Keith and His Talented Tongue (and Ass!)

 Saugatuck—March, 2025

When I came home from Ross’ house, I left the sling, bagged and ready, in the living room.  At the end of the week, I had been invited to go to Keith’s house on the west coast of Michigan.  It was only fair that I make the trip as he had come to me for our last play session.

I drove over on Friday.  I had added the rimseat as well the sling, since we both love to eat ass.  I found his large home easily.  The last time I had been there was when Tall Top and Tim had joined us.  (I will link that meet at the end.)  I had tried to get them for today, but they were on an extended vacation out of state.

I set up the equipment quickly.  The rimseat was placed near a king-sized bed in another room.  The sling was in the main room where Keith had also set up two benches we could press into service for fucking. 

We strip down, me to jock and socks and Keith to fully naked.  He suggests the massive bed…

 

“Just lie back.  You had that long drive…”

I lie down and spread my legs.  One of the handsomest men I know crawls between them.  My jock pouch plumps just looking at him. He inhales deeply.  He sighs at the heady aromas of my sweat and sex.  He licks it tentatively.  It turns him on.  He repeats it again and again before finally pulling back the fabric and letting my erection stand up.  He kisses the drooling head, but then ignores my cock.  He licks my balls.  It’s my turn to sigh.  His thick tongue covers every inch of the hairy sack.  He sucks them individually into his mouth, tugging at them with the lightest suction. 

Keith moves to the fold where my leg meets my groin.  He licks and licks.  It gets wet—and then he licks all that up with his tongue.  He does it to the other side, too.  It feels terrific and it is exquisite agony that he is ignoring my demanding dick.  He moves up and finally licks the length of my cock, mopping up a new drop of precum.  He doesn’t linger on my shaft, he moves to my perineum, lifting my balls and digging his tongue above and below my cock ring.  He bathes the entire area.  He goes down my taint, but deliberately does not lick my tight pucker.  He teases it with the merest flick of his talented tongue before working back up to my balls.

Finally, he goes up my shaft once again, ovals his mouth and takes me to the root.  He pulls off me, panting, before doing it again. I glance over at a clock on the nightstand.  He has been worshiping me with his mouth for a good half hour.  And it has been utter bliss.  He goes down on me once more.  I fuck up into his mouth, making him take every inch.

“I need to eat your hot ass.”

He moves to the end of the bed, kneeling and expectant.  I kneel on the rimseat mat and it’s the perfect height to dig my tongue into him.  He moans and I try to give him every bit as much pleasure as he just gave to me.  I lick and spit and drill it into him.  I lick up and down his hairy crack.  My tongue flicks the backside of his balls.  I even pull his hard cock down and get a dollop of precum on my tongue.  I fuck it into his now slightly gaping hole.

I stand up.  My cock is rampant.  I can’t wait to slide it into Keith.  But on his knees, he is too tall.  He moves so he is standing and his chest is pressed to the mattress.  I push in.  I watch my entire length disappear. 

Keith groans.  “Fuck me, Sir!”

I hold a moment.  I feel his ass give.  I begin to fuck.  Slow and steady.  Long strokes.  I love watching my cock go in and out of him.  I build the pace.  My cock is pummeling him now.  Hard.  I slow and pull out.

“Taste your ass…”

He spins and cleans my cock.

I lie down on the bed again.  “Ride me.”

“Which way?”

“I want to see your face.”

He kneels, legs on either side of me.  He lowers himself onto my cock.  I love watching his face go from concentration to surprise to pure pleasure.  He bounces, being careful to never go too high to disconnect.

We reverse.  He slams himself down on me again and again.

He rolls off me and I fuck him on his side, arms around his chest and pressing his back to me.

“Sling time.”

We get up.  We both have some water and Keith gets in the sling.  I rim him again.  Briefly.  To get my cock as hard as possible again.  I sink into him.  Keith is staring at the mirror.  He loves watching his ass be split in two with my dick.  I pull out and have him lick me once more.  I now fasten the stirrups behind his head, sliding them down to his knees.  This tilts his ass up and off the sling.  I feast on the now spread wide hole.

And fuck it.  Hard and fast.  His ass is getting very wet and begins to make squishy sounds from all the natural lube.  He cleans me once more.

“Let’s try your benches.  One is the curved bench we had used during the orgy.  Keith leans on it and presents his beautiful ass in my direction.  I do a quick lick and a hard fuck. 

The other is two stools with a board between them, covered by a blanket.  Keith steps across the board, jutting his ass out.  His chest rests on the board.  I eat and fuck.  Fuck and eat.  Relishing the freshly fucked hole.

“You need to eat my ass now,” I tell him.

We decide on the sling.  I get in and close my eyes.  He spends almost as long pleasuring my pucker as he did while licking me on the bed.  He can’t get enough.  I do one hit of poppers, but no more.  I want to feel his tongue’s every move.  He licks and spit and does everything to me with his mouth that I have done to him.

I finally stop him, as I want his butt again.  We move to the rimseat.

We have a moment where we both move to raise the seat, to get under it.  I prevail.  I tell him the usual—in his own time after I get him good and wet, to ride my cock for a bit and sit back on the seat. 

He nods and I lie down.  He sits, spreading his cheeks open for me with the seat.  I dig in.  His ass lube is sweet and wonderful.  I lick and tongue fuck him.  Without any warning he gets up and sits on my cock.  He rides.  Hard.  “Fuck, I could shoot right now…” he moans.  But he doesn’t.  He brings his freshly fucked hole back to my face.  I lick up all the juices…and it makes me want to cum.

“Lean on the bed,” I tell him, slightly muffled with his ass so close to my face.

He gets up and complies.

I don’t even eat him again.  I push my cock into his battered hole.  Over and over.

“Use me!”

“Fuck, yes!” I grunt.

“Cum in my hole!” 

I pick up the pace.

“Please…Sir.”

That ‘Sir’ does it for me.  I unleash my pent-up load.  I hadn’t shot with Ross, so it’s a week’s worth of jizz that I fire into him.  I marinate a long time as he strokes himself.

“I could have cum three times on the seat or your cock, but I can’t quite now.”

I rock into him gently.  He strokes.  But then decides to save that pleasure for later.  I pull out and taste my load.  I let him keep what I blew in him deep.  I just lick up the escaping jizz.  I bring it to his mouth and we kiss…

*

These two never get old…

 

Keith Hosts with His Hole  Part One

Keith Hosts with His Tongue  Part Two