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[FelchingPisser] The Sex Party That Wasn't


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Detroit--May, 2012

The weekend after all the fun in my playroom, was supposed to be my third trip to Cum-Union, but the party was cancelled. More bad sex in May. It seemed like an ideal time to support a fellow Michigan pig who was trying to organize a monthly gathering. 30 some guys had rsvp-ed. But I knew how that would go. We'd be lucky to get 10...but if they were the right ones, that could be a terrific evening.

I drove to Detroit. The far side of Detroit. I arrived on the dot of 8:00pm. The host and a fuck bud of his were busy as I arrived, doing some major fisting. A third guy I've played with before answered the door. I stripped down and tried to get out of "drive" mode and into sex mode. I watched them clean up from the fist scene. Soon enough I was hard--and then in all three asses in the next 30 minutes. Two guys arrived. It was a good beginning.

The guy who was taking the fist when I arrived, finally identified himself as the first man I'd fucked at my first Cum-Union party. That was nicest moment of the evening---for when it was obvious no one else was showing up in the appointed time frame, the host declared the party was over--"Oh, finish up what you're doing, but we're done...." I looked at my watch. 65 minutes. I'd driven twice that long to get there.

I pulled out of the ass I was fucking, put on my jeans and left.

I believe I thanked the host.

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So I've included a picture to brighten up this unhappy post.

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