“Please. I’ve Always Wanted to…”

 My Playroom—May, 2024

I got home tired, but safely, after the huge IML piss party.  I went to my meeting on Sunday and found there were about 3 and half minutes of it that applied to me, but I did meet some of the people I will be working alongside.   I also heard from the beautiful young man.  He had remembered FelchingPisser and sent me his phone number on BBRT.  In moments we were texting and he seemed turned on by the idea of my asking to post his ass pics with the write up. I wonder if he is reading this now…?

By Monday, Memorial Day, I was ready for sex again.  I thought about Teddy, the man I was often using as a cumdump at the bookstore.  He had reached out a number of times to meet at the house, but it was always so last minute I couldn’t make it work.  Today was a holiday, I wrote to him, did he have time?  Did he want to bring his boyfriend?

He was working but was sure that he would get off early.  He would keep me posted.  Well, he worked late.  He took a co-worker home to another city.  Then he drove home to clean up.  The boyfriend wouldn’t be coming—he was in a mood. Finally, Teddy was ready to start south.

By the time he’d get here, it would be far too late in my book.  But I had napped in the afternoon.  I wanted to unload.  I told him to come along.  It took longer than he guessed, but finally he was at the door…

 

He strips off in the playroom.  I realize that this is the first time I’ve seen him fully naked as we are always at least partial dressed when he’s bent over in one of the cinemas.  I think he works outdoors from the tan line on his arms.  He is a tall man, likely early 40’s, with a little extra weight on him.  I am naked but for boots and the very fragrant piss party jock.  I am lying on the bed.  He kneels, now naked but for socks, between my spread legs.  His warm tongue licks the jock.  I tell him where it's been.  He loves the idea of wet, group sex.

He pulls aside the fabric and swallows down my half hard cock.  I erect in seconds, making his throat feel full.  He come up for air and begins working his tongue over every millimeter of my dick.  Up and down and in the piss slit.  All around the balls.  Under them.  Halfway down my perineum and up again into a deep throating of my now drooling cock. 

He is in no hurry.  I relax and let his mouth explore me.  He licks me all over one more time.  This time he’s a little closer to my asshole with his tongue on my taint.  Once again, he swallows me down and milks my dick with his throat.

We move to the fuck bench.  I don’t think he’s been on one.  I help him get in the most comfortable position with his knees farther up the bench, to lower his ass.  He settles in and I kneel behind him.  I feast on his warm ass crack.  His hole is open and ready.  I stand up—and slide in.  He gasps.

“It feels different here,” he pants.  “Better.”

I hold a long time and begin to slowly move in and out.  Faster and faster.  His eyes are riveted to the mirror on the side wall where he can see me and my cock plowing him open.

“Like that?” I ask.  “Like seeing yourself be used?”

He mumbles an affirmative as he opens the poppers I have given him (a bottle left by another trick.)  I fuck harder and harder.  I stop and pull out.  “Bring it here, sir,” he pleads the moment I am out of his ass.  I walk to his head and offer my wet cock to his waiting mouth.  He cleans me up, groaning in pleasure and lust.

I rim him. 

I fuck him again. 

He cleans my dick.  I do the ‘leave a lot of spit on it, I’m not adding any more lube’ routine.  He blisses out as I sink back into his ass…

*

We go back to the bed for another round of him licking my balls and sucking my cock.  This time his tongue grazes my asshole.

“Do you want to rim me?”

“Please.  I’ve always wanted to…”

I get in the sling.  He kneels and feasts on my hole.  He tells me he rims his partner before he fucks him—and prefers his tongue in his asshole than his dick.  It’s fine by me.  He is good at it—and his love of it is communicated with every movement of his tongue.  I lie back and watch him work in the mirror above.

We change places.  He relaxes in the sling, once he decides to use the stirrups.  I eat his hole.  I fuck his hole.  He cranes around to clean my cock. Once he does, I turn and let him give my ass another lick, too.  Then it’s another round of fucking.

His hole feels like he might be able to take two.  I grease up the egg headed dildo.  It goes in easily—but there is no way I can add my cock with it.  I fuck him with the toy and then my cock.  Pushing one in—then the other.  Over and over.

We take a break for water.

I pull out the rimseat.  He’s never been on one.  He loves the spread of his hole on my face.  He relaxes and let’s me eat him out.  I encourage him to ride my cock and come back.  This is slightly awkward for him, but he does.  I love how my dick reinvigorates all his ass juices.

“Can I eat your ass on this thing?”

We switch around.  Now he really understands the spread of the seat and how much deeper his tongue can snake into me.  He can’t get enough—but it’s getting very late now.  I know that if I don’t breed him soon, I won’t be getting off.

We go back to the sling.  I lick him briefly—and fuck him a lot.  I am close, but can’t get over the edge.  I pull out and eat his ass again, jerking furiously.  I stand up and fuck.  And I’m there.  I fire into him.  Not a huge load, not a ‘every nerve on end’ load, but just a nice ‘thanks for the fuck’ load.   

The moment I pull out and bring it to his mouth to clean, his hand snakes down and feels the wetness of his hole.  He cleans me up—and then he sucks his exploring finger.  I ask if he wants to get off.  He doesn’t.  He goes home, un-showered, reeking, in the best way, of my cum…