St. Louis Orgy

St. Louis, MO—February, 2013

It has become an annual event.  My friend/f-bud Will hosts a party for my final night in St. Louis. (Last year’s gathering I detailed in four entries, starting here.)  This year the entire guest list was brand new to me, but most of the men had been up Will’s voracious hole at some point or another.  His partner, Brian, picked me up at my hotel and drove me into the beautiful historic section of the city—where all the homes look just like Vincent Minnelli’s vision of them in “Meet Me in Saint Louis.”

 I hug Will when he greets me in the kitchen.  I ask if he is expecting much turnout as tonight is the gay Super Bowl.  He tells me the Academy Awards will only be on the tiny set in the kitchen—porn is on every other television.  I undress once again in their formal Victorian dining room.  I am joined almost immediately by a thick muscled daddy.  Tom of Finland, if he was working today, would have loved to use this man’s ropy, corded arms as a model.  He tells me his name is Mark.  He looks me up one side and down the other as I step out of my pants.  His gaze lingers on my thin ass.  He wants to fuck me, I just know it.

Bruce, Mark and I troop upstairs.  We sit in the main sitting area, watching some fisting porn.  Bruce, a decently built guy about my age, pulls aside Mark’s jock and sucks his soft cock down his throat.  I stroke, watching them, not the porn.  When Bruce pulls off the cock, it’s become a good 7 incher.  Mark gets off the couch and kneels before Bruce and swallows his slightly larger dick.  I start to get up to join them, as Will comes into the room.  He kneels and expertly swallow’s my cock.  He works it, coating it with large amounts of spit, then turns around and sits on me.  He can’t ride me for long as he has to go off and answer the door.

I have Mark’s cock down my throat when a new couple walk in.  The bottom—as he announces himself—is likely late 40’s, short and wiry.  He is erect all evening.  No matter how hard he is being fucked.  His partner has just turned 65, but has found the gym during the last ten years.  He is extremely oral.  He gets down on the floor and swallows my cock.  Bruce is up Bottom Guy in no time.  He takes him on all fours, right next to BG’s oral boyfriend. BG grunts and groans loudly as he’s fucked.   

Two more enter.  A perfect leather daddy.  He has hair everywhere except on his head.  I learn fast he is a Total Top.  Bruce pulls out of BG, and the Total Top is up him before he can see who is entering him now.  The other man has a big, bearish build, too.  He doesn’t wear his weight as well.  His dick is hard just looking at his Total Top boyfriend fucking BG.  Will comes in.  Bear literally pushes him to the floor and attacks his ass.  He has a foul mouth, calling Will every name he can think of.  I have ever seen Will, a big man in his own right, go so sub.  He seems to love being dominated and treated like this.  Soon Total top and Bear trade asses.  BG and Will are facing each other, both on all fours, taking the poundings they are being given.  Their hands reach out for each other.  They clasp fingers and just hold on.

I watch the proceedings while still playing with Oral Top, Mark and Bruce. I have been sucking Bruce (fresh from his fuck of BG) when I feel a finger trying to go up my ass.  It’s Mark.  He wants to fuck me.  Now.  I get up and whisper in his ear that I don’t get fucked.  He looks really crest fallen, but tells me that while I might not be versatile, he is.  I take the opportunity to bend him over and eat out his muscle ass. 

A lull.

We reassemble in the sling area.  Wes is in the sling.  I am eating his hole.  It feels like all the rest are watching me get ready to fuck.  The Bear sits on the couch in the slilng room and tells me what to do—as if I don’t know.  Oral Top is on his knees, sucking the Bear.  Total top is standing in the back, his big arms wrapped around BG.  Bruce and Mark are crowded in the doorway watching me work.  Will’s hole is wide open from all the cock—and the hard plowing—he’s already gotten.  My tongue can go in even deeper than usual.  I love the taste of his well-used hole.  I get up and slide my cock in.

“Fuck that fucker,” the Bear commands me.

I am slamming my hips against Will’s upturned ass.  I love showing off.  I pull my cock all but out of his ass on each stroke.  Suddenly, Bruce grabs my shoulder moving me out of the way.  He enters his boyfriend roughly.  He fucks, grunting on each stroke.  I know he’s about to shoot.  He does—extremely loudly.  I kneel.  He pulls out and lets me clean his cock. Then he pushes me into his boyfriend’s cummy ass.  I lick and swallow.  Suddenly I feel some one kneeling next to me.  It’s BG.  I stop felching and look at him. He leans in to kiss me deeply.  His tongue squirms into my mouth.  We kiss.  I lean away so he can lick Will’s ass.  He digs in, then returns the favor of snowballing the cum he’s dug out into my mouth.  We hold onto each other.  We can’t get enough.  It’s my turn to lean into Will’s dripping ass.  I am actually able to get a little more.  We kiss once again….

An hour later.

I have fucked BG in the sling.  I have nailed Wes on the bed.  And, most surprisingly, the big Bear who has gone versatile—still telling me how to fuck.  Unfortunately, I have to stop and tell him how to clean out.

Another couple has arrived—a blond versatile and his Hispanic boyfriend, who’s all bottom.  I get right into the Hispanic boyfriend as soon as Bruce is done with him.  I feel the bulk of Mark behind me.  He’s playing with my ass on the backstroke.  I finally stop fucking.  Mark pulls me to him.  He whispers in my ear.  “I’m ready.  Fuck me.”

This muscle god pulls me towards the bed.  He bends over, hands on the bed, feet on the floor and just arches his full ass towards me.  I kneel.  I pry his ass apart and stick my tongue in him.  Hot and sweet.  And sweaty from all the fucking he’s done. 

“Do him!”  It’s the Bear of course.

I stand up and slowly work my way into his ass.  I have to inch my entire length up him.  It’s slow going, but I can feel him opening up.  Suddenly, I’m there.  I grind my pubes against him.

“Jeez, you are big.”  I laugh. “Now rip me open.”  I fuck him hard.  I pound and pound—what I have wanted to do from the moment I saw him undressing.

From out of nowhere, Mark grunts, harder and longer. His ass clamps down on my cock.  I’ve done it. 

I’ve fucked the cum out of him.

I slowly pull out.  I turn.  I have an audience—three young guys who have just arrived…

 

(To Be Continued)