IML 2025 Fornication Party: Fucking Wet Holes

 Chicago—May, 2025

I had a lazy Monday morning at Seth’s after the three-way the night before.  I packed up the sling and rimseat and got them in the car.  I drove back to the northside for a big brunch.  Afterward, I napped a little in my car.  I had found free parking once again, within easy walking distance of the Fornication Party.

I arrived at the hidden entrance, just before the start time at 5pm.  The venue is a straight BDSM club—that also rents out the space for private parties such as Fornication or the Chicago fisting group.  My fuckbud, Keshawn, was already in line.  His birthday had been just a few weeks ago.  We had agreed that I would be giving him his birthday fucks here tonight.  We hugged.

The doors opened.   I was about the 10^th man in.  My Frequent Fornicator card was punched—and it is now full.  The next party in Chicago will be free.  I stripped to boots, yellow jock, wrist band and a leather vest my brother gave me when I helped him move.  (It is a leather weekend, after all.)  I stowed my bag with the good looking, and nearly naked, coat check guy.

I heard my name called.  It’s Ray Dalton.  I was surprised to see him as I knew the Chicago Fornication Party was franchised out for someone else to run.  But here he was.  He gave me a bear hug and we chatted.  He also introduced me to Luke Morrison, who performed at the first Chicago party, and now is in charge of the event here.

The porn guys gathered for pictures.  I watched for a moment, but the call to get into the play space—hidden behind a plastic curtain hung from the rafters—was too strong.   I went in…

 

There are slings everywhere.  Fuck tables.  Fuck benches.  All arranged into three big spaces with more hanging plastic.  I head to the back corner where there is a sling, some regular benches and a fuck table.  And Keshawn. 

There are also men having sex.  I am not usual ice breaker today.  I nod to Keshawn.  He grins.

“Let’s use the sling.”

He jumps in.  I go to my knees and eat his hot ebony ass for a long time.  He moans and the poppers open.  He huffs them as my tongue fucks his hole.  He has had a lot of action over this weekend—his ass lips are puffy before we begin.  I lick them and they grow bigger yet.

I stand up and slide in.  The sling is low for me, but I don’t care.  I’m in a hot butt.  Men ring the sling to watch us.  I fuck him, slow and deep. 

“Give him that big cock…” says a voice behind me.

I speed up, slamming my hips against his upturned ass.  I slow down.  I pull out and slap my wet cock on his colorful jock.  I go to my knees and I eat his hole once more.  When I’ve had my fill, I help him out of the sling.  Keshawn hugs me and he moves through the crowd out of our corner.  I stay by the sling.  A man around my age asks if he can suck my cock.  He knows exactly where it’s been.  He goes to his knees and cleans off Keshawn’s ass jizz.  Others wait their turn.  The moment the first guy stands up, another older man takes his place.  His mouth is just as good.  In all, I go through five men—all good cocksuckers and all around my age—each giving me an oral thank you for the fuck I just threw Keshawn.

There is a man in his 30’s, white and slim, on the fuck table back here.  He lies on his back, holding his legs so his thighs are pressed against his chest.  A Black man in his 40’s is eating his hole.  Soon he stands up and slides his cock into the bottom.  I watch and wait, stroking myself a little.  The guy gives him a hard fucking.  He pulls out.

“Your turn,” he grins, as he clambers up on the big table, in order for the young man to lick his dick clean.  I move around and kneel.  This young man is very wet.  I bury my tongue in him.  I love that he moans around the thick cock in his mouth as I do it.  I stay down there a long time, making him even wetter.  Finally, I stand up and sink into him.  The Black top watches me fuck.  He slaps his dick on the young man’s cheek as I plow into the younger man.

When I pull out, I move to have him clean my cock.  Black Top is ready for round two in the now wetter ass.  He fucks him and the hot young man cleans me. 

“Fuck him again…” says Black Top as he pulls out.  We happily rotate once more…

*

There is another young man, sitting on a bench in this back corner, who looks familiar.  He is making out with a Latin guy.  I am drinking water and letting my breath return to normal after my round robin of fucking at the table.  The dark-haired guy, once he’s alone, turns to me.

“So how have you been?”

He reminds me he is a guy I met and fucked at my very first Fornication Weekend down in Georgia.  We chat about that for a moment.  Then he has me sit where he was sitting.  He sucks my cock, leaving thick trails of spit behind.  Then he proceeds to sit on me. 

He gasps.  “You didn’t get any smaller!”

But he takes me.  To the root.  I let him be in charge.  He bounces on my cock.  He keeps it up until his legs can’t take it anymore.  I stand up and he gives me another round of head before he disappears.  I never see him again during the next three hours…

I move out of the corner.  I find a hot man, white but very tan, waiting in a sling that is hung higher.  I eat his hole and fuck him.

I fuck a Latin guy bent over a fuck bench.

In yet another sling, I fuck a very overweight white guy, who hasn’t got much action.  His hole devours my dick…

*

Keshawn finds me.  He leads me to a table where he can just bend.  I kneel and lick his wet hole.  He’s been busy.  I stand up and fuck him.  The moment I pull out, another guy wants to go in.  I leave them to it…

I go back to the thin young man on the table.  He is still there—and getting fucked.  He happy to see me back.  The man pulls out and goes to stand near the sling.  I kneel and eat the freshly fucked ass of the young man.  He is wet—but still with his own juices and random saliva and precum.  I stand up and fuck him hard.  He moans.  “You will have to breed me later…”

I smile.  No promises there.

I pull out.  “Will you do something for me?”

He nods.  Excited.

“Sit on my face.”

He sits up, all smiles.  The table is long enough for tall, old me to lie down on it.  The young man stands, straddling my chest.  I tell him to ride my tongue for awhile and then ride my dick, before he sits back on my face.  He nods.  And sits.  Fuck—his hole is right on my mouth.  I tongue fuck him, deep and hard.  He groans.  Another mouth is on my cock.  I have no clue who it is and don’t care.  I keep licking up all the ass juices this young man is making.

The mouth leaves my cock.  The young man rises, turns and sits on my dick.  I am pleased to see we have an audience of men beating their cocks.  He rides me expertly for a few minutes, before standing back up and sitting on my face.  His ass is wet and sloppy.  My tongue darts into him.  I feel a new mouth of my cock, slurping up the juices there.  The kid grinds down on me, cutting off my air supply…

*

I am sitting, drinking from my water bottle when Keshawn finds me again.  We go to the sling that is more comfortable for my long legs.  I fuck him hard and fast.

We go off in separate ways.

I see a tall top, fucking a hot man bent over the back of a couch.  The top is young and white, with a long thin cock.  We have been in a number of the same asses tonight.  I go over to see who he’s in now.  The bottom is thin and hot; his arms are covered in tats.  I patiently wait my turn to go next.  The tall top is fucking him hard.  He slaps the guy’s ass and pulls out.  I move in.  The guy makes to stand up and my hand on his back, makes him stay right in place.

I go to my knees and eat his well fucked ass.  Fuck, this guy is wetter than the young man on the table.  I lick and spit and make him wetter yet.  I rear up and slide in.  The guy begins to pant. His arm goes out to his side, using the sofa for more balance.  There is a lit bicep band on it.  I look more closely and realize I am fucking Matt Coven.  And I thought he’d be topping all evening...

He pushes back on me, eager to take every last inch.  It’s my turn to groan.  But it makes me fuck him harder…which is just what Matt wants…

(Lots more to cum…in part two)