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I am one satisfied sub. Last night I got to live out one of my hottest fantasies with a regular who has been craving my cunt again for months. A total anon sensory deprivation fuck and fist. This is a top who has fucked me countless times over the years but I've always been blindfolded or hooded and ass up on the bed so I have no idea of his age, ethnicity, or what he looks like, but he has a big dick (like 8" by the feel of it). As some background I've been training for Locktober so I've had my dick locked for nearly a week now, with a routine of poppers and hypno training, and heavy toy play and anal stretching every night, then sleeping in chastity, then stretching my cunt again in the morning, making sure I can take my widest toy before I start my day, keeping a plug in my hole for a few hours afterwards to stop it closing. Yesterday this guy said he really needed to unload after 5 days without cumming, so I told him my hole was his if he needed it even though it was super loose and sore from all the training. My condition was that he help me with a fantasy of mine, I wanted to be totally at his mercy and sensory deprived. So he would let himself in and I'd be ass up on the bed waiting, ballgag in my mouth, earbuds in blasting hypno slavetraining, blindfold over eyes, hood over face. At the side there would be a vat of fisting lube, toys of ascending size from human size dildos to huge cunt wreckers, poppers, and the key to my chastity cage. I had my strongest poppers in my hand and he was instructed to tap me on the shoulder when he wanted me to start hitting and tap me again when I was allowed to stop. This session was incredible and I'm still recovering. My hole feels so wrecked, sore, and satisfied. It went exactly how I wanted it to with my first indication that he was there in the room being his hands around my waist, then his tongue in my hole, searching for the load that some nearby twink had shot up there a bit earlier. Then it was just a free for all with me having to guess from the feeling what was being done to my hole. Sometimes it was just his big cock, then some exploratory fingers, then a big buttplug, then his cock alongside the buttplug (such a stretch!). I think he came at this point as I felt some additional warmth in my guts with any moans from him drowned out by the voices in my earbuds reminding me what an obedient and worthless f*ggot I was. Then the fisting started with me feeling the cold lube against my hole and the fingers working their way into me. He was really coy at first, hanging around on the fourth finger like it was gonna be too much so I starting backing up on his hand, indicating that I was okay with more. Then almost too easily his whole fist slid into me, I could feel it inside me and took so much pride in the fact it felt so good and wasn't a struggle, from then he just went to town, punching his fist into me and speeding up or slowing down depending on my muffled moans behind the ballgag, the sensation was so good. Then his hand pulled out and I kinda panicked that it was over, until I felt fingers from both hands reaching into me, pulling my hole open and him trying to get doubles. He didn't but it was so fucking close, I was totally huffed up on poppers by this point but it felt as though he had one fist and all but the knuckle of the other hand in. We must have stayed like this for a while as the stretch and feeling was incredible. After this he got back to some toys but I couldn't tell you which ones, I think he tried to jerk off a smallish dildo inside of me which was kinda hot. Then he moved onto depth training, his fist was back in me but I could feel it feeling around, searching for my second ring, getting its fingers in there and pushing through, it felt so good as he must have been elbow deep. This felt kinda weird though, like hot but awkward with no real sparks of pleasure, until he started pulling out slowly, his seemingly hairy arm brushing against my prostate and sending me into overdrive. I could feel the precum leaking out of my locked nub and making my jockstrap wet. He kept doing this depth training for a while and it was so good and so satisfying. After that he wanted a big finish though, so I felt him fumbling with my groin after pulling his fist out, checking my chastity cage and then unlocking it (which is a weird sensation when you can't see). He then proceeded to sit me upright on my knees slide his fist back into my now very stretched and accommodating ass, and then jerk me off as he was punching me. I honestly tried to resist as the pleasure was too intense but there was nothing I could do, I was shifting around trying to get free of his hands and he kept pounding my pussy and jerking my cock until I could feel the orgasm coming. I have no idea how much I must have shot but (and I don't know if he intended this to be cruel or just doesn't know enough) as soon as the orgasm was there and I could feel myself cumming, he let go and stopped, so it kinda felt like a ruined orgasm. He kept his fist in me for a while longer and then slowly pulled out and it was so painful because of how much my cunt had tightened round his wrist during orgasm. After that there was a quiet moment and the feeling of movement, then I felt three taps on my shoulder meaning he was done and leaving. I waited another minute or two and then took off my gear and collapsed in a very satisfied heap on the bed, the sheets were kinda soaked with a mix of lube and cum as it must have leaked out while getting fisted. It was so fucking incredible and all I want is to have that again. Maybe with more than one guy this time.
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A friend told me that he got a butt plug stuck in his arse and had to have surgically removed. Another guy had an XXL tunnel slide into him and again had it surgically removed. Anyone here experienced the same thing ? How did it happen and what must you look out for ? I love toys & plugs and getting fucked with a strap-on. Don’t want to stop but don’t want to get damaged either.
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Rudy's New Toys Get Us Off
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Jersey City—December, 2023 Once again, I traveled to New Jersey to see my brother and his partner for Christmas. Last year I drove, but this year I was back to flying. (Not an altogether happy choice, but I got there.) I had scheduled a play session on the next day, before Rudy, my JC fuck-bud, flew off to see his parents. I was excited. It had been a full year, after all. On the Thursday morning I got his text. He was headed to the gym. Would 3pm work? It did. I checked in again just before time. Was he ready for me to walk over? He was and in 10 minutes he buzzed me into his apartment building. I went up in the old elevator and rang his doorbell… We embrace. He looks great. His dirty blond hair is cut short. There is a large smile on his handsome face. He is a very young-looking 50+. The gym work shows on his trim body. We chat. I greet his cat and have a brief conversation with her, too. She loves visitors—unlike my brother’s cat who runs and hides. He gets me some water and we proceed to the bedroom as we catch up with each other. We strip down. I add my jock and get out the speculum which traveled with me—and is never used. I tie up my boots, sitting on the bed, which is covered with a black play sheet. The sling is over in the windowed alcove. We are high enough we can see out, but no one is likely to see us fucking in it. Rudy gets in the sling. I go to my knees. I eat his hole for a long time, still moist and steamy from his shower. He groans—and slaps his dick head with his fingers so it won’t harden. I finally stand up and enter him for the first time in a year. His hole is wet and he squeezes down on me in welcome. I do the pause while he hits the poppers—and I begin to plow. Long strokes. Nice and slow. Loving the hot wetness of his ass. With my cock still inside him, I grab his bottle of J-lube and coat my left hand. My cock come out and my fingers go in. Two, then three. Now four. And the thumb. I turn my hand just a fraction and Rudy gasps. I ease out of him and do it all again. Dick. Fist. Dick. Fist. Now my fist is in place and I pull slightly back, so my palm is half out of his hole. My cock head glides in, fucking through my fingers deep inside. Rudy groans. When I pull out this time, he asks for a break. We chat on the bed. Soon he is back in the sling. I am working a dildo, which has spiral ridges on it, up him. Smoothly. A little twist to help the insertion. Literally screwing it in place. Every inch of the large toy disappears. I switch to something that is molded like a dog’s phallus with a pronounced knot at the base. He takes the shaft easily. I have to work on getting the knot into him. But he does it. And earns another break. We sip our drinks and talk some more. Soon he is sitting on my face, my head smashed into the pillow and my tongue deep in his worked-out hole. I lick him out. He grinds down on me. I literally can’t breathe and I love it for as long as I can take it. I push him up and off my mouth as I gasp for air. Rudy gives me a moment, then sits on my mouth once again. I eat and jerk myself. He pulls off me. “Ride my cock,” I instruct. He mounts me and takes me balls deep into his hot hole. He goes into his own little world, babbling as he rides his Daddy’s cock. I love hearing the wet squish of our bodies beating together. “I want to suck you.” He grabs a piece of stainless steel from the bed side table. It is a Jennings mouth gag. It is similar to a spider gag. This is new to me. I have never had a guy use one before. He snaps it in place so his mouth stays open. PIC He gives me instant deep throating with it in place. It turns him into a suck machine. He takes me to the root again and again. Finally, he stops and removes it. “That was hot,” I tell him. He rummages in his wardrobe and comes back to the bed with another toy. A rosebud pump. PIC He has full ass lips after the work out. He wants me to see them more plumped up—and to taste them. He sticks the plexiglass rod in his ass and holds the cylinder around his ass hole. He begins to pump, manually. His ass lips grow. He releases the vacuum and lets me lick them. I take his plumped lips completely into my mouth, reveling in the sensation as they return to normal size. He does it again. The moment the cylinder is released I lick and spit and suck on his ass. And I know how I want to fuck next. I tell him to get on the edge of the bed on all fours. This time I pump his ass up, pumping until he tells me to stop. The cylinder comes off and my raging cock goes into him, not my tongue. I fuck him hard. Rudy groans. “On your back.” Ruby flips for me, ass right on the edge of the bed. He holds his legs, arms wrapped around his knees. I pump him up one more time. This time I grab a little pill bottle off the table. It has two loads from tricks saved and some of his own jizz. I stick my cock back between his swollen lips and pour the contents onto my shaft. I fuck it into him—telling him just what I’m doing. “Fuck me with all that cum,” he groans. It feels terrific. These guys were big shooters; my cock is still totally covered on every back stroke. I pull out and lick up the escaping jizz. I spit it right back into him. I fuck it deeper. The jizz fuck is going to take me go over the edge. A few more strokes and I am there; holding still as my balls empty into him. Mixing with the loads I fucked into him. I hold in place a long time. Letting every drop of cum drip into him. Only then do I pull out. I go down and felch the mixed loads. It’s a struggle not to swallow—but I want to feed them to him. I can feel Rudy jerking his cock. I stand up and lean over him. Our mouths meet and I let the loads drip out of my mouth and onto his tongue. He spasms. And gratefully swallows while it sounds like he is getting off. We lay on top of each other for a long moment. Luxuriating in what we’d just done. I towel down a little before I go wash in the adjoining bathroom. “Come here.” I come out and go over to the bed. He is lying so his head is right at the end. My balls fall into his mouth. He jerks himself until more cum runs out of his tight balls… The final post of 2023, with pictures of the equipment, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Rudy's New Toys Get Us Off December 31, 2023 -
GaryM Returns: Wanting It Harder
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—November, 2023 It was Black Friday. I have a long history of having good luck at the bookstore on Black Friday. Men seem to drop their wives off for shopping and arrive at the bookstore to drop a quick load. But not this year. GaryM was coming to the playroom for a third visit. He had asked to be used a little harder. I had a couple things in mind, but now set plans. He arrived right on time—telling me had had little traffic. After a brief pitstop, he headed downstairs. I have on the jock that I wore to the huge house party. As a fellow scent pig, I’m sure he’ll enjoy it… “Kneel.” I have tossed the mat I usually use for the rimseat on a part of the cool concrete floor that is not covered by the padded equipment mat. GaryM kneels obediently. I grind the jock pouch into his face. He breathes deeply and sighs. “Get it wet. Re-activate all those juices.” His tongue gets even busier. My cock swells. I finally can’t stand it; I need to be in his mouth. I pull the pouch back and my cock springs free. Eagerly, he guides it into his mouth. It feels great. Soon I am throat fucking him. Deep. Making him choke. Telling him to swallow that deep throat slime. I am so ready to fuck and I say so. GaryM gets up on the bench without really being directed to go there. I eat his ass for a long time. I also grab my leather paddle. I begin to warm his butt cheeks with it. The sound of leather on soft flesh fills the room—and makes me attack his pucker once again with my tongue. I cover my cock with coconut oil as I prod him open. I stand up. GaryM has a very strong hole. He pushes out to meet me. Each time I enter him there is a split second that feels like my cock is not going to win. But it always does. I sink into him, wait the briefest of moments and begin to fuck. I am at top speed faster than usual. I love the sound of my hips slapping onto his naked ass cheeks. I pull out and bring the wet cock to his mouth. He gives me ravenous ATM. I remove the wrist restraints from the sling chains. I buckle them in place. I go back and fuck him again. After he cleans my cock a second time, I add the ankle restraints. I don’t fasten him anywhere. Yet. I just want him to think about them. I fuck him once more. He cleans me up before I tell him that we are moving to the sling. He gets up and I surprise him by getting into it myself. “Rim my ass!” He goes to his knees. He starts licking my balls and trails down the perineum to my hole. I let him get into me. I hold my hard cock straight up and begin to piss. It showers the top of his head, his face and begins to sluice down my ass crack. GaryM is there—licking, cleaning, savoring all of my very clear piss. I take a hit of poppers and close my eyes. I just want that tongue licking me for as long as possible. I open them eventually to watch him in the mirror. I have a little more piss, so I let it go. It shoots up in the air, looking like a pervy fountain. He lets out the sexiest moan as he once again licks it off my hairy ass crack, cheeks and balls. We both love to rim and be rimmed. I could have spent longer in the sling enjoying it, but know I will get more later. I get up and flatten the fuck bench so it is now a padded table. I think GM knows what’s coming. I grab the spreader bar and tell him to lie on the table. He does. His legs instinctively go up in the air. I attach the bar between his ankles and push it down so he can hold it. It rolls his ass up. I want it slightly higher, so I push down on the bar, so it is closer to his chest. The angle is now perfect. My cock goes into his well-used ass. I fuck him hard. He is very verbal with this fuck. He loves it. I pause let his legs rest for a moment and then do it again. This time when I’m done, I unclip him from the bar. I move to the top of the table. GM has his head on the pillow attachment. I straddle his head and sit on his face. He likely can’t breathe, but his tongue works its magic on my asshole once again. I get off his face, leaving him panting for air. I discard the bar and grab the hoe-tie attachment. I clip his ankles to it first, then his arms. It is a similar feel, but now I just press on the attachment to roll his ass into place. He seems to love being secured so he can’t move. I fuck him again. Hard and fast. The legs on the fuck bench are low in this position. My long legs tire of the bend rather quickly—but it’s still a memorable fuck. Only now do I get GM into the sling. I fuck, his eyes riveted to the mirror above him. I eat his ass again after all this fucking. He is incredibly wet with our juices. I try a butt plug, but it is a shade too thick. I switch to the egg-headed toy that is my stand by. He loves it alone. He loves it even more when I add my cock along with it. I fuck with my cock on top of the toy and under it. On top feels better, so I do it again. I set up the rimseat and mat while he is still in the sling. I hope he’s wondering which side of things he’s going to be on. I help get him out and tell him to lie down. He does, taking a hit of poppers before I close the seat. I sit down and let his tongue work over my ass again as I sit and watch the piss porn on the television. I have to be careful not to leave him there indefinitely. Maybe he wouldn’t mind, but I want to fuck again. I choose the sling. The moment his feet are in the stirrups, I piss his ass crack. I lick it up, my cock raging. I fuck him again. I take a big slug of water. It’s the trigger to release what’s left in my bladder. I eat his hole, stand insert and begin a very slow fuck. I stop as I feel the plumbing in me change. I begin pissing deep in his hole. On and on. I couldn’t stop pissing if I wanted to. I give him every drop in my bladder. Now I begin to churn the piss, fucking him hard. Some is lost to the towel below as it sloshes out of his ass. Some runs down my thighs as I keep fucking into the lake of piss deep in his guts. And it does just what I want—it makes me ready to shoot. I pick up the pace. Not so much liquid come out now on the backstroke. I drive into GM—and suddenly I’m shooting. My balls empty into him. I grab the sling frame to steady myself. I marinate in him for a long time as my breathing returns to normal. I kneel. I lick the piss and cum leaking out of his ass crack. Leaning across him, I drool some into his mouth. He is stroking his raging hard on as I do it. I grab the egg-headed dildo and push it in. I fuck him with it as he jerks. In moments, he shoots. Everywhere. The size of his load is like someone in his 20’s. I begin to lick what I can off his balls as GaryM gasps for breath… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: GaryM Returns: Wanting It Harder December 7, 2023 Gary M wrote up how he felt during this play session. 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The Pissing of GaryM
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—September, 2023 It was a given that GaryM, after our first hot session, would return to the playroom. I think both of us were surprised that it happened quite so fast after the first. But we were both horned and eager to try more. We chatted a little by email about what direction we would like to take things. Many fetish ideas were discussed, but I couldn’t get out of my head how I really wanted to wet his hole with piss before a long rim session… GaryM arrives. The nervousness he felt last time is now under control. He is eager to get downstairs—and I am fine with that, as I have been tanking up for his arrival. He strips down and kneels on the hard concrete floor, the eagerness to get to get my cock in his mouth overriding the comfort of the padded floor just a few inches away. He inhales, his nose pressed against my jock pouch. I have gotten the very used jock out of its baggie, still smelling mostly of Keshawn. I hadn’t gotten it in the mail yet, so a wet session with GaryM will be a bonus for my Jockstrap Bud. GaryM sighs—and then groans as I tell him that the jock pouch had been pushed up Keshawn’s cummy ass. He tongues it, making it wet and even more fragrant. My cock is now poking out the side. I pull away slightly, and guide the head of my prick into his mouth. He takes me hungrily, tonguing my dripping piss slit. He stays there a long time before swallowing down most of shaft. He chokes slightly and pulls back before taking my entire length on the next try. I let him set his own pace with the cocksucking. He’s really good and I just close my eyes and let him go to town. I remember my full bladder. I have to concentrate, but I spurt out a splash of piss. GaryM’s groan of surprise (and lust) is music to my ears. He stops the deep throat action and licks my entire shaft to clean it up. “Get up on the bench.” He gets up and assumes the position. In the mirror to the side of the bench, he watches me kneel and begin to rim his hole. My tongue loves the fact that this ass lips are already slightly swollen. I suck on them for a long time before I stand up and piss on them. GaryM groans and I get back on my knees and clean up his dripping mancunt. I stand up and rub my cockhead on his hole. His ass is so ready for the invader. I push in. The head pops through his sphincter. I try to pause, but I feel drawn in. In seconds, the entire shaft of my cock is inside him. GaryM begins to squeeze, milking my cock, before I even begin the fuck. I start a slow, languid, in and out. GaryM moans softly. “Fuck me…” I build the tempo up. Faster than I mean to—I can’t help it. I am slamming into him. Over and over, breathing a little hard. And, abruptly, I pull out and piss all over his ass crack. The moment the stream lets up, I go to my knees and slurp it up. Noisily. I stand and rub my cock up and down the still wet crack. I take it to his mouth. He groans again and begins tasting his juices and my piss smeared all over my cock. “Get my balls too, they’re covered.” He happily obliges before I go back and fuck him again and again… * We move to the sling. But I’m in it, not him. I really want him to rim me every bit as much as I know he wants to do it. I keep my legs up on the chains and watch him kneel, loving the hunger in his eyes. He starts slowly, with light licks on my balls, and then trails down to my hole. He burrows in—and I uncap the poppers I use only for moments like this. His tongue suddenly feels like it is everywhere. I am floating above the sling and letting him do what he seemingly loves best— to bury his tongue in man’s ass. I have encouraged him to piss on my crack, but that doesn’t happen this time. But neither of us care, he drills into me one moment, before going back to the gentlest tonguing of me. “Let me taste my ass on your tongue.” He obediently stands up, leans across me and lets me savor my own flavor in a long, sloppy kiss. He kneels again and burrows into me. I stop stroking and concentrate on trying to piss. And I can—spurting up in the air like a fountain before it rains down on my cock and balls and sluices down my hairy ass crack to GaryM’s eager tongue. He collects it all, swallowing it down. Does he bring some of my piss to my mouth? Perhaps. I am so lost in the moment (and the poppers) I cannot recall… * Eventually we change places. I give him a long ‘thank you’ rimming before a lot of fucking. I try to keep it slow, but my hips take over. I end up giving him a fast and furious fuck. But our minds are on our tongues and the other’s ass. I pull out the rimseat. He goes under it first. I sit and let the seat open my hole a little more for him. He licks and spits and drills into me, doing all the things I have done to countless men. I stand up. He is surprised, I think. I hadn’t sat there for very long at all. I grab the extra mug I have brought down for water. I piss in it. I lean into the sling and pour it down my ass crack. I bring the dripping ass to his mouth. GaryM pigs out. He can’t get enough. His tongue is everywhere, catching every drop of piss he can find. We reverse. He sits on my face. I can now get even deeper into his well-fucked hole. His juices make my cock as hard as it’s ever been. I am constantly jerking and working my precum over my shaft. GaryM suggests he ride me for a moment. He gets up and settles down on my cock. It’s slightly awkward, but the reward of his freshly fucked ass on my tongue is worth it. I savor all the ass slime dripping out of him. We take a break. But my cock wants more ass. We go to the sling. The moment I get his feet in the stirrups, I slip into his hole. I fuck him hard. I fuck him slow. And, just as I am about to speed up again, I realize that I can piss. I slow down. I stop. My cock head swells… “Can you feel it?” He can’t for a moment—and then the unmistakable warmth fills his ass channel. “Fuck…” he croons. I am giving him my entire bladder. I always try to do just spurts when I’m in the playroom, as keeping some in reserve lets me piss more often in the scene. But not now. I just empty myself into him. All of it. His ass, hot before, is now even hotter. I begin fucking, churning my piss deep in his guts. “You want to feed it to me?” Of course he does. We go back to the rimseat. I lie down and he sits on my face. My tongue pokes into him. I get the tiniest dribble. I keep doing it, knowing that the deluge will come with a little more prodding. But no. GaryM is not giving it back to me. But the idea of getting an avalanche of piss in my mouth any moment is making my cock work overtime. I know I need to breed. I tap him on his thighs and tell him to stand. We get him into the sling. I actually rim a little more, as I stroke my cock. I am so damn close to shooting. I stand up and slide into his ass. I can feel the piss he is retaining and fuck into it. And I am there. I fire round after round into his ass. My cum mixing in with my piss… * I am told that he got home (2+ hours of driving) without leaking a drop. He couldn’t wait to masturbate as his cock had not cooperated at my house. His climax came fast which caused him to unleash all the hidden juices in his ass… I am proud to say that he told me he tasted the heady mix of piss, ass jizz and cum…and loved it! The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: The Pissing of GaryM (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 10, 2023 ********* And there's more....My next post: How Do You Forget a Devil's Dick? Sitting in My Out of State Motel Room—October, 2023 About three hours after I sat down and rather quickly wrote up the last post, I literally dropped the pen I was using at this new work gig. I realized I had not mentioned one of the highlights of the play with GaryM. I was more than a little dumbfounded that I could forget it. I make a lot of notes after bookstore or group play: types of men, what I did, the usual where, what and who. I don’t take as many notes after a playroom session. It is more controlled. There is usually just one person. I may make a note of what toys came out or that I have a picture or six on my phone. With GaryM, I was so sated (and tired in the best possible way!!) after our wet session, I made no notes at all. After all, I am now recording things that happened just three weeks ago—why would I need any aides in remembering? I guess it doesn’t matter why I forgot, but it does, perhaps matter what it was that I forgot. During the sling fuck, I excused myself and went upstairs to the freezer. I brought down the devil’s dick I had been working on over the last two weeks. (And mentioned in a couple of posts.) I slipped the condom with about seven frozen loads out of the shot glass. GaryM was eager for that very cold nugget of cum to be in his ass—and perhaps slightly apprehensive. I will let him describe it—from an email of his, wondering why I hadn’t included it: “Once again you most definitely caught the essence of our playdate. I hope your readers understand how the addition of piss to the play can really bring out the animal in each of us as it did for me. Another level of intensity. But I couldn't believe you neglected to mention the devil's dick. Was there a reason or did it just slip your mind? I just know when you shoved that ice cold cum into that furnace I call my hole, it was mind blowing. How quickly it melted and how very different your cock felt as you fucked me in that silky cum. That and the total mind fuck of knowing it was several loads of cum. Then you added your piss and I truly lost my mind in all the sensations. My only regret was that I couldn't feed it all back to you under that rim seat. When that floodgate finally opened later that day and I saw all that cum, piss and ass slime I only wish we could have shared it. You would have loved it.” And it really was great to fuck in my melting cum. It’s fantastic to fuck in anyone’s cum you may find in hot hole, but to feel the drip of the melting semen, returning to its viscid state, is mind blowing. And this one still tasted like cum—no freezer burn! I shared it off my dick for GaryM to lap up—and of course I sampled some as I rimmed him. I added the piss up his ass deliberately to make sure that I would be drinking it as he sat on the rimseat, but his ass was not about to let the heady mixture go. I actually am rather happy he took it all home and had fun with it when he finally was able to get himself off. I apologize to my readers and GaryM—I wish that it had been written up in its proper place. Maybe I will edit it into the post…or maybe I will leave it as it stands to remind me to take more notes… The post is here, with pictures: From My Side of the Sling: How Do You Forget a Devil's Dick? (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 12, 2023 -
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 -
So last night I met a guy on recon and short profile but good what he likes but mentioned anal massage. I replied to him and he lived no far from me . We chatted a little and I sent some body pics. He asked if I would like a full body massage and I said yes. I arrived and he was in good shape white mid 50. He brought me to his bedroom and said strip and lay facedown head at the end. I did and he got into shorts grabbed a bag and climbed on the bed. I felt some lotion on me and rubbed hard and deep. I was feeling great and relaxed. As he got to my ass he rubbed a bit harder and more lotion or something on my ass and hole and rubbed more. I could hear him making growing moans. Rubbed my ass and hole for some time and reaching for my balls and cock and pulled them out and massaged my cock. I felt him move around and I felt something wrap around my ankle then the other. He moaned and said this will help keep your leggs in position. Then the straps pulled tight and my leggs were spreading wide. Then he laid on me reaching for something and pulled a strap and put it on my wrist and then the other. He said relax as he tighten them so my arms now were wide to the corners of the bed. He went back and was moaning as he rubbed my hole and ass fir sometime. I was so hot and feeling good. He bent over me a stuck a ball gage in my mouth I tried to move but he got it in fast and tight. Now back rubbing my back ass and leggs. I feel him putting lube on my hole and something going in. Hebwas breathing heavy as it was going in and out. This was going on for some time. And yes felt great. He pushed something big in I almost screamed as it popped in. He got off the bed and shoved pillows under my hips and now my ass was up. He walked around to my face pulled the gag off and stuck his cock in my face.. oh boy did I suck it till it got so hard.. he pulled my head away and got on the bed and pulled out the toy. He was moaning a bit had to be stroking by the way the movement was and he said I'm fucking you.. He slipped his cock in and started to pump away. He slapped my ass a few times as he was pumping. This lasted for some time and felt great. Then he moaned loud and exploded. He laid on me for a bit and got off. He walked away and left me laying there. He came back after a few minutes and was stroking and starring at me. I saw he was getting hard again and climbed on the bed and fucked me again but for a long time. He exploded again and pulled out. He walked to my head and said clean my cock so I did. He unstraped me and said this is our 1st meet. Next time I have a sling and more toys to use.. I said I'll be back
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Chapter 1 – I Learn My Place Doug and I have been playing together for several years. We started out with flip fucking when we’d get together but have added a few more things to the repertoire now. These days, we start out by getting spun and then get into some serious ass play. We both love having our asses worked over and enjoy working on each other’s holes too. We’ve talked about and lived out lots of our fantasies. Doug got a sling a few years ago, which is an integral part of our play. Fisting came about at my suggestion one time. We’ve engaged in bondage play, group scenes, role play, and lots more. While his hand was in my ass the last time that we played, Doug asked me what I thought about being his slave for the day. Basically, I would have to submit to whatever requests he made of me without complaint. We talked it through and came up with a few ground rules. I don’t slam, but Doug does, and I told him I didn’t want to be forced to do a slam. Also, no women, blood, shit, or extreme pain. He agreed to those terms, and we set aside a weekend for this. Doug wanted me in an orange jockstrap, a black leather harness, and a collar. I already had the jockstrap but needed to buy the other items. He told me that he would provide everything else except for the T. As his slave, I was supposed to provide that for him, so I talked to my dealer and arranged for a pickup the day before. I also bought a new bubbler pipe for us, since a good slave always provides his master with excellent service. And, a good slave always verifies the quality of any product provided to his master, so I had little choice but to sample the goods prior to the day. At last, the day arrived. Per Doug’s instructions, I shaved my balls and shaft but left the rest of my hair in place. Both of us are hairy, with Doug having a thicker pelt than me. He’s of Mediterranean descent, so his swarthy skin is covered in a dense forest of fur. It is especially thick between his pecs, around his cock, and around his hole. I’m from Eastern European stock, so my hair is finer, and my skin is fair. I have a hairy chest and ass, with a nice cluster around my hole. As for the rest of the details, we’re both in our 50s and in relatively good shape. Doug is more defined than me due to his more regular workouts, but we both love to eat and drink, and it shows. He has a thick 7” cock, while mine is equally thick and just a little bit longer. We’ve joked that fucking each other is almost like fucking yourself since our cocks are so similar. And we both love dildos, fisting, and other types of assplay. That Saturday, I got ready at home, doing a good cleanout and shower. Then, I put the orange jockstrap and the black leather harness under my clothes. My place is not too private, so I needed to be reasonably attired to get to my car, but Doug’s place is secluded enough that we often play outdoors. The sling in his playroom is also a good draw! I drove over to his house with plans to arrive at 8 in the morning. This way, we could play all day and even go into another day if we wanted. I got to his place a little early, so I pulled off the road and stripped down to my jock and harness. I put the collar in place and switched my shoes for a pair of flip-flops in case we went outside. Once it was 8:00, I walked up to his door. The slave always has access to his master’s house, so I walked right in. Doug heard me and yelled, “Kitchen,” so I went there. He looked awesome. He was wearing a red jockstrap that framed his hairy ass perfectly. Those mounds and the sweet hole between them really turned me on. He also had on a matching red harness that disappeared into the pouch of his strap. I assumed he had a cock ring on that was attached to the harness. “Lick my ass,” Doug commanded. He leaned forward onto the counter, and I dove into his hairy hole. I fucking love to eat ass, so this was not a difficult task to perform. While I was eating his hole, he was drinking coffee and looking over some apps on his phone. I was crouched down on the floor, spreading my ass open while licking, sucking, prodding, and tongue fucking his hole. He has a wonderfully hairy ass that always retains a musky and exciting smell. I loved my service to him and reached back to play with my hole. “My hole, not yours,” Doug bellowed when he noticed what I was doing. I pulled my hands away and used them to spread his ass wider for my tongue. When he was done getting his ass eaten, he turned around and mashed my face into the pouch of his jock. This was a well-worn item and had been through a lot of sexy times. It had a heady aroma of cum, sweat, and piss on it, and I eagerly mouthed his cock through the fabric. I could feel the metal cock ring that surrounded his dick, and it turned me on even more. He quickly grew hard but pulled me away, saying that he didn’t want to cum yet. I literally had all day, so I was willing to wait. Next, Doug told me to vacuum under all the furniture in his living room. I needed to bend over to do this, and I figured that he wanted me to show off my ass while I did this chore. I’m always up for showing off my ass and wanted to keep him pleased, so I was happy to comply. While I was vacuuming, Doug came over and spread my cheeks open to display my hole. “Nice hairy hole, slave,” he said to me. I made my hole pulse when he said this so he would know I appreciated the compliment. When I finished this task, he told me to take the vacuum into the playroom and tidy it up. I went in and was pleased to see that the place was in pretty good shape. I rolled a cart over near the bottom of the sling and placed various lubes and some poppers on it. In my own anal way, I laid out the dildos on the tray sorted by size. We could (and likely would) work up to the largest ones as the day progressed. Then, I put a small table next to the side of the sling with some more poppers on it. I ensured that the camera was aimed properly at the sling, that the full-length mirror reflected the right stuff, and placed some absorbent pads on the floor. I placed a stool at the foot of the sling. Then, I wiped down the sling and noticed a St Andrews cross that hadn’t been there before. I made certain that it was clean and ready, too. I packed the bubbler with product and placed the baggie and torch nearby for use. As a final task, I plumped the pillows on the bed and vacuumed the floor. The playroom looked very ready for use. “Your room is ready, master,” I said when I returned to the living room. Doug was sitting in his recliner with one hand down the front of his jock while working his phone with his other hand. “I’ll be the judge of that,” he replied as he got up. I meekly followed him into the room, enjoying the sight of his hairy ass as he walked down the hall. He walked in and began his inspection. He nodded in approval at my organization on the rolling cart, noted the cleanliness of the equipment, and smiled when he saw that the bed had been dressed nicely. There was a play sheet under the cotton sheet to catch any fluids that might leak out. Nodding his approval, he walked over to the sling. His back was to the sling, and he told me to help him get into position. Hugging him tightly, I lowered him into the sling. Then, I took one of his feet, licked it a few times, and situated it in the stirrup. With his next foot, I sucked in his big toe before putting it in the stirrup. This seemed to excite him since we had never done any footplay before. I helped him get the pillow properly placed for his comfort and then asked if he needed anything more. “Not now, slave. Eat my ass.” Eager to obey and please, I sat on the stool and leaned forward to get my face into his ass crack. He has an awesome ass, with a good coating of hair everywhere that gets denser as it approaches his hole. I love seeing the hair get all matted down with lube and spit as we play. It’s really awesome to see the hairs gliding through lube on a toy or an arm, too. He pushed his ass out, displaying his inner walls to me. I bent forward and wrapped my lips around his hole, and sucked his hole. When I’m rimming, it’s like I’m making out with the guy’s hole. I lick it, swirl my tongue in the areas around it, suck it, probe it with my tongue, and more. Doug likes when I eat his ass, and he seemed ready to settle in for a long session. As I was eating his ass, he placed his hand on my head and pulled me up. “I am not spun,” he growled. I hastened over to the pipe and torch and brought them to him. I held the torch to the product and watched as it melted and smoke began to fill the bowl. When it was ready, I placed the bubbler at his lips, keeping the torch lit and moving so he could have as much as he wanted. He inhaled, held it for a bit, and then blew out a huge cloud. “Again,” he said, so I prepared another hit for him. We did this several times until he said, “Why are you wasting the smoke, slave? Inhale my smoke for your pleasure.” So, we shotgunned the next several hits. He had to be seriously spun since I was flying from just the leftovers. He told me to take two deep hits, which I gladly did. I returned the pipe and torch to their original location, making sure to bend at the waist as I put them down so that he could get a good look at my ass. He smiled at me as I walked back and took a seat on the stool. “Poppers,” he demanded. I picked up the bottle, uncapped it, and held his nostril as he did several deep hits. When I capped them, I kept them in my hand so that I could start rimming his ass again immediately. He was writhing in pleasure, calling me his sex slave and encouraging me with positive words. When I looked up from my rimming, I saw that Doug had pushed aside the pouch on his jockstrap, and his cock was hanging out. “May I, master,” I queried, eyeing his ringed cock. He nodded, so I put his cock into my mouth. He immediately let a gush of precum flow out, which I happily swallowed. He tends to precum a lot, and I love tasting his juices. I sucked on his dick, then he pushed me down to his balls. He has massive balls, and I can only fit one in my mouth at a time. I slavered over them, rolling them around in my mouth and occasionally going up to lick his cockhead. He rewarded me with several spurts of precum before pushing my head back down to his hole. I ate his hole adoringly. The taste and texture of his hole is wonderful, and it looks amazing when it’s opened up for a rimming. The hair around his hole holds some great aromas, and I inhaled deeply and appreciatively. I could have stayed there longer, but he tapped me on the head. When I looked up, he said, “Get me out of this,” indicating the sling. I grabbed both of his arms and helped him stand up. When he was upright, I directed my gaze downward (OK, so I was looking at his cock!) and said, “Thank you, master.” He nodded and directed me to the bed. I crawled onto the bed on all fours, letting Doug see my asshole in all its glory. He grinned approvingly but said that he wanted to smoke some more. I needed to fill the bowl again and kept my ass facing him as I did so. When it was ready, I melted some crystals into a nice fog and helped him to take a hit. He nodded at me, which I interpreted as the OK to do my own inhalation. I did, and he said, “Hold it until I tell you to let it go.” I held it for a long time, and then he allowed me to exhale. He had me do four more hits this way, holding the smoke in for a long time. He took a few more hits and handed me the bubbler and torch. I put them on the table, and Doug told me to get in the sling. He left the room while I was getting myself situated in the sling. Luckily, I’m fairly adept at getting my feet in the stirrups and my ass into the proper position. Once he knew I was settled, he returned to the room. He turned on the camera and made sure that it was providing a good, well lit view of my ass. He made a few slight adjustments and then sat down on the stool. “Are you a good slave?” “Yes, master.” And he slapped my ass. “Are you a good slave?” “Yes, master.” And he slapped my ass. “Are you a good slave?” This time, I said, “That is for my master to determine.” No slap this time. And he replied, “Damn right it is!” He had been lubing his hands while asking me this. Now, he put his fingers at my hole and said, “Your master is pleased,” before shoving three fingers into my ass. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, and he asked if everything was OK. “Yes, master.” “Good, because this is just the start,” he snarled. My ass understood the intent of that statement and pulsed in response. While he was talking, he was moving his fingers around inside me. Doug knows that my ass opens readily, and the T that we’d just smoked would make it even more open. We’ve played sober and spun, but I definitely prefer spun! “Your master controls your body.” “Yes, master,” I said as I felt another finger enter my ass. “I decide what happens to your body.” “Yes, master.” This time, he started to push his whole hand into my ass. I instinctively pushed out a little, letting him have easy access to my hole. His hand slid in up to his wrist.
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Okay so it's not your typical "Last Load" story here but it may well have been one of my favourite and most satisfying hookups to date. I'd been locked in chastity for a few days and horny as hell needing to get fucked and used, I was travelling between cities and decided to message this hot as hell guy on Grindr because his profile had chastity and toys listed on them. We got talking and while we're both bottoms and both cock caged currently he was really up for pegging me and opening me up with some of my big toys. Honestly it was fucking amazing, he was even more beautiful in person and seeing his little locked nub between his legs turned me on even more so I was straining in my cage. We started with eating each other out, getting our tongues as deep as we could, making sure my ass was ready for what was coming. Then we got him into a strap-on harness, making sure his little caged nub was poking out from underneath before he got to work on my hole. We started with a smallish toy in the harness, having him lube up his hands, the toy, and my ass with xlube before thrusting it in. He did me doggy style and then missionary, letting me look up at that handsome face and spitting in my mouth as he pounded that toy into me again and again, my hole not having time to close before being filled again. After that we switched it up to a much bigger horse cock toy. It's like 11" big and he started fucking me with that, I just lay back and took it all and he loved hearing me whimper as he fucked me as hard as he could. In fact when he eventually pulled it out for a breather, his nub started twitching as he came from being turned on so much, I jumped down to catch it in my mouth and swallow his little sissy load, licking around the cage to make sure I had all of it. Honestly it was incredible and one of my favourite last loads I've had. After that we switched from toys to fisting and we were both shocked at just how easily he could slide his hands up inside my hole, nearly getting to double by getting a fist and the knuckle from the other hands in there. The pleasure was insane. Having him feel around inside me and getting a mischievous little grin whenever he found a spot that would make me moan, I didn't manage to cum in my cage sadly but I did feel some of the best sensations of my life. There was something so hot about us meeting up, having an insanely hot session, and both of us staying caged throughout and after the other had left, me just going to sleep locked in my cage without getting to cum. Like a good chastity sub should. I'm hoping we can meet up again sometime and repeat the experience, see if I can open him up a bit next time 😈
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Stretching Jamie's Hole
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—August, 2023 Jamie, the man who had found my blog and then reached out, calling me ‘The Hemmingway of Filth,’ was finally wanting to come back to the playroom. He wanted to be used hard. I knew he desired toys and hand, not just my cock. We agreed on a date, in the first full week of August… Jamie is horned. He is totally naked by the time I get down to the playroom. There is no oral sex today for me. He is up on the fuckbench. Waiting. He is a man slightly younger than myself, and rather beefy and hairy. It is a pleasure to go to my knees and begin rimming his hole. He moans, telling me he can’t wait for my cock inside him. This makes me rim him even longer—I want him panting for it. And he is. Telling me to stick it in him and fuck him hard. I stand up and do just that. I sink all the way into his hot ass in one stroke. I hold for the shortest time before I begin fucking. Hard and long. Making him moan and grunt with each thrust. I slow the fuck and finally pull out. “Let me taste it!” he groans. I walk to the front of the bench and feed him my wet cock. He moans again, loving the taste of his ass on my cock. “Get it good and wet. I’m going back in with no more lube.” He groans and spits on my dick. I move behind him—and slide in. His spit feels great and his ass is already making lube to protect itself from my hard assault. I fuck and slap his upturned butt cheeks. I pull out. I taste his hole again before I take my wet cock back to his mouth. He cleans me up just as hungrily. I grab the egg headed dildo. I grease it up and insert it easily in Jamie’s hungry hole. He knows I am going to add my dick along with it—and I don’t disappoint him. I am under the toy first, feeling the ribbed shaft on the top of my cock with every stroke. Now I reverse, I push the toy down and slide into him with the ribs below my cock. Finally, I stop fuckin and have him clean my cock one more time. We move to the sling. I rim him again. And fuck him. I grease up the ass grommet that slips over my erection—supersizing the girth of my dick. He takes it easily, actually begging for more. I pull out, telling him to look up in the mirror above the sling so he can see the toy hugging my erection. I fuck him again, once more with it on and then without. I kneel and grab the biggest of the black plugs. Jamie loves the girth I am slowly working into him. The toy does just what I want—to stretch him out—ready for my hand. I have to wear a glove on my left hand, as I had cut myself in the kitchen a couple of days before. I really prefer my hands to be bare, but the one is latexed today. I use my bare hand to slowly crawl into him ever deeper. My middle finger toys with his second hole. He tells me again how much he loves this. I do some regular fist stretching—and then explore his depths again. “I need a minute—you’re wearing me out.” I help him out of the sling and toss a towel on the bed, so he can lay down. We watch the porn on the big screen television. The Dick Wadd men are opening holes with fists, just like I’ve been doing. “I think I can take some more—but I’d like to be back on the bench.” I nod and he scrambles up and gets in position. I think about eating his hole—but there is now serious lube up there now. I settle for a brief fuck, before I settle down and do more fisting. One hand in—and then the other. I use the big pink ‘realistic’ dildo on him. He likes the weight of it. And the stretch. I stretch his willing hole, giving him the whole shaft until the molded balls are pressing against his ass. Then go back to my hands…first one, then the other. “I think I am done,” he pants. “You destroyed my hole in the best way.” “Can you still take my dick?” Jamie grins. “I hope so! Shoot your load!” I stand up. I slide in. I have to concentrate, but I am ready to shoot pretty fast. “Take it,” I grunt out. “Take my cum in your ass…” Jamie moans—and holds still as I shoot deep inside his plundered hole… * Jamie’s first visit is entitled "Giving His Ass to ‘The Hemmingway of Filth’" The original of this post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Stretching Jamie's Hole (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) August 31, 2023 -
I slowly opened my eyes…it was early on Saturday morning. I was laying buck naked on my queen size bed, with a raging hard on and feeling horny as hell. I remember I had been dreaming about trying my first group sex fun as a total hungry and slutty bottom, and in my dream, I had been given my first ever slam of meth. Sure, I had read about it…hell…I had even watched a lot of videos showing guys being slammed then getting really horny. Sadly, so many of the videos seemed to stop as the guy was rushing and did not continue to show what happened next. I am sure that the ensuing fun would have been nothing short of wild. That is why I really liked reading the PnP stories online. Sure, I love the graphics of porn, but also when reading something my imagination lets me get very graphic and imaginative. I guess that’s why when I read stories by author ‘Ben Dover’, I was completely hooked! I also LOVE reading the stories on NKP and find that site a major turn-on! So, this particular morning, I got up and sat in front of my computer, stroking my hard-on and seeing precum glistening at the end of my mushroom type head on my 9x6 cut cock and opened up NKP. I was desperately hoping to find a hook-up to experience the same kind of fucking and play that I had read on that Amazon story. When I opened NKP there were a lot of guys online, and one immediately caught my eye. He described himself as an ‘angry top’ but said he was not so much angry, just more into totally owning a hot bottom hole and spending many hours exploring, rimming and fucking a hungry hole. I had my ‘role/position’ listed as just that…’hungry hole’. Well, that would be a great match, me craving and desiring…no full-on lusting after a guy who would basically worship my hole the way I want to also take care of his needs! His profile said he was into rimming, fucking, toys, fisting, slamming and pretty much anything goes. The part which really made me hard after reading all that, was his comment that aid he loves to train newbies! As I was reading all this, I got so horny that I involuntarily blew my load…a huge load, stream after stream of white-hot sticky cum, making a hell of a mess. I grabbed a towel and cleaned up as much as I could, left his profile open and headed for the shower. As I was washing myself all over, I also douched and stayed semi hard as all I could think about was the guy on NKP and how hard and horny his profile made me feel. I got out of the shower and dried off in front of the mirror. I am not too shabby. I am about to turn 40, I would probably be described as an ‘otter’ as I have chest and leg hair, and a little hair covering my butt. I keep my nut sac cleanshaven as it heightens pleasure, and I have reasonable abs and would be classed as toned. I am 173cm tall, so about 5’8” and weigh in at around 75kg, so about 165lbs. I have light brown/blondish hair and blue eyes, and olive skin with a little tan. As I dry off my mind drift back to the open NKP profile on my computer and my cock begins to once again get hard. I fully dry off and head to the kitchen, grab myself a hot coffee and head back to my computer…my cock standing to attention the entire time. When I sit at my desk I swallow as I see new mail, and it is from the hot guy I have been looking at! I opened the message, and it said hey Mr, how is your morning? Being a little coy, but not overly shy, I responded with hi, I am horny as hell…how are you? And within a minute there was a reply, yes, same! Are you interested in playing today at all? I gulped. I took a little time to process his reply and had a few mouthfuls of my coffee to take time to collect my thoughts as to how I would respond. I replied back, I am very keen, and I love what your profile says you are into but am a complete novice when it comes to most of ‘what you like’ to do. I really like the way you say you like to train newbies. I have not partied, nor been fisted etc but it does intrigue me. And to be honest it really turns me on. He replied pretty well straight away and asked me if I know what it meant to be slammed. I quickly gulped another mouthful of coffee and replied yes, I knew and am nervously keen to try it. He then replied that when you slam, it makes you really horny for many hours, and you may even want another one. He then asked me if I was free all day and through to tomorrow night, as he would love to be my first and to train me in what it I like to be slammed and then have my hole worked over. He then mentioned he has a sling, and also a large assortment of toys. I went to take another gulp of coffee, but it was all gone. I read his reply again and said to him that I was all washed out and ready to play, and that his reply made me feel so horny. I told him I was actually free till Tuesday, as I had a long weekend off work. Whereabouts was he? He replied with his address and said I could come right over, and he would take things slow and if there was anything I wasn’t happy about to just tell him. Something about his manner put me at ease somewhat, and my cock was rock hard and once again oozing precum. He lived only about 15 minutes away, so I replied and said that I could be there in 15 minutes if that was ok. I immediately got a reply, for sure, see you soon…just park in the driveway. I quickly replied ok I am on my way, then I shut down my computer, threw on some board shorts and a singlet, grabbed my phone and keys and headed out the door. I was definitely nervous about what was about to happen, but that was reduced by my throbbing cock trying to bust out of my shorts! I had noticed that his profile said he was undetectable, as was I so I had no issues with playing bareback. In fact it is the only way I play. Before I knew it I was at his house, a nice place set back slightly from the road with a couple of trees out the front and nice manicured gardens. I did as he suggested and parked in the driveway. I got out of the car and repositioned my till hard cock in my shorts, trying hard to conceal my excitement. I locked the car and walked up to the front door, which was slightly ajar. I knocked and called out hello and heard him answer saying come on in and close the door behind you. I did so, and as I turned around, I saw him come around the corner, totally naked with a beautiful thick long hard cock, and he was wearing a black leather harness. He was every bit as hot in person as his profile pic. Hi I am Colton….I said hey man I am Jonas. Wow you are hot! And he said I think you are too, but would be a lot hotter naked! I took his cue and immediately stripped off, releasing my throbbing cock from the constraints of my shorts. He whistled….nice! Grab your things and follow me. I did so and walked around the corner and into his playroom. He showed me where to put my clothes then said before we do anything I HAVE to taste your hole…he told me to bend over and spread my cheeks and instantly his tongue was exploring my clean, pink pucker. I already sensed then that this was going to be a great time! After a couple of minutes he said you need to get in the sling, but first just suck me for a few minutes. I dropped to my knees and took his hard cock in my mouth, savouring the clean taste, and how warm his throbbing cock was as I then took him all the way down my throat. As I was sucking him, he said shortly we will get you into the sling, then I will prep you for your first slam. We need to slam straight away as it will make us super horny and piggy for many hours. I nodded as I continued to suck him balls deep. After a couple of minutes, and me tasting his salty and delicious precum, he slowly pushed my off his swollen cock and told me to get into the sling. I walked over to it, and he held it as I lay back in it. I looked up and saw there was a full-length mirror above the sling, so I could literally watch myself being used! He helped me put my ankles in the stirrup, which made my legs spread wide and up and back, and he said to slightly lift myself and slide my ass just off the edge of the sling so he could have full access to my hole. All of this made the precum ooze from my hard engorged throbbing cock and drip down in a long thread. He did not miss a trick and engulfed my cock with his hot wet mouth, slurping off all the precum. I nearly came right there and then! He then stood up and walked around to my right arm. He said I am going to put this band on your arm then look for a vein. He did so and found one straight away and swabbed it with an alcohol swab. Next, I will insert the needle then draw the plunger back to make sure I am in your vein, it should flash red. Once that happens, I will remove the band and press the contents into your vein, and then remove the needle and give you a tissue to press against the site. Then hold your arm up, this reduces bruising. As he proceeded to do all as he discussed, inserting the needle and getting the flash etc, he said that right about when I lift my arm, it should hit and I may feel I need to cough, and it may feel hard to breathe, try to not fight it but try and relax and breathe through it and then I will feel amazing. As he finished telling me that I was raising my arm up with the tissue as he had instructed. I still didn’t feel anything. All of a sudden, I got like a chemical type taste in the back of my throat which made cough, and then I felt tightness of breath and focused on what Colton had said, and relaxed my breathing. I felt a warmth hit me, and waves of intense pleasure course through my entire body. My cock felt incredible, and I looked down and was amazed to see that it had shrunk, just like I had read about, and yet cum was spurting from my soft cock. I was vaguely aware of Colton coughing, as he too slammed straight away. The next thing I felt was lube being smeared on my hole and Colton’s hard thick cock pressing into me. This only heightened the waves and ripples of pleasure and more cum spurted and oozed out of my soft cock as he fucked me balls deep. I was taking all of him straight away, and the way he was grunting I could tell that he too was going to cum and must be feeling as amazing as I was! He moaned and blew stream after stream of cum in my guts, and I was moaning and poking out my tongue, eyes wide and riding these ripples of intense bliss taking over my body. He pulled out and immediately dropped down and inserted his tongue deep in my hole and began an intense and focused devouring of my now loosened and super hungry hole. I had never felt a rimming so intense! His cock was still hard as a rock, and every now and then he would stand up and fuck me balls deep again then drop back down and slurp on my hole. The entire time my hole was just craving more and more, and his twirling tongue exploring deep inside just added to my desire for more, something bigger. He sensed this as I was pushing my hole out onto his tongue to try and get more. He stood up and grabbed a big toy. He asked me if I wanted more and all I could do was moan and nod. He lubed up the big toy which had a bulbous head on it, and put it at the entrance of my hole. With one hand he held some poppers to my nose and I instinctively snorted, the biggest longest snort I think I had ever done. He told me to hold it in as he took a hit then put the bottle down. Exhale slut! I did as I was told and the rush hit me! My hole became everything to me…all I could feel was ripples and waves of pleasure as I heard Colton tell me to take deep breaths and relax. Somehow in my fog of pleasure I complied, and felt my hole just open up. He felt it and applied pressure to the big toy as it began sliding into my hungry fuck tunnel. The more he ushed, ever so slowly, my hole rippled with more pleasure and I could feel the walls of my velvety tunnel open up even more and welcome this big invader deeper into me. I felt it slide through my ring and into beyond, and then Colton began pulling it back out. Once again I was feeling immense waves of pleasure. The poppers high was great, and it also heightened the rush and the ensuing high from the slam. Colton kept encouraging me, saying you good pig, wow what a hungry slut, deep breaths and relax you pig….I now knew what the term being in pig heaven meant. Every few minutes I felt another wave as the Tina was coursing through my body, and each time my body just relaxed and rode the wave. Colton was fully reading my body and took every advantage, making my hole loosen up by the minute. As he fucked me with precision and being relentless with the toy, he said you have now experienced your first slam, now time for your first booty bump which will keep you flying for a few hours until I slam you again. He slowly pulled the toy out, and then he put more lube on it and then coated it in 3 points of crushed up Tina. Then he slid it all the way back into my hungry hole. Instantly I felt a burning sensation, and it increased. I said to him it was really burning, and he leaned down and took my soft cock in his mouth which instantly distracted me. Then I felt the burning begin to subside and then an insatiable hunger start to build from deep withing my hole. I then started to get more waves of pleasure take over my body and my hole was now so hungry. Colton removed the toy, then held the poppers under my nose again and told me to take big hits. He gave me four, then lubed up his hand. The poppers rush hit and magnified the tina rush and waves of pleasure which were still rippling through me. Colton pressed his hand against my hungry craving and now quite sloppy hole. I arched my back in the sling, trying to get his hand into my insatiable fuck chute. He pressed more, and I felt the walls of my hole accommodate his hand and begin to relax with more waves of pleasure as I felt him slide deep into my very being. I was staring into his eyes, moaning and my tongue was just hanging out and as he went deeper all I could do was whimper and nod. The pleasure was so intense that cum was just constantly oozing from my cock. The booty bump on top of the slam, combined with the poppers had given me the ability to become a far hungrier slutty pig bottom than I had ever imagined. Colton then slowly withdrew his fist, and pulled it right out. He chuckled at the look on my face which showed him that I needed my hole to take more. He said to me we have all day and night, we can pace ourselves. Besides I think I need your tongue to explore my hole now. With that he helped me out of the sling and laid me on my back on the bed. He then climbed on top of me in a 69 position and lowered his hole onto my tongue. A hole never looked so good and I buried my tongue deep in his waiting hole. I then lifted my legs up and he pinned them back and buried his tongue deep in me. We feverishly ate out each other for about an hour, slurping, probing, twirling the tips of our tongues around in each other…then while I continued my onslaught of his hole with my tongue he started to work a toy back into my hole. He said we need to keep you nice and loose so we can open you up even more. Have you ever been tag-team fucked Jonas? I heard him and responded by moaning and burying my tongue even deeper into his now also loosened hole. He chuckled and said I guess that means you would like that…I removed my tongue for a second to reply yes please…almost yelling in excitement. I would love cum oozing out my hole and then more fucked into me!
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Mark’s teeth bit into my nipple while his hand pushed the big red anal bead into my hole. Pain and pleasure mixed in my head—the booty bump he had given me earlier made me feel like I needed his abuse. I craved this roughness. “I am gonna get real nasty with you,” he said in a low voice in my ear. “Leave your hole open and dripping wet.” At that exact moment I felt the big bead slide in, its coating of crisco smoothing the way, although the rough leather cord holding the beads together always hurt a bit. A sharp cry escaped my mouth, and at first I felt two full—the two big beads stretching my hole too much too fast. But then the feeling changed, as it always seemed to, into one of intense pleasure and I moaned, already craving more. Mark was the man who was training my hole, molding into the shape and size he wanted. We had met on a chat line—one of those now crazy-seeming, pre-internet ways I met guys to hook up with in the late 1990s. His voice had come on the line, a slight hint of Southern-good-old-boy in his voice, I said I was a total bottom, and did he like to use toys? His response was that he loved to use toys on bottom boys. And that he did. I was in my mid-20s then, 5’7”, a bit of a Twink, with dark blonde hair, decent body but no six pack. A flat skinny ass that Daddy loved to shave at the start of our sessions. Right after the first bump and then the series of deep enemas he gave me to get me ready for him. He was probably in his late 40s then, decent body that he didn’t work out. He was trim. Sort of a classic thinner dad bod. Dark brown hair in a conservative cut for his law firm job. Not a lot of body hair to begin with and he kept his cock and balls hairless. To be honest his cock was average, probably 7 inches hard. As a major size queen, it really didn’t turn me on. But Mark did turn me on. I loved how when I arrived at his door, usually late at night high on Tina and X from a night out, he made me strip in his living room and get on my knees and suck his cock. He always smelled of cigarettes and stale sweat and beer. His asshole, which he always demanded I worship during breaks in holeplay, tasted exciting and musty. I loved the feeling of submission I got from worshiping his asshole with my tongue. He bit my nipple again, and I felt him push the third bead against my hole, the rough leather cording hurting a bit. “Take a hit of poppers,” he said, “Let it in,”as he began to push hard. I took a big hit, holding it in and then letting it out in a rush. The third bead slowly began to push in, the feeling of fullness overwhelming me as my mind spun from the poppers. I felt my hole stretched hard, the other two beads shifting, trying to make space for this third one that my sir wanted to put in me. I struggled and moaned, but Mark just continued to press. The third one was always difficult, and sometimes just wouldn’t fit. It was one of the things I loved about Mark, his ability to make me ride the line between pain and pleasure. By this point we had got together maybe three times, but somehow he knew what I craved. He knew I craved the pain of a rough stretch but he never pushed it so hard it actually caused damage. The bead reached its widest point, and Mark gave it a harder push. It wouldn’t go in, but he kept it in position, making my hole accommodate the widest stretch possible. He bit my nipple again. “Open that hole boy,” he growled in my ear, “I want to take you deep.” The problem of the third bead was my inner ring—if it wasn’t stretched to take at least one of the other two beads, then the third one would never go in. His obsession with deep play scared me, to be honest, but on my way to his place in a cab I always vowed to be a good boy, to do what he demanded, to let him take my hole. At this point, my hole was feeling the pain a bit more than the pleasure. The rough leather cord, so exciting a minute before, was starting to hurt. Mark saw the change, and let the third ball pop out. “Keep those other two in boy,” he said, “Let daddy stretch you out.” He lay back to watch the fisting porn playing on the screen in his dimly lit bedroom while reaching for a cigarette. I knew I was expected to keep the balls in, but it was difficult. As I started to whine, Mark said, “Keep them in. In a few second you are going to be begging me for more.” And so I did I was told and kept the big beads inside. As I turned my attention ti the big dildos being used on the muscly bottom on screen, I began to feel the fullness as pleasure, and I put my legs up higher, exposing my hole more directly. It never failed, once I was relaxed and saw what was happening on screen I always begin to crave it again. I knew it was partially the Tina, but it was also me. Mark freed my need for submission, made me want to be hurt, to feel the pain and pleasure of my hole being stretched. “See pig,” Mark smirked, blowing cigarette smoke in my face, “I know just what my boy needs.” “Please sir, “ I begged, “use my hole.” Mark looked cross, and said “Not know, bitch, let me finish my cigarette.” He lay back, lightly stroking his meat, while watching the moaning bottom on screen get railed with a big toy. I lay beside him, fingers now moving around my hole, dipping into its greasy depths a bit. I knew better than to ask again, for if I did, he would slap me hard across the face for not listening, and then he would make me wait for a long time before he used my hole. While I wanted the abuse, I also needed my hole used while I was riding this high. So I kept my mouth shut, knowing I was here to be used in Mark’s way, on Mark’s time. If I wasn’t so honey I would be apprehensive—for when he pulled hard and removed the beads I was going to get quite a ride. It always was, and I always wanted more. I closed my eyes for a second, reveling in the feeling of the beads in my hole. I spread my legs wide, my body saying “fuck me.” And at that moment my master hole stretcher pounced. His teeth bit hard on my nipple as his hand yanked on the cord. There was a moment of equilibrium, when he pulled and the muscles in my ass resisted, but then it happened, the beads began their explosive way out of my ass. The feeling was indescribable, it definitely hurt but strangely it felt wonderful as the rough cord and huge rubber balls made their way out of my anal cavity. He was not being gentle today and just pulled hard until I saw stars and the first bead came out. I moaned loudly, expecting a break, but today there would be no rest—Mark wanted the second bead and my ass would give it. He continued to pull hard until I was panting and morning suddenly felt my insides turn out as the second ball was expelled. I lay back, legs still spread wide and asshole up, panting and feeling the delayed reaction as the nerve signals from my ass reached my head. I closed my eyes, expecting the usual minute of rest, when I felt Mark’s hands at my hole. Suddenly, something long and somewhat thin and ribbed was shoved hard up my hole. My eyes shot open in surprise as I felt the first of the little beads on the dildo enter my second hole. “You will open for me,” Mark said, “I will take you deep” as he pushed the beaded dildo home. By this point, I was gasping, my mind a jumble of pain and pleasure signals. It was the somewhat long, very stiff, pretty thin black beaded dildo he had just shoved in me. And it hurt. “Take a hit of poppers boy,” Mark said, “And get used to that feeling. That part of your hole is mine.” I did as instructed, and in seconds the deep dildo felt great. Now Mark was fucking me with it, gently taking the beaded diodo out of that deep place and putting it back, teaching me to crave attention in that space. He gave me a long final fuck, and shoved it home hard again. A low whine escaped my lips, and as my mouth opened, his tabaco-scented mouth covered mine, his tongue pushing half way down my throat. Only Mark could violate my mouth and ass at the same time and make it feel so right. He lay back and lit another cigarette. When we were partying, he smoked like a fiend. And while I normally didn’t like cigarettes, somehow it was associated with our sleazy sex and through the drug haze, was hot. I started to come down from the poppers and put my legs down. Again, watching the screen where a top was elbow fisting a boy in a sling. “You will get there, pig,” Mark said, as he leaned back, pointing at the screen. We relaxed this way for a bit. Sometimes my hole would throb around the beaded dildo and start to hurt. Then my hole would relax and the deep, deep, craving would come as I watched the fisting on screen. After about 10 minutes Mark reached over and I put my legs up, giving him access to my hole. He began gently fucking me with the beaded dildo again, working especially on that inner ring. He fucked me slow for a few minutes while I did poppers. After my second hit, he pushed the dildo in all the way, paused a moment, and in one hard yank pulled the beaded dildo out of my second hole and all the way out. It was the most pain he had ever caused me and I cried out. My hole was on fire as he had pulled my insides out. I started to whine, “You hurt me.” At that moment his whole hand entered my hole and his fingers began pushing and toying with my second ring. I felt a familiar burn as he deposited a huge booty bump from the inside of his palm. His fingers pushing most of it into my deeper place. Now my hole really was on fire. Within seconds the burning fire was replaced with the beginnings of another fire, that need to have my hole destroyed. He toyed with my inner ring for a minute, pushing one then two fingers in, and then quickly yanked his hand out. I lay back, panting, my body and my mind a jumble. To say I was turned on would be a massive understatement.I I was beginning to feel my world compress. My hole was taking over—it was the largest booty bump I had ever done, and Mark had used it to sooth the pain of the roughest fuck he had ever given me. He leaned back and smirked at me. “Feel good now?” My mind was a jumble, my heart racing, and the pleasure and need kept rising. I didn’t know it, but a booty bump got the Tina into my bloodstream just a fraction less quickly than injecting it. And my daddy had just given me a huge bump. My legs rose and my fingers began playing with my hole. “Want more do you, you little slut? Let’s take a little break while that warms you up for me,” he said, reaching for yet another smoke. “I wanna hear you beg me to fuck your hole.” He leaned back, ignoring me and focusing on the porn, a VHS tape onto which I had copied all of the Director ‘s cuts fisting scenes. I lay there, feeling the need in my hole continue to grow. Daddy had made a statement with that series of pain and pleasure moments. And that statement was that I was in his bed to get fucked deep. My fear of that was evaporating, as his masterful opening of my inner ring—and filling it with something guaranteed to make my inner hole crave it—began to take over. We lay there for a few moments, my desire to be filled growing more and more, and without even thinking, I began to beg. The video ended and the room got darker. I was so lost in my need I moved my head to his cock and began to suck, begging to be fucked. He moved his balls aside, indicating I should serve his asshole. As I did my ass rose as my desire to be used by him became overwhelming. He pulled me up and pushed me down beside me, filling my mouth with his tongue. And then I felt something big beginning to be pushed into my hole. I didn’t know what it was, only that I felt like a big plug, I struggled a bit with it and took a hit of poppers and it slid in. It felt like a plug but wasn’t, there was no base. He lay back and said nothing. I was too lost in the feelings of ecstasy to focus and just kept my hands on my nipples. A few minutes later Mark began to push again. This time what felt like an even bigger plug began to fill my ass. It felt huge and I struggled and panted. I huffed on the poppers and breathed deeply and suddenly my inner ring was stretched and then second plug went in while the first pass into my inner ring. I was know more open, more full, and fucked deeper than I had ever been. I panted and groaned and Mark just bit my nipple. I could have put my hands down to feel the toy, but I was too lost in ecstasy. All I knew was that this toy kept getting bigger. I felt incredibly stretched and full. And hornier than ever. “What is this toy?” I asked. “I thought the giant inflatable toy broke?” “It did,” Mark smirked, “Just enjoy this and you can see the toy when I am done.” I lay back, my mind a jumble of pleasure. The feeling of fullness was so complete, the room was quite dark now without the porn on screen, that I really just did what I needed to do: I enjoyed the feeling. I must have lain there with my legs up and my guts stuffed full for 10 minutes. Mark smoked another cigarette, then finally noticed the porn was off and went to put in another VHS tape. He lay down beside me on the bed and reached over and kissed me. As he did, he took the poppers from my hand. “No poppers now,” he said, “just breathe while I fuck your ass.” His fingers toyed at the entrance to my hole. It was stuffed so full he couldn’t get his fingers in, although he certainly tried. Suddenly, I felt a gentle pressure as he grasped the handle and began to push. I had taken big toys many times before. In fact, I could take a giant-headed dildo all the way deep, much deeper than a fist. But it was nothing like the feeling I felt now. He pushed very slowly and I groaned deep. It felt like he was driving a truck up my ass. Each of my rings began to stretch at the same time—the inner smaller plug going deeper in me than it felt like anything had ever gone, the second bigger plug stretching my second ring wider than it had ever been stretched, and my assring pulled so tight I feared it would pop. “Breathe boy, breathe deep,” he growled, “Let me take your ass and make it mine.” He kept up a slow and steady pressure (he really did now just how hard to push me) and slowly, agonizingly, the toy began it slow entrance. When it got to the widest part he stopped it, holding my each of the rings of my assrings gaping open at the widest point. I grunted. He leaned in an whispered in my ear, “That’s how I fuck my bitch,” and then he pushed it home. The feeling was incredible. I was moaning and panting, literally his bitch in heat. At that moment I knew I would do whatever he wanted me to do just to feel that incredible feeling again. Every big cock or big toy that had fucked me before faded away: this was my purpose. To be deep fucked by him. After I lay like this a few minutes, him whispering dirty talk about opening me up and fucking me deep, the feeling changed again. I was no longer too full. I needed more. This time, I actually reached down and felt the toy. It wasn’t all in side of me. After that last plug there was a short length of thick silicone before a wide flat flat and then a rigdged flat handle. My eyes went wide, and he said, “Yes, you have the entire big Manrammer in your pussy. And I see you want more,” he grinned. He reached down and slowly, slowly, pushed it the rest of the way in. He paused and I just begged, “Please fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” “Get used to that a second, and then we will see if I can fuck you with it,” he said, reaching again for his cigarettes. I lay there beside him still panting and squirming. After his cigarette was done, he reached down and I felt a burn. He had given me another small booty bump around the edges of the dildo! He started biting my nipples and slowly pushed and pulled on the dildo. It wouldn’t move much. I was begging him to fuck me with it, asking him to use my hole but it would only move a little. Even that felt incredible, but there was no way he was going to get much in and out motion—it was just too deep and too tight. It was my first deep fuck and I should have been proud. I was, but that deep need he had opened in my wanted more. After probably 20 minutes with it buried to the hilt, he gave me the poppers back and very slowly pulled the toy out. My body helped him expel the intruder—and each time the plug got out its widest point he would pause, making me feel the stretch, reminding me that he was the one in control not me. When it was just the final plug inside, he gently fucked my assring with it a few times and then pulled hard and out it popped. I lay there drenched in sweat, panting from the effort. It felt like my asshole had given birth multiple times. My hole hung open, I could feel the cool air of his bedroom, and his fingers toyed with my hole. I expected him to fist me, but instead he just toyed with my asslips, occasionally dipping his fingers inside, each time making me moan. He laid back, light a cigarette, and said, “How’d you like that?”
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Another Real Experience - Elbow Deep Party In Harlem
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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - ELBOW DEEP PARTY IN HARLEM About a month ago, my candy-man and his roommate were having some issues with their landlord and asked me if I could maybe come down to their place, look over their lease and give them some advice. I had finished my appointments for the day so I told them okay. I got to Washington Heights in less than 30 minutes and sat down with them to examine their lease. They filled a huge water pipe with lots of magic crystals and proceeded to have me blow clouds with them while we discussed their problem at length. In 90 minutes or so, I had outlined a way for them to resolve their differences with their landlord that would satisfy both sides, and they were ecstatic. Now they'd kept me hitting the pipe quite generously and gifted me with a nice amount of tina to take with me as a reward. I was now somewhat tweaked, very horny, and in Manhattan late afternoon on a Saturday. Unfortunately, neither of them was up for pnping, as they each had non-sexual appointments they were on their way to. Before we finished our puffing festival, I checked Chempigs.com on line to see if anyone was nearby and up for hosting. Fortunately, there was someone only 20 blocks away - a guy I'd been trading messages and emails with on the site for some time, always hoping we could play, but never being able to make our schedules match. He invited me to his place immediately and I hopped in the car and headed to Harlem. It took only 5 minutes and amazingly, I got a street space only a half block from his building. I gave him a call when I parked as he needed to come to the lobby to let me in. Good thing I found that close space as it started to rain for the first time in weeks as I was heading to his building. Clayton met me at the lobby door and escorted me to the elevator and up to his apartment. It was a nice - and really large - apartment, and it peaked my interest that it seemed like there was someone else home. Clayton led me to his room and shut the door behind us, looking me up and down and nodding while saying "finally". As mentioned we'd messaged and cruised each other on line but timing had never worked out before. Finally was right! I pulled out my supplies and filled his water-pipe with some quality crystals, and we puffed and shot-gunned as we stripped each other and got things started. Clayton turned out to be 40-ish, and very tall - at least 6'5" or so, to my 6' - and very lean. He's Trinidadian, beautiful cafe au lait skin and a light dusting of hair on his chest leading down in a treasure trail to his pubic patch, which framed a long cock, not quite as thick as mine but definitely longer! His long legs led up to a perky bubble butt also with a light dusting of hair. He really went for my hairy chest, legs, balls and ass and my pale skin. After making out and puffing and getting each other hard as a rock, we had to break so I could quickly clean up in his shower. As I was about to go, he asked if I'd be interested in his roommate joining in a couple of hours, and I told him that it sounded like fun to me. He smiled and picking up the pipe, said "Let me introduce you guys before you hit the shower." Going out into the long hallway, we passed the front door and the bathroom and continued down to what looked like a workroom filled with (unusually for New York City) hand tools and hardware. And also filled with Clayton's very hot roommate, Rod. Rod was facing away and on the phone, dressed only in leather shorts, boots and a harness. He turned hearing us enter and quickly told the person on the phone he'd call back in 5 minutes. Rod was probably around my age (just turned 53), and a shorter, stocky, muscular African-American guy with much darker skin than Clayton's, and he looked awfully familiar. We traded shotguns off the pipe while Clayton introduced us, and we both mentioned that we were convinced we'd met before. Rod told us that he needed to get back to his client and do another two hours of work then we could join him in his much larger play room. We headed back down the long corridor and I jumped in the bathroom with my kit to do a quick clean up and out. I had my travel-ready straight pipe and took a few hits to aid the process, gargled a little mouthwash and headed back to Clayton. He was naked and puffing, stroking while he watched some bareback leather porn I brought. I guess Clayton had been tweaking for a while before I got there, as he was totally AMPED and ready to go... so enthusiastic that I had to imagine he'd been frustrated from playing for at least several hours. In a minute we were on the bed locked in a 69 hotter than any I'd had in some time. It was a beautiful cock, and long, and thank god, I was on top during this segment since although I deep throat well, that amount of length might have been an issue if he decided to face fuck me from above. After long mutual suck jobs, we hit the pipe again shotgunning every hit, and making out between. Finally, we each took a huge hit, followed by each taking a nice huff of Maximum Impact and slid back down to a 69-Rim session, this time with me on the bottom with my neck boosted by a couple of pillows. He had a hot tasty hole that blossomed under my eager tongue; from the sounds he was making, and the enthusiasm with which his beefy tongue was raping my hairy hole, he was a very happy camper. Once our holes were getting sloppy and open it was time to get them filled. While he hit the glass cock, I got behind him and sank into that hot warm chute and starting a slow grinding fuck while he spun out his clouds. He definitely was going for my girth, and asked to turn on to his back for deeper penetration. As face-to-face is my favorite position to both top and to bottom, I was more than willing to comply. We fucked for a while with me on the bed with him, then I got down on the floor to stand with his long legs over my shoulders while I really wailed on his hole at his request. All this time we were either furiously kissing or biting and sucking the others nips and neck. More clouds and we switched... it took a little patience, and maximum impact, but he got that entire length into my hole and fucked me in several positions, making me feel incredible the longer we went. For another hour we would literally pull out of each other and without moving switch top and bottom, filling and being filled. It was heaven. Time came for a break and to join Rod. Some piss play and a quick rinse in the shower and we were moving all our equipment and materials to the very large room at the end of the apartment. Rod had his king size bed and all sorts of leather, restraints, dildos and toys, lubes and porn screens in there. I filled his water pipe and we got spun some more as Rod stripped the leather shorts off to reveal a flaccid cock as thick and long soft as mine is hard. Now I normally have no issues with my endowment - it is average length and greater than average width and I very much know how to use it - but there are times when I'm playing, especially with African or Latino guys that I just have to kind of sit back and marvel, and get over a minute or two of feeling inadequate! The rest of Rod was worthwhile to, a very hot muscular ass and he appeared to be naturally smooth all over... well, he probably did shave his head a bit, but not the body. I brought out some G and we drank some, smoked more, and began to get down to more chemmed up man-sex. Each of us fucked the others, and I was lucky that Clayton had gotten most of my stretching done prior as Ron went in without pause and started his fuck on me. After the mutual all around fuck we broke for a bit more refreshment and clouds and that's when Rod and I remembered where we'd met. A mutual friend of ours on Central Park West used to host Tuesday Afternoon pnp parties about 10 years ago and we'd encountered each other there a number of times. That also reminded Rod that I was a Fisting top, one he very much enjoyed getting hand-balled by, and we knew what would happen next. Working with Rod's "special lube" - a private combo of crisco and j-lube laced with tina and tina piss, I began working fingers into his hole. He was flat on his back on the edge of the bed (a waist high bed) while I alternated sitting on a fuck stool or sitting on Clayton's cock as HE sat on the fuck stool. Very shortly, I was stretching Rods opening alternating four fingers on each hand, determining which arm would be better, finding it to be the left, I sank all five fingers in to his welcoming manhole. He was literally squealing with delight over the attention to his hole, and I pulled my special maneuver. Being double jointed and still flexible from my dancer days, I can rotate my wrist 360 degrees without much problem - by stepping over my arm, now butt to butt with my fistee, I can continue the turning in the same direction. Stepping over with my second leg, I return to facing my fist-bottom and can still complete the rest of AN ADDITIONAL 360 degree turn. 19 out of 20 fisting bottoms seem to go nuts over that! And then of course, I can reverse direction and do it again the other way, bringing myself back to where I was. During the session, Clayton went from fucking me from behind to sitting on Rod face while I blew Clayton or kneeling so Rod could blow him and I could rim him. Anytime I went for deeper penetration, Clayton went behind me again so I could assure eye-contact with Rod. We played several more hours in various combos and I headed home, promising to come back for both more group play and one-on-one's with each hot man. The following Tuesday, I got to do so with just Rod - I arrived at about 11AM - this time Rod took care of the party favors. We blew clouds, had a bit of G, did booty bumps and began a day long session. It was a wild day - though I fucked Rod on and off, most of the time I spent as a top I spent fisting since he was so delighted with last time. I was in his unbelievable hot muscle ass up to my elbow on my right arm, and just past my elbow on my left. And I got both hands in at the same time past the wrist. In exchange, Rod fucked me pretty frequently with that big thick cock of his. And get this... he gave me four loads. FOUR LOADS. I kid you not. Since I spend more time in most sessions topping, I don't get to be bred too often. So, even once is special... but FOUR? There were a few large group parties in my long career of man-sex where I was bred three times, and once or twice four... but always by different guys, never four loads from one! And between the chems and the company his huge cock not only didn't hurt, not only felt good, it felt GREAT. We were two happy pigs when I left with promises to return. I hope to rendezvous with Clayton soon, and get them both not too soon after!- 11 comments
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Evan Brings His Toys
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—February, 2023 Evan came to the playroom on the last Friday night of the month. He had found me on Asspig, the fisting site, a couple of years ago. He lives two states away and has driven in each time we’ve met. We play, eat dinner and then he spends the night on the bed in the playroom. I think this is his fifth trip to see me. He had purchased some new toys. I encouraged him to bring them. I have my regular ones, but I know that he loves a variety of shapes and sizes up his ass. He arrived late in the afternoon with a backpack full of goodies for the playroom… And flowers for me. Really. I don’t think any man has brought me a bouquet on a fisting date. Usually, the only rosebuds in my house are the ones I help nurture while they are in the sling. Truthfully, I was touched. And told him so. Evan had a drink to relax him from the drive, while I sipped my tea. We chatted about this and that as I hunted for a vase. Something, I soon realized, I don’t have. Eventually he went off to check his clean out and I stripped down, after having found a 19th century pancake batter jug for the flowers… Evan has made it down to the playroom. He is in a red jock—and kneeling expectantly. He is a short man, fit, and has a lovely, pliable ass. He may be all about his hole, but he loves my cock before fingers, hands and toys. He pulls aside the still very clean jock I am grunging up for a friend. He sucks me hard—and eagerly climbs up on the bench. I snap a picture of his ass before I kneel and tongue his hole open. PIC My cock goes into him. All of it. He is so ready. I fuck. PIC I ask if he wants to taste his ass. He does. Just the idea of it makes him shiver. He licks me clean and I go back to fucking. Soon enough I add the eggheaded dildo. “This is the one you add your cock with…?” he begins, but breaks off for a popper hit. The toy glides home. I stretch it down and add my cock. He feels really full now. I fuck. I pull out, lift the toy up and slide in again, my dick now under the toy. The first way feels better, so I go back to it. We fuck for quite some time. When I need to catch my breath, I go to the speculum. This is different for him—I usually use it in the sling, when he is on his back. He likes the stretch and encourages me to open it just a little farther. It is easily wide enough now to add my cock. I fuck him again, this time stretched with the stainless steel. I close the speculum down and insert the small pink butt plug from my collection. It is too small. I upgrade to the bigger black one. I want him to keep the stretch as we take a quick break and move to the sling… PIC * My hand is buried in his ass. No more pictures now with my greasy paws. I go back and forth between my left and right. I add my cock when the left is already in him. I curl my fingers around the shaft and jerk in his ass. He groans out his appreciation. I start in on his toys. Each time, I do the new toy and then go back to one hand or the other. There is a very standard sized bright pink dildo molded as a cock. I should have used it earlier, but he still enjoys the change. I go on to one of the beautiful bronze silicone toys—sort of phallic with a large base—for that knotted feel. My cock demands some action, so I slip that black ass grommet over my erection. This supersizes the thickness of my dick inside him. Evan loves it—and tells me so through his popper haze. It’s on to two more of the bronze silicone toys, each bigger than the other. It is fun watching his reaction as they go in. He recognizes the feel of them, of course, but they feel different as another person uses them on him. “Almost like they are brand new,” he murmurs, “with you inserting them.” He suggests some depth play, to take a break from the width stretch. I go for my graduated balls. He takes the first two with ease, then I work the next two in slowly. This is followed by my hand inching every deeper into him. I finger the bend, the second hole, as we call it. Evan is breathing fast—and we take another break. Still in the sling, we repeat the toys he liked the best. Now, he wants to try the fire hydrant, the toy that was gifted to me by the Ginger Bear. He takes most of it, but we can’t quite get it all inside, for his ass to snap shut on the thin shaft. I go back to my hand for a moment. Evan thinks he may have had enough. The movie has run out. We have been playing for three hours. We clean up and I take dinner out of the oven… The original, with the pics, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Evan Brings His Toys (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 27, 2023 -
“Please, Just Go Slow…”
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—February, 2023 He contacted me on one of the hook-up sites. He liked my dick pics. Of course. He was eager to make the drive to the playroom. He was yet another new guy, but I took the chance and he showed up right on schedule. Judd’s a big guy, taller than my 6’ 2” and big boned (that former football player type.) He was nervous. I showed him down to the playroom and suggested he strip down while I went back upstairs to do the same. I put on a new jock. Pristine. It had just arrived from the guy who loves to have me wear them for sex and then send them back to him. I snapped a couple of pics of it being snow white. Then I went downstairs and had Judd take another. He handed my phone back to me and sat on the bed. He tried to smile… “Are you alright?” I ask. “Sure. It’s been a while…” “Since you’ve had sex?” I set the phone on the television stand. “Since I’ve got fucked. I’m more of a cocksucker.” “Then why don’t we start there. Get me hard.” He goes to his knees in front of me. “Get this brand-new jock good and wet.” He licks and eventually gnaws at the lily-white fabric. My cock begins to swell. I let him take me out. He’s right—he’s a damn good cocksucker. I let him set his own pace, to get me raging hard. Finally, he pulls off my cock. “That’s a great dick,” he grins, looking at it, with one hand on my balls and the other circling my girth at the base. “Sir,” he adds as an afterthought. I don’t respond. I just fuck his face. It’s my turn to be in charge. I let go of his head when it’s obvious he needs to catch his breath. “Why don’t you get up on the fuck bench? Judd climbs aboard. He looks great there, his full ass spread and inviting. “Please, just go slow…” I go to my knees and surprise him with my tongue. I work it into his very tight starfish of a hole. He gasps. I keep it up and slowly work him slightly open. I dip a finger in the coconut oil and lube him up. This causes him to groan louder—but still in a good way. I go back to my tongue, lubing my cock at the same time. I stand and begin to enter him. It’s work—but the head pops in. I pull it right back out and go back to my knees. My tongue works the enlarged hole open just a little more, getting it to really relax. I try again with my cock. I bury maybe two inches in him this time. I pull back out and find the smallest butt plug. He takes it easily—with only the slightest gasp as the thickest part eases in. I play with it, turning it, beating on the base of it with the flat of my hand. “Try your dick again.” I pull out the toy. And my cock sinks home. He pants—and takes me. I hold a moment and begin a slow fuck. He reaches under the bench and finds his own cock. He groans and takes all of me. I pull out. “You want to taste your hole?” “Yes, please, Sir.” I move to his head and let him slobber on my cock, tasting his ass juices. I think he is surprised how much he loves this. We end up doing it every time I pull out. I use the speculum on him. I want him just slightly looser. He loves my finger in him after each crank open. He really loves when I fuck him with it in place. I remove it and fuck him again. Now his hole is just how I want it: tight, but accommodating. He cleans me up again before we move to the sling. “Stirrups?” “Yes, please.” I get his ankles in place. Judd can’t take his eyes off himself. He moans about how vulnerable he looks and feels. I take the opportunity to piss on his hole. He gasps—and then moans as I lick it off him. I fuck him. Harder now. The chains rattle. I use the egg-headed dildo. He pants on the size of the head, but he takes it—and feels proud. I use it strictly as a stretch—there is no way my cock is joining the dildo inside Judd. It’s back to just my dick. His hole is looser now, but still tight compared to so many of the men who frequent the sling. “Fucker me harder, Sir. I can take it.” So I do. And he can. I use the graduating balls on him, just to give him one additional new sensation up his ass. I fuck again. I stop, still fully in him. “Where would you like to get bred? Here or the bench? He thinks for a millisecond. “The bench. I feel even more used over there.” I get him out of the sling and onto the bench. I piss on his hole again—and he whimpers. I lick him clean—and it makes my cock drool. I am so ready to breed. “I want your load, Sir…” “I know you do,” I say, standing up. I slide in. I can still feel some hot piss clinging to his pucker, that pucker that isn’t closing so tightly now. “Give it to me…” He looks up, into the mirror in front of me. He can see me fucking him, slapping his generous ass as I plow. And I’m there. I cum—spurt and spurt… * Judd comes back to the playroom to get dressed after his shower. I am picking up the towels and toys, etc. as he sits on the bed to dress. “I saw you once before…” “Oh?” “Up in Lansing. You came into a gloryhole booth I was using. Your cock was out and hard—just like today. But I didn’t get to suck it. You were distracted by someone else.” I have no memory of this. “But I sure had it today.” He did indeed… The original post, with the pictures mentioned, is here: From My Side of the Sling: “Please, Just Go Slow…” (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 11, 2023-
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Fit muscle FF pig here with few limits. I have good FF experience but looking to become a pro. Keen for one off or regular sessions with any tops who can help me push my limits When I top I'm also very dom so any fit sub pigs looking for hardcore meets let me know. I have a lot of gear, toys, restraints, hoods, gags, plugs etc Love anon meets but not essential
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James Gets Creamed
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—January, 2023 I came home delightfully sated from my New Year’s Eve adventure. I was not on the prowl for more sex anytime soon. But I was pleased to get a text from James, the younger looking blond from that night. He wanted more. He really wanted my load—he was so sorry he had gone home before he got it. We chatted on and off for most of the day. By the first Friday of the new year, he was stripping in my playroom… James tosses his clothes in the chair. I take off my robe and hang it on the doorknob. He is naked but for a yellow jock. In the light of the afternoon (and not a dark backroom) he is likely higher in his 30’s than I thought when I first met him. Not that it matters. He goes right to his knees. “Come here, Daddy. Let me suck on that big thing again.” He mouths the jock pouch for a bit, making my cock swell. Then it is in his wet mouth with his ever-moving tongue. He remembers my hotspots—my balls, and under my balls where the cock ring pushes them out. “I want to lick your ass. Up on the bench.” The poppers come out for him the moment my tongue finds his tight pucker. I can’t wait to make it gape. I poke and prod and spit. He has found the mirror on the side wall that lets him see me at work on his ass. The poppers make his chatter. He tells me how good my tongue is making his tight hole, how he wants me to destroy it, to fill it with cum…on and on. I coat my throbbing cock with coconut oil as I tongue him. I spit a couple of more times into him. I stand up and my cock finds his now loose ass lips. I push in. He groans and takes another hit. I hold until his hole responds—letting my cock bottom out in his tight tunnel. I fuck him. Slowly. Making him mine for the day. “Harder, Daddy. Make me feel it.” I let him have it, faster than my usual slow build. I plow him. It’s the only word. He is incredibly vocal, egging me on. My foot goes up on the bench next to his knee. It lets me get even deeper in his ass. I pummel him, over and over. I pull out. “Taste your ass on my dick,” I say as walk towards the head of the bench. He hungrily takes me into his mouth. His tongue swirls. He gurgles, delighting in the heady blend of coconut oil and ass jizz. “Get me good and wet—no lube for this next fuck.” He leaves my cock dripping with spit. And I plow back into his hungry hole… * We’ve moved to the sling. I insert the small butt plug into him. I keep his hole open as I make him suck my dick—then I stand on tiptoe and have him lick my balls again. He loves how sweaty they have become from the exertion. Pic of plug The toy come out. My cock goes in. I fuck him. His eyes are riveted to the mirror hanging above him. He can’t get enough of watching his hole be used. By cock. By tongue. By toy. I have pulled out the egg-headded dildo. The big head is a major stretch for him, but he takes it. There is no way he is ready for me to add my cock along with it. The toy stays in as he licks my cock once more, craned around, hanging out of the sling. I move back and fuck him fast and deep. His ass lips are curling and changing color as the blood rushes to them. This makes me pull out and lick them, sucking their plumpness into my mouth repeatedly. Pic of cock “Can I try the speculum on you?” “Anything you want…” I grease it up and slide it in. I crank. Slowly. His eyes get wide as he feels his hole open. I finger his prostate. Finally, it is open wide enough I can play with his prostate by inserting my cock. He loves this and tells me so. Sometimes with words, more often in low moans of delight… * I help him out of the sling to stretch his legs. I lay on the bed. He crawls between my splayed legs and sucks my glistening cock. He is in no hurry. He sucks and licks every inch of it. A tap on his head sends him down to include my balls, too. First one, then the other. He tries for both in his mouth at once, but doesn’t quite succeed. He pushes my legs apart as his tongue moves down to my perineum. His tongue teases all the hair there, coating it with his spittle. He flirts for a second with licking my ass, but comes up and kisses me instead. We stay entwined for quite some time. “Sit on my face.” I continue to lie there as he kneels above me. He lowers his thoroughly fucked ass to my mouth. My tongue is in him from the moment he settles there. Deep and loving how wet he is. How wet I’ve made him. I lick and spit and he groans out his appreciation and tells me that his hole is all mine. He begins to rock, pushing his pronounced ass lips over my mouth and my nose and back again. Poppers are opened. He begins to babble all sorts of filth about my cock, my cum, about breeding. “I really want your cum in me.” “Let’s do it.” We go back to the sling. I eat his hole some more. I can’t stop myself. Finally, I stand up and fuck. Long strokes. Deep and hard. “Fill me up!” “Fuck…” I mutter. “Give it to me…” I fuck harder. “I am so close...” “Daddy, cum is the best…” A couple of more strokes and I am there. I can’t stop shooting. It’s a five-day load. Spurt after spurt. I fall on his chest. His arms go around me. James milks my cock like crazy. I can feel myself drool out a little more… * He didn’t shower. He wanted to go home smelling as I left him. I sent him the pictures. He thanked me and told me he could still feel my load inside him. I got another text after he napped—for when he awoke, his thigh was wet and creamy… The original post has pictures: From My Side of the Sling: James Gets Creamed (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 18, 2023 -
Coming to Berlin for a couple of days in mid-Dec. This will not be a sight seeing visit, unless I’m seeing a line of hard dicks or juicy ass in front of me. This trip is exclusively about extended, raunchy wild times with as many hot fuckers I can find. Any advice on events in early December, strip bars, sex parties, or uninhibited places a wild, horny pig like me could get his cunt wrecked would be much-appreciated. Invitations to private parties or 1:1 with raunchy aggressive local tops or versátiles wanting to welcome (and abuse) my warm pussy would be hot. Into a lot, BD, ws, ff, massive toys wrecking a gaped hole, sub/dom, public, cumdumps. Come on Berlin, don’t disappoint a whore wishing to see the rancious parts of Berlin.
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“That’s Right. Jerk in Me.”
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Jersey City, New Jersey—December, 2022 I made it home after the snow storm and group play (of the last post) with relative ease. The roads were bad, but there was no more snow coming down. I rested up. I needed to as, for the first time since lockdown, I was going to see my brother and his partner in New Jersey for the holidays. They had been living a very sheltered, stay at home life with Covid. I decided, to help their peace of mind, to drive in, avoiding two airports and a packed plane. There was that major holiday storm coming, so I went a day earlier than I’d planned. I took two days to get there. This ended up being great—as I also caught my one reliable sex partner in Jersey before he went home to see his family. I walked over to his apartment on my second day in Jersey… Rudy opens the door. We hug. He hasn’t changed since I last saw him in 2019—or if he has, it’s for the better. He is now( a very young looking) 50. The dirty blond hair is cropped short. His red jock pouch is full—and the straps are framing his fairly hairless ass perfectly. We chat as I shed my clothes. I put my boots back on. My cock is already contorting the used, stained fabric of my jock. He has both the sling and bench set up in his bedroom. He hops in the sling, after giving me a glass of water. I put it on the side table and kneel. He has stirrupped himself easily, before I can offer to help. I look at his ass for a moment before my tongue connects with his hole. Fuck, he tastes good. I begin getting reacquainted with his ass. “Daddy—you are making my butt feel soooo good. Are you going to try to stick your big cock in me?” He natters on, jerking and huffing poppers as I get his ass good and wet. I stand up and enter his hot hole. The chatter stops the moment I fill him completely. He pants. I hold—and begin to fuck. “Damn, I’ve missed this dick.” I grin and keep on plowing. He huffs some poppers and tells me again how good he is feeling. I finally stop fucking and kneel again to taste his hole—and feel with my lips and tongue how the lips of his ass have loosened up. I spend a long time rimming him. And even longer on another fuck. “I brought a toy with me,” I tell him. “Can I crank you open with my speculum?” He nods—eagerly. I grease it up. It slides in easily after the two fuckings. I crank him open. Slowly. Letting him really feel how each turn of screw widens his ass. I use my index finger to play with his prostate. Another turn—and two fingers find his hidden pleasure zone. “Soooo good,” he croons. It’s wide enough. I stand up and my cock slips into the speculum. Rudy’s eyes grow big. He can’t believe I am fucking him with the device in place. I fuck him relentlessly. I pull out and carefully crank it shut. I lube my hands and get my left into him before he has time for poppers. He takes me with such ease he holds off from huffing them so he can revel in the stretch. The right takes a little work. But I am soon in him. I trade off on my hands. I stand and add my cock while the left hand is deep inside him. This time he grabs the poppers and becomes very vocal. “Jack off in me, daddy. Fill me with your cum…” But I don’t. We break. Lying side by side on the bed. I drink my water; he drinks red wine. We talk much more now about all the changes in our lives since we last saw each other. But soon he has crawls over and sits on my face. I love the full weight of him on me as I lick out his used hole. I mumble “Ride my cock.” Amazingly he can understand me. He gets off my face and settles his saliva leaking hole onto my rampant dick. Facing me, he slides down to my balls. Groaning. And moaning about how good he feels. His cock is hard again now. He grabs it and begins to jerk as he rides my cock. Up and down. So high up, I worry I will slip out. Rudy is now pounding himself down on me. And talking his dirtiest as he does so. Suddenly his dick goes off. I am showered with a huge load of semen. Covered. I mop some off me and up to my mouth. Rudy is quivering—not quite believing he has shot his load. We settle back down, after a quick wipe down, to more sipping and talking. I remember him as a one and done kind of guy—but not tonight. Fifteen minutes later he is sucking my cock, still on the bed. “I think I can take your hand again.” “Good.” “And I want your load in my ass.” “Even better.” We go back to the sling. I spend some time with my face in his wet ass as his cock wakes back up. “Fuck me, please. Hard.” I stand up and do just what he asks. Long, hard strokes. Every thrust. I grease my hands as I fuck him. Barely missing a beat, I pull my cock out and slide my left hand into him. I add my cock alongside it. “That’s right. Jerk in me.” I fuck, my cock gliding through my fingers deep in his ass. I have never shot this way—and I want to. I’m so close. “Pound me! Fuck this cum hole.” I work my hand out. I want to fuck him harder than I can in that position. The moment my cock goes back in—hard and deep—Rudy spurts a second load. It’s much smaller, but it still covers his hairy balls, clinging to them. I swab some up, cover my cock with his spunk on a backstroke and fuck it into him. In just a few more thrusts I unload deep in his hot ass…. The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: “That’s Right. Jerk in Me.” (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 1, 2023 -
Evan's New Toy
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—August, 2022 Evan, who lives out of state and drives in for a night of toy and fist play, wanted to return. He was Mpx vaxxed, but had not had any play since. I told him mine was scheduled but hadn’t happened yet. Trusting each other, something I feel much more comfortable doing with my fisting friends than unknown men just wanting dick, we agreed on the day. He would arrive late afternoon/evening on a Friday and we would play late into the night. As it turned out, he didn’t get here until the evening, so it was certainly a late-night session. I was glad I had napped while I waited for his arrival… I go into the playroom wearing a robe over my jock and boots. Evan, fresh from the shower and naked but for a black jockstrap, is unpacking some toys he’s brought. He lays them out on the single bed. I hang my robe on the door knob and lean against the fuck bench and watch his naked ass. My cock mounds beneath the fabric. Evan is short and thin with a shaved head. He is around my age and keeping in shape. He turns to me and his eyes go to my jock pouch. “Let me suck that.” He falls to his knees. He takes a deep breath before pulling the cloth to one side and swallowing me down. I erect the rest of the way deep in his throat. He chokes and backs off. He spits on my cock, moans and continues sucking me, taking two thirds of the shaft. “Leave it good and wet. I want to smear your spit on your hole.” Evan climbs up onto the fuckbench. I kneel and rim his freshly showered hole. I stand up and swipe my spit laden cock down his ass crack. I poke some just inside his pucker. I go back to rimming and lubing my dick at the same time with some melted coconut oil. I stand up and work my way into his ass. He tightens down on purpose. But my cock head won’t be stopped. I slide home, balls deep. He gasps. “It’s been too long. Fuck!” I hold and begin the first fuck. Slow and steady. Deep, my full length on every stroke. My pubes grind into his ass lips. I pull out. “Now taste your ass.” I walk to the front of the bench. He eagerly cleans me up, sucking all his juices off me. “Get the balls, too.” He follows directions and leaves them wet. I go right back to fucking him. Harder. I grab the eggheaded dildo and grease it up. He has to open wider to take the head, but he does and it pops into place with a satisfying wet sound. My cock is soon added. I DP him with the toy and my dick. And again, I have him clean me up. I consider making him suck the toy clean, too, but decide to let it go. I fuck him again—just my saliva covered cock now—no extra lube on this round. He groans as I tell him this fact. His cock is leaking through the jock pouch and dripping to the towel underneath the bench. I pull out again. He cleans. I grab the speculum off the toy shelf. I grease it up and slide it in. I finger some of his precum into his gaping ass. PICS I often use this in the sling—so it feels very different as I slide my cock in with it with him on the bench. I have always loved to fuck with the stainless-steel walls on either side of me. Evan moans “So stretched out…” and then is lost in the sensation and just mumbles. I pull out and crank the medical device just a little wider. It’s a new feel for both of us as I slide my cock back in. “Use my hole, man…Use me for your pleasure… * We have moved to the sling. I eat his wet hole. I fuck it. I pack it with the medium sized butt plug as I leave him for a moment to really look at the toys he brought. I take a copper toned, long and slightly bent toy back to the sling with me. He notices and says “It’s new.” PIC of toy I nod, go to my knees and work the plug out of his hole. I grease up my fists and spend a long time alternating my hands inside him before I grease the toy. I leave my left hand in him and work the head of the toy in, so it slides across my palm that is buried inside him. I do this repeatedly, letting him take a little more each time. Then, it is just the toy—all the way to the thickest ripple before the base. I pull my thickest black toy. He’s ready for it now. He takes all of it—just as if it were the smaller butt plug. Another round of my hands. I give him one hand and four fingers from the other hand repeatedly. Always sliding smoothly into his hole. I add the Ass Grommet over my cock. It swells my girth to about the same size of a fist. PIC ASS GROM I slap his jock pouch with it on, my cock head sticking out of the toy. He looks up in the mirror and I see his eyes widen. But he takes me easily. He loves the stretch and that I can actually fuck with it on my cock. I plow into him again and again… * We take a quick break, then it’s back in the sling for a little more cock and a lot more fisting. I grab the chain off the shelf unit. I rest it just above the pouch of his jock so he can feel the weight of it. I grease up the links and insert them. One by one. PIC CHAIN And pull them out as slowly as I can. I put them in him again. And this time I fuck over the chain. We both love the feel of this—I think for a moment I might shoot, but my orgasm quickly recedes. Some more hand play. A repeat of his new toy. It is now very late. Food sounds better than sex—as he has not had any for almost 12 hours. We both call it a night and head up for the casserole I have left to warm in the oven…. The original, with lots of pics, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Evan's New Toy (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 21, 2022 -
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North of Me—March, 2022 Ross, of the amazing rosebud, and I had another round at his house. I drove up with the sling. I set it up next to his bed as he prepped our dinner for afterwards... “Kneel.” He does. .On the tarp at the business end of the sling. Right in front of me. His knees touch the toes of my boots. Ross is naked—tall and lean. He gives a tiny shiver as I buckle the leather restraint on his right wrist. I repeat the process on his left. At my directive, he sits on my bed to allow me to do the ankle restraints. “Now on your knees and get me hard.” My jock is already bulging. It will not be a hard task. His tongue zeros in on the edge of the pouch where he can lick my tightly held nuts. He moves on to pulling the pouch away—and deepthroating my cock. Easily. And with hunger. He moans and comes back up for air before doing it again. And back up, now gasping for air. This time, I grab the sides of his head and hold it still. I fuck his face. Hard. Until he’s breathless. I tell him I want more—but I want to fuck his face as his head hangs over the bed. Ross scrambles up onto the bed and rolls onto his back. His head hangs down—his mouth at the perfect level to fuck straight down his throat. Before I do, I straddle his face. I lower my balls into his mouth. He licks every inch he can reach of the hairy sack. I take half a step forward. I do slight squat and tell him to lick my ass. He whimpers softly as his tongue darts around my tight pucker. Over and over—and only then do I give him what we both really want—a hard throat fucking. I pause. I clip the Hog Tie clips to the four restraints. It pulls his arms and legs together. I press down to make him immobile and fuck his throat again. As I pull out, I get some deep throat spittle. I wind it around my fingers, reach over him and shove it into his ass. I unclip him so he can turn to present his ass to me on the edge of the bed. “Legs up.” He complies and I fasten his four extremities to the clips. I press down—and it rolls his ass up. My cock rests on his ass lips. I drool a big glop of spit onto my cock before I push into him. It’s a hard fuck. Fast and furious. His ass flowers open. Ross is groaning. Telling me to fuck him as hard as I can. I push down on the Hog Tie to change the angle of the fuck. He takes it in his stride. I slow down and push again. It rolls him to his side. He is in a fetal position with the restraints. I love the new angle and continue to drill into him. I pause long enough to add the egg headed dildo. My cock joins it. He is so tight now. Ross pants his pleasure as I fuck into his toy-tightened hole… * Ross is in the sling. I have fucked him repeatedly. I pull out one more time. I piss over his now puffy ass lips. The piss clings to them, inviting me to kneel and clean them up with my tongue. Fuck, I love rimming him after I have fucked him so much. I love the taste of myself—and all the ass lube he has manufactured to protect himself from my onslaught. I stay for a long time, my face buried in his hole. I warm the speculum by breathing on it, add lube and slide it in. I crank slowly. My finger wanders over his prostrate repeatedly. When it is wide enough, my cock goes in, too. I fuck, moving my long cock past the ends of the medical device. “I brought the bigger one,” I tell him. “I’m not sure I have ever used it.” The blades are maybe half an inch longer and half an inch wider. If anyone of my men can take it, it is certainly Ross. He does so, easily---and loves the stretch. I repeat the process of slowly opening it and then, when wide enough, fucking him with it in place. When his ass is empty again, I grease up the Ass Grommet and slip it over the length of my cock until the head of my dick emerges. It gives my cock a huge circumference…but not too much for Ross. I push in—and he pushes out, taking me to the root. I fuck him with it on me. Then I hold the edges of the grommet in place. I pull myself out, leaving the toy inside him. His hole gapes. I kneel and spit into him. I take a drink of water—and spit that into him through the grommet. I swallow the next sip of water—and it kicks in my bladder again. I stand up and aim at the grommet which is holding his ass open. A long stream of piss hits his balls. I direct it downward. It splashes into the grommet, sluicing into his ass. Ross groans. I fuck into the toy—still spraying the last of the piss. I fuck his piss drenched ass. It is hot and wet. When I pull out, the toy comes with me, on my dick. I kneel and eat his pissed out hole as Ross mumbles encouragement… * It’s time for fist. My greased left slides into him with ease. I do it again—and add my cock. My hard dick goes into his butt, down my wrist and fucks into my palm deep inside him. I can’t get enough of the feel of it all. I fuck him for quite a while this way. Then I add my dick in with my right hand in him. It doesn’t feel as good, so I go back to my left. When I tire of that, I keep my hand in him and add the egg-headed dildo. I like the big head of the toy pushing through my fingers deep inside him. “Have you ever tried adding your dick to that?” I haven’t. But I do. I pull the embedded toy up slightly and there looks like there might be room for my cock. I try. Success. It’s snug and warm and a great stretch. Neither of us can hold it for long—but we both love how it feels. I re-grease my hands. I alternate them inside Ross. Close to a true punch fisting session. “Do a double. Please…” I leave my left inside. My right fingers push into him. A slight push—and I have both hands inside him. Now he wants nothing else. I reverse it—but it is easier for some reason with the left in place and adding the right. It surprises me each time the second hand disappears inside him. Finally: “I think my hole is done. But I can still take your cum.” I nod. I know how to get there—I just need to stick my tongue in his used, sloppy hole. My erection, which recedes as I concentrate on fist, springs back to life. I keep my face buried there. I stand. I fuck. Ross hands me his poppers. I do a tiny hit. I explode—coating his used hole with my cum. I hang onto the sling frame, letting myself recover. I go to my knees. His cum drenched rose bud begins to push into my mouth… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: FelchingPisser: I Live Up to My Name with Ross April 15, 2022
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Filling the Ginger Bear
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
North of Home—March, 2022 As March began, the Ginger Bear and I wanted another meet. I packed some of my regular toys and drove to his place. The day we had set up the date, the weather had been warm for March. Now it was blustery and chilly. It got more so as I drove north. I was thankful I had tossed in a ratty old sweatshirt as we were playing in his basement—and the space heaters did little to cut the chill…. The ass. It is such a gift. I am on my knees. My tongue has been exploring the Ginger Bear’s hole. He is in his sling and twisting his nipples. I rock back on my heels and just look at his full butt cheeks and the pink, slightly puffy, lips. My cock swells and I dive back in. GB groans his encouragement. It is a matter of only a few minutes before my cock is slapping those same puffy lips. I leave a trail of precum over them as I push slowly inside. GB groans again. I feel him relax and I begin a slow, rhythmic fuck. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the basement. I have arranged my toys on a small table within reach. I grab the old reliable—the eggheaded dildo. I grease it up while still maintaining the fuck. The cock comes out—the toy goes in. I pull it down and add myself on top of the thin shafted toy. We both love how tight it makes his ass. The underside of my dick moves across the ridges relentlessly. I slow—pull it up and go under the toy. Not for long. It’s not as good a fit. I pull out the grab the length of chain I brought along. I kneel and grease it up. I begin the slow insertion process. One link at a time. The Ginger Bear loves the weight that is beginning to fill him. It is 18 inches long—and all but the last links disappear. I begin to pull it out—just as slowly. It acts like a heavier version of balls on a string. Each link gives him a stretch as it leaves the confines of his ass. One. Two…Five…Nine…and suddenly the remaining links spill out of him, thanks to gravity. Pic 1-3 I repeat the process two more times. I move on to the speculum. I want to give him a good lateral stretch before my hand goes in. I crank it slowly. Opening him. By increments. I play with his prostate with the fingers of my left hand as I crank with the right. When it is wide enough, I fuck him with the device in place. Pic 4- 5 I love how open he is now. Pic 6 I grease my hands up. After all the play, it’s an easy entrance for my left hand. I go in repeatedly. Wait, turn it slightly and come out. The Ginger Bear’s breathing increases. He tells me how good it feels. My slightly bigger right hand goes in just as easily. I spend a good deal of time going back and forth—left and right. My dick is hard—so it joins my left hand deep in his guts. I fuck through my fingers—overwhelmed by the feeling of his hot flesh and my greasy palm on my cock. He has his toys out, too. I select a bigger toy. It is a semi-realistic cock in black silicone. As I picked it up, I think I can use it to double fuck him—but it is too girthy for that. I grease and fuck. Then re-grease and fuck. I am just able to add a finger along the shaft of the toy. Pic 7 -8 I do another round of my hands. Back and forth. One and then the other. I manage to get one all the way in and add four fingers of the other hand. It is not the day to try harder on going for a double. I go back to his table and pick up the fantasy monster toy. It looks like a dragon’s massive shaft, all scales and ridges. I know he can take more if he sits on it, but I just want to tease his hole with it in this position. I get the head in—a little farther than I expect. I do it again. Now I re-grease my hands. I go in flat handed and come right back out. Then I do the same with the right. The sling starts to move in rhythm with me. In with my hand as it goes away from me and out as it swings toward me. The frame creaks in time with us. It is an open palmed punch fisting. It is as great a head fuck for us as a hole fuck. We maintain it for a good five minutes—a rousing climax to our stretch session. The Ginger Bear thinks his hole has reached his limit. And it’s cold enough for us to break. We go upstairs, wash up and have dinner… The original, with a number of pics of stuffed and stretched hole is here: From My Side of the Sling: Filling the Ginger Bear (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 6, 2022 -
"Squat on his face - make him eat your hole," I directed Trent. The boy-turned beast happily complied, straddling Ben's body with his leather boots and doing a deep squat until his asslips made contact with Ben's mouth. A gutteral moan vibrated through Ben's whole body. He shifted slightly (as much as was possible in his position) to get a better angle at Trent's musclehole. Trent just grinned and said, "Mmmmmmm- - - nice. Eat it Daddy!" His heavy stretched balls draped over Ben's chin, and his meat continued to fill out until i could see a thick, long vein pulsing along the top. "Want some lube?" i asked, staring intently at the huge holewrecker. "Yeah - sure," Trent answered, starting to lose his focus in the haze of sex. I grabbed the bottle of J-Lube and squeezed a glob into his palm. He slowly smeared it along the top of his cock (making the vein stand out even more!), and then gripping his meat from the base, he started lubing and stroking like a sexy pornstar. "I need to fuck!" Trent said, raising his body off Ben's slobbering mouth. He was a little unsteady, after squatting for so long, so i stood and reached out to steady him - placing my hands on his muscular lats. "Fuck! You're a fucking horse, man!" I said, complimenting Trent on his worked out bod. "Thanks," he answered. "I figure if you wanna fuck like a porn star - you better godamn look like one!" he laughed. I slapped his firm butt and rubbed my hand across his pumped pecs and abs. "I'd say you could fuck any porn star you want, stud! Trent stepped down off the plywood platform bed, his boots landing in two heavy thuds on the concrete floor. He immediately aimed his rock-hard cock for Ben's open gape. I climbed up on the bed and slid down behind Ben's head, resting his head in my crotch. I grabbed his ankles and pulled back, which in turn raised his gaping hole in line with Trent's dripping cock. "Fuck man! Fuckin' hot hole!" Trent said, staring at Ben's mancunT. Ben was speechless. I could see his face in the mirror, his eyes locked on the huge meat that was about to fuck him. I'm sure the heavy doses of meth were keeping him from talking, but the opening and closing of his wrecked hole said it all! Trent shoved two fingers - then three - into the slop bucket of an ass in front of him. Then four fingers. Then his whole hand! "Fuuuuccckkkk!" Trent drawled, his big cock bobbing up and down. "Fuck 'im!" I directed. "Breed 'im with that big Texas horsedick!" That's all it took - Trent leaned forward, making contact with the stretched foreskin on the head of his cock. I saw Ben take a deep breath, and then exhale, as Trent drove his meat in deep in one slow, deliberate thrusT!!! Trent took his time - slowly drawing his cock out (like a syringe) - and then leaning forward and letting his bodyweight drive his meat deep into Ben's hole until his clipped pubes made contact with Ben's asscheeks. I could feel Ben's body vibrate from the ecstasy he was feeling from being filled with dickmeat. I shifted my body to one side so that my cock was within reach of Ben's mouth, and he eagerly started sucking like he'd found a man's pacifier. Trent just continued his steady attack on Ben's greedy hole. "Hey - this lube's startin' to dry out - you got anymore?" Trent asked, trying to work up some spit to slicken his dick. I looked around for a water bottle, but couldn't find one within reach. Then, a nasty thought ran through my sleazy mind... I managed to climb out from under Ben's head, and took a standing position facing Trent. Aiming my cock in Trent's direction, I started to piss - a dark yellow stream hit Trent right between his pecs, and ran down his ripped abs, finally pooling on the base of his cock and Ben's wrecked hole. "Fuckin' A, man! That's some piggy shit - but it's workin'," he grinned. The warm, dark piss mixed with the dried lube, and instantly made it nice and superslick again. "Any chems in that?" Trent asked, picking up his pace of screwing Ben's brains out. "Yeah - from a few hours ago," I said. "But, I'd say it's pretty concentrated by now." Trent motioned me to step forward and opened his mouth, signaling he wanted to drink. I was only too happy to share the contenTs of my bladder with this hot stud/pig. I could feel his throat muscles contracting as i pissed down his throat. He didn't spill a drop! When i was finished, he backed off my cock, and shook his head. "Fuck - that tasted really nasty, man! Hope I get a buzz off it," Trent stated, followed by a deep belch. I stepped down off the bed and opened the door. The cool air felt good in the warm, sweaty, black room. i stood behind Trent and reached around to play with his hard, erect nipples. "Oh man - that's gonna make me cum!" he said. The harder i squeezed, the faster he fucked. Ben's body slid around the rubber sheet like a rag doll - he would try to grip the edges of the foam rubber mattress, but he was no match for the bull that was fucking him. When i noticed the lube starting to get sticky again, i would reach down and scoop some of the 'juice' off the rubber sheet and smear it on Trent's thick meat. Behind me, a crowd had started to form in the open door - about five guys all stroking their cocks and straining to get a good view of the action in the small room. "Gonna cum," Trent panted, his cock relentlessly pounding Ben's hole. Ben was totally relaxed - just letting the assault on his ass happen - happy to be full of dick and piss and chems...and soon, more cum. Suddenly, Trent's body stiffened. He raised his head to the ceiling and let out a loud wolf howl - "Ow, ow, owoooooooooo!!!" i looked down and could see the base of his cock pulsing - shooting load after load of thick poz cum into Ben's hole. Behind me, i heard the grunts of one of the onlookers, and when i turned to look, he was emptying his load into the twink kneeling in front of him. My slimy dick was slick with lube and Trent's sweat - sliding up and down on his broad, muscular back. (God, i luv communal sex!) Trent finally let his cock slide out of the sewer hole he'd just fucked - followed by a huge, sloppy fuck fart from Ben. Trent leaned forward and gave been a tongue deep kiss - "Thanks man! Your ass is fuckin' incredible!" "Oh no, thank you!" Ben replied, still in a stupor from the XXXtreme breeding he'd just had. "Anytime you want a hole to use," he said, sitting up and reaching to stroke Trent's softening dick. "You want the door open, or closed," i asked. "Closed, I guess," Ben answered. "I really need to get up and walk around - get some water." "Come on up to my room," i offered. "I've got water and gatorade. We could all use a break!" The three of us gathered our things, making sure we had our towels and keys, and headed out into the cool hallway. The crowd parted as we walked out, half-disappointed that the show was over. They stared as three hot pigs walked naked down the narrow hallway. i turned around before we turned the corner and said to the remaining guys, "Don't worry - we'll bring him back soon, ready for more!"
