Carlos Comes to the Playroom

 My Playroom—October, 2026

 

At the end of September, I met a great cocksucker at the bookstore—which I wrote up as Late Night Treat.  We’d exchanged numbers that night.  I soon heard from him.  He wanted more.  I asked if he could come over on Saturday afternoon, the second Saturday of the month.  He could—and I learned he lived just a few blocks away from me.

Carlos showed up right on time.  We went downstairs.  He was a little awed by the playroom.  He sat on the bed (fully dressed)—and I sat on the flattened fuck bench (in my robe.)  He wanted to talk—which was good, for I knew I was in for some great cock sucking, but I didn’t know if he wanted more.  I soon asked if he wanted to be fucked—and if he’d cleaned out.  He looked confused and shook his head.

He told me was from Spain—and was studying in the US.  He found English harder to master than he’d thought.  We talked for some time, of his school and our last meet.  Once he was comfortable, Carlos began removing his clothes.   I loved the black hair that was growing everywhere on him.  His uncut cock, which I barely saw at the bookstore, was beginning to grow as he put his clothes on the chair.

I opened my robe.  My cock was mounded in the clean yellow jock.  He knelt before me…

 

“Yes…” he hisses softly.  He tentatively reaches out and cups my cock under the fabric.  He gently squeezes me before peeling the fabric away from my dick.  It flops out, lengthening fast.  He takes me into his mouth—and this tongue goes to work.  He’s every bit as good as I remember.  His tongue is all over my head and my shaft.  He drills into my piss slit.  I sigh and lean back on the padded bench.  He licks my balls for a brief moment, before doing his memorable repeated deep throating of my cock.

Over and over.

Making him choke—and gasp for air.

Then he does it all again.

I stand up and fuck his face.  He likes this.  It makes his cock drool.  I ravage his throat as he grunts out his pleasure.

I sit back down and let him be in charge again.  His mouth is everywhere.  Head.  Shaft.  And back again.

Finally, he stands up to stretch his legs.  I lean forward and take his wet cock in my mouth.  He’s surprised, but he lets me.  I am treated to his copious dripping precum.  My tongue works inside his tight foreskin.  He gasps at this—and helps pull it back with his hand.

When I stop sucking—he goes to his knees and does me yet again.

“Do you like having your ass eaten?”  I ask.  I really want to explore his hairy crack.

He shrugs and we change places.  He kneels on the bench at my instruction.  His butt cheeks are generous and hairy; the crack is a forest of dark, kinky hair.  I kneel and begin to lick up and down his crack.  He groans.  He finds the mirror to the side and watches my every move.  I now have him panting as I lick around his hole.

Carlos sighs again and says “You can fuck.  I wash inside and out.”

“You want me bare?”

“Si!”

I have brought the coconut oil down, just in case.  I lube up.  I have to work a little to get his hole open, but soon it relaxes enough for me to truly tongue fuck him.  This drives him crazy.

Finally, I stand up and work my cock into him.  He wills himself to relax—I can feel the change—and I slip inside him.  I hold.

“Go ahead,” he pants.

I begin a slow fuck.  He groans.  His cock is drooling like crazy.  There is a lake of precum on the bench.  I wipe some up with my fingers and coat the shaft of my cock with it.  I fuck it into his very tight hole.

I pull out.  He’s spotless.  I add more lube and fuck him again.  This time when I pull out, he surprises me by saying “Let me taste!”  I take my wet cock to his mouth and he devours me.  He leaves lots of saliva all over me, so I use it for round three up his ass.

We move to the sling—something he’s never done.  He loves the mirror above him.  He watches me eat out his fucked hole.  He groans as he sees me stand up and work my hard cock into him.  He enjoys the bounce of the fuck that the new springs give the sling.

When I finally tire, I help him out.  He has some water from the pitcher on the filing cabinet as I lie down on the bed.  “I want you to clean my cock, but mostly, I want you to lick my balls.  He crawls between my splayed legs.  He licks my cock but then gets to work on my nuts.  He licks them all over…and under them.  He uses his beard—making me pant.  I instruct him in how I love a guy to tongue my cock ring.  He does just what I ask as I lazily jerk my cock.

“I want to fuck you once more.  Where would you like it?”

Carlos points to the bench.  He scrambles over and gets on all fours.  I stand up and coat my cock with more coconut oil.  I ease into him.  I begin a hard fuck.  He grunts with each thrust.

“Please, if you need to cum…I want it all over my face…”

I don’t know why—maybe it’s the novelty of the request—but it makes me speed up the fuck, knowing I can get off easily.  I thrust into him harder and harder.  Fuck, I can feel my balls tighten.  I pull out and take the three steps to his face.  He turns, mouth open—and I explode.  The first spurt lands on his tongue.  The next on his nose.  The rest coat his lips and beard.  He looks incredibly hot covered in my cum.

He swallows the load on his tongue.  His finger swipes though the jizz on his nose and bring it to his mouth.  He is all smiles.  I ask if he want to get off, but he shakes his head, intent on getting the jizz in his beard into his mouth…

Here is a link to our first meet:  Late Night Treat

"I've Got Something for You"

 Near Home—October, 2026

 

I knew that the second weekend of October, a prime playing time in my usual schedule, was filled with work.  I was horned--so I chanced going to the bookstore on a Thursday night.  I am so glad I did…

 

It feels very dark when I walk into the viewing area.  It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust.  There is a man working his phone sitting in my usual chair.  I sit on the long side wall where I can see both screens.  There is a hot man, just a few years younger than me, with a shaved head, near the gay screen.  He is kneading a big mound in his pants.  I look around the room and see there are three more men here.  No one is jerking.

I take out my dick.  This causes a man across the way to watch me, not the video.  I spread my legs and nod, hoping he might be a cocksucker, but he makes no move.

I stroke.

The door opens.  It is Cute College Kid.  He grins at me—and sits near the gay screen, across from the good-looking guy who kneads his pants a little harder.  CCK sits for a moment, then stows his phone under his chair.  This is quickly followed by his sweat shirt, pants and underwear.  He sits down again, bare assed but for an olive-green T-shirt.  He strokes himself to hardness—then nods to me.

I get up and go over, letting my hard cock swing.   He grabs my dick and begins to suck it while jacking himself.  His tongue is all over my shaft and dripping head.  He pulls off me and moans, “Suck me…”

I kneel and take his smaller cock into my mouth.  He is drooling precum like crazy.  I love how I can take him deep in my throat with no effort.  My tongue is soon very busy in his piss slit, scooping out every drop.

Suddenly, he pulls out of my mouth, but holds me so I am very close.  He loves to jerk it—and thrust it back into my mouth just as he’s cumming.  And that is exactly what he does.  It is a huge young man’s load.  Sweet and creamy.  I clean him up thoroughly.  I rock back on my heels and smile at him.  He squeezes my shoulder. 

I look behind me and the good-looking guy has taken a fat, uncut cock out of his pants.  He has been stroking to our sex.  He nods to me, grudgingly.  I look back at Cute College Kid, expecting him to have his phone out.   Usually, after his first load, he’ll spend 20 minutes on the phone and be ready for load two.  Not tonight.  He looks me in the eye and scootches down in the seat.  He raises his legs, hooking his arms around his knees.

“Eat me…” he whispers.

Fuck, yes!  I get off my knees and actually sit on the floor.  I move his clothes to one side and stick my own legs under his chair.  Now I am at the right height to get as his winking hole.  There is just a smattering of hair around his pucker; a little more in the cleft.  I begin running my tongue up and down the length of his crevice.

He moans.

Soon, I am drilling into his hole.  He is groaning.  His cock has never gone down.  He jerks it as I begin a hard tongue fucking.

I hear sex behind me.  Someone has gotten up and is getting his dick sucked by the good-looking guy behind us.  But I am too busy to really notice.  I am now slobbering all over his slight gape—working as much saliva in as possible.  I really want to fuck him.

I feel someone come over.  The sex sounds behind me have stopped, so I assume the guy is bringing his dick over for CCK to suck.  I hear that very thing happening before I see it.  I finally take a break from rimming to see who it is…and it is The Voyeur.  Seeing his ebony cock in CCK’s mouth makes me start rimming the young man all over again.  Knowing CCK is taking that long, thin cock to its root as I eat him out, excites me all the more.  At some point, I take my hand off my cock, to make sure I don’t shoot.

Suddenly, I feel his hand on my shoulder.  I look up.  He whispers I should get up.  I do.  I stand to the other side of him.  Now he goes back and forth on our two cocks:  Thick, long and pink.  Thin, long and black.  Back and forth.

The Voyeur is working hard to get off, but it’s not quite happening.  He suddenly excuses himself and I hear the restroom door being shut.  Cute College Kid asks for a break.  I go and sit back down.  Soon, he gets up and, fully naked but for socks and the Tee, goes around the room to see who wants to play.  He settles down with a thick dicked Latino who has just come in.  Soon the Voyeur joins them.  The Latino is now the sucker, sampling the two dicks.

I glance to the gay screen.  The fat dicked handsome man beckons to me.  I go over.  He all but inhales me down to the root.  He has a great mouth.  I love to see how the stroke of his cock varies by what he is doing to me.  It slows when I go deep.  It speeds up as he’s all over the juicy head of my cock.  He doesn’t touch himself at all when he does my balls.

I want to return the favor, but he shakes his head.

Instead, CCK comes back to his chair.

“I’ve got something for you,” he stage whispers.  He sits down and spreads his legs.  I go to my knees in front of him.  The good-looking guy and the Voyeur (spent from the Latino’s mouth) crowd around to watch.

I take his cock in my mouth—deep.  He grabs the sides of my head and pulls me slightly off him.  He holds me in place and fucks up into my mouth, showing off for the other men. 

They jerk.

I let him buck up into my willing mouth.

“Oh, fuck…” CCK moans.

He lets go and I take him to the root.  He fires off his second load.  Every bit as big and as creamy.  The two spectators move away as I clean him up.  I’m gonna get every damn drop, if I’m not going to get his ass…

I let him go.  He’s dressed in a flash and out of there.  I look for the good-looking guy so I can drop my load.  But he’s gone.  As is the Voyeur.  Not that he’d help with that.  The Latino has seemingly packed up too while I was getting my throat fucked.

I am alone with one old man in the darkest corner.  And he’s asleep.

I wait for some time—but no one else arrives.

I go out.  I may not have gotten off, but it sure was a lot of fun…

Equipment Close-Up: The Leather Paddle

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"That's the Tongue I Remember!"

 Near Home—October, 2026

 

My perfect day at the bookstore (detailed in the last post) kept me horned all the next day.  I wanted more.   I decided to go back that night, which was a Friday.  The weekend nights were usually good.  I guessed it would not be as varied as my perfect day, but just maybe, it might be better….

 

I go in.  There are a handful of men here.  Two are jerking.  One is a guy in his 30’s.  The other is a man in his 60’s.  A very handsome man guy in his 50’s is sitting next to the older guy.  He reaches out and touches the man’s cock.  It explodes and cum splatters all over the floor.  The handsome guy apologizes but the older guy is all smiles and heads to the rest room.  The younger guy stroking gets a message on his phone and takes off.

I pull out my cock and stroke.  The handsome man comes over and sits next to me.  “Ready to fuck me?”

I tell him I need a little time before I’m ready for that—and was hoping for some head.  He is very obliging.  He instantly kneels between my spread legs and makes terrific use of his mouth and tongue.  I do have to remind him to include my balls.  He moves down to them—and quickly has me moaning softly.

When his knees tire—and it’s obvious I’m not going to shoot—he sits next to me.  He begins chatting to me very softly, so as not to disturb the other viewers.  He tells me he is glad to see me again.  (I can’t place him, but say nothing.)  He tells me he’s known me for at least 15 years—and we used to have sex all the time in the old two-theatre set up.  (It’s certainly possible.)  He tells me he loves the way I eat ass.  (Okay, now I know he’s telling the truth.) 

I’m just about to ask if he wants to fuck when the door opens.  A hot young man enters.  It’s the guy who once came over to me suck me, saw my true size and begged off—saying he knew he’d be all teeth with my girth.  The young man sits near the gay screen.  Every man in the room is interested in him.  But the tiny old man, who’s been sitting in the corner, wins.  He’s first to actually go over and is immediately on his knees blowing him.

It’s fun to watch.  Both love what’s happening and communicate it to the rest of us.  At one point, the hot young guy stands up and totally strips off but for socks.  He sits, buck naked and showing it off.

Both the handsome guy and I are stroking to the scene.

The young man getting sucked stands up.  He shows us his gorgeous bare ass.  My seat companion looks at me and then back at the bare butt.  He goes over, his cock swaying.  The way they are positioned, I can’t see if the young guy truly gets fucked—or the handsome guy’s dick is just between his ass cheeks.  Either way—it gets him off in his cocksucker’s mouth in seconds.  It’s a noisy orgasm. 

The young guy grabs his clothes and cleans up in the restroom and leaves.  The cocksucker looks very pleased with himself—and rightfully so.

The door opens.  The guy who had been stroking and left is back and he’s brought his wife/girlfriend/fuck buddy/whore.  They sit together.  Soon she’s feeling him up.  Then she’s giving him head. 

He tells her to strip down.  She does.  She had the largest breasts I’ve ever seen.  They are huge and pendulous.  The young man pulls a chair around and has her lean into is so he can fuck her from behind.  My handsome seat companion gets up and goes over.  He is instructed to play with her breasts as she’s fucked.  He does.  Using both his hands.

The guy fucking gets off—being the center of attention.  They take off.

I am much more interested in a ginger cub who has come in during the fucking.  He is stocky, hairy, in his late 30’s—and glued to his phone.  He doesn’t want to watch the straight sex happening.  On the rare times he glances up, I try to catch his eye.  But he looks right through me—and returns to the glowing screen.

The door opens.  A hot Black man comes in.  He goes right to the ginger cub.  They have obviously arranged to meet here.  Ginger Cub strips down and is soon sucking the other man’s cock. 

The handsome guy I can’t remember from my past is back by my side.  He makes occasional comments on the sex happening across from us.  He has gotten his dick out again—and we both stroke watching the blow job in progress.

“Think he’ll get fucked?” he whispers to me.

I nod.  I’ve seen the lube bottle come out.  GC fingers some lube into his ass.  He stands up and tries to sit on the cock he just had in his mouth.  It goes in—but soon flops out, losing its rigidity.  The Cub tries again.  He gets it in his ass, but the guy still goes soft. 

The Cub sits down.  The two of them confer.  The Black guy points at me.  Ginger Cub nods—and beckons me over.  “Fuck him,” says the would-be top, now flogging his reviving meat.  “But don’t cum in him.”

Ginger Cub gets on all fours on the seat of his chair.  I slide in easily.  He pants.  The would-be top is focused on my cock going in and out—making his own erection get harder and harder.  He flogs it until he is absolutely rigid.

I am loving this hairy hole.  The guy is a good fuck—and the eye candy of his matted ass hair is working for me.  I look at the other top.  “You ready?”

He nods. 

I pull out and he fucks him.  Hard and fast.

“Yesssss…” hisses GC.

I stand next to them and stroke.  The now rock-hard top pulls out.  I fight the urge to take his wet cock in my mouth.  Ginger Cub stands up.  They embrace, hard dick to hard dick.  They kiss.  I move around, kneel and lick GC’s wet hole.  He moans—and shoots all over the bare crotch of his top.  His white cum looks terrific dripping down his ebony skin.  Using some of the cum for lube, the top shoots his load on the floor between them.

I go back to my handsome seat partner.

“You sent him over the edge with just one lick—that’s the tongue I remember.”

“Then let me remind you…”

He grins and strips down.  He kneels on the chair.  I kneel behind him and bury my face in his ass.  Fuck!  This is going to be the perfect ending for this odd night.  I burrow in.  He moans—high now on poppers.  I eat him out for a long time, slobbering over his hole.

“Get that big dick in there…”  He’s impatient.  And in that moment, it’s a compliment.  I stand up and slide in.  He gasps and gives me a terrific squeeze, rippling down the length of my dick.  His ass relaxes and I begin fucking.

“Breed me,” he pleads.  “When you’re ready…just fuck me hard and give it to me…”

After all the sex happening around us tonight—and my jerking to it—I know I’ll shoot easily.  His ass is made for loads—and in moments, I am shooting deep inside him and gasping for breath…

The Perfect Afternoon

 Near Home—October, 2026

 

There are days that you go looking for sex and you come up with nothing, or so little it wasn’t worth the effort.  Other times you can have so much action that it’s hard to believe it was all in one afternoon.  The first of October, a Thursday afternoon was a true cornucopia of hot sex falling into my lap…

 

I go in.  There are three men seated around the room.  They are all older than me.  Two of them are flogging dicks that don’t seem to be hard.  The third man is groping himself—watching everyone else.  I take out my cock.  The moment it gets hard, the older man in the corner stands up.  He walks around me to get to my left side.  He grabs my head and pulls it towards his crotch.  I open and take in his semi-erect cock.  His balls explode on contact.  I am flooded with semen.  I can barely swallow it all.  But I do. 

Elapsed time:  two and a half minutes after arrival.

The other man with his cock out stands up.  He comes over and, following the lead of the  guy who just shot, pulls me to his crotch.  He’s a little harder.  Am I really getting another load with no work?  Nope.  I suck—and he’s appreciative, but he can’t get fully hard, much less get off.  He tries to suck me—and I stop him.  He’s all teeth.  He sits back down.

I stroke.

In just a few minutes, the door opens.  A hot cubby guy in his early 40’s comes in.  He’s hairy everywhere but on the top of his head.  He stands right next to me and pulls out a fat dick. 

“Suck me?”

I lean in, open wider than usual and take him into my mouth.  He groans.  He lets me work on him for about four minutes, then stops me so he can drop his walking shorts and underwear around his ankles.  Now I can lick his balls.  I am all over the fat, hairy orbs.

“You can play with my ass,” he whispers—and soon I have the middle finger of my left hand deep inside him. 

He loves this—and it makes his cock juice up.  I keep sucking, licking and probing with my finger.

“I don’t want to cum yet,” he says, touching my hand that is fingering his butt.

I pull out, saying “Just give me the load when you’re ready.  He moves off and watches the gay porn for a bit, sitting near the gay screen.

I stroke.  My own balls are now making precum like crazy.

CDLatino comes in.  He takes the chair next to me. “You need to fuck me.”

“Maybe later…”

He strokes.  And he won’t take no for an answer.  I just had two sessions in the playroom that were all about ass—I’m really enjoying doing some cocksucking—so I keep putting him off. 

The Cubby guy has stood back up.  He brings his cock to me.  He shoves it in my mouth.  My middle finger goes back in his ass.  He begins panting.   I moan as his juicy cock keeps dripping precum.  He begins a slow fuck of my face.

CDLatino stands up, jerking his small, uncut cock as he watches us.

“You still want my cum?” asks the cub. 

It sounds loud in the small room.  I make some sort of affirmative response around the girt of this dick.  He picks up the pace.  My finger twists in his ass.

“TAKE IT!”  He is shooting as big a load as the first one I got.  CDLatino cums at the same time—his load going all over the floor.  I lick the cub clean.  The two men who just shot take off.

I stroke.

A man in a hooded sweat shirt, pulled up over his head and hiding most of his face, sits in the corner seat.  He unzips and takes out his cock. Now I can tell it’s Road Worker.  He jerks.  Soon, he takes off his jeans, showing off his lithe body.  He strokes bare-assed.  Then he stands up and comes over.

“You can fuck me if you’re ready to shoot.”

I’m not ready—but I know that the simple fact of putting my cock in his ass will get him off.  He finds his popper bottle on his chair, takes a huge huff and bends over, showing off his hairless ass.  I am lubed and ready.  I push into him.

“Fuck!”

Road Worker begins jerking like crazy as I pump into his ass.  Deep and hard.  I might just cream him after all.  But suddenly he’s spewing his seed on the floor and twisting off my cock as he does it.  He moans out his thanks and sinks into his chair.  I lean down and lick off the last drop of his cum oozing out of his dick.  He yelps and pulls away.  I go piss and rinse off.  When I come back, he’s gone.

I am alone for a bit. 

The door opens.  It is Cute College Kid.  I haven’t seen him in months.  He sits next to me, all smiles.  But I can tell he’s not here for just anyone—he’s waiting for someone.  And moments later, a hot young Latino who has sucked me in the past, come in.  The Latino proceeds to suck off CCK.  In short order, he gets a mouthful of cum—and CCK takes off.

The door opens.  It is a handsome guy in his late 50’s.  He has a great head of grey hair, a slim build—and I finally figure out that I’ve fucked him in at the bookstore with the medical table.  He makes his way right to me. 

He kneels and engulfs my cock.  The Latino pulls out his dick and jerks as he watches us.                                 

“Will you fuck me?”

I nod.  I turn to the Latino.  “Can he suck you as I fuck him?”

The Latino nods, eagerly.

The new arrival strips down, he kneels and starts sucking.  I am all over his hairy ass.  I tongue the crack—before zeroing in on his loose pucker.  He groans around the uncut dick in his mouth.  I rear up and slide my lubed cock into his hole.  He stops sucking, gasps for breath and goes right back to servicing the young guy.  I begin a slow in and out.  But my cock takes over.  I am now pumping his ass hard and furious.

“Give him that load,” hisses the Latino.

“You want it?”  I ask.  It’s rhetorical, I know he does.

He nods ‘Yes’ still sucking on the Latino’s cock.

I fuck a little faster.  And my balls empty into him—but with little feeling.  I groan and pull out.  I lean in and begin slurping my cum out of his ass.

“Fuck…” moans the Latino.  He’s never seen me felch a load.

I eat and jerk my cock.  I want the damn full explosion. 

Suddenly, I know I’m close.  I shove my swollen cock roughly into his cummy hole.

“Here’s…the real one…” I pant.

And it happens.  I don’t know if I give him much more cum, but every nerve in my body goes off as I have a full-on orgasm.  I grind my dick into him as deeply as I can.

The handsome man comes up for air with a groan.  He swivels away from the young guy to clean my cock.  It’s all I can do is to kneel there and let him do it…

Equipment Close-Up: Springs

 Equipment Close-Up:  Springs

 

Here is the first of the Equipment Close-Ups from all the playroom additions given to me by GaryM. 

Somewhere in the 2010’s I used a sling at IML that had springs.  I loved the added bounce.  The bottom told me he felt like he was floating.  The owner of the sling (another top) told me he’d gotten them from Fort Troff. 

When I got home, I found them on the FT website.  They were not cheap, so I went to hardware stores to see if I could find a cheaper alternative.  I never did—not one that that had the great tension of the FT springs. 

Well, now I have them—and GaryM took that bouncy ride in the sling the day he gave them to me.  There are four—one for each chain going to the sling.

They are just over nine inches long, including the hooks, so I shortened the chain lengths by that much so it wouldn’t be too low.  The weight of the man in the sling will also need to be figured into the adjustment.

I have used them one more time since GaryM was here and I really do enjoy the little something extra they give to the fuck.  This second guy loved the sway and extra give—even when we were doing toy play.

I am not sure I will leave them up for every encounter, but right now they will be up for the foreseeable future.  Thank you, GaryM!

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The Fort Troff website, down for a while, is back up.  Here is the link to the springs.

And a pic off their site.