My Playroom—June, 2026
On Saturday, Rudy’s plane
arrived in Detroit. He rented a car and
arrived at my house around noon. He
looked great. We chatted for a while—and
then he began his clean up as I made sure everything was ready in the playroom. I took down the coconut oil and a bottle of J-Lube
Rudy had mixed in the airport restroom.
(Something I wish I had witnessed…)
Soon, we were headed downstairs…
Rudy is naked. He is lithe and well put together and very
easy on the eyes. I would never guess he’s
now in his 50’s. I am in my cleanest
jock and boots. I sit on the flattened
fuck bench, my cock beginning to swell under the fabric. He looks for a moment at the German fist porn
on the television, then he focuses on me.
He kneels and reaches for my hidden cock. He pulls my swelling dick out of the pouch,
looks at it plumping in his hand, and then guides it into his mouth. He deep throats me, making me fully
hard.
He pulls off me. “Can you lose the jock. I want to see that forest of pubes.”
I get rid of it. I stay standing as he sucks my dick and licks
my balls. It feels great, but I want his ass.
I tell him to get on all fours on the bench. When he’s in place, our eyes meet in the
mirror directly in front of him. I kneel
and look at his hot ass before I dive in.
I zero in on his hole with my tongue.
He moans. I tongue fuck him
harder. He’s delicious—and opening
easily to let me in deeper. I spend a
long time there. I hear Rudy huff
poppers. He moans. When he does it a second time, I stand up and
slowly slide my cock into his hot hole. He
takes me to the root. I grind those
pubes he loves against his ass cheeks.
He groans…and I begin a slow in and out.
Deep on each stroke—and a pull almost all the way out.
I can’t keep that up for
long. My pace quickens. I am soon pounding into his ass. Rudy moans continually. I pull out and bring my cock to his
head. He rears up and swallows me down,
loving the taste of his hole on my dick.
He leaves me covered in spit—and I use it as lube for the next round of
fucking. He cleans me a second time.
When I go back to his ass
yet again, I reach for the Ballistic Butt Bomb.
I dip it in the coconut oil until the oval head is dripping with
lube. I twirl it against his hole. It slowly disappears inside him. I keep it shallow, but there is still room
for me to add some of my dick. I fuck
his hole again, with my cockhead slamming into the aluminum oval.
We move to the
sling. He hops in and his ankles find
the stirrups with ease. I hunker down
and lick his used holes, where even now his ass lips are slightly puffy. I suckle them as Rudy moans. I smear my cock with coconut oil as I do it,
so I am able to just stand up and push into him. I fuck him.
Harder and harder. Making the
sling frame groan and the chains rattle.
I pull out and let him clean my dick of his ass jizz one more time.
“I have something for
you,” I tell him. “Stay right there, I
will just be a moment.” I grab my robe
and head to the freezer upstairs. The condoms
are taped to a tented piece of cardboard.
I take them downstairs, along with a pair of scissors. “You know I went load collecting as you suggested. This is the load off a guy I usually fuck and breed.” I snip Julian’s load off the cardboard and peel the latex off the frozen load of cum. It’s a nice sized nugget. I push it gently into his ass. Rudy shivers—both at the cold and the very idea of taking some man’s load he’s never seen or even met.
“Now, this guy stayed soft
as I sucked him until the moment he came.
He hardened up as he emptied his balls.”
I cut off the bearded guy’s load, peel it back and work it into Rudy. He squirms.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“This big one has two
loads in it. This guy had huge balls,
but only a micro penis. But I got his
load. It’s mixed with a Latin guy’s cum who
usually bottoms…”
“Give them to me!”
I cut off the bloated
condom, peel off the latex and work it up Rudy’s now slippery hole.
“This last one is all me…”
Snip. Peel.
Insert.
“So cold…” he murmurs, his eyes closed.
“You’re leaking,” I tell
him as I kneel. I bury my face in his ass
crack. I find his wet hole with my
tongue and taste the mix of loads that have already been in my mouth. I lick up the overflow and actually push one nugget
of cum back into Rudy with my tongue. I
stand up. I point at my full mouth. He nods and opens wide. I lean across him and drool some of the mixed
seed into his mouth.
My cock pushes into him. His hole has been cooled by the four frozen
nuggets. One is still more solid than I
expect. I feel it melt around my cock
shaft as I give him a slow, churning-the-loads fuck. I pull out.
My shaft is covered. I move to the
side of the sling near his head. He does
the crane around and cleans me. He gets
every drop. I lean down and kiss him. We share what little he hasn’t hungrily swallowed.
I go back to his
ass. I felch a little more. I feed it to him. I fuck in the cummy mess of his ass
again. It is no longer cool. The heat of
his hole has melted it all. I fuck him
hard, frothing the escaping cum that clings to his ass lips.
He cleans my cock again. With reverence.
When I go back, I grease
up my hands with J-lube. “I’m going to
fist what’s left of that cum even deeper into you.”
And I do. He tells me that if I play with his cock a
little his second hole opens. It
works. My fingers slip in—deeper than I’ve
ever been inside him.
The fisting is spelled by
using the Spades and the Seahorse. I
find that, with how he’s built, my right hand is easier to get into him. I fist.
I begin a back and forth of right and left.
We take a break. He sees a guy on screen kneeling and almost
squatting on the guy’s hand. We move the
bench/table to the end of the sling so he can watch as I do the same thing to
his hole as what’s happening on the screen.
He loves it.
It’s getting to be near
the time he has to continue on to his parents.
I have my right hand imbedded in him.
I leave it there and milk his cock.
He explodes all over the fuck table.
I don’t try for
orgasm. I’ve had my fun—and I know I’ll
see him in a week’s time as he heads back to the airport…
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