My Playroom—April, 2026
I got a message on AssPig,
the fisting site. A man from one of the
western states was going to be in Michigan on business. He wondered if I was close to where his
meeting was going to be. I told him I
lived about an hour away. It took maybe
three more messages each to agree we were attracted to each other and to set
the date and time. And just like that, I
had a date to warm my cock and hands in a hot looking ass…
The doorbell sounds. It’s Dominic.
He’s likely mid-40’s, though he looks younger. He is thin and lithe, and as he strips down,
he shows off some tats that are true works of art. His hair is darkish blond and cropped short. I ditch my robe. We are both naked now but for jocks. We
hug. There is no cock sucking, he just
turns and gets on all fours on the flattened fuck bench. His ass is drawing me like a magnet. I kneel behind him and begin to lick the butt
that in the next two plus hours I will get to know very well.
Dominic groans. “Eat that fuck hole.” I thrust deeper into him, spitting into his
hole at the same time. I lube my cock
with coconut oil. I stand up and enter
him. He groans. He finds the mirror on the side wall and watches
me open him up. I fuck slowly—going very
deep inside this younger man. Finally, I
speed up, so that my balls are slapping his ass with every stroke.
I pull out. “Let me taste it!”
I bring my wet cock to
him. He swallows me down. His tongue gets very busy. He pulls off me, with a satisfied moan. I re-lube and fuck him again. As I do so, I pick up the Ballistic Butt
Bomb. I dip it in the tub of liquid
coconut oil. I smear it around the
stainless-steel head while I fuck. I
pull out and twist the BBB into him. He moans. It grows to a groan as I add my cock. I fuck him hard, driving the toy a little
deeper into him with every stoke as my cockhead smashes into the metal.
I ‘make’ him clean my
cock again, leaving the BBB in place. I
fuck him once more, now just using his added spit for new lube. Dominic is pushing back on me—driving the BBB
and my dick even deeper into his ass.
I finally pull out. I am cleaned once again. Coconut oil is new to him and he loves
it. We move to the sling. He hops in and
has his feet in the stirrups before I can help him. I kneel and eat his ravaged hole. His ass lips are engorging and I can’t keep
them out of my mouth. I spend a long
time on the floor before I stand up and fuck.
I can’t take my eyes off his expressive face.
I grease up the eggheaded
dildo. It slides into him easily. “Nice,” he mutters. His eyes get bigger as I add my cock. My dick glides along the ribbed shaft—giving me
a different pleasure than what he is feeling.
I fuck with it below my dick for most of the time, though for a moment I
reverse things.
I want to crank him open.
He’d eyed the speculum the moment he
walked into the playroom. I grease it up
and slide it into him. “Oh, yeah…” he
moans as I begin the slow crank open. He
tells me he loves the stretch of a good speculum. I have it open enough now that I can add my
cock. His eyes go wide again as I begin
to fuck into his splayed open hole. “That’s
new…” he whispers. “Nice…”
I pull out and open him a
bit more. I fuck him again. Eventually, I crank it shut and pull it
out. I go get the Seahorse. With its gentle widening girth, it is a great
last toy before I settle down for working my hand into him. He nods in rhythm as I work it into him: curve up, curve down, curve up…
My left hand is covered in
the lube he brought for me to use. It’s
an easy glide into his hole. Two fingers. Three.
Four. And the thumb, pressed
against my palm. I do a slight twist of
my hand and I am fully inside him. He is
wet and hot and welcoming. I stay still
for a long moment before I inch my way into him. With this first fist in him, I can actually
touch my middle finger to the bend—his second hole.
I work myself out, re-grease
and slip into him again. He is an
amazing player, knowing just how to help me get inside him. I lean in, my cheek to his chest, as I work
into him. I am rewarded with two fingers
going around the bend. I grease up the
right. He takes it just as easily. So many men have trouble with my right hand,
but not Dominic. He opens his ass—and on
the first try, I have my middle finger at the bend. I go back to a freshly lubed left hand. I work slowly…deeper and deeper. His eyes glaze and I find that I have three
fingers stroking his second hole—causing yet another full body orgasm.
We take a break. I pull out the rimseat. I can’t wait to eat his hole again after all
the stretching. I get under and Dominic shuts
the lid. “Love this…” he says as he sits
down on the seat. My tongue goes
deep. He gasps. He kneads the bulge in his jock. I bliss out and just keep sucking on those
plump ass lips or drilling as deep as possible into him. I don’t remember if I suggested he ride me or
not—but suddenly he is up and settling his hot ass on my drooling cock. He pounds down on me. Then he’s back on my
face, his ass freshly wet and delicious.
I have a moment where I have to stop stroking myself, the pleasure is so
intense.
Dustin wants to go back
to all fours on the bench. I grease up
both hands. I work the left in. Now the right. Back and forth. But I realize he is at a point where my
alternating hands can go faster. Soon I
am truly punch fisting him—and he is egging me on as I do it. Left. Right.
Left. Right. A pause and then again.
“Perfect,” he tells me before
suggesting the sling. “I own the Cutler X,
too. I’d love for you to use it on me. He moves to the sling and I grab the toy. I have used it but not often. I grease up the massive toy. After all we’ve done tonight, Dominic takes
it. I stop when it’s halfway up
him. I slide it out, re-grease and this
time he masters three-quarters of the toy. Once more I lube it up—and he takes all but
the last inch or so.
I move back to hand…slow
exploration after all the punching. My cheek
on his abdomen, feeling my hand below me explore his depths.
It’s late—and his hole is
tiring. “Can you send me home with a
load?”
I nod. “All I’ll need to do is lick your ass and I’ll
be hard again.” I kneel and do just
that. My cock is aching to be inside him
once more. I slide in—he bears down on
me, milking my dick. In moments I am
giving him just what he wants…
*
I received a text from
him just as I was about to turn out my light for the night: “My hole is happy!”
I was, too…
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