Derrick and Jacob Re-open the Playroom

 West Michigan—January, 2022

Derrick and Jacob and I used to meet up about once a month.  The pandemic has totally destroyed that.  We have seen each other a couple of times in the last two and a half years when the three of us felt comfortable to meet.   In the middle of January, we decided to get back together.  It felt odd for about 10 minutes…and then we were right back to where we left off. 

We had a very long chat session to help get us back in tune.  Derrick and I were dressed—and Jacob was in full rubber with a zip that could open the suit to get to his ass.  We drank tea and caught up.  And I kept imagining opening that zipper and feasting on Jacob’s hairy ass.

Eventually, we moved from the living room to the den, where porn was playing.  Derrick and I shed our clothes and sat next to each other on the couch.  Jacob knelt before us, now having added a rubber head piece that covered his head and eyes—leaving just his mouth open.  Derrick moved his head over to my thickening cock…

 

“Suck him.  Get him hard.”

Jacob is eager.  He opens wide.  And takes most of my cock deep into his throat.

He pulls off.  “I forgot how big that is…” he murmurs and goes back down on me.  This time to the root.  His days of not being able to take all of me are long over.  He goes down on me two or three more times before I move his mouth to my balls—and then to Derrick’s dripping dick.

I go to the floor.  I unzip the ass crack of his suit.  Jacob re-adjusts his kneeling position to give me easier access.  I lean forward and taste his ass for the first time in months.  He is damp from the suit—and tastes salty and wonderful.  I dig in and spit on his pucker as he noisily sucks his partner. 

I have to fuck him.  I lube myself as I eat him out.  The suit is tight—it is keeping his ass cheeks quite close together.  I rear up—and enter him.  I feel the zipper teeth scrape me a little, but it’s worth it to sink into him.  Jacob stops sucking for a minute as I stop moving.  He pants—and when he goes back to sucking Derrick, I know I can continue the fuck.

I do.  Not for long. But it’s a hot sight to see my very white cock plow into the black rubber stretched so tightly across his ass.

“Let’s make this easier.”  Derrick stands up and gets the thin bench they use in this room.  I pull out and help Jacob up.  Derrick and I both guide the sightless Jacob him to the bench and get him in place.  Derrick stands at the front and feeds his boy his cock.  I go back to a little rimming, while I re-lube.  I stand up and, while still tighter due to the suit, it is an easier access.

I fuck him—hard enough to really push him down on Derrick’s dick. 

We only stop when his knees get tired.

“Why don’t you lose the suit and see how warm it is downstairs,” suggests Derrick.  Jacob leaves us together to wriggle out of it in the shower.  Derrick and I embrace.  He sucks my cock—loving the taste of Jacob’s ass all over it.  Then he climbs on the bench.  I lick up and down his ass crack before zeroing in on his hole. 

He squirms in pleasure.  “Go easy on me—it’s been a long time.”

I stand up.  I slide in, wait and begin the stroke.  Derrick bucks back on me.  He meets each thrust.  The small room is filled with the sound of my slender hips slapping into his full ass.  Jacob arrives and watches, nodding approvingly.  “Take it all!”

Derrick needs to move.  We grab more water and go down to their delightfully overstocked playroom.  Things have changed slightly.  The sling, hung from the rafters, has shifted 90 degrees, so I am standing at the foot of it with a lot more space around me.  Jacob, naked now, hops in first.

I eat him again.

I fuck him again.

I grease up my left hand as I fuck.  I move from my dick deep inside him to three of my fingers, barely breaking the fucking motion.  Soon enough it is my whole left hand.

“Are you going to add your cock, too?”

I nod.  I leave my hand in place and my cock slide down my wrist.  The fat head goes in easily.  My fingers open inside him and my shaft fucks between my middle and fourth fingers.  Jacob groans.  Derrick, sitting to the side, watching my every move, gropes himself.  I pull my dick out.  Then my hand.

I go right back in.  Hand.  Cock.  Fuck my fist deep in Jacob.  I grease up the right.  I reverse it all.  Right.  Cock.  And fuck that fist.  Jacob can’t keep his hand off his cock. Watching me use his ass in the mirror above is making him stiffen up.

“Can you find me a small dildo,” I ask Derrick.  He brings back something I would not remotely call small.  I grease it up and work it slowly into Jacob. Jacob pants and his erection subsides.  I move it in a slow rotation, making him feel the stretch.

 “I want something small enough I can use it to double fuck him.”  Derrick arrives with another toy.  The perfect size—a nice seven inch dick.  It is greased and inserted.  I add myself.  Jacob’s eyes tell the story as my cock supersizes his hole.

Soon enough I go back to just my hands.  One and then the other.  At one moment, I am close to getting them both in at once. 

“Break,” pants Jacob.  I clean up a little and help him out of the sling.  He goes off to get rid of the extra lube and Derrick takes his place. 

“Do you need a break?” he asks.  (We have been going all afternoon.)

I shake my head and kneel to taste his fucked ass.  He groans—and asks for some lube for his cock.  I give him my bottle, never taking my mouth away from his ass crack.  Once I get my fill—and make my cock rock hard again—I stand up and fuck him.  I love watching Derrick’s eyes roll up into the back of his head.  He stops stroking to concentrate on the sensations I am creating in his ass.  His eyes come back into focus and to the mirror above him.  He watches my cock split his ass in two.

I slow down.  Pull out.  Grease up my left. It takes me longer to get into Derrick.  I am guessing he hasn’t had as much ass play during the lockdown.  But I finally get in.

“Add your cock…”

I nod.  He’s read my mind.  My wet dick slides down my wrist and goes into him as well.  I try to keep my hand a fist inside, but it feels better to have it open and to fuck between my fingers.

Jacob returns.  He loves seeing Derrick used—and knows just what his partner is feeling.  I fuck a little with just my dick.  I start working the right hand into him.  Jacob knows what is needed.  He covers Derrick’s nose and mouth with his fragrant armpit.  It works like poppers—my hand is all but pulled into place.  I add my cock and fuck.

Soon I move to just hands.  Back and forth.  Derrick groans.

He has suddenly had enough stretch.  We stop.

Derrick asks how he can get me off—but we all agree that dinner sounds better…

These pictures are from an earlier adventure at their house, when they had me try on a rubber suit.