New Year's Eve: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part V

Toronto—December, 2019

I went to Spa Excess for New Year’s Eve.  It was the same venue I went to last year.  I don’t think there were as many playful guys around this year.  I felt like more men were there for the roast turkey buffet than for sex.  But I still had a great time.  And how better to ring in 2020 than in some man’s ass?

I stayed, mostly, in the third floor play area.  There is a sling, a fuck bench and a room with a glass wall where you can watch men in the shower.  There is a slurp ramp to save cocksucker’s knees and lots of dark corners and booths for a modicum of privacy.  And there is a cage, three steps higher than the floor, where I often stand and let passersby suck on my cock sticking through the bars.

I had told two gentlemen, both new to me, where I would be that night.  I was curious to find them…

I stow my clothes in my locker.  I get into my leathers.  I walk through the play area.   It is just around 9 o’clock and not many men are there yet.  There are a few rooms on this floor, so I walk the hall.  A big beefy man, with tats and a hairy chest is hanging out by his door.  He’s one of the men with who I chatted earlier in the day.  He nods.  I nod and follow him in, shutting the door.

Before it latches, he is digging in his bag.  “Do you PNP?”

“No.”

“But you’re ok if I do?”

“No,” I say and start to open the door.

He slams it shut.  “Ok, I’ll just do poppers.”  He sinks to his knees.  He sucks me—some.  It is much more about his nose to the popper bottle.  Constantly.  To the point I don’t’ dare move or I’ll make him splash some on his face. 

I’ve had enough, though my dick is barely wet.  “Get on all fours.”  He does, clutching the bottle.  I take out my frustration with him (and the man the day before) on his ass.  I have one leg up on the bed and plow him hard and long.  He only asks me to go easier so he doesn’t spill his brown bottle. 

And to top it off—he’s dirty.  I leave and wash.

I hang out in the dark play area, standing in the cage and letting young Asian men suck my now clean cock.

After three mouths—none willing to try it in their hole—I walk out to the rooms again.  I find the other man from BBRT.  He’s about 5’10” and a slim 150.  His hair is silver.  His profile says he’s ten years younger than I am, but I’m guessing it’s more like four or five.  His face lights up and he leads me into the one sling room on this floor.  He kisses me—tentatively at first, but growing to a major kiss.

This is going to be good.

He goes to his knees and gets me wet.  He is great with his mouth—everything I need to be ready to plow.

I help him into the sling.  His ass is a lovely bubble sticking out from the leather straps.  And he loves my tongue work on his hole.  “You didn’t lie.  You do love to eat ass…” he murmurs.  I spit a few more times into his hole, stand up and glide into him. 

His moan is music to my ears.  I fuck him slowly for a long time.  But eventually building to a chain rattling fuck.

He loves ass to mouth, while still in the sling.

His ass is incredibly juicy when I revisit it with my tongue and mouth. 

We use the sling some more. 

We do one round with him on all fours on the bed, but we both miss the sling, so we go back to it for another fuck.

“Now go fuck some other lucky guys,” he tells me.

“Should I leave the door open?”  I ask.

“Naw.  I don’t’ think I want anyone else after that…”

I thank him and tell him I’ll come back for another round if he’s still here.

I go into the dark area.  Someone is now on the fuck bench.  I move between his legs—and instantly walk away from the smell.  It is the second of likely eight men who are dirty that night.  I will just skip the others.  Yikes.

I play in the cage. I find a hot, 40 something gym guy in backless rubber shorts bent over the box in the cage.  I eat his perfectly framed ass and sink into him.  He milks my cock like an expert.  “You are the perfect size for my hole,” he tells me when we break—and decide we’d be more comfortable in the public sling.  The sling makes it an even better fuck.  I pound him until his eyes roll up into the back of his head.

We have an audience—but they seem to be all bottoms.  No one will step up to take a turn on his ass.  So I go again.  Finally I catch an older man’s eye.  He is beating a nice sized cock.  He spells me.  He fucks the full, hairy ass with swift, deep strokes.  He says nothing at all as he pumps into Rubber Shorts.  He abruptly stops and walks away.  I kneel.  Yup.  He left us a load without saying a word.

I dig in and share it with the rubber pig…

*****

I meet up with the man in the sling room.  I fuck him until he shoots.  He tells me he will hang around until 12.

I work the top of the slurp ramp.  I am too tall for many of the men.  My cage is a better option.  I move there.

“Hello, again.”

A tall, thin young man of less than 30 years of age smiles at me.  He has a full goatee.  And a big dick.

“I want to suck that again.”

He leads me to a booth next to the slurp ramp.  I know he hasn’t sucked me this trip.  I would remember him.  He locks the door and goes down on me.

Well, fuck.  This boy did just this last year. And if I remember rightly…there’s more.

“Daddy, I love your cock, but turn around so I can eat your hairy hole again.”

I do.  This boy is as driven an ass eater as I am.  In fact, with his looks and his dick, he could be my son.  My cock oozes a little at that thought.  He digs into my hole and then hands me his bottles of poppers. 

I bliss out as he chows down on me.

We change places.  I do the same things to him

His cock is big, but the perfect shape and thickness to fit down my throat without choking.  Over and over I deep throat him.

I turn him around, let him huff his poppers, and attack his hole.  He groans. 

A cock comes through a glory hole I hadn’t even seen in this booth.  We both ignore him.  My boy wanks his wet dick as I drill into his furry ass with my pointed tongue.

We switch.  He does me again.  When he goes from my cock to my ass, I hear a slight grunt.  He continues for a moment…but then stands and says he should walk around some.  He goes.  I know the truth…he’s left a sloppy puddle of cum on the floor.

*****

I meet up with Rubber Shorts near the sling.  We both agree that it would be great to be fucking at midnight.  I eat his ass and the public address speaker blares out the countdown. 

I stand up and push into his wet ass.  I am making the loads inside him slosh as 2020 rolls in…