Stringing up Jake

 My Playroom—February, 2022

Jake, the man who takes my fist with ease and likes to have his balls manhandled, suddenly had time for a play session. My calendar was freer than usual.  On the last Saturday of the month he arrived with his bag of tricks…

 

I send Jake downstairs to the playroom so I can get out of my jeans and get my boots back on upstairs in my bedroom.  I go down in my robe with a fairly clean white jock holding the goods.  Jake is naked.  And ready.

He sits on the edge of the bed.  “Let me get that down my throat before you get too hard.” 

I pull the pouch around and let him nuzzle my balls for a moment.  I am hardening quickly, so I push into his mouth.  It feels great—which makes me fully hard.  And that makes it tight and a little toothy.  I’d rather eat his ass anyway.

Jake gets in place on the fuck bench.  I never tire of how men are presented on this piece of equipment.  The ass is right at the perfect height and spread for maximum penetration by tongue, cock, finger, fist or toy.  I go to work with my tongue first.  He sighs and tells me to get him good and wet.  That is easy to do as I am salivating.  I really need to get my dick into him.

I stand up.  My cockhead brushes his wet pucker.  I push—and I am in.  To the hilt.  I wait for the shortest moment and begin to fuck.  Jake eggs me on.  “Really give it to me.”  I pick up the pace.  In moments I am pounding into him.  Over and over.  The wet sound his ass is making is music to my ears.  I suddenly stop, pull out and bring my wet dick to Jake’s head.  He licks me clean, groaning in the back of his throat.  I go back to his ass and fuck him just as hard again.

I grab the egg headed dildo from the shelf by the sling.  I lube and insert.  His ass takes the toy easily.  I like seeing his ass lips cling to the rounded tip as it stretches them.  It disappears inside Jake.  I stand and add my dick.  I fuck first with the toy below my dick—so I can really feel the ribbed column below the egg head.  Then I switch it up and have my cock under it.  I feel more  of his wet, clingy ass this way.  I fuck for a long time—as Jake looks up into the mirror in front of us and watches me ravage his hole.

The toy comes out.  The speculum goes in—the stainless steel device still cool to the touch.  I crank it open slowly. I finger Jake’s prostate after each small turn of the screw.  Soon, it is wide enough to fuck with it in place.  The stainless steel is no longer cool.  It is at body temperature.  I fuck him vigorously…then do a slow crank shut, letting him feel his ass canal relax.

We move to the sling.  I eat his ass again, relishing the change in the feel of his pucker.  It makes me fuck him hard. 

I start some finger stretching—and then go to a large black butt plug.  Jake loves when I thump my fist against the base of it as he holds it in place.  More fingers—8 now, in a lateral stretch.  Soon, my left hand slips into him.  And then my right.  Alternating. 

I move on to the bigger black toy—sort of a two tier butt plug.  Jake takes it easily.  I beat on the base of this one, too.  Another round of my hands—opening and probing deeply into him.

He has brought the two ball crushers.  I start with the plexiglass one.  He helps get his balls and cock in the right holes.  Then I begin to tighten the wing nuts—slowly tightening down on his testicles.  Today I seem to be able to go a little tighter than last time.  I add the eggheaded dildo, into his ass before I take the picture.

I get the crusher off and use the new toy shaped like a small fire hydrant.  Jake takes it in stride.  The top goes in easily. I spend a little time working the four bumps into him.  And a little more with the next, wider ring at the base.  He loves the complex stretches it provides.

My hands do another round.

A quick fuck and we break.  Jake lies on the bed and gets his balls inside the lower half of the red block crusher.  Then it’s back in the sling for him.  I add the top and screw it down with just a light amount of pressure on his nuts.  Jake wonders if I have rope to truss the whole contraption up and pull it above him.  I don’t have rope—but I have chain.  I rig it so it pulls his scrotum away from his body.

I tighten it down to where he likes it.  At his instruction, I grab the flesh covered dildo and beat the box.  Rhythmically and loud in the tiny room.  Jake’s eyes roll up into his head.  He is in some special place.

And now my hands find their way back into his hole…

 

 

(I wish the trussed up picture was better.  Oh, and here are the toys—for those who like to keep track….)