Happy New Year!

I am so ready for 2019...

I am in Toronto.  There was a great Fukdto party last night which you will read about in around a month.

I was working on a post about my November trip to this city...and I'm just too tired from all the fucking I did last night--and I, frankly, want to nap before doing some more tonight.

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I hope my readers the world over have a happy and prosperous 2019!

Readership has jumped in 2018.  Should I thank Tumblr?

Here's a teaser from the next post--setting the scene for working over Franklin's cute, furry ass...

Fellatio Interruptus

Near Home—November, 2018

After all the great sex I’d been having, I was in a constant state of arousal.  Sometimes I can be sated by really mind blowing sex—and sometimes my dick just demands more.  This was one of those latter times.  I went to the bookstore…

“That feels so good.”

 I am sitting in the straight theatre on the couch.  It  is really beginning to show the wear and tear it takes.  The Elfin guy is riding my cock.  I’m glad he’s getting a something out of it, for I’m barely feeling it, trapped inside the condom he’s rolled into place.  His legs eventually give out and he pulls off me.  He sucks me a bit more after freeing me from the latex. 

He wanders off to get something to drink from the machine.

I am alone.  There is no one else here.

30 minutes later a really young, rather scruffy, college kid comes in, escorted by the Elfin guy.  I guess he’s acting as tour guide as he points the young one to my erection.  To his credit, the kid falls to his knees and gives me head.  Really good head.  He pulls off once to look at me.  I nod encouragement.  He pulls off me one other time to look at the Elfin guy who is kneading his cock through his trousers as he watches the kid working my cock. 

The kid is now jerking himself.

The young cock sucker tries to deep throat me and it’s all over.  He shoots all over the grungy tiled floor.  He beats a hasty retreat.

Elfin guy follows him out.

I am alone for about 20 minutes.  The porn is good enough to keep me vaguely aroused, but I am thinking about leaving.

An attractive man in his mid 30’s comes in.  He’s in jeans and tee and carries his winter coat.  He’s just under six feet tall, with a lean, lanky body.  He sits next to me and pulls out his dick.  An above average dick.  A very hard dick.  He strokes it, all the while looking at my  bigger one.

He raises an eyebrow in query.

“Please…” I tell him.

He bends and takes me into his mouth.  It’s not a great angle, but he’s enthusiastic.  He gets me very wet with his spit.  The door opens and he sits back up as the Elfin guy comes back in.  He won’t do anything with an audience, it seems.  I slide off the couch and lick the precum off his big cock head.  He acts surprised—then pleased—as I suck his whole cock into my mouth.

Elfin guy pulls out his dick and strokes.  I rarely see him hard—but he is now.

“Let me suck you,” says the guy I’m working on.

I stand up and he leans forward to take me.  This is much better.  The occasional tooth scraping is now gone.  He takes most of me down his throat.

Elfin guy moves in.  He pushes me to the side and goes down on the young man.  The young guy leans back to enjoy the new mouth on his cock.  I watch.

But my cock is demanding.  I step up on the couch, straddling the kid and feed him dick.  I brace myself against the cold cinder block and fuck his throat.

It’s too much excitement for him.  He blows his load down the Elfin guy’s throat.

They both take off. 

I end up blue balled and all alone in the place.

*****

Don’t feel too sorry for me—I went home and packed for a two day visit to Toronto—for a meet with Franklin and to attend another Fukdto.

“Felch Me...But Share It.”

Grand Rapids—November, 2018

After the great session with Derrick and Jacob, I did nothing sexual the rest of the week until the weekend—which just happened to be the gathering of bareback buddies up to the north of me.  Once again I took the sling.  I should have taken the rimseat, as the guest who usually brings his couldn’t make this gathering.  The bed, leather covered, is in the middle of the room, so we can play on all four sides.

I went down the stairs to strip.  The men were eager tonight.  It’s 10 minutes to start time and there are already 10 guys there.  (I was later told we had 17 total, 15 fucking at any one time.)  I head back upstairs as soon as I’m in jock and boots and have my lube tucked in my waistband. 

The men are already all over each other.  Some are kneeling and sucking the dicks on either side of them.  I sit on a chair slightly aside from the group and just watch.  My cock is stiffening under the fabric.  Soon, a young man I don’t know crawls out of the cluster of men he’s been pleasing and over to between my splayed legs.  He frees my dick from the fabric goes to work on my cock.  I groan as he takes me down.  A fifty something top comes over to watch and ends up sticking his wet dick in my mouth.

Soon the men shift to ring the chair where I sit.  Different men suck me.  Different cocks are stuck in my mouth—cocks of all shapes and sizes.  Men peel off and begin pairing off to fuck on the bed.  I am intent on the Daddy thrusting into my mouth and someone’s tongue licking my balls.  The Daddy moves away and reveals a perfectly round, very white and hairless ass facing me.  I stand up and move the two steps to the bed where the man with the butt in my direction is waiting on all fours.  I sink to my knees and bury my face in his hole.  There is the tiniest amount of hair right around his pucker.  I leave it sopping wet.

“Fuck me,” says the man.

Now I know who he is—I was totally just tongue fucking anonymous ass before.  Mark is a man who last year was a regular at these gathering, but hasn’t been to anything since I returned to them after my busy summer.  I know to enter him slowly.  (I’m surprised he’s one of the first men on all fours—he usually tops for the first half of the evening.  Once he starts taking dick, he’s a power bottom for the rest of the night.)

My wet dick pushes into him.  His ass clings to every inch as I slowly fill him up.  I know to linger a moment.  Poppers uncap.  And a “Now, fuck me!”

I do.  It’s wonderful to be back up him.  I love how he can milk me.  I fuck him slowly at first.  I build to a really hard railing. I slow, pull out and bring my dick around to his mouth.  He is a damned good looking sliver haired daddy.  He cleans my cock with a real relish, making loud slurping sounds. 

I go right back into his hole.  As I fuck him again, I look around me.  The whole bed is alive with fucking and rimming. All four sides are used for doggy style fucking. One man is kneeling in the middle of the bed.  He is feeding his hard cock to each man in rotation so they can each have a moment of having both their holes filled.   Other men are by the top of the stairs, trading blow jobs or watching and stroking to the action on the bed.  The Turk is getting fucked, not in the sling, but bent over, holding on to it.

I pull out.  I can’t get my man to lick his ass juice off me, for it’s his turn with the guy in the middle.  I feel a hand on my thigh, and the guy who is getting fucked to his right bends around to clean my dick instead.

And it happens—the top gives way on that guy and moves to his left.  We all shift one ass over and around the bed.  New dicks in new asses.  The feel is remarkably different.  We fuck, all the tops, grinning at each other.

We do it again…and again until all four tops have had all four men on offer.  Men come to take their place.  I go find the Turk and eat his incredibly hairy ass as he bends over watching the action on the bed.  He’s had just the one guy up him.  I am pretty sure there’s a load—as it was the top with no self control fucking him bent over the sling.  I stand up and churn the load.  It’s a silky fuck in a hot young man.  He’s eager to taste the load all over my cock…

****

I am kneeling and eating the well fucked butt of a tall, otter-ish man.  He’s only had one much smaller man up his ass tonight.  I pull apart his cheeks and drill deeper.  He’ eager for me:  “Rip up my hole with that cock,” he says, smirking at me over his shoulder.  I stand up and plow him, doggy.  It’s too much.  He asks to flip.  On his back on the bed it is much easier for him to take me.  And another bottom sits a cum-dripping-ass on the otter’s handsome face as I keep fucking…

****

It’s late.  The sling hasn’t gotten as much work tonight.  I have my first man, Mark, in it.  I am working up to giving him my load.  And up from the buffet table troops the tops who haven’t gotten off tonight or are ready to go again.  It turns into a mini gangbang, with me the lucky felcher.

Another silver fox takes my place.  I know he hasn’t cum yet.  He now fucks with just that mission in mind.  He shoots deep into the man in the sling.  I clean his dick, licking every inch and then move over for whatever cum is dripping out of Mark’s hole.

I fuck the rest of it deeper.

The top half of the couple who are regulars, the man’s who cock is a mirror image of mine, is up next.  I’m surprised he’s going for another round.  It’s a short brutal fuck.  He cums.  “Clean me up!” he commands.  I do.  And this time I’m pushed into the cummy mess leaking out of Mark.  “How is it?”  the tops asks. 

I grunt my pleasure.  And I fuck with the two loads in him.

A new man fucks the creamy hole.  He cums almost the moment he enters the super wet hole.  He’s a great mix of embarrassed and pleased that he’s obviously shot the biggest load yet.  I clean him up—and spend forever licking up all the stray cum off Mark’s ass.  I fuck and mix the three loads.

The Turk shows off that he’s versatile.  He fucks a long time—loving the feel of the hole, but can’t quite get off.  I clean up his dick.  And fuck Mark.  That’s all it takes.  The Turk fires his first spurt on Mark’s balls.  I pull out and get my cock head in range.  I’m covered with the rest of his load.  The Turk’s eyes go big as I fuck his cum into Mark. 

Mark himself is now beating his wet cock with some of the Turk’s cum.  He fires all over his chest.  The contractions of his shooting send me over the edge.  I shoot the final load into Mark.

I stay in him, swaying, holding on to the sling frame for a long time.

“Do it,” Mark hisses.  “Felch me...but share it.”

I kneel and get a huge mouthful of our mixed loads.  I stand up and snowball it to Mark.

Fuck, yeah—what a welcome back…

Derrick and Jacob: The Photo Gallery Explodes

West Michigan—November, 2018

I think it must have been my Christmas present.  Derek and Jacob sent me a massive amount of pictures of three different play sessions.  I’d asked for the pictures of the November session I’m about to write about when I visited them in December.  Not only did I get these hot shots I’ve been told I can share, I got the December session and a bundle of pictures from a summer meet I’d already written up.

As always, we started upstairs in the study, erotic pictures of bearded men in leather doing obscene things to each other flashing on the over sized television screen… 

Jacob is next to me, Derrick is at the desk.  We are all totally naked today.  Jacob is stroking his PA-ed dick and pulling on his nuts.  He asks me to beat his balls.  Derrick comes over to show me just how he likes it done.  The ever increasing strength of the thwack on his testicles is certainly making precum drool out of his cock.  I take a turn.  Jacob squirms, delighted.

Derrick gets on his knees in front of me.  He shows off how deeply he can take my dick down his throat.  Jacob kneels next to him and takes a turn.  Derrick grabs the camera.

Jacob spits on my rampant cock and sits on me.  His ass is incredibly hot and wet—considering I haven’t even had the time to eat it out yet.  He rides me with slow deliberate strokes

The moment he pulls off me, I tell him to let me taste his hole.  He kneels on the thin bench and I dive in.

I slobber a ton of saliva into him.  Soon enough I stand up and fuck him.  

Derrick takes pictures, stroking himself with his other hand.  Soon, he takes a turn up his partner, as well. 

I clean his cock when he’s done.  I tell Jacob to flip on his back.  His legs go up and I’m inside him…

Derrick fucks him briefly in this position, too, but we realize we’d be more comfortable in the playroom.  Down we go.   Derrick raises the sling so I won’t have to bend my knees to fuck.  Jacob gets in it and I begin to work on his hole.

I slide in and fuck.  I grab his balls again—and work on them like we did upstairs.

I get his hole lubing itself.  I pull his cheeks apart and lick it up. 

I add a small realistic dildo.  I double fuck him with that.  He’s ready for my hand.  He takes my right first.  I add my cock, sliding along my palm, filling his ass.  I reverse it.  My left hand goes into him.  My cock goes in and I fuck between my fingertips.

And then the pictures stopped as Derrick got in the sling.  I eat his hole, pushing as deep as I can into him.  He jerks his dick while he is licking out Jacob’s armpit.  My cock is so ready to go into him.  I stand up and fuck him.  This makes Jacob stroke his cock.  He comes around and fucks Derrick while I watch.  We trade off on his ass. 

I work my right hand into him.  Jacob stands on my left.  When I pull out, making Derrick groan, Jacob lubes up his right hand.  He goes into Derrick easily.

“Join me.”

I link my left elbow with his right arm.  My left hand glides down Jacob’s forearm and into Derrick.  We are now palm to palm in Derrick’s ass.  Our fingers entwine.  We are holding hands deep inside him. 

*****

It’s my turn in the sling.  Derrick eats my hole with abandon.  Jacob gives me his armpit to lick.  But he wants more.   He pulls a chair next to the sling and steps up on it.  His leg goes across to the table on the side of the sling.  Then, holding onto the chains, he lowers his ass onto my face.  I am rimming his butt as my own is being eaten out by Derrick.  Soon, Jacob carefully reverses and can actually sit on my dick while I lie there.  He rides me.  The novelty is working.  I fire a load deep into his ass.
  

He eventually pulls off my dripping dick.   I get out of the sling to let Jacob in…so Derrick can felch my load….

Mr. International Rubber Invades the Piss Party.

Chicago—November, 2018

The next day, Alejandro and I went to the piss party.  I took the sling.  I was expecting a lot of guys to attend for Mr. International Rubber was in town.  The hosts were expecting a lot of men, too—we were starting earlier to accommodate their schedule.  As it turned out, there were about 6 of us for the first hour.  We drank up.  No one really played.

Men started to filter in by the second of the 6 hours; a few regulars and lots of men from the rubber convention.  But, for me, the scene never really ignited.  It was much more social:  chat as you drank your beer, piss it out on someone and go back for another drink and continue your chat.  There was not much cock sucking, and even less fucking.  Alejandro let me know that his hole was feeling it from the day before—he was all top this afternoon.  I drank his piss a couple times.  And waited.

I found a cocksucker.  Finally.  But I was out of piss for him—having hosed down the lone man in the inflatable pool.  I hydrated more.

And then the first of two memorable moments happened…

“You write the blog, don’t you…”

It’s really not a question from the attractive man in front of me.  It is more of a statement.  He knows he has it right.  I admit to him I do.

“I would love to have you fuck me.”

I point out I brought the sling.  We drink up and head into the dark back corner.  He is tall and lanky.  He could be anywhere from 30 to 45.  Attractive face…and a gorgeous butt.  I help him into the sling.  As always, the moment someone rattles the chains, a crowd gathers.  I kneel and begin to burrow into his ass with my tongue.  He groans.  I hear poppers opened.  I drill deeper into his rather tight hole.

“You gonna fuck him?” someone in the crowd asks.

I don’t answer.  I stand up, slap my throbbing cock on his ball sack.  Piss erupts from my dick coating his balls and running down his crack.  I bend, lick some of it up and push into his hole.

“Yeah, fuck him with that big dick,” says the same guy.

Hands reach out and stroke the man in the sling—his cock, his nipples, his abs.

“He needs piss,” I tell the crowd of onlookers.  “Piss on him while I fuck him.”

I have gone from a measured fuck to real pounding.

And suddenly the first geyser of piss splashes us.  It’s aimed at his abs.  I’m covered, too, as it moves down and bounces off his cock and balls.  Another guy standing to the side aims perfectly at the man’s mouth.  The pig ovals and drinks him down, at least as much as he can for the torrent is so strong that much of it washes out of his mouth and coats his chest.  A third man aims a stream right at where my cock can fuck it into the now sloppy hole. 

This makes me slow slightly—so my cock can collect more piss.  My super wet dick pumps it into him with every stroke.  When the stream slows and stops, I pull out, kneel and feast on the mess of piss and ass juice that is dribbling out of his puffy hole.  I pray someone will hose me down now—with my face buried in him—but no luck with that.  I eat my fill and stand up for round two.

I love the sloshing sound my dick makes as it fucks into him.  Over and over.  The guy is awash in piss.  My sling is one large piece of leather, not a web sling—there is no drainage.  The motion of my fucking sends the excess piss under him dripping in long streams to the floor.

A regular is stroking his dick as he watches me drill into this now not so tight butt.  “You should fuck this wet ass,” I tell him.  He agrees and quickly replaces me.  I stand to the side and piss on the guy’s cock entering the blog reader in the sling.  This makes the new guy really excited.  He fucks faster and faster.  He edges himself perfectly—stopping just before he cums.

I fall to my knees and clean his cock.  It’s an amazing moment—every taste of sex I love.  He finally pulls away from me, thinking he might shoot and pushes my face into the dripping hole.  I lick and eat my fill.  It makes my cock drool.  I stick it back into him.

“Let me have some of that.”

It’s a young guy I don’t know, with an uncut cock sticking out of a rubber jock.  He’s eager and I am more than willing to let him.  I step aside and let him into the wet hole.  He fucks with quick jack rabbit strokes.  The chains rattle.  More piss is spewed on the boy getting fucked.  The new top speeds up.  I can’t tell if he is shooting a load or not—but it sure looks like it. 

He pulls out.  He’s watched me clean the last guy.  He offers me his dick to suck clean.  I work my tongue under the ample foreskin.  I am in pig heaven.  I still can’t tell if he’s truly shot or is just a heavy precummer. Either way it tastes great and I don’t care.

“Go on pig, eat out his hole again,” he tells me, slowly pulling his cock out of my mouth.   I move over on the wet floor.  I lick and swallow all the mixed juices.  Again I am rampant.  I fuck the blog reader until he finally asks to take a break.

*****

“I’m going to leave soon,” Alejandro tells me.  I don’t think he’s played much.  I’m pretty sure he has fed piss to a couple of others, not just me.

“If I can’t fuck you—I’d love to eat your hole.”

His eyes brighten.  “Yeah, you sure could.”

We go to the sling.  It’s pretty much dried off.  He hops in.  I get down on my knees. 

I nuzzle my way into that ass.  Again.  I can feel that his ass lips are still slightly swollen from all our fucking.  I work them gently.  Poking and prodding.

And then it happens.  What I love here—and can’t get anywhere else.  Someone begins pissing on his cock and balls.  The piss sluices down his ass crack and into my mouth.  I work to catch my breath—and only end up swallowing more.

Fuck!  I can never get enough.

Alejandro's Wet Return

Chicago—November, 2018

Do you remember Alejandro?  It’s been awhile since I’ve written about him.  (Our first meet, with some hot pics of him, is here.)  He is a man who loves the blog, piss, pits, and hard raw fucking.  After chatting with me for more than a year, he flew into Chicago from the East Coast for some very wet play.  Maybe this will remind you:

This time, we chatted for a good month before the meet.  He asked for some role play while online, which we did—all about his supposedly hooking up with a young vanilla guy in Chicago—and it was actually old, perverted me he would stumble in on. 

On the appointed day, I set up the sling at my usual motel on the north side of the city, hydrating like crazy.  The rimseat was to the side of the stripped down bed.  I also set a towel on a tarp, just as you came into the room.  I wrote a note about him stripping down to just his jock and A-shirt and left it on the towel. I also included something he wasn’t expecting— it told him to kneel there and tie the yellow bandanna around his eyes…

A text comes in.  He’s here.  I shoot him the room number, crack the door and step into the bathroom.  I put on my own mask.  I have on ancient jeans and flannel shirt.

I hear him come in and strip down.  When all is quiet, I step out.  He looks incredibly hot—and vulnerable.  His hands are behind his back.  I step in.  The mound of my cock flesh, hidden by all that denim, rubs his face.  I grab the back of his head as he protests…and let the piss begin to flow.  He can’t feel it at first, but then it’s obvious what’s happening, the denim is becoming soggy with my piss flow.  He groans…and rips the blindfold off.  The role play goes out the window as I unzip and make him take my wet, pissed out dick into his mouth.

I am hard instantly.  Alejandro jumps into the sling as I strip out of the wet jeans.  I get on my knees and pull his ass cheeks apart.  His ass hair is trimmed from the last time I was here, but it is wet and juicy from anticipation.  I stick my tongue deep into that beautiful butt.  I hear the poppers open.  My bladder tells me I still have some piss in reserve.  I stand up and hose down his ass crack.

Alejandro grunts out his surprise and pleasure, while kneading the pouch of his now sodden jock.  I go back to licking my piss out of his ass crack.  I am rewarded with a shower of his piss streaming down onto my face and tongue.  I drill our combined fluids into his ass.  I lube my dick with the coconut oil as I lick and suck.

I stand up and enter him for the first time in months.  I go in slowly.  Carefully.  With our eyes locked on each other.  I seem him melt into the actuality of the feeling we have been talking about for so long.  I point up to the mirror, reminding him he can see me inching into his wet ass.  He glances up and groans as he sees my thick cock splitting him open.

My full length is finally in him.  I take a deep breath as I hold in place.  And I begin to fuck him.  He’s right with me, squeezing when he should, breathing into the stroke.  His ass feels wet and hot, and has that extra drag of a tight ass. 

I begin to pick up speed and really fuck him.  I slam into him, grabbing the bars of the sling frame next to the mirror for support. 

“Fuck me…” he mumbles.  “Fuck me with that big…”

He is cut off, for I pull out and shoot a blast of piss across his chest.  I push right back into his hole.

“Piss fuck me!”

I give him slow long strokes as I say “I have something different for you…”

I slow the fuck and pull out.  I move to the cooler I brought with me.  The devil’s dick container is right there.  I pull it out.  “I have 9 loads for you…”

I open the lid.  Even on ice blocks, the solid mass of cum has melted.  But it is still in the condom.

My hard cock brushes his ass lips.  I work just the head back into him.  I reach for the shot glass the condom rests in.  I pour it on my dick.

I fuck my cum covered cock into his ass.  Over and over.  Pour and pump.  I fuck my once frozen jizz into him.

His hole is now awash with nine loads of cum and whatever piss I have fucked into him.   I don’t dwell on that, or I’ll add a fresh load faster than I want to…The fuck is making that terrific slurping sound as I move in and out of him.

I pull out and give him my cum covered cock to clean.  He does so, ravenously.  I move back around.  I kneel and taste the delicious mix of all the juices in his ass.  I can’t stop…

*****

We have done a ton of fucking.  I have licked his pits out—and pissed in them—and licked again.  He loves sucking my dick after the dick head has mopped up all that flavor and pheromones in his armpit. 

I move back between his legs.  I taste his hole, briefly.  I will myself to stand up and fuck, when I could happily stay right there.  I suddenly stop the deep in and out and begin filling his ass with piss.  Alejandro knows just what he’s feeling—he’s been waiting for it.  I pump more and more piss into him.   It raises the temperature of his canal.  I begin a slow pump, listening to the slosh.  I don’t want to lose too much on the back stroke, so I fuck him gently.

“Let me feed you.”

He doesn’t have to ask me twice.  I help him out and I get under the rimseat.  He sits…just in time.  My tongue parts his puffy ass lips.  I open my mouth and a gusher splashes into me from his quivering hole.  An incredible mix of piss and all that cum from the Devil’s Dick.  More and more pours out of him.  My cock is rock hard as I feast on the juices we are sharing.

It only gets better when I save some in my mouth to give him a sloppy, wet kiss…