Grand Rapids—August, 2025
The house party to the
north of me has become a once-a-month event, which I love. It is so different from my other sexual escapades. Once again, I took the fuck bench, as it was
used far more than the rimseat. I set it
up alongside the big bed, which was covered with a faux leather play sheet. The sling was up in the adjoining room.
I went downstairs to
strip. Men began arriving. Tonight,
we didn’t wait for others. As soon as
men were naked or stripped to jocks, they headed upstairs. I was the third one to make the climb…
I find Sawyer (formerly
known as Fist Guy) on the bench. The older
otter, who is the best friend of the host, is fucking him with his long, hairy
cock. I begin to stroke myself hard as I
watch. The bench is set in a corner
where there is a slanting eave, making the mouth of the man on it impossible to
use. But I know what will get my cock
raging. I kneel next to the hairy otter. He knows just what I want. He pulls out of Sawyer’s juicy ass and gives
me his dick to suck. I swallow Sawyer’s
ass jizz and am rock hard. The otter keeps
fucking Sawyer as I stand up.
He pulls out. I push in.
Sawyer is a great self-luber. My
cock is being squeezed in his hot, wet ass.
I notice the Older Otter is on his knees now, waiting for me to do for
him what he did for me. I pull out and
let him suck my cock. The moment he
finishes, I plunge back into Sawyer.
Several dozen fuck
strokes later, I pull out and let Older Otter back inside the hot bottom. I kneel and begin tongue fucking the otter on
his backstrokes.
“Fuck me,” he pants as he
fucks Sawyer.
I stand up and lube up. Older Otter holds deep inside the wet ass he’s
fucking, bent slightly over Sawyer to make it easy for me to enter him. He’s tight—but I manage. Now he straightens up and resumes fucking
Sawyer and fucking himself onto my cock.
He groans. Sawyer groans as I
tell him what’s happening. I moan as
Older Otter pushes back on me harder than before.
A new man arrives. He is white, somewhere between 55 and 65,
built like a bear but is not particularly hairy. His seven incher is hard and ready to
go. And he wants a turn up Sawyer. We let him go for it. He gives him a hard, aggressive fuck. When he pulls out, the new guy kneels on the
bed saying “I’m vers. Fuck me.” He is
looking right at me. Of course, I do…
*
More new arrivals. The young, blond, versatile man known as Black
Glasses arrives with two men I don’t know.
Both are white and my age. The first
is incredibly hairy and is wearing a gorgeous silver cock ring and a matching
ring just behind the corona on his cock.
The other is also very furry and proves to be mostly top. Black Glasses sucks me for a bit, before crawling
up on the bed and presenting me with his ass to eat and fuck.
I see, as I enter Black
Glasses, that men are having sex on all four corners of the bed. His small ass makes room for my big
dick. He is always a great fuck. I plow him hard. He spins to clean my cock the moment I pull
out.
The young Latin who, two
parties ago was all top and all bottom at the second group, arrives. He surveys us all—and leaves after ten
minutes, not playing at all.
The last two to come
upstairs are a very tall man who sports a dick that is my size. We nod to each other, but never get to do
more. The man arriving with him, is the
Black Cub, who is a regular. I am sucked
by the guy with the silver cock rings.
He’s great. Black Glasses joins
us, first as another cock for him to suck—then offering his ass to the guy. There is no room on the bed, so Black Glasses
holds my shoulders as Silver Rings fucks his ass. When
he’s done, both go to our knees and share Silver Rings wet cock back and forth
in our hungry mouths…
*
Every man but the other
big dicked guy has sucked my dick at some point. Now Silver Rings wants to get fucked. We go to the sling. I get him in and he zones out (in a good way)
as I begin to eat his hairy ass. I love
how the hair goes for curly to so wet it is plastered to his pale skin. He groans and does poppers. His hole is slowly flowering open. I stand up.
He tells me he’s tight. And he
is. I inch in slowly. But he feels great. And he is working hard to let me in. I bottom out and just stand still.
“Take a hit.”
He does. His ass relaxes. I begin a slow in and out. Just a few inches of a slow fuck. He moans his approval. I work a few more inches in and out—just as
slowly. Now he’s groaning. He tells me to fuck him hard. I do. I
pick up speed and depth. Over and
over. I want to taste his hole again. I pull out.
There is a massive explosion
of water out of his hole, water that was trapped deep inside him from his clean
out. It covers the tarp under the
sling. I clean it up and his ass, before
I let him get out. He goes off to the
shower. And I clean up at the kitchen
sink…
*
I get my mojo back by
fucking the host on the bed. He is on
all fours. There are three of us taking
turns on his ass. The other men are
taking turns in his mouth as we fuck. (I
can never stress enough—if you go to a sex party, make sure you give the host
what he needs!) It’s a hot moment—and the
only time the group of men are all focused on one thing. It doesn’t last long, but the host is euphoric…
*
I give Black Cub an ass
licking in the sling. He loves to get on
my rim seat, but I worry he will feel more exposed this way, but he doesn’t seem
to care. He, too, has a very furry ass. I tongue him deep and don’t stop until he
begs me to…
*
We stop to eat the cheese
and crackers and fruit the host has provided.
It gives most of us a second wind.
I want to breed Black
Glasses—and he wants me to. I get him in
the sling. I kneel and taste his
ass. He’s been so busy tonight. I don’t think he has loads, but the constant
use has changed the texture of his pucker.
I lick and suck his hole, stroking my dick. My hand is knocked away. The host has crawled under the sling and is
now sucking my cock as I rim BG. I
reluctantly stand up and enter his wet hole.
He gasps. The host stands up,
too, and strokes BG’s balls. BG himself
is pumping his dick. I am close. But Black Glasses shoots before I do. He covers himself and the host begins licking
him clean. I ask if he can take me
still. He thinks so—but almost
instantly, it’s just too much. He thanks
me for a great fuck as I help him out of the sling. He and the host go down the stairs.
Fortunately, Sawyer is
right there. “You can always breed me,”
he says as he hops in the sling. I nod
and kneel. His ass has had even more cock
in it tonight than Black Glasses. I rim
his very puffy and pronounced ass lips.
I suck them into my mouth. I can’t
believe how much this excites my dick. Now
I get a drip of some man’s semen. My
tongue digs deeper. Sawyer is moaning. Soon he is begging for my cock. Music to my ears.
I stand up and slide in. I begin to fuck. Slow and steady. I build.
My cock suddenly spews out a load of cum after more than two hours of
excitement. It feels good but it’s not a
full, all nerves tingling, orgasm. But I
know how to get there.
I kneel again and begin
eating my cum out of him. Those puffy
lips, now iced with my semen are incredible.
Sawyer feels it all. His moans
are nonstop. I beat my cock, still hard
as a rock. I wait until I am sure—and I
stand up, slide in and explode.
Now the room spins and I
hold onto the chains to keep my balance.
I collapse on his heaving chest as his arms wrap around me…
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