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I have a local buddy who just wrote an in-depth review of the latest 2024 edition of Darklands fetish and kink event in Antwerp, Belgium. When he described going to one of the event parties and standing on a balcony overlooking the dance floor, grabbing the rail and bending over and having tons of daddies coming up behind to breed and seed his hole, I started searching for flights to Belgium and next year’s event. Does anyone else have similar stories about the Darklands event? Here is the link to my buddy’s two-part review [think before following links] https://daily.squirt.org/leather-rubber-masters-subs-and-more-explore-the-first-part-of-darklands-2024/ -
IML 2023: Toy Play & The Horse Market
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Chicago—May, 2023 I slept so well on Thursday night after unloading that large load in the motel cumdump. Friday, I had a late breakfast and was not planning on doing anything as I was headed to another Horse Market that night. I knew that I did not want to fuck at all during the morning or afternoon, keeping the entire reserve of my freshly-made-over-night seed for the mares. But Evan, the man who usually drives to my house from the burbs of Chicago, saw I was in town. He was fine with me not wanting to use my dick. He’d bring toys and I had my hands. He arrived before the motel filled up the rest of the way for the weekend. He brought with him three beautiful Square Peg copper-colored toys, lube and some pads to protect the bed and carpet. We started with him on all fours. I used all three of the superbly crafted toys on him before I switched to my hands. Then we took a break. He flipped to his back and we did it all again. An almost two-hour session. Somehow with my dick out of play, I don’t think this meet needs a play by play. But it was a great way for me to have some action during the day—and still keep my cock wanting all that ass that night. And it’s always good to see Evan… Chicago—May, 2023 After Evan left, I cleaned up, ate an early dinner and went to the venue for check in at 6pm. It is an art gallery located between Boystown downtown and the gay bars on the north side. It is always odd to stand around with the other tops waiting to go in. But this time, being in a city I know well, I knew three of them from other events in Chicago. I also saw a man I recognized from the Horse Market in Cleveland in April. There was one more man I knew, Eric, who had been in the two porn videos I shot here during IML’s past. We were finally ushered in and stripped down in the room. PIC (Just today HMSF published the newsletter about this event and used this picture. I hope he is fine with me showing off the space, too, saving a lot of words.) It was more compact than the space in Cleveland, but that’s not a bad thing. It would make the mares kneel closer together on the tables. I was sure we’d be slipping into one from another, that much easier. I stripped down and added my chaps and harness. (It is a leather weekend, after all!) and checked my bag of clothes. I got my picture taken with my assigned number on a wrist band held next to the bulge in my jock. And we waited. Finally, we were led out of the room so the mares could be let in. We waited in a stairwell—men feeling themselves up to make sure that their cock was starting to pump blood. We were let in… It is a breathtaking sight to see so many naked or jocked (and hooded!) men offering their asses to you. I would guess there are 30 or so mares presenting themselves to us. All but one has a red hood—meaning they want it bareback. It looks like there are a few more stallions; some are waiting their turn to get into a man. I find a lovely round and hairy white butt in the air. I kneel and rim him. He groans, joining the moans and groans of all the other mares—and a good number of stallions, too. I finally feel like I have opened his tight ass enough to get in. I tell him this is a big one to start—and inch into him. He yelps—but relaxes with some poppers. I fuck him slow—then hard. He thanks me and I move on. An ebony ass next. Dark skin and jet black hair in the crack. I spread his full cheeks apart. His ass lips are already puffy. I have seen three guys use him already. I rim him. He babbles a running stream of ‘fucks!’ His ass is juicy—a natural luber—and I stay on my knees a long time. Finally, I fuck him. “Now that’s a cock,” he groans. He squeezes down on me. I sigh. I fuck him for a long time—and return countless times to him in the next few hours… * It's hot and airless in here now. I rather wish I had not worn my leather. I have fucked big bears in slings. And one on the bench. I railed two otters who were kissing each other and moaning into the other’s mouth—as another top and I traded off on them. Back and forth we went in their holes. There have been a few very subby men who barely whimper—and just take it. I now have three favorites…The Black man I mentioned early on, and two men in slings. One is a bear. He seems to be a load magnet. Men are always fucking him and seem to lose control and give him their seed. He encourages me to always churn the cum and push it deeper into him. I do. Again and again as the night wears on. The other is a young furry man in the opposite sling. He is young and lithe with a nice chest and a hole that will not let go of any cock in it. I stand by his head, my cock, covered in cum from his ass, is in his mouth as he takes a younger top. The top explodes inside. I move around to felch. He begs me to snowball it to him. I do, drop by drop. He is so turned on, his cock erects inside his blue jock. I fuck him again—and promise I will be back. * It is late. I go to the sling with the bear. I have decided I want to load him. He has not had as many as the young guy, so I want to help even things out for him. But he gone. The sling is empty. I go to the young man. He is being pounded by first one then another of two guys that I have seen work in tandem all evening. The first guy, on round two, loses it. He cums. The other guy drives into the slippery mess. I stand to the side—waiting and stroking. They leave. I go to my knees and begin to felch. “You’re here—perfect timing,” the otter groans. “Feed them to me?” I make myself stand up. I lean across him and kiss him with the mouthful of jizz. No dripping into his open mouth this time. Our tongues collide, pushing the creamy mess back and forth in our mouths. He groans. I feel his hard cock press against my own. I go back and eat a little more. We repeat the kiss. We are both damned hungry for each other. I need to breed. I slip into him. I have swallowed and shared a lot of cum—but he is still creamy inside. I love the wet sloshing sound I make as I fuck. And I’m there. I shoot a replacement load for what we’ve eaten out of him. I bend to kiss him again. We hold like that for a long time. My dick will not go down. “Let me clean it,” he murmurs. I go down and felch my own load for a moment. I share it with the otter. He swallows hungrily. And only then do I let him clean my cock. “You are still really hard. Fuck me.” I do. And I actually can give him a second load! The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: IML 2023: Toy Play (and an Update) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 5, 2023 And Here: From My Side of the Sling: IML 2023: Horse Market (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 6, 2023 -
*all characters are 18 or older Inspired by pm from @swimslut and a very vivid dream last night. I hope you all enjoy: My name is Mark. Im an asshole. More on that later. I'm an elite level swimmer. I am the best at my university, and I nearly made the Olympic team two years ago. As a swimmer I've traveled the country winning nearly all my heats and gotten in most podiums. I've also had numerous encounters during these events. At least one was more fateful than the rest. You see, I'm HIV positive. I don't know who gave it to me, but it's opened up a huge new horizon for me. As someone that's tested regularly for drugs, I'm not taking meds. Even though the doc at the clinic told me I needed to due to how high my viral load is. It's only gone up in the last six months since my diagnosis. I dont know how many guys I've given it to. But I had one dream target. My little brother Jake is the golden child of the family. Not just with my parents, but my entire family. It's hard to live up to the standards my little brother set, but I've taken him down a significant peg... 30 days ago Text from Andy: Yo Mark. We're have a get together at our place tonight. You should come over. I found a hot lil slut that doesn't know he's a slut yet. I popped that freshly legal cherry last night. Attached was an image of the sexiest ass I've ever seen. I need to breed this one. Reply to Andy: goddamn dude. I'd love to have a go in that boipussy. But you don't want what I got and i sure as hell don't wanna ruin my connection to the best green in the state. Andy: I hear you. As long as I get him before you, I don't give a fuck what you have. This twink isn't local so its not like im going to fuck him again. He's just here for the state swim meet. I got a new batch of the good if you wanna try. I'll let you have him for free. Party starts at 4, he'll be here after 5. Me: I'm down. I'll be there after the meet. Gotta support the my lil bro. Andy: I didn't know you had any siblings. I'll see you after the meet then. Bring some swim gear. We got a big ass pool and there will be plenty of ass for you. Me: He's a golden child, so normally I wish I didn't have a sibling. I'll catch you tonight. I took a shower and headed out of town to meet my parents at the meet. After lunch with the folks, we head to the local community college to watch Jamie. I get bored and walk around while the girls are swimming and see a couple fan boys looking at me. Lust in their eyes. I walk over and make small talk. They are aware of who I am in the swim community and one keeps licking his fat dick sucking lips. All these fine assess in speedos got me hard and this one will do. "You know where the bathroom is?" I ask the one now staring at my bulge. "Um. It's over there." And points to the main bathroom area. There are tons of people and not enough room in the stall for both of us. "That's not what I want. Where's a private bathroom or area for...dark deeds." He gives me some directions hurriedly and is breathing heavily. "You 18?" "Yes, I am Mark. Two months ago." "Show me the bathroom. I wanna discuss your technique." He glances around and grabs my hand to guide me. We get to one of the office bathrooms and he locks the door. He quickly gets in his knees and fishes my fat member out. "Jesus it's bigger than I thought. It's so big in the speedos." "That's cause it's soft in those pics, it's only a semi right now. I gotta piss." He takes it in his mouth and starts sucking. I take out my phone and record him drinking my piss. "If your good enough at giving me head, I'll fuck you raw tomorrow and share it on my private Twitter." "Deal! I thought that was your account I found." "Shut up slut." I force his head on my cock and begin to face fuck him. After a few minutes I felt that all too familiar sensation in my balls. I waited until the last moment and pulled my cock out of this lil twinks mouth and shot my load all over his face. First shot went into his left eye then his hair, cheek, and chin. I shoved my cock back in his mouth for the last twitch. He continued moaning and sucking on my rod. So I pulled my phone out and took a few more pics of his cum covered face. I began recording a live video for my private snapchat of this cum covered slut sucking my cock until I had to piss again. "Hold it all you filthy whore." I stopped mid stream, "show us what's in your mouth." He opens up revealing my piss in his mouth. "Swallow." As soon as he complies, I continue pissing on his face, then his hair, and on his speedo covered cock. I stuff my cock back into my shorts and quickly make my way back to the bleachers. On my way I note a very sexy ass in a size too small speedo jiggling in front of me down the hall. Very bubbly. Tight and fit thighs. A very feminine silhouette but clearly a male competitor from my old high school. I lick my lips and take note of his height to scope out my brother's teammate for a potential hookup for this week since I'll be home for break. This is one ass I wanna destroy and whore out even. He heads to the team area and I head up the bleachers and sit next to the parents. "What took you so long?" My dad asks. "I met some fanboys, so I had to encourage them." "Okay." My dad says. My mom continue to stare almost knowingly. I smirk and try to find that great ass across the pool from us. I gander at all the fit and sexy meat. I scan down the pool looking for the familiar green and yellow speedos. "How was Jake?" My dad asks. There they are. "Umm, I'm not sure." I inspect the team more throughly. "I didn't see him." "Really?" I find the ass pointing right at me. Bent over at the hips. Hands caressing the calves as the slide their way up the legs. God this slut is perfect. Look at that flexibility. Hands make their way up the thighs. He adjusts the back of the speedo making me bite my lip as my cock awakens. He begins to turn around towards the crowd. I devour up the lithe body presenting to the crowd. My dad continues, "He walked out right in front of you coming out of the hallway." I lock eyes finally with this perfect fuck meat. My perfect little brother. Jake. He waves at us. At the predator looking for a feast.
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The Horse Market at CLAW
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Cleveland—April, 2023 It was time for CLAW—Cleveland’s Leather Weekend. But this year, I knew I wouldn’t be there for long. With the contract I was working on (and a command to show up to the family Easter dinner) I had limited time away. I chose to do the Horse Market, stay the night and perhaps play a little in the afternoon on Saturday before coming home. Well, in the end the Horse Market satiated me completely. If you have not heard of the Market, here is some background, from last year’s post: “The Horse Market is a sex party that started in Berlin and has spread to a number of European cities—and finally there is one in San Francisco which also hosts events around the USA. There are very specific rules. Men can sign up for the party as a Stallion (top) or a Mare (bottom). No one can switch mid-party. The Mares are naked and hooded so every dick they take is anonymous. There are red hoods for bareback and white hoods for condom only.” We were in the same space (a straight bondage club.) I had written the organizer and volunteered my sling and fuck bench. I got there early to see if he needed them. He didn’t. Other men had brought slings and the space was crowded. At the appointed time the Stallions went in one door and Mares into another so we couldn’t see each other. I checked in and was given my bottle of lube that had a convenient cord to hang around my neck. I stripped and geared up in boots, chaps, harness and the jock I am grunging up for my Canadian friend. I checked my bag and then had my registration number Magic Markered onto my shoulder. We hung out in the play space—a series of tables for Mares to kneel on; stands to lean on; fuck benches and five or six slings. The Stallions chatted and joked together. I met two men I knew from Chicago. I filled up my water bottle. As the fucking hour approached, the organizer went through the rules. He reminded us to touch the ass we were about to fuck so the Mare knew someone was there; to take out any cock jewelry or at least tell the bottom you had some; to notify the handlers if you saw a Mare in distress; no sex acts between Stallions. And that this evening, all the mares were wearing red hoods—everyone wanted it bare. We were asked to go into a cramped room where all the usual BDSM equipment had been stored. We just fit. It looked to me like there about 35 of us. Out in the main room, we heard the shuffle of feet as the handlers helped the hooded mares into place. We laughed together—nerves were showing. Some of the men began rubbing their dicks to life. The doors opened and we flooded back into the playspace… Naked, hooded men are everywhere. I walk past a row of slings to the communal padded table, where eight men are all kneeling, two to a side. I find a full, hairy ass. I touch the man’s butt as I kneel. I tongue his ass crack making him moan. Other Stallions around me are fingering lube into the hole of their first fuck. I grease myself as I eat him out. His hole has loosened under my tonguing. I stand and slide into him. He grunts and tells me how good I feel in his hairy chute. “Fuck him with that big dick,” says the top next to me. “You’re sure gonna ruin some holes tonight.” I turn and grin at him. It’s nice to actually see someone’s face. We fuck our Mares, unconsciously matching the speed of the stroke with the other. “You should try mine. Let’s switch.” He pulls out—so do I. I plunge into my second ass of the night, maybe six minutes into the event. The top next to me fucks like a jack rabbit. Is he really so close already? He pulls out and takes a break. I eat the new hole and fuck it a little more… * I fuck all eight men at the table before I head over toward the row of slings. Before I reach them, I notice a well-built man in his 30’s is leaning on a table top—his feet on the ground, his back arched showing off a truly sculpted butt. I have been watching him as I have fucked the first eight. No one has touched him yet. I go over to him. I touch him with my hand and sink to my knees. My tongue pries apart his full butt cheeks. “Fuck, get we wet and ready…” I lick and slurp his moderately hairy hole. I stand and fuck him. He bucks back—making me fuck him harder. I fuck and fuck. Finally, I pull out and smack my cock on his upturned butt. “Use me anytime,” he pants, reaching back and giving my wet cock a friendly tug… * And so it goes. I sample the proffered butt with my tongue and fuck. I watch other tops to see who seems to be really enjoying a certain mare. I head there next, reveling in licking the just fucked ass. Most mares usually have someone in them as the numbers are fairly equal. But soon there are Stallions who sit on the sidelines after a couple of fucks and just watch the rest of us work over the entire room. I find a diminutive Asian in a sling. He’s been busy. We are about an hour into the event. His hole is the wettest my tongue has found all night. It wouldn’t surprise me at all if he was loaded at least once. His small frame is muscled and sleek. He groans as I eat his butt—and he is soon pleading with me to fuck him. I do—and now he pleads with me to breed him. He has excellent control—tightening his hole at will, truly milking my cock. A Black man comes to watch me fuck. We nod to each other. He reminds me of Keshawn, same age and build—and with a similar massive cock. “You should fuck this guy,” I tell him. “Oh, I have. You’re fucking in my load.” I grin. And pull out, kneel, and lick out some of the guy’s now frothy spunk. I fuck some more, and then he spells me. The Asian finally asks for a moment—it’s too much of a good thing. “You should open some holes for me,” says the top. I agree and we go off and work in tandem for the next 20 minutes or so. A Latin, in another sling, groans at my size and can’t believe the upgrade when we switch. We do the same with a very hairy bear on a bench. And I take him to the hot man leaning on the table. The mares all love our pairing. A young man of color is on a fuck bench. I eat him out, but my new pal goes up him first. It’s too much for his hole. The young man taps out, leaving with a handler. I sigh—and the two of us go our separate ways… * I hear the Asian take a load as I fuck near-by. I go back to him and eat some of the load. I ask if he wants to taste the man’s cum. He does. I get some in my mouth and slowly drool it into his. I make a mental note that I wouldn’t mind loading this one later in the evening. For now, I’m happy to churn the cum he’s already gotten… * Another sling, another man getting a load. He is white cub—very hairy and another of those men who really knows how to use his ass. I arrive to his side as the top is still marinating in the load he’s just shot. My wet cock slaps the cub on the cheek. He blindly turns and licks at my cock. “Fuck me with that thing,” he says, after cleaning my cock head. The guy in his asscunt moves away. I kneel and get another mouthful of cum. I stand and feed it to the cub. He groans his approval. I slide in and churn. His ass is great—even without the load. Another man who can really use it well. I tick off another candidate for my load later in the session… * I just keep fucking—introducing my cock into new holes—and telling repeats that I’m back for more of their ass. I have now fucked just about every ass on offer in the room. I know at least two mares have gone home before I get to them. I am ready to load. I check—the Asian, who I’ve heard take one more load, is gone. I look for the Cub. He’s not in the sling and he hasn’t moved to a bench. Well, damn. I find the man bent over on the table. He’d be perfect. We fuck for a long time. I lick his hole, hoping that will send me over the edge. But I’m trying too hard. I thank him and wander. There is a man I have fucked repeatedly. A big hairy bear on all fours. He’s been very busy. I watch him get used by two men back to back. I jerk a little as they fuck him. I’m up him next. He’s super wet. So wet, I have to pull out and eat his hole for the fourth or fifth time tonight. “So, you’re back,” he grunts. (I am one of just two men who bothered to rim this buffet of ass tonight.) I spit into him some of his juices and plunge in. In moments, I feel the build. My balls tighten and I shoot. I know he can tell I’m shooting; my cock head feels supersized with the orgasm. I stay there a bit and finally pull out. I clean up his hole with my tongue and go sit to the side and watch some other stragglers get off. I realize I’m near a bench where a guy had asked to clean my cock after his fuck. He’s 40-ish and hairy, in only a red jock. I tell him I just shot my load, does he want to clean my cock? His red hooded head nods yes. I let him clean me up. I’m not going down. I am actually still damn hard. He cleans all my jizz off me, along with the ass jizz of countless men. “Stick it up my ass, man, please…” I do—We fuck a moment—and I shoot a second load—not much in volume, but enough to make me shake and hold onto the man under me until my body returns to normal… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: The Horse Market at CLAW (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) May 11, 2023 -
Jockstrap Party My boy and I have been having a lot of fun lately, very little of it safer fun. We hooked up with another couple a few weeks ago and had a blast playing raw. Jim and Dan are both a bit older than us, and both very vers. Jim has a sexy hairy chest and Dan is almost entirely hairless. Both of the guys fucked my boy raw and left big juicy loads in his ass. I was rawfucking Dan’s hairless hole at the same time as he bred my boy. They cradled my boy while I plowed their loads deeper into his hole before adding my own. We made a point to let the guys know we wanted to play together again. They invited us to a jockstrap party at a big warehouse bar on the outskirts of town. We went to work that morning, both me and my boy wearing sexy jockstraps under our slacks and dress shirts. The four of us met for a few courage drinks before heading to the warehouse. We stripped down to our jocks and shoes and checked our clothes before going into the main bar area. We had heard that things could get steamy there, and were more comfortable playing raw with friends than with strangers, so we tucked some single use lube packets into our socks and a few condoms. Dan said that might be a good idea as some of these guys were POZ and sometimes fucking happened at this kind of party. There must have been a hundred men there, some sweaty and rank, some squeaky clean. Jim and Dan knew a couple of the guys there and introduced us to some of their buddies. I assumed that they had all fucked around. They were nice, shook hands, groped crotches and butts, but were generally non-threatening. Jim went to the bar and brought back a stack of solo cups and a pitcher of beer. Dan pointed out a guy on the edge of their group named Sean. He told me he was a really hot top but to play safely with him… I assumed that meant he had some kind of bug or kink… Jim spilled some beer on my jock’s pouch while pouring me a cup. Of course, Sean made a bee line to me, knelt down and licked the beer, of course making my cock grow and stretch out the front of my jockstrap. Sean is pretty tall and beefy with a broad chest and massive nipples. He had on tall boots and a leather harness. He growled at me and smiled as he stood up thanking me for the free sip. As we stood drinking and chatting, Sean kept rubbing his crotch. I knew he must have had a big dick as his pouch kept filling more and more. Dan and Jim ran off to hang out with some friends on a private VIP roof deck, where I knew there would likely be some fucking action. We promised we’d head up soon. Sean leaned in and grasped me and my boy’s bare buttcheeks. He said into our ears, ‘Finally, I’ve got you guys alone!’ I laughed as we were hardly alone, there were at least fifty guys standing around. I knew he was flirting pretty heavily, but I figured we were safe in public. Plus, if we wanted to fool around, I remembered the condoms in my socks and thought how glad I was to have come prepared. I felt Sean’s hand getting closer to my crack, and I sort of whimpered, I guess. He grinned at me, then at my boy. He brought his hand to my boy’s mouth and inserted two fingers. My boy groaned and suckled them. This guy was clearly seducing both of us. Once his fingers were good and wet, Sean brought his hand back to my ass and started gently playing with my hole, sinking just his fingertips in, lubed with my boy’s spit. I must have thrown my head back, savoring the sensation of this stranger’s fingers teasing my hole, and closed my eyes. Before I could open them, Sean inserted his finger into my mouth. I sucked hard and he slipped two more fingers in all the way to his thumb. I thought I was going to puke, and gagged as he pulled his hand away. I knew it was going to go directly to my boy’s ass, and that I’d helped prepare my boy’s hole for whatever was about to happen. We stood face-to-face for a bit Sean he was really playing with our asses. He might have had two fingers in me a few knuckles deep. The way my boy was bucking, I knew he was deeper in his hole. My boy is much more of a bottom than me, and much looser, so it was all sort of going fine. Sean released his grasp on my ass and situated himself behind my boy, with my boy facing me. My boy was practically panting and shoved his tongue down my throat. He grasped my jaw with both hands and leaned into me. With his face in mine, I couldn’t see with my eyes what Sean was doing, so I let me hands wander. I put my hands around my boy’s slim waist and felt him grooving. He was driving his crotch into mine, but also his ass into Sean’s crotch. I slipped my hand into Sean’s jockstrap and felt a hefty drooling cock with a thick cold metal cockring at its base. My boy kept moaning as he felt that fabric-clad shaft grinding into his buttcrack. I pulled away from my boy. I tried to whisper into his ear that he was about to get fucked. With the booming music in the bar, I had to repeat myself, ‘If you don’t want to get fucked right here on the dancefloor, you should pull off!’ He might have misheard me and he just nodded. Then he shouted back into my year, ‘YES! Pull it out!’ I realized he thought I was asking if he wanted Sean’s raw dick as his hole. I chuckled knowing that he was hungry for to get fucked like a slut in the middle of the bar. My boy’s eyes pleaded, so I freed Sean’s dick from his jockstrap. I jerked his massive thick tool a few times smearing his precum all over his shaft. Sean kept grooving, but had contorted my boy so he was sort of squating with his ass stuck out for better access. I’m not naïve and my boy wasn’t acting like he wanted Sean to stop. I raised my ankle up and got out a condom and some lube from my sock. With my boy leaning against me for support, I tore open the condom wrapper and tried to lower it on to Sean’s throbbing cock head. He was shimmying around so I couldn’t quite land it. He lurched forward and the condom fell out of my hand and onto the floor. He lurched forward again a few times as I got another condom out and unwrapped. My boy was pushing back against Sean, groaning deeply, as I was busy trying to get a condom on Sean. When my hands were where I thought his dick was, I realized it was too late for a condom. Sean had slid his bare cock all the way into my boy’s ass. I told my boy, ‘He’s in you raw. Is that ok?’ My boy nodded and wrapped his arms around my head, kissing me hard. He clenched his eyes shut and let Sean use his ass. I felt someone tap my shoulder. It was Dan back from whatever mischief they’d gotten into upstairs. I leaned back so he could say something in my ear. ‘Good thing you brought those condoms. Sean usually only fucks raw… and he shoots toxic loads.’ He pointed to the wrapper on the floor. I just nodded, knowing that Sean was about to breed my boy. Sean started grunting and plowing my boy’s ass faster and harder. My poor boy nearly lost his balance. Dan helped support my boy as Sean moaned, spewing his toxic spunk into my boy’s ass. Sean pulled back, his cock falling out of my boy’s guts with a wet plop. Dan realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom and moaned as he dropped to his knees. He grabbed Sean’s cock and swallowed it all the way. Jim showed back up and saw my boy leaning on my and his boyfriend blowing Sean. I spread my boy’s cheeks and Jim saw how opened and wet it was. He shrugged and also knelt, tonguing the POZ seed off and out of my boy’s ass. There must have been ten guys in a tight circle around us. A few guys were jerking their cocks and one stepped up to me asking, ‘Your boy takes loads? Can I breed him next?’ I nodded and my boy opened his eyes grinning. He said to me, ‘It’s going to be a long night…’
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CLAW: My First Horse Market
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Cleveland—April, 2022 I didn’t try for any sex during the day after my Thursday night at the baths. I wanted to save every drop of semen for my play on Friday evening. I was going to my first Horse Market. In case you have been living under some sort of non-sexual rock, the Horse Market is a sex party that started in Berlin and has spread to a number of European cities—and finally there is one in San Francisco which also hosts events around the USA. There are very specific rules. Men can sign up for the party as a Stallion (top) or a Mare (bottom). No one can switch mid-party. The Mares are naked and hooded so every dick they take is anonymous. There are red hoods for bareback and white hoods for condom only. The arrival time was 6:00pm. The Stallions and Mares went in different doors to preserve the anonymity. As a Stallion I was given a number (217) and a bottle of lube that had a cord to hang around my neck. (Thank you PigLoad, a sponsor!) We were led through the playspace to a room where we stripped to whatever we wanted to wear and then check our clothes. I chose my chaps, a mostly clean jock, harness and boots. (After all, it was a leather weekend!) My number was Magic Markered onto my right shoulder and in huge numerals on my back. The Stallions were allowed back into the playspace to look at the various stations for play. (The club we were in is a straight BDSM club normally. CLAW rents it for the weekend.) There were slings, benches, padded tables, mattresses on the floor and waist height stands to lean against. We figured out that there were 50 to 60 of us—and there would be the corresponding number of Mares. There were also stable hands who were there to help out the hooded mares. The party goes until the last load is shot—usually around 3 hours. Mares need breaks and the handlers guide the hooded men to a secluded rest area. They can also lead them from one piece of play equipment to another. One thing I love about Horse Market SF, that is different from the European model, is that there is no screening for body type. They allow men of all shapes, races, sizes and ages to play. Thank you! Just before 7pm, the Stallions were herded back into the dressing room. The Mares were being led to place and hooded. The tension amongst the Stallions was electric. Suddenly the door was opened and we flooded back into the playspace… There are men everywhere. Most are ass up. A buffet of butt cheeks. Instantly I realize that many of the things that draw me to a certain man are not on display: a man’s eyes, a terrific beard, a slightly crooked smile…Now it is all about the butt. Some Stallions make a beeline for the youngest. Some for the plumpest bubble bear butt. I go for the hairiest on a table where eight men ring it, two to a side—all ass up. We’ve been instructed to touch the Mare by hand first. My hand caresses the hairy cheeks. I kneel and begin to rim him. I seem to be the only man in the room who uses his tongue. My mare groans and thanks me. I rear up and slide into his hole. “Fuck that’s big for the first one,” he grunts out. But he takes me. Opening with each stroke into his fur ringed hole. Over and over. All eight Mares at our table now have a Stallion fucking them. The sound of the whole room is amazing as men grunt and groan. I love making eye contact with the other tops. One smirks and indicates I should try the hole he is currently fucking. I lick the hairy ass I’ve just fucked one more time before I switch with that other Stallion. This induces the other tops to move around, too. All eight of us are suddenly in our second hole of the event. This new man, lithe and thin, is also very good at squeezing down on cock. We fuck hard. We fuck fast or slow—every Stallion to his own time. The only constant is our constant switching to a new hole… * One of the Mares, a young ‘un is now howling out his pleasure each time a dick really starts to rail him. This draws the attention of the Stallions at our end of the room. They leave the hole they are fucking and line up to fuck this guy—hoping they can make him squeal. I happily fuck the holes they leave unattended. I have fucked all body types now. There is only one white hood in the entire room. I have seen only one man play with him so far. I take a Magnum from my boot and suit up. I let him feel the condom on me before I push in. He really gasps as I enter and comments on how full he feels. I fuck him for quite awhile as I know a lot of men won’t be using him. The latex, after all the raw fucking, certainly dilutes the pleasure—but I want him to have a good time, too. Only then do I go and fuck the howler… * I fuck one man on the mattresses and realize it is just too low for my knees. I am in some sort of odd squat as I do it. It’s my shortest fuck. I fuck the big full ass of a man who is leaning on a set of stocks. Then on to others bracing themselves against various pieces of BDSM equipment. Each hole willing and now all very wet… * The Stable Hands are being kept busy now. Mares need breaks. Others need to get off their knees and onto their backs. I find the hairy man—I started with again. He is on his back—his chest as furry as his ass. I fuck him again. I tell him I was the first dick in him. He works hard to justify my return to his butt, but it’s far too early for me to nut. * The crowd has started to thin. The air is constantly full of the sound of men climaxing. I find another hairy guy in the main sling. I stand next to him and watch two men back to back load him. The stud in the sling is panting and calling himself a dirty slut. I kneel between his splayed, stirruped legs. My tongue digs into him. I taste the mix of loads. “How many?” I ask. “Six, Sir…” I slide in. “Fuck!” I churn the loads and make them froth. Two guys stand on either side and watch me work. I pull out and make the pig clean my cock. Then I clean up his hole and spit the juices into his mouth. “I need to come,” says one of the watchers. I move and he fires his load almost instantly into the cummy ass. I churn it deeper, saying so to the pig. I go fuck someone else, before coming back to the hairy sling pig. “How many now, boy?” “Nine, Sir.” I tongue his ass and this time drool the cum into his mouth. I forget he’s blindfolded and have to touch his chin so he’ll open wide. He moans as the cum drips into his mouth. “I’m gonna make it ten,” I tell him. I go down and eat him once more. I can feel the hours of fucking churning through my balls. I rise up and slide into the deliciously sloppy hole. I fuck him hard. And I’m there. I fire into him the pent up juices of the mass fucking. He takes it with a victory cry and I collapse on his hairy chest. The Mare in the sling has to have taken the most loads. He is led away, cum dripping down his legs. The room is almost clear. There are maybe a half a dozen stallions still fucking. I notice a man leaning against a waist high stand. The arch of the butt and all the now matted hair tells me it is the man with who I started. I walk over to him and stroke his ass. I kneel and he feels my tongue in him yet again. “Can you taste my loads?” I grunt an affirmative. My tongue snakes deeper. And damn, my cock wants to fuck again. I stand up and slide into him. I fuck in his slippery ass. One stroke, four strokes. Eight. And I shoot again. I can’t believe it. But a lovely way to round out my first Horse Market… The origianl, with links to their site, is here: From My Side of the Sling: CLAW: My First Horse Market (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) May 29.2022 -
A Hot House Party in the Cold Snow
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—December, 2022 I got the email. Finally! The host of the group play evenings was starting it up again. In October, we had had a small version at someone else’s house, but now the host was ready to try a full group at his home. I agreed to bring the rimseat and the fuckbench. And then the snow started to fall. I left early, but the farther north I went, the more snow hit my windshield. Speeds went from already slower to what seemed like a crawl. I got off the highway and the suburban streets had not seen any kind of plow. I managed to park on a side street that was covered in snow. I had still managed to get there right at the start time. I clomped my way into his house, leaving all the equipment in the car. A dozen men were in the living room. The host told me to not bother with the stuff—to just strip down and have fun. I managed both—but I have to admit it took the first hour to really get my mind off the snow and onto the play. Hear are some of my best moments… Ten men ring the sling. Half kneeling/half standing. I am getting head by a series of men. First by a bigger bear. Then by the young boyfriend of the man standing next to me. Now the host. The men on their knees crawl from one hard cock to the next, sampling us all. There are also four men in the other room on the bed. We hear two asses being pummeled as our cocks are slicked up with spit. Soon enough, the young boyfriend is in the sling. His partner fucks him briefly, inviting all of us to take a turn. I need some time to get in tune with myself—so I let others go first. I am happy to watch—and to go to my knees each time another man pulls out of the ass on offer. I clean the assortment of dicks pulled out of the slinged hottie, enjoying the young man’s ass juices second hand. When the others have all fucked him and I am done slurping on the last cock, I crawl over and bury my face in the kid’s freshly fucked hole. He is a great self luber—I can’t stop licking his tasty juices. His partner is jacking himself harder and harder as I rim. Suddenly he reaches out and pushes my face into the ass in front of me. He holds me there. My cock reaches full hardness as I lick, barely able to breathe. He releases me, I pull back and pant for air—before I stand and give the kid the hardest fuck so far tonight. I pound him, making the chains groan. I love that the bottom’s partner is the one to clean my cock… * More guests have arrived. There are now likely 18 to 22 men in the house—and I only know a couple of them. I am on the bed watching a tall, thin man fuck while I get head from the same bottom. The top is half my age. Our cocks are incredibly similar—much to the pleasure of the man on all fours who has both of us. The top’s stamina is amazing—not in holding off from cumming (I have him beat there)—but in how long he can rail into an ass without getting remotely winded. He finally pulls out. The bottom spins—so he cleans the cock that just fucked him while I go into his ass, my cock covered in the guy’s spit. I fuck, deliberately slower than the other top. Long, deliberate strokes that make the bottom shudder. When I finally stop, he spins again. The young top slips into the puffy hole and gives him another blistering fuck… * The handsome, younger partner of the host, who I first met in October, pulls me aside. “I have a question for you,” he says softly. “What?” “You know I’m mostly top, right?” I nod. He looks away, turn back and says: “Will you eat my ass again?” Now I wish I had brought the rimseat inside. But we find a corner of the bed where he can kneel and I can work my tongue as deeply into his butt as I can get. He groans and keeps telling me how good it feels. I love his taste, the hair around his hole, and how it is blossoming open. I eat and spit and eat and lick. I pull his super hard cock back so I can swab the leaking head, collecting all of his precum on my tongue. He suddenly figures out that I am lubing his hole with his own juices. He lets out the most dick hardening noise I’ve ever heard. My tongue drills into him, again and again. At one point I stand up and slap my cock on his wet ass crack. I fuck the length of the cleft. I poke at his hole—wondering if he will tell me to go in. He doesn’t. He just moans. I, just as happily, go back to tongue fucking him… * Most of the guys have gone down for food. The young Tall Top is on the bed. He is drilling the guy who was the first one in the sling. He fucks him on all fours. On his side. On his back. I put my cock in the bottom’s mouth when the position allows it. Now the top is on his back. The bottom rides him, taking every inch of the big cock with ease. I watch and stroke. “Oh, fuck,” he groans as he bounces up and down. Suddenly, he sprays cum everywhere. He gets off quickly and runs to find his partner. The Tall Top lies there, surprised. And covered in semen. “Is there a towel?” he asks. I have a better idea. I lick up the spunk. Off his knee caps. Off his thighs. Off his balls. And I take his cock to the hilt. It is thinner and with the just the slightest curve that makes him easy to swallow. He grins in a happy daze and calls me a [banned word]… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: A Hot House Party in the Cold Snow (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) January 29, 2023 -
Keshawn Throws a Party
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Louisville—November, 2022 In the middle of October, Keshawn asked me to save a date in November. He was going back to Louisville and wanted to throw another hotel party for all his fuck buds down there. He wanted me to come down, since I’d enjoyed his earlier party, a birthday bash, celebrated with hot, horny men. It was to be a smaller group which was fine by me. I drove down early in the day and napped in my own hotel room across the river in Indiana. I crossed the bridge and was at his hotel right at 9pm… Keshawn, naked but for a jockstrap that barely keeps his big dick in place, answers the door and pulls me into a hug. There is a naked Bear on the far bed, watching the television. We nod to each other. I recognize him from the last gathering here. I strip down myself. In a matter of minutes, four more guys arrive. One is a grey haired total top who I remember from the last group. He arrives with a cute Latin man I had let suck my cock for a long time at the birthday party. We smile at each other as they strip down. Two more arrive: a hot man in his 30’s, who Keshawn tells me is versatile and a Daddy Top a few years younger than me. In moments, the seven of us are naked. The Bear is sucking Keshawn on the far bed. I am on the bed with the hot versatile. He is sucking the Top he arrived with. The other two are making out on the couch in the corner of the room. I lean down and begin to lick Hot Versatile’s bubble butt. He squirms and makes a sound of pleasure around the cock in his mouth. I redouble my efforts to get Hot Versatile wet and ready. Keshawn is now bent over and getting fucked by the Bear. I hear it before I turn around to see it. The Bear has very little stamina—in moments he shoots in Keshwan’s hole. I leave Hot Versatile and move to do some felching—just 15 minutes into the group. The Bear watches me slurp his sperm out of Keshawn—and then says his goodbyes and gets dressed. Keshawn sucks me for a bit, after I have eaten my fill. He leaves me really wet so I can fuck in the remains of the load in his ass. It feels great as I glide in. Keshawn is on all fours. I can watch Hot Versatile ride the Top he was sucking as I fuck Keshawn. The other pair is behind me, but I can hear that oral has given way to fucking. I look over my shoulder and the Latino is taking daddy dick, bent over the couch, pushing his ass back to meet every stroke of his fucker. The next 30 minutes is a blur. Everyone changes partners every few minutes. Everyone is sucking or rimming and occasionally fucking. I fuck the Latin guy. He is super tight, even though he has been opened up by the other two tops. “Get him ready for me,” says Keshawn, in a whisper that the Latin is meant to hear. I fuck the kid hard, before Keshawn takes his turn. I sink to the floor to watch the fuck. The Latin is on all fours. Keshawn is standing on the bed, straddling his ass and sinking his cock into the Latin. I can’t take my eyes off that massive ebony cock splitting open the paler ass I was just in. The black hair in his ass crack is now matted with sweat, lube and precum. It clings to Keshwan’s cock. I bend and touch my tongue to the underside of Keshawn’s cock, licking it—and the Latin’s puffy ass lips. Both men groan—knowing just what I’m doing… * I am lying on the bed. Hot Versatile is sitting on my face, beating his cock, as I eat out his freshly fucked hole. When he is ready, he moves down and begins to ride my cock, impaling himself in on slow but continuous move. It’s the second or third time I’ve been up him, but this time he is in control of the fuck. He takes me to the root, grinding his ass into my pubes when he has ever millimeter inside his slippery, wet chute. “Fuck!” he groans. Keshawn stands next to us, watching and stroking his own wet cock, that has been in everyone who takes dick. Suddenly, he steps up on the bed and sits on my face. I am almost in overload. His ass is hot and wet and been fucked by the four tops here. My cock is being gripped by an ass that knows how to squeeze and milk me with each stroke. Just as I think I might cum, Keshawn stands up and Hot Versatile pulls off me to offer his hole to Keshawn. I look over to the other bed. The Grey Haired Top is loading the Latin. I move around to give room to Keshawn and go clean up the top, before felching another load… * A new arrival has come in. He’s my age, good looking and versatile. Mike says he met me at the last party, but I honestly don’t remember him. I love how, the moment he’s naked, he instantly takes charge of Keshawn’s ass. His cock is big but not huge. I watch it fuck into my friend. I love the color contrast of his pale white dick plowing deep into the chocolate color of Keshawn’s butt. Mike pulls out. “Lick me clean. I know you want it.” I do want it. I can’t get enough. He let’s me suck him to the root twice before he pulls out of my mouth and goes back into Keshawn’s ass. “Stay there, I’ll feed you some more.” I stay on my knees next to them. Not that there is any place I’d rather be. Mike pulls out again. I clean his dick of all the juices he pulled from Keshwan’s ass. He grabs the back of my head and pushes my face into Keshawn’s wet ass crack. He holds me there as I lick and suck out Keshawn’s butt. In moments, he pulls me out—and kisses me… * The other all top cums deep inside Hot Versatile. I do more felching and fucking. Mike is right there to watch. We kiss. I surprise him by snowballing some of the load I have just licked out of Hot Versatile. It’s just the four of us in the room now, Keshawn, me, Mike and the Latin. Mike and I switch fucking off on fucking the other two—both of us tasting dicks as they are pulled from butts. The Latin begs off for a break. Mike goes back up Keshawn. “You need to fuck me,” says Mike, reaching back and pulling his right cheek to the side. I am right there—but with my tongue first. I let him fuck and use my tongue to impale him on the backstroke. Soon enough I slip my shiny wet cock into his ass. He stops fucking and just holds in place, deep inside Keshawn. I fuck him hard. Hard enough to make it feel like he is still fucking Keshawn. When I pull out, Mike swings around and tastes his own ass on my cock. Now I have three asses to rotate through. I make them all kneel on the bed: Latin at the foot, Keshawn and Mike next to each other on the side. I fuck the Latin, pull out and move to Mike, then Keshawn…and then repeat it by going back the opposite way. The next time, Mike joins me as top, each of us switching off on the arched asses. Mike suddenly spasms. “Fuck!” He is filling up Keshawn’s hole with cum. I want to taste it—but that thought makes me need to shoot. I push into Mike’s ass—as he is still marinating in Keshawn’s butt. It is just a matter of a few strokes, before I leave cum dripping from him. Keshawn groans—and rolls out from under both of us and sprays his massive load onto the two of us… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Keshawn Throws a Party (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 18, 2022 -
Grand Rapids—October, 2022 I had joined Osvaldo at a number of events held at the bathhouse in Grand Rapids. Between each of them he kept up a lively text conversation—sending me enticing pictures of his ass. I finally gave in and decided to meet him at the second Cum-Union party of October. We agreed on a time—and off I went. I paid my admission and went to find my locker. The place seemed busy, but not packed. I hoped that would mean men would be more playful. I ditched my clothes, leaving on a moderately stained jock and my combat boots. I was a half hour early, so I went to make a tour of the upstairs play areas. It hasn’t changed. The sling is hung at a horrible downward angle and too low (except for the shortest top you can imagine.) There is a dark corner nearby with a couch. There is a porn viewing area and a sauna. The gloryhole room is empty. The medical exam table is on the opposite side, along with another porn screen. I sat in the big porn area (with theatre seats) and stroked a little… “Hello, again…” It is a young Latin man, but not Osvaldo. He reaches for my cock—and grabs me tightly. Too tightly to be comfortable. I pry his fingers loose. I recognize him from the last time I was here. We’d fucked—and it was adequate. I explain I am waiting for someone. “Find me later,” he says as he goes off on the hunt. I put my now wilted cock away and go down to the lockers. And there is Osvaldo, just locking his up. We hug. “I am on the waiting list for a room,” he tells me. But we don’t wait. We go up to the medical exam table. I bend him over, so his chest is on the padded table top. His towel falls away. He has gained a little weight since our last meet, but it just makes his ass more voluptuous. I kneel and bury my face into his cheeks for the first of hundreds of times in the next few hours. He is wet, just from the thought of my cock. I burrow in. The sound of my spitting into his hole fills the concrete walled room. I need to fuck. I stand up and slide into him. He gasps. He’s been playing with some big toys—he takes me much easier than last time. I fuck him—long strokes. And slow. “Give it to me hard…” he moans. I do. Now it is the sound of my hips on his ample ass that fill the room. And draw spectators. They stroke openly or grope themselves through their towels. One man, my age, knows what we want. He comes over and feeds Osvaldo his cock. It’s only been ten minutes—and already the boy has what he craves—cock in both holes at the same time. Eventually, I offer the man Osvaldo’s ass. “Thanks, but I’m an oral guy,” he says, pulling out and wrapping his towel around his bigger than average cock. We fuck some more there, but no one else joins us. I pull out and go sit in a chair near the table. I spread my legs. “Taste your ass on my dick.” He’s right there, kneeling and cleaning my cock. His tongue works every inch. He suddenly stops, checking his phone, his constant companion. “I’ll be back,” he tells me. “Fuck someone else for a minute.” And is gone down the stairs. Instantly, the other Latin guy is there. Did he hear Osvaldo? He bends over the exam table. I eat him out and fuck him. But he’s one of those guys who tells me exactly how I need to do it. Too deep, too fast, too slow, etc. I make a mental note to avoid him in the future. I slap his ass, pull out and go downstairs. Osvaldo meets me—he has the room. It’s a double bed sized mattress on a wooden platform. He leads me there and firmly shuts the door. “Just us this time.” He tells me to lie down. He gives me head. He snaps away with his phone. This is why he wanted the room. He is taking pictures of his mouth wrapped around my dick. Or licking my boots. Or him sitting on my face, feeding me his wet hole. Now he gets close-ups of my cock sliding into him as he sits on me. He bounces hard—blissing out and finally forgetting to film. When his legs tire, I lean him chest to bed and eat his now super wet hole. I fuck—and kill the shot (the video I posted) by putting my knee up on the bed so I can fuck him deeper. My left hand finds the back of his neck. I hold him in place as I plow into him… * I open the door. A Latino Daddy is right there. He comes in and fucks for a bit. When he leaves, I eat the hole he’s just plowed and fuck Osvaldo until the next man arrives. A young otter clambers up on the bed and feeds Osvaldo as I fuck. He eventually fucks him, too. He says nothing, but I find that he has loaded Osvaldo’s ass. I felch it out. Another man enters and fucks. Yet another comes in as I’m fucking. His finger indicates that he wants my ass. When I say “no” he has no interest in staying. Even the bottom next door comes over to fuck Osvaldo. “It sounded so good through the wall,” he tells us, “I got super hard.” He has—and uses it on Oswado’s, now super wet, hole. We try another round upstairs. But we get no takers. We go into the glory hole room. No one. We go back to his room, and instantly have two more guys in with us. Each fucks him. No loads, but that’s just fine. I clean his ass up each time before fucking him as hard as I know how.. * It’s late. I need to go. The men at the door have slowed. I am getting tired. Osvaldo is on his back, legs in the air. I stand on the floor at the edge of the bed and slip into him, worrying that I have fucked too much to get off. But no. I give him three jets of cum. But it’s that rote emptying of my over-used balls—not the overpowering cum shot I love. I say good night. The moment I leave, a Latin daddy is back for more. He shuts the door behind him. I make one more round of the play area. A young man I recognize from somewhere is getting fucked on the couch near the sling. He is also sucking a third man’s cock. I watch his ass get loaded. The guy leaves. The young man does not move. I go over and sample the load dripping from his hole. My tongue finds it thick and creamy. My cock demands to fuck. I slip into him. The young man grunts around the cock in his mouth. I fuck a few swift strokes in the cummy hole. I am there. The full blown cum shot I needed. I give him back more cum than I ate from his hole…and tell him so as I pull out. He just keeps sucking the other man, his dripping ass up in the air for more… The original, with pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Osvaldo Gets What He Needs at Cum-Union (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 20,2022
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A Group of Six (No, Make That Seven)
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—October, 2022 I got the word at the last minute. The host of the sex party I have written so often about on this site, was looking to start it up again, in a limited fashion. It was still to be in Grand Rapids, but in someone else’s home. He asked if I was available to attend—and if I could bring the sling and rimseat. Naturally, I said ‘yes.’ It was right in the middle of the month, when the weather was still warm. I packed the car and took off in the late afternoon. The trees along the highway were still a riot of reds and yellows. I found the new place easily, in a rather expensive looking neighborhood. The host, short and dark, helped me carry things in. The owner of the house was a good-looking man around my age. He had closely cropped hair and was rather tall and thin. He had not attended any of the groups where I had been in attendance. But he was eager. I got things set up just as the rest of the men arrived. I knew regular attendees Tim and Brad with their big thick cocks. A blond man, early fifties and thickly built, was a newbie to sex in groups. A regular fuck bud of the host’s, another man I didn’t know, was to arrive later. A small group—but a good way to get back at it again… “You all need to fuck me.” The Host jumps in the sling. I go to my knees and begin to suck on Brad’s thickening cock. Tim goes to the floor to suck mine. We all watch the Newbie grease up his dick and slide into the Host. I watch Newbie’s face. I can tell the moment the Host clamps down on his dick and begins to milk it. His eyes grow big and he begins to pant. He starts to fuck him, hard, as the Owner twists his nipples. The harder the twist—the harder he fucks into the host’s wet hole. The three of us regroup. Tim sucks his partner and I try to take Tim into my mouth without scraping my teeth on his thick dick. It has always been thick—but he’s been pumping it lately—and it is even thicker and more of a mouthful. I notice the Owner is now up the Host. Newbie stands by and returns the nipple stimulation. The Owner is fucking with an easy, purposeful stroke. It makes the man in the sling beg for it: “Fuck me harder,” he moans. And he does, making the chains rattle. The Owner pulls out. “He’s ready for the bigger dicks.” Tim goes first, that fat cock super-sizing his hole. Then I fuck him. And finally, Brad. The other men stand and stroke to our fucking the small man in the sling. “You should get in the sling,” Newbie says to the Owner. “I thought I was gonna top all afternoon,” he says, but he’s leaning against the sling frame and letting Newbie finger fuck his ass. I get him into the sling and let Newbie fuck him first. Then I do. Others have gone to the bed. Tim, on all fours, has his partner up his ass. The Host crawls under him to lick the long dick as it fucks into Tim. Soon the three of us at the sling, go over and join the men on the bed. I rim and fuck all three holes available to me, each juicier than the last. “Eat my ass like that,” says Newbie. He has come up behind me as I slide into the Owner’s hot butt, after licking his ass thoroughly. I keep fucking, but nod to Newbie. He moves to cradle me from behind and starts playing with my hole, sure I will let him in. I keep batting his probing finger away. The man I’m fucking asks for a break. I pull out and turn to Newbie. “I’ll rim you either in the sling or on the rimseat.” “I’ve never been in a sling…” We go over and I get him up and in the stirrups. I kneel and look at his pale, hairless ass. I pull apart the cheeks—and my tongue connects with his hole. “Fuck, yes…” he croons. I lick the crack a lot and then begin fucking him with my tongue. He jerks his cock. Faster and faster. The Host comes over and his mouth replaces the man’s hand. Newbie groans. Brad joins us, sticking his long dick in Newbie’s mouth. It’s too much. He yelps and begs us to stop or he’ll cum too soon… * We are 30 minutes into playing. We are all back on the bed…three tops, going from hole to hole. The friend of the host arrives. He strips down. The six of us are all 55 and up. The new man is a good 15 years younger. And very good looking. He comes, naked and built to the foot of bed. Every man in the room is all over him. He just stands there—letting six men fondle, suck and tongue him. He is all top. He samples all the available asses with his slightly above average endowment. While he fucks Tim, I line up behind him so his butt pushes against my tongue on his backstroke. He groans. “You have to really eat my ass out.” I let him finish his fuck. He comes right to me, the moment he pulls out of Tim. I help him into the sling. I rim. All the others ring him as he lays there, squirming. Hands and tongues are everywhere on his body. Nipples, mouth, cock, ass. Mr. Hot Looking is groaning, well whenever there isn’t a tongue or dick in his mouth. For a man who doesn’t get fucked, his hole is opening. Opening easily. My tongue is going deeper and deeper into him. He pants and twist his balls, pleading for the man on his cock to slow down. A phone goes off. Newbie has to leave. For what ever reason, other men follow his lead. Suddenly, I am alone with the Owner and the Host. And they are picking things up. I don’t think anyone has gotten off. I pack up and drive home, still needing relief… * (It was a good time—I just needed that last five minutes in somebody…) The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: A Group of Six (No, Make That Seven) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 12, 2022 -
From Trio to Quartet
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
North of Home—August, 2022 I was doing my daily check of the hook up sites to see what had come in overnight. The only interesting communication on BBRT was from the couple I met at the monthly house party orgy. We had played there a lot and have also played at their house, too—most notably when I took Keshawn. This time, they wanted just me. I said ‘yes’ and we set up a late afternoon time for the next week. Tim greeted me at the door. We hugged. He got me a bottle of water as we waited for his partner, Brad. (I have always called him ‘the Top’ or ‘Top Host’ in other write ups, but with just the three of us he needs a name.) We went upstairs to the playroom—where there is a bed, a sling, a fuck bench and a rimseat. They stripped to leather harnesses and jocks. I got down to a cleanish jock and boots…. Tim, the shorter of the two, goes to his knees. He starts sucking tall, thin Brad. Brad’s cock instantly swells in size. I stroke waiting my turn and running my other hand over Brad’s hairy chest. Soon enough I feel Tim’s tongue lick at my piss slit. His mouth engulfs me as I groan. Brad leans in and kisses me as his boy sucks my dick. Tim pulls me down to my knees so we can both suck on Brad’s big cock. I mostly stay on his balls as Tim gets close to deep throating his super thick shaft. When Tim stands, I move to his dick. Tim’s been pumping since I last saw him—his cock is thicker than ever. “Get up on the bed,” Brad tells Tim. He does as he’s told, on all fours, his thick ass waiting for us. I move over and eat him out—making his hole wet for Brad. Brad goes in first. Usually, Brad loves for me to open Tim up, but he’s just too horned. He fucks Tim hard. I stay on the floor to watch—and clean his cock when he finally pulls out. I stand up and take a turn fucking. Just as hard. I love the sound of our flesh slapping together. Brad bends and cleans my cock when I pull out. I can’t ever recall him doing this to me before—but he groans and keeps on doing it each time I fuck Tim. We both fuck him again, leaving his hole wet and slightly puffy. Brad pulls me to him and says softly, “I want to eat your ass.” This is totally new. I have seen Brad rim Keshawn once for about 20 seconds. In the dozen or so times we’ve played, Brad has let me eat his Top hole a couple of times—maybe he wants to see why I love it. “Sure,” I tell him, “As long as you let me eat yours again.” Brad gets under the rimseat. I sit down on it and feel his tongue lick my hairy crack for the first time. Tim watches for a moment, then sucks Brad’s super hard cock. I groan out encouragement. In moments, Brad is zeroing in on my hole and trying to prod me open. At the same time, Tim is sitting on Brad’s saliva covered prick. Brad grunts out his pleasure, muffled by my thin ass. Brad finally calls a halt—afraid he’ll cum. We reposition. I go under the seat. I eat Tim’s freshly fucked, juicy hole as Brad sucks me. Eventually they reverse. I do everything to Brad’s hole that he just did to mine. He is groaning. There is a pounding on the front door. “Ignore it. They’ll go away,” Brad tells Tim. It happens again—loud enough to make us stop playing. And suddenly Hot Tats—their usual play buddy when I’m here—walks up the stairs. He’s remembered the key code to their front door. The couple have not seen him all summer; he’s been recuperating from an accident at work. “I haven’t been fucked in seven weeks,” he announces. Brad takes Hot Tats to the shower off the Master bedroom so he can prepare. I get Tim in the sling and fuck him as he tells me that Hot Tats had nearly died from the accident and may be having some memory issues. The couple had been getting updates from his mother. The news is not inducive to a great fuck. When Hot Tats arrives, shower fresh, we all take turns on giving the man what he needs. All three of us rotate on his ass. First on the bed, then in the sling * Tim pulls me aside. “I want you to piss on me.” Another first. We leave Brad and Hot Tats fucking in the sling and go outside onto their secluded back porch. I start by having him bend over and I piss his ass crack. The pale stream flow down through his hairy crack and puffy ass lips. I lick it up. The flavor is weak enough that I feel comfortable letting him taste or for it to cover him. He wants both. He gets on his knees. A splash goes into his mouth. The rest cascades over his chest and cock. He strokes himself furiously as I cover him. The moment it cools, he wants a real shower, not a golden one. He goes to rinse off and I go back upstairs. About halfway up, I hear the unmistakable sounds of the sling and of orgasm. Brad is shooting his load in Hot Tats’ ass. I go over. Brad pulls out for me to clean off his cock. He steps to the side so I can easily felch some of the load out of Hot Tats ass. There is a lot of cum in there. I slurp some out, stand and fuck some back into him. But Hot Tats is done. He goes down to shower. Tim takes him home as he can’t drive yet and was dropped off here by a friend. This leaves Brad and I alone. And Brad has shot, but… “We wanted to do some things we’ve never done with you before, when others were here. The rimming. The piss….” I nod. “And now I really want you to fuck me.” I am slightly surprised. And, on the other hand, not at all. In groups he has been all top. Always. He has let my tongue invade him a few times. And I’ve heard the pleasure in his voice when I do it. He gets up on the bed, on his back. I go to my knees and spend a long, long time eating him out. The man has shot a huge load, but he is rock hard again at the thought of my cock entering him. I stand up and my head slips in. He hits the poppers. I inch into him. He takes about two thirds of me and I give him a shallow fuck. “You’d relax more in the sling.” He agrees. We move over to it. I eat him out again. I stand and get my cock head into him. I talk to him about Hot Tats accident and recovery. Brad nods—and suddenly finds that every inch of me is buried inside him. He looks up in the mirror above him and pants. I start slow, but I am building to a hot, blistering fuck in no time. Eventually, Brad asks for a time out. At the same moment, we hear Tim come back from delivering Hot Tats home. He is up and stripped again in moments. Brad lies on the bed. “Breed my boy while I watch.” Tim is all smiles at this. We choose the fuck bench. I eat his ass as he strokes himself. I am so ready to explode. I fuck him. And the feeling immediately ebbs. I eat his hole again. Once again, I’m on the edge. I fuck him harder and faster—but the feeling recedes. I eat his wet, sloppy hole one more time. I make it up to Tim’s ass just in time. I fill his guts with every ounce of sperm in my balls… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: From Trio to Quartet (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 6, 2022 -
Ring Around Mark
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Indianapolis—July, 2022 It should come as no surprise that after the hot sex with Mark on my one evening at the bathhouse, that when I could go again a week later, I checked to see if he’d like to join me. His response: “Sure!” We agreed to meet at 7pm. I wondered if anyone else would be there that night… I am undressing at my locker. Jock is left on. Boots are being laced and tied. Behind me, I hear the swinging door from the shower area open. Well, someone’s around. I turn. It’s Mark. He sees me, too. He kneels in front of the curtains to the glory hole room. I lock my locker, toss my towel over my shoulder and go over to him. Without a word I press the pouch of my jock into his face. He inhales deeply. A satisfied sigh and he begins working through the fabric to get me hard. He succeeds. My cock is like a rock, jutting to the side. He finally leaves my cloth covered balls and takes my shaft into his mouth. At that same moment, a door to one of the rooms opens. A man sees us and comes over to watch. And stroke. His six incher is rock hard. It feels entirely natural for me to nudge Mark’s head over to suck the new man. Another guy arrives from the shower, still drying himself. His cock is fat, but there’s not much length as it erects to the scene in front of him. “Get his dick, too,” I murmur. I move Mark’s willing mouth over. The fourth man to arrive is hairy and hung. He has a good seven incher. I move Mark to welcome him to the group. He is now ringed by men wanting his mouth—all 50 + in age. We fist our dicks while waiting for our turn. And reach for the balls of the guy next to us. Mark is now on a breathless rotation. He goes, instinctively, clockwise, sucking the three incher, then the six, then the seven, moving on to me—and back again. Mark is rock hard. At first, he was stroking—now he doesn’t dare touch himself. He works the four dicks over and over, leaving them wet and dripping. “Who’s gonna fuck him?” asks the Seven Incher. “You can start,” I tell him. “Naw, I wanna see you do it.” I pull Mark up. He willingly bends. Now it’s the guys who move around him to get their cock sucked as I am on my knees eating his hot ass. I finally stand up, but he is just too tight. “Let me,” says Six Incher. He spits on his cock as I turn Mark’s butt towards him. His thin cock is the perfect opener. He fucks him hard—before turning Mark’s hips to me. I slide in as easily as I did a week ago. My fuck strokes push Mark forward onto the cock that was just in his ass. Seven Incher claps me on the shoulder with a “You go” and a “Thank you” to Mark. He wanders off. The smallest guy watches. I think he’s going to shoot. I encourage him to give it to Mark, but he never does. He moves off to the showers. Six Incher considers my offer to go again, but declines. “I’d blow a load and I don’t want to yet.” He leaves, too. Mark pulls off my cock—turns and kisses me. “That never happens to me,” he sighs. “Thank you.” I thank him by licking his wet ass. * We go upstairs to the small TV room. “Can I rim you again?” he asks. I nod. “How do you want me?” “On your back with those long legs in the air…” We spend the next 15 minutes or so with Mark slobbering over my hole while I encourage him. He tosses me a bottle of his poppers. “Take a hit.” I do. He does, too. We both get lost for a what is only a moment—but seems so much longer. He remembers to kiss me afterwards—letting me taste my ass on his tongue… I thank him by fucking him doggy on the couch. * We decide to separate—and see what we each might find. I play with a Black guy who gives good head. He does not want me to touch his drooling cock. I wander. I see Mark on his knees on the outdoor deck, sucking Six Incher. SI waves at me through the glass door to come out. I join them. “Is he doing a good job?” “Hell, yes.” I sit next to Six Incher and stroke. Mark now splits his time between the two dicks. We move him back and forth—sharing his mouth equally. Six Incher sighs as Mark goes back to him. “He told me he ate your ass?” “Really well. Do you want him to do you?” “I want to see him do you!” I stand and bend into the chair. Mark is right there, poking into my still damp pucker. I groan and push my ass back onto Mark’s face. SI holds his head in place—all but smothering Mark as he eats me out. “Now fuck him.” We change places. My dick is going into Mark just inches away from Six Incher’s face. He strokes to the live porn show. “I’m gonna shoot.” Instantly Mark spins around and takes the load in his mouth. “Don’t swallow it all,” I bark out. “Drool some onto my cock.” Mark does. A creamy glob covers the top of my cock. “I am fucking you into him,” I tell Six Incher. “You are breeding him after all…” We fuck until Six Incher says he has to take off. “Let’s finish up in the sling,” I suggest. Once he is in place, I spend long minutes eating the cum I’ve fucked into him back out. It’s a quick fuck to give him a replacement load… * In case you missed it, my first encounter with Mark is three posts back: You Never Fucked Me The original on Blogspot is here: From My Side of the Sling: Ring Around Mark (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 5, 2022 -
Rural Georgia—June, 2022 That Sunday night, there was one final gathering at the small play space. It was to be hosted by RC and Dallas. It was called a cocksucking party, and there was some of that, but anal sex was on almost every man’s mind… I arrive at the cabin right on time—and there are men waiting. Ready and stroking. There are number of new men who are just here for the day. I ditch my shorts and shirt under the bench by the door. RC and Dallas arrive. Instantly men surround them. And then Ray walks in, his thick cock poking out of the side of his green jock. He sees me on the bench, pushing my clothes into the ‘no cum zone.’ He walks over and asks if I’d like to suck him. I stretch wide and try. Damn, I feel like I can’t cover my teeth so as not scrape to that thick cock head. I finally give up and send him to a guy who has given me great head all weekend. Ethan, the hot assed Asian, who is in the cabin across from my tent, comes over and sucks me. He is on all fours as I sit there, so I can’t take my eyes off his ass. This afternoon, he was voted Best Ass in a contest by the pool—and I have to say he got my vote. He slurps away at my dick, then looks up. “Fuck me later?” I nod. I note that RC is alternating between giving head and receiving it. He moves a little slower now, as this extra busy weekend winds down. He is hard and focused on the men surrounding him. Dallas is in the corner getting his feet worshipped by the host of that dinner party I attended—just as he’d done my feet. Ethan grins and moves onto another dick. I get up and wander into the sling room. I watch Ray fucking an older man. I let two men take turns sucking on my cock. When I look back at Ray, he is now fucking Ethan, not in the sling, but braced against the wall. Both are groaning loudly. I wander to the room with the fuckbench. Dallas is there plowing a day-pass man. The guy is Black, tall and thin and likely 50. His hair is cropped close. And he is talking filth as Dallas fuck him. I notice a couple who has attended all the gatherings. The active one is a younger cub while his stroke-only partner is a big bear. The Bear whispers in my ear: “Fuck my boy. He’s wanted your dick all weekend.” Do I tell him I fucked him on Saturday night? Naw, I just nod. I bend the Cub over so he can hold on to the guy on the bench being fucked by Dallas. I eat him out briefly and fuck him hard. Dallas catches my eye and we fall into fucking in the same rhythm, our pelvises smacking the bare asses in front of us at the same time. All four of men are groaning at the sex—both the feel and the visual of it. The Bear strokes—in utter happiness as I use his boy… * I am fucking the tall thin Black guy in the main room as he holds onto one of the backs of the old pews. But my eyes are now focused on a young man, 30-ish, with shoulder length long hair and a beard that hasn’t been cut or trimmed since his puberty began. Ray is sucking his cock. I hear the hairy guy tell Ray he wants his ass. Ray hasn’t given it up (that I know of) all weekend. Hairy Guy takes Ray out of sight into the sling room. I look down at the guy I’m fucking. He heard it, too. We wind down our fuck as we both want to go into the sling room to watch. Ray is bent over, chest on the sling. Hairy Guy is fucking him with authority. There are half a dozen men stroking to the porn star taking dick. One of them is Ethan. I am right next to Hairy Guy. He slows. I go to my knees. He pulls out of Ray—and I suck his just above average cock clean of all Ray’s ass juices. I glance up. Hairy Guy’s eyes are wide. He tells me I should fuck Ray with my bigger dick. I eat Ray’s hole briefly. Hairy Guy already has his dick up Ethan. I stand up and sink in. HG has opened him perfectly for me. I have wanted to fuck Ray ever since I saw him in Dick Wadd’s Piss Break. I fuck his accommodating hole. It’s a good get-acquainted-with-my-cock fuck. But he’s bent low for tall me. Ray feels it, too. We move, so Ray can brace himself against the wall, ass jutted towards me. I slip back in. It’s perfect. The angle is just right. We fuck. Hard. His ass never stops milking me. His moans are music to my ears. And he calls me a ‘filthy fucker’ which makes me very proud… * I have just finished fucking Ethan’s beautiful butt. RC leads Dallas into the room. “You will love this dick,” he tells Dallas, gesturing to me. Dallas reminds him that he had me on Friday night. But we both want a re-match, now that he can relax. Dallas gets in the sling. RC works his nipples and watches me eat out Dallas’ ass. I enter him. Inch by Inch. “Give it to him,” mumbles RC. I bottom out, my pubes grinding into his muscle ass. Pause. And fuck. Slow and steady. Dallas jerks a bit—then stops and just enjoys the ride. I pick up speed. “I think he’s gonna breed him,” says someone in the room. And it’s true. I could. I try to push that thought away, but I can’t. I want to shoot in this hot man. And suddenly I am. Jizz spits out of my cock. I pause. I pull out and go to my knees. I eat some of my load. The tall, thin Black man goes in next, churning my cum. I stay on my knees and clean his dick of my jizz when he pulls out. While I shot—I didn’t have a full-on orgasm. I’m still hard. And want release. I slip into Dallas again. “You have some more for me?” he asks. In just a few more thrusts, I do. This time I collapse on his hot muscled chest. His thick arms hold me in place in a terrific bear hug… * And that was Fornication. I was packed and on the road home 30 minutes later. I meant to stay—but I knew it couldn’t get any better. I will be writing one more post to talk a little about some overall impressions and the seminars. The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend: The Sunday Group Finale (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) August 3, 2022
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Rural Georgia—June, 2022 (This picks up right where the last post left us…) David grabs his cock and strokes along with my fuck. As I speed up, he stops stroking, makes eye contact again and begins to babble about how good he feels, how big I am, how much he loves to get fucked. His words work and I do just what he wants: I fuck him harder. And soon, harder yet. The large man with the talented ass stops by. He works David’s nipples—and occasionally sucks his cock. I never pause in the fucking. David’s ass is getting wetter and wetter from the battering it’s taking. I stop. “I want you on my rimseat.” “Hell, yes…” I get him out of the sling and lead the way. I get under. That magnificent wet ass sits on my face, obliterating the light—and much of the sound of the party. My tongue finds his hole. I enter him, fucking him now with my tongue. I am instantly rewarded with some guy’s cum dripping into my mouth. I make an appreciative noise in the back of my throat. Someone has come over and is feeding David some cock in his mouth. His hole spasms as whoever it is fucks his throat. I get more of the delicious mix of semen and ass jizz dripping down my tongue as I keep eating him out. I have to stop stroking myself, it is so hot. “You gotta feel this,” says David. He stands up. RC is there and has obviously been the one in David’s mouth. His cock is wet and glistening even in the dim light. One hot ass is replaced with another. I have to work much harder to open up RC. He has not been fucked nearly as much tonight. RC groans and tells me he loves my tongue. Someone knocks my hand away from my dick. I expect a mouth—but I get an ass sliding down on me. Is it David? You’d think I’d be able to tell at this point, but I’m not sure. Whoever it is doesn’t ride me for long. RC is making really hot noises deep in his throat. I work my tongue harder. “That is so hot,” says a voice watching us. “You’re a porn star,” RC laughs, “get on that cock.” I feel Reuben kneel between my splayed legs. He starts to suck me. I am in sensory overload. I eat the hot, hard ass with every trick I know. I also twist my balls, I am so damn close to shooting. Finally, I touch RC’s thighs to get him up and off me. I need to stop before my jaw gets sore. Reuben stands and helps me up, before going off to fuck a cute cub. I hug RC. I pull back, looking him in the eyes: “I didn’t give you my best fuck that first day. The sling there was so low. Could I get you in mine?” “Sure!” I help him into the stirrups. I kneel for a quick rim. I have left his hole open and wet and wanting cock. After a few quick licks I give him my drooling dick. A slow entry. I love watching his face as more and more of me slides into his ass. “Yeah…” he moans. I bottom out and hold it in place. I pull out and start a slow thrust. We lock eyes. He strokes himself occasionally. I build the thrust speed. The sling frame groans. I slow down. I build again to a chain rattling fuck. I eat him out one more time. He is now quite wet. I am surprised no one has joined us to watch—but I realize the crowd is thinning. Men have gotten off and are going out to Ray’s midnight buffet. I stand up and fuck him some more—a nice and slow, a full in and out. I now wish I’d brought my mirror so he could see what I see—my cock pulled all the way out of him and plowing back through his puffy ass lips. He is taking my entire length on each stroke. I slow. I lean forward and kiss him, still deep in his ass. I move to pull out. “Keep going, if you want…” The midnight buffet can wait. Instead, I eat his hole again. I come up and suck his cock for a moment—getting some precum to stick inside him. My tongue pokes it deep. I tell him what I’ve done. He groans. I stand up and keep on fucking… * There are still a few stragglers left. A hairy cub finds me. He tells me it was him riding my cock while I was under the rimseat. I get him into my sling and let him feel what my cock is like when I’m in charge of the thrusting. He shoots all over himself as I fuck. He goes out for the food very happy. In the far sling there is tall man fucking. The guy is grunting and obviously ready to shoot. I go over. It’s David about to get the load. The moment the guy sees me, he starts spurting deep inside. David tells him to fill him up. I stand and watch. Stroking. The man doesn’t want to be cleaned up by either of us, but I spend a long time eating David’s sloppy ass. He has taken far more loads than this one—and I savor the taste of the mixed of cum. “Fuck me. Use that cum for lube.” I stand up. I insert. Fuck! His hole is awash. I begin a slow churn of the loads. A young guy taps me on the shoulder. “I really need to get off, can I fuck it into him?” I step aside. He pushes into David and cums almost immediately. He is happy to let me clean his cock. I share it with David in a wet kiss. “It’s my turn,” I tell him. I slide in again—he’s wetter and hotter. I grab the sling frame and pump into him with all I have left. I am there. I shoot. It feels like my dick just won’t stop going off. “Don’t pull out.” I have no intentions to go anywhere. I marinate in his ass as David grabs his cock. He is instantly back to full erection. He looks up at me. We lock eyes. Then he goes somewhere private—his face a mask—as he shoots again and again… Only then do we leave the play area and get some of Ray’s famous chicken vegetable stew. The original, and with pics of the porn guys, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend Saturday: The Cum Spurts (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 30, 2022
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Rural Georgia—June, 2022 It should come as no surprise to most of my readers, that I packed my sling and rimseat for this event. I got them up to the room where the major gathering of the weekend was happening that night after the piss party. I helped Ray and his volunteers set up the space after our early evening seminar. Tonight, there was a hanging tarp, forming a wall, that cut off the play area from the bar. Ray’s two slings were behind it, one on each side. Mine was against the stage at the back. We kept the cubes against the stage as well, handy to lean against to take cock. The rimseat was off to the side. I knew I wouldn’t use it until closer to the end of the evening. There had been a steady influx of men who were coming to the party tonight. The ticket acted as a day pass, so they could enjoy the pool, have dinner at the café, etc before it started at 9pm. I donned my boots and jock and wrist band at my tent. I didn’t bother with shorts and shirt to the short walk up to the clubhouse… The sexual energy in the room is palpable. Men are gathering—and it’s not quite start time. I lean against a cube and drink from my water bottle. The porn guys arrive—jocked and booted. They move back into the space. I can’t take my eyes off the man who has the cabin across from my tent. He is mid-30’s. Asian and nicely worked out without going overboard. We have flirted all day. He has sat on his veranda jerking to porn on his phone. Now I see his ass—it is perfectly shaped. He sees my dick, jutting to the side of the jock pouch. He wanders over. We actually introduce ourselves, (Ethan) before my tongue is deep in his ass as he leans against one of the cubes. Ethan groans. “Fuck me with your tongue…” I do. Over and over. Ethan notices that one of Ray’s slings are open, as mine is full. He leads me over and hops in. He gets his ankles in the stirrups before I can help him. “Now eat my ass again.” I go to my knees. He is opening easily. He squeezes down on my tongue—milking it as if it were my cock. I stand up, spit once more on my cock and slide in. No inching. Just a wonderfully steady glide home. Ethan’s eyes roll up and then come back to focus right on me. “Fuck, that’s a nice cock. Fuck me hard.” He doesn’t have to ask me twice. I begin fucking him. There are other men’s hands all over his chest and playing with his semi-hard uncut cock. I fuck into him, grinding my pubes against his smooth butt cheeks. Suddenly I pull out, kneel and go back to rimming his rather hairy ass crack. He is making ass jizz like crazy. I slurp it up. Ethan moans. I stand, spit some of his juices onto my cock and plow back into him… * The large man with the talented ass finds me. My sling is available. He loves how comfortable my wider sling is compared to others. We have a good ‘get re-acquainted’ fuck. He asks me to bring my ass flavored cock to the side of the sling so he can taste himself on me. I oblige. Repeatedly. When we take a break, Antonio, the hot Latin who was my first fuck of the weekend, wants to try my sling. He has been hanging out with some other Latin men most of the weekend and they crowd around to see my cock in action—the cock he’s obviously told them about. I eat his hole. It is open and wet—his ass lips slightly puffy, even this early in the night. He does love cock. I eat him out, enjoying his wetness. “You want my dick?” I ask, as I stand up. He just grins at the stupid question. I slide in and fuck. His friends work his nipples. A big bear of a man also steps up to watch and stroke. I nod to him. He seems to want in. “Do you want his cock, too?” Antonio nods, with an affirmative grunt. I step aside and the Bear, with a thick dick, slides in. “Damn, he’s wet,” grunts the Bear. He fucks Antonio harder. I kneel and watch his cock fuck into Antonio’s hot ass. The Bear pulls out. I lick him clean. He’s surprised—but pleased. It makes him fuck Antonio for a few more minutes. He pulls out again. “Lick my dick clean.” I do, stand up and fuck Antonio with my now, even harder, cock… * Reuben Foxx comes over while I am leaning against a cube, surveying the party in progress. Ray is in full top mode, working one of his slings. Dallas is at the other. David and RC seem to be working a man over in tandem as the guy leans against a cube. “Would you like to try my sling?” Reuben nods. In moments, I am kneeling and eating his ass, as he sighs. I stand up. I get into him a little easier this time—with my sling being higher. It’s a fun fuck. I love watching his face as he takes my dick. Reuben needs to go play with others. I lick his hole one more time before I help him out… * “I loved getting your piss.” It’s a hairy bear from Atlanta. I agree that that party, though short, was hot. My sling is busy now, so I suggest he lean against a block. I eat his really hairy hole. He groans and does poppers—which allows my tongue to sink even deeper into him. “Eat my sloppy mancunt.” Just as he says it, I get a huge dollop of some man’s cum on my tongue. I groan. When he realizes I love it, he squeezes and gives me some more. I lick it up and stand. My cock finds it’s way through the mass of fur and fucks into his hole. “Shit, you’re big—the perfect size,” he croons. I fuck him hard. I want to churn what is left of the load inside him. “Deep,” he mumbles. “You are pushing his cum so deep…” I fuck harder—then pull out. I am rewarded by stray cum clinging to all that hair. I clean him up with my tongue and tell him to find me if he takes another load… * David emerges from the group of men. “Wanna fuck me?” I just laugh. And kiss him. He starts to lean against the cube, but I redirect him to my sling. I really want that ass to have been in there. I get him into the stirrups and kneel. His ass is damp. His hole is wet. But it’s all lube and ass jizz. My tongue knows the difference. I spit into him. “Now, fuck me,” he commands as I stand up. I sink into him. He feels great. I inch in—not because I have to, but I want him to beg me with those eyes of his. And he does. Only breaking our gaze as I bottom out deep inside him. I begin a slow pump. In and out. David grabs his cock and strokes along with me. As I speed up, he stops stroking, makes eye contact again and begins to babble about how good he feels, how big I am, how much he loves to get fucked. His words work and I do just what he wants: I fuck him harder. And soon, harder yet. The large man with the talented ass stops by. He works David’s nipples—and occasionally sucks his cock. I never pause in the fucking. David’s ass is getting wetter and wetter from the battering it’s taking. I stop. “I want you on my rimseat.” “Hell, yes…” I get him out of the sling and lead the way. I get under. That magnificent wet ass sits on my face, obliterating the light—and much of the sound of the party. My tongue finds his hole… (I will continue this next post….) The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend Saturday: Three Slings in Action (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 29, 2022
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Rural Georgia — June, 2022 After the afternoon party in the small play space, I went to the cabin of the couple who had invited me to dinner after the morning workshop. We had a relaxing time (and a great meal.) It was good to be in a cabin and not my tent. All three of us mentioned that we wanted to attend the evening workshop. My hosts weren’t too sure about the dance party, but I told them what Ray had said about sex on the fringes. We cleaned up a little and went to hear Ray and RC lead the discussion on Sex: Confidence vs Experience. Afterward I helped the guys move our chairs out of the way to create space for the dance. There were several three-foot-high cubes around. Ray wanted one in the middle of the room. Another was near a low stage that never got used all weekend. There was also a sling set up in the corner near the light controls. The rest of the room was the camp bar and lounge. The porn guys arrived at 9 o’clock. They met with Ray for instructions as I refilled my water bottle. Dance music filled the space. David hopped up on the center cube to be the first go-go boy. Soon the room was filled with 40 to 50 guys. And no one wanted to dance. They wanted sex. And they got it… We are milling. One of the men from the afternoon session finds me. He is a greying bear. “I saw you fucking earlier. Would you?” I nod. We go to the box near the stage. It is a great height for him to lean on it and present his extremely hairy ass to me. I kneel and rim him out. He’s pre-lubed with something that thankfully doesn’t have much taste. I spit it back into him—-and then fuck it into him. He gasps but takes it. When I step up the speed of my thrusts, he asks for a break. A large man, from the next campsite is right there to clean my dick. He makes the sexiest grunts as he does so. “Me, too?” he asks, standing up and presenting me his ass. I kneel and pull his ample cheeks apart. My tongue connects. He lets out a groan that attracts some guys to watch. I stand up and fuck. He takes me easily and completely. I finally have to stop to catch my breath. David can’t do much dancing. Every man there wants a turn to suck his cock. And they get it. I go over. He grins down at me, shaking his dick at me, once it’s free. “But I want your ass,” I tell him. He turns and bends a little. My tongue finds his hole. I eat him out for the group watching us. David motions Dallas to come dance. David jumps off the cube and leads me to the other cube I’ve been using to fuck. I eat him a little more, then sink into hot ass. His body is so hard, anywhere I touch him. He groans and is very verbal about how I make him feel. He finally pulls off me, kisses me and tells me he needs to mingle—but he wants more later… * I glance around the room. All the porn guys are busy playing with the campers. From behind me, Dallas taps me on the shoulder. He has been busy fucking a lot of men. “It’s my turn now,” he tells me. We use the same cube, with him bent over. I lick his pucker. To my knowledge he has not bottomed yet this weekend. I get him good and wet with lube and spit. I slide in. He feels great, but he’s not relaxed. We fuck a bit before he decides we need the sling. It’s empty—so he hops in. On his back makes all the difference. He relaxes. His hole flowers open and I fuck this tall muscle man relentlessly… * I fuck David, briefly, in the sling. I can’t stop looking into his face—every expression is all about how my cock is making him feel. I finally pull out to let others have a chance. I wander some more. The large guy finds me for round two. He’s a great fuck. He’s also been busy. His hole is super wet. And likely a load. I spend a long time eating him out before I decide to fuck. A really short young man is watching. “Just like that,” he says, pointing to the place the large guy just left, “That’s what I want.” “Use him good,” says his boyfriend. I lean him against the back cube and fuck him. His boyfriend scrambles up on cube, kneels and feeds the guy I’m fucking his cock. It’s a hot moment, the sound of my fucking and the wet sound of the blowjob. I keep fucking until his BF shoots… * “I wanted this when we played yesterday,” whispers Reuben in my ear. We also start at the cube and quickly go to the sling. Reuben is a challenge to get into for me, but a wonderful fuck. I can’t stop looking at his expressive face as I plow into him. Antonio, my first fuck of the weekend, finds me plowing Reuben. He works the man’s nipples as I go back and forth rimming and fucking him. When Reuben gets out, Antonio jumps in the sling. His hole has been quite busy tonight. He’s the wettest hole so far tonight. I spend a long time licking and likely felching his ass. When my cock sinks into him, I am sure he is loaded… * It is towards ending time. The two and a half hours have flown by. I look for RC. He has been topping all night, at least any time I have seen him. He is doing someone now in the sling with a small group of stroking men. I wander over. It’s David. RC stops fucking and lets someone else into David whenever they indicate they’d like a turn. I arrive as RC pulls out, and a cute guy goes from jacking his cock to fucking David. It takes no time for him to breed. RC starts to fuck him again before he sees me. “You need to fuck it deeper.” RC pulls out. I clean his dick, spit it on David’s used hole and push my cock into him. I fuck him hard. Then I step back for another older man to drop a load. RC fucks in the fresh jizz first and then indicates I should. A loud roll of thunder fills the room. The lights flicker but stay on. I keep fucking. “You want me to shoot,” I ask David. “You want my cum?” He nods. And says something I can’t hear as the thunder rolls again. I fuck him harder. A third clap of thunder—and I explode inside David… The original, with pics of the porn guys, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend: The Dance Party Becomes a Sex Party (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 26, 2022
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Rural Georgia—June, 2022 After the welcoming sex fest, the rest of my Thursday night was spent at the first of Ray’s talks/discussions on men’s sexuality and wellness. I am not going to detail those here. I found them thoughtful, helpful and reaffirming of how I approach sex and love at this time in my life. I love just how inclusive he is in welcoming men and making them feel good about themselves. But you didn’t come to this blog for that. You want to know other things… Friday, temperature-wise, was not quite as hot, but it hovered around 95 from noon onwards. I had breakfast and then took my tea to sit by the pool and write. It was a lazy morning. We had our second discussion after lunch. We did some intimacy exercises that helped connect us as a group. (It worked—I got a dinner invitation out of it.) The other porn guys were due to arrive today. It was a trek in from either the Savannah or Atlanta airport. Ryan Carter (RC as he prefers), Dallas Steele and David Benjamin arrived sometime while we were in the class. There was an afternoon gathering in the same play space. I was particularly intrigued to see David again. He had performed at a CLAW play party in, I think, 2015. The performers were just that—they were having sex for us, not playing with us. But not David. When the performance ended, he grabbed me and another big dicked guy and led us up to the sling on the stage. We fucked David until he shot all over himself. (I’ll look for the post—I certainly wrote it up, back then.) I arrived at the playspace a little before the 4pm start time. Other guys were waiting, some stroking to the porn. I lost my shorts and shirt and stowed them under the bench... Alberto is here—in flip flops and a colored jock. We smile at each other. I go behind him and begin munching on his hairy ass crack. He sighs—and bends, giving me better access. I am happy to see that he is sucking someone’s cock as I eat him out. Ray comes in. “They’re here, guys. RC, Dallas and David.” Suddenly big muscles are everywhere. The four of them invade the space. Each man is in boots and jock. Ray has someone sucking his thick cock instantly—as does Dallas. RC goes to his knees and begins sucking an older man who is sitting in the pews. David makes a bee-line for me—his face lighting up. Does he really remember? We hug. I go to my knees and suck his cock. He fingers Alberto’s hole. I get David wet enough so he can fuck Alberto. He does so, while I am in Alberto’s mouth. I clean David’s cock before I fuck Alberto, too. David moves to play with others. I find RC, on his knees between the pews, taking turns sucking cock. He is happy to include my dick, too. He moves from one to the next and the next and now back again. He is stroking himself as he does it. Alberto has found Dallas who is sitting in a dark corner. Dallas doesn’t need to move—everyone comes by to sample his cock orally. Alberto sucks him—and then sits on his cock. I hear Alberto groan just as RC’s mouth comes back to my dick. He sucks with a true passion for cock. Finally he needs to get off his knees and I help him up. “You are going to have to fuck me with that thing,” he tells me. I promise that I will. For now, I go to my knees and suck him. I love the slight curve. He grabs the sides of my head and fucks my face… * Ray has taken off. He has so much to do this weekend, it’s hardly surprising. The other guys are in no hurry. I find David again. He is topping some, but mostly keeping it oral. My hand goes to his ass. He grins, but tells me he had no time to clean with his plane being delayed. I still rim him a little. He pulls me into a kiss afterward—before sinking to his knees to suck me yet again. I hear chains rattle. David looks up me. “RC has found the sling,” he grins. We both go into the sling room. RC is taking cock—and beating his own. A big bear is pounding RC. “You need this one next,” David tells RC. RC nods. When the bear needs a breather I step into place. I go to my knees and eat the freshly fucked hole. He is incredibly wet—though I am sure the bear did not cum. I lick and spit and lube my cock as I tongue him. I stand up. “Go easy,” murmurs RC. David finds RC’s nipples as he watches me push into RC’s hole. “Damn,” RC groans. I pause, looking at the handsome tatted man my cock is filling. He gives me a nod and I begin the fuck. The sling is too low for tall old me. I am doing deep knee bends in order to line up properly. I won’t be able to sustain it for too long. I concentrate on his ass. It is certainly a talented hole—not only super wet but tight when he wants it to be and looser at his discretion. I pause in the fuck to give my legs a rest and go back to eating him out. When I stand back up, David has gone. There are quite a few other men watching and stroking. I offer to step aside. “Fuck him again,” says an older guy stroking his uncut cock to the scene. I am happy to go back in, legs be damned. I fuck with long, slow strokes. I build up the tempo, but my legs are soon screaming at me. I pull out. The bear fucks him again. I clean the bear’s cock when he’s done and spit it on RC’s pucker. I poke the spit deep inside him. Men are drifting away to dinner. I help RC out of the sling. I feel a large hand on my shoulder. “You need to fuck me with that sometime this weekend,” Dallas tells me. I promise I will. The guys go to clean up for the next event. I suck two of the on lookers. One of them returns the favor. But dinner is calling. I find Ray in the cafe. He waves me over and asks if I’m having fun. I assure him I am. He wonders if I will be at the dance party tonight. I tell him it’s not really my thing, but I will look in. He assures me sex will be happening in the corners. “And that is your thing…” he smiles. Then he looks sheepish and asks my first name again. I tell him, and remind him of the Professor connection we share. He wells up and holds me in a terrifically tight hug. We sit down again and trade stories about our late mutual friend. And he called me by first name the rest of the weekend… The original, with pics of the porn guys, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend--Friday Afternoon: 'Meeting' the Guys (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 22, 2023 On that same page is a link to my first meeting (and fucking) David Benjamin at CLAW.
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Rural Georgia—June, 2022 Sometime after IML, where I talked with Ray Dalton about it, I decided I wanted to go to his Fornication Men’s Wellness Retreat in Georgia. The sensible side of me told myself that it was too far away. “Georgia. And Southern Georgia, no less. Gas prices are high. Are you stupid…?” On and on that sensible voice droned away as I tried to fall asleep. But my more adventurous side whispered: “Think what hot blog posts you could get out of it…” Guess which side won. It was a long way. I don’t like to do more than six hours in a car in a day, so I broke it down to three days of driving with two overnights. I wanted to arrive ready to go, not totally exhausted. On the way down I stopped at Lexington, KY and then Spartanburg, SC. I love taking some back roads into the camp—which is in the middle of nowhere. (So much so Google maps couldn’t tell me how to find it, at least not correctly!) The drive in was hot. It hit 100 degrees on my arrival day. I finally found it and was given a tour of the camp by a cute Latin manning the front desk. There were many cabins, trailers full of seasonal regulars, a pool, a clubhouse with a cafe attached and, he shyly told me, a playhouse set up with ‘things,’ I was tenting and the first of the men to arrive in that area. I set up quickly. I took a walking tour. I basically recovered the same ground as my tour by golf cart, but it felt really good to stretch my legs. Thursday was sort of the unofficial kick-off to the weekend. Many men were not there yet, including three of the porn guys, but there was a small play party scheduled for the early evening and a talk/discussion with Ray, later that night. I read a book at my campsite, napped a little and saw/heard a flurry of activity at the clubhouse as Ray arrived. Slings were unpacked. Cases of water. And crate after crate—his vehicle was truly loaded. Ray remembered me from Chicago—by sight if not by name—hardly surprising with the number of men he meets. I had dinner at the café by the pool. I was given a schedule. The theme of tonight’s get together was ‘JO Party’ hosted by Reuben Foxx down in the playhouse. Later Ray would be talking about Sex and Intimacy in the Clubhouse. I went back to the tent and donned my boots and jock, then added my walking shorts over them for the trek there. I grabbed my lube and set off… I like the layout of the cabin—which is the campsite’s play space. There is big screen porn with a few old pews as benches. To the left is a room with a fuckbench and a gloryhole booth, to the right there is a room with a sling. I am not the first person to arrive. Reuben is sitting there naked but for a jock and boots with one other man. This guy is around my age, and is still dressed. There is a huge pump bottle of lube—one that I will keep seeing, slowly diminishing, all weekend. Rueben is a newcomer to porn, making his debut at Ray’s encouragement. He is friendly and warm. He strokes as I lose the shorts and shirt under a bench against the wall, and not in front of the screen where he is sitting. My disrobing causes the other man to grope his dick. I sit next to the clothed man and stroke. Are we really going to just JO? Nope. My neighbor on the bench, who is good looking in a scholarly way, is reaching for my cock. He strokes me—and is soon giving me head. “Suck that big dick,” says Reuben. The guy goes to his knees. He is great. He takes me to the root repeatedly. As he switches up to just licking the head, five or six more men arrive. They strip or open zippers. One sucks Reuben. A young Latin stands to the back in just a jock. He can’t take his eyes off my dick. My sucker does my balls, too, leaving lots of spit that dries fast in the heat. I reach down to feel his dick under his shorts, but he bats my hand away. He gives my cock one last deep throat and tells me to go play with others. I walk over to the Latin. He feels my wet cock with his right hand. His left guides my free hand to his ass. No mistake there. He jerks me as I finger his butthole. The Latin squirms. (The next day I learn his name is Alberto, but will use it now—even while we are still anonymous.) I move behind him, my back to the wall. I do down on in a deep knee bend and lick my first hole of the weekend. He groans and grinds back against me. He is very furry all over and his ass crack is a forest of black hair. I eat and spit. Loudly. Right in Reuben’s line of vision—as he gets his cock serviced. More men are here now. There is a little JO—but we are sucking or getting sucked—keeping it all oral. I change that by standing up and working the head of my cock into Alberto. He gasps and pushes back. He doesn’t wait for me to inch in—he wants it now. Alberto’s hole grinds into my pubes. I hold a moment and begin the first fuck of the weekend. He stands straight up at first, then slightly bent. It makes for smaller strokes—but it’s a great warm up. I plow him harder now. Two guys are watching and stroking to us. The fuck excites them enough to turn from us and give each other head. I pull out. Alberto spins around and cleans my cock up. I eat his hole again, pushing him down, making him hold on to a back of the bench. Reuben stands up. I nod to him—hoping he’ll spit roast Alberto with me. But Alberto seems to be all about his hole at the moment—for I am eating him out, really enjoying his ass jizz. I stand up and fuck him again. I fuck him with long strokes. The sound of our coupling fills the small cabin. Alberto pulls off me, cleans me up and excuses himself. “Let me taste that dick,” says a guy to the back of me. I turn and let him clean up any ass juices that Antonio missed. This guy is a big bear, with a big long beard. He pulls off me. “Tomorrow you can do that to me.” I make a mental note. We have been here for maybe 45 minutes—the time allotted on the schedule. Guys have filtered away fast. The only men left is a couple trading blow jobs right by the screen and Rueben and me. I go over to him and kneel. I start with his balls. They are dry—with all the guys sucking his dick tonight, did no one lick them? He sighs as my tongue connects. And strokes my head. I move up his shaft and suck his cock fully into my mouth and down my throat. He sighs. Content. The guys in front of us leave. (It’s an open bar, after all, up at the Clubhouse.) I pull off Rueben and do his balls one more time. My tongue flicks over his taint—but I know that’s for another day. Short and sweet. No one trying to get off. Very much a Welcome to Fornication. The original, with pictures of the porn guys, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend--Thursday: A JO Party Kicks It Off (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 20, 2022
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Chicago—May, 2022 After Zane left, Cowboy Boots and I had dinner together. As we waited for our Thai to arrive, I told him about an ad I’d seen on BBRT. The host wanted to do an actual sex party in a dimly lit room—not just host as a cumdump. We were excited. This is what we were missing on this weekend. I had stumbled on it once, but I wanted another session. When we got back from dinner—I got the details from the host. It wouldn’t be long, maybe 90 minutes. We were to be there within 10 minutes of the start time. He was looking for all types of men and all positions. Cowboy Boots and I cleaned up and went downstairs at the appropriate time… The door is propped open. There are five men just beginning to fuck. The host, a beefy guy in his late 30’s or early 40’s waves us in. He looks familiar. (I later find out that we had fucked at the Nasty Kink Pigs’ Parties at CLAW several years ago.) He goes back to sucking the dick of the youngest man there, a cub in his 20’s. A 50-ish Top is stroking himself, watching the scene—I realize it is this man’s load I’d fucked in with the cumdump I bred on Thursday. A 30-ish guy with a great Mohawk and a PA, is getting fucked by porn guy Steve Sommers. (Steve and I had played (with Derrick and Jacob) a few IML’s ago.) Steve is hairy and hot. Cowboy Boots strips and gets on all fours on the double bed. The Top is drawn to his hot ass. He kneels and begins rimming him. The host, never taking the young one’s cock out of his mouth, moves to all fours so his ass is available to me. Perfect. I kneel and rim. We are directly across the bed from Cowboy Boots. As his Top rises to fuck him, so do I. I sink into the host. He makes the sexist groan around the young cock in his mouth. Steve pulls out of Mohawk. Mohawk swivels around and cleans his ass juices off Steve. I fuck the Host harder. I love the sound of my hips on his wet ass. CB’s Top pulls out. So do I. We nod at each other and walk around the bed to switch holes. We both go to our knees to taste the new holes in front of us. Soon we are plowing away with our different men. Mohawk is as versatile as Steve. He gets Steve bent over and eats him out. I watch as I fuck. Soon he stands and sinks into Steve. Now there are three of us fucking on three sides of the bed. More men come in—a couple I’ve seen at the side by side cumdumps. (Again, one man plays—the other strokes, watching his BF fuck.) The young guy moves from getting his cock sucked, to sucking the new arrival. A third man enters. He is already hard. I let him fuck CB. I kneel behind Mohawk and lick his ass crack on the backstroke. He groans and calls me a pig. He pulls out of Steve, steps to the side and pushes my face into the hairy crack he’s just been fucking. He holds my head in place—telling me to lick it all up. He finally lets go, telling me to fuck him with my big dick. I rear up and push my cock into Steve. He groans and tells me it’s bigger than he remembered. “You need to take it, too,” he tells Mohawk. This makes me fuck Steve harder. So much so he asks for a breather. The new men are fucking the Host and Cowboy Boots—trading off. The young one sucks any and every available cock. “Let me suck that thing,” Mohawk grunts out. He goes to his knees and tastes Steve’s ass juices all over my cock. I watch him jerk himself, his PA flopping, as he sucks me. He stands and slides into Steve once more. He holds, all his inches buried in the hairy ass, reaches back and spreads his ass cheeks. “Now fuck me,” he commands. I slide into him. I stand still and let him do the work of fucking into Steve and back on me. Soon he pulls out of Steve who rolls away to go fuck CB. I fuck Mohawk hard and fast. When I stop, I take his dick in my mouth. His PA is big, but not so big it gets in the way of my tongue. I love the sound of the slight clink on my teeth. We are a fucking free for all now. The Top fucks Steve and Mohawk. I go back to the Host and CB. I clean dicks as they present themselves. I do something with every man, but the voyeur boyfriend. Now the Host, with no new people arriving, calls time on us. We reluctantly pull our selves together and leave, all wishing we could have stayed longer… * Late Night I work on my computer, typing up the notes for the day. Cowboy Boots is entertaining in the bedroom, a tall, built Black man. On a whim I check in on them. “You giving me your ass, too?” the visitor asks. “Naw—but I want to suck your dick when you pull out.” I take out my dick and stroke as I kneel by the man fucking CB. “That’s hot,” he sighs. I watch his cock split Cowboy Boots open. His cock is the same size as mine—but in dark ebony hues. He pulls out and lets me suck him clean. He plows back into Cowboy Boots. “Fuck,” he groans. “I’m gonna cum—you gonna eat that, too?” I nod. He shoots, deep in CB. He marinates a long time. Finally, I get to clean his less sensitive cock. “Fuck him,” he urges me. I stand up and slide into the man’s cream pie deep in Cowboy Boots. I fuck a few strokes—and it sends me over the edge… * A few random IML notes: I did get a note on BBRT I was unable to follow up on: “I saw you in elevator last night and a huge fan of your blog. Would love to come suck you.” I think it was right after the piss party—and my cock was feeling spent—but now I wish I’d still met the reader. Another time! I also remember, on the first day of IML there were still non-leather folks in the hotel. I took the elevator down to the lobby with a bunch of men in full gear—while I was in my street dress of jeans, with just my wrist band on. A young mom and her 5 year old son got on, too. The little boy’s eyes were huge as he stared up at all these leather men towering over him. His gaze found me. I smiled. He looked at me—back at all the other guys—and back to me. He mustered a timid smile—to a friendly face in that sea of leather clad legs... The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: IML Sunday Night: An Orgy and A Breeding (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 8, 2022
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My boy and I have been together for seven years and have amazing sex. He's an insatiable piggy bottom who lets me cream his tight asshole every chance I get. He can bounce up and down it like a champ. We have only played together with other boys once and it was intense. See, we always play bare, and I just thought that he'd make other guys bag it up. Not so. When my boy's best friends from High School, who were now boyfriends, came to the city to visit, we put them up on our sofa bed. We have a small apartment, but the bedroom is separate enough to provide some privacy. First night they were on the sofa bed, we could hear them fucking. It sounded like Ron was really pounding Jonathan's ass hard. My boy got turned on listening and we snuck to the cracked door and watched for a few seconds before he backed up on to my precum-oozing cock. I fucked him in the doorway until I blasted my load up his hole, my cum leaking down his tanned thighs as Ron blasted inside his boy. We quietly closed the door as Jonathan shot his load all over Ron's burly chest. The next morning, our guests headed out to do some sightseeing, while my boy and I hopped on the train for work. We made plans to meet up at a bar and go dancing that night. (I gave them the addresses of some really sleazy adult stores in Hell's Kitchen and Chelsea in case they needed somewhere to go during the day. Don't know if they went.) I wrapped up everything at my office a few hours earlier than usual. I thought I'd head uptown and change before our night out. When I got to the apartment door, I could hear heavy breathing and moans from inside. I remembered we hadn't given our guests a set of keys and thought my boy must have been watching some bareback porn on the TV. Boy was I wrong. Opening the door, I saw my boy, being double penetrated by Ron and Jonathan. Ron was on his back, with Jonathan's sticky cock slamming back and forth into my boy's hole. His jaw dropped when he saw me and pulled off their cocks. The boyfriends laughed as my boy tried to make an excuse. “It's not what it looks like,” he shrieked. I chuckled as I unbottoned my shirt and dropped my trousers. “It looks like a helluva good time to me. Mind if I join in,” I asked. His eyes lit up and I shoved my now-hard cock as far and as roughly as I could down his mouth. I then noticed the lack of ripped condom packages on the bed. No lube either. Fuck, he's giving it up raw again! I thought, “at least time the tops aren't total strangers!” The other boys repositioned and went back to raw tag teaming his sweet hungry hole. I asked them both to tell me when they were close. Ron asked if it was okay to cream my boy's tight hole. I said, “You're both clean right?” He smiled but didn't reply. As his breathing quicken, I shot some of my load down my boy's velvety throat and some on his slutty slack-jawed face. He was in pig heaven. I got down on all fours close to my boy's ass as Ron started to shoot. Jonathan pulled his slimy dick out as Ron creamed my boy's tight hole. That sent Jonathan over the edge and he shot a few spurts on his boyfriend's raw dick before jamming his cock up there too. They both loaded him up real good, then pulled out. I shoved my own cummy cock up his hole and came again after just a few strokes. We were a sweaty mess. Ron said that they had got the idea to try to seduce my boy after a hot Hell's Kitchen gloryhole session. They called my boy at work and asked him to come home early so they could let them in. “So this wasn't the whole reason for coming to the city after all, breeding my boy?,” I asked? “Well now. Jonathan tested POZ this summer and we were going to a breeding party to see if I could take some loads too,” Ron said, rather matter-of-factly. Shit. The last time my boy took another guy's raw load, there was a good chance that it had been POZ. He dodged a bullet that time, but his ass was well-used and torn up. What if it took? My boy asked me, “Will you suck out the cum? That may make safer?” Well, safety was out the window at this point, and when I saw him fingering his sloppy cummy mancunt, I couldn't resist. I fingered out all three loads, felching for all I was worth, jealously swallowing it all, Jonathan's POZ cream, mixed with Ron's and mine. I got hard again and came in Jonathan's hungry mouth. We cleaned up and went dancing, getting horny and sweaty again before heading home and having another delicious fourway. This time, I took Ron's load and perhaps one of my boy's last NEG loads. Hot. Fucking hot. -
Cock and Ass at the Bookstore
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—April, 2022 I gave myself a week off after the rout at the house party in Chicago. I wanted to make sure I didn’t bring anything nasty home. Not to mention, I was thoroughly sated. By the next Saturday, all was good—and I was horned again. It was the Saturday before Easter. Seeing the family over the holidays can be stressful. I have often found men at the bookstore relieving that stress on either the day before or after big family functions. I decided to see if it was true this year… The parking lot is fairly full on this sunny afternoon. I pay for my ticket and wander into the straight theatre. The seats at the back are full—I sit closer to the front and to the side. I unbutton and stroke. In moments of my cock fully erecting, a cute cub moves from against the back wall to between my boots. I have seen this guy before but we have never done anything together. He is now making up for lost time. He is slurping loudly on my dick as he beats his own rather average sized prick. He comes up for air and we grin. I push his head down again telling him to lick my balls. He does. With loud lapping sounds that fill the room and leave my hairy nuts dripping with his saliva. Eventually, I let him back on my cock. He works hard—and expects a load anytime. But it is far too fast for me to be very close. He finally stands up to rest his knees. His cock is right there—all but in my face. Of course I suck it. The Cub is surprised. I tongue his leaking piss slit. Now, he’s pleased. He’s wearing shorts so my hands can go up the legs and massage his hairy ass cheeks. He groans while I squeeze and suck. My middle finger grazes his butt hole. He responds with a moan. I do it again. He moans—deeper and longer. I wet my finger with the saliva he left all over my balls. I begin to work it into his pucker. I would really like to fuck this cub. I am up to the first knuckle. He sighs as my tongue and lips service his cock. Suddenly he pulls away with a whispered “I don’t want to shoot yet.” I agree that neither do I—and we should look for each other later. He goes off to the arcade and I go over to the gay cinema. I interrupt a slightly overweight daddy feeding his cock to an older gentleman. I make an apologetic hand gesture and sit down. It takes a moment, but finally the blow job continues. I concentrate on the screen and my stroking—with an occasional glance at the couple. The sucker seemingly doesn’t like to be seen with a dick in his mouth. He stops the action and leaves, slightly huffily. I apologize to the bigger guy, who sits with his thick cock hanging out. “Well,” he sighs, “you could make it up to me by finishing the job.” I smirk, walk over to him and kneel in front of him. My mouth ovals big for his thickness. He sighs again and occasionally strokes my head. In no time I have a thick load in my mouth… * The Cub finds me not long after, now alone and stroking to the gay porn. “Will you get me off?” He unzips. He has no need of my finger in his ass—he is ready to fire. Load two in just a few licks… * I am sitting in the cocksucker’s seat on the straight side. A Black Daddy I know is eyeing me, uncertain if he should let me blow him with another man in the room. The slightly overweight daddy who gave me his load is here, too, still stroking to this rather nasty anal porn—and keeping an eye on me. You can feel the tension in the air of who will make the first move. It’s solved by the door opening. A young Latino, who could be a linebacker on his college team, comes in. He stands next to me. He is wearing shorts of very flimsy and sheer material. He’s hung big and hard. You can see the outline. I wait for his cock to come out. “May I suck you?” It’s the linebacker to me. I nod and he goes to his knees. He’s great. He obviously loves cock in his mouth and knows how to please it. He never touches his own raging hard-on. The other two guys in the room watch and stroke faster. Linebacker comes up for air. “I love big dick. Fuck me?” I can’t believe my good fortune. He is easily 6 feet tall, and thick with muscle. He pulls the clingy shorts down. His brown ass is sculpted and hard as granite. He leans against the back wall—his ass jutting out to me at the prefect angle. I go to my knees and surprise him by sticking my tongue deep in hole. He groans. “Eat me…” he mumbles. The older Black man inches closer. He rubs Linebacker’s nipples through his shirt. I stand up and slap my cock on his ass. “You want it raw?” “Fuck, yes. Give it to me.” I push the head in. He’s not tight. I am guessing he has a lucky boyfriend. Or a good sized toy. Black Daddy moves a little and Linebacker bends more to ease me in—and to suck that dick. It’s a daddy spit roast. The sight of him with two cocks in him makes me fuck him faster. And it makes the potbellied daddy stand up and join us. I think Linebacker will sample the new dick that is right by his mouth—but he won’t stop sucking the bigger one. He stays on it as the cock explodes in his mouth. The Black guy is wrecked with his orgasm. But he lets Linebacker continue to clean up his dick, as I plow away. “Let me fuck him,” says Pot Belly. “You want another cock in you?” I ask. “He’s nice and thick.” Linebacker hesitates for a millisecond than nods—the black cock still in his mouth. I pull out. Pot Belly pushes in. This will be his second load—I hope he won’t need to fuck forever to get there. No worries there. In moments Pot Belly is howling out his breeding of the muscle ass he’s now seeding. Linebacker knows to milk him—I can see the muscles working as I go to my knees. Pot Belly pulls out and gives his dick to Linebacker to clean. I dive in and begin felching the load running out of the muscle ass. He is now spit roasted with a cummy, deflating cock and my hard as a rock tongue. His own cock, huge and throbbing, is bouncing with a life of its own. I stand up, spit some of the seed from my mouth into my hand and use it to lube my cock. I push in. Linebacker rears up and off the spent dick. “Give it to me,” he grunts out. “Fuck me hard.” I do. “I’m going to breed you…” “Do it!” His hand finally touches his own dick. “I’m so close…” In no more than three thrusts, I grab his hips and empty into him with a loud groan. He squeezes down on me—and that makes him shoot, too. He pulls off me fast. He doesn’t clean my cock—he’s no longer horny. And I’m fine with that. I give him a quick hug—and a piece of paper towel to clean himself up. We go out to the parking lot together. “I want that cock again,” he tells me before getting into his car. “You come here a lot?” I smile and nod… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Cock and Ass at the Bookstore (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) May 13, 2022 -
Hour by Hour 2--Fuck Party at Zane's
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Chicago—April, 2022 This picks up right where we left off in Part 1: …I stop fucking abruptly and pull out. He spins around and cleans my cock. He pulls off it, eyes shining and murmurs “Thank you, Sir” before he starts licking my balls… Two very young men arrive and begin making out on the couch as the Leather Blond slurps my cock clean. I ruffle his hair. Another daddy in a harness and red jock comes into the basement. “Use him hard,” I tell the guy and go up to the main floor. I refill my water bottle. Many more men have arrived. While stripped, they are still in social drinking mode. I go up one more flight and into the spare room. The bed is alive with two couples fucking. I stand and watch a bear getting long dicked by younger, trimmer shaggy haired guy. The other couple is a pair of rough around the edges twinks, dressed in high fashion jocks. The young man pulls out of the Bear. I lean down and clean his cock for him. He grins and says “You should fuck him.” I eat the hole the shaggy haired guy had just been railing. The Bear is very wet. Already. I pull the Bear to the edge of the bed so I can stand to fuck. I sink in easily. The Bear groans. The shaggy haired guy strokes, his eyes on my cock plowing the hairy hole. I work up to a faster rhythm. “Let me taste it.” I pull out of the Bear and Shaggy Hair cleans my cock. I slip it into the Bear again. SH moves to the floor. He squirms between my legs, his face in a place where he can lick my balls as I fuck. It’s hot—but cramped. But it is driving SH into full rut mode. He beats his bigger than average cock relentlessly as I fuck and he licks. I pull out and shove my dick into SH’s mouth. He cleans every inch of me before I push back into the Bear. “I’m gonna shoot,” moans Shaggy Hair. I pull out and step to the side. The young man bounces up off the floor and pile drives his cock into the ass of the Bear, just in time to explode. Shaggy Hair just keeps on cumming. The Bear groans. Shaggy Hair pulls out and lets me clean his cock once again. It a huge, young man’s load—and that’s just what is clinging to his cock. I save some in my mouth and spit it back on the Bear’s hole. “Fuck that into him.” It’s the harness guy I saw in the basement, now standing by the side of the bed. I grin and slap my cock on the wet hole. The Bear moans, happy to get a load so soon in the evening. I fuck it into him. Damn, his hole is awash with sperm. It is almost over lubed. It makes a wonderfully squishy noise as I fuck. Harness Guy has his dick out. I fuck for a couple of minutes before I ask if he wants a turn. “I love to fuck in load,” he says before sinking into the Bear. “Fuck, he’s full!” I nod. I don’t want to waste the cum on my cock. Another onlooker is happy to clean it for me. Harness Guy slaps the ass of the Bear and fucks him harder. I wonder if the ass full of cum is about to get more. Harness Guy, stops and pulls out—his dick frothy with another man’s jizz. The man who cleaned me gets to lick up a new dripping cock, as I clean up the frothy mess on the Bear’s hole before fucking him again. His hole is just as wet as before. Harness Guy and I trade off on the Bear onto he finally asks for a break to get off his knees. I clean up his hole a last time before letting him up… Hour Two Harness Guy and I go into the master bedroom together. I am surprised to see my rimseat in use. Last time, I was the only guy to take advantage of it. Two beefy bears are enjoying themselves, on and under it, passing a bottle of poppers back and forth. On the big bed there are three men, ass up. Only one is being used by a top I recognize from the party in August. Harness Guy and I fuck into the two available butts. The three of us fuck the offered asses. Our fuck strokes, after a minute or so, coordinate. Our balls are slapping into our respective butts at the same time. The tops look at each other. No one nods, but we all seem to just know that we want to change holes. I pull out of a bearish guy and slip into a much thinner man. Harness Guy is in the first person of color I’ve seen tonight. The first fucker goes there, and Harness Guy into my bear. We sigh, as contented as the men we are fucking. Harness Guy is now railing into the bearish guy at an incredible pace. The sound fills the room. We switch again. Each to a new partner. The chocolate colored man on my dick squirms in delight. “Fuck, you’re big,” he croons. All of us fuck contentedly. I feel hands on my nipples, reaching from behind. It’s Zane. He tweaks my nips and licks my ear. “Room for one more?” The kid I’m fucking nods, eager to share. Zane kneels on the bed and my guy squirms off my dick, spins around and guides it into Zane’s furry butt. He watches me fuck for a moment, and then begins to kiss Zane as I fuck him. The tops rotate again. And again. This time we are using Zane as third ass. The Black kid kisses or sucks one of the other men getting fucked. And just as fast as it formed, the group melts away—leaving Zane and I alone on the bed. “Lie down,” he tells me. I do. I hope I know what is coming. “Here you go…” Zane sucks my cock for a moment. Then he crawls over me, his furry chest rubbing mine. “I know you want it…” and he sits on my face. “Eat me out. There’s at least one load in there… The seal of his ass cheeks is tight. I can’t breathe—and I don’t want to, I just want the cum dripping out of his ass to never stop… At least one more installment to come… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Hour by Hour 2--Fuck Party at Zane's (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) May 6, 2022. -
Sweet Asian bottom next door bro type visiting Orlando on 1/20 for Atlantis cruise 1/22-29, then back to Orlando 1/29-31. Any top daddies uncles and brothers wanna show me good points how FL men breeds neg man pussy?
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Loading Osvaldo at Cum-Union
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—March, 2022 In the months since the Halloween Party where I met and fucked Osvaldo repeatedly, there was not a week that went by where he did not send me a picture of his ass. Or dressed as a Pilgrim. Or as a holiday elf. Or with his new underwear… You get the idea. I did want to fuck him again, but I was in no hurry. Finally the right occasion and timing presented itself—the March CumUnion. I checked that he still wanted to play again. I reminded him that we should both play with others—and encourage others to join us. He was all about that. We set a time… I’m there just ahead of time. I park on the street and go in to get my locker. It’s crowded, but not packed. I keep my boots and add my slightly dirty jock. I snap my wristband in place, toss the towel over my shoulder and go exploring. I see one Latin man, that from the back, might be Osvaldo, but it’s not. I look in on the porn theatre, the sauna, the medical exam table, the glory hole area and the sling. Not much is happening yet, beyond some semi-furtive blow jobs. I sit in the porn area and stroke. When I figure it must be after the appointed hour, I go back to the locker area. And there he is—buried in his phone. His face lights up as he finally notices me. We hug. “Papi, I can’t wait for you to fuck me again.” I nod and we head upstairs to the play area. I choose the medical exam table as the sling is hung far too low for me (and padlocked in place.) Osvaldo willingly drops his towel and bends so his chest is resting on the table. This makes his full ass look even more inviting. I kneel and my tongue burrows in. “Yes! Eat me out, Papi,” he whispers, but his voice get’s louder as he continues “I want you to fuck me hard.” Osvaldo reaches behind him and pulls his cheeks apart. I spit and lick and prod him deeply with my tongue. I finally spit one last time and stand up. His arm grabs his phone and he films my cock slapping his ass cheeks before entering him. When I’m halfway in, he shuts off the phone (which could get us thrown out) and concentrates on the fuck. I fuck him hard, slapping his full ass. He groans each time I do. We get an audience. One man, graying at the temples, strokes to seeing me fuck a man half my age. He gets quite close to us, watching my cock slice into Osvaldo. “He has another hole,” I point out. Osvaldo reaches out and guides the bigger than average cock into his mouth. He looks damn good with two dicks in him. The guy in his mouth smiles at me and begins pumping his dick into Osvaldo. He stops fairly fast—he doesn’t want to cum. I pull out and go back to eating ass—now freshly fucked and juicy. Osvaldo whimpers. I hear his voice change, so I stand up. A kid his own age has his dick in Osvaldo’s mouth. I nod at him and slip my cock back into the wet ass. I reach across the boy servicing us and run my hand over the kid’s very hairy chest. Osvaldo clamps down on my cock, so I fuck him harder. The kid pulls out, too, before his blows. The night is young, after all. We go and try the sling. The unadjustable chains make me do very deep knee bends to get into him. It hurts. We go back to the exam table. This time I get him on his back—making sure his head hangs over the edge so he can be throat fucked, too. I start in his mouth with a “Taste your ass on my cock.” I slide into him as he shivers at the words. “Get me good and wet, I’m not using any other lube for your ass.” He does—leaving great gobs of his spit on my dick. I move around and sink into his butt. An African-American around my age comes over and asks if he may use my boy’s mouth. “Please,” I tell him. We fuck into our Latin sandwich in rhythm together. Three other men stroke to our fucking—but won’t come any closer to us. I offer the guy in Osvaldo’s mouth to take my place. He considers it, but declines. When the guy goes—so does our crowd. We switch his position back to his chest on the table. Osvaldo pulls his phone out again and aims it over his shoulder as I fuck him. (He sends them to me, and not one is good enough to be used here.) I take his phone, turn on the flash and take the picture. PIC We break. I tell him to have fun—as will I. He goes downstairs and I have no idea what he does other than get his phone in his locker. I sit in the easy chair by the sling and get head from two different men. The first is horrible at it—the second is wonderful. Osvaldo find me with the second guy. Without missing a beat, he worms under the cocksucker so he can suck my balls as the guy continues to blow me. When we break, I suggest going to the glory hole room. It is more private—and I’m hoping others will feel like fucking Osvaldo in a darker area. No one is there. I bend Osvaldo over a chair behind the wall and eat his wet, wet ass. My beard is covered in his juices. Could it be a load in him, too? I can’t tell—or care. I stand and fuck him. My hips smacking his ass draw two guys to stand next to us. One goes in his mouth—the other jerks. I fuck harder. I ask the guy in his mouth if he’d like his ass. He nods. I expect the guy to come to my side of Osvaldo, but instead the Osvaldo pivots and slips his hole right on the saliva slick dick he had been sucking. As soon the guy starts fucking, Osvaldo takes me into his mouth. “Ah, shit,” the guy fucking him mumbles. “Is it alright to shoot in him?” I say yes. And Osvaldo nods. “Well, good. I just did.” The guy pulls out. Osvaldo pivots again to clean his cock. When he leaves, the stroking guy is sucked by Osvaldo. “You want to fuck, too?” “Yeah…” Osvaldo pivots. The guy fucks and loads that hot butt. I love the new feel of his ass—incredibly creamy. Guys keep finding us. Most try his mouth. Not all fuck him—but enough. Two more cream his ass under my watchful eye. We break again. I go refill my water bottle while he stays there. When I get back I am pleasantly surprised to see that Osvaldo is fucking one of the men who loaded him. I had no idea the kid was versatile. * We fuck on the exam table again. It’s getting late--and we both really like the feel behind the glory hole wall. W go back. It’s crowded now. At least six men are there—all sucking or getting sucked. There is just room for me to bend Osvaldo to suck a jerker—and for me to fuck him. We become the focus. A man who was getting sucked shoots all over Osvaldo’s face. I give way to another man to seed him. I clean the man’s cock as he pulls out. Doing that is enough to flip my trigger. I slide into Osvaldo. “You want my cum?” He grunts an affirmative around the cock in his mouth. I pick up speed. The cum in his ass is being churned with that sort of sloshing sound I love. Everyone back there knows exactly what they are hearing. Another guy, nowhere near us feeds his load, noisily, to a cocksucker. I grunt three or four times and begin firing into him. Osvaldo braces himself and takes it. I slam into him one last time and collapse on his sweaty back… The original post, with a picture he sent me, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Loading Osvaldo at CumUnion (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 24, 2022
