Working Chris' Hole

Northwest Indiana—January, 2019

In the last days of the month I was finally able to re-connect with Chris, the blond bear who was hoping to take my fist.  Each time we’d met, we got a little closer.  Just about the time when it should have happened, we both had schedules that kept us apart.  We were eager to pick up where we left off.  He had managed some play with others so I was curious to see if I would be successful…

It’s a cold drive to Indiana, but the roads are clear.  I drive straight into his open garage.  Wearing his bathrobe, Chris opens the door from the kitchen as he closes the automatic garage door behind me.  I hand him my bag and grab the rim seat.  His playroom in the basement is hard to heat, so he’s set up the sling at the foot of his bed.  There is just room to set up the rimseat beside it.  I strip and we get right to it.

Chris leans in for a kiss.  Our mouths meet and tongues press for dominance.  He soon kneels at the foot of the sling.  He takes my thickening dick into his mouth.  He swallows me to the root quickly—letting me harden in his throat.  He pulls off my fully engorged cock with a slight cough.  He begins licking the head.  I pull him up to kiss again, tasting my dick on his tongue.

I chew his nipple for a moment, but we both know what I want.  I spin him around and tell him to hold onto the sling frame.  He grabs the top bars and juts his ass out towards me.  I kneel and my tongue hardens to poke into his tight pucker.  I go deep as he wills his hole to relax.  I grunt my thanks and Chris moans softly as my tongue continues to push and prod into him.  I beat my cock, stiffening it up for the first anal assault. 

I stand up.  My cock head takes a moment to find his hole.  The head pops through.  I wait—and the shaft follows.  He’s full.  And loves it.  He groans as I give him another minute to get used to my size once again.  I begin to fuck.  Slow and steady—reacquainting myself with his ass.  I build.  Chris holds onto the frame tightly—taking every stroke.

I pull out and he gets in the sling.  I fuck him a little more, twisting his nipples as my cock pistons in and out of him.   He has set up some toys on his bureau.  I grab a black cone.  The head is a small ball, there is another medium sized ball half way down the cone, and another, bigger at the base.  I grease it up and insert.  The first ball pops home.  I turn it.  I fuck him with it—straight in and then so the head continually hits his prostate.  He cock drips with each thrust.  He takes the middle ball easily too.  We work on the third.  It mostly disappears into him.

I go to my bag and pull out the speculum.  Coming back, I eat his hole again and then slide the stainless steel medical device into.  I crank it open slowly and steadily.  My finger finds his prostate.  Chris’ cock drools some more.  I swipe it up and stick the precum into his ass.  The speculum is open enough now that I stand up and push my cock between the metal wings in his ass.  I fuck his butt.  My cock is in constant contact with his prostate on each stroke.  I pull it out.  I have created a vacuum and there is a sucking sound as I withdraw.  It makes Chris groan and shiver.  I finger him for a moment, then give the speculum another turn open. 

I fuck him some more with it in place.

I move on to the other toys on his bureau:  a hard molded realistic small cock with a slight curve, a cock my size though with a smaller head and a big 10 incher.  He takes them all easily—but I don’t try to add the real thing with any of them.  He shivers deliciously each time a toy, or my dick, comes out of him.

We start the fisting.  My fingers go in easily.  I do lateral stretches with my 8 fingers—pulling him open.  The left hand, slightly smaller, works to get in.  We are so close, but I’m still stopped at the bridge of my knuckles every time. 

But we keep at it.  Left…Right…Left.

We take a break.  I want to eat him out.  I get under the rimseat.  He sits.  His full ass cuts off my air.  I reach around and pull the pillow out from under my head.  I can breathe now.  I begin to tongue fuck his open, puffy ass lips.  Chris reaches down and plays with my dick.  I reach up and work his nipples hard.  He is panting.

My hands go down and touch his cock.  My fingers web with his precum.  I bring them under the seat and wipe his juices on his hole.  I tongue his precum into him.  Over and over I milk his cock, mop it up and bring it to his ass, lost in the warmth and juices.

*****

We go back to the sling.

We work a little more with my hands, but the fist is not going to happen today. 

“Breed me.”

We go back to my dick in his worked out hole.  It takes very little time to spew my seed deep into his guts.