Travel Diary -- Boston (first trip)

[hungreole]

I've just been reading some of the amazing stuff posted here and I found some of my old Travel Diary postings that I put up on other sites and thought I'd share them here:

My job keeps me traveling around a lot and I don't get to settle in one place very long. This time I was assigned to work in

Boston and I was staying in a hotel in the Back Bay. Not knowing anyone and wanting to get off, I signed onto a group board.

I posted that I was looking to get piggy that night. As usual, I posted a photo of myself (reclining on a chair, dressed only

in a dirty jock and nipple clips, licking my Jumbo Jack Dildo).

After cleaning out, I checked my e-mail and saw I got a response from S. S was looking for some PNP including serious mutual ass play (a personal favorite of mine). His photo also interested me as he was dressed in black chaps, with a large black Rambone

Dildo sticking out of his ass. I called him and after a slightly strange call, we decided it would work well to meet up with

him at his apartment. It was close enough to my hotel that I decided to walk. Seeing that S. was into leather, I tried to

figure out what to wear, given I wasn't home and didn't have a lot with me. I had my black leather motorcycle jacket and a

pair of faded ripped jeans. So I put my cock ring on, put on the jeans (commando style), a white 'wife beater' tee shirt and

the jacket. The hotel had a back entrance you could come in and out off through the garage, so I wouldn't call too much

attention to myself (I didn't want to scare the old ladies in the lobby, with my cock tip hanging out of my pants).

I got to the address and this good looking black guy was hanging in the doorway, wearing just nylon running pants and an old

tee shirt. It was also obvious he had no underwear on from the hard on he was sporting. I asked him if he was S. and told him

who I was. He didn't seem to know who I was. I reminded him that we just spoke a little while ago and he realized his confusion. S. apologized and said that he thought I was someone else he set up a play date with. I was disappointed and started to go

but S. gave me a quick look over and told me to come on up.

His apartment was a type of railroad layout (all the rooms off a common hallway) on the third floor of a walk up. He told me

that he had roommates but they didn't mind him having company. His TV set was playing an old Christopher Rage video that I

loved, Manholes. Spreads out on his bed were dildos, lube and a couple of bottles of poppers (and of course, some glass dicks.)

He told me to take off my clothes and make myself comfortable. S. asked if I thought an eight ball was enough for us to party tonight because he could call his dealer to get more. I smiled and told him that I thought that we could enjoy ourselves with

that and gave him some cash. S. excused himself to get a couple of clean rigs from one of his roommates.

Since S. told me to make myself comfortable, I reached over and grabbed one of the pipes lying on the bitch rag. I lit up the

torch and melted some of the fresh T in the bowl, then took a nice deep hit. Then I took another, sucking this one deep into my lungs. Laying down the glass dick and torch, I lubed up one of S.'s Jumbo Jack and started to enjoy watching the video. S.

came into the room with two rigs. "I see to are getting comfortable," S. said as he put down the works and took over playing

with my hole. There aren't many things as enjoyable as smoking T and having someone work over your hole at the same time. I

picked up the pipe again and presented my hungry kunt for inspection.

I handed S. the pipe. He took a quick hit, put it down and began eating my ass with gusto. He licking my bud, nibbled, chewed

on my lips and I swear he unhinged his jaw to shove his tongue back up through my colon. I was getting into this when he asked

to get on all fours. I was enjoying the tonguing but I figured S. was the type of guy who liked to be in the driver seat so I didn't complain.

S. was still dressed at this point and decided to take off his running pants. Wow, was I happy he asked me to come up. He was bigger and thicker than some of the dildos on the bed. "I'm going ride your bitch ass tonight," S. said as he slapped my ass. Without further ado, S. slammed into me up to the hilt. It took me a little by surprise and I must have yelped. S. stopped and

asked me if I was OK. I said yes but I wasn't quite ready for him. He immediately apologized and told me that he still had

his head on about his other play date, who liked it on the rough side.

S. offered me some more smoke, which I happily accepted. I grabbed a bottle of his poppers and took a big inhale. S. took a

hit of the poppers too and began again to gently fuck my brain out. Slowly but steadily S. worked his cock in and out of my ass

until we got into a rhythm: I was able to match his thrusts in with a push back of my ass. I could feel S. getting ready to

cum and I tightened my sphincter around his tool. He filled me with an impressive load. Before a single sperm could leak out,

S. clamped his mouth on my cummy asshole and cleaned me out. I literally went weak in the knees from the sensation and lay on

my back with my head at the head of the bed.

S. asked if I was ready to slam. I didn't answer but spread my legs open, stuck a couple of fingers into my freshly fucked

hole and fished out some of his jism. I then licked my fingers clean and smiled back at him. S. didn't waste any time getting things ready. He apologized that the first slam he had fixed was only .25 and I told him that we had all night. As a polite

host, he administered me first then shot himself up next. I had enough time to lay my head on the pillow when the lovely rush

came over me. I splayed my legs wide and my shit hole called out to him, "Play with me."

S. heard the siren's call and started to play with my ass but lay down next to me with his head at the foot of the bed exposing

his beautiful puckered ass hole. S. asked me to pass him a can of elbow grease and a bottle of poppers. He then handed me his

black Rambone and told me that I didn't have to be gentle with him. So as he was fingering my sloppy hole, I started fingering

his. I thought S. would be tight, as his hole appeared shut tight. But as I heard him inhale his poppers and I barely touched

his hole, it magically gaped open.

I love mutual ass play -- you can get lost in whose doing what to whom. I could feel S. working his fingers into my eager hole

as I slid the dildo into his ass. I must have been going too slowly for S. taste as he hissed, "deeper and faster." I didn't

have to be told twice and I began picking up the pace. I was getting lost in watching S.'s ass lips sucking down the dildo,

that I nearly missed the feeling of S.'s hand entering my asshole. "Oh baby," I moaned, "fist that hole of mine." We were both getting into the abuse we were giving each others holes when his roommate came into the room looking for his pipe.

"Dammit, I've gotten go out and you didn't call me for this," said S.’s roommate. The roommate found the pipe and pocketed it.

He then began playing with our cocks. "Shit, I really have to go," he cried. "Let me at least suck your ass before you go,"

S. said licking his lips. The roommate dropped his pants and sat on S's face. S. lapped at his hole, never missing a beat

fisting my ass. So there we were; me, slamming S.' s hole with almost all of the 18" of the Rambone, S. twisting his fist in

and out of my hole, toying with my second ring and the roommate, beating his meat while S. chewed on his asshole.

The roommate was first to blow. He shot his wad into his palm, jumped off S. face and offered his seed to S. S. licked his

hand clean. Seeing that, I shot my load, which S. tried to catch in his mouth. Then S. came with a roar, coating both of us

with his cum. His roommate was very helpful and licked us both clean. After that, the roommate pulled up his pants, kissed us both and closed the door as he left the room.

S. and I lay on the bed, covered in sperm, spit and sweat. I hadn't taken the dildo out of S.’s ass and he was still fucking himself with it. He was also still wriggling his fingers in my open asshole. S. propped himself up in bed. "Hey, are you up

for a party," S. asked? Apparently S. forgot that he and his missing former playdate were supposed to go to another guy's house. Apparently S. had been partying a lot earlier than I thought.

S. jumped out of bed, leaving the dildo flopping out behind him. He picked up a towel from the floor and wiped his ass of lube.

He then went over to his closet and starting to look through it for something.

"What are you looking for," I called from the bed as I started to fuck myself with the still warm Rambone.

"My leather pants are here somewhere. This guy's into leather. You should come," he called out from the closet.

I looked up and he was bent over exposing his beautiful glistening chocolate ass lips. In an instant, the dildo was out of my

ass and I was on my knees feasting on his ass. If I could I would have stayed there all night slurring away at his manhole.

S. was enjoying it, as his dick was getting hard again.

"Let's get dressed and you can eat my ass at Joe's house."

(part 2 later)

[pghpigbtm]

well i am hopeful you will be posting more of those diary entries soon hungreole - if this first entry is any indication you have have some hot and piggy stories that need telling!

[LBRaw]

Hell man!! Damn good stuff ..... getting lost in the play is where I'm headed every time ..

[FatFuckPigMA]

Thank you for the hot story and the decently short paragraphs!

[versmetropig]

Hey man! I always loved these on Nifty and other sites and I'm glad you decided to post them here... hope you do the whole set, especially New York and Miami as those were always my favs! Thanks for posting them!

[mike43]

Mmm very hot story I want an 18 inch dildo

[streetmonkey]

Cheers for this. Really hot story. Gagging to hear what happened at the party ;-)

[talldudeAU]

Hot, can we have more please?

[hungreole]

I looked up and he was bent over exposing his beautiful glistening chocolate ass lips. In an instant, the dildo was out of my ass and I was on my knees feasting on his ass. If I could I would have stayed there all night slurring away at his manhole. S. was enjoying it, as his dick was getting hard again.

"Let's get dressed and you can eat my ass at Joe's house."

Part 2 of Travel Diary -- Boston (first trip)

S. found his black leather pants and his scummy jock was still inside them -- crumpled into a stiff little ball. S. picked up the jock and inhaled deeply. "Man, if this could talk," he exhaled and passed it to me to worship.

It reeked of sex and good times past. I passed it back to him making a mental note to suck his cock through it. He put on the jock and the pants over it. I realized that I didn't really have any leather gear with me except the jacket and that was too warm to wear after a while. He told me not to worry and he fished out of a drawer a pair of leather shorts with a slit in the back for ease access (the remnants for a past boyfriend?). He told me I could borrow them for the night. He clipped on his nipple clamps and put on his leather vest and asked me how he looked.

"Great. Are you sure you have to go to this. You can fuck me all night looking like that," I laughed as I tried to get my jeans over the leather shorts.

S. decided we should take another .25 slam before we go to his friend's house. My conscience didn't struggle much as I offered up my arm. That second rush came over me like an incredible stretch after sitting in one position for a long while. It left me loose, horny and ready to wallow. After we were able to focus, I helped him collect all of his toys, lube etc. S. pocketed his stash and we were off.

Sitting next to S. in the cab, I couldn't help but feeling his stiffening dick through the leather. Luckily we got to our destination or S. might not have gotten out of the cab. When we got to the apartment our host, Joe who was dressed only in black chaps and black leather armbands, greeted us. S. grabbed Joe's dick and gave him a big hug. S. introduced me to Joe as a new friend and we were ushered through the apartment into Joe's bedroom.

On the bed was a young guy with his ass in the air and a huge butt plug sticking out of his ass. He was wearing a harness and a leather hood that encased his head.

"I'm glad you're here. This one needs to be fisted good. He slammed about a half hour ago and he's ready," Joe said as he picked up a joint in ashtray. He took a big hit and pasted it to S. and me. "You into fisting?"

"You don't have to worry about that. I've already test drove his ass earlier tonight." S. playfully swatted my ass and began removing his pants. I followed suit and stripped down to the leather shorts.

As I was bending over, neatly putting my clothes in a pile, the ass flap on the shorts split open and Joe must have caught sight of my moist ass slips. He roughly grabbed my ass and leaned me over the bed. He told me to take the shorts off because they were going to get in the way. I wriggled out of the shorts, gave Joe full access of my kunt and started looking around for some poppers. S. saw me and handed me some. I took a hit and opened my cheeks wider, putting a welcome mat for his tongue.

Joe's thick, hot tongue stabbed me deeply once then once again and he announced that I needed a heavy booty bump for him to do his work. Without missing a beat, Joe reached over to a night stand and pulled out a point-less rig already loaded. "I don't have time to wait for you to get fucked up, this should do it quick. It's half Tina, half K - I should be able to get to my elbow in no time," Joe said, matter of factly, as he gave my thirsty hole the juice it needed.

It only took a moment or two to feel the warm glow spread down my colon and out my kunt. I saw a pair of cloverleaf nipple clamps on the bed, attached them to my nipples and assumed the hungry bitch position: on all fours, legs wide apart, ass high in the air, head and chest resting on the bed. I could see S. smile (he must have read my mind) and passed me a fresh bottle of poppers.

S. got on the bed and began playing with the butt-plugged guy. S. pulled on the base of the plug and was surprised when it popped out with no resistance. "Where's the Crisco, Joe. Let's fist these pussy boys," S. shouted and reached for a glass dick. He took a slow deep inhale and shotgunned the smoke with me. I was really flying at this point. Joe pulled the empty rig out of my ass and went into the other room. He came back with two fresh cans of Crisco and more bottles of poppers.

From where I was positioned I could see underneath the hood guy. I hadn't noticed before that his wrists were cuffed in front of him and he was completely shaved. I thought to ask Joe if I could touch his slave. Joe laughed. "Ed ain't my slave. He just really gets into being used. Go ahead. Touch him, fuck him, fist him. It don't matter to me."

I reached up and felt Ed's smooth balls. They were hanging low and heavy. "Good for me when he cums", I thought. I could hear the cheesy porn music playing in the background as Joe staring packing my ass with Crisco.

"Oooh, you are nice and loose. I wish I had another hood. I'd love to get you into a hood, too. We're going have fun," Joe said as he started to twist his fingers into my well-greased hole. I looked up and could see that S. had already gotten his hand into Ed's ass up to the wrist.

"Hey buddy, do you want some poppers," I offered Ed. He nodded yes. I tried getting them as close to the nose hole in the hood without spilling it. I heard him inhale deeply. A moment later S. slipped his hand past Ed's "second ring".

"I see you guys have been playing for awhile,” S. smiled and huffed more poppers himself. Joe's hand was somewhat larger than I normally play with and he sensed this as he slipped it in past his wrist. "Don't worry slut, I won't hurt you. I'm just going take you for a ride." Joe grabbed the poppers and took a hit and told me to take a big hit too.

Just as I was inhaling, Joe closed his hand into a fist and starting pumping away. Not violently but deliberately. I could feel myself starting to babble from pleasure. Joe twisted and twisted his fist inside my ass, adding more and more Crisco as he went along. Joe twisted his whole hand out of my ass in one quick motion and before I could react he replaced it.

"Oh yeah, pussy boy you like this," Joe said as he was milking my leaky dick.

I looked up to see that S. was going to town on Ed. I remembered to feed Ed some more poppers as S. was up to his forearm in Ed's ass. Ed's dick was dripping pre-cum all over my face and I tried to position my face so I could catch it on my tongue. I was able to catch gobs and gobs of salty sweetness.

Joe's ministering to my asshole had the desired effect and I shot my load all over the vinyl playsheet on the bed. Without letting Joe take his fist from my ass, I leaned down to clean up my mess. I hate being a messy guess. After that, I turned around and started to suck Joe's stiff dick.

Joe must have had a short fuse because he came quickly, in rapid shots, which I eagerly swallowed. Joe grabbed a medium size butt plug and shoved it up my messy ass. "I don't want your pussy to close up yet," he said as a playfully yanked on the chain of nipple clamps. He grabbed another joint and sat on the floor watching S. work on Ed. I sat down next to Joe and grabbed a hit off the joint.

S. was piston fucking Ed, pulling his closed fist out of Ed ass and slamming it back down to the forearm. "Do you think he's ready," S. asked?

"Ready for what," I thought, my ass still nicely humming from my fisting and the butt plug.

"Yes, this is want Ed's been waiting for," Joe said, putting the joint down in the ashtray.

Joe instructed me to sit facing Ed and keep feeding him poppers. S. said, "Open his mouth flap and let him suck your dick. Ed's great at that."

It took a little maneuvering but with Joe's help, I was able to sit on the bed with Ed's head in my lap and his arms behind me. I also realized at that point that Ed was completely shaved as I felt some razor stubble on his arm. I wondered if Ed had his head shaven (I would never find out, as Ed never took off his hood). S. never stopped fisting Ed throughout this procedure.

Joe kneeled on the bed next to S. and began greasing up his hand. S. roughly removed his hand from Ed's gaping hole and Joe replaced it. Joe went through his twisting motions and pulled his hand out and S. replaced his. I became transfixed by this show in front of me. But I did as I was told and kept feeding Ed more poppers. S. was right and Ed was a great sucker. Even though at this point I was flaccid, Ed was draining my cock of something.

S. and Joe's fist kept up their steady assault. I know Ed was close to cumming as he squeezed me tighter and tighter and I pulled my dick out of his mouth for fear of him biting down on it. Ed took another deep hit of poppers and came like a horse peeing all over my legs. Great gushes of sperm shot out. And still they continued to fist him.

I saw S. and Joe clasp hands and make one great fist. "Are you ready pig," Joe sneered.

"Fuck me, fuck my fisthole," Ed cried out. Ed spoke for the first time.

I half rose to see them enter him but Ed pulled me down. "More poppers," Ed half muttered. I happily let him suck them down. I could see S. and Joe churning their arms inside Ed. They knelt together in solemn prayer; sweat dripping from their bodies as they deeply kissed. They all seemed to move in unison. I could actually hear Ed singing,

lost in his pleasures.

"Do you want to fuck him or could I," S. asked breaking off their kiss.

"Please, let me, Ed wants me to piss up his ass. Bitch, give me some poppers"

I didn't want to leave Ed hanging there so I moisten a paper towel with poppers and left it for Ed to snort. I came around the other side of the bed to give Joe some poppers and saw the gaping hole they had made of Ed's ass. The huge fist they had made of their hands was easily sliding in and out of Ed's hole.

I placed the slimy bottle under Joe's nose and he snorted deeply. Joe then slid his hand out of Ed's ass, leaving S.'s arm inside to roam around. Joe then positioned himself so his cock and balls were in front of Ed's hole. Without missing too much of a beat, S. continued to slide his hand in and out of Ed's ass and jerk Joe off. S. then grabs Joe

cock and balls and pulled them into Ed's ass! That was so hot, I started beating my flaccid meat and pull on the butt plug.

Joe, Ed and S. were all moving in rhythm. I knew Joe was getting close to cumming because he was cursing and babbling. Ed was panting like a wild animal. I kinda felt left out and then I saw that S.'s dick was straining out of his filthy jock. I saw my moment.

I began sucking S. off through his jock. The taste and texture were beyond description. I was in heaven as S. was the first to cum. Ed was next -- this time he came in a small stream but his whole body quaked and spasmed. He was having a full body orgasm. Literally, his whole body was cumming with the pleasure he had received. I envied him - I’ve only experienced that kind of joy a few times in my life.

Ed's shudders sent Joe over the edge. He started calling out for more poppers as S. jerked him off deep in Ed's bowels. Joe's eyes rolled back and drool started to drip from the corner of his mouth. He was breeding Ed, with S. help, for all he was worth.

Joe slowing came around from his frenzied orgasm and started concentrating very hard. "S. slow down, I almost there," he heavily breathed between his teeth. Joe called out for more poppers and I quickly complied. S. caught my eye and gave me a little smile and motioned me with his free hand to bend over. S. quickly popped the butt

plug out of my ass and started playing with my hole as he continued to milk Joe.

"Ok pig, here it is," Joe hissed and began flooding Ed's ass with his piss.

Ed's poor manmeat tried in vain to come again but only a trickle of clear fluid leaked out of his cockhead. The churning action of S.'s arm was splashing us all with Crisco, cum and piss. S. slowly pulled his arm out of the wreck of Ed's ass and swiped his arm first on Ed's sweat soaked back, then the playsheet. He then focused his action on his other arm and my ass.

I was very loose at this point and had no problem taking S. to just below his elbow. The poppers were getting very stale but I was getting enough buzz off of them to take the abuse S. was giving. S. had made the turn past my second ring and was twisting his fist slowly around my colon. This exquisite torture could only last so long and I too had a dry orgasm. My ass clamped down on S. arm and I knew it was time to go home.

S. slowly pulled his arm out of my ass. My ass craved to have him fist me again but I knew it was time to go. I peeled myself off the bed and limped to the bathroom. I found Joe lying in the tub with Ed squatting over his face. Both were obviously quite happy. I cleaned up and dressed quickly not wanting to disturb this moment for them. While I was waiting for the cab, S. allowed me to nurse on his flaccid cock. I made sure I took his number before I left.

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