fucked. He is jerking his own cock as I slowly, but inevitably, work myself into his tight hole. At last, my overgrown bush rubs against his upturned ass. “Fuck…” he mumbles into the mattress. I wait. And begin a slow fuck. His hand does double time on his cock. I build to a faster tempo—and so does he. I reach a good pace, my balls happily slapping his ass. But it’s too much for him. He spurts all over the sheet and begs me to stop. I do, and thank him, closing the door behind me. * I eat lunch outside in the courtyard where we can sit in various states of nudity. A good looking white guy in his 40’s—his hair pulled into a man bun—sits down next to me as I finish. We chat about the weather, then… “Were you here in time to see that hot Black guy plow the college kid in the steam room this morning?” I shake my head. “He is such a stud. But he only plays with really young men.” “Unless he wants to flip,” I murmur. The comment seems to go right over ManBun’s head. He is more interested in my jock pouch. Eventually we go in and up to the new fuckbench room. He drops his towel and sits on the chair. He sucks my cock to full hardness. I kneel and suck his hard uncut one. “Fuck me.” He gets on all fours on the chair…which puzzles me a little as there is perfectly good fuck bench right there. I eat his ass and then work my dick head into him. He stops me. “Let me sit on it.” I lie on the floor. He steps across me and lowers his hairy ass crack to brush the head of my cock. He slowly lowers himself. It feels incredible and he is less tense. He takes my entire shaft easily, in no time at all. He sighs and grinds himself down on me. He begins to fuck himself on my engorged cock. A nice steady pace. A couple of guys come in to watch. The third one in, he seems to know. “Jim,” or whatever it was, “Sit on this fucker’s face.” I look. A cute college kid, his long hair pulled into a pony tail, drops his towel and straddles my head. “His tongue is great,” ManBun tells him. “Then you will want to ride this baby maker.” The kid sits. His bubble butt almost cuts off my air, but I don’t care. I am lost in the double sensation of having two men ride me at the same time. The two lean towards each other and I hear them kiss. Too soon they stand up and change. But the kid rides my raw cock like a champ and I love eating the freshly fucked hole. The kid gets up. ManBun leans down and cleans my cock of their combined ass juices. They thank me and leave together. I am still lying on the floor when a man my own age enters. He has found the gym late in life and has a terrific chest and thighs. His grey hair is cropped close to his head. He extends a hand and helps me up—and climbs on the fuck bench. To thank him, I eat his ass and fuck him. And we can’t get enough of each other. We fuck the rest of the afternoon. I rim him again and fuck him there—as another man feeds him a dick and a load in his mouth. We kiss and I shove the cum he snowballs to me into his hole, which makes me fuck him yet again. We fuck in the sling—where I first feast on his now swollen, wet ass lips. I let another man fuck him. We go to his room so he can sit on my face—as he tells me he think the man may have silently loaded him. (He has so much ass jizz flowing into my mouth, I can’t be sure.) “I need to breed,” I pant. “Where?” He chooses the sling. And I breed him deep… The original post, along with 1000+ others, is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/09/back-to-bathhouse-you-will-want-to-ride.html
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A Brief Bookstore Bang
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—June, 2021 I did my work contract—and eleven days later I was finally back at the bookstore… I have arrived slightly earlier than usual. From the number of men in the theatres, I seem to have caught the last of the late afternoon crowd and the beginnings of the evening group. I sit in the straight theatre, off to the side. I have interrupted a man getting head as he stands at the back wall. The moment I sit, the two go at it again. Noisily. Other men are scattered around. Some even jerking. It feels pre-pandemic. I get out my cock. The movie is good and I spring to full erection easily. I don’t have long to wait. A short, bald man, currently masked, but is still recognizable as a frequent sucker of mine. He nods and kneels. The mask inches up and he takes me down his throat. He’s good. As long as he doesn’t use his hands. For some reason, he loves to squeeze my dick in a stranglehold. But he’s being careful tonight. He likes to show off to the others that he is sucking me. He groans and sighs for the audience. And takes my entire length down his throat. The door opens. Two men, around my age, come in. I don’t recognize these two. They seem to be a couple. They make a beeline for us. “Look at that cock. You need to try that out, Jerry.” Jerry, who’s slightly shorter, nods and kneels next to the man sucking me. This puts my current sucker off. He gets up, sighing loudly. Jerry goes down on me. And he’s better. Or at least his tongue is more active. His partner makes encouraging noises about sucking me as he unzips. I watch the new sucker work and ruffle his hair as a thank you. A hard dick slaps my cheek. The partner wants to be in my mouth. I open and take the thick cock, dripping pre-cum. Another man comes over to stroke to the three of us. The guy in my mouth is letting me take charge—I am rather glad he is not trying to fuck my throat, given the girth. The guy in my mouth tells Jerry to lick my balls. He does—and strokes the wet shaft with a light touch. “You should try this dick,” says Jerry, coming up for air. They switch places. The new guy is a decent cocksucker—but nothing special. Jerry unzips and lets me take his rather small dick in my mouth. He groans and then chats to his partner about my cock. The guy sucking me stops, holding me around the base of the shaft. “You want this up your ass, don’t you?” He waves my cock at Jerry. “Can I?” He asks his partner. “Do you fuck?” asks the man on the floor. I tell him I do. Jerry is a flutter. He pulls out of my mouth and steps out of his walking shorts and designer underwear. He leaves his retro Hawaiian shirt on but open. I stand up. Jerry’s partner stands up and ditches his cutoffs, too. Jerry bends and I go to my knees to rim. Jerry sighs and takes his partner’s dick in his mouth. I don’t linger long licking his ass. He’s obviously come to the bookstore ready for this very thing. I stand up. “You want this raw?” I get a “Yes,” from Jerry and a “You can breed him,” from his partner. I go in slowly. I’m big enough that Jerry has to stop sucking and concentrate. He relaxes. I feel him open—and I slide all the way in. Surprisingly, the man who was stroking to us, goes to his knees. Jerry’s partner shares his cock with him. He goes back and forth between the two mouths. He gives Jerry more of it—really wanting to see his partner take both our dicks at the same time. And suddenly Jerry starts to cum—letting it splat on the floor. He is shooting with each stroke I give him. This causes his partner to explode in Jerry’s mouth. And then pull out and give two last spurts all over Jerry’s face. The other guy on his knees cleans the spent cock as Jerry stands up and pulls off me. They both tell me thank you as they wipe down and struggle back into their clothes. The other sucker leaves first. The couple go out—still chatting. I wash up and piss. I go to the gay theatre—no one. I go back to the straight one. The men have vanished. I wait. No one is around It was a great 15 minutes---and nothing else happens the rest of the night. The orignal post, with comments, is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/09/a-brief-bookstore-bang.html -
As usual, this is not written by me, but it was archived by me; and I did a shit job of that. I guess this was written around 2000 and was posted in one of the pozzing Yahoo! groups that I valued so much. My thanks to the unknown to me author. I love this story and still jerk off to it, I'm sorry I didn't think to get your name. ---------------- so, yesterday being Monday and everything, I had a shitty time at work . . . busy as hell and I didn't even have time for lunch. but still, if a boy wants to look his best, he has to go to the gym regardless . . . so after work, as usual, I trekked my unfucked-for-the-weekend butt to the gym. it was crowded! everyone was trying to work off the Monday blahs. normally, I’d just go and wade through the madness, but I wasn't feeling particularly combative . . . so I just turned right around and went home. I ate a little snack and vegged out in front of the t.v. for a couple of hours. around 9 o'clock, I headed back to my gym, and the volume of people dropped considerably. in fact, it was nearly empty . . . just a few guys (some of them cute) working out. I ran through my routine in under 45 minutes. Incredible . . . I was feeling great, feeling pumped and sore, and, of course, feeling real horny . . . in the men's locker room, it was also almost empty. just a few guys who finished before me . . . showering, changing, etc. so, I took a quick rinse, and headed into the steam room. the steam room at my gym is pretty small . . . but it's tucked away at the very back of the locker room area. as soon as I opened the door, the steam hit, and I started to sweat. there were 3 other guys in there. from what I could tell at first, 2 middle-aged white guys, and 1 young Latin stud. it was pretty obvious that I’d interrupted something . . . hands were clasped over their crotches . . . and not doing a good job of hiding anything. I sat down next to one of the white guys, and got adjusted to the steam. the guy next to me must've been mid-30s with nice strong features: brown hair on his head and chest, nice pecs and arms. he had a bit of a gut and real skinny legs, but he was nice looking. the other white guy was about the same age . . . receding hair line, really nice smooth and tight body and a tit ring. the Latin stud was young . . . my age or so, and real hot: killer dark looks, ripped up abs and really kissable lips. a couple of minutes passed, and I just opened up my towel and brazenly ogled everyone. the Latin stud relaxed first, and started stroking almost immediately. very nice cock . . . about 6 inches or so . . . with a nice long foreskin that he pulled back and forth real sexy like. he leaned back, spread his legs and started pinching his tits. I followed suit. the other guys finally relaxed and joined in the j/o. the one next to me put his hand on my thigh and started massaging me. he leaned over and took my tit into his mouth and gave me a real nice tit-job. that got me all horny. the other white guy moved over to the Latin stud and they started kissing and jacking each other. my guy moved from my tit to my cock. I leaned back and started feeling real nice. I rubbed my sucker's back and chest, and reached down to play with his dick. it was a nice size, average. he got real into it. the Latin stud was soon sucking off his buddy's cock, which looked real thick. Latin boy's mouth was stretched tight, and the white guy was holding his head down. white guy #2 looked over at me when I raised my legs up and push my cocksucker toward my ass. soon, he had his tongue digging into my hole, and I was making kissy faces at whitey #2. Latin boy finally came up for air, and whitey #2 turned him around, and started to munch on his ass. Latin boy was moaning and writhing his ass back real bad. whitey #1 came up and gave me a sloppy funky-ass kiss and began to hump me. I pinched his tits real hard and he groaned into my mouth. eventually, since I moved my ass around trying, his cockhead caught onto my asshole, and he pushed into me. it felt real nice since my ass was slick with his spit and my sweat . . . he started fucking me real nice and slow. I looked over his should to find whitey #2 face-fucking Latin boy again. he watched me watching him. he got up and moved over to us, taking Latin boy with him. he pulled him off his cock, and shoved Latin boy's face into my whitey fucker's ass. I felt his cock jump and wiggle inside me when this happened. I was enjoying myself I heard the Latin boy say something. "c'mon. I’ll pull out," whitey #2 said. "no way. I play safe." "c'mon, it'll feel good." I think (cuz I couldn't see very well behind my fucker) that whitey #2 must've tried something, cuz Latin boy got nasty. "get the fuck offa me." and then Latin boy grabbed his towel and walked out. whitey #2 came over to me and I just smiled and open wide. his cock was nice and big, and really thick. fuck, my mouth hurt stretching wide to fit it inside of me. he started to pinch my tits touching me all over, saying shit like "suck it" and "fuck him raw." whitey #1 started slamming harder and harder. he'd only been fucking me for about 15 or 20 minutes, but he was cumming. I felt his cock pulse in my ass. he kept fucking, telling me how hot my ass was. he pulled out his cummy cock after a few minutes and moved aside. he mumbled thanks and left. whitey #2 moved between my legs and looked me hard in eyes as he slid his cock in. I just grabbed hold his tits and pulled him forward. he leaned over to kiss me as he started to push in. I was nice and slick so his cock moved right in, opening me up. it felt so hot to have a nice wide cock inside my ass. I was moaning and clenching and moving around and chanting "fuck me." we got a nice groove going, when the door to the steam room suddenly opened. we both froze and looked. it was Latin boy again. promptly, whitey #2 started to fuck again. Latin boy came over and watched, stroking his cock. he started rubbing my tits, and then tried to touch whitey. he pushed his hands away. Latin boy tried again, and again, whitey pushed him away. Latin boy turned his attention back to me, and I was loving it. I watched Latin boy and saw that he was hungry for some fun and attention. I pulled him down to me and started kissing him, and with a free hand, jerking him off. he responded nicely. slowly, adamantly, I kissed him harder, and started pulling his arm and body across me. pretty soon, I had him straddling me and rubbing his nice cock against mine. my hands roamed all over his body from his tits to his balls to his ass, kneading and spreading those nice cheeks. we kept kissing and he kept groaning and humping. whitey slowed down his fucking considerably as I did this. soon enough, I felt his cock exit my sore butt. Latin boy tensed up a bit, but I grabbed his head and shoved my tongue into him and twisted his tit. nothing but moaning and groaning. he gasped into my mouth when (I assume) whitey popped into him. I opened my eyes from our kiss and watched his pretty face grimace in pain. I guess he wasn't quite slick enough for whitey. then, our face bouncing began. whitey must've been slamming into him pretty hard because my lips are bruised from bumping into the Latin boy's pretty face. it was a bit of a struggle, but I wiggled my ass onto Latin boy's cock. the look of pleasure on his face was great. he slipped into my nice moist hole and started fucking himself into me and onto the big white cock. soon, white guy did some major fucking, pinning Latin boy against me, and thrusting hard. every time he thrust into Latin boy's ass, Latin boy's cock fucked me. I was in major heaven watching Latin boy lose his raw fucking cherry. soon, Latin boy was moaning heavy and then he nearly screamed out loud if I wasn't kissing him. he came into me, nice and long, shaking and quivering like it was his first orgasm. whitey just kept fucking like there was no tomorrow, not caring that Latin boy had cum. I pulled myself off Latin boy and got up and shoved my cock into his pretty face. he didn't complain much as we both fucked him. I leaned over and kissed white guy and twisted his nips. his fucking made Latin boy's sucking automatic. I leaned into white guy's ear and whispered, "yeah, fuck his ass man. drop your fucking hot load in there. give it to him, man. cum inside him. knock him up real good. c'mon, do it dude. poison him." white guy jack rabbited and dropped his load in about 10 strokes. he kept slamming and cumming and making the sexiest i'm-cumming face. I pulled out and jerked fast, and blew a nice heavy load all over Latin boy's face. I snatched his jaw, and opened his mouth to blow a few shots into him mouth, then shoved my cock in and finished off. l Latin boy swallowed some and I just smeared my cum all over his face. white guy pulled out and just left. I grabbed Latin boy and kissed him some more, but he seemed to want to leave, so I let him. I went out after a few minutes, and saw whitey getting dressed. he motioned me over to him. he asked me when I was gonna be at the gym again.
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