Jack Gets Wet--Inside and Out

 My Playroom—November, 2022

 

Jack came back to the playroom on one of the last days of November.  He was the bear I had met at a bookstore and then used again in the playroom just a few days later.  I was more than ready to have another hot session with this burly pig…

 

Jack is naked when I come downstairs.  He kneels, fully erect and throbbing, at the base of the fuck bench.  I strip off my robe and toss it on the bed behind me.  Jack begins to nuzzle my full pouch.  I have deliberately worn a piss-stained jock.  He inhales deeply before his tongue begins exploring the slightly yellowed fabric.

“I want to drink your piss today,” he murmurs, before working my hardening dick out of the moist fabric and into his wet mouth.  I harden instantly.  I let him suck me for a long time, watching our reflection in the mirror.

“I need to taste your hole.”  I indicate he should get up on the bench behind him.  He moves around and presents me with his full ass.  I go to my knees and burrow in.  His hole opens easily as I tongue him.   He opens his poppers for the first time as I spit on his crack and smear it around with my tongue.  As the vapor hits him, I tongue fuck him as deeply as I know how.  He groans—and begins to pant.

“Fuck me, Sir.”

I ignore him.  I am having too much fun getting his tasty hole as wet as possible.  Of course, I eventually stand up and slide into him.  He takes me easily at this point—one long steady glide in until my pubes grind against his upturned ass.  I hold for the briefest of moments—and begin to fuck into him. 

Jack groans in pleasure.  “Give it to me.  All of it.”

I am pumping him balls deep on every stroke.  I slow the fuck as he inhales poppers, but pick up the speed again as I hear the cap go back on.  I fuck him hard.  And abruptly pull out.  I walk around and feed him his dick with a “Taste your ass.”  Jack loves this.  He cranes around to take all of me.  I fuck his face a little.  I lift my left leg up and place it on the far lower level of the bench.  It allows me even more depth down his throat.  He gasps and sputters.  I pull out of him—bringing up some deep spittle.  I wrap it around my cock shaft, walk back to his ass and fuck it into him.

I pull out when I feel I can piss.  Just a splash up and down his thoroughly fucked ass crack.  I lick up some of the piss clinging to his ass hair.  I fuck some into him, before I bring my cock back to his mouth with the new flavor.

He gobbles me down as before.  I don’t let it go on as long.  I pull almost all the way out, and feed him a splash of my piss, for the first time, right from the tap.  He gurgles it down happily.

We fuck some more, once with another splash of piss in the mix.

“Sling time.”

I get him situated in the sling with his legs in the stirrups.  I spend a long time on my knees rimming, reveling in the mix of ass juice, piss, pre-cum and coconut oil lube.  Jack can’t take his eyes off the mirror above him, watching me rim and spit the juices back into his hole.

I stand and fuck him.  A lot.  His hole is slick and accommodating to every thrust.

“I want to lick your butt,” Jack pants. 

I slow down and pull out.  I go around for him to clean my cock before I help him out.  I jump in the sling.  I start with my boots braced against the poles.  He eats me expertly—as he has every time we’ve met.  Eventually, I get my boots into the stirrups, not bothering to have him stop and help.  I take a hit of poppers myself, lay back  and let him eat me out.

“Let’s try something.”  I get my left leg out of the stirrup.  I ask him to unhook it.  He does and I take it, sliding the stirrup to my knee, then fastening it behind me on the D ring of the sling.   We do the same with the right.  It tilts my ass up higher.  It makes him have a better angle for tongue fucking.

“I think I have some piss.”

It’s a long wait, but worth it.  His hot piss plays up and down my ass crack.  It pools on my balls and cascades to the towel on the floor.  The moment he’s done, he goes back to his knees and begins licking.  He groans and mutters as he tongues me dry.  I take another hit of poppers and let him enjoy my ass…

*

Jack is back in the sling.  I am in rim/fuck/rim/fuck/rim mode.  Suddenly I stop.  My pandemic devil’s dick is still in the freezer.  I can’t think of anyone who will enjoy it more.  I go up and bring it down to him.  The shot glass, with a condom lining, is full with 7 or 8 loads.  All mine.  I pull it out and dangle it in Jack’s line of vision. 

“Shove it in me, Sir.  Please.”

I strip away the latex.  The hunk of frozen cum is already beginning to melt.  I finger it up Jack’s gape.  He groans.  I instantly stick my dick in him.  I want to feel it melt over my dick.  I am not disappointed.  I begin to fuck.  My melting cum changes the feel of the fuck.  It makes me fuck him harder, too.  I do pull out and let him lick some of the melted cum from my cockhead.  He slurps noisily at it, moaning as he tongues me.

I fuck him again.

“Rim seat.”  He knows I want to eat my jizz out of him.  I slide under the seat and Jack sits.  His ass opens and the first drip drops onto my tongue.  I poke up into him.  And again.  I am rewarded with the remains of the cum load.  I savor it and swallow.  I tongue fuck him again.  I get one more drip.  I smear it around his puffy ass lips.  But then I open wider and suck his nether lips into my mouth. 

“I want to eat you on this too, Sir.”

We switch.  He eats my hole hungrily.  Aggressively.  I finally have to stand up—I am not used to so much tongue work down there.  “I need to breed, anyway,” I pant.

We do it in the sling.  Jack lies back and I am up him instantly.  This deep in his ass, I can still feel the remains of my cum.  I fuck.  Hard.  Jack jerks himself.  I am so ready to give him a load.

“You want it?” I ask, looking into his eyes.

“You know I do!”

I fuck him harder.

“Oh, fuck…” 

My cock swells—and I begin to spew deep in his guts…

Here is a link to his first visit—where there are pictures:  Rimming and BreedingJack’s Wet Hole.