Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Doubling Up On Jake

Northwest Indiana—October, 2017

Jake was traveling again—he asked for a play date in my hometown.  I let him know I was not home, but working to the south.  He countered that he could drive to me so we could still play and then he could go on to his destination the next day.  I thought that sounded fine.  He arrived on schedule in the early afternoon.  I re-did the sling—putting it farther into the corner of my hotel room.  I pulled the covers off the bed, set out some toys and we were ready.

I am in a very worn jock.  Jake is naked but for all his piercings and his Bulldog harness.  He appreciates the jock, snuffling it like he is looking for truffles.  My cock falls out and Jake instantly takes it in his mouth.  It begins to grow the moment his tongue finds the piss slit.  Once I’m fully hard, I ask him to roll over—I want his ass on my tongue.  I dive in.  Jake is on all fours right by the edge of the bed.  I eat.  I spit.  I get him very wet.  I’m in no hurry we have a long playtime ahead of us.

I stand up and poke at his hole.  The head disappears.  I pull out and eat some more.  The next time I stand up, I give him the entire length.  I hold in place.  Jake begins squeezing me—showing off the results of his Kegel workout.  It feels great.  It makes me give him a really hard fuck.

I stop long enough to add the egg-headed dildo.  He grunts at the new intrusion.  I don’t give him much time to think—I just stick my cock in alongside the toy.  I fuck—loving how full his ass feels.  I still think it’s the perfect double fuck toy for my dick.

We move to the sling.  I work my fingers up him, heavily lubed.  I give him my left and then my right hand.  And my dick.  Hard and fast.  Jake watches it all in the mirror strapped to the top of the sling frame.  Then it’s back to my dick.  Long strokes.  I do the “stand still and pull the sling to me” move.  I am slamming his butt onto me with every tug.

I love cranking this man open with the speculum.  I open it far enough so I can fuck with it in place.  But first, I use one finger to play with his prostate.  Now I slide my dick in.  I love the cool metal on the sides on my cock and his warm flesh above and below.  I fuck slower with it in him—really savoring each stroke of my cock.  I finger his prostate once more and crank it shut.

I grease up the Oxball Tunnel Plug.  I fold it in on itself and work it up Jake’s stretched hole.  It snaps into place after a couple of tries.  I stick my dick through it.  It is maybe 6 inches in length, so close to 2/3 of my dick is in plastic—but the end of the shaft and the head poke into hot flesh.  It’s  a fun sensation—and I know it gives Jake a good opening stretch.  I pick up the pace of the fuck.  When I do, the plug comes out attached to my dick.  I work it off me and back up Jake.  I add the egg-headed dildo through the tunnel.  There is not much give.  Jake groans in ecstasy over the stretch.  I push the toy through the other toy—in and out, making Jake pant.

Serious fisting time.  Lateral stretches.  One hand.  The other.  Repeat.  Slide in one.  Creep the other down my well lubed wrist until he has one fist and four fingers of the other hand in him.  Reverse hands and do it again…

We break.  We nap.  We eat dinner.  We read.  We watch football.  (Dear God, I don’t believe I just typed that sentence—but I swore to my readers I would always tell the truth!)

Sling time again.  I want to go for the full double fist—like we did in our last session.  I grease up.  I start up this session with an easy back and forth of hands. 

Once more—the right slides in flat handed and curls into a fist as it enters.   My left hand fingers slide down my right wrist and into his ass.  A gentle push and Jake’s ass snaps around both wrists.

I reverse it.  It is even easier with the left in place first.

I can’t stop doing it now.  Jake is in his own blissful head space.


One last time.  I hold one fist in place.  The second arm slides out.  With a small twist the other follows.  I massage his hole and reach for one of the towels I brought from home to wipe up all that grease….

(Tomorrow I will post Jake's version of our meet.)

Oxball Ass Tunnel:  the large one, of course.

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