MAL Day Two

“I heard you pissing. I thought I should get up…”

J, the porn star who crashed in my room until he could check in to his own this morning, is propped up on one elbow, looking at me as I return from the shower. As I towel myself, he rises and kneels at my feet. Soon he has me all the way down his throat. He’s making contented sighs.

We move to the bed. He sucks. We kiss--strong and deep. He sucks. We kiss--lightly. He licks my balls. He is into my pits. He licks and licks. I do the same. Now our kisses taste even more of each other. He sucks my cock. I hold him in place, pushing against the back of his head. I finally let him up for air. He’s murmuring “Thank you, Sir.” I’m now on top of him. My hand is around his throat. His mouth inches from mine. I spit in it. A shiver runs through him. We look deeply in each other’s eyes. We kiss, tasting my pre-cum and spittle. He runs his beard in and around my left armpit--so he can keep my scent with him. I want to eat his hole--but we agree to save it for the meet later. Reluctantly we get up. He checks in--to get cleaned out and loaded.

Breakfast.

I write up Thursday. Which makes me want to play some more….I see who is online.

I check in with J. He’s taken two loads, but needed to do another clean out. We decide to wait until he gets the sling after 5pm.

A hot young man is taking loads. Imagine. I write the top who’s organizing. He answers quickly: I can come load him if I can get there right now. I walk down the two flights. The room is directly below mine. The door is ajar. I enter. A ripped African American is fucking the bottom. He’s the top in charge--early 30‘s, cropped hair, and muscles everywhere. He smiles. I strip. The sight this thick meat entering a white bubble butt gets me hard instantly. The bottom is younger yet, classically good looking, hairy and in heat. The top nods in approval at the size of my cock. He pulls out. And tells me to fuck him.

I kneel on the floor, pull the bottom over and taste his hole. He has load. I spend a little time there, but I know the top wants to see me fuck. I rise and slide in. Velvety ass. And wet. It clings to my cock. I fuck slow. Another boy walks in. He’s the youngest of the three--lithe and blond--and shows off a just bigger than average cock. He’s hard watching us work the boy. I offer him a turn. He slides in and fucks. I don’t think he’s used to an audience. He turns slightly self-conscious, going slightly soft. The black guy goes back in. I can now see, just before it disappears up the ass, that he’s uncut. The bottom is not about sucking cock. It’s all about his hole. I move to the floor to watch the black cock spread him wide.

When he pulls out, I reach over and guide that thick uncut beauty into my mouth. He’s surprised and pleased. The boy is up the bottom again. The top in charge is still pumping my mouth. He actually reaches down and feels my hole. I pull off his cock and shake my head. We are diverted by the youngest vocalizing his cum. He pumps his load, holds himself in place for a bit and slowly pulls out. As he stand up, I swallow his drooling cock. He shivers, but lets me suckle on it. I’m not there for long--his load is leaking out of the hole. I dive in. This impresses the two tops and makes the bottom mumble incoherently. It’s a copious load--and was shot so shallowly into his hole, I’m able to lick out large amounts of cum.

I stand and slip in. His walls are silky smooth. His top comes around the bed to stroke his head and tell he he’s a good cum whore. The spent top watches me fuck. I’m picking up speed.

“Shoot in my boy.”

I pull out, taste the frothy hole, and slip in again.

“Here, man,” I choke out. “Take my load.”

His ass convulses around my cock. He hasn’t been this tight the entire fuck. He milks and milks me.
I pull out. The young top is gone. The main top is all about whispering in the bottom’s ear. I get dressed. I catch the top’s eye. He smiles and gives me a thumbs up.

And I go off to a late lunch.

I let it digest awhile, then check in with my porn star. Does he want to play? The answer is not what I want to hear. He’s played with a PA’ed big cock who has made him bleed-- bleed so much that he’s not bottoming any more that day. I suggest we get a boy to share as tops, but that doesn’t seem to be of interest.
I go off and explore the Vendor’s Mart.

Roommates arrive. Matt, from last year, who lives the leather life, part of an extended leahter family. And a cute FF bottom.

Dinner.

My late night pleasure is a Persian boy. He’s late 30’s, lovely cinnamon colored skin, and jet black hair. He’s brought his own sling. Once again, he’s down on the 7^th floor. Did the Hyatt know somehow to put all the hungry bottoms together? I arrive with a blond top, about my age. We go in together. Sandor looks at us hungrily, and shuts the door, locking out a bear of a man who wanted to join. The blond top, early 40’s and scrubbed pink, is out of clothes in no time. I’m still untying my boots and his cock is in Sandor’s mouth. He lays down on the bed and Sandor climbs on top of him, sinking his ass down on this regulation sized cock. He grunts and groans as if it’s the biggest dick he’s ever taken. I get between the splayed legs of the top and lick his balls. Sandor pulls off. His eyes pop as he sees the size of my cock. It’s in his mouth, but we all agree, the other top should fuck him for a bit before I enter.

We move to the sling. The blond fucks--and he’s good. Varied attacks and tempos. I move in to take my turn. I slip in easier than we thought. His hole has been abused all day and just opens wide to accommodate me. He’s hot and wet. I fuck slow. The blond sits on the corner of the bed and strokes. His eyes are right about at entry level. They can’t seem to get enough of the sight of my cock disappearing.

We rotate again. And again. The fourth time up him, the blond cums. But denies he did. As if Sandor didn’t want cum up his hole--please. The blond sits and strokes, but his cock is softening. He looks at me. “You’ve been fucking him for over half and hour and you haven’t cum.”

“It’s why bottoms either love me or hate me.”

He dresses and leaves. And the good sex starts. Sandor is suddenly all mine and subs out. He sucks. We fuck. On the bed where he rides me, then back in the sling. I am without my restraints, but tell him he most hold on to the chains above his head. I grab a towel and cover his eyes--telling he will never know where I’ll be next. I work his nipples which are poking out of this mass of jet black fur. I spit in his open mouth. I lick the slashes of dark fur in his pits--and spit that heady flavor in his mouth. I work a finger up his ass as I keep chewing on them. Sandor is bucking and telling me he’s never had anything like this done to him. My mouth grazes the head of his cock. It lengthens, but never hardens. Soon I’m up him again. We fuck and fuck…..
I look in his eyes. I’m now hurting him. He’s been fucking fairly non-stop for 10 hours that day he tells me. His hole has had it. I reluctantly pull out. I kiss his hole. Kiss him. And leave.

Fucking blue balled.

I am on the same floor as HotCumLoads. I wonder if he’s still up. I wander through the maze of an oddly laid out hotel and finally get to his room. The door is ajar. I can hear sex sounds inside. I push in.

He’s there. Blindfolded. On all fours on the bed with two pillows tucked under him. Four guys are taking turns on his ass. I unzip. None of us have stripped. We are there to just use him to be our cum receptacle for the night. An overweight guy is plowing into him, telling him how wet his hole is. Three others stroke, then take turns. A short Latin guy cums. It’s my turn. I taste. Some one pushes my face into his frothy hole. I rear up and shove it home. HCL bucks back. I think he knows it’s me--he knows my tongue too well.

“Give it to him,” says someone in the crowd. I fuck. His hole is fantastically wet and slick.

I shoot the load that has been building for the last three hours.

A guy cleans my cock. I mumble a thanks and hear the overweight guy slip back in to fuck in my fresh load.

I can’t get my cock back into my tight jeans. I just cover myself with the flaps of my leather shirt and stumble up the two flights to my bed…