Four Wet Pigs in a Playroom

 Lansing—May, 2024

The next day, I had more sex.  It was good on Monday, when there were just the two of us in the playroom, but Tuesday there were four of us in a bigger playroom.  And it was wetter…

I had been invited to join the couple I had met and played with so often at the Grand Rapids group.  I had been to their home before, but not for some time.  Top Host is as tall and as thin as I am.  He is hairy in all the right places, including his chest.  His cock is my length or so, but the girth keeps getting thicker and thicker towards the base.  Tim, his partner, is a couple of years younger.  He has a slightly thicker build, with a great cock that he tends to use until someone plays with his beautiful, thick ass.  It takes two hands to spread those cheeks apart. 

I was told the day before, that they had found an additional player.  He was a man around our age, rather bearish in build and a shaved head.  He was versatile.  He’d had some prostate surgery—he could no longer cum.  But if a cock hit his prostate repeatedly, he pissed euphorically.  He has a very common name, so I have christened him CumPisser for this tale.

I went right up to the playroom.  In a room that originally was likely for the maid, they have a wonderfully laid out playroom.  A sling hangs from the rafters.  There is a double bed, the same brand of fuck bench as mine, a rimseat and a massage table.  Since the last time I was there, there are mirrors in more places.  A toilet and shower are in a room to the side.

Top Host and CumPisser are there, putting a play spread on the bed.  Both are naked but for jocks.  I strip quickly.  Tim comes up the stairs, having left his clothes behind downstairs.  He is in a jock and a leather harness.  Top Host is now standing still and letting CumPisser suck his cock to full hardness.  I move to Tim and let him do the same for me…

 

Mouths are everywhere.  CumPisser has joined Tim working on me.  One is on my balls the other on my shaft.  Top Host has moved behind me and is hugging me from behind, his huge erection between my ass cheeks.  The guys shift positions.  Tim now sucks his partner, I am in CumPisser’s mouth.  He takes me deep, choking himself with my dick.

He pulls off me, trailing deep throat spittle.  “Fuck me with this,” he begs, winding the spit around my shaft.  He flops on his back on the bed.  I pull him to the edge.  He grabs the back of his knees as I kneel and eat his hairy ass.  It is ready and slightly gaping the moment my tongue enters him.  I lick and spit.  I hear movement around me.  When I stand to fuck, I see the others have joined us, each holding a leg so CumPisser and be more comfortable.  I enter him.  His eyes widen.  I barely pause.  I am sure that he’s already been fucked by Top Host, maybe both of the guys, before I got there.  I increase my stroke.

“Fuuuuuuck,” he croons.  “Right there…”

I pound harder—and it does the trick.  CumPisser does just that.  Piss shoots out of his cock and pools just below his pecs.  I lean down, my cock still in him and slurp it up.  The moment I am done, I pull out and let Top Host fuck him.  I stay there, first holding a leg—then kneeling to clean Top Host’s dripping cock when he’s done.

Tim pulls me over to the fuck bench.  He gets on and I kneel to eat his ass.  I stay there for a long time, licking and spitting.  Finally, I stand.  I enter him, sliding easily into his very wet hole.  He gasps—and I wait.  I begin a slow fuck.  I am standing where I can watch the fucking happening on the very big screen television at the end of the room.  I match my strokes to the guy on the screen, starting slow and speeding up when he does.  I just don’t shoot in the six and half minutes it takes my screen counterpart to breed.

I hear sounds from the sling, which is just out of my vision.  I slow down the fuck.  I eat his hole again.  Tim tells me he wants piss in his ass before the day is over.  I nod.

I move to the sling and watch Top Host fuck CumPisser.  I am there as he shoots piss again.  I lean over and lick it up.  I don’t swallow; I feed it to CumPisser.  He is surprised and delighted.

“Fuck him,” says Top Host.  He pulls out.  Again, I clean his cock—and stay on my knees to rim CP.  He groans.  His hole is now super wet with all our juices.  I stand up and fuck.  I make him shoot piss twice…

*

The sex is almost a blur as we constantly change partners, lick different holes or poles.  I change holes between the two of them. I fuck on the bed, at the sling and on the fuck bench.  The two men taking our dicks are turned on by the sharing as much as the tops are.

CumPisser is in the sling.  Top Host is fucking.  CP’s cock is very hard.  Tim steps up on a chest that is under the sling.  Standing, he straddles CumPisser’s body facing him.  He sits on the thick hard cock.  Top Host pulls out of CP as he sees his partner impaled.  Tim bends slightly forward and Top host pushes his cock into Tim’s ass along with CP’s dick.

“Take two,” he grunts out.  I am standing to the side.  Jerking.  Enjoying the show.  They fuck—both dicks remaining in his hole. 

“Your turn.”  Top Host slides out.  I replace him.  I push a little and CP plops out of Tim’s ass.  But he goes right back in—and I push again.  Tim’s hole opens up and I am inside.  He gasps.  I groan.  CumPisser makes guttural noises of sheer delight.  It is one of the best DP’s I have ever had.  They rarely work for me.  But my cock is sliding up and down CP’s girthy dick and being squeezed by Tim’s muscle hole.  It’s great.

But it’s a position that can’t last long.  Tim needs to stand—and he does, releasing both cocks.  I bend and clean up CumPisser’s cock—while sliding my cock into him.  I fuck him until he shoots another load of piss…

*

It’s late in the afternoon.

Top Host is fucking CumPisser in the sling.  I am once again in Tim, as he kneels on the bed.  I hear Top Host groan—then bellow out his cumshot.  I turn and watch his body shake as he loads the wet ass he’s buried in.

“Go felch it out,” Tim whispers.

I don’t need any more encouragement.  I go to them. I gingerly clean Top Host’s cock.  I dive into the cum dripping ass of CumPisser.  I lick up all that is dribbling out—and share it with the man.  He sucks my cummy tongue with the hottest moans, deep in his throat. 

I slide into him.  There is no way I’m not fucking in his cum-filled ass.  He’s slick and now super wet. 

“Breed him,” says Tim.

I’m glad he’s fine with it as I usually like to save my load for the host.  And it’s a good thing, for I really can’t stop thrusting.  My cock knows what I need to do.

In moments, I’m there.   My balls shoot as if I hadn’t cum for a week.  I fire again and again and again.  CumPisser is shooting another round of piss on chest, too.  I smear it through his chest hair with the hand that isn’t holding the sling chain for support.

Eventually, I pull out.  I felch some of my own load.  I share it with CumPisser, dribbling it into his mouth.  I pull out, my cock swaying and still dripping.  I haven’t lost my hardness. 

“Get on the bench,” I tell Tim.

I stick it into him.  I know I can’t fuck as it is now softening.  But I can piss.  I am filling him.  Emptying my entire bladder.  Giving him just what he’s asked me for…

Muscle Ass Gets in a Public Sling

 Lansing—April, 2024

The very next night, Muscle Ass and I met again.  We really wanted to play together in front of others—incorporating men into our play if they wanted to join us.  We talked about where that might happen.  I thought the nearest bathhouse would be incredibly dead on a Thursday night.  There would likely be only cocksuckers at the bookstore nearest us.  I suggested we go up to the bookstore that might as well be a bathhouse with the various playspaces they have.  And we might have horny college guys on a Thursday.

So, off we went…

 

The parking lot has a few cars.  We are hopeful.  We leave our coats in the car, go in and pay the admission.  This place is huge.  Muscle Ass follows me to the locker area.  We strip down.  I am wearing my boots, ripped jeans, and the shirt I usually wear to the bookstore—which has convenient button-down pockets filled with lube and poppers.  He has boots, a tight, thin shirt showing off his muscled chest and some shorts he can quickly step out of to get down to his jock.  I have brought a lock.  The key goes into the left button-down pocket.

I give him the tour.  The gay area is chilly on this very cool April night.  That rules out the sling there.  (Though he likes the looks of the stocks next to it.)  I lead him back the way we came in and point out the sling in the corner, hidden by a half wall, as our likely fuck place.  There are two men in the room outside the sling area, stroking to three screens of porn.   We go down the ramp into the final area where there are glory holes, a slurp ramp and a farther room where there is a padded platform.

Men are sparse. 

We decide to go to the sling behind the half wall.  He strips down.  I unbutton my fly and get my cock out.  I want to be warmer more than I want to be naked.  Muscle Ass has stripped down to his jock and socks.  He kneels on the floor and takes me into his mouth.  I get hard fast—a combo of his excellent oral skills and the idea someone will soon be watching.

And almost instantly there is a man here, leaning over the wall.  Nothing much to look at, but I invite him in.  He watches Muscle ass blow me.  He’s excited.  He takes out his cock and strokes.  He reaches out and gently squeezes my balls under MA’s chin.

“Turn around,” I tell Muscle Ass.

He leans against the half wall, jutting out that muscled ass towards me.  I go to my knees and begin rimming him.  The extra man goes to the floor.  First he plays with MA’s pouch, but then sucks me, at a very odd angle, as I rim.  The hole fully opens to my tongue.  He loves showing off, I think, as much as I do.

“Get in the sling.”  He does and gets right out so we can adjust it to my height.

“You gonna fuck him?” asks our spectator.

I nod, and go to my knees, to rim just a little bit more (and grease up my cock.)  I suddenly stand up, surprising our spectator, and slap my cock on MA’s jock pouch.  He groans—and I push through his still puffy ass lips and begin to fuck.

“Damn…” says the spectator.  He goes to his knees to watch, in close-up, my cock plunge in and out.

I pull out and offer him my cock.  This makes him take off.  MA is more than willing to crane around and lick his ass juices off me.  I let him get me good and wet before I re-enter him and fuck…

*

We walk around a little.  A few more men have arrived.  We see two college guys who look like they go to the gym together—both sporting hugely muscled arms from their sleeveless shirts.  They go into a dark corner to suck cock.  We go to the padded table that is right next to them (though there is a wall separating us.)  I tell him to get on all fours so I can eat out his well-fucked ass.  He does.  And I slobber noisily into his loosened pucker.

I rear up and fuck him.  Making noise, hoping the guys will be curious enough to at least take a look at us.  No such luck. I concentrate on fucking, though I hear one of the hot arm guys get off.

Other men do wander by and watch us.  But no one wants a turn up his ass or even in his mouth.  I eventually pull out, kneel and revel in the ass juices seeping onto my tongue…

*

We sit in the big room, near the sling with the half wall.  We agree to split and see if we can ‘get into trouble’ on our own.  He disappears back towards the glory holes.  I stay where I am.  There is good bi-sexual porn right in front of me.  I take out my cock and stroke.

A larger man, a decade of two younger than I, stops in his tracks as he’s about to pass me.  He comes over.  He is pleasant.  I like his smile and his shaved head is hot.  We chat.  He asks politely if he can suck my cock.  I nod and he goes down on me, just as Muscle Ass walks by.  He smirks and keeps going…

*

“Did you want to eat my ass?” I ask Muscle Ass when we next find each other.  He does.  We go back to the sling behind the low wall.  I strip out of my jeans, slipping the boots back on.  I am surprised—I am not instantly hard—even with his terrific tongue working my hole like crazy.  I realize I am not used to showing this side of myself in public—and the moment I think it, my cock says ‘what the fuck’ and hardens up.

I see various men pass on the other side of the wall.  The shaved headed guy who sucked me watches for a time.  I keep hoping my dick will draw them in.  Nope.  Just voyeurs.

When his knees get tired, we switch places.  We both think we should cut our losses and go.  But we both want me to load that muscle ass first.  I get to work with my tongue.  My already hard, dripping cock, stiffens completely.

Muscle Ass is moaning.  I think he is kneading his cock through his jock.  I spit one more time into his hole.  I stand and enter.  Fuck, he’s squeezing me in welcome.  I fuck him hard, pull out and rim him again.

I hear him popper up.  I do the same.  My head is swimming as my tongue works on automatic.  My cock tells me I need to get inside him.  Now.  I stand up.  I sink into his wet, very used hole.  In seconds I am unloading my cum. 

Lots of it, he tells me as we get dressed…as it’s still dripping out of him…

*

While we didn’t get what we wanted, we both enjoyed our time there.  I wished that his trips to Michigan could include a weekend, but that is not likely to happen.  He really wants to see me fuck someone else—so I am sure we will do something like this again.  We both agreed we need to find a way to get the two of us to Chicago for some real fireworks.

In the Dark Room

 Lansing—March, 2023

As March came to a close, I realized I really wanted to cruise/play somewhere different.  I thought about heading back to northern Indiana, but that seemed to involve too much travel time to justify the play.  Instead, I decided to head to Lansing—far enough away that it would be all different men, but close enough to get home for dinner.  I also wanted that sex club atmosphere of this particular venue.  Plenty of porn stations, but also slings, gloryholes and benches aplenty for more varied activities.

I took off on a Saturday morning and got there early enough to get a discount on my ticket.  Of course, that also meant almost no one was in the place.  I watched some porn.  I walked around the vast playspace.  I missed out on the one piece of action that was happening at that hour, by arriving at the gay area just as two men shot their loads (one into a cocksucker’s mouth—and the other on the floor.)  The other three men in attendance seemed more interested in their phones than play.

I told the attendant I needed some coffee and would be back.  I sat in my car for a bit, nursing my drink, as I read.  An hour later, I returned.  The parking lot, while not full, had lots of new cars in it.  I was buzzed back in.  I went to my favorite spot to sit, watch porn and stroke—and be in the path of every man who was cruising the place…

 

“Daddy needs his dick sucked.”

A younger Caucasian guy is standing in the doorway, dressed in the local university colors, though he is likely no longer in school.  He gropes himself as he looks hungrily at my cock.  I nod.  He comes over and kneels.  He takes me deep into his throat.  I hear his own zipper open—and the slightly wet sound of him giving himself a hand job as he sucks me.  He is not very experienced—but he is enthusiastic.  He mostly stays sucking on my cock head.  When he goes to take me deep, he stops stroking.  About the third time he deep throats me, he forgets to remove his hand from his cock.  It explodes, leaving a pool of jizz by my boots.  He sighs, gets kind of embarrassed and leaves.

The crowd is constant now.  Men of every age and race walk by—it’s nice to be in a college town—but not one of them seems interested in me.   I stroke for a bit, then get up and go around the corner into the dark room.  I lean against the wall.  I think I am the only one here.  

I stroke.  Waiting. 

In quick succession, three men appear at the lit doorframe, come in and disappear in the shadows.  I hear their zippers open.  We all wait.  My eyes adjust.  Slightly.  I can just see them—men of all different shapes leaning—two on the side wall, one by the doorframe.  I’m at the back. 

We can all feel the sexual tension rise.  But no one makes a move. 

Fuck it, I go to my knees.  I am instantly surrounded by all three.  A white guy, with a largish gut, beats the others to my mouth.  His cock is nice and thick—and instantly juicy.  He lets me do the work for a moment—but is soon fucking my face.

“Fuck, yeah,” he grunts.  “Take all our dicks.”

He pulls out of me and guides the dick next to him into my mouth.  The guy with the large gut jerks and occasionally slaps my face with his wet cock as I suck the new man.  The man now in my mouth is Black.  His cock is long and thin.  He is the youngest of the men now here.  I pull off the new man so I can lick his balls.  The third guy bends over and licks the man’s dick at the same time.  I love the musk of this guy’s balls.  I lick the hairy sack—that is beginning to pull up into his abdominal cavity.

“Let me back in that mouth,” the guy with the gut grates out.  The Black guy moves away, letting the third guy continue to suck him.  My face is being fucked again.  This man likes to be in charge of his cocksucking.

“You swallow?” he asks.  I make some sort of affirmative sound as I take the face fucking. “Don’t you dare spit out my cum…”

These must be his trigger words—for my mouth is suddenly flooded.  He stops his pumping and unloads all over my tongue.  His cum is sweet.  He holds me in place until I have cleaned his cock head of every drop.

“My turn,” says the Black guy.  He pulls out of the other sucker’s mouth and brings his wet cock back to me.  “Take my load, man.”   His wet balls press against my chin, he is buried so deep in my throat.  I pull back, as I really want to taste his load.  He figures it out—and lets me.  My left hand cradles his hairy nut sack—and he begins to shoot.  His testicles try to pull into his body, but I don’t let them.  This guy, younger and fitter, gives me even more cum.  Salty, but good.  I swallow him down, as he steadies himself on my shoulders.  Once I’ve cleaned his cock of every drop of semen, I lick his super sensitive balls—relishing the fact I have made them even muskier. 

Suddenly I feel a mouth on my dick.  The third guy, has hunkered down and, lying on his stomach, is trying to take all of me.  It’s not a great position, and he seems rather toothy.  But I let him—for a new man emerges from the shadows. 

“I watched you take those loads.  You want a third?”

He is a smaller white guy, middle aged—and I can’t see much else in the dark.

His cock is wet and dripping.  He rubs it all over my face and beard before he finally shoves it in my mouth.  “Good boy,” he coos.  “Make me cum.”

My tongue finds his piss slit and digs in.  This makes him pant.  Now my tongue is moving all over his regulation sized cock.  After a moment, he pulls out of my mouth.  “Lick my balls like you did with that other guy.”

I bury my face into his much more diminutive ball sack.  He groans and jerks his dick as I do it.

“Here it comes,” he groans.  “Take it.”

He just makes it back into my mouth.  He erupts.  It’s, frankly, a foul-tasting load.  He’s a smoker.  But I swallow it down.  The man won’t let me clean him up.  He simply pats me on the head and leaves.

“That was hot,” says the remaining guy, the toothy cocksucker.  Sometime, during the third sucking, he’s backed off my cock and stood up.   “You gonna give me your load?”

“Give me a minute.”  I sit on a fuck bench that is in the room—and that I only now can see.

He takes off…

*

I take a tour—and end up back in the same dark room.  A younger Black man is getting head from the toothy guy.  The guy getting sucked is as tall as I am and weights easily twice what I do.  He’s large.  He sees me watching him get sucked.  And stroking to it.

“Let me suck you,” he says.  He seats me in a chair I didn’t know was there.  His mouth is huge—and his tongue the warmest, and most accommodating, I have felt in months.  And it’s big, too.  It is the perfect blow job after the toothy guy.

And the sucker is great at it.  And he knows he has a special tongue.  He uses it all over me. 

Balls. 

Shaft.

Head.

Perineum.

And finally, my mouth.

The kiss is electric.  Our tongues joust, but my mouth is quickly conquered by the sheer mass of his bigger one.  We both groan…

And he spends the next hour, truly, giving me the most exquisite blow job…

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…

Five Sex Pigs and a Voyeur

 Lansing—October, 2021

A few days later, I got an invite from the couple I usually see at the monthly orgy.  With that group currently on hold, they asked if I would be interested in a meeting at their house.  It would be the two of them, likely the friend they had lately been bringing to the orgy and anyone I wanted to invite.  I immediately thought of Keshawn— who I quickly learned was intrigued and available. 

He drove to my house—and I drove us the rest of the way north.  We made small talk as Keshawn cleaned up after hours of driving.  When he was ready—we all trooped up the stairs to their playroom.

 I looked 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 who are kissing and letting their hands play over willing flesh…

 

“Don’t be surprised, there will be one more of us,” the Top Host tells us.  “He likes to arrive when the action has started.  He will mostly watch…but will play if he gets hot enough.”

We all make some sort of verbal acknowledgment and go back to the man in front of us.  The Top Host is kissing Keshawn.  Hot Tats is on his knees sucking Tim.  I fall to my knees and pull apart Keshawn’s butt cheeks.  My tongue connects with his hole right at the same moment he bends to suck Top Host.  I get him good and wet.  I tongue fuck him until he is whimpering around the big cock in his mouth.  I stand up and slide into him for the first time today.  I fuck him gently.  Just hard enough to rock him forward, which makes him swallow a little more of TH’s cock. 

We spit roast Keshawn for a bit, then TH comes over to fuck him, too.  I pull out and let Keshawn clean me off.  Hot Tats is on all fours on the bed, taking a hard dicking from Tim.  I reach out and hold onto Hot Tats as Keshawn licks me clean of his ass jizz.

The next 30 minutes or so becomes a blur.  Everyone here is a pig.  They eat ass.  They love to suck cock pulled out of an ass.  I roll off the bed and fuck Hot Tats as Tim pulls his cheeks apart for me.  Keshawn comes up behind Tim and fucks him…then he tops Hot Tats, the moment I pull out.  I eat Hot Tats hole after all the fucking.

When I come up for air, the voyeur has arrived.  He is late 50’s and flogging a nice dick as he watches us.  Keshawn is on the fuck bench, taking Top Host.  Hot Tats has moved to Tim, sprawled on the bed, and is riding his cock.  I offer to suck the Voyeur.  He let’s me do it, giving me a couple drops of precum.  He gets so excited by watching Keshawn—he fucks him for a few moments as we all change partners once again.

*

I am under the rimseat.  Tim is sitting on the seat with my tongue up his used ass.  He encourages Hot Tats to ride my cock while he gets eaten out.  I feel Hot Tats ass settle down on my drooling dick.  I try not to think about how good my cock feels—I just zero in on Tim’s puffy ass lips and keep licking them.

Tim tells Hot Tats to switch with him.  HT brings his extremely used ass up to my tongue.  He doesn’t have a load yet, but it’s dripping like he does what with all the stimulation his hole has gotten.  I feel Tim sit on my dick, his ass only having my fresh saliva for lube.  He sinks to the root—uttering a sigh of total contentment.   I am pretty sure I hear Top Host fucking Keshawn as I begin to tongue drill Hot Tats.  Tim begins to bounce.

I lose track of time.  There is no place I’d rather be.  Suddenly Hot Tats is pulled off the seat by Top Host.  He fucks his ass for three or four strokes and pushes him back into place.  I am rewarded by his hot manhole giving me even more of his self lube.

Soon Keshawn replaces him—the last of the fuck holes on my face.  His ass is the least wet.  I try to remedy that situation…

*

We are at the sling.  I have fucked Hot Tats in it—and shared his hole with Keshawn.  When HT asks for a break, Keshawn jumps in and gets his ankles into the stirrups without any help. I spit on his hole and slide in.  We fuck—a nice bouncy fuck—as there are springs attached to the supporting chains. 

Tim comes over, leans down and sucks Keshawn’s hard cock.  Then he steps up on a long bench that is running from one side of the sling to the other.  He swings across so he is straddling the sling.  I could suck his cock if he’d stayed still.  Instead he lowers himself onto Keshwan’s rampant tool.   I begin to fuck harder.  Tim begins to ride Keshawn.  It’s a first for me.  I love it.  It doesn’t go on for long as Tim’s legs tire fast—but it is incredibly hot. 

I tell him so. 

“I saw it on some porno…” he shrugs.

*

Everyone in the room is ready to get off.  We are all on the bed—or using the men who are on the bed.  The Voyeur blasts first—all over Tim’s back.  I mop it up, smear it on my cock and fuck it into Tim.  The Top Host is fucking Hot Tats.  He gives him his load with lots of rhythmic grunting.  Keshawn cleans the Host’s drooling dick and licks up some escaping cum from Hot Tats abused hole.  This makes him hot enough to shoot.  He comes over to where I’m still fucking Tim.  I pull out, thinking he wants to load Tim’s hole.  But Keshawn shoots all over my dick. 

I fuck this load into Tim, too.  I pound him.  I am now frothing his hole.  There is stray cum emerging on every stroke.  I dip to taste…and plunge my super hard dick back into Tim—just in time for him to take load number three…

A Quartet of Cum

 Lansing—September, 2020

I stayed home each time after my fisting meets.  Work was over, so that part was pretty easy.  A week into my second self-isolation, I got a text from the couple who live north of me—and who I usually see, in normal times, at the monthly gathering of like minded, bareback loving men in Grand Rapids.  They wondered how I was doing—and if I was playing with anyone.  I told them what I had done—the motel and the fistings.  They had done nothing since spring—and wanted to see what the three of us might feel comfortable doing.  We talked (one of them works in health care, no less,) and we agreed we would be fine with the three of us to meet by the weekend.

And then it grew to four.  They really wanted to include a versatile man to give the top in the relationship a new hole to fuck.  It was a man they knew and trusted….and so I went for it.

It was a great fall day to drive north.  My hosts answered the door. 

(The top is tall and thin, and graying at the temples.  His dick is about my length—but is significantly thicker as you go down the shaft.  He loves me to fuck a hole first—so he has an easier time getting in.  His other half (Tim) is versatile, a few years younger, shorter and good looking.) 

We chatted in their living room as we waited for the fourth man.  We didn’t have to wait long.  Soon Tim ushers in a man in his mid 40’s.  He was fit, built and reminded me of the man in the pit where I get my oil changed.  I was instantly hard.

We all were given a bottle of water and headed for the master bedroom…

 

We strip down.  Everyone keeps on some kind of a jock, but the other Top.  I kneel and lace up my boots.  When I straighten up, the guy I don’t know is kneeling on the bed and trying to get the Top’s cock all the way down his throat.  Tim is watching and stroking.  I tell him to kneel on the bed and I go to my knees and dive into his ass.  My tongue finds his warm pucker and begins to massage it open.  I spit three or four times and stand up to fuck.

The new guy is choking on dick—but in a hot kind of way.  I wipe a drool of pre-cum from my dick head on the wet hole in front of me and slide halfway in. Tim groans, poppers up—and his ass welcomes me all the way in.  I fuck.  The sound of my nuts slapping the fleshy ass makes the new guy pull off the dick and look at us.  He repositions himself so Tim can suck his cock—as my mechanic fantasy goes back to sucking the Top.  

I fuck hard and fast

We shift again, each of us now tasting the New Guy in turn.  When we aren’t sucking him, we find another cock or ass to feast on.  Tim gets the New Guy hardest and sits on it, to the delight of his partner.  I take my turn of the Top’s dick, swallowing him nicely until the dreaded bulge, as he watches his boy get impaled.

The guys re-position the fuck.  Tim is on his knees, NG is standing up to fuck.  I squirm under Tim so I can lick the underside of NG’s dick as he plows Tim.  The Top sucks me.  NG loves my tongue on his shaft and balls as he fucks—and says so, calling me a ‘fucking pig.’ 

Tim is fucked harder now.  I have to suck Tim’s dick to get out of the way as NG drills him.

Finally, Tim pulls off him, collapsing on me.  “We should take this upstairs to our playroom.”

We all agree.  I grab my bag but am stopped by the New Guy saying, “Let me suck that again.”

I let him.  And in moments he goes from getting my dick wet to kneeling on the bed, pleading with me to go easy on his ass.  I tease his hole with my wet cock.  Just my dripping cock head is sucked into his hungry hole.  I don’t go deep.  Just enough to make him pant.

“Let’s go find our hosts.”

We grab our water bottles and go upstairs to what was once a maid’s room.  There is a big bed, a sling on a frame and a rimseat.

“We got the rimseat so you wouldn’t have to bring yours,” I’m told.

NG bends over the bed and announces he needs to be fucked.  I look at the Top.  He graciously gives me the go ahead with a wave of his hand.  His partner kneels and sucks the Top’s big dick as I kneel and eat out the ass I had toyed with downstairs.  I lick and prod his hole with my tongue.  He does poppers and begins pleading with me to get my dick in him.

I stand up and drive it home.  He takes it all the while giving the sexiest moans.  He’s a great fuck—a hole that talks to my dick and knows when to tighten and when to loosen up.  The Top stands and watches me fuck.  Our eyes connect.  I know he wants a turn.  I lean across NG’s back and whisper in his ear that he’s about to get a thicker cock.

His only response is to inhale poppers again.  I pull out and the Top fucks him without mercy.  My cock is cleaned by Tim—before he leans over the bed and inserts it into his ass.  The two men bottoming reach out and hold onto each other as they take more than seventeen inches of dick between them.

This does it for NG.  We’ve turned him.  He does not top again the entire session.  I fuck Tim in the sling, while NG rides the Top prone on the bed.

Then we switch holes.  Tim rides his partner and I fuck NG in the sling. 

I get under the rimseat and eat out Tim’s wet, loose hole.  I can hear the Top pounding into NG.  Suddenly there is a cry—The Top has to be unloading in NG.  Tim stands up, straddling me.  I can’t move, even if I want to.

“Sit here.” 

It’s Tim directing NG to sit on the rimseat—and for me to eat his partner’s load out of the dripping, hairy ass.

He sits, poppers up and the cum from his hole begins to drip into my mouth.  I clean him up, getting every drop my tongue can find.  I tongue fuck him, over and over.  I hear the Top go downstairs.

Tim pulls NG up off the seat.  “Get in the sling,” he tells him.  Tim helps him into the stirrups as I raise the seat and stand up.  “You should cum in his ass,” Tim says.

“You don’t want it?”

“I have had it plenty of times…give it to him—and fuck in the cum still in there.”

I spit in my hand and slather it on my dick.  I slide in.  Tim stands to the side, working NG’s nips with one hand while beating off his own dick.  NG kneads his semi hard.  I fuck him.  Hard and long strokes.

Then by standing still and moving the sling back and forth on my rampant hard on.

“Fill him up,” Tim croons.  “Breed him.”

“Yeah, give me more seed…” NG moans around the popper bottle held to his mouth.

I pick up the tempo—and explode deep inside the wet ass.

Tim hears me—and fires across the hairy chest in front of him.

My hand swipes up some of his load and coats my cock with it.

“Fuck it into him,” groans Tim.

I do.

The New Guy’s cock hardens as he realizes what just happened. 

And he drools out a load…