Re-Post: Three Adventures with Ex-Military Ass...

So to sort of continue our military theme…

Clark.

A hot man.

For a time, he lived quite close to my tiny town.

He was ex-military, and not long out of it, working at a VA hospital.

He loved dick in his hole. 

Lots of it.

I took him up to the half bookstore/half bathhouse establishment, back when it was much smaller.

Here are three posts featuring Clark and his love of cock:

Loading Ex-Military Ass at the Bookstore  is HERE.

Felching That Ex-Military Ass is HERE where two tops trade off on him (with more pictures)

And finally, A Final Fuck is HERE as we return to an even better bookstore filling just before Clark leaves town.

My cock in Clark.

A Final Group Fuck--a fitting way to say goodbye to my ex-military man

Near home—April, 2013

He was going home.  My hot butted, ex-military guy, Clark, was leaving town at the end of the month for his home down South.  We had one weekend left to play.  We decided to go back to the bookstore/lounge/playspace.  It proved to be our best visit yet.

 The sexual energy is palpable from the moment we enter the darkened lounge.  The sling is still up, but unoccupied.  There are several men in the play cubicle.  Two guys are getting sucked by two men on the floor.  They stop the moment we round the corner.  I unbutton and push Clark to the floor.  I am in his mouth and getting hard.  The other men go back to sucking the dick in front of them.  One of the men reaches toward the chest of the other man getting sucked and gives his nipples a twist through the fabric of his t-shirt.

Clark is getting me very hard.  A shadow of a man appears beside us.  Even in the dark you can see he’s built.  He unzips, digs his cock out and begins stroking as he watches us.  I push Clark over to the new cock.  He doesn’t need much encouragement to start deep throating the newcomer.  I can see him a little better now—dark blond hair, maybe late 30’s, the chest showing hours of work at the gym through the cheap cotton fabric of his tee.  And this newcomer’s cock is definitely bigger than average.  I find that out first hand as I kneel beside Clark.  We trade his hot, wet meat back and forth. 

I am deep throating the guy.  Clark takes the opportunity to stand up and get out of his jeans.  The moment he has tossed his underwear on the floor, he pushes his bare ass towards the man.  The guy plays with Clarks’ butt for a moment, then he concentrates on the blowjob.  I stop sucking and pull Clark’s ass towards me.  I spit on his hole and then tongue it for a moment.

“Fuck me.”

I stand and get my big cock up him with no problem.  The newcomer is really stroking hard as he watches me plow Clark.  I turn Clark’s body slightly so the guy can get a better angle.  I look down at my swollen cock entering into the perfect cleft formed by Clark’s ass.  The guy reaches towards me and touches my nuts.  His hand travels back and feels for my hole.  I bat his hand away playfully.  He reaches back, more insistently, and tries to work his index finger into me.  I pull away.

“Fuck him.  Not me.”

Clark grabs my shoulders and again presents his ass to the stranger.  This time, with his cock hard and dripping, he manhandles it into Clark.  He fucks him hard.  I brace myself against the wall, so as not to be knocked backwards with his thrusts. 

“Shit that’s good.”  The man is fucking harder and faster.   “I need to pull out.”  Thrust. Thrust.  “Or I’ll cum.”  Thrust. Thrust. “You want this cum?”

Clark doesn’t answer, but I am sure he’s squeezing his ass down on the man with all his might.

“Shit.”  I can just see the guy’s face contort in the half-light.  His body is jerking.  Clark milks him, then spins around to clean his cock and give me the loaded ass.  I drop to my knees and start reaming his ass out with my tongue.  I can only guess that the guy’s sensitive dick is being swabbed down by Clark’s tongue.

“Shit.”  The guy pulls out of Clark’s mouth and watches me eat his load from Clark’s ass.  “You guys are real pigs.”  He stuffs his cock back in his pants and leaves.

***

Clark has a cigarette. 

When he gets back he finds me sprawled on the fuck block, letting a slightly stocky Cub lick my nuts while the Cub’s boyfriend (thin, nicely defined, olive skinned and with jet black hair in all the right places) is taking my cock effortlessly to the root.  Clark jumps right in.  He crawls on the floor to get to the Cub’s thick cock.  Soon he’s on the Boyfriend’s longer, thinner dick. 

Then all four of us trade blow jobs.  A fifth guy joins.  He’s my age, a tall thin mostly top guy I recognize from the hook up sites.  He’s an avid cock sucker.  I really want to eat his ass, but I never quite get the chance. 

The other three go smoke.

“I saw your ad,” the tall guy says as we move out of the play area and sit by the never used fuckbench.  “Do you remember?  We met a long time ago at a motel party.”  I nod a ‘yes’ but I don’t remember.  “I really want to fuck your boy.”

“Good.”  I smile.  “He should be right back.”

But he’s not.

I’m sure he’s found something good.  Eventually the Cub comes to  find us.  “Come on.  We know the owners.  He lets us play back here.  He leads the way into a room with a large ‘Do Not Enter’ sign.  It’s an office.  And there, hunkered over in a chair is Clark getting plowed by the Boyfriend.  Clark beams. 

The Cub tells me how hot Clark’s ass is. 

I agree.

The boyfriend pulls out and asks me to fuck him.

I don’t hesitate to get my cock out.  The BF gets down on all fours on the stained rug.  I eat his hole.  It’s very hairy.  I am now dripping precum.  The Cub moves around to put his cock in his Boyfriend’s mouth. 

“Use lots of lube.”  I do.  I have to work to get in him, but it’s worth it.  His ass is super tight.  I have to work for every inch.  I look over.  Clark has the tall, thin top up his butt.  I watch them plow for a moment, then I concentrate on getting the last three inches up my man.   I’m home.  I hold for about a count of ten.  I begin a slow fuck rhythm.

“You are one big mother fucker.”  I ramp up the speed.  “Fuck yes!  Give it to me.”  Then he goes back to sucking.

The tall, thin top starts panting.  He drops a load up Clark.  He won’t let anyone clean his cock—though we are all willing.  I stop fucking and eat some out of Clark’s ass.  Then fuck in it for a moment.  Then the Boyfriend fucks Clark.  I clean some load off his cock with my tongue.  Then the Cub takes a turn.  Clark licks him clean as I go back to fucking the Boyfriend.

“Give me your load, you fucker.”  I am close.  I look over at Clark sucking the Cub. 

And I shoot.  I make more noise than I should in this office off the retail area, but none of us care at this moment.

I pull out and just sit down, hard, on the carpet.  The Boyfriend gets up.  He runs to the Cub.  It’s obviously a ritual for them.  The Cub gets on his knees.  I assume he’s going to felch my load, but I’m wrong.  The boyfriend, barely able to contain himself, jerks off all over the head and face of the Cub.  Clark rises and joins him, shooting a huge load on the Cub’ face and open mouth.

Names and phone numbers are exchanged.

Clark and I head home—sated.

***

“Maybe you can come visit.”  We are parked outside his motel. 

I nod. 

Then he tells me all the reasons why a visit to his place would be hard.

I think about kissing him goodbye, but the moment passes.

Maybe we’ll meet again.

Some year. 

He’s up and out of the car.  A quick wave, then he concentrates on the cigarette in his mouth, not on me.

 I start to wave but he’s turned to shelter the match from the wind, so I stop myself. 

I sigh.  Then grin.  And pull out of the lot and head home.

Felching That Ex-Military Ass

My Playroom—April, 2013

Clark, my young ex-military guy, and I wasted no time in meeting up again.  He was headed home at the end of the month.  He told me he how he lived and worked between two military bases near his home town.  He couldn’t wait to get back there, post a Craig’s List ad and get fucked by his former military brethren.  “On a good night, I can have hot Navy cream pouring out of my hole.”

I believed him.  He was hot.  He was talented—he knew how to work his ass. And he knew the guys.  “Maybe you could come visit me sometime,” he added.  “I’d love to have some of those guys over for you to felch.” 

I agreed.

For now, we made do with the other top in my tiny town.  He’s dependable and fun—and loves to share men as much as I do.  Cam is slightly older than I, though his profile says he’s younger.  He has a good sized cock and is in decent shape.  He had seen Clark online and really wanted to sample that ass.  We set up a time.

(I had gotten the fuckbench in the mail between the time we’d been up at the bookstore and now.  I’d gotten it pieced together.  We took the picture you’ve all seen of Clark astride it. 

I had slipped up his ass for a couple of minutes, but the bench really played no part in our scene—it was set too high for the significantly shorter Cam.)

We are naked.  Clark is on his knees going back and forth between our dicks—lavishing more attention on the new one.  Cam is hard.  Really hard.  He grasps Clark’s ears and fucks his mouth and throat.  I lean down and twist Clark’s nipples and, once he can breathe again, pull him onto my cock.  He swallows me effortlessly.  Clark pulls back and spits a huge glob of that deep throat spittle onto my cock, then Hoovers it down.

He gets up and kneels on the edge of the bed.  He wants dick in his hole.  I supply my tongue instead.  He groans as I work it deep.  Cam scoots in front of him for more head, splaying his legs on either side of Clark’s knees.  I don’t waste much time.  I have been up his hole briefly on the fuck bench.  Now I want to sink in deep and stay there.  I stand up and insert.  He feels great, as always.  His hole clutches at my cock, squeezing it down the entire length as I bottom out in his ass.  I hold for a moment.  Then I begin fucking. 

I am fucking hard enough that I push Clark forward onto Cam’s dick.  It’s Cam’s turn to groan.  After a time, he almost regretfully pulls Clark off his cock, and comes around to try his hole.  I pull out and let Cam in.  “Damn!”  Cam holds a long time.  I’m afraid he’s going to shoot on the spot.  Then he gets it together and starts slamming against Clark’s full butt.

When he’s done, I’m right there to clean Cam’s cock.  His rigid dick is a great mix of precum and ass lube.  I swallow greedily and enter him again.  Cam lies down at a right angle on the double bed, in front of Clark.  Clark swallows his cock, but it’s a rotten angle for him to take it deep.  I stop. 

“Sit on that dick.”

 Clark climbs on.  He loves to ride a good cock.  I watch and stroke.  I can’t resist kneeling down and sucking Cam’s balls, with that bouncing ass inches from my face.  Then my tongue is on the shaft as it is revealed on the upstroke.  My cock drools—I fucking love my face plastered against the men.  Clark calls me a “dirty fucker.”  But he loves it as much as I do.  It’s my turn to stop stroking—I’m that close.

Then it’s my turn for Clark to ride me.  He settles down onto me and grins at me from above.  Cam gets a hasty drink of water and watches my big cock cleave into the fullness of Clark’s ass.  The hole is milking me hard.  I meet his ass, fucking up as hard as he is bouncing on me.  Finally, he pulls up too high and I plop out of his hole.

We try the sling, after I lower it.  But it’s not doing it for us—Cam is still on his toes as he fucks and I’m doing deep knee bends

Clark jumps out and gets back on all fours, ass right at the edge of the bed.  Cam is up him instantly.  He fucks and suddenly stops.  He holds and holds.

“I was bad.  I just shot a load up there.”  Silently.  Without a sound of any kind.

He knows the drill better than anyone.  He pulls out slowly, the moment I kneel at Clark’s ass.  His cock goes right into my mouth.  It’s frothy with cum.  I clean him—every scrap of load goes down my throat.  I find a little on Cam’s balls and lick that off as well.  Then it’s the main course.  A strand of semen is leaking out of his ass.  I start low and scoop upward with my tongue, capturing it all.  My hands pull his cheeks slightly apart.  My tongue pushes into his hole.  Fuck—Cam shot big.  I lick and swallow a large amount.  I clean and savor it all. 

The rest of the clean-up starts slow.  I polish his hole with my constantly moving tongue inside and out to get all of the cum.   I swallow again.  I keep finding more.  My speed picks up as I stroke my cock and eat him out.

I’m there—on the brink.  Shit!  I stand up and push into Clark roughly, but just in time.   I glide home on the remnant of Cam’s load.  I unload, holding onto his ass for dear life….

“You don’t get to eat this one.  I want this one to go home in me.”

I am in total agreement.

Loading Ex-Military Ass at the Bookstore

Near My Home—April, 2013

“My boy and I will be back at the video club by 10pm tonight.  He wants both his holes used, while I will need to be serviced when he’s busy with others.  See you there.”

We were going back—back to the bookstore/video lounge/playspace in the biggest city near us.  Both of us wanted his ass used.  I really wanted to eat some load from that hot butt of his again.  I posted the ad on BBRT mid-day.  I proceeded to chat up a number of guys who I thought might like to use Clark.  After I’d picked him up at his residence motel, he told me he’d been texting to a few tops in the city.  Now, if they would just show up.

We walked in five minutes after 10pm.  The set-up had changed slightly.  The round table in the corner was still there for conversation.  There were still two televisions.  But no longer did one play straight porn, now both were gay—one rather vanilla and one rather leatherish.  The small cubicles had been taken down and a sling hung in that back corner.  The large cubicle with gloryholes was still there.  There was also a three foot high wooden cube against the back wall which was suitable for Clark to be bent over and plowed.

Maybe twelve guys were there:  a few to play, many to watch.  Clark went to have a cigarette and I had my cock sucked by an older man who had more enthusiasm than technique.

I sucked a hot guy from the local university.   He shot down my throat while his fists pounded on my shoulders and the wall behind me.

When I stood up, I found Clark around the corner, his mouth on a thick beer can of a dick.  When the guy moved off, Clark got up and joined me.  I smiled at him.

“Take your pants off.”

He did.

 

My tongue is up his butt.  I revel in his freshly showered taste, while counting on the fact I will taste the progression of dick after dick in his hole.  That thought makes my cock drool.  I stand up and swipe my cockhead down the valley of his ass.  Clark is naked but for his shoes, his clothes tucked neatly between the cube and the wall.  We’ve drawn a crowd to watch the fuck.  I bend to spit on his hole, then let a long strand of drool fall on my hard cock.  I coat myself with it.  And push into him.

“Fuck.  Yeah.”

I fuck him noisily.

The beer can dicked guy, who Clark was sucking earlier, pushes his way through the crowd and sticks it back in his mouth.  Our thrusts sync up.  We look at each other across the naked man, our hips pumping in rhythm.  I offer him Clark’s ass.  He looks down at my cock savaging Clark’s butt.  He nods, but as he pulls out of Clark’s mouth, he shoots.  His cum spurts all over the grubby, tiled floor.  Wasted.  He swats Clark on the back and moves off, shoving his dick in into his designer shorts and buttoning up his jeans.  I fuck for a time, then Clark wants a break.

I watch porn.  Idly jerking.

In no time, Clark is back from outdoors, with a fuckbud of mine.  Joe, is slight, with a generous cock.  He is just younger than I, and is happy to bottom for guys who are older than he, while he tops guys who are younger.  His hair is thinning.  His mouth is in a perpetual grin.  He has introduced himself to Clark outside.  Clark strips down again while Joe and I hug.  I suck his cock a bit.  As soon as Clark’s bent over the cube, I push Joe in his direction.  Joe stands back—a look of admiration for the furry butt in front of him is all over his face.  I’ve left a lot of spit on his cock and he enters Clark easily. 

“Oh, yeah,” sighs Joe.  “Where did you find him?”  I shrug as I move into Clark’s mouth.  Guys start filtering back to watch the live porn instead of the stuff on the tiny screens.  I let Clark take as much of me as he can down his throat.  His mouth is hot; his tongue is in constant motion around my flared cock head.  Joe has his head thrown back, as if he doesn’t dare watch his cock go up Clark’s grasping butt.  There are hands tweaking my nipples through my shirt and hands on my ass.  One of the spectators is kneeling, watching Joe’s cock open Clark up.

“Switch.”  I grunt the word.  Joe nods and pulls out.  He waits for me to get to him.  He knows I love to clean his cock when he pulls out of a hot, clean hole.  I am right there.  I take him to the root.  I love the taste of the hole I’d started rimming, now awash with precum, spit and ass lube.  As much as I love it, I don’t linger.  I stand up and slip my cock up him.  Joe pushes into Clark’s mouth at the same time.  Clark is in pig heaven.  He slurps noisily.  I hear someone shoot behind me, but I don’t know who or where.  We find a different kind of fuck rhythm—Joe is all the way in as I am pulling out.  Shit, this is exactly what I wanted.

“Let me back up him.”  I pull out and take the taste of his ass right to Clark’s mouth on my wet dick.  He greedily cleans my cock.  He pauses as Joe sinks home in his butt.  We fuck into him relentlessly.

We switch one more time before Clark asks for a breather.

I spend the break eating Joe’s ass.  Smoother, flatter, but with a lot of hair right around the hole.  While my face is buried up his butt, I feel a mouth on my cock.  Someone has wormed their way in down there between me crouched over and the cube—and is sucking the best he can in the cramped space.

A group of twenty-somethings enter with a bottle of wine.  I can’t see them, but I can sure hear them.  They want to do no more than drink at the round table by the door.

Clark comes back and strips.  Joe is up him first.  I continue to eat Joe’s butt on the back stroke, until I’m afraid he’ll split my lip with the brute fucking he’s giving Clark. 

I get back up him.  Joe’s phone goes off—he has to go home.  Now.  With no load.  I sigh.

I can get no one else to fuck him. 

They all want to be in his place.

“Let’s do the sling.”

He jumps up into it.  I am just entering him, as the owner brings the twenty-somethings on a tour of the playspace.  One of them shrieks in mock terror as he sees me fucking.  Another covers his eyes in a grossly exaggerated manner as he goes by us.  Two others stop and watch---until the fifth one pushes them to follow the two queens.

The whole mood has changed.  “We need to leave,” mumbles Clark. 

I nod.  “Give me a minute and you can have my load.  I have to concentrate very hard with the sounds of slightly sloshed laughter now coming from the front of the room, but eventually I unload…deep in that hot ex-military ass.

 

This was taken our first meet---but just a reminder of his hot ass....

 

 

 

Ex-Military Guy Takes On Two.

My Playroom—April, 2013

I have already recorded my experiences at the end of April when I went to CLAW, but I had a lot of other play during the month before I took off to Cleveland.  My Ex-Military guy was still in town.  Clark and I wanted to hook up again, but he really hoped we could find someone else to fuck him, too.  I was not opposed to sharing his hole—I loved to see him loaded.  I was certainly up for a good felch before I added my own load to his hot ass.

The problem was that we were playing at my place and I only know two other tops in the area.  We were playing in the evening--so that eliminated Cam, the cheating husband.  I sent a text to the other man.  Ron responded enthusiastically.  He’d seen Clark online and wanted a crack at his ass.

 

We are all naked.  Ron has his cock in Clark’s mouth.  Clark is on his knees, sucking noisily.  I am standing behind him.  I beat my cock on his shoulder, on his cheek, and on Ron’s cock as I wait for my turn in Clark’s hot mouth.  Ron is almost giddy.  He can’t believe his good fortune.  “It’s been weeks since I got off.  I’m gonna shoot buckets.”

I remind him we are in no hurry.

It’s my turn in Clark’s mouth.  I hold his head and fuck into him.  This makes him squirm.  He really wants these cocks in his ass.

Ron lies down on the bed, stroking, as he watches me fuck Clark’s face.  His hand is moving rapidly over his very average sized dick. 

“Go sit on that,” I tell Clark, pointing at Ron.  Clark straddles him, standing on the mattress, and slowly lowers his generous ass onto the red dick below him.  He gets his legs under him, and then begins fucking himself.  I kneel down by the edge of the bed and lean in to lick Ron’s balls.  In no time I move up so I am licking at the shaft disappearing into Clark.  My cock drips.  I am so fucking turned on by seeing him used by another man.  Not to mention the taste of Clark’s ass all over Ron’s enflamed cock.

When Clark rolls off Ron, I pull him around so he’s on all fours, with Ron’s cock right in face.   I enter his ass roughly.  I fuck him hard.  Ron shoves his cock into Clark’s mouth.  I fuck hard enough to make Ron’s dick go deeper down his throat.

We break.  I take a long drink from my water bottle.  Clark is getting in the sling.  Ron is right there to get him into the stirrups.  Clark takes a hit of poppers and tells Ron to fuck him.  I watch for a moment.  Then grab the camera and take a couple of pictures.   

 

I even crawl under the sling and take a couple of shots from below.

When Ron pulls out, I’m right there.  My tongue goes deep into his fucked hole.  I savor the taste and swallow.  He tastes so good it makes my cock ache.  I scramble up and insert.  Clark grunts his pleasure.  “Ram it, fucker.”

Ron is standing at the side of the sling, stroking.  I am now standing still—pushing and pulling Clark onto my cock. 

“Shit.  I’m gonna cum.”   Ron shoots all over Clark’s chest.  I sigh.  So much for a good felch.  I mop it up with my right hand and smear my cock with his jizz.  It changes the feel of Clark’s hole.  It was good before, but now it is truly silky.  It’s my turn to sigh.  I have slowed my stroke, long dicking him each time.

Ron dresses and leaves, having been there for  under 30 minutes.

Clark wonders if Ron might have a second load and calls after him.  I shrug, and tell Clark he would have stayed if he did.  Clark laughs and decides he was kind of boring. 

I shrug.  “I’m fucking in a great load.”

And I am.  I fuck and rim for a good hour more—tasting the frothy mix regularly— until I shoot my own load up his grasping butt.

Cruising with Ex-Military Ass

Near my Home—March, 2013

“You need to check out this space,” wrote a fellow top who I rarely see anymore as he has a backbreaking work schedule.  “It’s a cross between a video lounge and a playroom.  There are chairs for watching the porn, a fuckbench, a stand but no sling and several alcoves for a little privacy.”

I agreed it sounded great.  It was unlike any play area we had on this side of the state. 

My friend let me know about it back in February, but what with my travel for work and then so many guys coming to my playroom, I had not had the chance to go.  Towards the end of March I asked Clark, the ex-military ass, if he wanted to whore himself out for me.  He said yes.  We placed a BBRT quick connect ad to alert the men we were coming and ventured out on a crisp Saturday night.

 

It is a long room. As you walk in, two televisions are on the long wall—one showing gay porn, one showing a straight video.  Five or six chairs face the screens.  A round table is in the corner.  The fuckbench is placed on a platform between the two screens.  Only the most diehard show-off is ever going to use it.  (And no one does all night.  Not even the two of us.)  The sling stand is set up near the chairs, but no sling is in it.  The alcoves look like where most of the action will take place— one large three side structure, with gloryholes, then three small cubicles.  A wooden block is in each space—for sitting on to suck cock, or to use to bend over to get plowed.  The light is low, and in the alcoves almost black.

I know at least three people of the dozen or so who are there—the top who told me about the place, a bearish bottom who is sporting a kilt for easy access and a “top” who is loudly talkative and who never plays.

I chat with my friend as Clark goes outside to smoke.  As soon as he is back, I take him by the back of the neck and lead him to the large cubicle.  Everybody in the room watches us leave, then slowly filters around the corners to watch us.

I push Clark to his knees.  My cock is out.  He takes me to the root.  With ease.  My friend is right beside me and unzips.  His thick penis slaps Clark’s ear.  I push him away from me and onto my friend.  The room is alive now with men on their knees and others unzipping.  The kilted bear is sucking two dicks at once.  My friend pushes Clark back onto my cock.  He stays there for a while.  Soon he crawls to a hot man who just rounded the corner.  They disappear into one of the smaller cubicles.

I sample my friend’s cock.  He’s about the same length as I am, but his shaft is bloated right in the middle.  I always forget how wide I have to open my mouth.  I must do something right, for I’m suddenly rewarded with his load.  He thanks me and takes off.  Damn.  I wanted his seed up Clark.  I get up and got to find him. 

Clark is sitting on a small cube, and has the cute man down his throat.  The cute one pulls out when he sees me coming.  I get Clark up, undo his pants and push them down.  He bends over the block, supporting himself.  I kneel, pulling his hairy ass cheeks apart.  My tongue pushes the load into him.  He gasps at the feel of what’s going up his butt.  I eat and spit it all into his open hole.

It’s time to fuck.  I enter him.  The cum lube is perfect.  I sink into him with ease.  He grunts his pleasure.  Every eye is on us now.  The cute one comes back and sticks his dick into Clark’s mouth.  I ask if he wants his ass, but he declines.  Soon another man replaces the cute one.  He cums fast, giving Clark his first earned load.

Clark goes off to have a cigarette.  The crowd disperses.  I fuck the bear in the kilt.  He’s a loose fuck after Clark’s super-hot ass.  The obnoxious, talkative top appears.  He bellows that it’s time for him to leave—and he’s taking the kilt clad bear with him.  Off they troop into the night.

I suck some cock waiting for Clark to come back inside.

When he returns, I bend him over a slightly bigger block in the main alcove.  We fuck.  A number of guys step in to feel him.  And feed him.

We break again.

A much older man is fucking the cute boy.  I go to watch.  It’s the only other anal action I’ve seen.  I hold onto the boy as he’s pounded.  I work his nipples.  The older man is panting “I’m gonna cum….”

“Do it.  Give it to me.”

The older guy pulls out and shoots all over the ass of the cute guy.  The cute one makes a face at me—he wanted that cum deep inside.  I turn him around, letting him lean against the wall.  I kneel.  My tongue mops up the cum on his downy butt.  It’s not a large load, but I get what I can up his hole.  He murmurs and strokes his cock as I do this.  “Now put your cock in there.”

I stand up and enter him.

 “Holy shit!”  he says into his bent elbow, where his head is resting.  I fuck.  Then I fuck hard.  In no time, he shoots a load all over the partition he’s leaning against.

Clark is back.  And he has brought in my friend Brad—who went with me to my New Year’s Eve party.  I watch Clark suck Brad’s big cock.  Then they reverse.  I push in and let Brad have both of us in his mouth.  This makes him very hot to fuck.  Clark bends over, hands on knees.  Brad pushes in roughly.  He’s going to load him in no time.

A few thrusts.

“Shit.  NOOOOO!”  Brad sounds pissed and surprised, but incredibly turned on.  He is bucking into Clark.   He holds for a long time, marinating his cock in Clark’s hole.  Slowly he withdraws. Clark cleans his dick.  I kiss Clark for a taste.

“Eat my load out of him, you fucker.” 

Clark bends.  I kneel.  There is a shaft of light coming through the gloryhole.  I can see a beautiful pearly white drop of cum about to drip.  I suck it down, my lips surrounding his wet hole.  My tongue goes into him repeatedly.  Brad has given him a big load. 

I stand and insert.

“Cream me,” Clark pants.  “Make me cum.”

I fuck.  Fucking in Brad’s load this late in the evening is doing it for me.  I can’t hold back.  I shoot.  I bend over Clarks’ back and hold on to him as my cock explodes.  And he is shooting himself.  I can feel the muscles of his ass contract with each explosion.

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Moments later, we are in my car—getting Clark some greasy food. 

We both agree we’ll be coming back.

 

No, this was not shot that night. 

No cameras are allowed---and there was not enough light.

It's just a reminder of how hot Clark's ass is....

Seeding Ex-Military Ass

My Playroom—March, 2013

 During the last part of March, I had an incredible run of hot ass.  Maybe it was because I was gone for all of January, and barely home in February.  For whatever reason, I was fucking almost every day by the last two weeks of the month.    Certainly one reason was that Clark came to visit his parent’s in my home town.  Clark is in his early 30’s and just out of the military proper, though he still works in conjunction with them.  He has an incredibly high sex drive, and being in my tiny town for a couple of weeks was hard on him.  He lives in the south, near two military bases, where he can have his pick of horned men serving their country—and usually gets bred by more than one man a day.   We spoke on line.  He told me he was up for anything I could dish out; that he can’t get enough cum up his hole.  In just a few exchanges we set up our first meet…

I walk up the stairs in my jock and combat boots.  I open the door to the playroom.  He’s right where he should be, on his knees, buck naked and watching the porn I have playing on my computer—good leather orgy porn.  Clark is hard; he works his nice sized cock as he takes in the bulge of my jock.  His hair is dark, with the hairline receding slightly.  He has hair on his chest.  His round face gets rounder as he opens his mouth to take my cock.  He takes me to the root with no problem.  My fingers brush the stubble on his cheek as I reach for the back of his neck to hold him there.   I feel his throat contract and I let go.  He comes up for air, and goes right back down, his lips hitting my forest of pubes.

“You’re good.”

“Damn, that’s a nice cock.”

“Stand up.”  It’s my turn to take his cock all the way down.  It’s leaking.  I pull back to let the precum collect on my tongue.  I point to the corner of the bed.  Clark knows just what I want.  He gets on all fours.  He even reaches back and spreads his full butt.  I tongue fuck him with his precum.  Between his juice and my saliva, I need no other lube.  I spit in my hand, cover my cock and stand up working the head into place.  He lets go of his ass and grabs the poppers off the bed.  I hold still, with just my head in him. 

He huffs noisily, then chokes out “Fuck me hard.”

I push forward, making him take it all in one stroke.

“Yes.  Fuck me!”

I do.  He’s a great self luber.  His canal is secreting lube like crazy.  After a while, I stop the anal assault and bend down to taste what I’ve done to his hole.  He’s amazingly wet.  It’s as if he arrived with another load up him.  I ask.  He tells me no.  I tell him to do that for me sometime.  He turns his head to look at me and grins.  I push back in and fuck him slowly.  Then fast.  Then pulling almost out on every stroke.

He asks me to add the wrist restraints.  I buckle them in place, telling him softy that this set was designed by my brother.  “Gay?”  he mutters.  I nod yes.  I fasten them together, so he’s balancing on his shoulders, hands in the small of his back--right on top of his tramp stamp.  I insert roughly.  He grunts.  He can’t get poppers this time.  He just takes me like a man.

I pull out.  I help him up.  With his hands still behind him, I lower him to the floor.  “Clean my cock.”

He does.  He licks every inch.  I lift it up and push his face into my big ball sac.  He grunts.  He acts as if I just gave him a hit of poppers.  I may have.  His tongue actively cleans my nuts, my perineum and then takes each hairy orb into his mouth.

I get him into the sling.  Blindfold in place.  Arms fastened above his head.  I feed him poppers, then step back and cover his exposed ass with piss.  He groans.  I kneel and lick him clean.   I pay special attention to his ass crack.  I taste my precum and the slightly salty, slightly sweet piss.  It makes my cock ache, I’m so hard. 

I enter him again.  I pound his ass.  The chains rattle.

“Cream my hole.”

“I’m just getting started.”

And that’s true.  I fuck him for a long time in the sling, taking frequent breaks to bring my dripping cock up to his mouth.  Still blindfolded, he willing opens and sucks whatever I put in it—usually my cock, but once my fingers flavored with a mix of his own lube and my precum.

I finally need to catch my breath.  I remove the blindfold.  I let him move around the room for a moment, then I crawl under the rimseat.  “Sit.”  He grabs the poppers and lowers himself carefully onto my face.  His ass is a mess of lube, self-lube, precum, and hints of piss.  It’s a heady mixture.  I have to stop jerking, it gets me so close as I lick and swallow. 

“God, your tongue is so deep.”

And it is.  I feel like I can swab out all of him.   I hear him huff—and instantly he is grinding his ass down on my face.  He groans.  I have to twist my balls or I’ll shoot.  I wrench them hard; I want to savor this sensation.

 Lick. 

Swallow. 

Chew.

Reluctantly, I tap on his under thighs—meaning he needs to get up.  He rises, a little unsteadily. 

We both sit for a moment, side by side on the bed.

Then, without a prompt, he gets back in the sling.

“Breed me.”

I lick his butt for the briefest of moments.  My cock is more than ready.  I insert.  With a dozen strokes I’m shooting.  What feels like great gobs of cum.  I grab the upright braces of the sling frame and hang on.  He bucks his ass into me, all the time squeezing down on my cock.

We pause.  Both frozen.  Letting out bodies get back to normal.  I slowly pull out, and sit on the edge of the bed.

“My turn.”  Clark pushes me down on the bed and straddles my deflating cock.  He swipes his hand across his ass and uses that to lube up his cock. 

In no time he is firing onto my chest. 

Four puddles of cum that slowly begin to run together.

Ex-Military Ass Breaks in the Fuck Bench

I don't have time to write a full entry, today or tomorrow, but I do have two shots of the first hot ass on the new fuck bench.

 

 

I don't have the playroom set up the way I want it yet.  But that didn't stop a three-way that included getting my dick into this ex-navy ass.

 

 

 

We have played a lot while he's been staying in my hometown.  He's taken me repeatedly and two of my friends (one of them showing off the goods here.)  

 

I've also whored him out twice in a back room.

 

He's great.  And is headed back to base at the end of the month.