A Short, But Hot, Session with Alexander

 My Playroom—August, 2026

 

Alexander, who came out late in life and is making up for it now, wanted to return to the playroom.  I was happy to host this very good-looking man once again on one of the last days of August…

 

He has stripped naked by the time I get down the stairs, carrying the coconut oil.  He’s eager.  And ready.

“Come here,” he says, sitting on the bed.  “Let me get that big dick hard.”

He takes a hit of poppers.  Truly the longest hit I have ever seen any man take.  The bottle keeps going back and forth between his nostrils.  He gets me in his mouth—and starts to lick the head of my cock.  Suddenly he slumps back, his head hitting the large mirror on the wall behind the bed.  He’s passed out.  He quickly comes back to reality before I panic.  I help get him around, so his head is on the pillow.

“Guess that was a little much,” he mumbles.  He lets the vapors dissipate while I look at the porn on the television.  Eventually, he sits up and tries again without the poppers. His tongue flicks over my head—but I can tell this is not what he loves—he really wants me inside his ass.

We move to the flattened fuckbench.  I spend a long time eating his ass.  It’s a beautiful one.  His cheeks are full and hairy—and his crack even more so.  His ass lips are just beginning to be fuller with all the anal and fist sex he’s been having.  I suck them into my mouth and make him moan with pleasure.  My tongue goes deeper into his hole, giving him a real tongue fucking.

I stand up.  I enter him for the first time, my cock awash with coconut oil and precum.  I ease into his relatively tight hole.  The poppers come out again, but only for a short hit.  My pubes grind against his upturned ass.

“God, you fill me up.”

I begin a slow, hard fuck of his ass, opening him up for more.  He groans and vocally eggs me on.  Soon, I am slamming into him, just like he wants.  Over and over.

I pull out.  I go to my knees and eat his freshly fucked hole.  I love the mix of the oil and our own juices.  He moans—and is soon begging for me to fuck him again.  I stand up and sink into him.  He watches me penetrate him in the mirror on the side wall.  His ass welcomes me with an occasional squeeze.

We move to the sling.  I eat his hole the moment his ankles are in the stirrups.  The sling pulls his cheeks open for me and I go can deeper into him with my tongue. I revel in his wetness, before standing up and sinking my cock into his waiting hole.  He takes me easily now, his eyes on the mirror above him.

I pull out and grab the eggheaded dildo, that I use for double fucking.  I grease it up and work it into him.  He groans—watching the toy disappear into his guts.  I try to add my cock—but he’s not yet open enough for that—so I make the toy vibrate inside him—and pull it out, slipping my dick in instead.  I don’t really fuck, I just fill him with my cock.  And then the toy—and my cock once more.  This time I fuck him.  Hard, with the chains rattling.

I grab the Spades, the toy with five mini butt plugs connected one after the other.  I work in the first.  He loves it.  “That feels terrific.”

“Here comes the second…” and in it goes.  The third quickly follows.  I let them sit in him and then slowly pull them out—letting him feel the stretch of each spade.

I put them inside him again.  This time four spades pop into him.  The pull out has his cock drooling like crazy.

“Do that again!”

I work the first three in easily.  Then the fourth.  He can see in the mirror that there’s one more.  “Get it inside me.”

It takes a little work with my lube covered fingers, but it goes in.  He sighs.  I let him appreciate the fullness before I hook my finger through the ring on the end of the toy and begin a slow pull out.  His pucker has to open and close for each spade.  When the last one pops out, his stomach is awash with his precum.  I use two fingers to mop it up, before working the coated digits into his ass.   

He asks for the Seahorse—and it’s just the right toy for his slowly opening hole.  He takes the gentle curve of the toy easily—both with the curve up and with it down.  He takes it to the base.  He’s ready for my fist.

I grease up both hands and begin filling him slowly with the fingers of my left.  Two.  Then three.  Four and then I’m inside him.  He takes my left hand easily.  He loves it when his sphincter clamps down on my wrist.  I just leave it there for a long moment.  With a slight twist, I pull out and begin working into him again with the same hand.

His ass grabs my wrist.  I don’t move for a count of maybe five.  Then a slow rotation to the right—and back again.  Once more and then I ease out of him.

“Try the right.”

I re-grease my hands.  I get the right into him with the same slow progression, but it doesn’t feel comfortable for either of us with how his bowels bend.  I go back to the left, getting into him with ease.

I go back to the Seahorse.  Alex groans.  He huffs poppers.   I work the ribbed toy in and out of him.  When it comes out, I re-grease my left.  He takes a hit and I push smoothly into his ass.  I don’t move it and then do a slight turn of my wrist to the right.  This makes him convulse.  He is having a major internal orgasm.  His sphincter grips my wirst.

I don’t move for a long moment.  His body calms and I slip out.

“I think that’s it,” he tells me.  “My hole feels wonderful—and I don’t want to push it.”

I agree.  We’ve been going for an hour—and it feels like a logical ending.

“Someday,” he says as he shakily gets out of the sling, “I’ll be able to do more.”

I assure him that he’s well on the way…

Alexander's first playroom visit is HERE.