Will Throws A Party--At the Sling

St. Louis--February, 2012


He’s big.  Tall, with a barrel chest from doing all the right things in the gym.  His thighs are thick.  And he has an ass to die for.  Will has a hole that likes big things.  Including my cock and my fist. I have played with Will the last three or four trips to St. Louis.  A few times at the bathhouse and, last year, he hosted a party in my honor at his home.  When he saw my travel ad on BBRT he contacted me and asked if we could do another group on Sunday night at his house.  It was the perfect cap to a great weekend of sex.


I’m stripping in a beautiful Victorian dining room.  It’s exquisitely furnished.  A mahogany table with matching chairs sits in the center of the room.  I’m tossing my Levis on one of them.  Two roman emperors watch me, their busts sitting on fairly tall columns on either side of the archway.  Glass doors of a curio cabinet filled with porcelain act as impromptu mirrors.  Once I’m down to my boots and jock I head up the servants back staircase to the second floor.

He’s invited about six other men not counting his partner, who picked me up at the hotel.  His partner, Brian, is my age, with an average build and a good seven or so inches.  He likes fucking  Will in front of others--and loves watching others use his man.  I look quickly around the upstairs.  It’s laid out the same way as last time:   a lounge showing bareback porn is in the middle with three bedrooms for play.  Two bedrooms have beds and one has a sling.

No one else has arrived, so I settle in on one of the couches and say hello to some sort of frou-frou dog.  He is white and brown and slightly shaggy--and wants to do nothing but lick me.  Everywhere.  The porn is not exactly to my taste, but good enough to get me hard.  Brian walks in in a scruffy bathrobe and smiles.  He sits and openly beats his cock, staring at the screen and at me in about equal measure. The doorbell rings and I hear Will greet arrivals downstairs.

While they are stripping in the dining room, a naked Will comes up the front stairs and sticks his head into our room.   “Come fuck me.”  Both Brian and I get up and head to the sling room.  Will is in place, his beautiful ass towards us.  Brian is right there.  A quick coat of lube and he is in and fucking his boyfriend.  I stand to the side an thump his massive chest with my hard cock.  Will twists around to take me in his mouth.  The guests are packing into the remaining space.  A tall and handsome African-American  stands to the back.  An older white couple who have driven in from western Illinois to play with us are twisting the new arrival’s nipples and cupping his cock with their always moving hands.

Without warning, Brian grunts and shoots his load.

“There.”  He looks right at me.  “Something for you to play in.”  He pulls out.  I kneel and lick his cock clean.  “Felch my load, fucker.  Eat my jizz outta my boy.”   He pulls me off  his cock and directs my face into Will’s dripping hole.  I do what he tells me.  I’m rock hard at the taste of his cum mixed with the taste Will’s ass.   When I finally surface, Brian is gone to attend to other arrivals.  I glance at the three men stroking.  I give them a crooked smile, slap my cock on Will’s balls and enter his ass.  I know I’m in the spot light.  I give my audience a show.  Long strokes to show off my cock and Will’s hole.  Then a quick speed up until I make the chains rattle.  Finally the older top comes over and gets his cock in Will’s mouth.

“There is so much cum in here,” I grunt to no one in particular.  I pull all the way out and bend to lick up the jizz my cock head has pulled out.  I revel again in the mix of tastes.  And feel a mouth on my cock.  It’s a new arrival.  A white top of my age and inclinations.  His cock is trussed up in an elaborate metal cock ring that looks like it must hurt.  And he’s a talker.  He keeps a running commentary on what I taste like; what I must be feeling as I stick my cock back in Will’s ass; what Will must be feeling as he’s stuffed with a cock at either end.  Soon I give over to the new arrival.  I make him clean me, then the trussed up cock disappears.  I  move over to the free side of the sling, smearing my moist cock on Will’s chest.  Soon the older top and I are leaning in and making out over Will’s chest--as Will alternates between our cocks.  The man in his ass keeps up a steady run of dirty sex talk--and in moments churns out a load.  I’m surprised--that’s two cum shots in the first 40 minutes.  The dirty talker stays in place to marinate in the stew of cum.  I move back around and kneel in at the base of the sling.  Slowly he works his cock out.  He has a cock with a smallish head, but it swells to huge proportions mid-shaft. It is bringing a lot of cum on it.

“Here, boy,” he says to me--and stuffs his dripping dick in my mouth.  I clean him.  Then he pushes deep into my mouth and cuts off my air.   I have to pull back, lick a drop off his balls, and slowly, lazily clean around Will‘s hole.  It‘s two loads but looks like four or five have been shot into him.  I lick until there is no trace of cum on his ass cheeks or exposed hole.  I rise and thrust in.  My cock is swimming in cum.  I haven’t felt such a full hole, since that time the Breeder helped load a Michigan boy with 16 loads.  I gasp.  I control myself and think myself out of cumming.  I lean forward and whisper to Will how good his hole feels on my cock.

We kiss briefly, and then share the older top’s cock which he gives to both of us to suck.  I get lost in sensation as I lean across Will.  A hot man.  A hot ass.  Filled with hot cum.  A hot cock that is drooling into our two mouths.  I’m in some sort of heaven reserved for pigs.

I’m brought back to reality as I feel a thick finger work it’s way up my spread ass.  I look behind me--the African-American top slaps his large drooling cock against my butt cheek and reaches for the lube…