The Big Toys Come Out for SJ.

 My Playroom—August, 2026

 

SJ, who I’d first met at the group sex parties to the north of me, had lately found his way to my playroom.  We were both ready for another round of fuck and fist.  We made that happen in the middle of the month, once he returned from a trip.

He showed up eager to please and down we went to the playroom…

 

SJ, naked but for a jock and socks, sits on the bed.  His eyes are on the bulge in my own jock.  I move forward.  He mouths the fabric for a moment, before pulling it aside.  His tongue finds my balls.  He licks them, making soft, hot sounds as he goes.  Soon, I am buried deep in his throat.  He keeps me there—and then pulls off me fast, panting and sucking in air.  It feels great and I tell him so—which makes him do it again and again.

I can’t wait to eat his ass.  He gets on the flattened fuck bench, presenting it to me.  I kneel and my tongue instantly finds his ruined pucker.  SJ has ass lips that just beg to be sucked.  I can’t stop.  As much as I want to fuck, I keep suckling them—making them even bigger.  I smear coconut oil on my cock and stand up, pulling myself away from his now slightly gaping pucker.  I push in.  He pushes back to meet my thrust, our eyes meeting in the mirror in front of us.  I hold a moment—and then begin the first fuck.  Slow.  Opening his hole. 

I luxuriate in his heat and wetness.  I speed up.  Faster than I mean to—I just can’t help it.  The sound of my hips slapping his ass fills the room.  I want to go even deeper, so I put my left foot up on the bench next to him.  SJ groans as my cock pumps into new territory.

“Damn, I needed this…” he grunts out.

I keep fucking, slamming my hips against his cheeks.   I pull out and take my cock to his mouth.  He cleans me of his ass juices, the lube and my own precum.  He moans at the heady mix of flavors.  I go back to his ass, kneel and taste it all myself.  My rampant cock is begging for round two.  I stand up and fuck him once again. 

I want more in his ass.  I grab the Ballistic Butt Bomb. The toy is cooler than his body temperature.  I dunk it in the oil and smear it around the stainless-steel head of the toy.  It glides into his ass.  My cock follows.  I fuck into the head of the toy, moving it deeper into SJ.  More and more, until it’s right where I want it.  I smash into it with each stroke and groan out my satisfaction.

I pull it out and fuck him with just me.   Then I use the clear dildo with the black handle.  He loves the swell of this simple toy.  I work it in and out repeatedly.  Then do the same with my cock.

We switch to the sling.  His legs find the stirrups the moment he lies back.  I eat his used hole, then go back to the BBB.  Now my cock, the toy in one hand.  Now I alternate the metal toy and my dick.  Then together inside him once more.

We start moving through the array of toys.  SJ, like everyone else, loves the curves and bumps of the Seahorse.  He takes almost all of it with the curve going up.  He gets every inch of it inside of him when the curve is going down.  I try again with it up—and he takes it all.

The thick black butt plug is greased and stretches him.  Once in place, I use the BBB to beat on the end of it.  He shivers in pleasure as the toy vibrates in him.  I move on to the bigger two-tiered butt plug.  He takes it as easily as the smaller one.

I grease up my left hand.  It goes smoothly into his hole.  Keeping it in place, I stand up.  I pull out slightly, giving my hard cock room to slide in with my fist.  I fuck through my fingers, making SJ groan.

I pull out.  I rotate between my cock and my left hand.  I finally grab the long black toy with three bulges in its shaft.  He takes two them.  After my next round of fisting, he takes it all.

I take a small break and drink my tea.  I grab the chain with the medium sized links.   Just hearing it clink, makes SJ shiver in anticipation.  I grease it thoroughly and work it into him link by link.  He takes it all but the last three that I deliberately don’t put in him.  He takes a hit of poppers—and I begin the slow pull out.  Link after link emerges from his ass—pushing those hot ass lip out each time.  It gains momentum when most of it is out of him and the last few links comes out in a rush.

“Do it again!”

I do, slowly working each link into his hole.  Once all but the three links are in him, I leave it there for a moment so he can really feel the weight of it in his gut.  He takes the hit—and I begin to pull it out.  Slowly.  Letting the links emerge one by one until the last six inches comes out all-together.

I settle down for more true fisting.  My left works in.  I alternate it with my right.  Each time, I work it into him while I am on my knees and then stand up when I go a little deeper or want to rotate my hand inside him.  Now I do the right hand.  The way his canal goes, my left is a better fit.  I go back to it.  I stand up.  I want to go deeper.  I barely move, but he shudders as if I am pushing hard. I go an extra quarter of an inch.  Now half.  His breathing changes to a fast pant.  My middle finger is touching the bend—his second hole.  The look on his face tells me just how good this makes him feel.  He can’t articulate words so he just babbles out his pleasure.

I slowly pull out.  I re-grease and do it again.  I go just as deep sending him once again into his own private orbit.

We take a breather.  I go over and get the Sex Machine, the toy that looks like a robot’s penis.  After all this play, he takes it with ease.  He loves the shape of it, with its triangular shaft.  He takes it almost to the base.   

I pull out the biggest toy, the Cutler X.  He takes about half of it.

“Do you want to ride it?”

He loves this idea.  I help him out of the sling.  I place the toy on the fuck bench.  I hold onto it at the base.  He stands on the floor, his ass positioned above the toy.  He lowers himself onto it.  He takes half.  Now a little more as he begins to bounce on it.  Soon, he is truly riding it.   He grunts every time the massive toy fills him up.

He pulls off it.  We hug.  I ask how his hole feels.

“Wonderful.  But I think that’s it for today.”  He looks at the toy on the bench and then at all the toys scattered on the towel under the sling.  “I took all those?”

“You did.  Repeatedly. And my hands, of course.”

SJ grabs my left hand—giving it a squeeze as he sighs in contentment…

Group Sex: Two Tongues Share a Wet Ass

 Grand Rapids—June, 2024

 

The end of the second full week of June brought the house party I so often attend.  I packed the rimseat and drove north. 

When I arrived, I found the diminutive host, and his long-dicked friend, completing the set up.  Soon we were joined by the smooth former athlete who is such a great fuck, an attractive salt and pepper haired bottom, a furry bearish top and the versatile Hot Tats who has appeared many times in these pages.

We chatted.  I knew them all from our many sessions there.  But soon Salt & Pepper and Furry Top disappeared up the stairs.  In moments we heard the sling rattle and the sounds of wet fucking.  I went up the stairs myself, followed by Hot Tats…

 

I look at the two fucking in the sling.  I smile and turn in the other direction to the room with the bed.  Hot Tats goes to his knees and works my swelling cock out of my well-used jock pouch.  He gets my full shaft and head wet.

“Get on all fours—I want to taste your ass.”

He scrambles up onto the leather spread covering the double bed.  I kneel and my tongue digs into the crack between his full butt cheeks.  He moans.  The guys in the sling come join us on the bed.  Salt & Pepper is also on all fours, still taking that thick Furry Top cock.  I stand up and sink my dick into Hot Tats butt.  I fuck him, slowly, with deep long strokes.  He groans and tells me to fuck him harder.

I pick up speed.  The other guys on the bed are fucking furiously.  The former athlete arrives in the doorway and watches, kneading his cock covered by a designer jock.  I pull out and Hot Tats spins around to clean my cock.  At that moment Furry Top explodes deep inside Salt & Pepper.  We are not even 15 minutes into the evening.  But I know good felching when I see it.  I let Salt and Pepper clean Furry Top’s cock before I dive in to taste his load.  Fuck, there’s a lot of it.  I get lost in eating ass and licking out cum.

“Fuck some of the cum deeper…” moans Salt & Pepper.  I stand up.  I notice, that while my face was buried in his dripping ass crack, Furry Top had given Salt & Pepper a hash mark on his ass cheek with a black Sharpie.  My cock slaps it—then pushes into his wet ass.  Across from us, Hot Tats has flipped roles and is fucking Former Athlete’s well-developed ass.  The two bottoms reach out to each other, grab hands and hold on as we fuck…

*

We change asses.  Hot Tats plunders Salt & Pepper and I lick and then fuck Former Athlete.  We are joined by the other long dicked top from downstairs.  The three tops take turns on both bottoms, by circling the bed.  Who ever doesn’t have an ass feeds his ass juiced covered cock to one or the other men on all fours.

Eventually, I take Salt & Pepper to the sling.  He loves getting off his knees—and the fact that here I go deeper yet into his greedy wet hole with both my tongue and cock.

The fact that there are fewer people here, means that we spend longer with each fuck.  I can’t get enough of his wet, cum-tasty ass.  I lick his hole.  I fuck it.  I give him my cock to clean of stray jizz sticking to it.

Two new men arrive.  I don’t know either.  Everyone before was likely 50+ in age.  The new arrivals are younger.  A tallish man, in a red jock and a red harness is likely early 40’s.  The other new guy is younger yet, likely late 30’s and is a broad chested, thick set man.  They waste no time jumping in.  The younger goes into the bedroom and takes over topping Former Athlete.  Red Harness joins me.  I am fucking Salt & Pepper as Red Harness takes out a nice sized cock and feeds it to him.

“Tell me if you want his hole.”

He nods—but the sentence (and Salt & Pepper’s tongue) gets him harder.  In a couple of minutes, he nods and we change places.  He slides in.  “Were you loaded?” he asks.  Salt & Peper grunts an affirmative around my cock in his mouth.  I pull out and watch the guy fuck.  He has a hot ass, framed by the red straps of his jock.  I kneel behind him.  My tongue pokes at him on the back stroke.  Soon he slows his fucking and leans into Salt & Pepper.  I find his hole which has ass lips that have seen a lot of stretch over the years.  So the red jock is not just a fashion statement… 

I eat his hole as he does shallow strokes.  I stand up.  He resumes fucking.  I grease up and my cock goes into him on the back stroke.  He groans out his pleasure.  I stand still.  He fucks into Salt & Pepper than impales himself on the back stroke.  Over and over. Until I pull out and eat the hole I just fucked, savoring his swollen ass lips…

*

The youngest man has topped.  And he’s now getting fucked on the bed by Furry Top who seems to have a second load about to explode in him.  He does just that, in about five minutes time.  I go back to eating out Red Harness who is now in the sling.  As the howls of orgasm happen in the other room, I stand up and fuck Red Harness.  He groans and beats his half hard cock.

The young guy, freshly loaded, comes in to watch my fucking.  I ask if he wants a turn.  He does.  He fucks Red Harness hard and fast, making him gasp.  I stroke and watch.

The young guy pulls out.  “They said you like to felch.  You want to lick me out?”

Red Harness says he should get in the sling for that.  They exchange places.  I eat out my second cummy hole of the night as Red Harness bends over him and kisses him the entire time I am savoring a second load Furry Top’s cum.

“You need to experience his dick,” Red Harness tells him.

The young man agrees.  I stand up and fuck him.

Red Harness comes around and strokes my ass as I fuck.  He cleans my cock of stray jizz when I pull out.  Then he takes a turn up the young man.  I clean his cock when he’s done.

“I want to fuck you some more,” the young man tells Red Harness.  They change places again.

He kneels and begins rimming Red Harness.  I join him on my knees.  He loves sharing the ass crack in front of us.  He licks him.  I lick him.  We kiss, tasting the ass juices from both our tongues.  We can’t stop.  Red Harness has broken out the poppers and he is moaning at the dual tongue assault of his hole. The young man appreciates the swollen ass lips as much as I do.  He suckles them tenderly, then guides my head in to do the same.  Again, we kiss, making both our cocks drool.

Finally, he stands up and fucks.  I stay on my knees.  He does just what I want—a few strokes in the wet ass and a few strokes into my mouth.  Back and forth.  And yet again.

He pulls out and kneels.  We kiss.  We rim.  I stand up and fuck.  I do the same ‘fuck ass, fuck mouth’ thing for him.  He moans deliciously each time I pull out of the wet butt and fuck my dripping cock into his mouth.

“There’s a rim seat in there,” he says.

I tell him it’s mine.  The three of us go to it, where it is set up by the bed.  I get under it.  Red Harness sits.  The young man starts by sucking my dick, but soon he stands and straddles me, fucking his cock into Red Harness’ face.  But someone is on my cock again—first with mouth and now sitting on it.  Whoever it is, rides it with purpose, pounding himself down on me.

When Red Harness finally stands, I see it is Salt & Pepper on my cock, trying so hard for another load.  He gets off me and kneels on the bed.  I fuck him there as the young man fucks Red Harness in the same position, side by side.

“Switch!” I command.

I go up Red Harness.  The young man into his mouth.  Longdick fucks Salt & Pepper.  He shoots in S&P, collapsing on his back.  It is just too much for me.  I fire off a hot load of jizz into Red Harness.  The young man pulls out of his mouth and comes over.  He cleans me up, gingerly, and his hungry mouth dives into Red Harness’ dripping hole…

Jamie Gets Stretched and Filled

 My Playroom—March, 2024

 

Out of the blue, Jamie sent me a text.  He was unexpectedly free; did I have time to play?  I did.  You’ve read about him here only occasionally as he lives some distance away and works a hard schedule.  He is also a reader of the blog.  He is the man who called me ‘the Hemingway of Porn,’ a title to which I strive to be worthy.

He spent some time in the shower to freshen up after his long drive.  While he was doing that, I put on some fisting porn in the playroom and checked the coconut oil, which was melting in a bath of hot water in the kitchen sink.  Soon enough we were downstairs…

 

I stand in front of the fuck bench.  I suggest he kneel in front of me and get my cock fully hard.  He pauses half a second, then goes to his knees before me.  He inhales the fragrance of sex and sweat from the jock.  He digs out my dick.  His mouth opens and he takes me in.  His head is enthusiastic, if not highly skilled.  Soon enough, I suggest we go to the sling. 

I eat his damp hole.  It flowers open easily.  Faster than I expect, I am able to stand up and fuck.  I do my usual slow and long stroke to get his ass prepped.  I pull out.

“Let me taste myself.”

I move up to his head.  He licks my cock, grunting his approval of how his ass juices taste on my dick.  I go back to his ass.  I fuck him again, telling him his saliva is lubing him up.  Once again, I go to my knees, but I don’t rim him, I grab the black butt plug and grease it up with the coconut oil.  It glides easily into his hole, his ass lips snapping down around the narrow base.  I beat the heel of my hand on the toy.  Jamie loves the vibrations the toy gives off.

I go back to my cock.  Another cleaning.

This time when I return, I add the egg headed dildo.  And my cock.  First above the toy.  And then below.  Jamie groans, feeling full.  I come out.  The toy is worked out.  Jamie asks to lick it.  He happily tastes himself as I grease up my left hand.  I start with two fingers and quickly progress to three.  Now four.  The thumb curls into place on my palm and in I go.  Jamie groans and tells me to touch his second hole.  My middle finger toys with it, just getting through it.

I go back to my dick.  But this time it is incased in the ass grommet.  I am twice my girth with it on.  Jamie takes it, groaning out his pleasure.  “So…full…” he murmurs.  I fuck him with this on my cock for a long time.  When I pull out, I go back to my hand in his ass—but this time, I grease up both so I can work in the left and slide the right in while the left is leaving his hole.  Over and over.  Now, I go deep without any prompting.  Jamie’s eyes glaze over as I move my finger around the rim of his second hole, occasionally pushing it through.

The Ballistic Butt Bomb is greased up.  I love the coolness of the metal.  So does Jamie.  It makes him pant.  I work it deep, pull it almost all the way out, and work it in again.  “Let me taste it.”  I hold it up for him, the long handle letting me hold on to it as he licks the stainless steel.  When he’s done, it goes up his ass once more.

*

We take a break to get the blood flowing back into his legs, as they have been in the stirrups for some time now.  When we are back, I break out the curved dildo with ridges.  He takes the first five inches as if it were a breadstick.  But his eyes get wide and he groans at the ever-increasing girth at the base.  But he takes it all.  Every inch.  I pull it out slowly, and change the direction of the curve.  Now it is curving down.  He takes it.  I flip it once more, letting the entire length stay in his hole longer…giving him that major stretch.

It's back to my hands.  One after the other.

And the big toy with the handle.

And another round of hands, culminating in stroking his prostate with the big curved dildo.

His hole is tiring.  He asks for the Ballistic Butt Bomb again.   I am happy to comply.

“I would love your load,” he moans, as I work the stainless steel in and out of his hole. 

I suddenly stand up.  I insert the Butt Bomb—and then my cock along the thin shaft.  This is new.  I’ve never tried it—but I like it.  I fuck along the slender shaft, my fat cock head plowing into the massive stainless head of the toy.

And it works.  Suddenly I am shooting my load all over the head of the Butt Bomb.  I can feel it dripping off it, back onto my dick and then into his ass.  It’s a great mind fuck.

When I can move again, I pull myself out.  And then work out the Butt Bomb.  I give it to his greedy mouth to lick clean…

*

“You know,” he says as I help him out of the sling.  “I have never had a man’s cock in my mouth until today.  Or tasted my ass on it.  I did it for you.”

“Did you like?”

Jamie just nods and laughs…

The full array of toys

A Group of Six (No, Make That Seven)

 Grand Rapids—October, 2022

I got the word at the last minute.  The host of the sex party I have written so often about on this site, was looking to start it up again, in a limited fashion.  It was still to be in Grand Rapids, but in someone else’s home.  He asked if I was available to attend—and if I could bring the sling and rimseat.  Naturally, I said ‘yes.’

It was right in the middle of the month, when the weather was still warm.  I packed the car and took off in the late afternoon. The trees along the highway were still a riot of reds and yellows. I found the new place easily, in a rather expensive looking neighborhood.  The host, short and dark, helped me carry things in.  The owner of the house was a good-looking man around my age.  He had closely cropped hair and was rather tall and thin. He had not attended any of the groups where I had been in attendance.  But he was eager.

I got things set up just as the rest of the men arrived.  I knew regular attendees Tim and Brad with their big thick cocks.  A blond man, early fifties and thickly built, was a newbie to sex in groups.  A regular fuck bud of the host’s, another man I didn’t know, was to arrive later.  A small group—but a good way to get back at it again…

 

“You all need to fuck me.”  The Host jumps in the sling.  I go to my knees and begin to suck on Brad’s thickening cock.  Tim goes to the floor to suck mine.  We all watch the Newbie grease up his dick and slide into the Host.  I watch Newbie’s face.  I can tell the moment the Host clamps down on his dick and begins to milk it.  His eyes grow big, and he begins to pant.  He starts to fuck him, hard, as the Owner twists his nipples.  The harder the twist—the harder he fucks into the host’s wet hole.:

The three of us regroup.  Tim sucks his partner and I try to take Tim into my mouth without scraping my teeth on his thick dick.  It has always been thick—but he’s been pumping it lately—and it is even thicker and more of a mouthful.

I notice the Owner is now up the Host.  Newbie stands by and returns the nipple stimulation.  The Owner is fucking with an easy, purposeful stroke.  It makes the man in the sling beg for it: “Fuck me harder,” he moans.  And he does, making the chains rattle.

The Owner pulls out.  “He’s ready for the bigger dicks.”

Tim goes first, that fat cock super-sizing his hole. 

Then I fuck him.

And finally, Brad.  The other men stand and stroke to our fucking the small man in the sling.

“You should get in the sling,” Newbie says to the Owner.

“I thought I was gonna top all afternoon,” he says, but he’s leaning against the sling frame and letting Newbie finger fuck his ass.  I get him into the sling and let Newbie fuck him first.  Then I do.  Others have gone to the bed.  Tim, on all fours, has his partner up his ass.  The Host crawls under him to lick the long dick as it fucks into Tim.  Soon the three of us at the sling, go over and join the men on the bed.  I rim and fuck all three holes available to me, each juicier than the last.

“Eat my ass like that,” says Newbie.  He has come up behind me as I slide into the Owner’s hot butt, after licking his ass thoroughly.

I keep fucking, but nod to Newbie.  He moves to cradle me from behind and starts playing with my hole, sure I will let him in.  I keep batting his probing finger away.  The man I’m fucking asks for a break.  I pull out and turn to Newbie. “I’ll rim you either in the sling or on the rimseat.”

“I’ve never been in a sling…”

We go over and I get him up and in the stirrups.  I kneel and look at his pale, hairless ass.  I pull apart the cheeks—and my tongue connects with his hole. 

“Fuck, yes…” he croons.  I lick the crack a lot and then begin fucking him with my tongue.  He jerks his cock.  Faster and faster.  The Host comes over and his mouth replaces the man’s hand.   Newbie groans.   Brad joins us, sticking his long dick in Newbie’s mouth.  It’s too much.  He yelps and begs us to stop or he’ll cum too soon…

*

We are 30 minutes into playing.  We are all back on the bed…three tops, going from hole to hole.  The friend of the host arrives.  He strips down.  The six of us are all 55 and up.  The new man is a good 15 years younger.  And very good looking.  He comes, naked and built to the foot of bed.  Every man in the room is all over him.  He just stands there—letting six men fondle, suck and tongue him. 

He is all top.  He samples all the available asses with his slightly above average endowment.

While he fucks Tim, I line up behind him so his butt pushes against my tongue on his backstroke.  He groans.  “You have to really eat my ass out.”

I let him finish his fuck.  He comes right to me, the moment he pulls out of Tim.  I help him into the sling.  I rim.  All the others ring him as he lays there, squirming.   Hands and tongues are everywhere on his body.  Nipples, mouth, cock, ass.  Mr. Hot Looking is groaning, well whenever there isn’t a tongue or dick in his mouth. 

For a man who doesn’t get fucked, his hole is opening. Opening easily.  My tongue is going deeper and deeper into him.  He pants and twist his balls, pleading for the man on his cock to slow down.

A phone goes off.  Newbie has to leave.  For what ever reason, other men follow his lead. 

Suddenly, I am alone with the Owner and the Host.  And they are picking things up.

I don’t think anyone has gotten off.

I pack up and drive home, still needing relief…

*

(It was a good time—I just needed that last five minutes in somebody…)

Dave Gets Some More Frozen Loads

 My Playroom—August, 2022

The sling was still in the duffel bag from going to Ross’ house.  The moment that I heard Dave was on the road to my place, I went downstairs and set it up.  Naked.  (And taking this picture, which I rather like.) 

I put the towels under the equipment.  All while tanking up for a wet session.

Dave had cancelled the other week with some sort of home emergency.  I had already been to the bookstore to harvest some extra cum.  A condom, with the lone load I could tease out of a dick on that trip, was still in the freezer.  Next to it was a second frozen load I had recently whacked out to some new porn.  I wanted both of them up Dave—and knew he’d want them, too.  For regular lube, I melted the coconut oil and got it downstairs.  All while thinking what I might do to Dave’s ass…

 

Dave is downstairs.  I strip up in my bedroom and go down in my jock and boots.  He kneels as I walk in the room, right at the foot of the fuck bench. 

“You want this cock?”

It’s rhetorical.  He is already mouthing the jock pouch, grunting and murmuring about how it smells of sex and piss.  My dick is soon down his throat.  He takes me to the root, choking, to get some deep throat spittle on my cock.  When my dick is wet and slippery, I tell him to get on the bench.  He moves in place.  I find the coconut oil and then kneel behind his full ass.  My tongue finds his hole and drills into him.  It flowers open at my touch.  I smear some of his spittle on it and poke it into place with my tongue.  I grease my dick as I eat him out, spitting more and more of our combined spit into him.

I stand.  I slide in.  Relentlessly.  Until I bottom out.  Dave pants.  But he takes it.  He even gives me a “Fuck, yeah!” as he feels my tangle of pubes grind against his hole.  I begin a languid fuck stroke.  Slow and easy.  I drool some more spit down onto my engorged cock.  I watch it disappear into Dave’s hungry ass. 

I pull out.  “Clean me,” I tell him as I move to his mouth.  I love the bench for going from one hole to the other.  He cleans me ravenously, catching sight of himself in the mirror.  For just a millisecond he pauses to really see his mouth stretched wide cleaning the cock straight from his ass.  He grunts and goes back to giving me expert oral service.

I move around and go up his hole—now with just his spittle as lube.  There is little difference as his ass is making lube to help with the intruder.  Suddenly my left leg goes up in front of his left knee.  I continue the fuck.

“Damn, that’s deeper,” he groans.

And it is.  Wonderfully so.  I work it slowly until his second hole opens for my flaring cock head.  Now I pick up speed until he is moaning in time with my thrusts…

*

I adjust the stirrups on the sling chain to give him a more comfortable angle for his legs.  I kneel and spend a long time eating his freshly fucked hole.   Eventually I stand and fuck him some more.  I give him the chance to taste his ass on my dick, though it is not as easy here as on the bench.  But he wants it—and contorts his body around to clean me of his ass jizz.

I fuck him some more.  I piss on his ass crack—letting some pool inside him.   I fuck it deeper.  And then kneel to eat it out.  I go back in and fuck him.  Then I pause, staying deep inside of him.  “Feel like eating my ass?”

He does.  We change places.  He sits on the fisting chair and devours my hole.  I do a hit of poppers and let him feast away.  When my head clears, I think hard and splash some piss up in the air.  It lands on my balls and runs down my ass crack.  He licks me clean reveling in the additional flavor.

“I have some extra loads for you.”

This stops him mid-lick.  He helps me out and I go find them in the freezer.  He’s already back in the sling and stirrups, all on his own, before I’m back with the two condoms.  “This one is from the bookstore…” I turn the condom inside out right next to his hole and push the frozen hunk of sperm into him. 

Dave groans.

“This one is all me.”  I do the same with my bigger load.  My finger follows into his abused ass and pokes them both deeper.  I replace my index finger with my dick.  I feel them already beginning to melt.   I fuck him hard.  I pull out and let him taste the cum on my dick.  He licks up every drop he can find on my cock.

I go back and kneel to felch a little.  I can’t get much.  But just enough to make my dick even harder.  I fuck Dave hard enough to make the sling frame move in rhythm with me.

“I want to eat your ass again,” he tells me.  I am fine with that—but suggest the rimseat for variety.  He goes under and I sit on it. His tongue invades—deeper than he’s ever been in me. I give a sharp intake of breath—and then relax. 

“Take a hit,” he mumbles.  I reach for the poppers.  They do the job—and I begin babbling about how it feels and how deep I am going to breed him.  When I come down from the mists, I know I am actually ready to breed.  I give him a few more minutes of butt licking, before I stand and order him to the bench.

Once Dave is in place, it’s my turn for a quick lick of his leaking hole.  The frozen cum leaking from him is turning me on even more.  I stand up and fuck him hard.  Almost instantly, I shoot a mini-load, without the full on every-nerve-vibrating feel.  I pull out and lick up the leakage, which is now a steady drip.  I am still hard.  My cock very red.  I rear up and plunge in.  This time I explode with every fiber of my being.  I empty my balls fully into his spasming hole…

IML Sunday Night: An Orgy and A Breeding

 (Sorry for the delay…)

Chicago—May, 2022

After Zane left, Cowboy Boots and I had dinner together.  As we waited for our Thai to arrive, I told him about an ad I’d seen on BBRT.  The host wanted to do an actual sex party in a dimly lit room—not just host as a cumdump.  We were excited.  This is what we were missing on this weekend.  I had stumbled on it once, but I wanted another session.

When we got back from dinner—I got the details from the host.  It wouldn’t be long, maybe 90 minutes.  We were to be there within 10 minutes of the start time.  He was looking for all types of men and all positions.   Cowboy Boots and I cleaned up and went downstairs at the appropriate time…

 

The door is propped open.  There are five men just beginning to fuck.  The host, a beefy guy in his late 30’s or early 40’s waves us in.  He looks familiar.  (I later find out that we had fucked at the Nasty Kink Pigs’ Parties at CLAW several years ago.)  He goes back to sucking the dick of the youngest man there, a cub in his 20’s.  A 50-ish Top is stroking himself, watching the scene—I realize it is this man’s load I’d fucked in with the cumdump I bred on Thursday.  A 30-ish guy with a great Mohawk and a PA, is getting fucked by porn guy Steve Sommers.  (Steve and I had played (with Derrick and Jacob) a few IML’s ago.)  Steve is hairy and hot.

Cowboy Boots strips and gets on all fours on the double bed.  The Top is drawn to his hot ass.  He kneels and begins rimming him.  The host, never taking the young one’s cock out of his mouth, moves to all fours so his ass is available to me.  Perfect.  I kneel and rim.  We are directly across the bed from Cowboy Boots.  As his Top rises to fuck him, so do I.  I sink into the host.  He makes the sexist groan around the young cock in his mouth.

Steve pulls out of Mohawk.  Mohawk swivels around and cleans his ass juices off Steve.  I fuck the Host harder.  I love the sound of my hips on his wet ass.   CB’s Top pulls out.  So do I.  We nod at each other and walk around the bed to switch holes.  We both go to our knees to taste the new holes in front of us.  Soon we are plowing away with our different men.

Mohawk is as versatile as Steve.  He gets Steve bent over and eats him out.  I watch as I fuck.  Soon he stands and sinks into Steve.  Now there are three of us fucking on three sides of the bed.

More men come in—a couple I’ve seen at the side by side cumdumps.  (Again, one man plays—the other strokes, watching his BF fuck.)  The young guy moves from getting his cock sucked, to sucking the new arrival. 

A third man enters.  He is already hard.  I let him fuck CB.  I kneel behind Mohawk and lick his ass crack on the backstroke.  He groans and calls me a pig.  He pulls out of Steve, steps to the side and pushes my face into the hairy crack he’s just been fucking.  He holds my head in place—telling me to lick it all up. He finally lets go, telling me to fuck him with my big dick.

I rear up and push my cock into Steve.  He groans and tells me it’s bigger than he remembered.  “You need to take it, too,” he tells Mohawk.  This makes me fuck Steve harder.  So much so he asks for a breather.

The new men are fucking the Host and Cowboy Boots—trading off.  The young one sucks any and every available cock.

“Let me suck that thing,” Mohawk grunts out.  He goes to his knees and tastes Steve’s ass juices all over my cock.  I watch him jerk himself, his PA flopping, as he sucks me.  He stands and slides into Steve once more.  He holds, all his inches buried in the hairy ass, reaches back and spreads his ass cheeks.  “Now fuck me,” he commands.  I slide into him.  I stand still and let him do the work of fucking into Steve and back on me. 

Soon he pulls out of Steve who rolls away to go fuck CB.  I fuck Mohawk hard and fast.  When I stop, I take his dick in my mouth.  His PA is big, but not so big it gets in the way of my tongue.  I love the sound of the slight clink on my teeth.

We are a fucking free for all now.  The Top fucks Steve and Mohawk.  I go back to the Host and CB.  I clean dicks as they present themselves.  I do something with every man, but the voyeur boyfriend.

Now the Host, with no new people arriving, calls time on us.  We reluctantly pull our selves together and leave, all wishing we could have stayed longer…

*

Late Night

I work on my computer, typing up the notes for the day.  Cowboy Boots is entertaining in the bedroom, a tall, built Black man.  On a whim I check in on them.

“You giving me your ass, too?” the visitor asks. 

“Naw—but I want to suck your dick when you pull out.”

I take out my dick and stroke as I kneel by the man fucking CB.  “That’s hot,” he sighs.  I watch his cock split Cowboy Boots open.  His cock is the same size as mine—but in dark ebony hues.  He pulls out and lets me suck him clean.  He plows back into Cowboy Boots.

“Fuck,” he groans.  “I’m gonna cum—you gonna eat that, too?”

I nod.

He shoots, deep in CB.  He marinates a long time.  Finally, I get to clean his less sensitive cock.

“Fuck him,” he urges me. 

I stand up and slide into the man’s cream pie deep in Cowboy Boots.  I fuck a few strokes—and it sends me over the edge…

*

A few random IML notes:

I did get a note on BBRT I was unable to follow up on:

  “I saw you in elevator last night and a huge fan of your blog.  Would love to come suck you.” 

I think it was right after the piss party—and my cock was feeling spent—but now I wish I’d still met the reader.  Another time!

 

I also remember, on the first day of IML there were still non-leather folks in the hotel.  I took the elevator down to the lobby with a bunch of men in full gear—while I was in my street dress of jeans, with just my wrist band on.  A young mom and her 5 year old son got on, too.  The little boy’s eyes were huge as he stared up at all these leather men towering over him.  His gaze found me.  I smiled.  He looked at me—back at all the other guys—and back to me.  He mustered a timid smile—to a friendly face in that sea of leather clad legs... 

 

Detritus  from IML—Cowboy Boots’ cumdump sign/do not disturb sign, Fornication postcards, my Steamworks monthly pass, and the admission wrist band to the vendor mart…