This last weekend it came home to me how few times I've actually fucked another man because one of the Tops who had been enjoying me commented on how much he liked the way my ass felt inside.
"Don't we all pretty much feel the same?" I said.
"Oh, no," he replied. "It can be very different. You're like warm, soft velvet, but wet. Some bottoms aren't like that at all."
I realized that I could only recall about five times I've ever fucked anyone, and none of my encounters had ever been like wet, warm, soft velvet. I remembered one who was wet but rubberlike, one who was warm but somehow gritty (even though he was clean), one who opened up so much past his sphincter it was like fucking a bottle, and one whose body temperature was colder than mine, and so his ass felt cold as welll as loose.
This same weekend, I took one guy who wanted me blindfolded, which focused all my attention on the sensations of his very long cock working my ass. When he first entered me all the way to his balls, he let out an involuntary gro-o-o-o-o-o-an of pleasure and surprise at how good he felt - I love it especially when the aggressive, dominant guys do that, lose just that tiny bit of control when they discover what I feel like, and I get that a lot.
But it hadn't really occurred to me that bottom ass could be all that different. I guess, if it can, than what Tops enjoy must be a matter of personal taste. So, Tops, what kind of ass do you like best? When you plug in, what kind of conditions do you hope to find? For most guys, "clean" is a given, but beyond that, is there a consensus on what makes for prime fucking? Is there a type of ass that sets a bottom apart?
My latest adventure....
I headed down to the sauna last week – the first time I had been there in months. The familiar excitement gripped me when I stripped off in the changing room (it was a “no towels” day), lubed up my arsehole and walked naked into the sauna which is on three floors.
I climbed the staircase to the first floor, passing a variety of nude men of all shapes, sizes and age groups (though mostly older guys) and felt the Viagra kick in and my cock begin to fill out.
Just off the corridor is a small dark room with a walk in wet room area for piss play, and an open area with a fuck bench in the middle.
Several old trolls stood around wanking and waiting. I saw a figure standing in the piss area and stepped into it. He was tall and thin and was holding his limp cock tightly round the head.
On a whim, I sat down on the cold, wet floor and looked up at him. He pointed his cock at my face, released the head and began to piss over my face. The stream got stronger and I opened my mouth to taste it and let it dribble and splash over my body until I was drenched.
Another man stepped into the area, coming close and watching the other man piss on me. His cock grew hard and I took the opportunity to suck it as the man stopped pissing by squeezing his cock again.
It was a beautiful cock – long and smooth with a slippery mushroom head.
I got to my feet and bent forward, spreading my buttocks so he could see my hole was lubed and ready.
Wordlessly, he got behind me and slid his cock up inside me. As he began to fuck me, I felt a warm trickle on my backside, then a stream as the other man pissed over me, the warm liquid splashing over the cock as it entered me.
After a while, the automatic shower turned on to wash the floor, so he stood back, stepped out of the cubicle and pulled me over to the bench.
Dripping with piss, I blushed with shame as the other men watched me being led over to the padded bench and forced face down onto the leather. He got behind me and I felt his cock slide up me again and his body lying on my back. Figures gathered round to get a better view.
“Dirty little pig, aren’t you?” He growled in my ear and I could only groan in response as he fucked me.
“Wallowing in all that piss,” He whispered. “Yeah. And we know what else pig’s want, don’t we? They want to get knocked up.”
He slapped my bottom and thrust hard into my rectum.
“That’s it. Open your little hole for me. Gonna give you some dirty cum to go with that dirty piss!”
I gasped with pleasure and excitement, knowing what he was going to do, and welcoming the thought of taking his seed.
“Ahhhh…yeah.. here it comes you pig!” With that he thrust hard into me and shivered in orgasm. I felt his cock throbbing in me and knew I was being filled with sperm.
After a few minutes, he pushed off me and slapped my bottom. “Thanks, mate.” He laughed and left the room.
I lay there gasping, drenched in piss, with his toxic sperm dripping from my hole.
I’ve noticed there is always some troll eager to take advantage of me when I am vulnerable and exhausted after being fucked. Some old troll too ugly or too filthy to get his cock accepted by anyone.
Sure enough, as I lay there gasping, I felt calloused hands on my hips and a thick, stubby cock probing my dripping hole.
As it slid up me, I glanced back and saw a fat, pale body, and a sweaty face with matted mousy hair and a glimpse of what looked like bruises on his torso.
But his cock felt so good I could only lie there gripping the bench as he fucked me. I felt fingers probing beneath his balls and a finger pushing into me next to his cock.
“Fuck, he’s wet!” said a voice. The man in me didn’t last long. Puffing and panting, he shot his load, filling me with spunk and goodness knows what else.
He pulled out and my gaping hole released a wad of sperm over my balls.
“Who else wants to fuck him?”
I rested my head on my arms and sighed, giving myself up to the pig in me as they lined up to breed my arse…
This morning at 6:00 AM I received a couple of phone calls from my man, Ford. Honestly, initially I blew-off the calls, however once I got up I texted Ford, letting him know I would be running errands most of the day. However, as he apparently really wanted to get into my ass, he persisted, joking I was busy tricking with other guys, and simply didn't have time for him. Eventually he convinced me to come over to his place when I was done running around.
When I was done with my errands I stopped by my place, and fortunately had enough time to give myself a good cleaning out. The I left for his place, and upon arriving, as usual, the door was unlocked so I walked in, only to find Ford chatting with a woman. I was slightly thrown-off, but they quickly concluded their conversation and she left. Ford and I immediately went upstairs and spread a sex blanket on the floor, we undressed as he looked me over, a big smile on his face. Whatever he was thinking was cool with me. The chemistry between us is great, and undressed Ford is a fucking Greek god with his tall stature, heavily muscled body, thick dick and heavy balls, and that beautiful cocoa dark skin.
We start smoking a little to get in the mood, doing a little deep throating before Ford told me to lay back and relax, as for a first, he sucked my dick to the base, deep-throating my seven and a half inch uncut medium thick brown dick. I would have been happy if he had continued sucking me, but instead he paused, stepped into the bathroom where, I imagine, he cleaned himself out. After an absence of a few minutes the bathroom door opened, and as he approached I hoped to myself he wouldn't smell of soap, and to my pleasure, nope, his balls still had the delicious musky male aroma.
As I lay on my back, Ford lubed up his ass and my cock, crouched over my pole and slid it right-up his hole. Damn if his muscle ass didn't swallow up every inch of me. He road my cock, and I responded by thrusting every inch of my cock inside his ass, eventually getting him on all fours so I could take him from behind. I fucked him for several minutes, and in pausing, found it kinda hot that when I withdrew, some of his clean ass juices plopped onto the blanket, looking like a lump of cum - but I could tell it was just good old ass slime.
Ford was apparently done bottoming for the moment as his inner top took over. He had me lay on on my back, and, scooping the love juice from the blanket, he fingered it into my ass before adding some Vaseline and lube to the mix, then pushing his dick inside my hole. His dick felt absolutely perfect, having just the right amount of thickness to give my ring a stretch and make me feel it and moan in approval, yet also having just the right length so I would recognize a big boy was bruising my guts. As he fucked, he commented the lube was quite creamy, almost as if I had come pre-loaded. I wish!
For the next 30 minutes or so, we switched into various positions including me on my stomach, and him on top of me facing the opposite direction, head to feet. Finally Ford told me to get onto all fours, having me back-up onto his dick, and taking the active role in bouncing up against his cock. s me get on all 4s and lets me back up and bounce against his dick. He had been fighting the nut for a while, having several times told me he was close to cumming, so when he next cautioned me, over and over I intensified my thrusts against his cock until he all but shouted "I'm cumming," and cum he did, cumming so violently I could actually feel the individual spurts of his cum blowing into my ass.
After Ford had recovered his second wind he fucked me a little longer with that fat dick of his, but finally, his energy spent, he withdrew. Turning to kiss him, I found a sweet honeysuckle scented puddle below my ass. "Is that your nut?" I asked.
"It's yours," he answered, adding "it oozed out of your hole."
I think there was romantic innuendo there. Cool. We cleaned-up, dressed and I was on the road.
As I still hadn’t actually nutted, once I got home I got my nine inch dildo, lubed it up and proceeded to continue the fuck the hell out of my ass while laying on my bed. The dildo was about the same thickness as Ford's cock, but somewhat longer as I like to keep my ass ready for that occasional cock which can push past the second ring.
After extensively working my ass, I finally I got off, spurting everywhere. Cleaning the dildo, I found it nice and frothy and smelling like that honeysuckle from the blanket. Mmmmm. I’m gonna have to ask Ford if he wants me showing up pre-loaded next time. Good thing I’ve been freezing my loads.
I'm curious for how many guys piss was an acquired taste and how many guys took right to it.
I'm normally super versatile and switchy but when it comes to piss in my mouth, not so much. I mean, it definitely happens a lot but usually it's me kissing a bottom after he's been drinking from me. (I'm veg and drink so much water my urologist told me to make a point to drink *less* water, so I know with me I can essentially expect slightly sweet salty tasting warm water.) I've drank other guys piss before and enjoyed that act of doing so but even when I enjoy it I'm likely to gag (and possibly throw up)... my body just has an aversion to certain strong tastes and smells, piss apparently is one of those 90% of the time for me. I rarely do it outside of reticence D/s play for this reason, just in case. So, it stays confined to one of those things that counterintuitively I like to do sometimes so long as I don't have to look happy at all doing it.
I know a lot of guys really like the taste though--- this makes me curious if any guys grew to like it over time, or if it's just mostly a thing that you either like it or you don't.