I am almost back to normal, as the mucus just keeps draining…so let’s write about sex…
Jersey City—December, 2023
Sometime in the middle of being buried in
Rudy’s hot ass he looked up at me and said something like: “Remind me to show
you a picture of the guy who’s cat sitting for me.” I grunted and went back to doing whatever I
was doing to him. After we’d both shot
our loads, Rudy remembered. He paged through
his phone and brought up a picture of a man considerably younger than either of
us. The guy was cute—very cubbish with a
terrific smile. “I told him he could
play here if you two wanted to do that while I’m gone. I gave him your Asspig profile name. Check him out.”
Well, two day later I was walking back to
Rudy’s apartment to play with a new man.
Our online chat had gone well and we’d agreed to meet. Wally answered the door. He is even hotter in person. After checking in with the cat (who today is
indifferent to my arrival) we chat for quite some time in the kitchen. He checks my hand size. And makes sure I’m not a psycho…
With my water in hand, we go to the bedroom
to strip down. We keep chatting—but we
stop long enough to kiss…
It goes on and on—in the best possible way. Neither of
us want to be the first to break the kiss.
My smooth body loves rubbing against his very hairy one. Finally, our mouths separate and I tell him I
have to eat his ass. He gets up on all
fours on the bed. I kneel and just look
at how hairy he is down here. I can’t
wait to bury my face in the valley between his cheeks. The fur is long and luxurious. I dive it—and revel in getting it wet and
matted. Wally moans as I burrow into his
responsive hole.
My cock is hard.
Drooling. Ready to plow. I stand up and slap it against his
pucker. Wally groans. I ease into him. His hole takes me easily. He milks every inch of my cock as all of me
bottoms out in him. I pause for the
briefest of moments before I begin to fuck.
“Fuck, yeah…” he moans.
I pick up the tempo.
I am soon slamming into his ass.
Wally is right there—his muscle butt working my cock on every
stroke. Finally, I pull out. I bury my face once more in the hole I just
ravaged. I love how different it feels—more
pliant and slightly gaping. His ass lips
are now just slightly pronounced. I take
them into my mouth, working them hard, to get even more blood into them.
“Can I suck that cock?”
He rolls off the bed and kneels on the floor. His hand circles the base of my wet, ass slicked
cock. Wally takes me to the root. Effortlessly.
Again and again. It’s my turn to
groan. He pulls off me and, unasked, begins
to lick my balls. Never sucking them—just
getting the hairy sack as wet as I got his hairy crack.
We move to the sling, which is still in the windowed
alcove. He gets himself into the stirrups
with expert precision as I go to my knees and lick his fucked ass from a new
angle. I eat and slurp, spitting into the
tangle of wet hair framing his hole. Wally’s moans make me work harder and harder.
I stand. My
cock pushes into him. We fuck. There is a mirror tilted so Wally can see my
big dick enter him on each stroke. After
a bit, I reach for his big bottle of lube.
I keep fucking as I pour some into my left hand. It is incredibly creamy. Wally tells me it is his own mix of K-Lube
and Boy Butter.
My index finger pokes into him with my cock still in
place. Soon my cock comes out and my other fingers go in. Three.
Four. And the thumb. All but effortlessly my left hand is buried
in him.
I pull out and grease up my right as well. I start with three fingers of each hand doing
a lateral stretch. Then I work my left
into him once again. Repeatedly. Then to
see if he can take the slightly bigger right hand. Of course, he can…
Now it is a mix of cock, then left hand. Now, cock and left hand. We both love the feel of my dick fucking into
my greasy palm, already deep inside him.
I try it with my right hand. It
works, but it is not as comfortable, so I do the cock and left once more—now each
stroke going through my opened fingers, all inside him.
We take a break.
I get out the speculum. When we’re
ready, it’s back to the sling and a slow crank of him open. I can’t remember now if he’d had one open him
up before, but I’m fairly sure he had never had a guy fuck him with the
speculum in place. I plow into him,
talking, as I always do, about the feel of the stainless-steel vs his hot flesh.
I do a very slow closing of the medical device. It slips out of him. My cock slips back in. Then my left hand. Wally encourages me to go deeper. My cock has touched his second ring
repeatedly, but now my middle finger does the same.
We break on the bed, lying side by side. We chat.
I remind him I want him to sit on my face. Instantly, he scrambles into place. His hairy, used hole fills my mouth. His ass lips are quite puffy now. And delicious. He bounces on my tongue. His full ass is beginning to cut off my air. I let him stay there. And stay.
And…I finally have to push him off me.
I pant, as though I’d just run a race, gasping for breath.
Wally sucks me again as I catch my breath. Then he rides my cock. Briefly.
Bouncing on it in the same way he did my tongue. He decides his hole is done for hand—but he’s
fine for fucking. We re-position. I stand up and Wally gets on his back this
time. I pull his ass right to the edge
of the bed.
I eat him out again.
I stand and fuck.
Wally grabs his hard cock and begins to jerk himself as
I pummel his ass.
“I’m really close…” he pants.
“Go ahead. I’ll
just fuck it into you.”
Wally closes his eyes for a moment and in just a few
seconds he is firing a massive load all over his hairy abdomen and chest. I scoop up the biggest puddle and smear it on
my dick.
I slide in, the cum coating his hole. “Can I keep going?” I ask.
He nods.
It doesn’t take long now. His cum is the trigger. The slickness, and just how much of it there
is in him, is taking me over the edge.
My hips are slapping into that hairy ass that has
given me so much pleasure. The sound
adds to my excitement.
And I’m there.
Filling him up with my cum.
Letting the two loads mix together deep inside him…
Writing this post up I'm betting has more than put you in the mood and thinking about some carnal play. Gotta love when some networking works out as nicely as this playdate did. All that luxurious hair and a man with obvious skills all within walking distance.
ReplyDeleteWriting this up was fun. I was happy to re-live it--and I was finally feeling much better. I did enough yesterday I am now wondering if I should have done a little less...
DeleteWally sent me a text this morning, seemingly very happy with the post--and all it brought back to mind. He recognized just how good a way it is for me to keep track of what I do with my partners, especially my regulars. Things do blur and fade as we go on...and I pointed out that I like to know what we did, so we can build on it another time.