When did you have your last fist/entered the last hole?

[Ardanwenbe]

Well, why not start a thread about your last fisting experience? let me start with mine ....

After weeks of grinding through work deadlines, glued to my desk and pretending to be a respectable citizen, my inner pig was screaming. My hole had been itching for days—tight, hungry, desperate for a stretch—and my balls were swelling with all the loads I’d been edging out, never quite satisfied. I’d been jacking off here and there, but that just made the craving sharper. It wasn’t release I needed. It was destruction.

No marathon this time—Monday morning would hit hard enough. What I wanted was a filthy reset: quick, filthy, public, anonymous, hands in and out, then home in time to fake normalcy at work. Enter: Naked Sunday at De Stammbar in Brussels, Belgium

If you know, you know: doors open at 3pm, by 3:05 you’re naked, sniffing the air thick with lube, sweat, and anticipation, and the only thing on anyone’s mind is getting holes used. No pretense. No chit-chat. Just pigs, jocks, and pure fucking intent.

Rinsing was a breeze—I’ve got it down to an art—and as I arrived, the place was already swarming with every flavor of filth you could imagine. Hung, hairy, shaved, smooth, chunky, shredded—doesn’t matter, as long as you’re ready to show me your hands or get on your knees. I slipped out of my clothes, felt the blast of cool air on my skin, and instantly felt myself thickening, my hole fluttering in anticipation.

For the next three hours, I was hunting hands. In the end, three hungry fists, working me open, knuckles deep, pushing, coaxing, making my eyes roll. I was moaning, grunting, drooling, a proper fuckpig—no names, no words, just pure animal connection.

Between fists, other guys teased my cock, chewed my tits, fed me poppers, and slapped my cheeks raw. Every hole needed attention, every nerve ending on fire.

one of the highlights? A filthy Brit couldn’t keep his hands off me. Five minutes of grinding and he was grunting in my ear, “I’m gonna cum.” I turned around, locked my legs, squeezed my wrecked hole, and milked his load straight up my guts. Waste not, want not. I could feel his spunk oozing out, mixing with lube and sweat. Fuck, that’s church for pigs.

The bar was heaving—shoulder-to-shoulder with men who didn’t give a fuck who watched them get fucked—but the real players were a bit rarer this time. Still, three fists ain’t a bad Sunday. I swapped numbers/profiles with a couple of solid boys for next time.

By 7pm, I was spent, sore, and glowing. I waddled home, ass leaking, cock soft, brain fizzing. Happy? Fuck yes. Satisfied? Maybe for a day or two. This pig’s always hungry for more.

[bareback-flipflop]

I happened a bit more than a month ago. It was so intense, long and based in hard chemming that I decided to take a longer break. A regular FF buddy visited me, we started 6 pm and finished next day 10 am around 11 pm my best FFriend joined us for 2-3 hours. When we played only two, the choreography was the following: I administered his sl, and fisted him for 40-50 minutes. Then we took a break, prepared the next round, I administered him his shot and the mine and he fisted me for 40-50 minutes. When we played three, it was different because everyone fisted everyone. 
Another two rounds were also extra when first I gave him a double shot and then he gave me in mine bottom round. 

[FallenLad]

The other week during a storm in the south of the UK.

A regular guy came round and I don't know if it was just the vibe or the rain outside but it was amazing! I came a bunch of time while caged from just him working over my hole for a few hours, by the end I could barely string a sentence together I was so physically drained. 

 

[partying.hard]

An unexpected trip to St Louis for July 4th.  I marked one thing off my bucket list: watching fireworks explode over the gateway arch.
 

I connected with a guy whose boyfriend was visiting from Kansas City. If I’m looking to hook up, I’m not into much chitchat. And within five minutes we realised we were 95% aligned in our kinks and fetishes.

all three of us are ass pigs. And we got into a three-way daisy chain fisting each other, then flipping around so we each fisted the other two.  I’ve been home several days. My ass still is quivering and I’ve got a smile on my face.

[damsonffpig]

3 hours ago, partying.hard said:

An unexpected trip to St Louis for July 4th.  I marked one thing off my bucket list: watching fireworks explode over the gateway arch.
 

I connected with a guy whose boyfriend was visiting from Kansas City. If I’m looking to hook up, I’m not into much chitchat. And within five minutes we realised we were 95% aligned in our kinks and fetishes.

all three of us are ass pigs. And we got into a three-way daisy chain fisting each other, then flipping around so we each fisted the other two.  I’ve been home several days. My ass still is quivering and I’ve got a smile on my face.

That’s said like a true AssPig 🐷😈😜

[PG1961Canada]

Been away all week on a business trip and it was just one thing after another.... ran out of playtime. So when I woke up this morning, I was horny as fuck.

My regular FWB came over and told me HE was horny as fuck too.  I ate his ass, played with some toys in his hole and sucked his balls and swallowed his cock.  He almost came when I massaged his prostate with my finger while deep throating his cock and milking his cock with my throat.

He pushed me into the sling.  I spread my legs wait and watched him lube up his cock, then my hole and that awesome feeling of a warm cock opening your asslips apart.  That hard head pushing in through the first, then second ring.  Insistent.  Picking up speed.  He moaned that he needed to breed me and he would give me a second load in a bit.  And I felt that wet warmth as he filled my guts up with his hot seed.  He just moaned and churned it up.  I could feel the slickness of my asshole and ass lips.  

I asked him to stretch my hole.  He sat on the chair, face at my hole level and he started to work his fingers in and out slowly.  Then worked up another finger, then another, until he had all 5 slowly stretching my dripping hole.  He wiggled his fingers a little and my hole just opened up and sucked his hand inside.  I groaned.  He groaned.  And then he start slow fucking me with his cum and my ass juices.  He worked his fist in and to the edge.  Then in the second hole, tickled my guts and slowly pulled all the way outside.  I could feel my ass stretching easier and easier as he pumped in and out.  Different depths each time. 

Then he pushed up inside my guts and massaged my prostate from the OTHER side and I just starting leaking cum all over the place from my cock head.  It was like a lightning bolt inside of me.  I came at least twice as he pumped my hole.

Then he pulled out.  Before I could register the emptiness of my hole, he slid his cock back into my gape.  And he wrapped two fingers around his cockhead.  He pushed his fingers and cock in/out of my dripping ass and I just kept dripping cum slowly from my cock.  He reached down and swiped some cum off my head and fed it to me.  Made me lick his fingers clean.  The taste was intoxicating.  Cum and ass juice.  Amazing.

He was able to stuff that cock up my stretched out hole.  Nice and deep.  I squeezed and milked his cockhead the entire time.  He told me to squeeze hard, then really started to pound me.  Within a minute, he gave me that second load he had promised.  Balls deep.  Way up inside of me.

He reached over beside the sling and took a big fat butt plug and slid it slowly into my ass and stood up.

Amazing session.