The Playroom Helps Jaylen Push his Limits

 My Playroom—January, 2024

 

At the top of January, Jaylen sent me a text.  (Jaylen is the college aged young man I met first at his apartment and once again when he came to the playroom for his first sling ride.)  He requested a meet.  I asked if he would like me to come back to his place or if he would he rather be in the playroom?  He emphatically chose the playroom. 

We set a date, but his boss needed him to work.  But, being the responsible type, he let me know days in advance.  We delayed it a week—and on the last day of January he arrived in my driveway.  He sent me text that he arrived, being of that generation who don’t believe in doorbells…

 

He stands in the entrance area, with a slight case of nerves.  His fingers keep raking his long hair out of his face.  Jaylen is white, late 20’s and carries some extra pounds.  I hang up his coat in the closet.  He decides to double check his clean out in the bathroom and I take the opportunity to strip down to a jock and boots.  I take him downstairs and he strips, tossing his clothes in the chair as I find slightly more bland porn than I often show.  I hit ‘play’ and turn around.  Jaylen is already on his knees.

I grin and slowly take off my robe, showing the thick mound of cock hidden by the jock pouch.  I deliberately hang the robe up on the door knob.  Jaylen touches himself as he watches.  I move so I am just inches from his face.  I twist the fabric and my cock springs free.  He reaches up and guides me into his mouth.  His tongue is all over my dick head.  He licks and sucks and moans to himself.  Now, he tries to take as much down his throat as he can take.  He ends with about two thirds of me imbedded in his throat.  He pulls off me, panting.

“It didn’t get any smaller…” I offer.

He does it again, making himself choke.  I slap his cheek with my cock, smearing some deep throat spittle on him.  I use my cock head to wipe it up again—and stick it all back into his mouth…

I have lowered the mid-section of the fuck bench before he got here, thinking it might be more comfortable for him.  He gets up on it, kneeling on what is now a padded table.  I eat his ass.

“No one does that like you do,” he mumbles.

I keep going until he is all but begging me to fuck him.  I stand up, hoping I have lubed him enough.  It’s a tight hole.  My head pops in.  He pants as I stay in place.  Then I pull out and eat his ass some more.  I stand up a second time and he takes my whole cock.  I begin the fuck the moment his breathing returns to normal.  We both like the sound of my slim hips thwacking into his full ass.

I remember that he loved ass to mouth.  I pull out and let him taste his ass juices.  He licks me clean.  I fuck him once more, before we move to the sling.

He jumps up and into it like a pro this time.  “I love the sling,” he confirms as I get his ankles into the stirrups.  I eat his hole once more.  And plow it.  Jaylen’s eyes are on the mirror.  He can’t take his eyes off it.

“Would you record me getting fucked?”

I dig out his phone for him and let him get it ready.  I hold it, so he will be able to see close up what my cock looks like as I fuck into him.  I actually pull it out, and bounce it on his ball sack so the camera can see its length, before I work it back into him.

I fuck him and switch the recorder off.  I hand it to him and fuck him harder, now that I have nothing in my hands and I can hang onto the sling frame.

We pause.  “Would you mind going back to the bench, but with the middle section up?” he asks.

I don’t.  I take a sip of tea and crawl under the bench.  In a matter of three minutes or less, it is back in its usual position.

We change over.  I fuck him.  He cleans me.  I grab the smallest butt plug.  He pants heavily, but takes it.  Once it snaps in place, he even likes the feel of it.  I work it out and insert it once more.

We fuck.

We fuck some more, back at the sling, his legs on the floor and his chest supported by the leather.  He likes this—telling me it makes him feel ‘really used.’  This makes me fuck him even harder.

Jaylen gets back into it the normal way.  I fuck him again.   He loves how easily he is taking my dick now.  He asks about the toy with graduated balls getting larger and larger.  I pull it out.  He takes the first two easily.  But I have to work on the third one.

He grabs his cock and jerks as I try to get it inside.  I work the first two out and begin again.  One ball.  Two.  The third, larger than the first two, pops in…

“Fuuuuck!”

He is cumming.   He shoots a big load all over himself.  I lean down and my tongue finds a sweet puddle of cum.  He writhes as I slurp it up.

Then he gets apologetic.   I can still try to fuck him; he thinks he can take it.  I tell him I am fine.  I will breed him the next time we meet…