CLAW Day 2.4: Nasty Kink Pig Party

Cleveland—April, 2019

I think the Nasty Kink Pig Parties are a wonderful alternative to some of the other group play options at CLAW.  While I miss some of the sex furniture of a playspace, I love that I don’t have to get my car out and drive somewhere late at night.  And the men pour into the room.  It attracts men of every age and body type.

I powered napped, ate lightly and geared up.  The walk to the host hotel was a little damp, but not bad.  Up to the 14^th floor...

There is a line to get in.  A good thing.  I pay my $5.00 and move to a corner to strip off my flight suit which has been covering my leather gear.  I give my bag to the hot boy who is running the bar and clothes check.  This bedroom contains the open bathroom, a bed people eventually use and the bar.  The lounge is set up with the sling and couches covered with sheeting to keep them clean.  The far bedroom has a massive king bed.  It will soon be ringed on three sides by boys and men on all fours waiting for dick .

The first person I see is a top from the gathering I attend back home in Grand Rapids.  He is happily sucks me to hardness and wishes me happy hunting.  My eyes have been straying to the middle of the room.  The grey haired, bubble butted man I had such a connection with at the Pit Party is bent over in the middle of the room—taking a burly bear up his hole.  The bottom holds on to a friend.  The look of joy on his face as he takes the pounding is hot and somehow sweet, too.   I watch and stroke—I don’t think he’s seen me yet.

The bear pulls out on the edge of cumming—but it’s far too early in the night for that.  He moves around to let the handsome bottom clean his dick.  I move in.  I fall to my knees and bury my tongue in his fucked out hole.  He gasps—and I know that he knows it’s me.  He reaches back and holds my head in place—grinding his used hole against me, saturating my beard with his ass cum. 

I fuck him.  He’s every bit as hot as I expected.  He uses his ass with skill.  He clamps; he goes loose.  He has the sexiest moans, still into his friends shoulder.  I pause in the fuck to move around and kiss him.  Well, I kiss him after I push him down to clean my dick.  I go back up him again.  The first of many fucks in the almost three hours I spend there.

*****

I sample the many asses now ringing the bed.  I often have to wait my turn.   I can’t really see much about them.  I fuck them and move to the next.  And the next.  The hole I just left filled by a new man

*****

A hot guy who wanted to meet up on BBRT is here.  He is of some sort of Mediterranean descent and incredibly hairy.  He’s short, and is sporting a big dick in a dirty jock.  Only later in the evening does he become versatile.  Right now he wants his own hairy ass filled.

I oblige, after a ton of rimming. He loves my dick—but admits he’s a whore, so it was great idea to meet here.  He avidly cleans his ass juice off my cock.  We kiss.  It’s a moment that there is actually room on the bed.  I lie down on the bed and ask him to sit on my face.  He does—grinding his wet hole (he’s had at least one hot Latino up him before me) further coating my beard with hot male juices. 

Then he rides me—pounding himself down on me in a fury.

And then he knows instinctively to sit on my face again—leaning down to clean up my cock.

*****

The tall Black man from the Indy Cum-Union is here.  He was so much fun to tag team any man of my choosing—while also giving me his ass—often with him ending up sandwiched between the bottom and me.  He is waving his big, curved cock at me.  And I mean bigger than mine and with a curve that drives men crazy.  We exchange blow jobs.  We find a leather cub on the bed.  He nods.  I go first.  The cub groans but says my dick is so big.

That’s my cue to pull out and let my friend go in.  The Cub yelps, but takes it.  We happily go back and forth on him as the Cub loosens up and pleads with us to keep fucking him.  I don’t train on my friend this time as he’s fucking—the angle is bad.  I wait until we’re done with the cub and go fuck him in the sling.  Countless men suck that monster cock as I plow his hole…

*****

The Fluid Pig and his boy arrive.  Loaded from the gathering they had at their hotel after the Pit Party.  I finally get to fuck the boy—and fuck, it is worth the wait.  One of those asses made for cock and a boy who loves to be filled.  It takes little coaxing for the boy to sit on my face as Fluid Pig sucks my dick.  I fuck both of them repeatedly during the night.

*****

Another big dicked Black man can’t keep his hands off me.  He has some massive dreads, tied up and mostly under a hat.  He loves to clean my cock after a fuck.  He’s a great kisser.  We exchange blow jobs.

“I want to eat you out and fuck you,” he tells me.

I ask if he’ll settle for half of that.

“You just haven’t had the right dick in you.”

I say perhaps—but tonight is not the time to experiment with that.

We find an empty corner where I can lean on the arm of the sofa.  He’s amazing.  He is right up there with Derrick—which is high praise.  He loves butt—everything about it.  He worships my ass, opening me with a sometimes gentle, sometimes demanding, tonguing. 

“Please kiss me,” I whisper when he pauses to catch his breath.  I do love the taste of my own hole.  We kiss a long time.  I make to get up.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

He gives me his tongue again for round two—harder and deeper.  Only this time, some obliging man sticks his dick in my mouth as my hole is tongue ravished.

*****

It’s late and I want to get off and go to bed.  The Piss Demo is at 9:30 am—a terrible time to be tanked up by.  I need sleep.  My handsome grey-haired man with the bubble butt has been fisting a man in the sling for a long time.  I find him washing up in the bathroom.

I’m blunt.  “Can I load you?”

His eyes light up and he dries his hands and wrists.  We go to the same corner as my rimjob.  He bends, and it’s my turn to eat out a hot hole.  He has tightened back down.  I have to work at it. 

I get him open.

And lubed.

And I give him my cum.

He couldn’t be happier.