IML - Day One - Plunging In with a Porn Shoot

Chicago--May, 2015

We arrived in great time.  It was an easy drive into town on a fairly sunny, if chill, day.  Bob, my IML roommate from 2013, had left his car at my house and we have driven in together.  We found our hotel easily.  It is two and a half blocks from the host hotel.  At least we had heat, hot water and internet access—something I was told was in short supply at the Host hotel.  Of course, as I write this on Friday night, I no longer can sign on to the hotel’s wireless.  It may be an interesting weekend.

As soon as I’m unpacked, I get dressed for the shoot.  I choose the leather shirt with the yellow piping over the black and yellow neoprene harness.  I have the leather cod piece on with the yellow stripe down the middle of my bulge.  My black 501’s and the combat boots complete the ensemble. 

Bob has a friend coming to fuck him while I go film the scene.  He arrives.  I know him.  We hug.  They talk for a bit while I check the room number of where we are filming. When I shut the computer, the top has strip and is spread eagled on the bed.  Bob is kneeling on the edge of the bed, taking his friend’s generous mixed-race cock down his throat.  I kneel behind him and have my first taste of ass for the weekend.   

I go and piss.  By the time I’m reaching for my leather jacket to leave them to it, Bob is riding his cock.  The long shaft disappearing up his hairy hole is captivating.  I make myself leave and walk up the street to the Congress Plaza hotel.  There are leather clad men everywhere.  And lines of at least three dozen men deep at the one set of elevators for the side of the building I need.  I decide to walk up to the 4^th floor.  I’m early.  I kill some time talking to one of the maids who thinks this is the best thing to ever happen to the hotel.  I wander a little more and find out the reason for the back up at the elevators.  There are large signs saying to never have more than 10 people in an elevator at any one time.  I’m glad I like the stairs…I’ll be using them all weekend.

At 4:50pm I knock.  The director lets me into the darkened bedroom.  He is the man who has filmed me each time for Bad Seed.  We chat, but I can’t take my eyes off the hot man from Berlin on the bed.  He’s early 40’s, with a hard muscular body.  An ass juts out of his backless shorts that is simply gorgeous—round, firm and with a deep cleft between the two cheeks.  A harness enhances his full pecs.  Tall white socks cover his muscled calves.  Extremecumhole has already taken 30 loads on Thursday and five more before we are filming.  His hole glistens.  I want to shove my tongue in it right now—but I wait.

Two others arrive.  I know them both.  One is a man who I met last year making the video of gangbanging Ryan Cummings.  He is in his early 50’s, extremely hairy with pronounced nipples and the thickest cock I have ever put in my mouth.  The other man surprises me.  He is a young cub, maybe 26 now, who I fucked at CLAW before I ever kept the blog.  He’s about 5’8”, with a broad, furry chest and a tattoo stretching from shoulder to shoulder.  He has a good regulation sized cock.  His cock has a stud inserted in the piss slit.

He goes off to the bathroom with the director to verify his identity.  Beer Can Cock has stripped to nothing but his athletic socks and sneakers.  He is jerking his dick.  ECHole is watching his every move.  I remove my jeans, and put my boots back on.  The cod piece is stretched to the limit—I really want this ass.

A check of the light.  It’s too dark.  We open the curtains.  We are good to go.

I open my shirt to reveal the harness as I climb onto the bed.  ECHole is on all fours, sucking the Cub.  Beer Can jerks just out of range of the camera.  I am at my expected place, licking the hole we are all about to fuck.  I can certainly taste the loads he’s taken.  I unsnap the cod piece and my cock flops out.  It is erect instantly as I spit in this cum dumpster’s ass.

ECHole spins around on the bed.  The Cub starts to fuck him.  A pile driving fuck right out of the gate.  My cock is being sucked by ECHole.   I fuck the full length into him.  He takes me easily.  I take my wet cock around to his hole.  It’s my turn.  I slide in.   It’s a great ass—lubed to perfection with the loads.  The camera zooms in as I fuck.  I slow my rhythm to show off the length.  I pull almost all the way out of his hole—and slam it back in.

Beer Can Cock takes his turn next.  He fucks hard and fast.  I watch ECHoles’ face as he revels in the pleasure of the oversized girth of that dick.

We go around again.  ECHole is still right on the edge of the bed for us to stand and fuck.  This time the Cub shoots his load.  Internal and deep.  He takes his cock to be cleaned by ECHole.  I can’t wait to fuck in his load--I push into ECHOLE’s ass with ease.  My cock head does what it does best—it drags the jizz from the puffy hole.  The camera zooms in again.  I bend—lick at it and spit it back on the hole.  I push it home with my dick.  The camera moves under me.  The director is in-between my legs.  It must be a great shot of my sperm cover dick. 

I pull out and let the Cub clean me as Beer Can Cock goes back in.

We rotate again.  Kneeling on the bed to fuck this time.  The Cub shoots a second load—and he’s still going strong.

I want to change it up.  I lie down and tell ECHole to ride my dick.  He does.  We both like how deep I am in his butt.  Suddenly I feel the Cub’s studded cock head poking at us.  He pushes right in.  It feels tremendous, his studded cock running along the length of my cock.  We are able to keep it going for quite a few minutes, before his cock pulls mine out on his backstroke.  We insert me again.  And give him our two dicks.

Heaven.

*****

We are back to doggy—with us standing.  The Cub shoots a third load.  I fuck in it.  I have to concentrate.  But suddenly I’m there, too.  I am firing deep into the German’s gut.  I stay in as long as I can—than pull my load out for the camera.

Beer Can Cock fucks in my load and is vocally appreciative—but he can’t shoot.

I slip in one last time—and in close up—pull more cum from his chute.

“That’s a wrap.”

I hope to be in this man again...

*****

When I get home, Bob is agog.  His earlier top had not cum, but he has an 11 inch Black man coming over.  He arrives—early 20’s, nicely gym built.  He has more like 9.5—with a huge mushroom head.  He is surprised to see me typing up notes for the above post.  But he’s game.  He loves it when I get hard again and share the hole with him.  The boy only likes older white guys Bob has told me.  He fucks Bob very slowly.  At one point the boy indicates me to push in alongside him.  I can—just.

The young man also loves me sucking his cock each time he pulls out of Bob’s hole.  I push in right after.  About the third time we do it…he’s dribbling cum on the carpet.  I pull out and make him shoot the last of it into Bob.

He promises to come back for a proper, longer fuck—but never does.

*****

Dinner

No internet connection for hours.  Though Bob can get online with his phone.

Eventually we hook up with a young man both Bob and I fucked in Cleveland. 

He epitomizes everything I hate about so many in the cum dump scene.  A lazy bottom, lying in his sling—likely on something—barley aware we are there.  Texting for the next cock as I fuck him. 

The exact opposite of someone like ExtremeCumHole who relishes every cock he takes.

*****

We left.  I got Bob in the sling and fucked his load out of him before falling into bed.

(Photos of ExtremeCumHole are courtesy of this hansome, hot man....)