Four on One--Julian Gets Used

 Near Home—March, 2025

 

I have often talked about how good sex can either sate me or make me want more—and I never know which it will do.  The Saturday that just took two posts to recount it all was one that flipped my switch to off for a bit.  I was content to wait six days before I went again.  It was now a Friday, a day that was seemingly good to bring out the men…

 

I walk in.  I like what I see.  In the corner, under the gay screen, Julian (who I used to call Blond Bottom before I learned his name) is getting head from none other than On His Phone (the occasional top who spends more time scrolling than having sex.)  Julian smiles at me as I sit, facing him.  My usual chair has an occupant, so I sit across from Julian.  OHP is stroking himself as he sucks.  I like that he has pulled his pants so far down to get at his dick, that his ass is on display.  I take out my cock and stroke.  

I look around.  There are five or six additional men here, including the Voyeur.  All have their cocks out—and a pair of them are giving the other a hand job.  They are watching the cock sucking, not the videos.  I watch Julian’s face.  He’s enjoying the attention.  I idly wonder what would happen if I licked the ass on display, but I stay where I am and stroke.

On His Phone stops sucking.  He stands up, sees me, and acts embarrassed.  He heads to the restroom.  Julian is on his feet and walks over to me, his thick cock swinging.  He goes to his knees and sucks me.  This is only the second time his mouth has been on my dick and I enjoy his skilled tongue.  He is eager to get me good and dripping for his ass.  My hand keeps squeezing his shoulder.  He moves to my balls and I close my eyes to really appreciate how good he is making me feel.

I open them again when he stops for a moment to catch his breath.

“You are really over dressed,” I tell him.  “I need to eat that ass.”

He stands up and strips.  He folds his clothes and tucks them under the chair he was sitting on.  Fully naked but for dress socks, he kneels again in front of me and sucks my dick.  I can’t take my eyes off his hairy ass.  I want it.  Now.

“Give me your butt.” 

He stands up.  I go to the floor and for a brief moment have his precuming cock in my mouth.  But only a moment.  He wants what I want—my tongue in his hole.  He kneels in the chair next to mine, presenting his ass to me.  I dig in, making him moan.

The Voyeur is now right by his side.  He offers Julian his long and thin ebony cock to suck as I eat out his hole.  Julian takes him into his mouth, stifling the moan as I begin a harder tongue fucking.

“Fuck him,” hisses the Voyeur.  “Let me see your dick in him.”

I stand up.  My cock is raging.  I push in my freshly lubed cock.  Slowly.  My cock is swallowed inch by inch.  The Voyeur’s eyes are riveted to his ass as I finally grind my full pubes against his hole.

“Fuck him hard!”

I begin.  Slowly.  I build.  I slap his ass.  The sound fills the room.  And it brings On His Phone back to our corner.  The Voyeur, seeing him, pulls out of Julian’s mouth so the smaller cock of OHP can replace him.  The Voyeur just moves a bit so he can keep watching the three of us while stroking. 

A third man comes over.  He is a young Latino who has played in situations like this with me before.  He has a hard time staying hard one on one, but group scenes keep him stiff.  OHP pulls back and lets the new cock go into Julian’s mouth.  I love that Julian has now had three hues of dick in his mouth in about ten minutes.

I keep fucking.  When the Latino moves back, I pull out of Julian’s ass.  I move to his mouth.  “Taste your hole.”  He eagerly lunges for my wet cock.  He cleans me thoroughly.  I turn to On His Phone.  “You want his ass?”

“Yeah, in a minute.  Let me watch you fuck him again.”

I am just fine with that.  I kneel and eat his freshly fucked hole.  I moan a little and add more lube to my cock as my tongue is busy.  I stand.  All eyes are on my cock as it goes back into Julian.  The Voyeur jerks fast.  The Latino hardens up again.  On His Phone kneels so he is inches away from my cock, watching it split Julian’s ass open.  I fuck him slowly, pulling most of my shaft out of him with each stroke.  Showing off for the horny men.

“Let me take it,” says OHP.  I pull out and let him go in.  “He’s so fuckin’ wet,” he moans as he sinks into Julian.  I move to Julian’s mouth and once again he has two dicks in him at the same time.  I stand still and let him suck.

OHP is fucking fast and furious.  He can never last.  And that is totally hot to me.  I know he’s going to give him a load for me to play in.  And moments later, OHP howls out his orgasm.  He stays in Julian a long time, marinating in his own sperm.  When he pulls out, I go to my knees and clean his dick.  He knows I love this from all the times we’ve done Brayden together.  He stays—and watches me push my face into the freshly bred ass.  OHP drops big loads.  I tongue the crack.  I burrow into his hole. 

I hear Julian jerking as I felch the load.  “Lick up that cum,” hisses the Voyeur.  A hand holds me in place.  I assume it is his, but can’t tell.  I’m not wanting to go anywhere anyways.  I lick up every drop I can find.  He releases me, just as I am running out of air.

I stand up.  My cock head is incredibly red.  He wants inside Julian.  Now.  I push in.

“Fuck him,” says the Voyeur.

“Fuck in my load!”

“Use him!” from the Latino.

All three are watching me rail into Julian.  His ass is still incredibly creamy.  There is no way I’m not going to blow my load.  Julian strokes faster.  It’s almost a race to see who will cum first. 

I do.  I grab his hips and hold on as my body shakes.  This set him off.  He shoots on the faux leather chair seat, his ass spasming, milking my dick.  I stay inside him for a long time.  When I do pull out, I go to my knees.  I taste my own load mixed with On His Phone’s cum.  I reach under Julian.  My hand finds a puddle of his own semen.  I swab it up and wipe it down his ass crack.  Now, I taste the mingled juices of the three of us…

Learning to Suck Big Dicks...and a Hot, Hot Ass

  Near Home—March, 2025

 

(This is the second half of my afternoon at the bookstore.  See part one:  Naked Bears and Road Worker’s Naked Ass.)

“Take my cum, ass hole…” and I hold in place.  I think I actually do give Road Worker some semen, as I feel my big head swell even more.  But it’s not the intense orgasm, not that you’d know it from the way I’m grinding into him.

I pull out.  Roughly.  He fingers his wet hole.

He’s suddenly all smiles.  “Keep the poppers,” he says, as he gathers up his clothes and races to the restroom.

The Choker goes instantly to his knees.  “Let me taste his ass on your cock.”   He gobbles me down, groaning as if he has just sipped some classic vintage of wine.  He finally pulls off me.  “That is the best,” he mumbles, all but smacking his lips.  We watch as the departing Road Worker, now dressed, exits the room. “Such a whore…” he smirks and goes for another taste of him on my dick.

Once I sit down again, the Choker has another round on my cock and balls.  He can still taste Road Worker on my ball sack having thoroughly cleaned my shaft.  He sucks and licks and swallows happily.

And a good thing.  There is a lull.  The bears and the young man take off after watching me fuck Road Worker.  New men filter in slowly.  No one exposes his cock.  At first. In twenty minutes or so we have six or seven guys watching the porn and three are hard and stroking.

A larger guy in a flaming red sweatshirt enters the room.  He is tall and carries his extra pounds well.  He is likely mid-30’s.  He sits next to a man a good deal older than me.  He reaches out to touch his hard dick.  The older guy stands up and indicates for Red Sweatshirt to follow him into the restroom.  They stay there for 10 minutes or so.  I hear them come out and only Red Sweatshirt comes back into the viewing area.  He must have had success.  He sits next to a guy his own age.  His new quarry has no interest in him.

Ten minutes go by.  RS gets up and sits next to me.  He looks at my hard cock, shiny and achingly erect.

“Wow…”

“Thanks.”

“I’d love to try sucking that,” he whispers.

“Sure.”

“Here or the bathroom?”

“Here.”

He seems surprised.  But game.  He pauses.

“The thing is…well, I have only just started sucking dick.  I don’t know if I can take it.”

“The only way to learn is to do it.”

He nods.  Gets up.  And kneels in front of me.  I let go of my cock. His big hand reaches up and he take hold of me.  With a death grip.

“Ease up.  Caress it, don’t strangle it.”

He does.  He leans forward and takes me in his mouth.  His tongue connects with my piss slit.  He’s a natural.  But my girth and his teeth are an issue.  I show him how to cover them.  And he does—and it works.  He begins to lick and suck—but is wary about taking me too deep into his mouth.

He pulls off me.  “Ok?”

I tell him I love his tongue work.  He beams.

I mention I like guys to take my length, too.  He looks worried.

“Try it.”

He does.  And takes half of my cock before choking.  He pulls off me panting.  He is determined.  He takes a deep breath and goes down on me again.  Another inch.  He pulls out.  Pleased.  A deep breath and another inch goes down his gullet on the next try.  He comes up panting and all smiles.  “Almost there!” he grins.  He does it again.  Almost all of me.  I touch the back of his head and he swallows me to the root.  And it feels great.  I flex my cock head deep in his throat so he can feel me.  He groans, sending wonderful vibrations all around my buried shaft.

He comes up for air.  Panting and grinning.  “I did it.”

“And it felt good.”

This makes his grin go wider.  “Let me do it again.”

This time he takes me in one try.  All the way down and he squeezes me with his throat.  I flex my cock head, making it swell.  He pulls up and tongues the head by way of a thank you.

“Now my balls,” I tell him.

He leans in and begins licking.  His tongue feels great.  He works diligently.  He even lifts them and licks around my cockring without instruction.  Then he spoils it by trying to Hoover both balls into his mouth at the same time.  I wince.  He gets it and takes them one at a time.  That feels great.  And I tell him so.

He nods and takes the other one into his mouth.  When he’s done there, he works slowly up the shaft and spends time with my juicing piss slit before taking me to the root one more time.

He pulls off me.  He looks up, unexpectantly.

“That felt great.  I’m sorry I don’t shoot easily.”

He nods.  “That’s okay.”  He looks down at my cock and back up to my face.  “You taught me a lot.”  He smiles.  “Thank you for helping me be a better cocksucker.”

My hand ruffles his head in appreciation.  “Practice makes perfect.”

He nods—and in 15 minutes he is down on another man—and getting the load…

*

The Choker sits next to me after yet another session on my cock.  We watch a young man arrive.  Good looking, short dark hair and a bubble butt that fills his jeans.  He sits on the other side of the Choker.

We watch porn.  I stroke.  The young man kneads his mound.  The Choker watches the young man.  “You want that cock sucked?” he finally asks the guy.

He gets a shake of the head.

“Then you should let me eat your ass.”

I can’t believe it when the young man stands up and drops his pants.  He juts his firm, round and youthful cheeks at us.  The Choker goes to his knees and eats his hole out until the guy is panting. 

“Damn, you taste good,” says the Choker on the only time he comes up for air.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” the young man with the hot ass groans out.  “I need a cock in there.”

“That’s not me,” says the Choker.  “That would be him.”  He points to me.

Hot Ass looks over at me.  “I’m not sure I can take that, but I’ll try.”

I stand up.  Hot Ass fishes in his pants and passes me a condom for slim cocks.  I shake my head and pull out a Magnum.  He kneels on the chair.  I kneel behind him.  I tongue his wet hole.  The Choker has done a great job on opening him up.  I roll the condom down on my cock as I lick and spit.  I grease it up as Hot Ass moans and tell me to fuck him.

I stand up and slide in.  He gasps.  But takes it.  Even squeezes down on me.  And then does that annoying reach back to make sure I have the condom on.  He grunts and now grabs his cock which must have erected, which neither the Choker or I have seen.

I begin a steady fuck rhythm.  It is so odd to go back to latex now.  I miss the wetness on my dick.  And the heat.  I can feel some, but not what I’m now used to.

“So good,” Hot Ass croons.

The Choker goes to his knees beside us to watch the fuck at eye level.

I build.  Harder.  Faster.

Hot Ass strokes in time with my thrusts.

And it’s all over.  He blows a huge load on the seats. 

Hot Ass twists off my cock.  The Choker makes a move to suck me and then remembers the condom.  Hot Ass mumbles something, pulls up his pants to his knees and goes off to the rest room.

The Choker’s hand mops up three fingers full of semen off the chair seat.  He licks himself clean as I roll off the condom…

Naked Bears and Road Worker's Naked Ass

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Four Asses...and some ripped jeans...

 

Michigan’s weather has been bouncing back and forth between cold, miserable days and some really glorious weather for March.  Today is a beautiful day and I will be hiking out in a nature preserve during the time I am usually writing a blog post.

It’s a good day for a break—as I have just finished my February exploits and next time I will begin looking at this month’s fun.  So, to keep you all entertained, I will share some pictures a fuck bud sent me.

 

Four beautiful asses…and something to make them feel good…

His Tongue

 Near Home—February, 2025

Even if you are a new reader, you know that I love variety with sex.  Something slightly different, to make the encounter stand out.  On the last day of February, I had just that experience.  It was a busy Friday at the bookstore; fun, but not memorable until…but I’m getting ahead of myself…

 

I walk in.  There are 14 men here.  And most of them are at least jerking their cock, if not actually engaged in sex.  This is the most men I’ve ever seen here in the new video space.  I find a seat against the wall, opposite the entrance door.  I can see both screens.  I unzip and pull out my hardening cock.  The cocksucking couple is here.  Shy One comes right over.  His warm mouth takes me to the root repeatedly.  I can see his partner, Shaved Head, actively working on a man in a dark corner by the gay screen.  Shy One goes for my balls.  I sigh.

A man across the room gives up his jizz to a hungry sucker.  Shy One glances up and watches the guy leave before he goes back to my dick.  When he finally stops, Shaved Head takes a turn, having finished off the guy in the corner.  I relax into the chair as I feel him go to work on me.  When his knees tire, I see my usual seat is open.  I move.

The seat next to me is a guy in his 50’s I don’t recognize.  He eyes my cock.  Soon his hand reaches out and replaces mine.  I reach for his.  We jerk each other.  I stop.  He stops.  I ask if I can suck him.  He gets flustered and shakes his head.  His hand is off me and he makes a show of watching the movie.

A tall man, with a big chest and a big dick sits on the other side of my stroker.  I have sucked this guy before.  We nod to each other.  He has a man on his dick the moment it is out.  My stroker watches the action, trying to just keep glancing over, but soon he is staring at the sex happening next to him.

The cocksucker changes.  The guy with the big dick has great staying power.  The new man is sure he’ll get the load.  He doesn’t.  I wait a minute, then kneel in front of the guy.  He smiles.  My stroker looks shocked, but is beating his meat faster.  I go for the guy’s balls, ignoring his cock.  Neither of the other men had licked them.  I get an instant groan of pleasure out of him.  I get them good and wet.  I take only one at a time into my mouth, with gentle suction.  Only then do I slowly lick up his shaft. 

“Fuck, yes…” he hisses.

I work hard for another three minutes, but I get the reward.  He gushes out his orgasm, his wet balls pulling up so tightly they almost disappear.  He squeezes my shoulder, as I lick him clean. Hhe takes off.  I sit back in my chair.

“That was hot,” my stroker whispers.  “You like sucking cock?”  There is some disbelief in his voice.

“Sure.”

We watch the screen in silence.  His hand is back on my cock for another moment.  And then he excuses himself.  “I need to go out to my car.  I’ll be back.”

He never returns.

No one is on me for a bit.  The crowd has thinned.  The room count is still likely a dozen, with a few new men taking the place of those who have left.  A man in his late 40’s in a knit hat (not the same guy from the previous post) is working on Shaved Head’s cock.  I’d watched him earlier with another man, who he got off very quickly.  Now, in the same back corner where Shaved Head got a load, he is being sucked himself.  I watch the video, but listen to Shaved Head’s breathing.  It is quickening.  In moments I hear him give up his load.  The cocksucking couple leave quickly, after a wash in the restroom.

I watch this new cocksucker go down on a guy off to the side.  He works intently.  And gets the a mouthful of cum.

More men leave.  Soon there are just two behind me and the new cocksucker.  He is wearing a denim jacket, the knit hat, jeans and motorcycle boots.  His hand disappears down the waistband of the jeans to find his dick while he is sucking.  His face is rather weathered, but pleasant.  He walks over to me.

“May I?”

He waits for my nod to go to his knees.  His face goes to my balls.  He inhales.  Deeply.  And sighs.  He licks up the shaft.  He takes just the head in his mouth.  His tongue is everywhere.  You can tell he is all about sucking—and has the skills of a man who’s been doing it for a long time.  He rarely takes me deeper than two inches, but when he does it is that much more electric.

He moves back to my balls, but is now getting them wet with tons of saliva.  Just like I had done, he takes only one at a time into his mouth, giving them all the attention.  He goes back and forth, repeatedly.  I jerk my dick and squirm.  It’s been a while since someone has spent so much time on them.

Now he gently pulls them up.  He begins licking my cock ring.  Everywhere along it his tongue can reach.  And now above and below it.  He wants my perinium.  He stops and looks up at me.  The look in his eyes is one of real need.  I unbuckle my belt and he pulls my pants down to my ankles.  I hunker down in the seat. He pulls the straps of the yellow jock out of his way.  He licks down my taint, stopping before he hits my tight pucker.  Up and down, leaving tons of saliva that drips down onto the chair.

He comes back up to my balls.  He licks them, still one at a time.  Sucks them.  And goes back again.  He is driving me crazy is in the best possible way.  His tongue snakes down my perineum again.  It hovers just above my asshole.  He stops and rocks back on his heels, looking at my exposed ass.

“You want to lick my ass, don’t you?” I murmur.

He nods, not quite looking me in the eyes.

“You really want it?”  My voice is still hushed.  I realize we are alone in the room; I didn’t even notice the two men leaving as his mouth was so good.  “You like to lick top ass?”

Now he looks at me.  “Please, Sir…”

I nod.  My legs come up and go on his shoulders. He goes for it.  His tongue flicks lightly over my pucker.  Repeatedly.  I stroke harder.  He licks off all the sex sweat from today.  He all but rolls it around his tongue like a fine wine.

He begins to drill into me.  He is making the hottest mewling sounds of pleasure as he licks my asshole.  Deeper and deeper.  I stop stroking my cock and concentrate on his tongue.

He comes up for air.  “You should take a hit of poppers,” he murmurs, handing me his brown bottle.  I do.  The fumes envelop me as he begins to tongue fuck me in earnest.  I touch my dick and then stop myself.  I want to prolong this moment.  His face is now plastered between my butt cheeks.  He pulls back, breathless.

He passes me the bottle again.  I inhale.  His tongue connects as I re-cap it.  He digs deeper.  And deeper.

My hand grasps my dick.  I stroke—and blow a massive load on my stomach.  I am shaking.  He stops licking and just holds my legs on his shoulders as I start to come back to reality. 

I love that he pulls a bandanna out of his back pocket and begins cleaning up the pools of semen… 

And He Pointed at My Cock...

 Near Home—February, 2025

After nearly three hours of fist and toy play with Evan, I didn’t want to do anything the next day.  I’m not even sure I could have.  Fisting does a number on my back.  It’s something about how I hunch over to line up my arm properly.

But Monday dawned and I knew where I was going.  I took off right after lunch.  I didn’t expect much, but was I ever wrong…

 

I go in, and once again it feels darker than usual.  There are lots of seats taken.  My usual seat is filled by a big bear of a man I do not know.  I see the Shy One sitting in his usual spot.  I hear Shaved Head giving oral around the corner near the gay screen.  I opt to sit in the other corner, where I can only see the straight screen, at least until people clear out.  I stumble over the foot of a man in the seat next to the one I am aiming for.  I apologize and sit.

The guy is not offended at all.  He’s all smiles.  He grins, recognizing me.  He is an older Black man, with snow white hair.  He used to be a regular, back when there were two theatres here.  He loves my dick—and vice versa. 

I sit and look around, as my eyes adjust.  There are at least 10 men here—and Shaved Head is the only man working the room.  I unzip and take out my hardening cock.  In a few minutes I have a helping hand from my seat companion.  I love the contrast of his ebony skin wrapped around my very white meat.

“I think I should suck your dick, by way of apology,” I whisper.  I go to my knees and take his hard cock deep into my throat.  He sighs and rubs his hand across my cropped hair.  He is juicing nicely.  I keep going back to the head and licking it up.

He leans down.  “Let me do you,” he whispers.

I sit back in my seat and he goes to his knees.  It has been a good four months or more since I’ve seen him.  I had forgotten what a good cocksucker he is.  I look around the room.  Shaved Head is on a new man—one sitting where I can watch him work.  Shy One is also sucking dick, as is a man I’ve never seen before.

Shaved Head gets a load.  The guy giving it up is noisy about it.  And he beats a hasty retreat out of the room.

My guy comes up for air.  “I’d forgotten that you take forever.”

I smile and nod.

Shaved Head comes over, nods and sucks my cock.  Just a few moments in, Shy One gets a load.  Shaved Head senses it, stands and the two of them leave.  I find it rather sweet…

Men leave.  Others arrive.  Not many I recognize.  We are now up to 12 men.

The door opens and a guy in his 50’s comes in, wearing a knit hat.  It stays on his head as he works the room.  He moves right to On His Phone and goes to his knees.  He coaxes a load out of him in record time.

Knit Hat moves next to the youngest guy in the room.  He is rewarded quickly.

He must be good.  I make eye contact with him.  He looks right through me and sucks the man next to me.  This time he has to really work for the load.  But he gets it.

I nod to him as he gets up.  He ignores me again and moves to a man across the room who is just opening his fly.  Knit Hat kneels and begins work on his fourth dick in under half an hour…

*

The personal has changed again.  Mostly because Knit Hat has gotten at least seven guys off.  A couple of guys have refused his advances.  I keep waiting for him to get to me, but he never does.

A regular comes in.  He is the guy who is rumored to only suck new meat.  He is my age with silver hair and beard.  We nod to each other as he sits across the room from me.  I have moved to my regular seat so I can see both screens.  One Time Only, as I dubbed him, unzips.  He has a very hard, regulation sized dick.  I expect Knit Hat to be right on him.  And he tries.  He is refused.  Knit Hat does not take it well.  He stomps out of the room.

The door opens a young daddy enters.  Not a gay young daddy, but the real thing.  The kind you lust over in the park as he pushes his youngster in the stroller.  He is well dressed, especially for here.  His hair is short, in a military cut.  He stands and sees there are two screens.  On the straight there is very big chested woman getting fucked between her breasts.  On the gay screen is a five-man orgy.  He sits where he can turn to see both, but he only looks at the titty fuck.  At first.  Then he keeps sneaking peeks at the much louder, hotter orgy.  His jaw actually drops open as the orgy ends and a thin young man holds his hole open for two tops to dump their loads.  He quickly looks away.

One Time Only smiles and nods at him.  The young daddy nods to him and then sees his cock is out.  He looks away.  And back at it.  OTO gestures for him to sit next to him.  I think I am going to enjoy watching his seduction of the young daddy into One Time Only’s skilled mouth. 

They both look at the straight screen.  Up there, semen is all over her boobs.  The scene changes and a long spate of set-up dialogue starts.  I look back to the two of them.  I can’t believe it.  Young Daddy is on his knees sucking One Time Only.  OTO face is a mix of surprise and pleasure.  In moments he is moaning and shooting into the young daddy’s mouth.

The young daddy gets huge points for swallowing the load.  He mumbles something to One Time Only which I can’t hear.  OTO points to me.  WTF?

With semen still on his lips, the young guy gets up and walks over to me.

“You do have a big one,” he says.  He kneels without asking and takes just the head of my cock into his mouth.  His tongue is busy, if not skilled, but the scenario is so damn hot I don’t care.  He works down my shaft.  He gags once, but masters it.  He settles into giving me some really good head. 

His hand brushes my balls.  He pulls off me and licks them, moaning at the smell of me. He nuzzles and licks for a long time.  Then his tongue works back up my shaft and swallows most of me.  His fingers gently touch my wet balls.

Holy fuck!  I’m going to shoot.

I grab his head and begin to fire.  The first shot is in his mouth before he goes deep to take the remaining five or six spurts I his throat.  He can’t get enough of my cum.  He licks up every drop, smiling sheepishly.  He stands up.  His cock, hidden from view, is obviously erect.  I touch the mound…

And his phone goes off.  He races out the door.  Never to be seen again. But likely only until the lure of it all comes over him again…

*

This is why I never tire of going and reporting on what I find.  A day that was moderately good at best, became superb.  And I would love to know his story…

Evan Tries Out the New Toys

 My Playroom—February, 2025

I couldn’t quite believe that it had been a full year since Evan, a Chicago area fist pig, had been to my house.  We had tried a couple of times during that year to re-connect, but two busy men could not make schedules mesh.  Until now.  He arrived in the late afternoon, with three sex toys, a bottle of vodka and a bouquet of chrysanthemums.

After some time in the shower, he poured himself a drink and we chatted as I got the flowers into a vase.  He began to unwind from his drive.  He was really ready to go…and soon we headed down the stairs, carrying the bag of three dildos…

 

Evan’s eyes light up as he sees the sex toys (given to me by frequent commentor, GaryM.)  They are on a new rack which I saved from a trip to the dumpster during my brother’s move.  It now holds all of GaryM’s contributions to the playroom and new restraints my brother gave me.

He unpacks his toys, placing them on the bed.  He has also brought his bottle of K-lube.  I lean against the fuck bench.  Evan goes to his knees and sucks my cock for a bit.  But he can’t wait to get on the bench himself.  He makes himself comfortable and it’s my turn to kneel and lick his fresh-from-the-shower hole.  It opens for my tongue easily.  My cock stretches it more. 

I remember he likes ass to mouth, so I pull my cock out of him and he revels in the taste of his hole on my engorged dick.  I head back and fuck him again.  He is opening more and more.  I grab the egg-headed dildo, grease it up and work it in.  My cock follows.  He groans.  His ass is being stretched just like he likes it.

I remove the toy.  I work in three of my fingers.  He takes them as if they were nothing.  My cock slides in next to them.  I fuck, loving the feel of them alongside my cock.

The Seahorse, the curved dildo with ridges, is next.  This is new to him.  He loves how the end finds the opening of his second hole.  I reverse it, so the curve is going the opposite way—and he can take it just as deeply.

He asks for one of his own toys.  It is a curved, copper colored toy with three bulges in the shaft.  It is slightly firmer.  I grease—and he takes a toy that is likely in his hole a lot.  I work it in and out and then go back to the Seahorse.

We move to the sling.  He loves to be fisted on his knees, but is happy to give them a rest.  And I want to see his face as I insert each item.  I reach for the speculum.  It feels small after the sizable toys already in him.  But then I begin the slow crank open.  His face goes from surprise to pure bliss as I keep working the crank.  He can’t believe it when I stand up and slide my cock in with it.  I often talk about how I love the cool metal on my cock.  Not today.  His ass is so warm it has heated the stainless steel.  I fuck him hard—stretched wide open.

I grab another of his toys, a double headed dildo.  He wants some depth, after the side stretch.  It goes in easily.  And deep.  Another toy I am sure is an old friend.

                                                                             His toys

Now it’s the clear toy with a bulge and a handle left by GaryM.  He loves the smoothness of it. Then I switch to the Ballistic Butt Bomb.  The hard stainless-steel bulb makes him gasp.  He loves that I can add my dick to fuck.  I do, too.  My dick head keeps hitting the bulb, giving me a great new sensation. 

He asks for more length again.  I grab the toy of mine that is five balls of increasing circumference.  He takes four of them.  We try a second time.  It’s still four, not quite the last one.  I tell him I have only met one man who can take all five.

I move on to a very unforgivingly rigid toy.  It is long with a handle.  There is a tapered head, but it goes quite thick.  Evan loves it.  I use it on him again and again.

I slow things down.  The last time he was here he took a length of chain.  (There is a pic of it on the previous post.)  I tell him I am going to use a chain on him, but one with slightly bigger links.  I grease them up and work them in, link by link.  You can hear the clink as they pile up deep in his gut.  It is an 18-inch length of chain and he takes 13 inches of it.  I want enough outside of him for me to hold onto with my greasy hands.  He takes a hit of poppers before I start pulling them slowly out.  Each link stretches him as it pops through his sphincter.  We do it again.

And only after all this, do I grease up my hands and work the left into him.  Then the right.  Now eight fingers with a lateral stretch.  Back to the left, gliding in and turning inside him and out.  The same with the right.

I grab the three-tiered butt plug.  Not surprisingly, he takes it with ease.  I work it in and out.  I decide to try the inflexible hand shape toy given to me by GaryM.  Again, it slides into Evan easily.  He likes the firmness.

I use my hands again.  A lot.

I call a break.  I slip in his copper-colored butt plug.  He squeezes down on it and it shoots out of his ass.  I catch and re-insert it.  It slips out of him again and this time my hands are too greasy to hold on to it. 

We rest on the bed.

When he’s ready, I re-lube just about everything under the sling for a second round in his ass.  A third for some of his favorites.  I work so his hole alternates from being stretch wide to being stretched deep.

He has seen the two massive black dildoes given to me by GaryM.  He wants to try the slightly smaller one.  Even after all the play, it is a slow insert.  But he takes it.  To the hilt.

We return often to the Seahorse and his curved dildo.

We have been at it for hours.  Finaly, he calls a halt to the work out.  His hole is spent.

We go up to eat the casserole I have been slowly cooking in the oven…

 

                                                   Freshly washed after dinner.

 

Evan’s last time in the playroom is HERE.