Giving His Ass to ‘The Hemmingway of Filth’

My Playroom—December, 2021

We met on Asspig.  Very early in our conversation he typed that he had found the blog.  He gushed about it.  I hope he won’t mind that I quote him here:

“Dang, Dude ! 

You are a great writer. Nice pacing, tone of voice, your prose moves right along with no awkward moments or fat. You write with real efficiency and clarity. The Hemingway of Filth!

I read for over an hour. It was almost hypnotic.”

I was flattered.   We set a date.  We had to postpone it (weather, I think.)  But we met on an evening very early in December…

 

Jamie arrives at my front door.  He is likely 10 years younger than me.  Tall.  Handsome.  A trim bear, his hair touched with grey and a generous amount of stubble on his face.  It’s a short enough drive from his house, that we can go straight downstairs.  He strips and tosses his things on the chair behind the door.  I hang my robe on the door knob.  I am in my usual jock and boots.  No wrist bands tonight as I expect them to be in his ass.

He goes to his knees to suck me.  He’s on the concrete.  I suggest we move to the padded floor between the sling and fuck bench.  He takes my dick eagerly.  Hungrily, even.    He keeps pulling off me and holding it in his hand to look at it, all shiny with his saliva. 

I suggest the bench.  He thinks he’ll relax more in the sling.  I get him in, adjusting the stirrups.  I kneel and taste his hole for the first time.  It’s warm and wet and wanting my tongue.  His ass flowers open, I am reaming him deep in no time at all.  He does some poppers and watches me ravage his hole with my tongue in the mirror above him.

I grease my cock up as I eat him out.  I stand and slide into his open hole.  I fuck slowly.  Opening him inch by inch.  My dick feels great deep in the caverns of his ass.  He nods at me—and I go at him full force, hips banging on his beefy butt.

I go to the speculum fairly early in the session.  I want to do some stretching before I try my hand in him.  He opens easily with it.  I add my cock in with the medical devise.  Jamie loves this—his eyes roll into the back of his head as he gives into the pleasure.

After the speculum is out, I add the egg headed dildo.  It fits with no problem.  Nor is it when I add my dick on top of the toy.  Or then under it.  Each thrust gives him a terrific stretch of toy and cock.

I hunker down and eat the ravaged hole.  I begin greasing up my hands as I lick his well fucked ass.  In a moment I have two fingers in him.  Three. He sighs.  Four.  And the whole left hand glides in with no problem.  Jamie can’t believe I’m inside him so easily—but is delighted I am. 

I play with the left hand in and out of him for a bit.  Then concentrate on the right hand.  It is barely any harder to get the right in him on the first try.

We break.

I ask if he’d like to try the bench now.  We go there—and fuck.  Hard.  He likes the mirror in front of him so he can see me pound into his ass.  But it’s not as comfortable for him—so I get him back in the sling.

The toy parade continues.  I use an ugly old ‘realistic’ dildo on him.  It is hard and rather unforgiving—but we both like how the molded balls smack his ass lips.

I grease up my dick again and add the grommet over it.  This is the toy that thickens the circumference of my cock by several inches.  Jamie is up for the challenge.  My cock head, sticking out of the toy goes in.  I push a little—he pushes out a little…and I am in. Every inch. He loves how full he feels.  I fuck him hard.  I pull all the way out again so we can have the pleasure of it all going back inside him…

*

It has been all about my hands for the last 10 or 15 minutes.  First one.  Then the other.  Occasionally a full 8 finger stretch.  I grab the big toy with the handle.  I wasn’t thinking of using this tonight—but his hole is wanting more.  It disappears—with Jamie keeping track of it in the mirror above.

“You will breed me, right?”

“Sure.  Are you ready for me to do that?”

He nods.  His hole has had a work out.

“I really want your cum.”

I wipe him down a little—simply so I don’t have Crisco on every strand of my beard.  With the excess off, I eat his hole again.  This makes him pant.  And it makes my cock stand back up at full strength.  I stand and fuck.  It’s suddenly all about me.  I rail into him.

I pull out and taste his hole one more time.  I take a hit of his poppers and bury my face again in his wet ass.

And it works.

I need to breed.

I stand and get my dick in him.

I pump for five or six strokes before I’m over the edge.  I convulse, hanging onto the top of the sling frame for support…

 

 

I am pretty sure he took my load home with him….