Fuck Party: Loading Zane

Chicago—February, 2020

The last day of February I returned to Chicago to see Zane, the scent pig, again.  There was to be a huge sex party at his place hosted by his house mates.  Being a polite pig, I took the fuck bench and rimseat as Zane told me they had more than enough slings.

And indeed they did.  The entire house was converted to play areas.  We set up the fuck bench in the basement where there were two slings and a huge bed.  The rimseat was put in the biggest bedroom.  I helped put protective covers on the furniture in the main living area.  Zane and I made up the bed we’d shared on my first trip—and that I would sleep on that night—after dozens of men had fucked on it.

I ate a little, stripped to my jock and boots before going up to the attic room where I had played with Zane earlier in the month.  I stretched out on the bed and closed my eyes while the hosts cleaned up and out.  I may have truly fallen asleep, for the next thing I was aware of was feeling Zane nuzzle the mound of cock in my grungy Fukdto jock…

He stops, and looks up at me as I open my eyes.  Zane, still in jeans and a tee, grins and goes back to licking the piss and cum stained fabric.  Now I can begin to smell it—as he reactivates the dried juices.  He slides up and over me to deliver a kiss—the acrid taste of myself and countless others on his tongue.

“I thought I might find you up here,” he whispers in my ear.

I hear noises downstairs.  Guests must be arriving.  Zane kisses me again and goes back down to suck my cock.

“You know,” I tell him, “we should be doing this in public downstairs.”

“Yup—let’s go make them hard.”

I follow him down to the kitchen.  Men are everywhere.  I’m likely the oldest of the group.  And the only one all but naked.  Everyone is having a cocktail, fully dressed.  Zane leads me into the kitchen and kneels by the stove.  Everyone has to pass us to get to the bar—and get an eyeful of my engorged dick now in Zane’s mouth.  A number of the men chuckle or give me a thumbs up as they pass.  Two different men stop and ask to take a turn—so Zane comes up to kiss me or lick my pits as the new guy works on my dick.

A cute blond of maybe 30 is the first to strip down.  He is the third guest on my dick.  This time Zane indicates he needs to help out at the bar—so I am left with the blond.

Eventually he comes up for air.  “Please tell me you fuck?”

I nod. 

We agree to go down to the basement play area.  It’s cold—the heat is just beginning to take the edge off the temperature down there.  He kneels by the huge bed and continues to get my cock wet.   I tell him to kneel on the bed.  He does—and I devour his downy haired ass.  He groans and tells me to “get his pig hole wet.”   I surprise him with the vigor of my tongue fucking.

Other men come down the stairs.  Both slings are now being used.  I stand up and slap my drooling dick slit down his crack.  It’s work to get into him, but I do.  I fuck—but in moments the boy apologizes and tells me he is just not ready for a cock my size.  “Please find me later.”  I leave him sprawled on the bed, ass up and ready for someone smaller.

I go upstairs.  Everyone is now naked or in fetish gear.  I refill my water bottle and head all the way up.  The bed I was napping on is now a seething mass of mostly naked bodies.  Men are fucking, sucking and rimming.  The sling up here is full too, and ringed with men jerking to the action.  There have to be at least 50 men in this house—and maybe more.

I join the dog pile on the bed by sticking my cock in a bear’s mouth as a hot youngster is fucking him. The top nods to me saying, “Feed him that cock—and then come fuck him.”  We flip around.  I am thrilled the bottom loves ass to mouth.  I fuck—and then feed him his ass juices on my dick.  I come around to fuck once more.  “Stick it up me this time,” mumbles the top—so I do.  I stand and let him fuck the bear and himself on me.

I go down a floor and eat freshly fucked ass on the guest room bed.  There is a bottom on each of the four sides…all in doggy.  One top is rotating through them all.  I follow by first eating out the man he just fucked and giving him a few strokes with my cock, too.  I love that the first man we both fucked is now so hard he is making the rounds with us, fucking the other bottoms…

*****

An hour later, I find Zane on my fuck bench.  A beefy bear is plowing him.  I go over and feed him my cock, the dick that has been in so many asses I’ve lost count.  He slurps me noisily and gladly.  I notice the top working his own mammoth nipples.  I lean over and take one in my mouth.  I lightly chew on his distended flesh.  And it works.  He loads Zane with much puffing and a strangled cry at the back of his throat.

I move around and clean his cock—saving all the juices to share with Zane.  The bear stands and watches us kiss and swap the cum and ass juice back and forth.  He is stroking his still hard cock as I move to felch some of his load out of Zane.  I share this feast with Zane, too.

I stand up to fuck.  The top watches me, cock in hand, sink into Zane’s sloppy hole.  I begin churning the remains of his load.  “I’m gonna shoot again!”  I pull out and he sticks his cock into Zane just before it goes off. 

Again I clean him and share, felch and share and fuck.   This time Zane cleans the creamy cum off my dick and kisses the top so he can taste his own cum.

“You like to eat ass?”  he asks me.

I nod.

“Do mine.”  I agree, but tell him I would rather use my rimseat.  Zane smiles—and gets back on the bench as another man comes over to use him.

The Bear and I go upstairs.  I am the first of this crowd to get under my rimseat.  The top who just gave Zane two loads sits.  His ass is hairy and huge and blacks out my vision.  I push and prod my way into his tight hole.  I hear him crack open some poppers.  He huffs—and his hole flowers open.  I lick and spit and prod him with my tongue.  His cock is still hard.  (Bless Trimix!)  He strokes it.

Soon he has a cock in his mouth as I rim his butt.  And someone else’s mouth is on my wet cock  The man on my cock stops sucking and sits on it.  He rides me expertly.  The top stands to feed the guy his dick.  And I see it is the Blond from the start of the evening who is straddling me.  With two dicks in him, he suddenly blasts a jet of cum all over my stomach.

Reluctantly he gets off me, thanking me for a great ride.  I taste his load.

“Use that to fuck me.”

It’s the top who I was just eating out speaking.  I coat my cock with jizz and stand up.  He leans against the bureau.  Between my tongue, the poppers and the cum on my dick, I slide right into what was twenty minutes ago a super tight hole.  He can’t take me for long, but I fuck at full strength. 

“I’m gonna shoot…”

I pull out and kneel.  He turns and coats my face and chest with his third load…

*****

I fuck.

I rim.

I don’t suck much cock, except to clean it.

I even have a lovely fisting moment late in the evening with a man I’ve known for years.

It’s after midnight now—and we started at 8pm.  Zane and I are working the sling in the upper area.  Men are here, looking for a hole to get off in and go home.  I constantly stop fucking and rimmng Zane to let some guy use him to drop his last load of the night.

Zane’s hole is incredibly creamy now.  Three friends find each other on the stairs—and see what I’m doing with Zane.  Cocks come out.  One after the other the three men stick their bigger than average black cocks in Zane and nut.  They all watch each other cream—and me begin to eat their loads.

“Look at that fucker go…”  One of them presses on the back on my head, pushing my face into the creampied hole.  He holds me there as I lick and swallow.  I couldn’t pull away…if I’d wanted to.

They leave.  I stand up.  My cock is throbbing.  We both know it’s time.  I sink into his over flowing hole.   I lean down and drizzle some of their cum into his open mouth. 

I bend closer.  “How many?”  I whisper into his ear.  “How many loads tonight?”

He shrugs.  “Twelve…??  Fifteen…??”

I smile and fuck him harder.

His eyes lock on mine.  “But I haven’t gotten the one I want…”

It’s my cue.  I begin to shoot up his sperm drenched hole…