Fornication Weekend Friday: A Dungeon Orgy

 Timberfell Lodge—July, 2025

 

I had a work gig that kept me from the first two days of Fornication Weekend.  I presented my work on Thursday night and, immediately after I finished up, I jumped into my fully packed car.  I drove two and half hours into Ohio.  I was up early on Friday and on the road.  It was refreshing to drive before the heat of the day hit. 

Ohio.  Kentucky.  Finally, Tennessee.  Eight hours of traffic noise and sun.

I checked into my hotel.  I’d made great time.  I could just make the amateur porn shoot at Timberfell, but I chose sleep instead.  And a good thing I did.  I didn’t wake up until the dinner hour.

I ate and drove out to the campground.  I renewed my membership and got a day pass.  I found Ric, the event organizer (who I spent so much time with last year.)  We hugged and chatted and checked me in.  Gone was the wrist band; we had dog tags this year.  I looked at the printed schedule.  I had missed a couple of seminars, a videoed gangbang of a hot looking man, and the opening address, besides the amateur porn shoot.  But I’m there.

Ray Dalton arrived and greeted me with a bear hug.

In the course of our chat, he told me that the campsite dungeon/playroom was very active last night, unlike last year when you usually found no one.  I made a mental note for later.

I went out to the pool with my book.  On the way to my chair, I passed David-SF, the porn guy/author/lecturer I had such a great connection with last summer.  

He was in a deep discussion with another man.  We nodded to each other.  Three steps later, he was back, his arms thrown around me, once he figured out why I looked familiar.   

I sat and read until the sun went down, enjoying the naked men in the pool.  I tossed the book in the car, grabbed my lube and went up to the dungeon…

 

I hear the creak of the sling chains before I see anyone.  I pass an empty sling and a fuckbench.  Around a slight bend, there is a couch, lockers and another sling before you get to a couple of glory hole partitions.   The sling is occupied.  I can’t see him, just the back of the man playing with him.  I step out of my walking shorts and pull off my shirt, stowing them in a locker.  This leaves me in my yellow jock and boots.  The guy I met last year who is orally fixated is standing off in the corner.  I lean on a bench that is built into the back wall.  Oral Guy comes over.

“Get me good and hard,” I tell him.

He goes to his haunches, not wanting to kneel on the grimy floor.  His mouth is great.  His love of cock shines through with every movement of his tongue; every time he pulls off me just to look at the hardness (and size) of my dick.  He licks.  He sucks.  He takes me deep into his throat.

I watch the sling.  The young man who is playing with the guy in it, is a young man I had seen in a chastity cage at the pool.  It is obviously off, for he finally stops playing with the man’s cock and enters his ass.  I love the groans I hear from the unseen recipient.

I thank my sucker.  He’s done the trick.  My cock feels like a battering ram.  I move to the sling.  The ponytailed fucker is driving his cock into the guy, while another man, who I hadn’t really noticed, is sticking his cock into the fuckee’s mouth.  But it’s the man in the sling I can’t take my eyes off of.  He is somewhere around 35, white and hairy.  He wears a leather harness and a leather jock that frames his ass.  He has unsnapped the codpiece, leaving his generous dick on display.

The guy in his mouth sees me come over.  “Take a turn,” he tells me stepping back.  I push into the guy’s mouth.  He’s great, even though he is being fucked hard by the guy with the ponytail. 

“You need to be in his hole,” Ponytail tells me.  He pulls out.  I bring my wet dick around to the guy’s ass.  I hunker down and licked the fucked hole.  Damn.  His ass lips are huge.  He’s been having a lot of cock this weekend.  I suck them into my mouth.  He groans.  I lick him out.

“Fuck him,” groans Ponytail.

I stand up and enter him for the first time.  His ass just pulls me in.  He’s super wet and warm on this hot, humid night.  I fuck him.  Slow.  Now fast.  And hard.  He takes everything I dish out and more.

Other men are arriving.  Another trio of guys are watching me fuck.  Soon they are sucking cock.  The strikingly handsome one of this group, is soon bent over and fucked by the guys he arrived with.  I let another man up the leather guy in the sling.  I move so LG can clean my dick.  He loves the taste of his ass on his hole.  I knew he would.  He gets me very wet for round two…

*

I have fucked the leather guy once more, been cleaned and now a third guy is up him.  I hear sounds from the sling by the entrance.  I investigate.  It’s the really handsome guy.  A top around my age is fucking him.  I watch.  Then it’s my turn.  I take it, reveling in how different his ass feels.  I let the first guy back up him.  This time he shoots, breeding the handsome man.  He pulls out.  I clean up his cock and feast on the cum inside.

“Now I’m gonna fuck that load deeper.”

I do just what I say.  When I pull out, some of the churned cum clings to my cock.  I take it back to the leather guy.  I tell him I want to fuck him with my cummy cock as I wait my turn up him.  His eyes light up. In moments, the current top gives way and I slide in…

*

There are now 15 to 20 guys here.  All players.  A large guy asks me to open his hole for the night.  He gets on the fuck bench.  I eat him out.  His moans add to the carnal soundtrack of our sex.  I stand up and fuck him.  Slow and deliberate.  He groans—but soon those stop as a guy fills his mouth with cock.  When I pull out of his ass, another man goes in and a third pulls me into a dark corner to lick the man’s ass juices off my glistening penis…

*

I take a break on the couch.  I am suddenly joined by the leather guy, who introduces himself as Ethan.  He’s from the west coast.  We chat.  And then we are suddenly kissing.  Now he’s sucking me.  “I want this in me again.”

We find the fuck bench is open.  He gets on it.  I spend a long time rimming him, really working those swollen ass lips.  I stand up and slide in.  He’s taken a load since I was last in him.  His ass is creamy and wonderful hot.  I share him with another daddy who is stroking to our fuck.  He fucks him hard and fast.  He takes his frothy dick to Ethan’s mouth as I clean his hole of escaping cum.  Then fuck him once more.

The fuck bench is wood—with no padding.  You can’t stay there long.  We move Ethan to the arm of the sofa as both slings are in use.  I fuck him first.  Then the other guy my age.  Now Ponytail takes a turn on Ethan.  I kneel and prod my tongue into Ponytail’s full, smooth ass on the backstroke.

“Fuck it,” he groans.

I stand up and slide into him.  He fucks into Ethan and back on me.  He moans, making the most delicious sounds.  He stops, just shy of exploding.  He doesn’t want to shoot.  I take over, sliding into Ethan.  Well, if Ponytail hasn’t shot, he’s the heaviest precummer I have ever encountered.  I fuck in his added juices and then bring them to Ethan’s mouth.  He sucks me, wanting every last drop.

“May I?”

A young man, short, Latino, with dark hair everywhere, except for his shaved head, is stroking his uncut cock as he looks at Ethan’s ruined hole.  I nod and he begins to fuck.  I have already seen him load a man not 15 minutes ago.  But he is super hard as he fucks into Ethan.  I pull out of Ethan’s mouth and get closer to the Latino.  He grins as I kneel, watching his dick plow into those heavy ass lips.

“I know what you want, pig…”  He pulls out and gives me his cock to clean.  Three wet licks and he’s back into Ethan.  He fucks him hard.  Again, he pulls out.  This time I don’t just clean him—he fucks my throat.  Now, back into Ethan.

“You want another load, pig?”

Ethan grunts his answer.  The Latino begins to shoot.  You can see his body shake with each spurt into that hot ass.  At least four before he just marinates in the wet hole.  He pulls out.  “Clean me up, daddy.  Then fuck in my jizz….”

I follow directions.  I lick him clean, as the young man writhes.  I lick up the stray cum escaping from Ethan.  I stand up and impale him with my dick.

“You’ve got to breed me.  Please.”

It’s been two hours of hot play.  I am so ready to drop my load—and I want this man to take my seed.  I fuck.  And fuck.  Ethan begins squeezing down on my cock.  Fuck.  It feels fabulous.  And suddenly I’m there.  I give him my cum as deep as I can get my cock.  Still spurting, I clutch his back for support.

I calm down.  I pull out.  He slips down to the seat of the sofa, letting me sit on the arm of it.  He comes around and licks me clean.  We sit on the couch.  I think to talk.  But instead, we snowball my cum back and forth…