Perfectly In Tune

Chicago—December, 2018

I think we re-connected on BBRT.  He was a slightly younger man who I’d met a couple of years ago at one of the great New Year’s Eve parties/orgies that I went to in Chicago (before the hosts moved west.)  We had a great time over the course of that evening.  He was mostly a top—and topped plenty that night—but he gave up his ass to me.  He loved my cock, but we found we also had a host of things in common.  We promised to keep in touch, but as is often the case, after a few messages, we lapsed.  The logistics of distance seemed to keep us from a re-match.

Two years later, maybe three, I got a message.  He’d been thinking about me and wondered if he could host me at his place before the madness of the holidays.  He was thinking we would do some one on one play in the afternoon and open it to others in the evening.  That sounded great.  We set the date.

It was a snowy drive in, but with no real slow down.  I brought the sling and the rimseat at his request.  Seth hadn’t changed.   He’s in his early 50’s with lots of graying hair. In decent shape, Seth is almost as tall as I am.  There is a prominent tat on his chest.  He has a big cock and a nicely rounded ass—I was eager to re-acquaint myself with both.  He was mid clean out as I set up all the play equipment.  And then things slowed down.  He was cleaning thoroughly for my big cock and he got water caught deep in his guts—and no matter what he did, he couldn’t get it out.

We played a little:  Lots of cocksucking and ass eating.  He got under the rimseat and gave me a masterful rimming.  I did the same for him in the sling.  We constantly took breaks to see if he could shift the water.  I read a little and played with his cat—who acted more like a dog than any feline I have come across.  At one point, I even napped with the cat sprawled across my chest.

Time wore on.  Two others were set to arrive just after 6pm.

I answered the door.  An extremely good looking man came in.  He had the good looks Hollywood loves.  Tall, dark, hairy-chested—a Robert Mitchum in his heyday type.  Jack stripped instantly to his white jock while I answered a second ring at the door.

The next one in was a short blond surfer type, maybe 35.  He stripped instantly revealing a designer jock and beautiful, intricate tribal tats that covered half his body.  I’d been told Miles was a regular of Seth’s, while Jack was a friend of Miles.

We began to play.  We were all very oral—and seeing one man serve as cocksucker to the other three was super hot.  And we all took a turn being that man.

 Jack was in the sling first.  I couldn’t wait to fuck this hot man.  I ate him out as he jacked his cock.  I began a slow entry.  And from that moment I could do nothing to please him. I was going too fast, too slow, too hard, not hard enough.  

“Oh, now that’s good, but I really need to take a break…”

Jack fucked Miles a little while Seth and I used the rimseat.  Jack’s phone went off.  He washed up and left…and the sex went from adequate to red hot…

“Fuck me.   Fuck me with that big daddy dick.”

Miles is in the sling, whimpering.  He’s taken Seth’s cock out of his mouth to plead for me to stop rimming and stick my cock in him.  I can’t stop eating his smooth, very white ass.  He squirms and makes the sexiest sounds around the cock which is back to invading his throat.

I stand up.  My cock slaps the mound of dick and balls hidden by the pouch of his jock.  I spit on my cock one more time and slide into him.  Slowly and deliberately.  His eyes go big and he stops sucking.  He takes me.  No poppers.  He squeezes down on me, giving me a nod.  “Fuck me.  Use this ass anyway you want.”  And he becomes hard.  His erection poking out of the jock.

I begin a slow fuck—but it builds fast.  The sling rattles enough that Seth reminds me there are people upstairs.  I bend over and kiss the boy.  He groans.  He’s an excellent kisser.  Seth pulls me up and we kiss, too.  The sexual temperature of the room climbs.

“Fuck him,” I say, pulling out of the kiss. 

We change places.  My cock goes into Miles’ mouth.  He groans as he swallows down his ass slime.  I bend and kiss him again, getting a taste of the juices he just licked off my cock.  Seth is fucking him hard.  I move behind him and stick my tongue in his crack on the back strokes.  He groans and slows the fuck a little so he can grind himself onto my tongue.

“Lick his cock while he fucks me,” Miles hisses.  “And come kiss me.”

I move under the sling.  I crane my neck up and lick Seth’s cock.  I tongue him again and again until I have quite a mouthful of sex juices.  I move around and come up, kissing Miles—letting it all drip from my mouth to his.  Once he has it all, I go in for the kiss to reclaim as much as I can get.  We share it back and forth—the perfect precum snowball.

Seth and I reverse again.  His wet cock goes directly into Mile’s mouth.  I kneel and feast on the slick hole it’s just left.  I lick and swallow until I can’t stand not having my dick in him…

*****

We move to the rimseat.  I am under it.  Seth sits on the seat.  I work my tongue into his ass (he has gotten rid of the water sometime while Jack was still around.)  But his hole is puckered like it’s been fucked all night due to his cleanout ordeal.  I try to soothe it with my mouth.

Suddenly I jab my tongue into him—for Miles has sat on my dick.  His hole clings to my dripping cock as he slides down onto me.  He grinds himself into my pubes as he grunts out his pleasure.  He works himself up and down on me, now bending to suck Seth’s cock—at least that is what it sounds like, as all I can see is ass.

“Let’s change,” says Seth.

He gets up and soon I have Miles’ wet butt on my face.  He gasps at how deep my tongue goes into him with the help of the spreading provided by the seat.  Seth is sucking my cock, licking up all of Miles’ ass juice off me.  I drill into Miles, creating a steady drip of ass slime and our mixed precums into my mouth.  Suddenly I freeze.  Seth is now sitting on my cock, not just sucking it.  He bounces.  I enter into that perfect world where it’s all about heat and wetness and skin on skin contact.

Seth gets off me—just before I would have shot my load.  I’m on a mission now.  I need to cum—and tell them so.

“Cum in Miles so I can felch it and add mine.

Miles eagerly gets in the sling.  I skip the rimming, still tasting his ass on my tongue.  I plow into him.  Seth stands behind me, his cock rubbing my ass crack, twisting my nipples.  I am plowing deep and hard.  It’s all about me now.  I don’t care about anything else. 

I blast inside him.  I grab the sling frame and hang on.  Seth goes to his knees, ready to clean me or just stick his face in the freshly bred hole.  I pull out slowly.

“Let me clean it, please…” whispers Miles.

I bring it gingerly up to him, as Seth begins tonguing Miles’ hole, rooting out my seed…