How Do You Forget a Devil's Dick?

 Sitting in My Out of State Motel Room—October, 2023

 

About three hours after I sat down and rather quickly wrote up the last post, I literally dropped the pen I was using at this new work gig.  I realized I had not mentioned one of the highlights of the play with GaryM.  I was more than a little dumbfounded that I could forget it.

 I make a lot of notes after bookstore or group play: types of men, what I did, the usual where, what and who.  I don’t take as many notes after a playroom session.  It is more controlled.  There is usually just one person.  I may make a note of what toys came out or that I have a picture or six on my phone.  With GaryM, I was so sated (and tired in the best possible way!!) after our wet session, I made no notes at all.  After all, I am now recording things that happened just three weeks ago—why would I need any aides in remembering?

 I guess it doesn’t matter why I forgot, but it does, perhaps matter what it was that I forgot.  During the sling fuck, I excused myself and went upstairs to the freezer.  I brought down the devil’s dick I had been working on over the last two weeks. (And mentioned in a couple of posts.)  I slipped the condom with about seven frozen loads out of the shot glass.  GaryM was eager for that very cold nugget of cum to be in his ass—and perhaps slightly apprehensive.   I will let him describe it—from an email of his, wondering why I hadn’t included it:

 “Once again you most definitely caught the essence of our playdate. I hope your readers understand how the addition of piss to the play can really bring out the animal in each of us as it did for me. Another level of intensity.

 But I couldn't believe you neglected to mention the devil's dick. Was there a reason or did it just slip your mind?

 I just know when you shoved that ice cold cum into that furnace I call my hole, it was mind blowing. How quickly it melted and how very different your cock felt as you fucked me in that silky cum. That and the total mind fuck of knowing it was several loads of cum. Then you added your piss and I truly lost my mind in all the sensations. My only regret was that I couldn't feed it all back to you under that rim seat. When that floodgate finally opened later that day and I saw all that cum, piss and ass slime I only wish we could have shared it. You would have loved it.”

 And it really was great to fuck in my melting cum.  It’s fantastic to fuck in anyone’s cum you may find in hot hole, but to feel the drip of the melting semen, returning to its viscid state, is mind blowing.  And this one still tasted like cum—no freezer burn!  I shared it off my dick for GaryM to lap up—and of course I sampled some as I rimmed him.

 I added the piss up his ass deliberately to make sure that I would be drinking it as he sat on the rimseat, but his ass was not about to let the heady mixture go.  I actually am rather happy he took it all home and had fun with it when he finally was able to get himself off.

 I apologize to my readers and GaryM—I wish that it had been written up in its proper place.   Maybe I will edit it into the post…or maybe I will leave it as it stands to remind me to take more notes…

 

And to add another layer of forgetfulness….there were even two pictures on my phone…