Fucking with Fist and Dick

My Playroom—October, 2016

We spoke on the fisting site almost a year ago.   He wrote me.  (As a matter of fact, I always let younger men make the first contact—and this guy was a good 20 years younger.)  He explained that while he was a versatile man for fucking, he was a top only for fisting. He wanted to change that.  He hoped I had small hands.  I told him they were collapsible, but mediums.  He didn’t think that would work.  We agreed that that we should likely just share a bottom some time.  And that was that.

Then towards the end of October, I got another message from him.  He’d taken his first fist and it had gone really well.  He wanted more.  He wanted me to see if I could open him up to my size hand.  I made sure that he was fine with me starting with my dick.  He was.   Even eager for it.  Of course I said yes.

I love it when they are even more handsome in person than their pictures would indicate.  I open the door and Calvin is there all smiles and nerves.  He’s 5’10” and slim.  His shaved head is shiny.  A thin beard and several ear piercings.    We hug and go right upstairs.  He’s naked in no time, leaving on just a black jock.

He gets right up on the bench.  I lick his hairy crack.  His brand new bottle of poppers is cracked and his hole flowers open.   My tongue sinks deep into his ass.   Soon my cock.  There is a slight extra push needed to get my cock head into him.  But he wills himself to relax and I glide in.

My dick fucks him.   He’s eager for some ass to mouth action.  I give it to him. 

My eggheaded toy with the slender shaft goes up him next.  I am able to add my cock, too.  His hole is responsive and he’s loving everything I do.  We seem to intuitively feel each other’s fuck rhythms.

We switch to the sling.  I open him with the speculum.  Add my finger.  Then my dick.  I fuck him with it in place—cool aluminum sides and hot flesh on the top and bottom. 

The bigger butt plug glides into place.  It’s time to try for a hand.  I twist it effortlessly into him.

Soon it’s all about a rotation of dick, left hand, dick, right hand, dick, 8 fingers and a lateral stretch.

We break for some rimseat time.  He rides my tongue with the popper bottle never capped.

Back in the sling, I work my hands, alternately, into his pink hole.  “Faster,” he commands me.  I speed up.  Left, Right, Left, Right.  I am now punch fucking him.  I can’t believe he’s only taken one other hand before me.

We slow down.  “My hole is about done.  Do you want to seed me?”

“Fuck, yes.”  I lick his stretched hole and add my dick.  And a load.

Calvin had such a good time—he came back in November and we did it all again.

Near Home—October, 2016

The last Sunday of the month, I went to the bookstore.  It was a totally different crowd…

I am in the gay theatre.  I am sitting against the back wall.  A man is feeding me his dick (every bit as big as mine) while a young man squirms between my legs, giving me head.  I haven’t been the man in the middle for a very long time.  I relax and enjoy it enormously.  No one seems to be in a hurry to shoot.  We are all there to have fun—and we are.

The man pulls out of my mouth.  He kneels next to the young man.  They share my dick.  They push me back and forth with their lips and tongues—offering it to the other every three strokes or so.  It’s hot to watch.  So hot, the young man shoots on my boots.

The big dicked guy takes my dick down his throat.  He’s really good.  He tongues my cock head.  He tongues my balls.  He licks up my cock drool.  He pulls me forward in my chair.  “I really want to eat that ass of yours.” 

“Only if I can eat yours, too.”  I scrunch forward, pulling my pants down to my knees.  My legs go up and his face is buried in my ass crack.  He sighs as he buries his tongue into me.  It’s a hard position to hold, especially with my heavy boots.  He lets me down.  I stand up, pull the chair away from the wall and turn it around.  I kneel on the seat, cheeks spread for his waiting tongue.  He goes to town and doesn’t stop when the door opens.  The new man watches us, unzips and feeds me his dick from the front.  I’m back in the middle and loving it.

I soon get a load down my throat.

After the new arrival leaves, I tell my ass licker to get up in the chair.  He does.  His ass is much plumper than mine---the kind I have to pull apart to get as deep as I want.  I eat away.  He grunts appreciatively.  “I knew I should have prepped my ass this morning.  But I never thought there’d be a hot dicked fucker like you here.”

He is now stroking his big cock in time to my anal tongue assault. 

“Oh, shit.”  He twists as much as he can in the chair so he can feed me his dick.  I get there just in time.  His load is huge.  When I finish swallowing I tell him so.

“A week spent with my parents” he explains.  He gives me his name on one of the hook up sites so we can breed on his next visit.

I walk around.  The crowd has thinned.  I don’t need much attention to get me off—but I don’t see anyone.  I go to the bathroom and piss.  As I come out I meet a young college kid coming out of the arcade.  “Where are the theatres?” he asks.

I tell him to follow me as I’m headed there.  As we walk across the lobby he tells me it’s his first time here.  I point out the door to the gay one—and we go into the straight one together.  He’s definitely cute in a nice button down collar way He sits on the couch, dropping his pants to the floor.

There are two men in the room.  One is a very old man also on the couch who is jerking a penis that never erects.  The other is a mostly straight, bear of a guy who I have had in my mouth many times when he’s had no other (feminine) options. 

“Who needs head?” the young arrival asks.

The Bear is there and in his mouth before I can undo my pants.  The college kid takes me in his left hand as he sucks the Bear.  He switches to me for a moment, but the Bear turns him back to his own small cock.  I turn him back.  The college kid is in heaven—two daddies fighting over his services.

“Fuck me,” he says pulling off my cock.

This is just what the Bear wants to hear.  I know he loves fuck the women who are often in this room.  I’ve never seen him fuck a man’s ass.

The boy gets on all fours on the couch.  The Bear is right there.  He tries to push in the waiting pucker.  I watch his cock shrink.  He steps away, jerking furiously on the dick that just betrayed him.

I move in and spit on the hole.  “This won’t take long,” I tell him.

“Just give me a load, man.  I want yours to be the first load I take here.”

I push in.  All the other play has gotten me really hot. 

I fuck him hard.  This excites the Bear. 

I shoot.  I hold onto the young ass, until he’s milked out every drop.

The Bear is rock hard.  I pull out—and he sticks his now spurting dick into the young, cum-drenched hole.

And I’ve never found that willing young man again.