Finding Blake's Second Hole

 My Playroom—March, 2026

I had one last meet in my busy March.  Two days after my cocksucking extravaganza detailed in the last post, I had a bud come to the playroom.  Blake, the very tall man around my age (and with a terrific beard) needed me to work his ass.  I was happy to oblige…

 

I come down the stairs to the playroom, where I’ve sent Blake to strip.  I open the door to find him sitting on the bed, watching the porn on the flat screen.  I hang my robe on the doorknob.  I cross to him, my used yellow jock now inches from his face.  He leans in, his nose rubbing the fabric.  Soon, it’s pulled aside and I hardening up his mouth.  His tongue is all over me—and it feels terrific.  Once I’m fully, achingly hard, I fuck his face for a moment.  But I am really eager to eat his ass.  I tell him to get up on the flattened fuck bench.

He does, looking hot on all fours.  I kneel and lick down his ass crack.  I zero in on his hole and begin to work it open.  I hear Blake groan.  I tongue fuck him.  Harder.  And deeper.  I stand up, lubed with coconut oil.  I push in.  And miss.  He has a tricky hole; there is another indentation I keep aiming at…but I finally get in and sink my entire cock length into him.

I begin to fuck.  His hole opens rapidly, as do so many men who take fist.  I can now pump into him harder and faster.  I grab the Ballistic Butt Bomb.  Still in his ass, I lower the toy into the lube bowl on the floor.  I bring it up and coat the end with my left hand.  I pull out and push the metal toy into him with a circular motion.  It goes in slowly, looking hot as fuck.  My hard cock follows.  I love the stainless steel under me and the solid ball my dick head is plunging against.  Blake’s eyes are on the mirror to the side, watching his ass be violated.

I pull out.  Then the toy.  I re-lube and twirl the BBB into place again.  My cock follows.  I fuck him again, this time with my hard cock battering the stainless-steel deeper into his butt.  When it’s as deep as I’m comfortable pushing it, I pull out and set the toy under the sling.  I’m sure I’ll be using it later.

Blake gets in the sling, his long legs on the chains, not the stirrups.  I kneel and eat his hole once more.  I fuck him again, before going to the shelf and grab a version of balls on a string.  Instead of balls, this toy has ‘the balls’ shaped like a spade, so it is a series of mini-butt plugs connected together.  I grease it up and insert, working each plug in and moving to the next.  He takes two, this first time.  I pull them out, watching his hole flower open to release each spade.  I re-insert.  He takes a third one this time.  I pull them out.  I watch the concentration on his face as each mini-butt plug opens his hole on it’s exit.  He sighs in satisfaction as the last one escapes. 

I fuck him.  With my dick.

Now I fuck him with the clear dildo with the handle.  The gentle curve of the toy is just a little thicker than I am.  I replace the toy with me.  Now the toy.  Back and forth.

Soon, the eggheaded dildo is lubed and inside him.  I pull it down and add my cock.  Well, just the head for a moment.  Then he relaxes and takes the rest of me along with the toy.

It’s time for the main event.  I kneel and grease up my left hand.  Then the right.  The fingers of the left slip into him easily now.  I rotate the hand with my thumb pressed to the palm and I’m suddenly inside him.  I move my hand the tiniest bit.  Blake pants, nodding at how good it feels.  I pull it out, re-grease and do it again.

Now the right.  He takes my bigger hand just as easily.  I go back and forth between them.  I try adding my cock with my left hand inside him.  I can just fit the head of it on my palm.  I don’t try for more.

I give my hands a break and use the Seahorse on him.  Blake takes it easily.  He especially loves it with the curve going down.  The small head of the toy has invaded his second hole.  I can see it in his eyes.

After the toy is out, I follow up with my left hand.  I keep it flat and open, inching deeper and deeper into him.  Now my middle finger is touching the same bend.  It makes him shudder—and he tells me to keep it up.  The slightest movement makes him squirm and moan.  I am standing to do this, to get the right angle.  My head rests on his abdomen as I worm my way deeper into his guts…

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After a mini break I go through all the same toys with him once again.  Spades, clear, egghead, Seahorse…

Now it is back to my hands.  Once again, I am inching into his second hole, teasing the opening with now two fingers.  His body shakes, the feelings are so intense.  I pull out and then work into him once again, with my head on his abdomen, almost like I am listening to my hand’s progression through his tract.  Success.  I tease the opening as Blake takes deep breaths.

His hole is tiring.  We take a longer break.

“It’s done with hand, but not your dick,” he murmurs.

“I know just what you need to soothe your insides,” I smirk.

I grease up with coconut oil and begin to fuck Blake in earnest.  In no time at all I am soothing his guts with my cum…