CLAW Day 4: Wrist Deep

Cleveland—April, 2019

(I needed to take a break from writing after the outpouring of posts I produced in Cleveland.  But there is one final meet that needed to be written up to finish off that trip.)

Sunday.  I was going to go home.  Three night of debauchery should be plenty.  But I realized by Friday, that I was having so much fun, I wanted to stay.  I checked with the hotel.  A couple of clicks on the computer and I was booked for the entire CLAW weekend.

I realized there was one thing I hadn’t done.  My fist had seen no action.  And I had been talking to a hot looking silver daddy on Asspig.  He was staying Sunday, too.  We agreed to a time. 

I wrote on Sunday morning.  And I finally made it to the vendor mart—buying nothing.  I ate early and was set and ready for him.  He was one floor above me in my hotel.  Not too surprisingly, he knocked right on time…

I open the door.  Jay smiles…he seems to like what he sees.  I know I do.  Maybe 5’9”.  Slim, but nicely muscled.  He’s a couple of years younger than I am.  Receding hairline, but the hair that is there is that wonderful iron grey I find particularly hot.  I am in nothing but my boots and the Fukd jock. 

We kiss.  Gingerly at first.  I’ve warned him I am coming down with a spring cold—from too many late nights and too many men.  He’s a great kisser, but I move pretty fast to his ear and dig into it with my tongue.

He strips down to a jock.  He kneels.  He alternates between tonguing and gnawing at the fabric of my jock.  Eventually he works my dick fully out.  He sighs, contentedly, as he hefts it, feeling the weight.  He takes me into his mouth.  Good head.  Better deep throat.  I pump his face lightly when I see that he can take me to the root.

I tell him to get up on the bed.  It’s my ubiquitous start:  all fours so I can tongue the hole with ease.  I warm him up a little working around his tight starfish.  But soon enough I am poking into him.  He melts.  His hole relaxes and I fuck him with my tongue.  My lips seal around his hole and I get lost in the taste and wetness of him.

He’s jerking a little.  I roll him over and am surprised at the sizable PA in his dick.

“I can take it out…”

Hell, no.  I take him into my mouth, easily folding the PA back against the head of his dick.  I like the feel of it on my tongue and the occasional light click it makes as it connects with a tooth.

I stop sucking his cock, roll him back a little and attack his ass again with my tongue.  This time I stand up and insert my dick.  It’s an easy fuck.  Just cock saying hello to his hole.  And his hole answering back with an occasional squeeze.

Sling time.  He’s eager to get there.  I eat his now freshly fucked hole.

I fuck him, running my hands all over his hairy chest and hard nipples.  We lock eyes.  A lot.  Jay is also eager to taste his hole on my tongue.  I lean across him and kiss him.  Hard now.  Demanding.

The moment the kiss breaks I fuck him as hard as I possibly can. 

When I stop, I grab the egg headed dildo.  I grease it up with the lube he’s brought.  It slides in, with only the slightest bit of resistance.  I work it slowly all the way into him—opening him up with a slight stretch.  I add my cock.  His eyes widen, but he takes me easily.  I fuck him hard this way, too.  I pull out and show him the thickness of my cock and toy combined.

I eat his hole.  Juicier now with all the action.  I share his ass juice with him in a deep kiss.

I fuck. 

I grease up my fingers and do a lateral stretch with three fingers from both hands.  He loves this—so I move right to the speculum.  He’s never had one in him before.

I crank it open slowly and play with his prostate.  I love watching his face each time a finger connects with it.  I give it one last crank and surprise him by adding my cock.  I say what I always do about how I love the feel of the cool metal sides and the hot flesh above and below.   But it’s true.  I love fucking this way.

His eyes glaze again.  I am taking him to that good place.

I grease up my hands.

My left goes in far more easily than I would have ever thought.  It’s not much more work to get my right in him.  I begin a hot fuck rhythm of left hand, right hand, cock.  Over and over.

I flirt with adding my cock with my hand in place—but I don’t go fully there.  Just a tease.  Saving something for another time.

I need to piss.  We havn’t talk about WS.  I go ahead…and just piss his ass crack.

“Fuck...”  Jay hisses.  “That feels great…”

He likes it even more when I lick it up. 

And still more when I kiss him.

“Living up to at least half your screen name.”

“You want the other?”

“Breed me and felch me.”

I fuck some more.

I fist some more.

We break on the rimseat.  It’s heaven to eat out his slick hole.  He’s mixed Crisco with mineral oil.  It slips down my throat like cum.

We’ve been at it almost two hours.

“I need to breed you.”

Back to the sling.

I fuck him.

“Do it.  Give it to me.”

I oblige and let fly my last load of CLAW.