Deeper into Blake

 My Playroom—July, 2026

 

I had another visitor to the playroom the day after Kieran shot fast.  Blake (the 6’6”, good looking guy with a great beard) and I had been trying to arrange another meet.  He had an even busier schedule than usual.  He had also gone to both CLAW and IML that I had missed this year.  We finally set a day for a late afternoon play session…

 

Blake arrives, looking as good as ever.  We head downstairs.  Blake strips off as I get out of my robe.  My cock plumps just looking at him.  He sits, naked but for a jock, on the bed.  He beckons me to him.  His mouth is all over my bulging pouch.  He peels it back and my hardening cock slaps him in the face.  He sucks me down, taking me deep.  He encourages me to fuck his face, so I do.  Slowly at first—and then speeding up until I choke him.  I let him recover and do it again.

We move to the flattened fuck bench.  I can’t wait to eat his ass.  I kneel and dig in.  He moans as my tongue burrows into his hole.  I grease my dick as I lick.  I am more than ready to fuck. But I linger, swabbing his loosening hole with my tongue.

I stand up.  I push into him.  I fuck him.  He moans and asks to taste my dick.  I pull out and bring it to him.  He licks his juices off my cock and I go back to fuck his hot ass one more time.  He begins clenching down on me—and it feels terrific.

Eventually, we move to the sling.  I eat his hole.  I fuck him again—and then go for the Spades.  It’s an easy insert, spade after spade.  He takes three of the five the first round.  He moans on the pull out as the base of each spade hits his prostate.  He takes four of the mini butt plugs into his hole the second time.  The pull out is more intense for him this time—he’s panting.

I fuck him again.

I grab the Seahorse.  It goes smoothly into him, with the curve going up.  He takes three quarters of the toy.  I flip it so the curve is going down—and he takes it to the base.  He groans and tells me to do it again.  I do.  A number of times.

I want my hand in him—but I think I need the speculum first.  It slips into him and I slowly crank the stainless-steel wings open.  My finger goes in after the first few turns.  I play with his prostate.  A few more twists of the thumbscrew.  More fingering.  Now, he’s wide open.  I stand and slip my cock into him. Fucking him between the metal wings of the medical device.  Blake grabs his cock and kneads it as I fuck.

It’s time for some serious hand work.  I close the speculum slowly and get it out of him before I grease both my hands.  I begin working the left into him.  Two fingers.  Three.  Now the fourth.  My thumb tucks to my palm and with a slow twist of my hand, I am buried in his ass.  I hold.  I move it slightly—and he shudders.  I work it out and do it all again.  He takes it, his sphincter clamping down on my wrist yet again.  Once more—and then I try my right hand.

I begin the same way, finger by added finger.  He takes my hand as I do the twist to enter him.  It’s not as comfortable a fit.  I pull out slowly and do it again.  I get the same feeling.  The left feels better so I go back to it.  This time, once I’m in, I slowly work my fingers open.  Blake gasps—in an encouraging way.  My finger traces the opening of his second hole.  He shivers.  I burrow slightly deeper.  To me it barely feels like I’ve moved at all, but I know that on his end the slightest movement registers as huge.  I trace the opening deep in his guts again.  I try to go a little deeper, but I can’t seem to—so I come out. 

I re-grease and go in again.  This time standing.  My hand slips in.  I pull it out slightly—so my cock can slip down my wrist and join my hand in Blake’s ass.  I fuck slowly, opening my fingers deep inside him to allow my cock to push past them.  I do a few strokes and pull my cock out—then my hand.  I grease it once more and slip it into him.  Again, my cock joins my left hand.  I love the feel of my dick on my palm—and then as it slips through my splayed fingers.

I pull out and take a long sip of my hot tea.  I work my left hand into him once again.  I play with his second hole.  I slip into it.  A little deeper this time.  Blake is groaning out sounds of encouragement.  I work a little more of me into him.  I have never been deeper in him. 

I pull out and we take a quick break.  He stays in the sling and I sit on the edge of the bed.  When he gives me the nod, I grab the two-tiered butt plug from the self under the television.  I grease it up.  The first few inches slip in easily.  I work the second tier into him slowly.  He groans out his pleasure.   It slips in.  I don’t try for depth with it—it’s a huge accomplishment just to take the second tier.

I slip it out.  I work my left hand in him again.  But he’s tensed up. 

“I think I need to tap out.”

I nod.

He tells me he can feel things shifting in his guts, endangering his clean-out.

I slide out and stand up.

We’ve been playing just a little over an hour.  He gets dressed, hugs me and we go upstairs…

*

After Kieran’s short stay the day before, I was really hoping to get off in Blake, but it will just have to wait one more day…