Helping Your Weekend Be Hotter

 

Just as I was sitting down to write about the return of Rudy to the playroom “life” intruded, dammit.  I need to put it off until next time.  But I do have some pictures from around the web to keep you entertained.  Enjoy.  See you Monday!

Waiting for Rudy's Return, part three: Everybody Gets Off

 Near Home—June, 2026

I continued being really horned during this week before Rudy returned.  I had been hoping to get off on Wednesday afternoon.  I’d had a lot of fun—but I did not get the release needed to calm me down.  I skipped Thursday but was back on the hunt on Friday.  This time I waited for the evening.  I wasn’t sure what to expect…

 

The door shuts behind me.  The first thing I see is Shaved Head on his knees before a totally naked man.  My usual chair is taken by the straight biker who is a regular.  He is stroking like crazy.  A few other men are sprinkled around the room.  I sit one chair away from the blowjob.  Instantly Shy One is in front of me.  I have never seen this couple here in the evening—but I can’t wait for Shy One’s hot mouth to get to work on me.  He kneels.  I sigh as his mouth slides all the way down my shaft.  He moans—and begins to suck me in earnest.

I watch him work my cock.  Then my balls.  He is in his happy place.  I keep glancing at the naked guy to my left.  He’s in great shape, likely mid-30’s with dark hair on his head and between his pecs. His pubes are wonderfully overgrown and luxurious.  He is huffing poppers while Shaved Head sucks his cock.

Shy One moves to my balls.  I moan as his tongue licks every millimeter of my sack.  He lifts them and tongues my cock ring under them before suckling each nut into his mouth individually.  Slowly.  With real passion.

Next door, Shaved Head stands up.  The young man, high on fumes, dives for SH’s cock.  He was enjoying the sucking, but I can instantly see that he prefers to be sucking a dick.  He sucks.  He licks.  He let’s Shaved Head grab his head and use him as a sex toy.  It’s really hot to watch.

Shy One slows down on me and then stands up, giving his knees a break.  Shaved Head disengages from Naked Guy.  The partners switch.  Shaved Head kneels in front of me and Shy One in front of Naked Guy—but all the poppers have killed his erection.  Shy One works hard on the limp dick, but he can’t bring it back to life.  Shaved Head is doing all his usual tricks with me, while beating his own cock.  Eventually he stands up and has me suck him for a moment.

The couple decides to leave and take off.  The Biker stands up.  He shoots a massive load all over the floor.  He looks right at me and all but takes a little bow.  He grabs napkins out of his pocket to wipe himself down before moving to the restroom.

“That’s a great dick.”

I turn to Naked Guy.  “Thanks.”

“I’d love to suck it, but I’ve done too much.”  He hefts the brown bottle on the last word. 

“Anytime,” I tell him.  He nods and starts to get dressed for a cigarette break in the parking lot.  After a time, he comes back in, but he’s too wiped out.  He adjusts his clothing once more and goes home.  A shame—I really wanted to experience his mouth and hunger for dick.

I look around the room.  In the darkest corner is a regular who only plays with very young men (never mind that he’s my age.)  There is also an older man in my row who has been paying more attention to his phone than the action—either live or on the screen.  In the corner near the gay screen sits the Minute Man—a regular who blows his load seconds after my lips touch his cock.  He nods to me, feeling himself up.  I nod back.  Why not?  I go over.  He gets his small cock fully exposed and takes a hit of poppers as my lips surround his wet dick.  He shudders as my tongue licks his cock head and invades his piss slit.  In another ten to twenty seconds of working his dick, I am rewarded with his load.  Thick and creamy—and bigger than usual.  He sighs, thanks me and tell me he really needed that.  He leaves and I sit back down.

I stroke. 

The door opens.  A handsome young Black man walks in.  I have seen him here many times, but have never played with him.  If no one meets his standards, he gets on one of the gay location apps and gets a guy to come over here to service him.  He sits in my usual chair, vacated by the biker.  He looks around the room and nods to me in an acknowledgement-of-my-existence way not a come-suck-my-cock kind of way.  The pickings at the moment are lean.  He pulls out his phone. 

I stroke.

He must not be having any success.  He looks at me again and points to his cock mound.  I nod and he takes his hard cock out.  It is a beautiful seven-incher.  I stand up, walk over the kneel between his splayed legs.  I swallow him down.  He actually gasps before he lets out a moan. I guess I surprised him.  I lick and suck his cock for a long time before I dig his balls out of the confining blue underwear.  He moans as my tongue begins to clean them of the sweat of the day.  They are fragrant and wonderful.  And full, judging by the size.

Eventually, I go back to his dick.  He reaches down and finds mine.  He tugs it—he wants me to stand so he can suck me.  I do and he takes about half my dick into his mouth.  He moans again and his tongue is all over me.  Soon, he is taking my full length and deliberately choking himself on me.  It’s hot to feel his throat squeeze down on me.

When he pulls off for more air, I kneel and go back to work.  After a few minutes, he stops me telling me he doesn’t want to shoot yet.  I get up and go back to my chair.

The older man, who’d been on his phone, has been whacking off to our live porn moment.  He looks pleadingly at me.  I go over and swallow his cock.  It doesn’t take him long to shoot.  He thanks me—and takes off.

The door opens.  A young straight couple walk in.  He is eager—and she is petrified at the sight of men with their cocks out.  They leave without ever sitting down.

The door opens.  A hot man, just a little younger than me, sits down near the straight screen.  He can watch the movie as well as keep an eye on me and the young Black man, who is now on his phone again—searching for men.  The Daddy doesn’t pull out his dick, but is kneading a fat mound in his pants.

The door opens and two men come in.  One is tall and rangy, likely pushing 40.  The other is younger, good looking and slightly pudgy.  He keeps checking his phone.  He sits near the Daddy while the rangy guy sits near me.  I look at the younger one—who is looking at the young Black.  I am sure they are texting back and forth.

Daddy takes out his cock.  Fat and thick.  Pudgy Guy looks at the Black Guy for a long moment before he kneels in front of Daddy.  The young Black man sighs and waves me over.  I kneel and suck him again.  It doesn’t take long before I am swallowing the load he hoped to feed Pudgy Guy.  I clean his cock—and he murmurs a barely audible ‘thank you’ before he heads to the restroom.

I sit back down and watch Daddy feed his cock to the willing cocksucker.  Soon he stands up, grabs Pudgy Guy’s ears and begins to fuck his face.  Daddy drills him until he lets out a howl of pleasure and unloads down the guy’s throat. 

The young Black guy comes back from the restroom.  He sits now in the shadowy corner near the gay screen.  He is texting and swiping like crazy.  He must have a round two in those big balls.  Daddy washes up and leaves.  Pudgy Guy eyes the tall, rangy guy near me who seems to see nothing but the woman on the screen taking dick.  Soon, Tall and Rangyy unzips and takes out a long thin cock.  He strokes.

I stroke.

Pudgy Guy opens his fly and his hand disappears inside his shorts.

The Black guy texts.

A few minutes later, the door opens.  A young Black cub enters.  He has his phone out.  He sees the Black guy down the row from me, recognizes that’s who he was talking to online and moves to him.

Instantly he kneels and swallows down the hard cock I had gotten off not even 25 minutes ago.  Ah, to be young!  The Cub is working hard.  I love watching him suck the cock I was just on.

Tall and Rangy looks at Pudgy Guy.  PG comes over, kneels and begins to suck a new cock.  I turn back to the other pair as I hear panting.  The young Black guy grabs the Cub’s head and holds him in place.  He gives him his second load of the night.  He relaxes his grip as he finishes up and allows the Cub to clean his dick.

“Go suck that big one,” he tells the Cub, pointing at me. 

The Cub gets up and looks questioningly at me.  I nod and he kneels.  I love the idea that he is on another dick so fast after his first load.  He swallows me down—and I understand why the Black guy’s second load came so fast.  The Cub has great skills.  I grab my poppers.  I need to get off and this is the perfect mouth.  I take the hit.  I hold it under my sucker’s nose, too.  He groans and begins to take me even deeper, if that’s possible.  I am not going to last…

There is a noise to my left.  Pudgy Guy has shot on the floor while sucking Tall and Rangy.  It just adds to the sexual high in the room.  I grab the Cub’s head and hold him in place.  I fuck up into his mouth.  He whimpers.  It is the sound of a man getting just what he needs.

And it makes me shoot.  I can’t stop.  I just keep firing into his hot mouth.  He swallows.  And swallows.  When I finally crumple into the chair, he cleans my cock so thoroughly that I am squirming in exquisite agony.

I thank him.  He gets up, as do I.  I head to rinse my hands as the Cub goes down a few chairs to his third cock in ten minutes and swallows down Tall and Rangy’s long and thin dick…

Waiting for Rudy's Return, part two: Cum-Filled Cocks

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Waiting for Rudy's Return, Part One: Horned and Hungry

 Near Home—June, 2026

Hosting Rudy in the playroom had me horned for all of the next week as I waited for his return on the following Sunday.  I couldn’t stop thinking about sex.  Now, I know I have a high sex drive, but it was elevated after our cum filled play on Saturday.  I made it through Sunday by keeping myself busy, but I was off to the local bookstore Monday afternoon…

 

I go into the dark room.  My usual chair is empty, so I head there.  I nod to Shy One and see his partner, Shaved Head, working on a guy’s dick in the back corner.  I sit and pull out my cock.  Shy One comes right over.  He kneels and takes me into his mouth.  Damn, I love his technique.  His passion for cock is palpable as he services me.  And my balls—fuck, when he tongues them, my cock just drools.

I hear the man behind me orgasm into Shaved Head’s mouth.  Suddenly, SH is at my side, his cock rampant.  He slaps it against my cheek.  I suck him.  This has happened before, but rarely.  The partners seem to not play much together on the same man, more sequentially.  Not today.  They are horned, too.  Shaved Head grabs my face and begins to fuck my face with hard strokes.

Shy One stands up.  Shaved Head pulls out of my mouth and goes to suck my cock.  Shy One open his pants—and his bigger cock is rampant.  He comes and gives it to me to suck.  I have had him in my mouth at least once before, but not as his partner did me.  All three of us find this hot.  He stands still and lets me set the pace of my cocksucking, sighing occasionally and rubbing his hand on my cropped hair. 

“Let me suck him again,” he tells Shaved Head.

The men reverse.  Once again, I have Shy One’s superior mouth on my dick and Shaved Head’s very red cock in my mouth.  I am really enjoying this.  I have always loved having a dick in my mouth as my own is sucked.  I am not near shooting, but my cock is working overtime to feed Shy One precum.

Shy One suddenly stands up.  Shaved Head follows his lead and pulls out of my mouth.  They thank me and go home.  I take the time to look around.  There are a few other men here.  There is a man I know is straight and never wants help sitting in the corner.  He is jerking fast and hard to the very young, very tiny girls on the screen who are paired with massive-dicked Black men.  On the side seating to my left, there are another three men—each who have been groping themselves to our threeway.

Suddenly, the straight guy stands up.  Every eye in the place goes to him.  His pants are around his ankles.  He holds his shirt out of the way with his left hand.  His right is wrapped around his beercan six-incher.  He makes a show of stroking himself—and in moments he is painting the floor with a thick load.  The moment he’s done, he pulls up his pants and, wet cock still swinging, heads to the restroom.

The youngest of the three men comes over and sits next to me.  He’s early 50’s and I recognize him from here.  He now opens his pants, shoving them down to his ankles and takes out his just above average dick.  He likes the sight of the massive ebony dick on the screen invading the ass of the petite young woman. 

“Suck me,” he whispers.  “I need to cum and get out of here.”

I go to my knees.  I know I can help him on his way.  As I begin to suck him, I consider saving loads for Rudy.  The cock in my mouth is juicing nicely.  I go to his balls, getting them wet with his own precum.  He groans.  He fists his cock as I tongue every inch of his shaved ball sack.  I go back up—and suddenly I remember what got this guy off the last time I did him.  I wet my middle finger of my left hand with the saliva/precum mixture on his balls and begin toying with his asshole.

The moment I connect with his hole, his cock really begins to juice.  I work my finger into him.  First knuckle.  Second.  He squirms in pleasure.  It won’t be long now.  I work the rest of finger into his ass.  I find his prostate—and bam!  I have a mouthful of cum.  I don’t swallow as I lick his piss slit clean.  I pull my finger out of him.  I need to go rinse—and without thinking swallow the load.  Fine, I think.  It might be too much of a good thing to do it again so quickly with Rudy.

When I come back, the other two men have moved to be near my chair.  An older guy now has his cock out.  He has silver hair, is still thin and wiry and his cock is pointing right at me.  I nod at him and he takes his hand off his dick.  I kneel in front of him and it takes no time at all to get his load.  He squeezes my shoulder and takes off.

The last man, older yet, has opened his pants while I was sucking.  His cock is not hard. 

“Please…” he whispers. 

I don’t get up, I just knee walk to his spread legs.  I take his soft dick in my mouth.  It plumps slightly, but it doesn’t get hard.  But it drips.  And drips.  Each time I swab his precum off his slit with my tongue, he moans.  Suddenly, he grabs my ears.  His cock is spewing cum, though still more flaccid than erect.  He moans and lets me clean up every drop.

I sit back down as he pulls himself together.  He gives me a jovial nod and leaves.  I have emptied the room.  Damn, I should have saved the cum.

I stroke and wait.

Over the next hour, four or five men wander in.  They appear to be interested, but I can’t seem to make the connection.  I finally give up and head home.

In the car I realize that those three loads haven’t helped to sate my horniness but only increased it.  I know I’ll be back…

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.