GaryM Opens Up In the Playroom

 My Playroom—September, 2026

 

On the last Monday of the month, GaryM returned to the playroom.  It had been quite some time since his last playdate.  Once again, he arrived with sex toys that he left for me to use on others.  He also had decided to get rid of a sling, rimseat and some leather—and I promised to find men who would give them good homes. 

As he stripped down, I added the four heavy duty springs he’d brought me to the tops of the chains at the four corners of the sling.  I had used other men’s slings set up with these and knew they would give the sling an additional bounce.  Finished, I turned back and he was more than ready…

 

GaryM is dressed in a jock.  He has on his thick Fort Troff kneepads.  He has added his own wrist and ankle restraints as well.  I smile, as I had planned on buckling mine on his four limbs before we began. 

I stand in the middle of the floor, in front of the bed.  “Let’s test just how good those knee pads are…” I say, pointing to the floor in front of me.  He kneels carefully in front of me.  I let him inhale the pouch of the jock.  It’s fairly new and only carries a slight scent of me and my balls.  He inhales a second time and sighs.  My cock is hardening so fast so I pull the pouch to the side.  His mouth opens and he takes me in, his tongue already working on my piss slit.

He sighs.

I groan.

He swallows me down.  Repeatedly.  Now he moves to my balls.  He suckles them individually, back and forth.  Then another round on my cock.

I sit on the flattened bench.  He knee-walks over and burrows into my crotch.  Now he’s in place to lift my balls out of the way and lick my perineum.  I roll back slightly to give him access.  He licks down to my pucker—and I stop him just before he gets there.

“You’ll get that later.  Let’s get you up on the bench.”

I stand and he gets up on it and in position.  I kneel and begin to eat out his hole while I slather coconut oil on my cock.  GaryM groans.  I work harder, getting my tongue as deep into his hole as I can.  There is a slight gape to it now.  I spit on it and stand up.  My cock pushes in.  GaryM groans.  I push hard to get through his very strong sphincter—and I am buried deep inside him.

“Yes!” he croons.

I hold for just a moment before I start a slow in and out.  GaryM is looking in the mirror in front of him, watching me watch my own cock slice into him.  I build fast; my hips are soon slamming into his thin ass.  I abruptly pull out.

“Give it to me!” he moans.

I walk to his head and let him lick my dick, so he can savor the taste of his ass on my cock.  He cleans me thoroughly.  I fuck him again, my cock covered with his spit.  I take it to his mouth a second time.  He loves if just as much if not more.

“Let’s move to the sling.”

He gets in it.  The new springs make it slightly lower but my dick lines up with his ass just fine with a slight knee bend.  I fuck him.  I eat him out.  I use his ankle restraints and chain his legs straight up to a chain hanging from the center of the sling frame.  He loves this—as it allows my cock to go deeper yet.  But my repeated drilling has an effect:  “I need to piss” he informs me.  I unhook him and he hops out and goes upstairs to relieve himself.

When he comes back downstairs, he finds a different scene.  I am in the sling, my legs on the chains.  I have my leather blindfold on.  “Yesssss…” breathes GaryM.  He knows just what to do.  He kneels and begins to lick my ass.  He licks up and down the crack.  He drills into me.  I haven’t had anyone rim me since June—so it is even hotter.  I let him get his fill, knowing it is giving him as much pleasure as it is me.

We change places.  I am ready to fuck again.  I slide into him.  GaryM is loosening up.  I grab the Ballistic Butt Bomb and work it into him.  I add my cock, loving how my cock head works the toy deeper into him each time it hits the head of the toy. 

I pull out the BBB and fuck him with just my dick.  Then another round of me and the BBB.  I move on to the Spades.  He really likes these—and I don’t think I was using them the last time he was here.  He loves the snap of his sphincter as each spade goes into his well-used hole.

“Let me use the two toys you are taking home with you.”  One is a very straight, thick penis in the odd pink color that is supposed to be Caucasian.  He takes it like an old friend and it gives him a great stretch.  The other is a dark butt plug.  It has a gentler curve after the thick middle part than mine.  GaryM’s hole loves this toy, too.

I go back and forth with his two toys for a second round.  Then I grab the trusted Seahorse.  “Here’s an old friend of yours,” I tell him (as he’d gifted it to the playroom.)  He loves the bumps and the curve like every man I’ve used it on.  I do the curve going up.  The curve going down.  He takes them both easily—and to the hilt each time.

I go back to the bed where we’ve left the new batch of toys he has just gifted me.  It is a swirl of blue and purple and looks like a curved cock, but there are tentacle-like bumps that twist around the shaft.  His hole loves this toy, too.  (It is one I have to research to find out what to call it properly.)

We take a break.  I pull out the rimseat.  “Who’s under first?” 

He volunteers.  He lays down on the mat.  I close the seat and sit.  His tongue is instantly licking around my hole.  I watch the porn on the television in front of me and stroke as he licks every inch of my ass crack.  I close my eyes as he begins tongue fucking my hole.

We switch.  I eat his gaping hole.  He keeps groaning as I my tongue goes deeper.  Suddenly he stands up.  He turns to face me—and sits on my hard cock.  He pounds himself down on me.   I love that he turned to face me to do it so I can see the mix of determination and sheer lust on his face.  He fucks himself hard and fast.  Then he sits back down on the seat.  My cock has juiced up his ass—and I can’t stop eating him out.

We take another breather.  Then it’s back to the sling.  I go through once again all the toys that we’ve used today.  Then I grease up my hands.  Three fingers of my left go in.  Then three fingers from my right join them.  I stretch him laterally—a human speculum.

I add more grease to my left.  I’ve never gotten all the way in GaryM.  I get four fingers in—and fold down the thumb.  I tell him how good he feels.  I do a slight twist and I am all the way in.  His ass snaps shut on my wrist.  It takes GaryM a moment—and then he sees it in the mirror above him.

“You’re in!”  He is jubilant.  It is his first fist. Ever.   I stay in and give it a slight turn—and pull out.  I grease up to do it again.  “No—I think that’s it,” he tells me.  “My hole is done for the day.”

I get the excess grease off him.  He refuses a shower—and gets dressed.  I wash the two toys he’s taking home as he uses the bathroom for a moment.  He is still on cloud nine as he leaves…

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There will be many entries about all the goodies he left behind.  Thank you GaryM!