Doubling Up

West Michigan—August, 2018

We were alone this time, just Derrick and me.  Jacob was literally half a world away.  We chatted for a long time in their study, keeping an eye on the cavalcade of men in leather who flashed across the big screen television…

I am now naked but for athletic socks and a cock  ring.  We are sitting on the couch.  Derrick’s big hand is wrapped around my cock.  He strokes me.  Lightly.  With a slight twist.  I cup his nuts with my left hand—which pulses, more than squeezes.

“Stand up.”

I do.  His mouth sinks onto my cock.  It lingers on my cock head, then down the shaft.  He takes all but the last inch easily now.  He grabs my nuts and pulls me forward.  I am totally down his throat.  He holds me there until he’s on the verge of choking.  He pulls off me, seconds before he does.  I grab his head and fuck his face.  Seven or Eight strokes making him take most of my cock.  Then I let him take charge again. 

On and on we go, back and forth on who is taking the lead, until he needs to take a break.

I go to my knees.  I take his drooling dick into my mouth.  I wipe the pre-cum off with a single swipe of my tongue and swallow.  I suck and lick—cock head, shaft and balls.  I move below the balls, too, but not to his hole.  Not yet.

We reverse.

I am so ready to lick his ass.  Derrick gets out the narrow bench.  He balances on it.  I sink to my knees behind.  I take a long look at the mounds of flesh in front of me—memorizing how they look.  And I burrow in.  Straight to his hole.  Derrick does a deep intake of breath.  I pull his cheeks apart and go deeper.  I leave massive amounts of spit behind.  I tongue fuck him until he’s groaning.  I stand up.  My dick disappears.  I don’t even try to work it in—I just glide home, he is so ready for me.  I listen to the sound of my heavy ball sac slapping at Derrick.  It turns me on even more.

I finally stop fucking.  He cleans my cock.   Derrick tells me he wants to spend lots of time with his tongue up my hole—since it’s just us.  We agree to do that downstairs.

The rimseat is set up right inside the door as we enter the playroom.  I let him adjust the lights—and he gets under the seat.  I sit.  He hands me fresh poppers.  I take a hit and let him go to work.  I sigh and close my eyes.  I check out and let his tongue work over every millimeter of my hole. 

He drills deeply into me.  I might as well be getting fucked.  It feels that forceful.  I take another hit.  My mouth opens and I become very verbal about how good he is making me feel…

When my head clears, I stand up—surprising Derrick, but I want to thank him.  I tell him to stay under the seat.  I kneel between his legs and raise them up.  I sink my dripping dick into him.  My cock feels twice the size as it normally does, though I’m sure it’s not.  He grabs himself behind the knees and tells me to fuck him.  I do.  Hard and fast.  And just as quickly, I pull out, get his legs down and sit back on the seat for round two…

*****

We move to the sling.  My hole is dripping with his spit.  I can feel how wet it is as I help him into the sling.  I eat his hole—not for nearly as long but every bit as deep.  My cock is raging. 

I fuck him with my dick. 

I fuck him with one of their life-like toys.

I fuck him with the toy and my dick together.

I grease up my hand.  He takes my left effortlessly.  I add my dick.

I go back and forth between one and then the other.

Now both again.

I grease up my right hand.

Now it’s about going back and forth between hands—giving my dick a break.

My left is buried in him.  My right hand slides down my lubricated left arm.  The fingers go into him.  He has one hand and two fingers in him now.  I pull back and my right hand slides down the left again.  Four fingers.  

And now four fingers and a thumb.  I worm it forward. 

I pull out.

We try it one more time.  The left fully in place---and this time my entire right hand goes into him.  I hold it for a moment.  Move just the tiniest bit—sending incredible shocks through Derrick.

And that’s it.  His hole is done. 

But he tells me I am the first to ever double fist his ass.

*****

We go to the guest room.  Derrick lies down on the bed I am in when I stay over.  His head hangs over the edge.  His hole may be done, but he wants to get off—and this is the way.  I straddle his face, my cock inches from his eyes.  He ovals his mouth and I begin face fucking him.

Three strokes then I pull out. 

Four.

 

Five.

Derrick is panting and beating his dick like crazy.

I rest for a second, then begin face fucking him in earnest.  I’m not going to let up until he shoots.

I pump his face.  Over and over.

He blasts his load all over his abdomen...

The picture above is from an earlier session—but it’s exactly what we did that day.