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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 -
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
versmetropig posted a blog entry in Blog versmetropig
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!"
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"Go a Little Deeper..."
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—January, 2022 There are so many people that you meet once, have good sex and never see again. Now, I do cultivate fuck buds if the sex is good, and I have a pretty good track record of men I still see. But there are visitors to the area you meet, fuck and fist and know that you are not likely to ever see them again. Such was the case with Kyle who I wrote up in ‘Wetter with Every Stroke’ back in 2018. We had a great session—and he flew home to somewhere west of the Mississippi. At the top of January I got a message on AssPig. Kyle was coming back to Grand Rapids. Could we have another session? He had to play in the morning before checkout at his hotel, but I agreed. The night before, the sling was ready to go and sitting in the living room. I’d tossed some toys in my gym bag. I was up early the next day, packed the car, sent him a text and hit the road. It began to snow. Nothing horrible, but it slowed me down—and made visibility, as I pulled into Grand Rapids, hard. I finally found the hotel, a little late for my appointed time and went in with just my gym bag. The woman behind the desk was masked and greeted me with as much ice in her tone as what was on my windshield. She asked me where I was going. I blithely told her Kyle’s name and room number and went up to his floor. But there was no way I was carrying the two big clunky bags of the sling in past her withering glance. Kyle greeted me at the door. He looked much the same as I’d written a couple of years ago: shaved head, goatee just beginning to go grey, around my age, about 5’ 9” with a body that is trim. We hugged. I told him the sling needed to stay in the car. We made do, stripping a bed and getting some protective pads on it. Kyle went to check his cleanout one more time as I stripped down to boots and jock… I lay out the toys I have brought—the egg-headed dildo, the speculum and the ass grommet. Kyle comes back in, smiling. He climbs up on the bed on all fours. No oral here. My cock is still in driving-in-the-cold-morning mode and staying plumped but at no more than at half mast. I know how to fix that. I kneel and plant my face in his inviting ass crack. He is still warm from the shower. The heat feels wonderful—and his ass tastes even better. I lick up and down his crack and then concentrate on his hole. It opens easily for me. I juice him up with as much saliva as I can muster. “You want this cock?” His answer is to take a hit of poppers. I slap his ass with the now hard and greased up dick. Once. And then again. I run my now drooling head up and down all the places I have been licking. I prod at his hole. And I’m inside. I wait a moment and fuck all the way into him. More poppers. And I fuck him hard, with very deliberate strokes. Opening his ass channel. His butt can at one moment squeeze down on me and with the next, flower open. He is now open enough for me to quickly grease and add the dildo. He likes the stretch of the head and how deep it goes. He sighs as my cock joins the toy. I fuck, loving the wetness of his hole. I can feel the ridged shaft of the toy teasing the underside of my cock. Over and over. I pull out and go back in, but under the toy—so my engorged cock head can feel the ridges. I try the grommet. But it is not to Kyle’s taste. He’s a depth over width guy—something I have forgotten. I grease up my hands. I work slowly and methodically to creep into him. My middle finger finally finds the way to his ‘second hole’ and I finger it. Kyle shakes. And has a tremendous anal orgasm. His whole body quakes. Semen drools from his dick. We stop for a moment. Then—“Do it again,” Kyle moans. And I do it again—my left hand snaking into him… * We change up and try fisting on his back. Not as good. We go back to his knees—and I do another round of hand play. We take a break. He wants to spoon on the bed, so we do. Soon it moves to him stroking my cock. My hand lazily explores his sloppy hole. “Go a little deeper,” he breathes in my ear. It is a slightly odd position, coming in across his body, but I am suddenly all the way inside him. His ass lips snap around my wrist. Kyle contorts and grinds down on my wrist. This assgasm is just as strong—quaking deep inside him and with cum running from his cock… The original, which includes a link to our first meet, is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Go a Little Deeper..." (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 9. 2022 -
Using Ross on Bed and Sling
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
North of Home—January, 2022 My first play of the New Year was with Ross, the man with the amazing rosebud. What a great way to start 2022. I went up to his house with my sling and a few toys… I am standing, booted and jocked, on the tarp I have slipped under the sling to protect his bedroom floor. Ross is sitting on his bed—which has an old throw over it. He is naked. Waiting. Expectantly. “Get down here and suck my cock.” It’s a command—but soft, almost under my breath. Ross slips to the floor, and kneels between my boots. His hands go instinctively behind his back as he inhales the aroma of the slightly used jock. My dick is plumping, just at the thought. Ross pulls back the fabric and swallows all of me, while I’m still more soft than hard. He doesn’t move his lips. Just his throat muscles tighten, massaging my dick. I harden right up—deep inside him. I finally have to pull out of him, it’s so tight. Ross proceeds to suck me in a more traditional way. Lots of tongue on the head. Lips on the shaft. A nuzzle and tonguing of my testicles. “Get under my balls.” I pull my cock up and let him crane his head around to tongue my not so secret spot where the cock ring cuts into my nut sack. I sigh—letting him know he has done a good job. “Up on the bed.” He crawls up and into classic doggy. “On your back—I’m not done with your mouth yet.” Ross rolls over and spins, so his head is hanging over the side. I stand astride his face—at perfect skull fucking position. I slap his chin first. He opens and sticks out his tongue. I slap it a couple of times—than wipe my drooling dick on his tongue to give him my precum. I let him swallow—and, as he opens again, I am fucking his face. Just half my cock for about 6 strokes. Then I surprise him with a deep thrust or two. He sputters but takes me. Loving it. Wanting more. So I oblige. This time I fuck slower—but deeper. I make him gag. A sound we both love. I pull out after I do it a second time and make him lick my balls from underneath. Then I pivot and let him briefly lick my ass as it hovers over him. He burrows in happily as I sigh. “I want to fuck you. Here—from behind.” Ross moves to present his ass to me again. I fall to my knees and eat him out. His hole flowers open with my insistent tonguing. I don’t linger—I really want to fuck. I stand up and give him my cock for the fist of countless times over the next few hours… * Ross is in the sling. But not the usual way. He is standing on the floor, his chest to the leather. His legs are spread wide. I am eating him out. His ass is very wet after that first fuck. I savor and swallow the ass jizz. I stand up. My cock goes directly into his puffy hole. I fuck. Hard and fast. His ass is wet—and making the most delightful sounds. I pause in my fucking and without needing to totally disengage, I can reach the egg-headed dildo on the bedside table behind me. Now the dick comes out of him, just as the toy glides in. Ross does an intake of breath. I fuck him with that for a moment. Then I push the toy down and push my cock in with it—sliding along the ribbed shaft of the toy. Ross is now very full. I pause. And then, leaving the toy all the way in him, fuck him as hard as I have yet today. I fuck him until his legs start to give out—our cue to move around and get him in the sling the usual way. Once his feet are in the stirrups, the toy goes back in and so does my cock. I love how tight it makes Ross feel. I pull out. Me first, then the toy. I eat his hole a little as I stroke my cock. Yup, I need to piss. I have not hydrated extensively on the journey up, but I sure need to now. I stand up and hose his ass crack with my pale yellow stream. As the piss peters out, I move my cock head inside him, giving his ass a slight shower. I go to my knees and clean up all the droplets hanging on to the hair in his crack and on his balls. Just licking him hardens me right back up. I fuck. I grab the ass grommet--the toy that adds thickness to my already thick meat. I slide inside, my cock head poking out the other end of the rubber. He takes my new girth after two preliminary thrusts. “That is incredible,” he sighs. “I feel so full.” * “Put this on.” I hand him my leather blindfold with the fleece lining. He gets it in place and lies back in the sling, expectantly. I fuck him. I rim him. I work his nipples with fingers, then tongue, then teeth. I fuck my piss flavored dick into his mouth. (It helps being tall!) I piss on his crack. Lick it up and fuck him. I take some cold water into my mouth and dribble that down him as well. All about contrast. Not knowing what is coming next or where. We flip. I get in the sling and he spends a lot of time licking my balls and ass crack. He buries his face and tongue eagerly into me. I stop stroking and concentrate. I have just enough piss left to run out of my cock, across my balls and down the cleft of my ass where he is currently tonguing. He redoubles his efforts to get every drop off me. * I have used the speculum on him. I have been fisting him for the last 15 minutes or so after the medical toy’s stretch. Fist. Fuck. Fist and fuck together. Fuck. Piss. Rim. Fuck. I am getting close. He has tried to give me all of his rosebud into my mouth a couple of times on previous rimming moments, but I have asked to wait for that until it has my load all over it. Just thinking that thought again makes my balls tighten. “You want my load?” “You know I do.” “You gonna fuck my mouth with your rosebud?” He groans out some sort of affirmative. I look down at my cock and how his ass lips cling to it. And that’s it. I blast into him. Spurt after spurt. I marinate for a long moment, catching my breath. Then I go to my knees. I lick up the cum I have pulled out. I oval my mouth and he begins to fill it. He is fucking my mouth with his prolapse as I lick up my cum and swallow… Though saving a taste for him… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Using Ross on Bed and Sling (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 27, 2022 -
FFist, FFun and FFellowship
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
North of Me—December, 2021 The Ginger Bear and I decided to do a brief meet in the run up to Christmas. I went north in time to arrive in the middle of the afternoon… The sling is still in the basement. I am glad the space heater is running. I drop off my bag and go back upstairs to wait as the Ginger Bear does a last rinse. When he joins me in the living room, we stay upstairs talking about this and that before we head down a flight. Damn. The space heater has thrown a breaker and it’s quite chilly. I toggle it back in place before I strip. I get my boots back on in a hurry—the floor is cold. I add the jock simply to keep my lube in the waistband. I kneel and lick his fresh from the shower ass crack, concentrating on opening his pucker. I am soon fucking that hole. Hard. I have brought the eggheaded dildo. I add it—and my cock. I love how it tightens up any hole. We fuck for a bit, me holding on to the top of the sling frame and letting my hips do the work. I do some speculum spreading before the first hand goes in. I crank it open—and add my cock. I watch his eyes roll back in his head. The Ginger Bear is always twisting his nipples no matter what it is I am doing to his ass. This trip I have brought some nipple forceps. They go on with a nice intake of breath from him and a satisfying snap as the handle locks in place. My left hand goes in easily after some finger stretches. Then my right. Soon, I have one hand in him and four fingers from the other adding a little more stretch. He sighs. I reverse the hand in him and stretch with the other fingers. Both of us like the feeling. Back and forth and back. There is a toy on his table I don’t recognize. It looks like a miniature fire hydrant. The head goes in easily. I have to work just a little on the bigger rim that finishes the head. Next on the toy’s shaft are four prongs (the spigots on the hydrant, I suppose.) I don’t want to just push them all in. I work to get each to disappear individually with a little ass massage. There is then another thick ring. A little more pressure and a little more massage and his hungry hole takes it as well. And suddenly we are really feeling the chill. We go upstairs and warm up. The Ginger Bear fixes a pizza with chicken and barbeque sauce that is amazing… The original is here. It went on to do an Equipment Close-Up of the hydrant toy: From My Side of the Sling: FFist, FFun and FFellowship (and an Equipment Close-Up) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 10, 2022 -
Horny 26yr old athletic femboy looking to be breed in a 10 man + gangbang Can host though only on weekends. This Saturday into Sunday 26&27th June. Really into uncut fit guys, smooth with big dicks, being rimmed, fisted and taking loads Kik: caleb_sumer
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I needed to go to town for some shopping and went online to see if I could line up some fun while I was over there. I found a hot looking guy who had several pics of him in a jockstrap. He had a nice body, thick cock, and looked like fun so I reached out to him. He responded and we discussed what we liked to do and found that we had lots of mutual interests. He’s more of a top, I’m a bottom but we both loved rimming and getting rimmed, plus lots of ass play and toys. He said he had a good selection of toys that we could use on each other. We switched over to texting rather than the app where we found each other and exchanged a few more pictures. I noticed that he was in a sling in a few shots and he confirmed that he had a sling set up in his house. I love being in a sling since it really opens my hole for whatever the guy wants to do. It’s also lots of fun to rim a guy or shove toys in his ass when he is in the sling. We made plans to meet up the next weekend and discussed what we wanted to do. Luckily, we both liked long sessions and he said that he could fuck and cum multiple times in a session. There would definitely be some rimming and toy play too. He mentioned the possibility of finding another guy to play with us and I was up for that. Max met me in the parking lot so that he could lead me to his place. I forgot to bring a jockstrap and had asked him if I could wear one of his and he agreed. He asked what color I wanted and I said red. When we got inside, he showed me 2 red jockstraps: one a traditional design and the other smaller and skimpier. I decided on that one so I stripped down and put on the red jockstrap. It fit pretty snugly and managed to hide my cock while framing my ass nicely. Max undressed and he was wearing an orange jockstrap. He asked if I wanted to parTy and we went into another room where there was another guy, named Joey, wearing a green jockstrap. We smoked and talked for a little bit before getting down to business. Like I said, Max is a top, I’m a bottom, and Joey is versatile so this should work out well. We started out by making out, fondling cocks and asses, then I started mouthing Max’s cock through his jock. I also worked over his balls and he started to feel up my ass. Joey hung aside, watching and stroking his own cock. I pulled Max’s cock out of his jock and sucked it into my mouth. I could feel him growing harder and that’s always a great feeling. He sniffed some poppers and I started to deep throat him. He was thrusting into my mouth and I was sucking him deep and working his balls and down towards his hole. Eventually, I got my mouth working down over his balls and flipped him over to work on his hole. He had sent me a pic of his hairy hole and hairy is a favorite of mine. I licked and rimmed him for a while then took a hit of poppers and I started to really probe him with my tongue. His moans confirmed that he was liking what was happening. Max moved away and started playing with my ass. He worked it with his fingers and then asked me to sit on his face. I love having my ass eaten this way so I was happy to oblige. He was a good ass eater, working around my hole and into it. He got it nice and wet with his spit. I moved off of him and we laid down next to each other. Max spun around so that his head was at my feet, got some lube, and started playing with my hole. Before I knew it, he had his whole fist inside me. He has pretty small hands so it slipped in easily but still gave me a wonderful feeling of fullness. He worked my ass from the inside for a little bit with occasional poppers hits for both of us and then we decided to set up the sling and get into some solid ass work. While setting up the sling, I told Max that he was the first guy ever to fist me. He was surprised since he said his hand slid in without much resistance. I just knew that I wanted more. Once the sling was up, we got out some toys. There was a dildo with 5 bumps on it that felt great going in and out of my hole. Another dildo was like a cock on steroids, thicker and longer than most guys. There was also a fist dildo. We worked the one with the bumps in my ass and then switched over to the cock shaped one. Even with the size, it slid right in to my ass since it had been opened up by Max and the first dildo. That one went deep and felt great inside me. Max took out the dildo and I saw that Joey had lubed up his hand. He started working that around my hole and worked it inside me. It took some effort since his hand was bigger, but he got it in and let it rest there for a bit. Then he started some smaller hand movements and a little bit of in and out. He didn’t take his fist all the way out yet but was giving me a good stretch when his knuckles got near my opening. Eventually, he did pull out and Max pushed his cock in. No matter how good toys or fists feel, there’s nothing like a good hard cock in my ass. We fucked for a while with poppers making a few appearances. Max shot his first load inside me and he sat back on a stool to take a break. I got out of the sling and we smoked some more during the break. I started to get itchy for something in my ass so Max lubed up his hand and I got back in the sling. This time, it went right in. With his smaller hand, he was able to really fuck me with his hand and we were both enjoying the ride. We switched over to the fist dildo, which took some more effort to get in. Joey had been on his phone while he was watching us and said that another buddy was interested in coming over and asked if I was OK with that. I sure was, so they told him to join us. When Matt walked in, Joey had his fist in my ass again and I was sucking Max. Matt quickly stripped down. He was fully naked but the rest of us were still wearing jocks. When Joey pulled out, I took off my jock and tossed it on a nearby table. Matt knelt down in front of my ass and dove in. He spread my ass wide open, which was easier since I was in the sling and had been worked over pretty well, so he was able to get in there deep. Matt stood up and shoved his lubed up cock in my ass. He was another excellent fucker and we played around with a lot of different angles and speeds. That’s one of the reasons a sling is so amazing. With one, you can move up or down or twist around a little bit and get a whole new set of sensations. We took another break after I got out of the sling. We all went into the bedroom and laid on the bed and talked for a bit. As you’d expect, there was fondling and making out happening. We smoked a little more and things got a bit more heated. Matt was eating Max’s ass while Joey sucked Matt. I enjoyed the show for a while, but my ass had different ideas. I went back to the room with the sling, put on the orange jock that Max had been wearing and grabbed the bumpy dildo, lubed it up, shoved a good size shard in my hole, and shoved that toy in my ass. I took a deep hit of poppers and started to really work my hole. My eyes were shut and my head was thrown back while I was moving the last bump in and out of my ass when I felt another hand on mine. I looked up to see Matt standing there, hard and ready to take over. Joey and Max came back in to watch the show and Matt and I were happy to have them watching us. Matt really liked shoving the dildo in past the last bump, which got it pretty deep in my ass. Eventually, he took out the dildo and started playing with my hole with his lubed hands. He worked a few fingers in, then more, and more, and he really wanted to fist me. He has big hands so it was a challenge, but we had all the time we needed. He would push in until I told him to hold back and that took a while but, after a big hit of poppers on my side, his hand popped into my ass. I’m sure the look of surprise and pleasure on his face was mirrored on mine. He has big hands, covered in a nice bit of hair. His forearms are also pretty hairy. Matt let me get used to his hand in me, just letting it sit there while we talked for a little bit about how good it felt. He enjoyed it as much as I did so we were a good pair. Matt started to twist his hand just a little bit which sent great sensations through my ass and body. He seemed to really know what he was doing. Then, he put some lube on his forearm and started working on depth. With the size of his hand, we already had width covered! He eventually got about halfway up to his elbow. There were a few pauses along the way and then he’d move forward another step. It felt amazing and we shared our poppers to enhance the sensations. Once he was as deep as he was going to get, he started rubbing his hard cock around my hole. Of course, his arm was still in there. He moved it around, poking a bit with his cock. It turns out that he was looking for the best place to add his cock into the mix. He lubed it up again and, with a wicked gleam in his eyes, slid it into my ass next to his arm. It felt amazing when he moved his cock in and out, stretching my hole and rubbing up against his hairy arm. He didn’t want to cum yet, so he took his cock out and started moving his arm back and forth with small movements. It was astounding to me how many different feelings I was experiencing as he rocked his arm back and forth in my ass. Matt pulled out to the point where his hand was just inside my hole. He suggested that I take some poppers for when he withdrew it. I did and he pulled his hand out of my ass. It felt good going in and it felt great going out. Except, now, my ass was empty and had been really well stimulated and opened. Matt sat back and Max came over with the bumpy dildo, which he shoved easily Into my ass along with another shard. He fucked me with that, then pulled it out and shoved in his cock. We fucked for a while and he shot another load in me. By now, Matt was ready again, so he used my well lubricated, and now cum filled, ass as his playground. He shoved in his cock and added a few fingers. I reached down to feel his cock working my ass and slid in one or two of my own fingers. Eventually, I could tell that Matt was getting close. His breathing had increased, as had his thrusts into my ass. We both took another hit of poppers and he really went for it. He bred me deep and stayed in my ass for a while after that, laying his chest down on mine in the sling. He pulled out, I got out of the sling, and we went and laid down on the bed again. After a break to recover, Matt and I both got dressed to leave. For me, taking fists from 3 guys in my ass, including one that had a cock added to it, was astounding, Until that day, I had never been fisted but was obviously ready for it. When we walked out to the parking lot, Matt told me that I was only the second guy he had ever fisted. We both were amazed at how natural and easy it was. After more than 8 hours of play, 3 loads, and 4 fists, I headed home, a very happy man. You know that I will be back.
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Almost a Double
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
North of Home—October, 2021 A few days later I drove up to see the Ginger Bear. My fingers were itching… He has moved his sling to the basement. The heater is on this time and I am still warm enough after stripping down to my jock. I get the boots back on quickly as the floor is still cold. He has hopped in the sling and his fingers are already busy with his nipples. I kneel and spit on his hole. My two index fingers slide in. I do a mini lateral stretch and then stand up and slip my hard dick into him. The Ginger Bear groans—and twists his nipples. Hard. I give him a nice friendly fuck. He groans again—so I speed up my thrusts. The basement is filled with the sound of my hips slapping onto wet, meaty buttocks. I grab my speculum. I slide it into place and do a steady crank open. One finger of my left hand plays with his prostate the entire time as I crank it open with my right. Now two fingers go into him. I have cranked it wide enough for my cock to fit through the stainless steel wings. I play with his soft red insides for a moment…stroking and lubing them up. I stand up and slide my cock between the no longer cold metal. I fuck him deliberately with slow, even strokes. I pull out and crank it shut. I slip on the black plastic ass grommet over my erection. My cock head pokes through the other end of the toy, giving me a huge girth. It takes just a moment to squeeze it all into his stretched hole. I enjoy fucking with it in place. The Ginger Bear loves it—it must feel like he is getting the stretch of a double fuck. It’s time for the hands. I lube up both with J-Lube. Fingers first. Eight of them. A real lateral stretch now. And again. My left hand disappears and his asslips clamp down on my wrist. I hold a moment. I pull it out with a slight twist. The right takes its place, disappears and I can feel the snap of his ass shutting down on my wrist. Now it is all about the back and forth. Slow. Measured. One. The other. And back again. The Ginger Bear is gasping and talking in some sort of language of his own creation. I stop the alternating hands and let my left crawl up into him. The moves are so tiny—but his reaction is huge—as I move deeper into him than I have ever gone. When I look down a good inch of my forearm is inside him. He has another shuddering moment. A deep internal orgasm. Bigger than all those that have come before. I pause. And slowly work my way out. I grease up again. I start with alternating hands. But soon I leave the left in place and start working the right in alongside it. I make it as far as the knuckles. Both hands go back to the slow in and out. I double up again. This time I can add the right past the knuckles. More gentle stretching. The Ginger Bear certainly loves the stretch from both of my hands. He tells me to try again. The left goes in. The right hand joins it, past the knuckles and the palm. Just the heel of my left is exposed. It almost disappears. But not quite. We are so close to a full double fist inside him. I pull out slowly… And we are done. His hole has had enough. We go upstairs to wash up and eat the meal simmering on the stove… A short piece that originally had an addendum about my second covid shot: From My Side of the Sling: Almost a Double (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 4, 2021 -
Palm Springs: "You Gonna Knock Me Up?"
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Palm Springs—September, 2021 Friday was another hot day, though not as blisteringly hot as my first week. I did some shopping and sightseeing around the city after a lazy morning out in the shade by the pool. I knew what I was doing tonight—I was fucking and fisting Jayce. Jayce had been to the Saturday night party. He had taken my dick in one of the slings. He was in whore mode that night, just like me. I waited my turn to get into him—watching two guys alternate on his ass. I slipped in after them. Jayce was good. I fucked some, then pissed his crack, licked him clean and fucked him harder. As I played with others, I saw any number of guys fuck him. He left early, but he must have liked what I did, for he left his contact info with my host. Jayce lived in walking distance—now that the sun had set. I took my eggheaded dildo and speculum and set off so I could get there on time… He answers the door, all but naked, in the briefest of swimming trunks. I walk into a courtyard. We go through a gate and go around the side of the house to the patio and pool. There is a sling, under a large umbrella that has little LED lights along the inside ribs to give us light. There is a table filled with lube. Another with a few dildos. Jayce is a great looking guy. He could be anywhere from 40 to 55. He has that Peter Pan look of so many well off gay men. He is around 5’7”, trim and gym built. His chest is covered in tight dark blonde curls. His hair is cut short. He is a sun worshipper and he is a lovely golden brown all over. He climbs into the sling, getting himself into the stirrups before I can help him. He grabs the bottle of J-lube, off the table to his side. “I mix it myself—but I use piss instead of water.” He wants me to squeeze some directly into him. A tray below the sling catches any overflow. I spend a few minutes working it deeper with my fingers. When he nods, I stand up and enter him. It’s a wonderfully slick hole now. I bang away at his prostate—making his eyes roll back into his head. My cock is feeling wonderful with all the wetness. I grab my eggehaeded dildo and slather it with J–lube. It takes a moment of concentration from Jayce—and then it slips right into place. He sighs. His eyes grow bigger as he sees me move to add my dick along the thin shaft of the toy. But he takes me. Easily. Eliciting another sigh and a “Well, fuck…” I fuck him this way for a bit, then pull out—just so I can have the pleasure of re-entering him again. I concentrate on how the underside of my cockhead slides along the ribs of the shaft. When I start to fuck again, it makes me moan in the back of my throat. Jayce loves the stretch and tells me so. This makes me fuck him harder. I pull out the toy and sink into him again. I fuck a few strokes before going to my knees and eating his puffy ass lips. “You are so good at that. I love your tongue.” This makes me eat him even longer as I lube my hands out of his sight line. I work the fingers of my left into him. I’m up to all four before I know it. I add the thumb. A gentle twist and I am in. “What size did you say your hands were?” he pants. “Medium.” I slowly rotate my fist in the other direction. “I can usually only take small handed guys.” I pull out, leaving the four fingers in him. I add the four from my right and do a lateral stretch. He sighs, and leans back blissfully, closing his eyes. Soon enough I have my right in him. Then I start alternating the hands. Slowly. Smoothly. Methodically. I stand up, leaving my hand in his butt. My hard cock slides down my left wrist and into his ass. My finger curl—and I slide between my thumb and index finger. Jayce’s eyes open. He looks up into the mirror. He groans. His free hand squeezes the pouch of his jock. But it is a tight fit. So I don’t linger. I pull out, apply more lube to my hand and wrist and begin an exploration for depth. Again, my left hand is swallowed up easily. Then, with my middle finger out and my hand cupped, I inch forward. I find the opening to the second hole. I slide forward a little more. His ass is welcoming every move I make. Jayce’s eyes are on the mirror. After my wrist disappears inside him he closes them. I work ever slower up into him. When I finally look down at my arm—I realize I have over five inches of it up him. That’s halfway to my elbow. Jayce opens his eyes. His ass tightens down on me with the visual of how deep I am in him. “I think…that’s it…” he breathes. I slowly slide it out. It’s only been an hour. Are we really done? Jayce must be able to read my face. “I only mean hand. You can fuck me as long as you want.” I grin. “I want your load,” he finishes. “Good and deep.” I wipe a little excess lube off the surrounding area of his hungry hole. My cock slips in the moment I drop the towel. I spend a good fifteen minutes going back and forth between fucking him hard and rimming him deep. I love the piss lube he has created—so much tastier than regular J-lube. Jayson groans. “You gonna knock me up?” His hand is all over the pouch of his jock. “I want your cum, man.” His ass is beginning to do a constant squeeze. Like on every stroke. It won’t be long now. I build it up, take one more taste of his hole, slide in and…“Fuck!” My voice is loud, filling the night air. I shudder and give him every drop I have. I don’t move. I look him in the eyes—and begin filling him with a massive piss load… The Original: From My Side of the Sling: Palm Springs: "You Gonna Knock Me Up?" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 6, 2021- 6 comments
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Evan Takes All the Black Toys
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—September, 2021 Evan, the fisting bottom from out of state who visited in May, wanted another session in the playroom before I left on my late summer trip. We made it work in the first few days of September. His first meet is detailed in Jerking Off Deep in His Ass. Evan is on his knees, waiting for me, when I go down the stairs. His shaved head shines as he hungrily looks at the bulge in my jock. He is around my age—maybe a little younger—and just as thin. I set my thermal tea cup down and grind the pouch of my jock in his face. His hands go instinctively behind his back. His tongue gets the fabric good and wet before I take my hardening cock out of it. It slaps the side of his face. I make him lick my balls before I let him deep throat my shaft. I begin a face fuck. He chokes. I pull out—with long strands of saliva attached. I use my left hand to catch them, winding the wetness around my fingers. I do it again. He chokes and I get more of the easy lube. “Up on the bench.” He scrambles up. I wipe my fingers around his pucker—fingering some of it into Evan. I kneel and make him really wet with my tongue. I spit and finger that into him, too. Again and again. I spit once more on my cock and stand up. I slide into Evan. His head pulls back and looks at me in the mirror in front of him. I fuck slowly and deliberately. I pull out and bring my cock to his mouth. “Taste your hole.” He does. His sucking is enthusiastic and rather noisy. “Get it good and wet, I am not re-lubing.” He leaves me sopping wet. I go back and slide effortlessly into his ass. I fuck him hard and fast. His hole is opening beautifully. I grab the eggheaded dildo. I lube it and slide it in. My cock soon joins it. At first on top of it—with my thick mushroom head smashing into the egg. I pull out, pull the dildo up and slide my cock in underneath the toy. I fuck vigorously this way, too. Evan is panting, coming down from a popper high. I feed him my wet and sticky cock one more time. I fuck, toy-less, this time. I shoot a quick blast of piss inside him. I grease up the big black buttplug and insert—keeping all the great juices inside him. He cleans my cock one more time—and we move to the sling. Once he is settled, I begin a light thumping on the base of the plug. It sends a vibration through his entire body. I let it fade and do it once more. I keep up the rhythm so I go from fingertips doing the beating to the heel of my hand. It makes him shudder—and he has the first of countless internal orgasms. I pull it out. I fuck him again. I fuck him once more with the eggheaded dildo. Finally, I grease up my hands… * I have given him more shuddering internal orgasms—especially when I did alternating fists increasing in speed. I give him a drink of water and take a swig of my own tea. This makes me need to piss. “You want some piss in your ass?” “Yes, Sir! Give it to me.” I stick my hard cock in him, think for a moment to help the tubes reconnect and I begin to fill him. And I am truly filling him up. I am surprised I have so much in me. Evan groans at the weight in his gut. I finish and pull out. I kneel and lick at his puffy, used ass lips. “Give me some back.” My lips are sealed around his hole. He pushes and I get the tiniest splash of piss into my mouth. He does it again. There it is. A mouthful of me. I swallow hungrily. He tries again—but we are back to a trickle, it is too deep in his gut. I reach for the thickest toy I own—one that reminds me of some pervy x-mas tree. It has three widths of ‘boughs’ for him to take. The first goes in easily. The second disappears into him with a slight twist of the toy. He does a hit and he is almost there. I back up—apply a little more pressure and another slight twist. He has it all. He pants. Then lets out a pleased howl—he has watched it all in the mirror above. I tell him to give it back to me. He pushes and I catch it, right against my chest. I grease it up and do it all again. I reach for the final black toy. The massive black dildo with a handle. I grease it up. He takes the first speed bump on it. And the second. The toy is tickling his second hole—in fisting terms. I twist. He huffs…and we are home. “I think that’s it…” he sighs. “My hole is done.” I take out the toy and wipe down my greasy hands. “But not for dick,” he quickly adds. I kneel and survey the work I have done. His hole is lovely deep red and swollen. It has a medium sized gape. I clean up the excess grease around it. My tongue touches his puffy lips and my hard on comes back full force. I love how soft his ass lips are now. Pliable. Used… I slide in…and give him the load he craves. The original post is here, with a picture of the toys: From My Side of the Sling: Evan Takes All The Black Toys (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) posted October 18, 2021 -
From Snowman to Snowbunny
imDanielle2 posted a blog entry in Danielle.. Bored in Indiana.. Stupid Virus :(
I hope everyone is able to snuggle up with someone while all of this lockdown stuff is going on... Unfortunately, at the moment I am kinda un-attached so it is just me laying in bed watching Snowman oh hulu and letting Tina keep me company tonight... Bored and poking around a little "lurking" on things around here also... I am sure the toys will end up here with me pretty soon....Tina always does that to me If you haven't seen Snowman yet, its a series from F/X telling their version on the crack epidemic during the 80's and how it began .. I am just about done with series three and it is pretty good. Sucks is that is where it cuts off and will have to wait for series 4 later this year ... But after watching this .. I am wanting to be a snowbunny ... LOL
