Chicago House Party: "Well, Hello, Pigs!"

 Chicago—August, 2023

 

Zane had reached out to me to tell me that, for the first time in a long time, there would be a house party at his big house in Chicago.  He assured me I could come in to town a little early, nap and be ready for an all-night orgy.  I didn’t even need to help with the set up this time as a crew of guys in the group had already gotten covers on the furniture, lube set out, etc. 

I was excited.  This was the house where all four floors were pressed into service as the group numbered around 90 men.  The basement had two slings hung from the rafters and a large bed between them.  There was also a big couch stuck in the corner.  The main floor was for food and drink and you could park your bag of clothes by the front door.  There was a massage table set up on this floor, too, which proved quite popular.  On the second floor, the master bedroom was open for use.  I did bring my rimseat (as Zane and I wanted some time switching out on it) and it was set up there.  There was also a smaller bedroom, the one I usually stayed in, set up for play, with the bed in the middle of the room.  On the third floor was a sling in a stand and another double bed.

I arrived in good time.  Zane was at the back gate to greet me.  He introduced me to another house guest, a cute man in his late 30’s who was a friend the roommates.  We set up the rimseat and I napped, all but naked for my jock, in the small bedroom.  I was woken by the exploring tongue of Zane in my damp armpit.  We got each other hard—and then he left to do last minute things.  I showered, dressed in my boots and the now stained jock belonging to one of my readers. 

Voices and doorbells…it’s time.  I go down the stairs to find a bottle of water…

 

I find my water and take a swig from the bottle.  About 20 men are here so far; all ages, all types, all drinking and laughing, stripped down to jocks or underwear and an occasional harness.  The food is out—but I want to fuck.  I go back upstairs to see who might follow.

They are already there.  On the bed I just left is a Chicago fist bud I met years ago.  He is white, tall and lean, maybe 15 years younger than me.  A shorter Latino has him on all fours and is fucking him.

“You’re here!” pants out my buddy as I free my dick from the jock.  I kneel on the bed and feed him my hardening cock.  The Latino grins and pounds into him harder.

“You should fuck him now,” says the Latino, pulling out and showing me his short but thick piece of meat.  I move around and go to my knees.  My tongue connects with the first of dozens of asses I will feast on tonight.  My bud is a great self luber—his hole is wet and sweet.  I hear him slobbering over the cock that was just inside him.  I stand up and push in.  Gently.  His hole flowers open to take me easily.  I like seeing the Latino’s eyes widen as he sees all my inches disappear into the ass he opened so well.

I fuck.  Slow and easy, building a little in pace. 

I suggest we change holes again.  We do.  My bud ravenously licks me clean as the Latino goes up him again.  “You should know,” whispers my friend, “that he’s not just a top—he has a sweet ass.”  I nod and shut him up by fucking his face.

We switch again.  This time I clean the Latino’s cock before he let’s my friend suck it.  We both fuck into him in our respective holes.  “Come fuck him again.  I want to eat your ass on the back stroke.”

He moves around.  He slips into my friend and I kneel behind him.  He fucks easy, so as not to dislocate my jaw.  He pauses slightly on each backstroke to grind against my mouth.  We are all getting just what we want.

“Please fuck me—right now.”

I stand up.  The Latino has stopped moving.  I push into his tighter hole, about a third of my length.  I stand stock still.  “Do the work,” I command.  He does—fucking into the ass in front of him and taking me all the way on the backstroke.  My bud groans.  The Latino groans.  I begin to pant.  My bud goes from on his knees to flat on the bed.  We all go with him, still connected.  But now I’m in charge of drilling.  The Latino lies motionless and let’s me pound into him—which drives his dick into the ass under him.

“Well, hello, Pigs!”

A young white man, no more than 28, has entered.  He has shaggy, longer hair and a big hard cock.  We move so that I can keep fucking the Latino, but my friend worms out for under us to suck the young man.  I fuck the Latino, now on all fours.  My friend goes from sucking the new guy’s dick to rolling onto his back and taking him up his ass.

We fuck our respective bottoms side by side, both tops checking each other out.

“Let’s switch,” he says.  We pull out.  He sees my full length for the first time.  “Damn…” he says as he enters the Latino.  I just nod as I fuck my friend in this new position.

Another man arrives.  Our partners shift again.  The Latino is sucking the new guy.  Long Hair turns to me.  “Do you think we can DP him?” 

My bud is more than game.  I lie on my back.  He sits on my raging hardon, facing me.  Long Hair pokes at my cock, I can feel his wet head on my exposed shaft.  He pushes—and joins me, filling the wet ass for just a moment, but my cock plops out as he begins to fuck.

We try once again, with me nearer the edge of the bed.  Long Hair can now stand between my legs.  Again, he pokes at the hole filled with my cock, now deeper inside my thin bud.  And he goes in.  We all hold our breath.  He’s in so much deeper.  I can feel his cock rub against the underside of my dick.

Then he begins to move.  Shallow fucking at first.

Holy fuck!  This is the first DP in forever that actually feels good to me.  I feel this fullness of ass and the rubbing I so often with my egg headed toy—and here it is with real cock.  I just hold still and groan.

Long Hair is picking up the pace.  He is groaning.  My bud is whimpering in my ear as he is hammered by Long Hair.

“Fuck!  I’m going to cum.”

Fuck, I can feel his jizz coat my cock.  He holds in place a long time.

In all my years, I have never had a man shoot during a DP.  I love it.  When Long Hair finally pulls out, he brings his cock up to my bud to clean.  He does—and then he snowballs some to me.  We swap the jizz for a moment before I let him swallow it. 

“Sit on my face.”

I love Long Hair’s expression, as my bud sits down on top of my mouth to feed me the rest of the load, drop by drop…

 

And we are only an hour into the party…lots more to come.

*

The problem still exists on my computer.  I cannot go to anything with ‘blogspot.com’ in the address. Which is how I answer comments.   I am headed to the shop this afternoon.  I am thankful I can get to “the business side” of the blog.

UPDATE:  I should say that whatever the problem was, it got fixed 36 hours after it began.  It scared me--but so far, all is back to normal.

A Five Sex Pigs Rematch

 Lansing—November, 2021

The couple who I last wrote about in ‘Five Sex Pigs and a Voyeur’ contacted me again at the end of November.  This time it would be just the couple, me and anyone I wanted to bring.  I took a long shot and asked Keshaw to make the long trek up here.  He jumped at the chance to play with them again. 

By the time Keshawn had arrived at my house, I’d had a text from the hosts that their tatted friend from last time would be there, too.  It was now a Five Sex Pigs rematch.

Here is my quick description of the playroom and the players from last time: 

“I look around the space as I slipped out of my clothes.  There is a double bed and a sling suspended from the rafters.  The rimseat sits between the two.  There is a Jim Support fuck bench near the foot of the bed.  The men are hot and eager.  The couple is just under my age.  The top has a dick almost my length, but thicker.  The versatile, Tim, has a shorter, but thick cock and usually spends the first half of a session fucking and the last, taking it.  Their friend is heavily tatted and tops occasionally—but one of us is usually in his muscle butt.  Keshawn is eager to impress his hosts—his massive cock is hard and swinging.  I tuck my lube into my jock and join the others…”

Once again I am the last to join the men.  Top Host is lying on the bed.  Keshawn is sucking his cock—lubing it for his ass.  Tim is standing at the foot of the bed.  Hot Tats is on his knees swallowing his fat dick.  I go over and stand next to Tim.  We kiss.  Hot Tats now takes turns on both our cocks.  He holds them by the ball sacks, licking first one and then the other.

“Who wants to fuck me first,” he asks.

I tell him Tim should open his ass up for me.  He agrees and spits on Tim’s cock one more time. Hot Tats gets up and braces himself against the end of the bed.  He has a front row seat for Keshawn now lowering his ass down on Top Host’s big cock.  I watch Tim slowly push into Hot Tats—who grunts in such a way that you can feel every inch going in.  Tim fucks him—slowly.  Pulling almost all the way out on each stroke. 

While I wait my turn to fuck, I also watch Keshawn ride that rampant dick.  When he finally stands up, I am right there to lick Top Host’s ass flavored cock.

“Your turn.  Fuck him,” says Tim as he pulls out of Hot Tats.

I enter his wet hole for the first time today.  His ass lips are puffy already.  I love the look of them as they cling to my cock.  My dick loves it, too, as it hardens to its firmest.  I give Hot Tat’s every inch of my engorged flesh…

*

Later.

I have been in all three asses available to me. Repeatedly.  The five of us keep shifting from one man to another.  Usually it’s three of us together and another couple—but constantly changing up.  Sometimes the Top Host takes a longer breather to just watch the four of us couple up and fuck.  This inspires him to join one pair or another.  Hot Tats has topped a number of times today—so the pairings have even more variety.

I pull out of Tim.  The three versatile guy’s holes are wonderfully wet.  And I want them.  “Sit on my face,” I tell Tim.  I get under the rimseat and lower the seat.  Tim sits and his hole is spread open for my tonguing pleasure.  I spear up into him, lapping and licking and savoring his ass juice and the mix of precum.  His partner is suddenly astride my chest.  He must be feeding his dick to Tim.  The concentration of a dick in his mouth lets his hole relax—and I go in even deeper.

Tim is soon pulled up to be fucked.  Hot Tats sits in his place.  His hole is incredibly sloppy.  His ass lips, pronounced early on, are now very swollen.  I take a long time bathing them in my mouth.  I love the feel of them—and the more I soothe them, the wetter his hole becomes—it is a constant drip into my mouth.

Keshawn gives me head—and then sits on my dick as I eat out Hot Tats.  He sinks slowly down on me, squirming to get every last millimeter inside.  He slowly begins to bounce on me.  I can hear his grunts—and the squish of how juicy his ass has become.  When he finally has to stop riding me and stand up, Hot Tats stands as well—so Keshawn can take his place.

My tongue sinks into his juicy hole.  It’s like he has taken a load, there is so much ass jizz.  I happily suck and lick him clean…

*

I now have Keshawn in the sling.  His juicy ass turned me on so much I had to fuck.  I am battering his hole.  Tim watches then steps up on the long bench that fits under the sling.  He steps across Keshawn’s chest in the sling and stands astride him, facing me.  Just like he did last time he manages to sit on Keshawn’s raging hardon as I fuck Keshawn.  Tim bounces lightly and I fuck hard.

“Let me try it the other way.”  Tim stands up, letting Keshawn’s big cock leave his hole.  He goes to one side, turns around and steps across again.  This time, Tim’s ass is right in my face.  I lick his hole and fuck Keshawn at the same time.  He lets me do that for a moment, then sits on the big cock below him.  He rides Keshawn again while I continue the fuck.

“Do you think you can DP me?”

It takes a moment to sink in.  Then I pull out of Keshawn.  Tim leans forward.  I can see his hole filled with that beautiful, big ebony colored cock.  Can he really take mine, too?  I re-lube.  I slide my dick head along Keshawn cock.  It nudges Tim’s hole.  I push slightly.  His hole gives.  I push again.  My cock head disappears inside.  Then more of my shaft.  Neither of the other men move.  I begin a shallow fuck into Tim.  He groans.  Keshawn moans.  I mutter under my breath—it’s an incredible mind fuck.  I push a little harder and more of my cock is sucked in. 

The other two men have stopped fucking and come to watch.

“Take it,” it says Hot Tats.

“That’s so hot,” growls Top Host.

I now have two thirds of my cock in Tim alongside almost all of Keshawn’s bigger dick.  I continue fucking.  It is incredibly tight.  I love how it feels on my cock.

And just as fast as it happened, Tim moves a little and Keshawn falls out.  Tim stands up on the bench, pulling me out.  His partner helps him down and leads him to the bed to fuck him.  Hot Tats is so turned on he asks to fuck Keshawn.  I let him get inside him, before I move behind him and get in Hot Tat’s ass as he fucks the younger man.

And I stay there until we both get off…

Re-Post: Sex Party (in two parts)

I am sorry I have been away for so long.  Work picked up.  It certainly wasn’t sex getting in the way…

So here is a quick a re-post.  It is a two part-er about attending a hot house party.  This host opened his entire home so for a monthly sex party—during the summer and fall.  Attendance was great—sometimes as many as 80 men came in and stripped for action.  He stopped throwing them last year.  I really missed it, so it was good to re-read this. 

Here is the first part of:   SexParty—the DP

And here is the conclusion:  Sex Party—Young Ass in the Dark Area.

Enjoy!

Breeding Tim for Brendan.

North of Me—February, 2019

I took a week before I even wanted to have sex again after the rather shitty bookstore experience.  But by the next weekend I got the perfect invite to get back in the saddle, well, perhaps for me, to get back in the hole.  A couple, who are regulars at the monthly gathering we attend in Grand Rapids, wondered if I would like to come to their home.  It was great timing.  I owed them a visit—as they had visited the playroom right after we first met.  I said yes.

I don’t believe I used names when just the three of us played.  I know I always refer to them as “the couple” when I write about the group.  I rang the bell at the front door of their beautiful home.  The vers/bottom, Tim, opened the door.  He took the rimseat, in its elegant garbage bag and I set down my gym bag.  Tim got me some water as I looked around the art in the large living room.  He’s good looking, a head shorter than I and a few years younger.  Tim’s fit, smooth and loves his leather harness. 

Brendan came in, fresh from cleaning up.  He is my age, almost to the month.  Just as tall.  Just as slimly built—but he has a hairy chest I would kill for—and is just as hung.  I might be a millimeter longer—but I know his dick is fatter when he’s fully engorged.  The three of us chatted for a bit, as they sipped on cocktails and I took several long pulls on my water bottle.

We headed for the master bedroom.  They have set up a sling to the left of the king-sized bed.  I added the rimseat to the right and began to strip down.  Brendan was naked now, Tim had on a jock and his leather harness.  I was in the Fukd jock and my boots…

Tim is on his knees.  He pulls my thickening cock out of the jock.  He sucks me, deep into his throat.  Brendan lies on the bed, his eyes glued to his partner sucking the head of my dick.  Tim swallows me repeatedly.  About 2/3 of the way down each time.  Brendan slithers off the bed.  He embraces me.  We kiss.  Tim goes from dick to dick.  For the first of many times, Brendan inhales deeply to get the scent of my pits.  I can see him harden up by doing it.

We all take turns on our knees, but Tim stays put down so it becomes two mouths on my dick.  They do the wonderful one mouth on each side of my cock, licking in tandem.  I replace Brendan and suck his dick—and that’s when I’m reminded about his thickness.  I can’t cover all my teeth properly. 

I have some precum in my mouth.  I motion Tim to get on his knees on the end of the bed.  He does, grinning, and I burrow into his hole for the first of countless times this afternoon.  I make sure the precum helps lube him and leave lots of other spit in his ass. 

“Open him up.  Get him ready for me to fuck.”

Tim grunts out a “Fuck me…but go slow.”

I stand up.  My dick slaps his wet ass crack.  I push in.  He easily takes my mushroom head.  I slow down for the shaft.  Brendan moves around to watch every inch split open his boy.  I bury my cock to the hilt.  I pull out.  Brendan bends and licks the shaft as I pause before I slide it back up Tim’s ass.  It sets the tone of the session—everything is about ass to mouth.  We all love it, crave it.  And two big dicks keep demanding to be cleaned by some willing mouth.

I fuck Tim for quite a bit.  When Brendan doesn’t go right in after me, I suggest Tim ride me.  I lay back in the middle of the big bed.  Tim sucks me.  Brendan sucks me.  Tim slides down my dick, then leans towards me giving Brendan lots of room to lick my balls and the shaft that is exposed from Tim’s ass.  When Brendan comes up to kiss me, Tim begins slamming himself down on my cock.  Over and over again—until his legs wear out.

This time Brendan fucks him.  It’s my turn to watch that thick shaft squeeze into his partner.  And to clean Brendan’s cock when he’s done.

We move to the sling.  I rim Tim for what seems like forever.  I can’t get over how good he tastes after another man’s cock has been in him.  And how much looser his hole is now.  I lick and suck and swallow.  I fuck him hard.  No chains to rattle here—they have the canvas straps.

I let Brendan take a turn in Tim, getting under the sling so I can lick his cock on the back stroke.  He loves this.  He fucks Tim very slowly to savor the feel of my tongue on his wet dick.

We take a break—all taking huge swigs of water to refresh our palettes.  I get under the rimseat.  Tim sits on it.  The seat spreads his hole to perfection.  I tunnel up into him.  He squirms and jerks his cock. 

“Stand up,” says Brendan.

Tim does.  Brendan is behind him.  He fucks him for a few strokes, right above me and in my line of vision.  He pulls out and Tim sits down.  Brendan has juiced the hole perfectly.  I slobber up into it.

“Once more.”

They repeat the process.  I burrow back up into Tim’s ass-juice dripping butt hole…

*****

We break again.

“I think we should try a DP,” suggests Brendan.

I lie down on the middle of the bed, but with my legs hanging off to the floor. Tim sits on my cock and leans so we are chest to chest.  Brendan moves in.  I can feel his big cock head poking at us.  And then he’s in.  It doesn’t last long, but it is intense for all three of us.

Tim needs a moment.  I ask Brendan if I can rim him—something I’ve never done.  He chooses the sling.  He is slight hesitant about getting into it.  The moment my tongue touches his tight pucker he gives in to the sensation.  He jerks with abandon as I enjoy his tight hole.  Tim watches us, intently.

“So hot…” he moans, as he jerks, too.

I really want to fuck.  The men change places.  I don’t eat Tim’s hole this time, past a quick wetting.  I slide in.  I am so ready to cum after not having shot for over a week.

“Can I breed your boy?”

“Fuck, yes.  I want to fuck him with your load.”  Brendan sits on the bed, all eyes on us in the sling.  He watches every move I make.  “Load him up for me.”

That’s all I need to hear.  I pick up the pace and shoot a massive load into Tim.  I grab the top of the sling frame and hold on.  Brendan gets up.  I feel him behind me.  I swear he really wants to fuck me while I’m still in his boy.  I pull out, really slowly.  He bends and cleans my dick.  Most of my load is so deep in Tim, that there is not much clinging to my shaft.

I step to the side and Brendan sticks his dick in his boy.  “Fuck!  Yes…” and he begins to fuck, using my seed for lube.  He fucks hard and fast, until he mixes his load with mine deep inside Tim.

CLAW Day Two: Afternoon Double Fuck

Cleveland—April, 2015

My roommate, Roger, wasn’t due in until dinner time on Friday.  I had a lazy morning of breakfasting at the hotel and getting the room set up with the sling, etc.  I took some items to the main hotel to be sold in the silent auction to help the CLAW charities. I ate lunch, I wrote up the post about the Cum Dump from the night before…and that made me horned.  I was ready for more.

There were three men who had talked to be before I arrived: 

A Puerto Rican Cub

The lithe Black man I had helped gangbang last year

A man who had the most beautiful tribal tattoos I’d ever seen.

All had given me phone numbers to text them.

I started at the top of the list.

The Cub was ready and willing.  His room was unavailable.  I volunteered to pick him up (avoiding the long shuttle bus times) and play in my sling.  As I was leaving the parking lot my phone went off.  Would I be ok with a three way?  Of course.  He gave me a room number. 

I continued to the host hotel.  It took forever to find parking but I was soon in the elevator and found the room.  It was literally across the corridor from where I was last night.

I knock. 

The young Black man who was at the cum dump party last night answers.  “He’s in here.  He just took a load.”

A tall, massive Black man is standing in the middle of the cluttered room, toweling his better than average dick dry.  “I shot a big old load up there.”  He gestures to the man on all fours on the bed.  

“Have fun.” 

The full tan ass looks just like his pictures.  As the massive man dresses, I get on my knees and begin licking the dripping butt.  The young Black clambers up on the bed and feeds his cock to the Puerto Rican.  PR is a text book Cub; he’s chunky but hot chunky.  Maybe 35, furry, tatted, and cock hungry.

The other top is slender, younger than the Cub, has a nice dick and, as I soon learn, into everything I love.

I give one last lick to his cummy hole and get naked.  The other top comes around and dives in.  He felches.  He obviously loves it every bit as much as I do.  When I am done stripping, I kneel beside him.  He gives me a long, lingering and cum soaked kiss.  Oh, fuck yes…

“I want to see you fuck him.” 

I stand and insert. 

The Cub grunts and reaches for the poppers.  I look down.  I can’t believe what I’m feeling.  The other top’s mouth is plastered under my cock, licking it with each stroke I take.  Fuck, it feels good.  The top soon stands up and kisses me with all the juices he’s collected.   He tastes even better.

I let him fuck.  I eat the top’s ass on the back stroke.  I share the acrid taste on my tongue with him.  It makes him fuck the Cub harder.

It becomes more and more about our mouths—with our dicks happening to be in a hot, wet ass. 

We clean each other’s cocks.  We lick sweaty pits.  We rim each other.  But always in conjunction with one cock or the other in the Cub’s hole.

“Let’s double fuck him.”  The top slaps the mattress, right by edge, indicating that’s where he wants me.  I lie on my back.  The cub gets a knee on either side of my chest and lowers himself down on my slick cock.  He bounces.  The top slows him down and pushes into the already filled hole.  With all the cum still in there, he slides right along the underside of my cock.

I lie still and let him do all the pumping.  And it works.  Most DP’s are clumsy and hot for about two seconds before one or the other cock pops out.  Not this one.  We are both rock hard.  The Cub is moaning about how he can’t believe how full he is.  And he is.  His ass is now so tight, I wonder if the two of us might shoot.  It is an incredible mind fuck moment for all three of us.

It finally has to end.  The top pulls out.  The Cub rolls off me.  The top sucks my dick of every drop of cum and ass juice.  He brings it all up to my mouth and kisses me.  I melt…

“Is that the time?”  The Cub looks at the bedside clock.  It’s an hour ahead.  “I have to volunteer at 5 o’clock.”

We nod and stick out cocks back in him.  I’m in his ass, with the Cub on his back.  I can stand and pile drive into him.  His hand jerks his own dick.  In moments, I am fucking the jizz out of him.  There is a spurt with every thrust of mine.  The other top leans down and catches most of it on his face.  I mop up what he’s not wearing, and smear it on my cock and fuck it into the Cub.

We finally let him shower.  The top and I make out.  We take turns sitting on each other’s faces.  Eventually I get him off in my mouth.

And he goes to clean up to do his volunteering stint for the weekend.

I dress.

On a whim, and because my balls are so heavy, I text the lithe Black man I gangbanged last year.

He would love to meet.  I do down one floor.

We kiss in the door.  “This has to be fast,” he tells me.  “Dinner plans.”

I eat his hole. 

I fuck and unload in plenty of time to keep him right on schedule.

Sex Party--the DP

Northwest Indiana—August, 2014

I’d been there before.  But it had been a while since I attended one of his monthly parties.  The host opens his home once a month to a large group of men.  His split level home makes for a great play space.  When I arrived, about an hour after the start time, I followed the direction of the sign on the door:  “Walk In and Strip.”   I did just that in the living room.  Across the way there was a handy couch in front of a television playing porn, but no one was there watching.  I went downstairs.  There was a crowd of men standing around the bar, ignoring the guys sucking each other on the hide-a-bed nearby.  I said hello and continued scouting out the set up.  I passed the two hole gloryhole set up under the stairs.  Tuning a corner, I found several overstuffed couches for play and big screen porn watching.  Behind that, was an open area that seemed to function as a dark(er) room.  No one was there either.  I went back upstairs. 

There was another hide-a-bed near the head of the stairs, this one empty.  I saw a number of men out on the enclosed patio smoking the air blue.  I waved to the host in the kitchen where he had all sorts of food set out.  I went down the hall to the guest room.  Bingo.  There were three men fucking on the bed.

I have had the bottom before.  He is a slight, rather short man, about my age, with some grey in his hair and with one nipple pierced.  He is astride a much younger man.  This man, sprawled on the bed, is rather cubbish in build and hairy in all the right places.  He has a very full and long goatee.  He looks like he parked his Harley outside.  He also has a long and thin cock.  There is a young man standing on the bed, one leg on either side of Harley.  His cock is either in the mouth of the bottom—or slapping at the bottom’s face. 

I stand to the side, get my cock out of my jock and start to stroke it.  I take a long pull on the bottle of water I have brought with me.  I set it down on the night stand.  The young man looks at my cock.  He steps carefully off the bed, leaving the others still fucking.

“Let me help you with that.”  The young man kneels in front of me and sucks me to full hardness in a matter of moments.  “Now go fuck that whore,” he tells me as he gets up and leaves the room.  I look at the cock entering the man.  There’s no condom on it…though those supplies are littered around the house.  I crawl between the top’s legs and lick the underside of the shaft as he fucks.  He groans, deep in the back of his throat.

“Bring that big dick up here and put it in my mouth,” the bottom tells me.  It’s my turn to stand stride the top’s chest and feed my cock into the man bouncing on his dick.

“Now that’s a cock!”  It’s the top speaking, staring straight up at the column of flesh I’m feeding the cock whore.   “Get off me,” he tells the bottom, “and let me see that monster fuck you.”

I step down and the bottom pulls off the cock in him.  He moves over, on all fours and lines himself up with me.  Harley stays right where he was, stroking and watching the two of us.  I kneel for a moment and taste the hole presented to me.  I love how wet it is on my tongue.  I don’t think he has a load in him, but I can definitely taste Harley’s precum.  I stand up.  My cock pushes into him.  Easily.  Like it was made for me.  Harley has opened him well.  My pubes are grinding against him on the first entry. 

The host walks in.  “You waste no time.”  He smiles at me.  “Fuck him hard.  Let me hear you.”  I don’t need much encouragement.  I pull most of the way out and start a hard driving fuck.  My hips smack his upturned ass enough to create a good slapping sound.

It draws a crowd for about 10 seconds.  “You dirty boys,” says some queenie young man in the doorway to the amusement of his two friends.  Then they go back to the free booze downstairs.  I fuck him noisily, locking eyes with the other top.  His hand moves faster over his cock. 

“Why don’t you take a turn?”

Harley nods and rolls off the bed.  He comes around and plugs the hole I just pulled out of.  I move around in front of the bottom and stick my wet dick in his mouth.  He cleans me thoroughly.  The thrusts from the other top push the bottom down the length of my cock.  Harley eventually stops fucking and indicates it’s my turn. 

I go back to fucking—he gets his cock cleaned.

We rotate again.

“I wish I could take both of you,” the bottom says rather wistfully, collapsing in a heap on the bed.  I just look at Harley.  He nods. 

I sprawl on the bed.  “Sit on me,” I tell the willing man.  He rides me wiling, not quite comprehending that we are about to try a DP.  I pull him down, so his chest is flat with mine.  My cock is still in his hole.  Harley moves behind us.  His cockhead presses against my shaft.

“Oh, my God….” trills the bottom.

Harley stabs at his hole again.  With a little pressure he slides right up the underside of my shaft and into the bottom’s stretched hole.

“Fuck!” shouts the bottom.

I grunt in concentration and Harley just holds in place.  Then he moves.  Just.  With the two cocks smashed together it feels wonderful and like he made a much bigger thrust.  He tries a little more—making sure he doesn’t pull out too far.  It’s one of the best DP’s I’ve done.  Our cocks fit together perfectly in this willing hole.  Harley keeps pumping.  I play anchor and hold still.

“Oh, my God!  I’ve never been so full.”  the bottom pants.  “I’ve dreamed…oh, shit.  Fuck me!!”

The bottom’s soft cock is spurting.  He is covering me with cum.  Harley just keeps fucking into him.  Finally the bottom asks us to stop.  We both pull out and the bottom collapses.

“That was incredible,” he sighs.

I grin and reach for a towel.  Harley stands and waits for me to finish mopping up before he says “Here” and sticks his ass slick cock in my mouth. 

We share hole the rest of the night…

Next time—Young ass in the dark room…

FTM Porn: The Bad Boy

West Side of Michigan—July, 2013

“I know you have no time,” the producer of the transmale porn site wrote me, “but I have a guy who’s moving away this month.  He wants to talk to you about doing a scene before he goes.”

I agreed to have a talk with the transman about seeing if we were compatible.  Within an hour I received a text arranging a time to have a phone chat.  It was a wary conversation at first. Michael was sure I either couldn’t or wouldn’t want to do the things that got him off.  “I like a guy to take charge.  To use me as he wants.”

I explained that was pretty much how I played.  I asked about kink.

"I’m open to about anything. I love that you have a sling.  I can be fisted in both holes.”

“How about watersports?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah.”

“Good.”

“I’ve always said just treat me like a sub gay man and we’ll both get what we need.”

We talked a little more and found we both had a three hour block of time to do it.  Early on a Sunday morning, I made the trip to the producer’s home.

The set-up is the same—the bed and the sling at the foot of it.  As it works out, Michael has no interest in doing anything on a bed.  To keep him happy, we simply start with me ordering him to the floor, and the hood goes on…

 

“Kneel.”  We are at the foot of the sling.  I am in my leathers—Michael is naked.  The camera is filming from Michael’s back.  I hand him the hood.  He needs to keep his face off the screen.  The black cloth goes over his head.  There are holes for his eyes and mouth.  “Now suck my cock.”

He opens wide and takes my helmet head into his mouth.  It is incredibly hot to see my cock go into this hooded man.  He is 34, maybe 5’ 8” with a nice body.  His hairy legs are folded under him.  His hands have gone instinctively behind his back.  I push deeper into his mouth.  My hands find his ears and hold him in place as I face fuck him.

I get the wrist restraints off the with sling chains.  I buckle his right wrist, then his left.

“In the sling.”

He hops in.  He knows his way around a sling.  I snap the restraints to the chains above his head.  I get his legs situated in the stirrups.  I let out a grunt of appreciation as I look at his two holes.  I kneel and lick at his t-cock.  He squirms and gasps.  I sink lower and explore his front hole with my tongue.  I dip lower and poke just as deep into his ass.  This makes him groan louder yet.

I am ready to fuck.  I stand up and slap my cock on his genital mound.  I deftly pull back and slide home into his front hole.

“Damn!”

I fuck deep for several strokes, pull out, slap my cock on his mound again and push my way back into the splayed hole.  After several more strokes, I pull out and bring it up to his mouth.  “Taste yourself.”  He does.  With obvious pleasure.  I move back around to the foot of the sling and sink my now wetter cock into him to the hilt.  I fuck for a long time—hard and fast, followed by languid strokes while I play with his t-cock, to just standing still and pulling the sling to me and then pushing it away.

I want to explore more of his ass.  I pull out of his front hole.  “You want some piss?”  I spray his ass with my hard cock, not waiting for a reply.  I then bury my face into the dripping hole.  I am pushing some of my piss into his ass with my tongue.  I lick it out and spit it back.  Soon my raw cock pushes into the drenched hole.   It’s tight, but he has control.  By the time I’m done, he has loosened up.

“I want you tighter.”  I grab the egg-headed dildo.  I rest it on him so he can see it.  I pour lube on it and cover the silicone toy.  I slap it against his t-cock.  It inches down his body until it is pushing into his front hole.  He gasps at the size of the head, but then the more slender shaft is easy to take.    I saw it in and out for a moment.  Then I leave it sticking obscenely out of his hole.  My cock is rock hard.  I slip it into his ass.

It feels so good.  I can feel the toy pushing against the thin membrane that separates the two holes. He is back to being incredibly tight.  It feels a lot like two dicks in the same hole.

“Cut.  I want that from below.”

I had almost forgotten he was there.  I pull out and we film my entry into his ass again, this time with the camera underneath.  He holds a small light in his other hand which puts out incredible amounts of heat.  I fuck him a lot in the ass. I can’t get over the feeling of fucking the hole with toy there, but not right in the same hole with me.

“Give him your fist.”  The director sets back up topside, off to the left.  We take a quick break.  When we are re-set, I grease my hands and go for his ass.  I work slowly—one, two three fingers.  Four and rotate.  But I can never quite get the bridge of the hand into him.

“Give it to me in my front hole.”

I re-lube.  I do the same progression, but my hand is easily taken to the wrist.  I move ever so slightly.  He reacts.  I touch his t-cock, with my other hand, keeping the one hand buried deep.  I keep it up until he gets off.

“We need your cum shot.  All over the front hole and stick it in after.”

I nod, checking with Michael.  He nods in full agreement.

I bend and lick the hole where my hand was—savoring the taste and the feel on my tongue. I rear up and shoot.  It’s a good sized load.  It coats the entire area.  I use my dick head to pull some down so I can sink it into the front hole.  The sensation of going in after I’ve shot is almost more than I can take.  I am on sensory overload, but I manage to pull out and scoop some more in with my cock.

“Cut.”

And another video shoot is done…

We clean up.

I get my check.  It’s the same bigger figure as last time, but he’s added travel money.  I could get used to this…

 

This shoot is still waiting to be edited, but there are several stills on the website:
http://www.transmaleerotica.com/main.html



Please Note:  As of 10/31/13 the film has been edited and is available for download from the website above.  I haven't seen it yet....

Meeting the Boy Friend

Marshall, MI  October, 2011

It only took a little over a year--and a couple more clandestine meetings with Dan--for him to invite me up to meet the Boy Friend. “Come fuck me tonight," said Dan when he called.  “Kerry really wants to meet you.   I want you two to DP me.  He told me he’ll felch your load.”  I smiled to my empty living room.  “I‘ll pack the sling,”  I volunteered.  “Naw, I have one now.  But bring your rim seat.  I think you two will really like each other.”   How could I say no?  I  hung up and got in the car…

We’re in the basement.  It’s a new house to me--Dan has obviously moved into Kerry’s home.  On one wall is a huge screen television--the projector is across the room behind the couch playing fairly new Treasure Island  porn.  Right at the base of the stairs is the new Fort Troff canvas sling package with a concave mirror attached to the top frame.  I set up the rim seat right next to it.  I throw down a tarp, a big towel over that and put the legs in the seat and add the pillow.  After all, we want a comfortable butt munch.  There is also a large square ottoman in the middle of the room, covered with several towels.  I strip.  The boys are in nothing but high end underwear.  Dan slips out of his, sits on the couch and absently starts kneading Kerry’s bulge through the fabric.  Kerry is late 30’s, so 8 to 10 years younger than Dan.  He is well built, about the same height and the bulge in his underwear is growing nicely.  Soon Dan peels them off for him, as I ditch my  clothes in a corner and sit on the other side of Dan.  His back is to me for he’s now fellating a nice sized cock.  Dan kneels on the couch-- making sure his ass is in the air towards me.  I lean over and stick my tongue up his tight-for-the-moment hole.  I turn to really get my tongue deep.   The pressure of my face pushes him deep on Kerry’s cock.  I stand up and beat my cock against Dan’s hole.  Kerry leans forward, grunts appreciatively and licks the head.  He looks up at me.  “I keep hearing about you.  Show me what you can do to his ass.”

Dan murmurs approval and I quickly kneel  again to lick the hole just a little more.  After all, we’re barely using lube.  Dan is now stroking Kerry’s cock.  He looks over his shoulder.

“Fuck me, stud.”   I stand.  My large cockhead is right in line with his pucker.  I press forward.  Dan’s hole opens and I slide in--all but effortlessly.  His ass clings to my cock.  I stay in place for just a bit.  Then slowly retreat. When just my head is left in his channel, Kerry leans forward again and licks the length of my cock.  A man after my own heart…

I set a steady pace.  For a time Kerry and I match rhythms--driving our cocks into him at the same time, one fore and one aft.  Soon Kerry rises and  comes around behind me. He presses his wet cock against my ass as his arms go around me and starts twisting my nipples.  I tense.  A cock near my ass always makes me clutch, but it’s soon evident that it’s resting there vertically not trying for entry.  Soon I suggest he take a turn.  I pull out.  Kerry steps to the side and engulfs my cock, making appreciative noises.  He soon rises and his seven or so inches disappears up Dan’s butt.  I start to take my cock around to Dan’s mouth, but he’s head down on the couch, lost in sensation.  I just watch and stroke.  Soon I sit on the ottoman.  If I move just right in the TV beam, Ian Jay is projected on my body.  Oh, I wish…

Dan gets up, kisses Kerry and sits on my cock.  He rides it.  Soon he bends towards me, sprawled on the ottoman.  Kerry pushes my legs together and straddles them.  His cock is about to enter Dan along with mine.  He’s lubed it.  It takes a moment, but he’s in with me--sharing the chute.  Dan has stopped bouncing, letting Kerry do all the movement. Dan groans.  It feels good to me too, for a few moments--the sudden tightness of hole, another hard cock stroking the underside of my shaft, the mixing of precum as Kerry copiously leaks onto my cock.  Then all to soon, Kerry fucks too actively and I’m pulled out of the hole.  I just hold Dan as Kerry pounds.  For a moment I think Kerry’s going to cum--but he slows and stops.

We stop for a moment.  Drink. Watch Ian Jay get loaded.  Then I get under the rim seat.   I suggest Kerry gets rimmed while Dan sits on my cock.  Kerry settles on my face.  There is always that ‘first time’ moment as my tongue goes into a new crack. The seat opens his hole, so I’m in deep very fast and stroking myself.  Dan bats my hand off my cock, and in an easy motion settles down on it.  This is as good as it gets for me-- a tight top ass on my face and an experienced bottom on my cock at the same time.  I let Dan ride, holding my hips still and concentrate on eating the ass above me.  He’s naturally smooth, with just a little hair in the crack.  I slobber into his hole.  He’s opened some poppers and seems to be passing them back and forth between them.  Both become more vocal.  After a long time, Kerry rises.  I think he may want to fuck Dan, but before I can say anything he is more concerned with freshening his cocktail.  I stay in position.

“Dan, let me taste what I did to your hole.”

Without hesitation, he pulls himself off my cock and up to the seat.  Heaven.  It’s a totally different feel on my tongue than when we started.  Softer.  Looser.  And the taste.  Tons of precum deposited  by two cocks.  And a copious amount of the most delicious natural lube.  I am lost in an over load of sensations.  Then I feel  my cock being stroked.  Ah, Kerry’s back.  I revel in not having to jerk as I eat.  Fuck, it’s suddenly not his hand.  He’s sitting on my dick.  His ass will not give at first.  I can hear the effort in his breathing.  I can feel his clenching hole against my cock head.  Suddenly he’s in and Kerry sits all the way down.

“Jesus, you’re big.”

My cock swells at the words.

“Shit.”

Kerry bounces with abandon as I go back to giving my full concentration on eating out Dan’s dripping hole.  After long minutes, the partners rise at the same time--my face is suddenly exposed and cold air hits my cock.  I raise the seat, sit up and…it all becomes awkward for a moment.  Kerry hasn't cleaned out or if he did, not enough.  I head to the sink--he’s off to hose out his insides.  The price of spontaneity.

When I return, Dan is in the sling.  I kneel, and eat his hole to get my erection back.  Pretty much one taste of dripping ass makes me rise to full rigidity.  I stand to fuck.  I am soon slamming into him.  He becomes verbal--a sign I recognize as my having gotten him to a very good place.  He begins that litany about how he’s a cum dump.  Kerry returns.  He crawls under the sling.  He contorts himself so his mouth connects with the underside of my cock and Dan’s hole.  The feeling is incredible. I will myself not to cum.  And I don’t.   I slow and invite Kerry into Dan’s hole.  But he’s a top no more.  He replaces Dan in the sling.

Dan looks at me.  “Fuck my boyfriend.”

It’s an easy entry now.  I fuck slowly.  Increase speed.  Dan sits on the couch watching the live porn.  He hit’s the poppers over there.  Kerry takes up the verbal barrage about wanting my cum up his ass.  Dilemma.  Who gets the load?

The rest of the evening is about who’s in the sling.   I alternate quite happily between two greedy asses.  Finally I know I’m close.  Dan is in the sling taking my long strokes, Kerry is under it again.  I bark at Kerry to stand up.  He does. I pull out of Dan, step back  and  push Kerry down into the sling so he and Dan are face to face.  Kerry is bent over holding on to the sides, Dan’s arms are around his boy friend.  I enter Kerry roughly.  He gasps.  I had been building up nicely.  And I let fly.  With piss.  Kerry thinks it’s cum at first.  He starts babbling about my seed.  He quickly realizes it’s piss as I continue and continue to hose down his hole.  I tell Dan just what I’m doing.  When the bladder is empty I fuck a little in the incredibly hot liquid.  He can’t take much and stands up.  I slip into Dan.  It takes just a few strokes and suddenly I’m the one who’s vocal.  I’m shooting my cum deep into his guts.  I hold for a long time, unable to move. But there’s Kerry.  He’s on his knees next to the sling.  He slowly pulls me back--exposing my cream covered cock.  His tongue snakes out.  Fuck, he’s cleaning my cock inch by exposed inch.  Soon I’m out and he swallows me whole.  I can’t take it.  I shove his face into his Boy Friends jizz dripping hole.  My knees buckle and I’m kneeling next to him, watching him eat it out.  He slowly becomes aware of me there.  He turns to me.  Our eyes lock.  He smiles a look of welcome and our mouths meet in a cum sloppy kiss.