Rudy Takes the Devil's Dicks

 My Playroom—June, 2026

 

On Saturday, Rudy’s plane arrived in Detroit.  He rented a car and arrived at my house around noon.  He looked great.  We chatted for a while—and then he began his clean up as I made sure everything was ready in the playroom.  I took down the coconut oil and a bottle of J-Lube Rudy had mixed in the airport restroom.  (Something I wish I had witnessed…)  Soon, we were headed downstairs…

 

Rudy is naked.  He is lithe and well put together and very easy on the eyes.  I would never guess he’s now in his 50’s.  I am in my cleanest jock and boots.  I sit on the flattened fuck bench, my cock beginning to swell under the fabric.  He looks for a moment at the German fist porn on the television, then he focuses on me.  He kneels and reaches for my hidden cock.  He pulls my swelling dick out of the pouch, looks at it plumping in his hand, and then guides it into his mouth.  He deep throats me, making me fully hard. 

He pulls off me.  “Can you lose the jock.  I want to see that forest of pubes.”

I get rid of it.  I stay standing as he sucks my dick and licks my balls. It feels great, but I want his ass.  I tell him to get on all fours on the bench.  When he’s in place, our eyes meet in the mirror directly in front of him.  I kneel and look at his hot ass before I dive in.  I zero in on his hole with my tongue.  He moans.  I tongue fuck him harder.  He’s delicious—and opening easily to let me in deeper.  I spend a long time there.  I hear Rudy huff poppers.  He moans.  When he does it a second time, I stand up and slowly slide my cock into his hot hole.  He takes me to the root.  I grind those pubes he loves against his ass cheeks.  He groans…and I begin a slow in and out.  Deep on each stroke—and a pull almost all the way out.

I can’t keep that up for long.  My pace quickens.  I am soon pounding into his ass.  Rudy moans continually.  I pull out and bring my cock to his head.  He rears up and swallows me down, loving the taste of his hole on my dick.  He leaves me covered in spit—and I use it as lube for the next round of fucking.  He cleans me a second time. 

When I go back to his ass yet again, I reach for the Ballistic Butt Bomb.  I dip it in the coconut oil until the oval head is dripping with lube.  I twirl it against his hole.  It slowly disappears inside him.  I keep it shallow, but there is still room for me to add some of my dick.  I fuck his hole again, with my cockhead slamming into the aluminum oval.

We move to the sling.  He hops in and his ankles find the stirrups with ease.  I hunker down and lick his used holes, where even now his ass lips are slightly puffy.  I suckle them as Rudy moans.  I smear my cock with coconut oil as I do it, so I am able to just stand up and push into him.  I fuck him.  Harder and harder.  Making the sling frame groan and the chains rattle.  I pull out and let him clean my dick of his ass jizz one more time.

“I have something for you,” I tell him.  “Stay right there, I will just be a moment.”  I grab my robe and head to the freezer upstairs.  The condoms are taped to a tented piece of cardboard.

I take them downstairs, along with a pair of scissors.  “You know I went load collecting as you suggested.  This is the load off a guy I usually fuck and breed.”  I snip Julian’s load off the cardboard and peel the latex off the frozen load of cum.  It’s a nice sized nugget.  I push it gently into his ass.  Rudy shivers—both at the cold and the very idea of taking some man’s load he’s never seen or even met.

“Now, this guy stayed soft as I sucked him until the moment he came.  He hardened up as he emptied his balls.”  I cut off the bearded guy’s load, peel it back and work it into Rudy.  He squirms.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“This big one has two loads in it.  This guy had huge balls, but only a micro penis.  But I got his load.  It’s mixed with a Latin guy’s cum who usually bottoms…”

“Give them to me!”

I cut off the bloated condom, peel off the latex and work it up Rudy’s now slippery hole.

“This last one is all me…”

Snip.  Peel.  Insert.

“So cold…” he murmurs, his eyes closed.

“You’re leaking,” I tell him as I kneel.  I bury my face in his ass crack.  I find his wet hole with my tongue and taste the mix of loads that have already been in my mouth.  I lick up the overflow and actually push one nugget of cum back into Rudy with my tongue.  I stand up.  I point at my full mouth.  He nods and opens wide.  I lean across him and drool some of the mixed seed into his mouth.

My cock pushes into him.  His hole has been cooled by the four frozen nuggets.  One is still more solid than I expect.  I feel it melt around my cock shaft as I give him a slow, churning-the-loads fuck.  I pull out.  My shaft is covered.  I move to the side of the sling near his head.  He does the crane around and cleans me.  He gets every drop.  I lean down and kiss him.  We share what little he hasn’t hungrily swallowed.

I go back to his ass.  I felch a little more.  I feed it to him.  I fuck in the cummy mess of his ass again.  It is no longer cool. The heat of his hole has melted it all.  I fuck him hard, frothing the escaping cum that clings to his ass lips.

He cleans my cock again.  With reverence. 

When I go back, I grease up my hands with J-lube.  “I’m going to fist what’s left of that cum even deeper into you.”

And I do.  He tells me that if I play with his cock a little his second hole opens.  It works.  My fingers slip in—deeper than I’ve ever been inside him.

The fisting is spelled by using the Spades and the Seahorse.  I find that, with how he’s built, my right hand is easier to get into him.  I fist.  I begin a back and forth of right and left.

We take a break.  He sees a guy on screen kneeling and almost squatting on the guy’s hand.  We move the bench/table to the end of the sling so he can watch as I do the same thing to his hole as what’s happening on the screen.  He loves it.

It’s getting to be near the time he has to continue on to his parents.  I have my right hand imbedded in him.  I leave it there and milk his cock.  He explodes all over the fuck table.

I don’t try for orgasm.  I’ve had my fun—and I know I’ll see him in a week’s time as he heads back to the airport…

Finding More Loads for Rudy

 Near Home—June, 2026

I was not satisfied with just the one cum load I got and saved for Rudy’s ass (detailed in the last post).  I did something I rarely do—I went back the very next day to see if I could get more...

 

The place is crowded when I arrive.  I have to sit on the side wall near the straight screen.  There is a man standing a couple of seats from me.  He’s not particularly attractive, but he is stroking a beautiful, large cock.  I take a moment to get out my dick—and I lose out.  A man from across the room comes over to him and sucks him off rather noisily.

Damn.

I stroke to the blowjob—and once the guy shoots, to the straight video, as it’s the only one I can see from where I’m sitting.

The door opens and a hot young man comes in.  I’ve seen him here before and know he loves older men’s experienced mouths.  I start to get up—and again, the same cocksucker beats me to him.  I watch them.  The younger guy takes some time, but he soon leaves with his balls lighter. 

I am going to have to step up my game or this cocksucker is going to get all the available cum.  I watch my competition try for another.  This time he’s rebuffed.  He sits back down and pulls out his phone.

I stroke.

The door opens and a man around my age and build comes in.   He has shoulder length hair and a wicked grin.  He sits next to me.  Soon he is stroking my cock for me.  The cocksucker across the room is all agog.  I actually have someone that he didn’t get to first.  I finally reach over and grope the tall guy’s basket.  He’s hardening up under his denim.  I ask him if I can suck him.  He declines and gets up, moving quickly to the restroom.

Damn!

Then he’s back, sitting a seat away from me.  Four minutes later, he has his dick out—thin and uncut, but not hard.   In another five minutes he’s decided that he wants my mouth after all.  He waves me over.

The other cocksucker glowers at me as I kneel.   I spend a lot of time on this guy.  Even with every trick I know, I can’t really get him to harden up.  I’m just about ready to call it when suddenly his dick swells.  In that moment he empties his balls.  His cock wilts instantly—but I have a mouthful of cum.

I go to my seat, pull out a condom and drool the cum into the latex as he watches me intently.  On his way to the restroom again, he asks what I’m doing.  I tell him it’s for my boyfriend—which seems easier than the whole truth.

An old man with a micro dick has been beating, well, pinching at his dick, to the porn—and to my giving head.  I see him pull out a bandana, as he’s about to cum.  I knock his hand away and take the load.  His balls under this tiny dick are massive—and they give me every drop they’ve made.  I decide to put this huge load in a separate condom.  He watches me drool it down into a Magnum, but he doesn’t ask why…

One of the guys watching me is the Latino who loves to be fucked but never cleans out.  He has been stroking to my two blowjobs.  He waves to his fat uncut cock.  “You want?” he asks.  I go over.  He’s on the edge, too.  I take his load in my mouth.  I drool it into yet another condom.

There is a slight lull.  The other cocksucker leaves.  New men arrive. 

A young Latino who is not a regular, but who I recognize, approaches me.  He kneels and sucks my cock.  The three loads I’ve saved in quick succession has made me ready to shoot—and his mouth feels terrific.  “Damn, you’re gonna make me cum,” I mumble—and he all but leaps away from me.

“Not in my mouth,” he tells me.

At that moment, Julian, the load donor from yesterday, walks in.  He nods and goes to the corner near the gay screen.  He begins to strip—which means he’s prepped for fucking.  I go over and he leans into the chair letting me rim his slightly hairy hole.  I go up and down his crack—before really drilling into him with my tongue.  He groans.

“I wanted your cock in me yesterday,” he mumbles.

My dick is more than ready.  I push into him.  He gasps at the hard anal attack, but soon is milking my dick for all he’s worth.

“You want this load?” I grate out.

“You know I do…”

I take a hit of poppers.  I thrust a few more times and stop dead, deep inside him.  I feel myself start to ooze the load out of my cock.   I pull out—and the load comes, too.  I go to my knees and begin eating the cum I’ve just deposited in his hole.  Julian groans.  My dick hasn’t gone down—it is still raging, thanks to the vapors.  As my head clears, I feel I can shoot more.  I stand up and start to push into his hole once more.  But my cock rebels—it fires all over his stretched hole.  I watch some more cum slide into him to replace what I’ve licked out. 

But then I’m on my knees and licking it all up.  I swallow—before I realize I should have saved it, as Rudy would love that story of where it’s been…

Julian stands, rather shaky.  “Did you shoot in me or on me?”

“Both.”

Well, damn…” he grins.

And that really does sum up my whole afternoon…

Two and a Half Million

 

Sometime in the early hours of today, we hit a milestone:  my readers have visited From My Side of the Sling two and half million times.  2,500,855 as this goes to print.

That is an amazing number to me.  I started blogging in 2011 just as it was going out of fashion.  I found that I had a very different voice of so many at that time.  I didn’t exaggerate the number of my conquests.  I wrote the truth—and my readers could tell.   Some saw themselves.  Some saw the man they wanted to be.

And some saw the man they wanted inside them.  I have met so many wonderful people thanks to sharing my story.  Some personally in the playroom.  Some with emails telling me their innermost secrets. 

The set up of Blogger lets me see where the blog is read.  I have readers worldwide, but I am especially moved that my writing is finding men in countries where being gay is a crime.   

There was a time during the pandemic and right after when readership was incredibly low.  I thought of stopping.  What was the point?  I held on.  Right now, the daily numbers have never been higher.  I am sure that I will be floating around the ether for some time to come. 

So, thank you readers—those that have stuck with me for years and those who are just finding these pages.  Knowing you are out there is what makes me continue to sit down every other morning and write.

You can trust I will continue with the precept with which I started writing this blog:  reporting the good, the odd, the explosive…the truth.

Rudy Wants a Devil's Dick

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Keith Buys a Sling

 Jackson—June, 2026

The very next day after my Saturday afternoon at the bookstore (with the medical table) I got a text from Kane, the hot young man with the furry ass.  He wanted to meet at the same place.  I couldn’t say no.  He got there before me and commandeered one of the gloryhole booths.  I found him.  I went to my knees as he arched his back and ate his hairy hole.  I got him good and wet, stood and pushed in. 

We could both tell almost instantly that he had rushed his cleanout.  I hoped he’d do a rinse in the restroom—but instead he opted to take off.  I stayed and played a little.  But the Sunday crowd was small and my heart wasn’t in it.  I went home.  Feeling a little blue balled… 

 

Saugatuck—June, 2026

Which was why I was thrilled to get a text on Monday from Keith.  He had bought a sling.  It had just been delivered and he was itching to get into it.  Did I have the afternoon available?  I did—and off I went…

 

Keith has actually bought three pieces of sex furniture.  There is a sling with a very compact frame that makes it look odd to me.  He now has a rimseat that looks a lot like mine and a ‘sex swing’ that neither of us can figure out how to get into it. A package deal, I believe.

We strip—and head for the huge bed where we always start our meets at his house.  I lie spreadeagled.  Keith crawls between my legs and buries his handsome face into the pouch of my jock.  His tongue is all over the rough fabric.  He moans and digs under the side of the pouch and frees my cock.  He swallows me, slightly tumescent, but I quickly harden all the way as his skilled mouth goes to work.

Keith can’t stop licking me.  My balls get reverential treatment.  My perineum is treated to the same exquisite tongue lapping.  He keeps returning to my dripping cock head, swabbing up the precum.  I know to lie there and let him get his fill.

His own cock is rock hard from working me over.  It distends the pouch of his jock.  But I don’t reach for it.  I want his ass.

“Keep licking, but turn for me.”

He knows what I want.  He turns, straddling my chest, his face above my cock and his ass right where I can lift my head and tongue it.  I begin—as he goes back to deep throating my dick at this new angle.  I bury my face in his ass crack.  He is lightly haired back here.  I begin matting it with my tongue.

Soon I am drilling into his hole.  He groans around my cock in his throat.  I spit and poke it inside his slowly opening hole.  But I want more.

“Sit on my face.”

He moves so his legs are folded by my ears.  He sits gingerly, letting me get into him.  Then he really settles onto my face.  I love a good rimseat—but sometimes you just want the full weight of the man on your face.  Today, at this moment, that is what I want.  Need, actually.  I feel like I am incredibly deep inside him.  Keith groans loudly.  I pull his cheeks even farther apart and burrow into him.

I need to fuck.  I slap his ass with both hands.  He goes to all fours, facing the end of the bed.  I slide out from under him, grab the coconut oil off the bedside table and liberally apply it to my hard, wet cock.  I push into him.  Slowly.  He groans.  He exhales with each inch I work into him.

My overgrown bush is finally rubbing against his ass cheeks.  I hold another moment and begin the first fuck of the day.  Slow.  Exploratory.  Letting him feel my full length on every stroke.  I speed up.  His ass feels great,  Wet and clingy.  I am soon slamming into him, my panting matching his.

“Let’s move to your new sling.”

I pull out.  His hole gapes.  I bend and soothe it with my tongue.  We go out to the living room where the sling has been set up.  We spend some time getting the sling high enough for how tall I am.   Keith gets into it.  He tells me he’s comfortable and I begin eating his hole again.  I can’t get enough of it today.  I swear I can taste myself deep inside him.

I stand up.  I fuck.  The sling moves well with me.  He is at the perfect height to give his hole a hard fucking.  I grab the side bars and pump into Keith as hard as I know how.  I slow.  I pull out and eat his hole once more.  It is incredibly juicy now.  I lick and swallow—which makes my cock even harder.  I stand up and plow into him once again.

I suggest we move back to the bed.  I am thinking the rimseat is handy there—and I don’t care who gets under it first.  Before I can say anything, Keith is on all fours on the bed—right by the edge so I can fuck standing up.  Of course I slide into him. 

I fuck.

Keith moans.

And everything changes.  My balls need release.  Now.  My cock goes into overdrive.  I pummel his ass.  Keith is panting.  “You’re going to load me, aren’t you….”

I grunt something that sounds affirmative.  I can’t believe I’m going to shoot so soon—but my balls have had the two previous days of play without shooting.  They want release.  Right now.

I try to slow down—but I can’t.

“FUCK!”

I begin firing into him.  Keith groans and clamps down on me, milking my cock for every drop.  I stand stock still and let him do it.  When he releases me, I slide out and kneel to lick up the pearl of cum escaping his hole. 

Keith rolls over.  He begins jerking his dick.  I slide a finger into his cummy hole.  I find his prostate and begin teasing it.  In no time, he shoots all over his hairy chest.  I swab it up and finger it into his hole to mix with mine…

The Hot Ass on the Medical Table

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Saturday Night at the Sex Club: "I Want Your Cock to Open Me Up"

 Lansing—June, 2026

 

(This picks up right after the last post…)

 

I was more than ready for my picnic supper that I’d packed and left in the car.  I drove to a shady spot a few blocks away from the sex club and relaxed.  I ate.  I read a little.  But soon enough, I wanted to get back and see what was happening…

 

The atmosphere has changed.  Men are now on the hunt with much more determination.  I make the tour.  I get some head in the maze from a hot Italian guy.  He likes my cock—but as soon as he realizes I’m not giving up a load, he loses interest. 

I wander. 

I go piss. 

As I am leaving the restroom, a stunning woman enters.  She is in a short, tight skirt with a blouse tied at the midriff.  We nod to each other and I go back to my rounds.  I end up in the main lounge, watching some BDSM porn.  Men are sprinkled around the room watching the various screens. 

The woman walks in.  She goes to the stripper pole and begins swinging around on it, arching her ass to the man sitting closest to her.  He gets up and caresses the curves.  The skirt is short to begin with and it rides up as the man has his hands all over her ass.  There is no underwear—and I get a flash of a cock cage.  Well, well…I rarely see Transwomen who are totally passable.  But here’s one—and she is working the room, engaging all the men here.  She chooses one and they go to the other end of the building, trailing most of the other spectators. 

I go into the dark room.  I sit on a chair in the corner.  Soon a man crawls out from a dark corner and feasts on my cock.  I can’t see anything about him.  But his mouth is good.  When he’s had enough, he crawls away into the blackness.

I wander.  I find the hot Transwoman on all fours on a couch near the gloryholes.  She has a guy in her mouth and another in her ass.  As I watch, a large dollop of her precum drips from the cock cage onto the couch.  The man in her ass gets off.  He’s condomed—and it’s very full.  She disengages from the man in her mouth, sees me and comes over.  She stands next to me and bends to play with my hard cock.  Her ass is inches from my face.  I begin to tongue her freshly fucked hole.  Her cock oozes again—but this time my hand is there to catch it.  I smear her precum on her asshole and lick it up.  She moans.  Her hands are all over my cock, but she has yet to put it in her mouth.  I finally ask if I can fuck her.  She turns and whispers in my ear.  “Honey, you’re just too big.”

She chooses a man sporting a regulation six incher and leads him to a booth with no doors.  A crowd watches her suck him and then to get fucked.  This time it’s bareback.  It’s a fun watch, but I know I won’t change her mind.

I go back to the dark room.  This time I’m the one who sucks an anonymous dick in the back corner.  He holds my head as soon as he knows he’s going to shoot.  He gives me a big load to swallow.

He leaves and I stand up.  But before I can tuck my cock away, a hand reaches out and takes it.  His hand is large—with thick fingers.  He strokes me briefly, before he goes to his knees and begins to suck.  I touch his head.  It’s clean shaven.  I know nothing else about him other than he gives good head…

*

I wander. 

In a hidden alcove, I find the hot Transwomen taking another man in her ass.  He has a pencil thin dick.  She told me the truth; she likes them small.  He pistons into her fast and furious.  I don’t bother to wait for his cumshot.

I go to the gloryholes.  Sitting in the one without a door is a hot young man.  He’s thin and stroking the curved version of my dick.  He sees mine hanging out of my jeans and motions me over.  He hefts it.  I touch his.  His mouth covers my cock.  Not for long—more of a sampling than good head.

“We are so alike,” he says, as my dick leaves his mouth.  Other than 40 years difference in age, I almost say, but stop myself.  “We are the cream of the crop.  We can have anyone here we want, just by showing them our dicks…”  He hefts me again, kisses the tip and all but sends me on my way.

I hear the sling.  It’s a hetero couple—and they have closed the doors of the caged surround.  No additional cocks needed.  But he does have a cute ass that’s fun to watch pound her.

I wander.

I go back to the dark room.  There is a threesome happening.  I make it four as one of them pulls me into it.  The four of us are wildly different in size and age—and no one cares.  All of us suck.  All of us get sucked.  It’s an oral free for all—and I can barely see the participants, except for the diversity of dicks.  Three white, one black.  Two cut, two uncut.  It’s a great moment.  And none of us want to stop.  It’s all about the pleasure of the suck and the sharing.  It’s not cum driven at all—though I sense we’d all welcome it if it happened.

Finally, one man pulls away and leaves.  Then another.  The guy left keeps sucking me.  Then his damn phone goes off and he is lit for a moment as he turns off the ringer.  He’s gorgeous and half my age.  He goes back to work…but the spell has been broken.

I wander.

The next time I check the dark room, a man is obviously bent over in the back corner and taking it in the ass.  I move carefully.  I can’t see much—but there is a ring of hard cocks around him.  I stroke and wait my turn.

I feel movement next to me.  “There you are Daddy.”  It’s hard to tell at first, but it’s the young man with the big curved dick.  He’s with a handsome older man.

“Ask him,” the guy says to the younger one.

Curved Dick looks at me for a moment.  Then: “I don’t get fucked very often—but I want your cock to open me up.  Will you?”

“Sure.”

We move to the other corner of the dark room, where it is slightly lighter.  He drops his pants and leans on his friend, arching his ass to me.  I go to my knees and begin rimming him.  He groans.  It sounds really loud in this small, dark space.  I love that the other bottom being railed begins being vocal about his pleasure, too.  I lick and spit, getting his small, tight hole open.  I stand up. The guy reaches back to me with a condom.  A regular sized one—that wouldn’t fit him either.

“I have a Magnum.”

He turns, making sure I roll it on.  Then gets back in position.  I inch into him.  Truly.  So tight.  I rub his back, hoping to relax him.  I am finally halfway in.  I begin a slow in and out.  I add more lube—and work all the way in again.  He is moaning and beating his cock with his right hand, while his left is around the neck and shoulder of his friend.

“He’s a tight one,” his friend murmurs.  “He won’t let me fuck him, you should feel…”  He never finishes the sentence as the young man groans.  It’s almost as if he shot—but he hasn’t. 

“Fuck me harder,” he grunts out.

I try.  I get almost my entire length into him.  But he has not relaxed.  I pull out and start all over again.  This time, my full-length pumps into him.  He yelps and pulls off me, twisting around to face me.  “I can’t.  Sorry…”

He pulls up his pants and is gone.

The bottom in the corner seems to be done, too.

I wander.

I see the younger man who was my first fuck when this space opened after the fire.  He’d sucked me forever this afternoon as I had the daddy in my mouth.  I ask if he wants a load.  He does.  We go to the maze.

He strips off his pants, leaning on the back of a chair.  “Breed me, Daddy.”

I kneel and taste his hole.  He’s been busy tonight—though I hadn’t seen him once this evening.  There is load leaking out of him.  I lap it up.  Perfect.  I swallow, stand up and push in.

“Churn those loads,” he moans.

“More than one?”

He moans.  “At least three…”

I pick up the pace.  “Well, here’s number four!”

And I’m there.  Firing deep into his fucking cummy ass…