After the Folsom Street Fair

[Webster9]

After The Folsom Street Fair

The Folsom Street Fair is held in San Francisco, on the last Sunday in September.  About 8 blocks of Folsom Street are blocked off (no traffic allowed).  No matter what your kink happens to be, you’ll likely see it represented here.  You’ll see wall-to-wall men (and some women) sporting every kind of leather gear imaginable as well as some men wearing nothing at all.   Plus, right there in broad daylight, you’ll see dick sucking, fucking, fisting, masturbation, bondage, and BDSM, not to mention booths selling leather goods and all manner of food and drink.  From year to year the weather can be anywhere from sunny and hot to cold and foggy.  So, be prepared for either one. When the fair ends at 6 o’clock, the men scatter to the various bars, or head back to their homes or hotels to prepare for a night out at the sex clubs.

After getting cleaned up (inside and out), I got something to eat, then donned my standard outfit,  consisting of boots, a leather vest, my bare ass leather chaps, and my leather motorcycle jacket.  But, what fun is a sex club without some good hard drugs to super fuel your way through hours and hours of non stop fucking and sucking ?  Crystal meth is my drug of choice.  Before I leave the house, I like to get Spun-As-Fuck.  I load up my bubbler pipe with good quality crystals, then I stand in front of the bathroom mirror so I can watch myself hitting the glass pipe.  My favorite method is to suck my lungs full of meth smoke, then blow the smoke into a condom.  Next, I suck the clouds out of the condom, then blow them back into the condom, repeating the process about 20 times.  That way, instead of blowing the clouds out into the air, I get the full impact of those 20 hits penetrating my lungs.  Now, the meth is coursing through my entire body, and my heart is beating fast.  Holy Fuck it feels good !  It feels so good that I want to repeat the whole process, and I do, 3 more times, sucking the equivalent of about 60 additional hits into my lungs.  That’s more like it.  I can actually HEAR my heart beating !    

I got to the sex club early enough to find a parking place.  After signing in and paying the entry fee, I checked my jacket, and bought a bottle of water which I chugged down, immediately.  Gotta stay hydrated.  The place was fairly crowded, already, and the slings were all occupied.  I stopped to watch the men moaning and groaning as they hit the poppers and got their holes pounded.  I like watching almost as much as participating.  

Before long, I needed to to take a piss, so I wandered into the restroom area, and found an empty stall.  Instead of using the toilet, I aimed the head of my dick at the mouth of my empty water bottle and filled it with my high octane chem piss.  The bottle couldn’t hold all of it, so I took a few swallows, then refilled the bottle.  Now, I had a good supply of meth to suck on and keep me spun throughout the night.  Every once in a while I took a swig.  Whenever the bottle was empty, I bought a new bottle of water, and I made regular trips back and forth from the restroom, refilling my empty bottle with my own chem piss.

I happened by the slings just as a guy was leaving.  I quickly claimed it before somebody else beat me to it.  A steady stream of men wandered through the sling room, and, almost immediately, a beefy looking black guy had his hand on my ass.  Since I didn’t protest, he started unbuckling his belt.  His dick was cut and about average length, but it was extremely thick.  More and more guys gathered around, wanting to see how well I could take something that size.  The management of this club was kind of strict about using condoms, and this guy managed to get one of the cheap sex club condoms onto his fat dick, but as soon as he shoved into my hole, he said that the condom broke.  No surprise.  So, he put on a new condom.  Same thing.  After his fat dick destroyed a third condom, he gave up and just fucked me bareback, making me moan like a whore.  His super thick cock really stretched my tweaking hole, and I was sure that my eyes were rolling back in my head.  It wasn’t long before he started gasping, and his whole body jerked as he pumped his load into me.

The next guy who stepped up was a white guy who was very tall, and he appeared to be at least 20 years older than I.  The fat dicked black guy who had just fucked me, was standing by the sling, watching.  He must have seen the older guy’s dick before because he handed me a bottle of poppers, and said, “Here.  You’re gonna need these.”  I was lucky that the black guy had already opened me up because this guy’s dick was thicker than average, and it had to have been at least 10 inches long.  He took his time, entering me slowly, going a little deeper with each thrust, as I hit the poppers again and again.  I let out a loud moan when his dick head hit my inner ring.  FUCK, that was the first time I had ever felt anything like that !  I guess he didn’t want to cum yet because he fucked me a little while longer, then pulled out and walked away.

Immediately, another black guy stepped up.  He was of average height and weight, with an average size dick.  Before I could get more than one hit of poppers, he shoved right into me and piston fucked me, his thighs slapping hard against my ass.  When he shot his load, he grunted and groaned, holding his dick all the way in me, and I could actually feel the jets of cum splattering my insides.  When his balls were drained, he slowly pulled his dick out of my ass, and I could feel this hot come oozing out of me.  I took a big swig from my bottle of chem piss.  

A tall Jewish looking guy had been standing just inches away from the side of the sling.  He had his dick out, and he was stroking it.  I reached over and stroked it for him.  He told me that he wanted to fuck me from behind, so I climbed out of the sling, and got on my hands and knees on a padded bench that was located on the opposite wall from the slings.  His dick was bigger than average, but, with 2 loads of cum in me, it was easy for me to take him pounding my hole.  When he finished pumping his load deep in my ass, he pulled his dick out, and I decided to take a break.

By now, my water bottle of chem piss was empty, so I bought another bottle of plain water, and chugged it down, then hit the restroom again to refill it with my chem piss.  Now, I could really feel the drugs (tweaking ?), and my total inhibitions led me into the watersports room.  A big clawfoot bathtub sat in the middle of the room and, against the far wall was a long piss trough.  Beside the trough, a guy was down on his knees, while another guy stood right in front of him, his dick in the guy’s mouth, feeding him a generous load of piss, right from the tap.

Taking my cue from them, I decided to sit on the edge of the clawfoot tub, and wait for other guys to come in, to see what would happen.  I didn’t have to wait long, at all.  This super hot guy, decked out in black, white, and blue motocross leathers, walked in with the intention of using the piss trough …………….until he saw me.  He stepped up to the far side of the tub and pulled out his dick.  I immediately went down on my knees, in the tub, and took his dick in my mouth, guzzling his warm piss as fast as I could swallow.  I must have done a good job because he came back numerous times to unload down my throat.  Several other men fed my throat, as well.

Now, my own bladder was full to bursting.  Just as I was climbing out of the bathtub, ready to use the piss trough, a big, burly daddy bear in full leather walked in, leading a very young looking boy on a leash.  I stood with my back against the wall, and I pulled out my dick,  The daddy motioned for his boy to kneel in front of me, which he immediately did.  I placed one hand on the back of the boy’s head, and as soon as soon as I stuck my dick in his mouth, I let loose with a huge load of chem piss.  I could hear him gulping it down, managing to swallow almost all of it.  I knew it would be no more than 15 or 20 minutes until the meth kicked in, turning him into an insatiable little fuck hole.

I wandered around the club for a while, even though it was so crowded that it was sometimes hard just to make my way through.  It was a relief to escape outside to the patio where I could get some fresh air.  As I walked down the steps, I saw a very hot looking man leaning against the far wall, smoking a cigar.  He was in full leather including a muir cap and codpiece pants, with a very large, bulging pouch.  I walked over to where he was, and he simply pointed to the ground in front of him, indicating that he wanted me on my knees.  I was happy to oblige.  With one quick tug, he popped all the snaps on his leather pouch, letting his big helmet headed donkey dick burst out and flop around.  Lucky me.  

When he pointed to his big dick, it didn’t take a genius to understand that he wanted me to suck it.  I gladly took it in my mouth and went to work on it, feeling it growing ever bigger the more I sucked it.  Suddenly, with both of his hands on the back of my head, he jammed his big donkey dick into the back of my throat, holding it there as I held my breath and struggled, until I thought I might pass out.  Finally, he pulled his dick back and let me take a few breaths before he shoved his cock into my throat, again.  All the while, a large group of men were watching, keeping a respectable distance, many of them stroking their cocks and huffing poppers.

Next, he pulled his rock hard cock out of my mouth, and turned me around.  Beside us, there was a bench, maybe 2 1/2 feet high.  He grabbed my right leg and lifted it up, placing my foot on top of the bench, spreading my bare ass and exposing my tweaking hole.  I was glad that he gave me a bottle of poppers and ordered me to huff them continuously, because it hurt like hell when his huge dong started pushing into me.  After the big helmet head popped inside my hole, it was a lot easier to take, though I could feel his cock growing even bigger as he pushed deeper inside my hole, making me moan long and loud.

Usually, I’m hungry to have a cock fucking me all night long, and I’ve been gang banged more than a few times, but this stud was so big that all I wanted was for him to hurry up and give me   his load and pull out, which, of course, he finally did.  I decided that that was enough for one night.  I picked up my jacket and backpack from the coatcheck.  I fumbled around in my backpack, found my favorite butt plug, and inserted it for the drive home.

[pozcubsf]

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[Hairypdxpig69]

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Edited February 17, 2019 by bunnyspunny666
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[Webster9]

 
  

After the Folsom Street Fair (part 2)

When I arrived home from the sex club, I was still feeling a little spun, but hungry for more, more Tina and more dick.  I took hits off my favorite bubbler pipe while I checked out my favorite hookup site.  I didn’t find anything very interesting, so I posted my own ad, saying that I was a good looking, muscular, masculine bottom guy, up in the clouds, and looking to stay there.  I said that I was out of party favors, but that I would be happy to pay for my share.  I knew that a lot of tops never posted ads because it attracted too many flakes.  The tops were more likely to peruse the ads, and contact the guys who fit the type they were looking for. 

Although it was the wee hours of the morning, I got a response, almost immediately, requesting a pic, which I sent.  Then, he sent a pic of himself, and asked for another pic of me, which I sent.   He was an Asian top who was much younger than I was, and didn't appear to be my type at all (other than being a party top).   But, it was late, I wanted to keep on partying, and I wanted to get fucked, so I took a chance.  He asked for my phone number, he called me, and I agreed to meet him at his house in about 30 minutes.  I took a quick shower, cleaned out, then drove to his house where I was lucky to find a parking place, nearby.  

Where he lived turned out to be a 3 story house with 3 bedrooms rented out.  It appeared that he pretty much hung out only there in his own bedroom, I was impressed by how he had used the available space.  I couldn’t help but notice that he had hung mirrors on 3 walls, strategically placed for watching the action from any angle.  

He was quite a bit shorter than I, and had big brown eyes.  He also had huge black pupils, so I knew that he’d started the parTy early.  He was partied up but not a mess, not a mess at all.  He was wearing only a pair of shorts, that showed off a hot gym body.  This was looking good.

After ordering me out of my clothes, he wasted no time shoving a bubbler pipe in my mouth, applying the flame, and telling me to take hit after hit after hit.  I asked him how much I owed him for my share of the drugs, and, to my surprise (and delight), he said, “50 bucks !”

It was obvious right from the start that he liked being in control, telling me what to do, what position to get in, and always  pushing the pipe into my mouth.  I wouldn't call it programming, but it was definitely mind control, because I was perfectly willing and happy to do whatever he wanted me to do.  

He liked to party hard, and he pushed me to keep right  up with him.  Plus, he had to have been on Cialis, because he had no problem getting and staying hard, fucking me on and off for 2 full days and nights.

It always surprises me to see a big dick on a smaller guy, but there it was.We started with me on my stomach, my legs spread, and him using his fingers to massage Gun Oil into my hungry hole.   It felt fucking great, and made his dick rock hard.  After wiping the Gun Oil off his hands, he lined up his dick head with my hole, then pushed into me, making me groan with ecstasy.

With his dick buried in my ass, he told me to raise my head and look into the mirror that was right in front of me.  He wanted me to see him lying on top of me, and he wanted me to watch as he hit the glass pipe and blew out several big clouds before shoving the pipe into my mouth.  I took a big hit, and he told me to hold it in my lungs while he pumped his big hard dick in and out of my ass.  So fucking hot as we did it again and again.

Most of the time, he liked to have me on my back, and pulling my legs up to my chest, so he could watch my face as he fucked me and fed me the glass pipe.  The Tina made the nerve endings around my hole extremely sensitive, and he got off on administering  a kind of pleasure / torture, driving just his big helmet head in and out of my opening.  Frequently, he told me to look over, into one of the mirrors, so I could see his dick in my ass.  He wanted me to know that he was using it and owning it.

After a while he asked me if I had ever done a booty bump.  I said that I had but it had been a long time ago.  He told me not to worry, and that he would fix me right up.  He fixed me up, alright, with 0.3, shot deep in my hole, using his dick to fuck it a lot farther into my guts.  At first, it burned a little, and I was just enjoying having his dick in me.  Maybe 5 or 6 minutes later, WHAM !  A strong sensation shot up through my body, all the way to my brain.  My heart was slamming, I was breathing really hard, and my hole was wide open !

He had a big grin on his face as he slowly pulled his cock out of me, then made me beg to have it in me again.  More pleasure / torture that drove me absolutely fucking wild.   He kept alternating between teasing his dick head in and out of my opening and full on pounding the hell out of my ass.  I completely lost track of time.

I wasn’t sure if I was seeing things, but it looked like it was now light out, and it turned out that it was.  He suggested that we get cleaned up then take a nap.  A NAP ?!  But, he was in charge, so we brushed our teeth, showered, and I cleaned out again.  Back on his bed, he told me to lie on my stomach, and he laid on top of me, my wide, muscular back supporting him as he drifted off to sleep, almost immediately.  

I couldn’t believe it.  My heart was still slamming, and there was no way I was going to be able to sleep.  Besides, he had positioned himself on top of me so that his dick head was right at my hole.  Was he really asleep, or was he playing games ?  I had no idea, but, any time I moved at all, I felt his dick head rubbing on my hole.  And, the more that happened, the more I wanted it in me.

I tried to stay still, wanting to let him sleep, if he really was asleep, but, before long, I couldn’t stand it any longer, and I started bucking my hips, slowly at first, then more aggressively, going crazy at the intense sensation of his cock head on my hungry hole.  When he finally came to, he used a towel to wipe off a big puddle of sweat from my back and his chest, acting like nothing had happened.  I lost track of how many bottles of water I drank, but I was well aware that I needed to stay hydrated.

After our break, he casually asked me if I did G.  I told him I did, but that my stomach couldn’t handle it unless I had already done a lot of T.  He handed me the bubbler pipe, and told me to hit it hard.  While he was mixing up a couple  doses of G and Gatorade, I took continuous hits on the pipe, blowing out one cloud after another, even though I probably had plenty of T already in my system.

We clicked out plastic cups together and gulped it down.  The feeling was hard to describe.  Light headed ?  Floating ?  Out of body ?  He was fucking me.  It felt incredible, and we were both staring into the mirrors, almost like we were watching a porn video.  It seemed like he fucked me for hours.  He  stopped only long enough to refill the bubbler pipe, then pass it back and forth.

Again, it seemed as if there had been a time lapse, because it was now dark, again.  The G was wearing off.  A vial of coke suddenly appeared, and he told me I had to do the obligatory line of coke off his dick.  No argument from me.  He used a credit card to crush it into a fine powder, then laid out a fat line along his hard cock.  I plugged one nostril snd used a short plastic straw to snort it deep into my sinuses.  He asked me how it felt, and I said that it was mild but good, a nice little rush.  

He said that more was better, and with that, he had me rub some spit all over the head of his dick.  Then, he rolled his spit coated dick back and forth in the left over coke that he had just crushed.  At the same time, he told me to get on my hands and knees, on the edge of the bed, and use both of my hands to pull my hole open as wide as possible.  With him standing behind me, he leaned in and shoved his coke covered cock head deep into my hole, and held it there.  

Now, I could really feel it buzzing in my brain.  He slowly fucked my hole, keeping at least 3/4 of his dick in me, wanting to be sure that all the coke was completely dissolved.  He gradually picked up speed, then grabbed my hips and pounded me good and hard, ordering me to “Look in the mirror !  Look in the mirror !”  Again, I was surprised how hot it was to watch myself acting out live porn.

It was late at night, and he had to work in the morning, so we both took a shower, he changed the bed, and we both climbed in.
 

[Webster9]

After the Folsom Street Fair (part 3)

Way too soon, his alarm clock jarred us awake.  He was instantly wide awake and ready to fuck, but I was feeling half dead.  He handed me the bubbler pipe, and told me to get at it.  That brought me around in a hurry.  With me on my back, holding my knees up to my chest, he stabbed his rock hard cock into me and fucked me senseless, blasting a huge load of cum.  

[TTFN]

Was that meant to be a real short part 3