Wednesday, May 1, 2019

CLAW Day 3.3: Return to the Nasty Kink Pig Party


Cleveland—April, 2019

After Blue, I wondered if I wanted to do anything that night.  My cock decided for me.  He was eager to plunder some more hole…so I listened to him…



The second Pit Party is the hour before the fuck party.  I get to the hotel a little early—so I go up a floor and check in on Cowboy Boots to see how his hole is faring.  He is lying in bed.  His roommate is asleep.  We chat.  He knows nothing about where I’m headed.  He decides to get dressed just enough to get down the stairs and join the fun.

I leave him to freshen and head down at 9 pm.  There is no real pit play this time, which is kind of a shame.  We just get to fucking.  I play with a larger Black guy.  He is brand new to CLAW and tells me has never been to a group this size before.  There are only 10 people in the room.  I give him some head and wonder what he will think when the room is so crowded you can barely turn around.   He sucks me, too…and then sees a trim white ass he wants to explore and off he goes.

In the middle of the room, the man who took all the piss in full leather, is topping an older muscle daddy.  I amble over and eventually get to eat the hole he’s just fucked.   I fuck him, too, with Mr. Full Leather working my nipples.

A Latino from last night, though I didn’t mention him in the first post, comes in.  He is as tall as I am.  He comes straight for me.  “You like loaded ass, yes?”

I tell him I love cum in a hole.

“Five,” he says, pulling me to the still vacant big bed.  He kneels on it.  He’s a good looking guy, maybe 35 at the most, with a lovely, hairless ass.  I kneel.  Yeah, I can taste them.  He gives a little push.  I don’t really get any more, but it is a nice thought.  I stand up and fuck in his creamy hole.  You can certainly feel them.  And hear them.  I am making that wonderful sloshing sound that is usually at the end of these gatherings, not at the beginning.  When I pull out of him, he twirls around and cleans my cock.  “So tasty…” he tells me.

Cowboy Boots finds us on the bed.  He gets on all fours…I may be up him first, but he is very busy all night.  The Latino goes off to find another dick and I get lost in Cowboy Boots and his excellent hole…

*****

The boyfriend of the full leather guy is working over the skinniest twink I have ever seen in the sling.  He invites me to fuck the boy.  I do, but it’s a terrible angle, with the sling even lower than usual.  We get the boy out, adjust the sling and get him back in.  That sounds easier than it was for the boy is hooded with restraints on ankles and wrists.  With the sling positioned properly, he now takes my cock much better.  He still howls, but his Master for the night is delighted.

I watch the Master move the boy around the room all evening, having him suck two men here, sit on a dick over there.  I find him next bent over the arm of the sofa.  The Master waves his hand over the boy in that gesture of ‘he’s all yours.’  I eat his ass.  He whimpers.  I stand up and enter.

“Fuck!” he squeals.

He is now taking my full cock.  There was an inch that couldn’t get into him when he was in the sling.  Master slaps his ass.  He tightens around my dick.  I fuck him hard, showing off a little since I am standing in front of the televised porn.  When I stop to catch my breath, I want him to clean my cock, but the zippered mouth opening on the mask is too small.

*****

The guy from Cum Union in Indy is back and finds me.  He always greets me by giving me a mini hand job.  My cock has been busy this weekend, so by the time he does it the third time that night, I tell him he needs to lighten his touch.  He understands—and for the rest of the party he swats me in the stomach with the back of his hand.  We share hole a few times.  I love watching how we use some random bubble butt—white cock, black cock, white cock, black cock.  I make sure to make use of his versatile side and give him a sling fuck, using his hole deep and fast—and then invite others to use him, too.

*****

The guy with the massive dreads is back, too.  I thank him again for the great rim job last night.  This time he spends a lot of time on his knees giving me superb head.  I return the favor as best I can for his cock is so thick.

“You know, I didn’t get to eat your hole last night.  May I?”

He grins in delight.  I slip back down to my knees.  His ass pushes me until I am trapped between the door frame to the bedroom and this black bubble butt covering my mouth and nose.   I eat and show off my rimming skills.  I must be doing alright—he is constantly telling me how good it feels.  He finally lets me up for air.  I know I must have done ok—he asks for my phone number…

*****

I see Dreads again when it’s time for me to get off and go home.

“I know just who needs your load,” he tells me.  He leads me around the room, looking.  We find him conveniently in the sling.  He is a younger, slim man I had fucked early in the night, with him just bent over in the middle of the living room.

This will be great.

The young man’s feet are not in the stirrups they are on the chains.  I eat his smooth ass.  His legs fly up to his chest, pushing his butt towards me.

“He’s bendy,” says Dreads.

He is.  He grabs his knees and grinds into my face.

I am so ready.  I stand up and fuck him.  I blow the load instantly. 

“Fuck, I felt that,” Bendy guy says. 

But the good news is I didn’t, particularly.  My balls just expelled it.  I kneel to eat my cum out of his butt.  I’m right,  my penis never goes down.  My cock is still rigid.  I get some cum in my mouth, stand and feed it to the boy.  My cock slides in as the cum slides into his mouth.

I fuck him hard. 

Harder than before. 

I pull out and bring my cock up to his mouth.  Dreads is there—having been feeding him his cock.  He bends to clean it along with Bendy Boy.

I go back and taste my frothed load.  I lean over and give it to the boy.

I slip in—and have a true orgasm.  Toes curling in my boots.

I stagger home—leaving Dreads felching my load out of the boy…

*****



I don’t think Cowboy Boots will mind me publishing what he wrote me the next morning:

‘Thanks for stopping by my room last night to inform me about the party one floor below.  Stayed till the end with well over 40 loads in my cunt.  I walked upstairs naked with cum dripping down my legs.  Great feeling.  “A great cum dump,” a couple of guys fucking me said, “Nice sloppy pussy.” ‘

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