North of Me—May, 2021
In
the middle of the month I drove north for some play time with the Ginger Bear. I packed my usual ‘go to’ ass toys and made
sure my nails were trimmed and filed. He
welcomed me with a huge hug. This time
we were back upstairs in his bedroom where he had the sling ready to go. Up we went and stripped down…
The Ginger Bear is on his knees. He has me in his mouth at about three
quarters of hardness. He wants to deep
throat me before I reach full erection.
He goes for it. And success! I am lodged in his throat. As I come up and out, I am now at full
erection—so he doesn’t try it again, settling for some great tongue work on my
thick mushroom head.
He hops in the sling and I go to my knees and get
his crack and hole wet with a ton of saliva.
I poke it as deep as I can. I
lube my dick as I do, stroking, thinking of the hole I’m about to invade. I stand and slide in. Slowly, but relentlessly. Until my pubes are crushed against him. His fingers touch his nips and his eyes roll
back.
I fuck him.
Slowly. But turning up the speed
after almost every thrust. I pull
out. And kneel to taste his ass
again. I revel in his juices, re-grease
my cock and plunge back in. I fuck the
Ginger Bear harder—as he works his nipples.
He is making vocal sounds in some language known only to sex, but you
can tell they are all happy noises.
I pull out, take a swig from my water bottle and let
loose a blast of piss on his hole—as asked for when we talked online. He groans, letting me know that he thinks it’s
hot. I kneel and lick him dry of every
drop of piss I can find. While I am down
there, I grease up my egg headed dildo.
I twirl it into place, stand and add my cock. He is right back to being as tight as when I
first entered him.
I fuck him with the toy below me. Then I switch to have the toy above my
dick. Each gives me (and him) a
different sensation. The mix of plastic
on one side of me and hot, wet flesh on the other is great.
I grease up the speculum. I want to give him a good lateral stretch before
I try for my fist. I crank it open,
toying with his prostate. I love how his
breathing changes every time I touch his most sensitive place.
I work the device out—and my left hand slowly into
him. We have played just enough for an
easy entry. I move slowly and
deliberately. He inhales deeply and his
eyes roll back into his head. I turn my
head slightly. And then out.
My cock slides back in.
I fuck as I lube my right hand.
I work my right in, just as easily as the left.
I go back to the left—and let my super hard cock
slide down my slippery wrist and soon my cock is slipping in between my fingers
deep in his ass. I love the feel of it. So does the Ginger Bear.
I slip my dick out first…then the hand. I grease up my black butt plug and insert to
keep him open.
I grab the ass grommet chute. I grease it inside and out. The plug comes out—and I try to fold the
grommet down so it can get into him. My
hands are just too slippery. Instead I
slip my cock inot it. It fits snuggly on
my shaft and lets the full dick head out on the other end. I line it up—push—and with a slight ‘pop’ it
goes into place. The grommet is tight
around my shaft. It is greasy enough to
fuck through it. It is makes a noisy
sucking sound as I move in and out—creating something of a vacuum in his guts.
I finally tire of it and pull out—with the device
still on my dick. I want to take a
picture, it looks so hot, but my hands are far too greasy.
I go back to alternating my hands in the Ginger
Bear.
Then it’s the biggest toy I own—sort of a three tier
butt plug. I have to work at it a
little. But it eventually goes into
place.
“I have something larger,” he tells me.
I go root through his toy box in the closet behind
me. I arrive back with what looks like
the phallus of some sort of dragon.
“I can’t take much of it,” the Ginger Bear cautions
me.
I grease up the mammoth head of the heavy
phallus. After all our play he takes a
little more than he realizes. I show
him. He’s impressed.
We go back to my hands. I add three fingers of my other hand with my fist
in place.
He loves it—and then it is enough.
His hole is done for the day…
Courtesy of the Fort Troff website.
I owe you all a picture of my cock in that thing!
Oh. My. Someone dropped some change at the dirty book store. Woot woot.
ReplyDeleteWell....special order from the company, but yeah, he must have...
DeleteI can almost picture those swollen ass lips of the Ginger Bear pushing out and trying to take that monster in its entirety. Someday.....
ReplyDeleteI will be curious to chart the progress!
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