Working the Rimseat

Grand Rapids—January, 2019

My first sex play of the new year was the group which meets to the north of me.  I took my sling and the rimseat.  I set them up in the usual places—the rimseat tucked in a corner (with a yoga mat under it to lie on) and the sling in the opposite corner, making sure that the top could watch the action on the leather covered bed.

Downstairs, I found more than a dozen men beginning to undress.  Once they were clothed in jock or underwear, they went up the stairs and began to play.  I stripped quickly and joined them.

As I started writing this up, I realized that it was sounding exactly like every other gathering of this group.  Now that’s not bad.  But I wanted something slightly different to write about.  It was then I remembered the moment on the rimseat—and the four of us who couldn’t seem to leave it…

It is early in the night.  There has been the moment when everybody sucks everybody else’s cock.  Now, we’ve paired up for the first fuck—men on all fours, men on their backs—five bottoms are on the bed with five hard cocks slamming into them.  The sling is being used, too—one guy with a hard cock in both his holes.  Two other men sit in chairs, stroke and watch us as we fuck.

As if on cue, the tops move around the bed, fucking a new hole.  Bottoms have to adjust to a different sized cock in them; to the depth of the thrusts; to the speed which they are now being impaled.  I love how I go from a roomy ass to a very tight one.  From a furry butt to an all but hairless one.

This change is too much for one top.  With an explosive grunt he is suddenly unloading in one of my favorite men.  The lucky bottom is a former dancer with an ass that can suck cum out of just about any man.  The top, slightly embarrassed, goes downstairs until his erection returns.  I beckon the loaded bottom to come join me on the rimseat.  He knows just what I want and is eager to share.

His bubble butt quickly blocks out the dim light of the room.  I carefully lick up the cum that has been caught on the hairs of the ex-dancer’s ass.  I grunt my approval.  He is keeping his hole clenched tight.  I poke my tongue into his loaded ass. 

At that moment my hand is knocked away from where it is stroking my cock.  Some man sits on me.  He’s thin and his legs are hairy and his ass is wet—that’s all I can tell about him.  I burrow into the tight hole above me.  It’s the loaded bottom’s turn to groan.  I open him slightly.  Just enough to get a single pearl of cum on the tip of my tongue.  I push it right back into him, hoping for more.  I want that avalanche of jism pouring into my mouth.

My cock is being ridden by an increasingly wet hole as I poke and prod the ass on my face.  I am not getting any more cum.  The top did have a big dick—so he shot really deep into the milking hole.

I feel movement on either side of my ears.  Someone is standing astride the seat.  He pulls the ex-dancer up and for a moment I can see that it’s a top who who comes here with his vers boyfriend.  He plows the dancer’s ass.  Three merciless strokes into the tight hole with his fat cock.  He guides the man back down on the seat. 

The fucking has opened the hole for me.  A dollop of cum drops onto my tongue.  I groan, letting them all know I am being fed out of the ass I’m licking.  The man fucking himself on me speeds up, thinking I’m going to cum.

Ex-dancer is pulled up again.  Three more brutal fuck strokes go into his ass.  This time the top holds the man bent over in place and does a knee bend so I can lick his cum slick dick.  I clean the head and then he puts the man back down on the seat.  I am rewarded with a slow trickle of cum.  The bottom can feel it running out of him.  He whimpers as my tongue cleans him up.

“You want more?” asks the reaming top. 

I grunt something that is unintelligible. He takes it as a yes, hefts the bottom aloft again and gives him a brief power fucking.  Down he’s pushed on my face.  This time I get the mother lode.  Cum rains out of his ass.  It is all over my tongue and beard.  I groan and sputter and swallow.  I try for every drop.

The Ex-dancer stands up, rather shakily.  I can see now that the man on my cock is the vers partner of the top who is still standing behind the rimseat.

“Switch places,” he tells the two bottoms.

His partner eagerly gets off my cock and replaces the man on the seat.  The ex-dancer stretches for a moment before settling down on my ass juiced cock.  My tongue is eagerly exploring the new, meatier butt opened by the rimseat.  He has had at least three cocks in him at this point tonight.  He’s wet with his own juices, mixed precum and now my saliva.  I noisily eat him out.

Once again the man behind us wants to fuck.  He gives his partner a few strokes—then let’s me clean his dick and then has me go back to eating his boy’s hole.  It’s amazing how much wetter he is—and how pronounced the cock leakage is from the top behind me.  This is really turning him on.

I love the varied strokes I’m getting from the ex-dancer riding me.  Sometimes it’s a lazy fuck—other times he builds to a frenzy of impaling himself on my rigid dick.  He keeps it varied.  And once, he pulls off to taste his own ass on my dick, before fucking himself again.

I am deep in the ass above me, my tongue as rigid as my dick.  He is pulled up again.  The top fucks him—but with an urgency I haven’t seen yet tonight.  The top fucks and groans—and shoots a load into his partner.

“Eat my load, fucker,” he hisses out.  “Eat it.”

Someone else comes over to clean his dick.  My world is blacked back out as the loaded ass sits again.  He is wide open.   My tongue simply touches his puffy ass lips and I get a waterfall of cum onto my tongue.  I swallow it all…

*****

For the record, I did lots more fucking.  Including our Host when he got in the sling.  His hot BF and I took turns on him until we both dropped our loads deep inside, long after the others had gone home.

Equipment Close-up: The Fuck Bench Can Now Be Hung.

As I finally completed my sexual adventures for 2018, I thought I’d pause and let you see a new addition to my playroom.

I bought the padded fuck bench from JimSupport in 2013.  

I have loved it.  I have usually used it in the traditional tiered way—with the middle section adjusting to the comfort of the person on it. 

It can also go flat, then add leg supports to make it a good fisting bench.  In this position it is slightly low for me if I am fisting from a chair or stool. 

Well no longer.

I have finally gotten the converter rings which replace the legs—and it can hang in the sling frame.

It could also hang in the traditional fuck bench form—to add movement to the bottom being on all fours.

Now taking volunteers…

NYE Weekend: Happy New Year!

Toronto—NYE, 2018

I knew I wanted to ring in the New Year at a bathhouse, but as Toronto has several and I had just seen Franklin at Steamworks, I thought I should go somewhere else.  I spoke to Franklin and he told me he was headed to meet friends at Spa Excess. I hadn’t been there for almost ten years.  I decided to get there about two hours before midnight. 

Well, the place was jammed.  There was a huge buffet being set up as I acquired the last locker in the complex.  Most men had arrived to play in the afternoon/early evening and then be ready to eat at midnight.  As I worked my way through the packed bar, I wondered if I would find enough playmates who were hungry for what I could feed them.  I shouldn’t have worried…

I am in jock and boots, my towel thrown casually over one shoulder.  I make a circuit of the rooms on the locker room floor.   Just a few doors are open—most men seem to be in the bar.  I go up one floor.  There are more rooms—locked.  I turn into the play area.  At this end there is a sling (empty) and a fuck bench with a shapely, older ass on it.  There are also a couple of booths for more private play.  I walk past the little side annex where there is a glass wall so you can sit and watch guys shower.  The slurp ramp seems to have the most activity—though it’s a lot of guys on the upper level and no one is sucking them off.  I move around this and go into the farthest back corner where there is another alcove (where guys bend to get fucked) and a cage sitting on a platform. 

Being the shy and retiring type, I go up the two steps and into the cage.  I face the alcove where I can see shadowy figures.  I take my cock and stick it between the bars and grab onto them above my head.  Two men move out of the shadows.

“Suck his cock,” the bigger, older one tells the other.

The shorter, thinner guy takes me into his mouth.  I get hard fast.  He actually chokes and has to pull off me.

“Let me…”  The older guy sucks me, murmuring his approval around my swollen cock deep in his throat.  He pulls off me, grabbing it with one hand and giving it an appraising look.  “That’s a real ass destroyer.  You should fuck that whore on the bench.”

I grin, thank him and head back to the bench.  Yup, he’s still there.  I slap my wet cock on his ass.  He grunts and I poke it against his puffy hole.  I hear him take a huge hit of poppers.  I enter him—maybe a little roughly. 

“Fuck, yeah!” he gasps.

I fuck him hard. 

And then I smell it.   I pull out, sigh, and whisper to him to go check his clean out.  I go wash.

I come back—he hasn’t moved.  Another man is fucking him—I sigh and take my clean dick back to the cock suckers.  When I get to the cage I find a young, ripped Asian bent over the stool in the cage.  I instantly am up the steps and kneeling behind him.  My tongue finds his tight pucker.  I dig in.  His response is to reach behind him and pull his cheeks apart.  I slide deeper into him.  I slobber over his hole.

“Eat his hole,” I hear behind me.  I recognize the voice as the man who suggested I go fuck the guy on the bench.

I stand up.  I slap my cock on his thin, hairless ass.  “You want this raw dick in you.”

“Yes, sir,” he says faintly.

“Yeah?”

“No condom,” he says, slightly louder.

I don’t hesitate.  I work my head into his tight, but wet hole.  He groans but seems to will himself to open up.  It works.  I slide the rest of the way in.  I grab his hips, pause for a few seconds and begin to fuck. 

Guys watch us fuck in the cage.  Many towels are tented. 

I pull out for a moment.  The kid swivels and dutifully cleans my cock.  I ruffle his hair and slide back into him.  A big burly, olive skinned man stands behind me on the steps to the cage.  He is naked and jerking a thick uncut cock.  I motion for him to feed it to the kid.  He tries to get around to the young man’s head, but the space is too tight.  I pull out…and the new man shoves his cock in.

“You fuck him good,” the same cheerleader chortles.

The new fucker suddenly pulls out and leaves.  Has he cum?

I go to my knees and investigate with my tongue.  His hole tastes delicious, but there’s no load…

*****

I walk around more.  The bench area is closed.  It’s been mopped but still has the tell-tale odor of shit.  Why didn’t he listen to me?

*****

I find two Asian friends bent over, side by side, in the dark alcove near the cage.  I fuck one and finger the other.

“Fuck me, too.”

I happily reverse the dick and the finger.

Back and forth. 

*****

I find Franklin eating supper.  He begs off sex—he’s been there all afternoon with a large dicked friend.  I do sooth his ravaged hole with some tongue action when he’s done with dinner.

*****

The sling area is back open.  A man with jet black skin lies in it, his billed leather cap pulled over his face like a blindfold.  He’s a great fuck.  He also has the largest nipples I’ve seen on a man under 40.  I can’t keep my hands off them as I fuck a load out of him. 

I pull out and step into one of the booths.  I lock the door and just sit on the floor for a moment.  I look to my left—and there is a gloryhole to the corridor.  I swipe my fingers along the bottom of it.  I can’t believe it when a long, thin uncut cock comes through it at me.  I engulf it.  It’s the perfect size—I can take its complete length down my throat without choking.  Which is a good thing.  The owner has decided to fuck my face.  Fast and furious.

I finally pull off and noisily unlock the door.  He takes the hint and comes in.  He’s a tall, young otter.  Incredibly hairy.  He seems to like what he sees, for he get on his knees and coaxes me to feed him my cock.  I do—and he’s good.

We take turns for what seems like a really long time.

“Will you do something for me?” he asks.  “Will you let me lick your ass?”

I don’t answer, I simply turn around and bend over.  He sticks his tongue into me and groans—now jerking his long, thin cock like crazy.  I grind back on him.  He goes deeper and deeper.

When I can’t stay hunched over any longer, I stand up and ask if I can eat his butt. 

“Sure.  I just don’t get fucked.”

I return the tonguing.  Every bit as deep.  He ends up covering the floor with an ocean of cum.  I only wish it had been down my throat…

*****

I walk around and play with others.  Always back in the play area—never in a room.  There is a huge commotion going on by the cage.  A big rough, truck driver type is whoring out a young Asian.  

“Bend over and take him.”

The older guy is picking out who fucks the boy.  He is making it a total Daddy on Boy line up.  Every man in the place above 40 seems to be taking a turn on the kid.  The kid takes fucking like a champ.  He’s not as good with his mouth—which is where I am directed to go, as soon as the organizer sees me.

“Fuck him now.”

I do, glad to get out of his mouth.  I sink into the ass. 

“He’s got six loads in him.”

I believe it.  He’s creamy and slippery and he knows how to milk.

“Load him?”  I shake my head—I’ve just started.  “Then let him in.”  He points to a gray haired Daddy jerking next to me. 

I slide out.  Daddy goes in.  Daddy cums in three strokes.

“Seven!”

The organizer points to another man, a professorial type.  He fucks a few more strokes than the previous man before he unloads with a yelp. 

“Eight!”

The organizer goes up him now.  He fucks the boy brutally.  He fucks him until a new guy rounds the corner.

“Breed my boy,” he tells the guy.

He pulls out and swings the ass toward the man.  This new guy is a guy I’ve seen getting fucked by others since I got here.  But the sight of a cum dripping hole makes this guy’s dick stand up.  He inserts and gives the pair what they want—a quick load.

“Nine!”  The organizer turns to me.  “Fuck him again.  Push those loads deeper.”

My cock wants to do nothing else.  I think I may even be able to give him load number ten.  I slip into his butt.  The size of my cock forces some of the cum out of the boy’s ass.  An enterprising bottom gets under us and begins licking my cum streaked shaft on the back stroke.

I am so close.  I work harder.  I want to give this boy a load.

Suddenly the organizer pulls him off me.  He steers the boy away—toward the sling—without a word to me.  I follow.  But they go into the booth where I had the Otter.  It must be time for Daddy to fuck him or felch him or both.  He locks the door.

I am feeling slightly blue balled.  I go back towards the cage.  I see a familiar ass back in it—the ripped Asian guy from my first good fuck. 

My cock is still dripping with nine men’s seed. 

I push it into his upturned ass.  

It’s just a few strokes until I give him his first load(s) of the New Year….

Tea...and Eating Ass...with Brown_Spice

Toronto—New Year’s Eve, 2018

I came home from Fukd tired, sated and incredibly sticky.  I washed up some, but will admit to keeping my beard pretty fragrant with dried cum and ass juice so I could fall asleep thinking about all those fucking men.

I woke late on Monday and my host made oatmeal.  Ashok, well, Brown_Spice as he would rather be known here, had more tea waiting for me as I stepped out of the shower.  We sat side by side on the couch, with bright sunshine pouring in through the window behind us.  He pointed out that I was still wearing the Fukd wrist band.   I told him I was leaving it on so I could show the customs agent at the border my reason for coming to Toronto.  We talked about what he did at Fukd (suck some big cock) and how much he liked watching me work over a guy I fucked after our shared oral orgy moment.

And without another word, he pulled open my bathrobe and was sucking my thickening cock.  He was good.  And he obviously loved doing it.  His own sizable dick was now hard.  He pulled off me and we kissed.  Tentatively—then deeply.  Sweetly, even.

I took a turn sucking him.  A big pre-cummer which you know I love. 

But I really wanted to rim his hot ass. 

This is a photo from my second visit to see him, but I want to show you how hot that ass is.  And how hairy.  I had him get on fours, so I could kneel on the floor and he could gaze out the window.  It was sweet.  Hot.  Dare I say some of the ginger in the tea we kept drinking was seeping out of his pores…in a word, delicious.

“Sit on my face.” 

We flipped around so I could lie on the couch and he could grind his butt down on my tongue.  I made sure to rub my beard across his now sopping wet hole.  I drilled into him as he moaned deep in his throat.

And just as easily as we’d started, we stopped.  We both knew we had plans for New Year’s Eve.

Which is the next post. 

Fucking in the New Year.

Brown_Spice took this picture of me sometime that morning/early afternoon.  I really like it—even if you can see the back to back late nights around my eyes.  Is it me or do I look like I’m auditioning for Friar Lawrence in a production of Romeo and Juliet?

NYE Weekend: Fukdto!

(Sorry about the several days of silence.  It is the time of year when I have a ton of travel for work.  It seems to take all my time and creative energy.)

Toronto—December, 2018

I slept really well that night.  I spent the day getting to know my new host, Ashok (though he has let me know that he would like me to call him Brown_Spice…which is what I will do.)  We drank ginger tea and talked about sex, life, India and Toronto.  The day went quickly for Fukd was not on New Year’s Eve itself, but during its usual afternoon time on Sunday, the 30^th.  Brown_Spice agreed to go with me to check it out—but telling me he might not spend the entire 4 hours as he knew I was sure to do.

We arrived at the Club right on time.  I changed into my leathers while Brown_Spice went with sneakers, a jock and a short tee.  The space was set up just as it was for my November, two slings up on each of the upper levels.  The maze, made of plastic sheeting, is still up where inside is a sling and fuck tables.  As we were putting our street clothes into our bags, cute host Chance stopped by giving us each our Fukd cum rag.  His ass juts out at us as he moves away to greet another guest—as ass I would love to explore…but I have not seen him play when he hosts.

We check our bags and go our separate ways…

I greet Jon Shield on my way to the maze.

“It’s crowded in there,” he tells me.  “Go get ‘em.”

I head thorough the opening.  The number of men already here is amazing.  I am usually the first or second in and watch them assemble.  There are over a dozen men sucking cock in the maze as I enter.  I move through them—I want to see if the sling is busy.  There is a man in it:  Flip Flop Top—and I am just in time to see a decently hot daddy slide into the ass I fucked last night.  FFT flinches at the invasion.  The top is having trouble staying hard, so FFT tells a friend standing by the side of the sling to fellate the guy into full hardness. 

He smiles at me and says—“Go easy.  The guy who fucked me after you did last night may have torn me.”  I hunker down and tongue his hole.  He’s super tight tonight.  While I’m down there, stroking my cock and tongue fucking his ass, I feel my hand removed from my cock and a hot mouth replace it.  I look down and grin—it’s a man I know from this gathering.  He’s my age, rather weathered looking and an expert cock sucker.  He gets me super wet—knowing his spit is going to slide into the man in the sling.  Eventually, I pull out of his mouth, stand and insert.  FFT’s hole is eager for cock now, after my rimming.  I fuck him, evenly and smoothly, looking at his handsome face for any signs of discomfort.  I get none—so I pick up the pace.  The man who was in him first erects easily between the mouth on his dick and the visual of me plowing this slender assed young man.

He soon replaces me.  I give my ass flavored cock back to my grey haired cock sucker, who is now standing up, watching the fucking.  The top in FFT soon moves on.  I clean the hole he just pulled out of and fuck FFT a little more, but he soon tells me he thinks he better switch to topping after last night.  He jumps out of the sling.  I suggest my cocksucker get in it.  He does.  FFT sticks his hardening cock into his mouth as I kneel and lick his hole.  It is an amazing contrast from a young man, just beginning to get his ass used (thank you, PrEP!) and a man who’s been getting fucked for 40 years or more.  His ass opens easily to my tongue—he is always super wet and today is no different.  His ass lips push into my mouth which drives me crazy. I spit and lube him up a little more, stand and insert. 

“Fuck, yes!” he groans, around the cock in his mouth.

I fuck him hard.  Little warm up.  I know he can take it. 

I love watching FFT take his turn up the wet hole when I pull out.  My cock is ravenously cleaned by the man in the sling.  FFT pulls out—and I clean him before he takes off to find his friend. 

A really muscular Asian has been watching us.  I go back to fucking and he moves closer.  When I pause my anal assault, he motions that he wants my cock in his mouth.  I let him suck the ass juices off me.  And then he swallows me down.  His thick muscular arms wrap around my butt and he holds me in place.  He begins milking me—swallowing hard and repeatedly—stroking my cock deep in his throat.  The guy in the sling gets out, to see it better.  He kneels right beside him and watches the Asian’s thick neck muscles massage me deep inside his throat.  When I’m finally released, gasping, the two men kiss and give me a dual blow job—one on each side of my dick.  And then my grey-haired friend feeds my dick back into the bottomless throat of the Asian.  He does the same trick.  I let him milk and milk.  I give a slight push—and he finally chokes.  He loves it—and we do it again.

 

My cock comes out of his mouth with that thick, deep throat spit.  “Ass!   Ass!”  He stands up and leans his thick torso into the sling.  He reaches back and spreads his full cheeks apart.  I thrust my spit covered cock into his puffy pucker.  This makes my fuck bud get under us and lick the Asian’s cock and balls, my balls, but then he squirms around, contorting himself, so he can lick my wet shaft as it fucks into the man in long strokes, slow strokes…

*****

I check out the other areas.  A small Asian man in leather wants me to fuck him.  I suggest he get his hole opened up and let me in after.  We meet up an hour (and four men in him) later.  A great, hot fuck in a used ass.

*****

Zack Acland is back in town.  We chat, hug, but we don’t fuck this time.

Franklin finds me.  “I have someone I want you to meet.”  He leads me to a sling where the grey haired man who I started the evening with lies.  We all laugh…and then take turns on his hole.  I enjoy watching Franklin’s top side as he plows into him…

*****

I fuck a lot of hot men of all ages.  I barely see Brown_Spice, but there is one time where I find his sucking a big dicked, ballcapped guy.  Guys add in all around us.  It is suddenly a little oral orgy.   Every one shares the dick they’ve been sucking with the man next to them as they move to the dick on the other side of them.  My dick is serviced by many—but I get some dick in my mouth, too…

*****

I’m back in the maze.  A hot thirty something in a designer jock, hefts my dick, grins and turns, inserting me into his wet hole.  “Oh, yeah,” he grunts.  “Perfect.”  And he pulls off me.  “Come on, I need you to fuck my husband.”

We go up to the smaller sling area.  His boyfriend is the same age, slightly shorter, but more gym built.  He is leaning against the rail, a perfect bubble butt jutting towards us framed by a blue jock.  “Honey, I found a big dick for you.”

The guy turns and hefts my cock, lolling out of the side of my jock.  “Fuck, Daddy.  Put that inside me.”  He leans back on the railing, arching his back.

“He’s got six loads in him,” the man who found me says proudly.

I so want to eat his butt, but he wants dick—and I am happy to oblige.  I will just clean up the churned loads.  I slip in.  I could have shot at that moment, his ass was so hot and slick.  I fuck him under the hungry, approving eye of his husband. 

Another daddy begins to feel up the other partner’s ass.  Soon he has dick, too.  The boys hold onto each other and kiss passionately as they are both dicked down by men close to double their age.  As if on cue, we both stop fucking and pull out.  The boys lean forward and clean the man’s cock who was in his partner…and then kiss again…

****

I fuck some more. 

I spend a nice bit of time on my knees sucking the host’s big cock.

It’s finally time to shoot—and I know where I want to cum.  I find the couple.  “You want my load?”

“Are you kidding?”  The smaller one leans over.  “Fuck it in deep.”

“He has eight loads now,” says his partner.

He is against the railing—ass jutting out at me.  This time I do kneel and spend some time licking his swollen asscunt.  And it is now a slit, not a hole, and dripping cum.  I eat him until I know I can shoot in just a few strokes.  I stand up and slide in.

“Fuck, you are even bigger now.”

“Use my man.”

“Give me a load.”

“Fuck yeah.  Rip him up with that cock of yours.”

That does it.  I blow deep into him.  Over and over.  I hold onto his slim hips and let my cock marinate in him…

*****

I am changing into my street clothes by the bar.  The two of them find me.  They smile. And the primary bottom gets on a fuck table on all fours.  As I tie up my boots, the taller one begins felching his partner. 

“Push some out.”

A trickle of cum begins to slide out of the used hole.  The tall one makes a show of licking it up and telling me how good I taste.

“Here, Daddy…”  I know he has some in his mouth.  I move in for the sloppy kiss.

And then share it with the man who took the nine loads…