Rod with the Silver PA

 My Playroom—October, 2020

So I have one more meet from six months ago that is really hazy.  I have no pictures to help me here.  It was just two days after Jay.  The guy was a totally different type—but the kinds of things we did were very, very similar.  I think.

Rod was a good looking bear, going slightly grey.  I know I knew he was very fist oriented.  But he had made clear he loved the things my moniker of FelchingPisser conjured up.  

I remember receiving a very sloppy blow job as I rested my ass on the fuck bench.

I ate and plowed him there first.  Because I almost always do.  I am sure the eggheaded dildo would have been the next thing up his hole.  It is a great gentle stretch.  And my cock joining it separates guys who love fist from guys who just think they want my hand.

Oh, he wanted my hand.  Often.  I think I did his first fisting right there on the bench.  But only after he had greedily cleaned my cock of his ass juices.

The sling was where I fucked him next.  And pissed on his silver PA-ed cock and ass crack.  I know I licked his dick clean of every drop of my piss.  And likely pushed it into his butt with my tongue.  But I have no recollection or no notes of what toys I used on him—before a lengthy session of him taking both my fists.  Could I double him?  Did I add my cock?  I don’t know.

I am sure I used the rimseat.  I likely pissed his crack first.  Did I give him a piss enema?  Again, I’m not sure.  Likely.

And I bred him.  I’m pretty damn sure of that…Most likely in the sling.

I do have one comment from him.  He loved how I mopped up all the piss and cum with my jock.  A jock that belongs to reader Big Blue Bear.

 

I want to say again to these men—in case they are readers.  These were fun sessions.  My lack of memory should not be read in any way that they weren’t good.  Or memorable.  It’s just those damned specific memories I usually still have to write up the event.  

I would play with any of you again.  Anytime.