Ross Visits the New Playroom

 My Playroom—March, 2026

Ross, the fist bud I don’t see often enough, reached out with news that he had some free time.  Before I moved, he always came to the old playroom, set up in an upstairs bedroom.  Once he had a house of his own and very little time to meet, I had been taking the sling with me when I went north to visit him.  As we texted, he mentioned he wouldn’t mind seeing my playspace and get out of town for a few hours.  Of course, I encouraged him to come south.

He arrived, looking much more rested than his hectic schedule should allow.  I left him downstairs to undress and returned to my bedroom to strip.  I didn’t bother to tie my robe as I headed down again in jock and boots…

 

Ross is sitting totally naked on the bed as I hang my robe on the doorknob.  I move in front of him and he pulls me closer, so his nose is on the fragrant pouch of my jock.  He inhales.  Deeply.  He sighs and begins licking the fabric.  Eventually, he pulls the pouch to the side.  My cock, swelling and with an angry red head, emerges, slapping him on the chin.  He takes me into his mouth.  His oral work gets my dick drooling.

“Get up on the bench.”   

Ross scrambles to get to place on the flattened bench.  He is still as lithe and thin as when we first met.  His ass juts out, waiting eagerly for my tongue.  I go to my knees and begin tongue fucking him.  I go deep instantly.  It takes so little to open his talented hole.  I jab into him again and again as I slather my rock-hard cock with coconut oil.

I stand up.  I work my cock into him in a steady glide.  He moans.   I bottom out.  I pause—and begin the first fuck.  His eyes have found the mirror to the side.  He watches me pummel his ass.

He has loosened up quickly.  I add two slick fingers alongside my dick.  I love the feeling of my cock moving along them as Ross sighs.  I pull them out, and keeping my cock in place, grab the Ballistic Butt Bomb off the shelf.  I dip it into the coconut oil.  I pull out and insert the stainless-steel toy.  Ross gasps—in a good way.  He loves the smoothness.  And it’s still slightly cool.  When it is inside him a few inches, I add my cock, with the chilly shaft of the toy under my cock and balls.  This has become a favorite DP item.  Ross loves it—and his hot ass is warming the stainless-steel in record time.  I fuck, letting the head of my dick slam into the toy again and again.

I pull out, leaving the toy in place.  I present my cock for him to clean.  Ross loves to taste his hole on me.  He cleans me thoroughly and asks for another fuck.  I slide in along the metal shaft and fuck him hard.

Another cleaning—and we move to the sling.  It’s my turn to devour his hole again.  I tongue him deep.  It feels so different now after the first assault on it.  I soothe his ass lips before I fuck him once again.

I pull out and grab the Ass Grommet.  I lube the inside of it and slip it onto my rampant cock.  My already sizeable piece of meat is now twice as thick.  I add lube and work it into his hole.  Ross takes it easily.  I fuck him, slowly and deliberately.  The toy stays locked in place inside him and my cock fucks through the opening of it.  He groans.  I use this toy so rarely, it is a pleasure to have a man in the sling who can take it.

When I’ve worked the Ass Grommet out of his ass, and his hole open, I begin true fisting.  My left works into him easily.  Soon it’s the right wrist getting his ass to snap down on it.  I go back and forth.  First the left.  Then the right.  Now the left and I add my dick.  It slides down my wrist and through my fingers.  Ross groans, his eyes on the mirror above him.

I pull out and my right hand slips in.  My cock slides down this wrist and through the fingers of this hand.  It’s not quite as comfortable, but really hot to watch and feel.  Ross squeezes down, making me pant.  He releases and I slide out, only to do it all again with my left hand…

*

We take a break.  After his water and my tea, Ross gets back in the sling.  To have a smooth re-opening of his hole, I employ the Seahorse.  He loves the bumps and the curve of the toy.  He takes it curve going up.  Now with the curve going down.  I ask which he likes better.  For some reason, he can’t decide, so I keep working it all the way into him first one way and then the other…

I go back to my hands.  No added dick now.  Left and right.  And back again.

Now my eight fingers work into him back-to-back.  Like a human speculum, I stretch him open.  He sighs, loving it.  I do it again.  Slowly.  As I pull out, I am rewarded with his marvelous rose bud.  I lick it and he squirms in pleasure.

I grab the Sex Machine, the toy that looks like a robot’s cock.  He takes it.  Working a little, but I have him so open he takes it easily.  When I pull it out, I do a series of alternating hands again.

“Try for two,” he murmurs.  “I think I’m ready.”

I work the left into him.  My right slides down my left wrist.  I have to work a little to get the knuckles in, but suddenly they are both in place.  I hold.  Barely moving.  The tiniest wiggle of my fingers sets him off in waves of ecstasy.   I keep moving inside him, incredibly slowly, until he tells me I should take them out.

Another break.

I set up the rimseat. 

“To soothe that hole I just ravaged,” I smirk.  I lie down and he closes the seat.  He sits and I begin exploring his hole once again with tongue.  Sitting like this, his rose bud works out easily.  It fills my mouth.  And there is more of it now, than the last time I saw him.  I can barely breath.  And I love it.  I stop jerking myself, it’s so hot.

Ross stands up and rides me for a moment.  I think I might shoot, but then the desire to unload ebbs away.  He sits back on my face, his ass wet again from the invader.  The drip of our mixed juices onto my tongue is taking me over the edge.   Then his rosebud descends again.  I lick it like a man possessed, even as once again, it cuts off my air.

I tap his thighs.  He knows to stand up.

“Sling, if you want my load…”

He’s in it before I can fully stand up.  I am on a mission.  I need my cock in his ass.  Now.  He may not be able to take any more hands, but he is eager for dick.  And the load.  I push into him.  I thrust a dozen or so times. 

“I’m…Oh, fuck!”

And I’m shooting.  Filling the hole that has given me so much pleasure…

Of course, I make him push his rose bud out to see my white cum in the deep red folds.  I lick him clean of my cum as his body shakes….