Jack Returns to the Playroom

 My Playroom—February, 2026

 

I don’t know if it was from sitting in a hospital room for two days or from my night at the sex club, but I caught the flu at the top of February. I was down with it for a good five days—and then another week of just feeling so tired (and hacking the massive amount of phlegm out of my lungs) I couldn’t even begin to think about play.

For the blog’s sake, I was glad I’d had such a busy January.   I didn’t test the waters of my recovery until February was almost half over.  I had gotten a text I did not want to pass up.  Jack, a sex pig near my age, was back in the area.  We’d had great sex when he was working here in 2022 and 2023.  He wanted to re-connect.  And so did I.  I told him about my recent round with flu.  I knew I wasn’t contagious at this point, but told him I might not have as much energy as usual.  He was eager to take the chance…

 

Jack is at the door.  He looks great.  He just a little shorter than me.  His hair is buzzed.  The job keeps him in good shape.  We hug the moment the door is closed and I lead the way down the basement stairs.  I leave him to strip down as I go up to my bedroom to do the same.

I go back down, now in my jock, boots and robe.  I hang the robe on the doorknob.  Jack is sitting, naked but for socks (with the cool floor) on the bed.  I stuff my lube in the waistband of my jock and go over to him.

He inhales deeply.  He loves the scent of my used jock.  He nuzzles into the pouch, making my cock swell.  His breath is hot on my hardening dick.  He pulls the fabric to one side and takes me into his mouth.  Deep and wet.  He moans and pulls off me.  “It’s been so long…”

He begins to give me excellent head.  He actually makes me pant as he swallows me to the root.  His tongue is all over me, but often in my piss slit as I begin juicing up. 

Now he lifts my balls and begins licking under them.  He gets me very wet before he suckles my testicles into his mouth.  Individually.  Giving them a thorough cleaning. 

Jack is back up to my dick.  He deep throats me with ease and pulls off me, grinning.  I can’t help but smile.  I tell him to get on the fuck bench, that is currently in the flat position.  I can’t wait to eat his ass.

The moment he’s on all fours, I go to my knees behind him and bury my face in his ass.  His cheeks have a light down but the crack is quite hairy.  I lick the entire length of it before I zero in on his hole.  I begin a hard tongue fucking and it gives way to me easily, flowering open.  He groans and hits his brand-new bottle of poppers.  I tongue fuck him for a long time.  Though my cock is telling me he wants to fuck, I ignore him and keep eating his hole.  Eventually, I stand up, greased with coconut oil, and slide into him.  I fuck him slowly.  His eyes find the mirror to the side.  He loves watching me pump my dick into his hot ass.

I step up the tempo.  My balls slap his ass as I bury myself in him deeper and deeper.  I pull out and bring my wet cock to his mouth.  He devours it, savoring the taste of his sweet ass jizz.  I go back and fuck—and bring him my wet cock once more.  He is just as hungry.  This time he not only cleans the shaft, but suckles on each damp ball.

We move to the sling.  His ass is gaping slightly.  I kneel and begin tonguing him again.  Fuck, I love eating a hole that has been fucked!  His juices, my precum, the coconut oil…I groan out my pleasure.

I stand up and fuck.  Hard and fast.  He watches the assault on his ass in the mirror above.  His cock is half erect.  He squeezes it.  I pull out and bring my wet dick to his mouth.  He cranes around and tastes himself all over my cock.  It’s his turn to moan.

I eat his hole. 

I fuck it. 

I eat his hole and fuck it again.  This time when I pull out, I have to go and sit on the bed.  I don’t have my usual sex energy after all.  Jack swings out of the sling.  He sits next to me and gives me a hug.  “Why don’t you lie down in the sling.  I want to eat your ass.”

I get into it.  He kneels and begins tonguing around my tight hole.  Soon he is tongue fucking me.  I take a hit of poppers and just let myself float away.  This is just what I needed and Jack is loving what he’s doing.  I even adjust the stirrups so they are behind my head, tilting my ass up and giving his tongue a better angle.  Another hit of poppers and I am babbling about how good he is making me feel.

We switch and I do a short fuck of Jack’s wet ass.  But he wants more of me.  He orders me to lie down on the bed.  He sucks my cock briefly, then rolls me over and devours my hole from a new vantage point.  He can’t get as deep this way, but we both love the feel of what he’s doing.  Mid lick, he hands me his poppers and I take a hit.  I get lost in the fumes and the incredible sensations he is giving the nerve endings around my hole.

He comes up for a breather.  “Could we switch to the rim seat?”  I get up and pull it out.  We both want to go under it first.  I let him win.  He lies on the mat and I sit on the seat.  Now his tongue can go as deep as he wants.  I am achingly hard. 

I get up and fuck him, his legs on my shoulders, as he lies there.  Then I sit back down on his face.  He groans as he begins doing to me with his tongue what I just did to him with my dick.

We reverse.  Having his wet hole plastered to my face is incredible.  He grinds down on me—and I have to stop touching my cock or I will shoot right there.  I get his hole even wetter—and tell him to get in the sling.  He’s in it and ready before I can fully stand up.

A quick lick.  He poppers up as I tongue him.  The moment I hear the cap go on the bottle, I stand up and plow into him.

“Breed me!” he moans.

I am so close.  It’s a wave that can’t quite break.  I eat his hole again.  I slide in and begin fucking once more. 

“Fuck!”

“Give it to me…”

And I’m there.  I shoot for the first time in two weeks.  I flood his guts.  I marinate in his ass for a long time.  I pull out and kneel.  A trickle of cum is about to drip onto the towel below.  My tongue catches it—and digs into him for more…

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It was great to re-connect with Jack.  And I’m so glad I wrote this today, as he’s coming back in two days…