Nine Tops and Only Six Bottoms

 Grand Rapids—March, 2024

 

In the middle of the month, I headed north for group sex.  I took the fuck bench and the rimseat.  The Host was expecting a large group.  He had more men coming than his small house could comfortably hold.  Well, in the end, men being men, a third of them showed up.  Fifteen gay began stripping down in the living room…

 

It is a good mix of men I know from this group and men who are new to me.  A young Black man sits on the couch to kick out of his jeans.  His mouth happens to find my dick before I can pull my jockstrap into place.  He’s good.  In a moment, I return the favor, kneeling between his splayed legs.  He reaches down and grabs a butt cheek, working down to my hole.  I straighten up and we do that sort of awkward, ‘well, I’m all top’ thing.  As is he…

I go up the stairs.  To the left of the steps is the room with the sling; to the right is a double bed, covered in a leather throw and my rimseat.  (The bench is downstairs in the living room.)  I know one man in the knot of men checking each other out before getting down to it.  He is 20 years younger than I am, slightly pudgy, with a shaved head.  I haven’t seen him since Covid and the last time I fucked him was at the bookstore/bathhouse in the center of the state.  I go over to him and he goes to his knees.  As he sucks me, I look around.  There is a couple, both bearish and in their late 40’s or early 50’s, one very obviously the top to his very tatted, muscled up boy.   Another man looks familiar.  He is a wearing a cum dump T-shirt. 

The Black Top arrives from downstairs.  The tatted ‘boy’ sucks his daddy.  The Black Top begins fingering the hole of the cum dump.  I get my man off his knees and onto the bed.  “All fours,” I bark out.  He does.  I eat out his hole that tastes very soapy.  I stand up.  The Black Top is already fucking Cum Dump.  I slide into my man.  He’s tight.  And I stay still for longer than usual to get him to relax. 

Cum Dump is pulling slightly away from Black Top to try to get the Daddy’s dick in his mouth and away from his boy.  He manages to do just that.  He is suddenly being spit roasted and moaning from the assault of the two cocks.   I begin to fuck.

The Host joins the proffered asses on the bed.  The Black Top switches to his hole, making the Daddy turn Cum Dump around and use him.  I fuck—but keep watching the expression on Tatted Boy’s face.  He is all smiles; he loves seeing his Daddy use other men. 

Soon the Black Top pulls out of the Host.  I offer him the hole I’ve just fucked.  But he wants Tatted Boy.  And gets him.  He slides into his hole and begins to rut.   The Tall Top, from my last trip here, has joined us.  He is in the Cum Dump.  Daddy moves to me—and I let him have Shaved Head’s ass.

I stand to the side and stroke.  I want Tatted Boy.  I finally get Cum Dump.  I fuck him on all fours on the bed.  Words spill out of him—all explicit in what he wants done to him tonight.  I keep drilling him and slapping his very round butt cheek.  I also watch Daddy fuck Tatted Boy.  I make a mental note that I will get into him before the night is done…

*

It’s an odd night.  I am fucking…but only between three asses:  Cum Dump, Shaved Head and just once with a man with a hairy chest—who couldn’t deal well with other’s watching him get fucked.  The party has divided.  Which I don’t like.  I love having us all in the two rooms so we can see and inspire each other.  But tonight, about half the men are downstairs playing on the couch.  I don’t get into the Host the entire night; he never comes back upstairs.

During the course of the evening, I also notice that there are six bottoms and nine tops.  No vers men at all.  I have never had to wait for a hole here.  But I keep rimming and fucking when it’s my turn.  The men keep going downstairs for food.  I am left with Cum Dump.  And that’s a good thing.

“I am so thirsty for piss…” he murmurs.

I have just gotten him out of the sling where I was incredibly deep in his hole.  My bladder is full enough to piss.  “It will be strong,” I warn him.

“So much the better.”

I put my semi-hard cock in his mouth.  It takes time, but the piss begins to flow.  He gurgles happily and gropes himself through his jock as I give him every drop I can.  He is terrific at taking it all.  Not a drop is spilled.  When the stream finally peters out, he surprises me by standing and kissing me—yellow balling some of my piss into my mouth.  I groan—but don’t swallow.  I point to the sling.  He hops in.  I tongue the piss in my mouth up his hole.  He groans in acknowledgement of what I’m doing. 

Then I fuck it deep into his guts…

*

I finally ask Daddy, as we stand next to each other downstairs, if I can fuck Tatted Boy.  He agrees.  The three of us go upstairs.  “How do you want him?” Daddy asks.

“On all fours would be great.  I really want to eat that ass everyone else has been in.”

This excites Daddy.  Tatted Boy gets in place and I chow down as Daddy strokes himself.  TB’s hole is wet and wonderful.  I tongue it and fuck it and tongue it again. 

“Rimseat,” I mutter, as I pull out of his juicy slit of a hole.

I get under.  Tatted Boy sits.  Daddy feeds him cock as I eat out his muscle ass…

*

I am alone upstairs with Cum Dump again.  “I want to lick your ass, Daddy,” he tells me.  We start in the sling.  Cum Dump can’t get enough of my hole.  He slobbers all over my ass.

We move to the rimseat.  I think he wants me to go under it, but he lies down first and pulls the seat into place.  I sit.  He hands me poppers and tells me to use them.  My hole opens and his tongue feels like it as deep as anyone has ever been.

And he gets me ready to shoot with that tongue working into me.

We go back to the sling.  I do a cursory rimming of him and plunge into his ass.

“Breed me…”

I fuck him.  Hard.

“Give me your load!”

I pick up the pace. 

“Do anything you want to me, to get you off…”

My hand comes down hard on his ass.  The sound fills the room as his hole spasms and tightens around my ever moving cock.

“Fill me up…”

My other hand finds his throat.  I squeeze.  Beginning to cut off his air.

He nods and wheezes. 

And I’m there.  I shoot spurt and spurt into him.  I hold onto the chains and stay in place…hoping for more piss to really fill him up…