Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: New Year's Eve

Toronto—December, 2017

It was the last day of 2017.  Gavin and I talked about how we might celebrate.  Neither of us wanted to be anywhere near a bar on New Year’s Eve.  For a moment he was intrigued by inviting a certain fuck bud of his over to the condo, but that did not work out.  And when that fizzled—and Gavin thought about the myriad things he had to do on New Year’s Day—he was all about sending me out to play while he stayed home.

I opted to go back to Steamworks, even though I’d been there the night before.  I wanted the variety—if I couldn’t have Gavin.  I drove downtown and got checked in just after 8pm—guessing I was early.  And I was…

I walk the rather quiet corridors of Steamworks.  I finally locate my room (once I pull out my reading glasses and look at the number again.)  I get into my jock, pull the boots back on and lace them up.  I toss the towel over my shoulder and check out the three public play areas.  Dark hall with gloryholes—no one.  Sling and fuckbenches in maze—no one.  Slurp ramp—one couple so into the blow job happening between them I don’t want to intrude.   

I go to the DJ area and watch some porn.  It’s not great—but good enough to get my cock hard.  And a number of men stop to watch.   They don’t touch, but they look, grope themselves and disappear into the sling area next door.  Twice I follow men into the dark and find they have kept right on going out into the other corridor. I go back to the porn each time.  The third man is a late 30-ish guy with perfectly cut dark hair.  He gropes himself and disappears into the gloom.  I follow.  And he’s there, his towel wrapped and squeezing his hard cock through it.  He backs me into a corner.  He bends from the waist and my cock is down his throat instantly.  He groans his pleasure at how it fills his throat.  I am shameless…instead of just enjoying the good head, I start fingering his ass crack through his towel.  His response is to pull it off—giving me full access.  My finger slips into his pre-lubed hole with ease. 

He sighs again.  “Fuck me?”

“Yeah.”

“My room is…”

“Naw, right here.”

We move to a corner, slightly more out of the way.  He bends over and braces himself against the partition of the maze.  I kneel and begin eating his ass.  The lube he’s used is really acrid, so I don’t do it for long.  I stand up and drill into him.

“Yes!  Fuck me…” he hisses under his breath.

A roaming twink stops to watch us fuck for a moment before he goes off.  I am drilling slowly, but deeply into the tight ass.  I can hear my guy jerking in his own rhythm as I impale him.

I speed up.  And he shoots.  All over his own towel he’s left on the floor.  He thanks me profusely.  I am just getting going—but it’s a fun warm up fuck.

We talk a little.  We wish each other a happy 2018 and he goes to lie down so he can take another cock before midnight.

*****

I watch more porn.  I hear something happening near the sling.  I go investigate.  Two young Latinos are playing.  The younger is on his knees, sucking the slightly bigger than average dick of the other guy wearing a knit cap.  Knit Cap sees me and holds out his hand for my dick.  He strokes it as he lets his cock be sucked.  I work his nipples.  The addition of another doesn’t seem to sit well with the sucker.  He gets up and leaves.  Knit Cap and I trade off sucking each other.  He gets my dick wet.  Then I concentrate on his foreskin and balls with my ever moving tongue.  Still on my knees I turn him around by the hips.

“What the…”

“I want to lick your ass.”

“I don’t know if I’d like that…”  But he lets me.  My tongue burrows into his most secret spot.  And he loves it.  He pants and strokes his cock.  We stop only when I need to get off my knees and he’s tired of holding on to the wall.

We meet up later in the evening by the slurp ramp.  He leads me to the fuck bench—and he gets more than my tongue up his ass.  I fuck him until he shoots his load.

*****

I stay there and suck the tiniest dick I’ve had in a long time attached to a petite Asian man.  It may be small but the nerve endings of his cock are working overtime.  I get a load down my throat.

*****

I rarely walk into rooms with the door open— where the man is ass up and ready.  But I can’t walk by this one.  It’s a lovely rounded butt on a man my age.  I eat him out.  I fuck him.  Then the surprise—that we want the door shut—so I kick it closed.  We begin the most passionate make out session after he cleans my cock and I kiss him.  We can’t stop kissing.  And that’s what we are doing as Midnight is announced over the tinny loud speaker.

I fuck him again.  And while good, it’s now familiar and neither of us are going to get off.  I leave him, ass up and with the door open…

*****

I find a load collector on the main bench near the slurp ramp.  I know nothing about him other than from the feel of his skin he’s young and he has a porn worthy ass.  The crowd is massive now at the slurp ramp.  The Collector is taking cock after cock.  I wait in line and fuck him.  A young man is next up.  I step to the side and let him fuck.  I clean his cock when he’s done.  There is jizz all over his cock—and none of it is his.

“Fuck him again.  I want to do that to you.”

I sink into the cum churned hole.  I fuck.  I pull out and offer my cock to the young slut.  He cleans me off—making noises like he is tasting the most exquisite dish in an expensive restaurant.  He goes back up the Collector.  He fucks him hard.

I clean him.

We trade blow jobs as a third top asks to fuck him.  He loads the hole with a quick grunting thrust. 

Now my young man and I take turns felching.  And snowballing.  We are both edging our dicks. 

He cums first.  Deep in the Collector.  I dive in and lick some of it out.  It’s all I can do to stand up and get my own cock into the Collector so he can get all of my built up load.

Happy 2018!

One Million Strong

Sometime after midnight last night, From My Side of the Sling hit 1,000,000 pageviews.  That’s a lot of reading about my dick in a lot of mighty fine men.  

Thank you, readers, for keeping me writing.  The numbers of men reading me daily have never been higher—and I am still enjoying sharing stories about my exploits.

I don’t know if we’ll make it to a second million—but we can sure try.

I know some of you would prefer your toast this way....and that's just fine with me!

Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: Steamworks with Gavin

Toronto—December, 2017

If you could stop looking at the men on the Fukdto poster, you might have seen that the party was on a Friday night—which was December 29.  While it was certainly Fukdto’s year end revelry, it was not New Year’s Eve.  Gavin and I talked about how we wanted to celebrate—which was, of course, sexual.  And talking about sex made us horny.  We went to Steamworks.

Gavin got his favorite sling room.  It was one I’d never been in—it had mirrors on three walls.  And I think the ceiling, too.  The sling hung over the bed, but was on a track so you could slide it out of the way if you needed the bed instead.  We started the late afternoon/evening session together, both in boots and jocks…

Gavin is in the sling.  I am on my knees, my face buried in his ass.  We have the door open so men can watch, stroke and/or join.  I work Gavin’s hole.  I want it as slick as I can make it.  I spit one last time and stand up.  My dick pokes at his ass.  Gavin flowers open and I enter him easily.  I hear an intake of breath from the doorway.   A twink at the door is flustered at seeing my big cock go up this hot man.  It doesn’t stop the twink from groping himself through his towel.  I sigh as I bottom out.  I hold.  I begin a slow fuck.  The twink moves on as I pick up the pace.  The sound of my hips slapping Gavin’s ass draws a number of other curious men—but no one steps into the room.

I stroke Gavin’s chest as I fuck, paying attention to his nipples.  He strokes himself occasionally but in no hurry to work his cock.  It’s all about the pleasure I’m delivering deep inside him.  One man steps in and takes over working Gavin’s nips as I continue fucking.  When I offer him a chance to go up Gavin, he declines and leaves.

“Let’s take a break,” Gavin suggests after he leaves.  “I’ll stay here—you go have some fun.”

I toss my towel over my shoulder and head to the slurp ramp.  Nothing.  I continue my rounds to the dark corridor where there are gloryholes.  I sit on one of the benches in the blackness.  I am by myself for quite some time.  Just as I’m thinking about leaving the curtain opens.  I briefly see the man who enters:  shaved head, big pecs and a towel showing a hard cock under it.  He stops in front of me.  

The towel opens.

“Suck my dick.”

I slip to the floor in the darkness.  I can’t see him now.  He’s blocking the sliver of light the curtain lets in.  But I can feel his thick cock head press against my lips.  I open my mouth.  It is filled with his cock.  It’s big—but not so big I can’t do some tricks with my tongue.  This makes the unseen man pant.  He calls me a good cocksucker.

I want his load.  No, I really need his load down my throat.  I work harder.  I stop stroking my own raging hard on and my left hand goes to his balls and my right begins playing with the man’s ass.  I find a lubed hole.  It might even be a cum filled hole.  I have four fingers in him without trying. 

My anal assault is making his dick give me copious amounts of pre-cum.  He is really panting now.  He reaches behind himself and grabs my arm.  He pulls me into his ass.  I am now fisting him as I suck his cock.

“Fuck!”  he grunts out.  He holds on to my shoulders to give my hand better access—but the angle is extremely bad, I really can only rotate it, not go deeper.  His hand reaches down and finds my dick.  “You’re a big boy,” he says.  “Fuck me.”

He pulls out of my mouth and I work my fist out of his ass.  I stand and he pushes me onto the bench. He spits on his hand and greases my precum covered cock.  He sits expertly on my dick.

“Fuck, yes.”  He rides me expertly, totally in charge.  “This is what I need.”  He is now beating his meat.  “Fuck, that’s a big dick.  Fuck!!”  And he explodes all over the floor of the dark area.  His ass clenches on my cock.  Any other day, he might have made me cum—today, I can only think about that wasted load on the floor…

*****

I check back with Gavin.  The moment I am eating his ass again, a grey-haired Greek comes into the room.  He strokes as I fuck.  I know we have the right man when he bends to taste my dick fresh out of Gavin’s hole.  He is eager to fuck.  I play with Gavin’s chest as I watch the thick, uncut dick enter my new friend.   He fucks him hard and fast.  He pulls out and demands I clean his cock as he did mine.

We rotate again—and again.

Both of us are working hard on Gavin’s ass.  The Greek stands on the bed and offers his wet dick to Gavin to suck.  Gavin holds up his hand—it’s not his thing—and the Greek takes off.

We break again.

I find the Greek talking to a man I know from previous trips to Toronto—Cedric from Jamaica.  Cedric pulls both of us into his much smaller sling room.  The Greek goes first into that ebony bubble butt.  He, almost immediately, gives Cedric a huge load.  It is dripping to the floor as I kneel and clean up the Greek.  He leaves as I feast on his cum in Cedric’s ass.

“Please fuck me.”

Of course I do.

When we take a break Cedric and I sit in the video lounge.  I sit on the couch.  Cedric sits on the floor, where he suckles my dick.  A handsome Daddy sits down next to me.  He strokes my chest.  Eventually, I push Cedric onto the new man’s dick.  He starts on his balls and works up to the foreskin covered head.  I look at a lanky skinhead who has been watching us.  I nod at him.  He comes over and takes Cedric’s place between my legs. 

It’s a lovely sight—two older men being orally serviced by two younger men.

I reach down, across the Skinhead’s back.  I feel his hole.  It’s sloppy and wet.  He makes encouraging noises around my dick as I finger his hole.

“You been fucked, boy?”

He grunts an ascent, never stopping the work on my cock.

“More than once tonight?”

He grunts again.

The other Daddy chimes in.  “He’s a fuckin’ cumwhore.  Everybody uses him to get off in before we go home.”

I pull him off my dick.  “You want my dick in that fucked out hole of yours?”

“Yes, sir…”

I get up.  I slap his ass.  I don’t even rim him.  I want to wait until I’ve churned any cum he might have in him. 

And I know just how this is going to end…

Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: Fukd (Conclusion)

Toronto—December, 2017

(This picks up immediately after the last post.)

My beard is covered in Daddy Bear cum.  I pull the butt cheeks apart of the Cub in the blue harness and drill my tongue deeper into him.  He groans, telling me to eat him out.  I burrow in a little deeper, lap up the stray cum and stand up, ready to fuck.

“Let me push the rest of his cum deeper.”

This makes the Cub whimper.  He nods his head with a whispered, “Yes, Daddy.”

The Daddy Bear who loaded him hasn’t moved.  He is standing to the side, watching every move I make of savoring his copious load of sperm.  “Push my cum into him, man.  Fuck him good with my load.”

I spit on my super hard cock and push it against the Cub’s hole.  There is no resistance at all.  I glide in on the remnants of the Bear’s load.  I bottom out and stay still for a moment.  The Cub grabs his dick and immediately lets go it.  I begin fucking him.  Slow and steady.  I am reveling in the feel of the load.   The Bear’s dick has not gone down.  He’s stroking double time to my slow fuck.  I begin a build to match his tempo.  Soon I am slamming into the Cub, my hips slapping against his ass.

It’s too much for the Bear.  He shoots again.  This time all over the Cub’s jock and the waistband of my chaps.  I stop fucking but I don’t pull out.  The Cub asks for break.  I help him out after I taste the churned cum in his ass one last time.

*****

I find Gavin.  He has decided to just watch this first time at Fukd.  He assures me he is having a good time.  I go off to refill my water bottle—still hoping for some piss…

*****

We are in the last hour.  I am not sure how many asses I’ve plundered.  But I’m sure it’s in the double digits.  I stand at the rail on the upper level.  I see Zack Acland head towards the bar.  I decide to see if he’s ready for my dick.  I go find him.  He’s leaning on the bar, talking to the bartender, his ass jutting in my direction.  I move up behind him, kneel and stick my tongue into his butt.  He grinds back on me—still carrying on his conversation.  He stops soon enough.  A tiny moan comes out of his mouth.  He puts down his drink and pushes back harder onto my pointed tongue.  I pull those gorgeous cheeks apart.  They are lightly furred with ginger hair.  I grind myself deeper into him.

Zack finally breaks away and turns.  He pulls me up.   “I knew it had to be you.”

“Do you want that fucking now?”

He doesn’t answer—he simply goes to the vacant sling and gets in it.  I ask about stirrups, but he’s fine just on the chains.  I kneel again.  I can’t get enough of his hot butt.  And I want him as wet as possible.  I work his hole really open.  He’s been getting fucked throughout the night.  His ass lips are slightly puffy.  I drench them in spittle.

I stand up.  I lock eyes with him and push into his hot ass.

Zack gasps—but he takes me in one slow, steady entry.  I bottom out.  Zack opens his mouth.  I bend and kiss him.  Deeply. I begin to move in his ass while we are still forcing our tongues in each other’s mouths.  I finally break the kiss so I can really pick up the pace of the fuck.  I watch Zack’s eyes roll up into his head.

I slap his ass.  I am now rattling the chains as I plow into him.  Men circle up to watch Zack take dick.  Right next to him is the Cub in the blue harness.  He has his hard dick out of his stained jock and is fisting it.

“You want to fuck him?”  I ask.

“I’ll cum if I fuck him.”

“You have a better place for your load?” I grin.

He thinks a millisecond before he answers “No.”

I pull out of Zack’s ass as the Cub comes around to shove it in.  He fucks him fast and hard.  He is dropping his load in him in moments.   Zack grunts out a “thank you.”  The Cub pulls out, knowing the drill.  He stands there, letting me clean up his dick.  He even pushes my head into Zack’s wet hole.  I eat a little, but I want to fuck.

“Drive my cum deeper.”

I stand up and grin at the Cub using the same words I had earlier.  I slip into Zack.  Again, I bend and kiss him.  He loves the taste of cum on my tongue.  He sucks it into his mouth.  I linger for some time kissing him with my hard cock buried in him.  Soon I’m fucking again—gliding into his hot ass with its new coating of cum.  I fuck and froth the load in his ass.

A hot, young, mixed race couple is watching from the other side of the sling.  The dark skinned bottom urges the Caucasian top to fuck Zack.  The top looks to me, asking with a raised eyebrow if it’s alright.  I nod.  And make way for another dick.  He’s bigger than the Cub.  And uncut.  He sinks into Zack.  His partner runs his hands over Zack’s furry chest and never takes his eyes off his man inside the porn star.

He fucks him, really plowing into Zack.

And to my surprise, this guy is suddenly unloading too.  He grunts out a “Fuck” with every convulsion into Zack’s grasping ass.  I clean his dick—really digging under the foreskin—and slurp up the mixed loads leaking out of Zack.  I don’t spend long down there this time.  I want to fuck.  I rise, enter and lock eyes with Zack.  My cock pushes in.   Zack’s mouth opens and I drizzle my mouthful of mixed cum into his mouth.  He’s surprised, but swallows it down eagerly.  His ass is milking me with every stroke.

I am tapped on the shoulder.  A shaved headed guy I have earlier in the evening shared hole with —and fucked—wants into Zack.   “I’ll be fast,” he says as I give way.  “I need to cum and go home.”

He’s right.  He slips in, sighing at all the cum inside Zack.  He pumps a few times and grabs the top of the sling frame as his orgasm spasms through his body.  I kneel and clean his dick briefly, but he can’t take it.  I slurp up another mouthful of mixed jizz and stand up.  My cock slips into the now puffy, used hole.  Zack opens his mouth, his eyes begging for more jizz.  I feed him in a long snowball from above.  I let him swallow it and go in for another long kiss.  

I so want to keep this up, but my cock is begging for release.  I straighten up and fuck Zack.  Hard and fast.  All about giving him my load for the first time.  We can’t stop looking at each other.  Our eyes are locked—until my cock erupts.   My head snaps back and I hold onto the over head frame bars for dear life.  My body shakes and empties itself of what feels like gallons of cum.

I hold on until my body stops shaking.  I kiss Zack fleetingly.  I’m on my way down to his ass.   My tongue scoops up a big mouthful of the four mixed loads in him.  I come up and flatten my body on his in the sling.  I kiss him, giving him the collected cum.  We share it back and forth, neither of us wanting to break the kiss…

Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: Fukd (Part One)

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Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: Morning Quickie

Toronto—December, 2017

I woke up the next morning with a massive hard-on.  I blinked awake, unsure of where I was—for the last thing I remembered was Zack Acland grinding his ginger haired butt down on my face.  I slowly realized I was in the guest room at Gavin’s condo and that Zack was a dream—and one that I hoped to make a reality that night.

I got up and made a cup of tea.  I made notes about the sex from last night.  I got on BBRT and wrote a quick connect ad suggesting that men meet me at the Fukd party tonight. 

Gavin materialized.  We talked a little more about what he should wear.  He showed me an array of jocks.  I suggested he model them.  He did.  By the second one—his cock would barely fit in the pouch.   We found the right jock, a thick harness, boots and a leather bicep band.  He looked hot as fuck.  He went back to his room saying he should do some work.

I got back to my computer.  BBRT had blown up.  I was suddenly the most viewed profile of the day—and men were writing me from around the world.  It’s kinda silly—and kinda hot.  It’d been a long time since that had happened to me.  I dutifully answered everyone who wrote.

Gavin came out of his bedroom.  He couldn’t concentrate.  He wondered if I could get him off.  “Just five minutes.”

We are in the guest bedroom.  He is erect and dripping.  He gets on his back so he can stroke.  I eat his butt for a moment.  Just the contact of my tongue on his tight pucker restores the hard on I woke up with this morning.  I don’t spend long there.

“Fuck me,” he grunts out.

I stand up and slip the head of my cock into his spit soaked ass.  He takes a hit of poppers and his ass flowers open.  I sink in deep.  I begin a slow fuck.

Gavin’s hand is a blur as he works himself.

I pound him maybe 2 dozen times before he spurts.  His load is almost as big this morning as yesterday though it doesn’t cover as much of his chest.  I lick it up.

He asks if I want to get off. 

I tell him I’ll save it for tonight.  Tonight, after all, is The Red Black and Blue Ball.

And I hope to fuck Zack Acland for real…

Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: Fucking My Host

Toronto—December, 2017

My longtime readers know that I have been spending New Year’s Eve in Chicago for years.  It was a great year end orgy hosted by my good friends and fuck buds, Rod and Brice.  Well, this spring they moved to Palm Springs.  I needed to find a new place to fuck in the New Year.  I looked on the Fukdto.com web page.  My favorite Toronto sex party was hosting the Red Black and Blue Ball that weekend.  It seemed like the perfect place to be.

Around that same time, I was talking to a man on BBRT from Toronto who wanted to expand his limits.  We chatted and chatted.  Online.  And then, in a long telephone call.  The upshot was that he invited me to stay with him while I was in town.  I could have the use of his condo as my home base—and come and go as I needed.

It was an easy drive in the day before the party.  I was not used to getting into Toronto from the north but I found his place with ease.  Gavin met me in outside the building and brought me into his spacious, modern condo.  I had the guest room which he usually used as his office.  I unpacked.  

We talked.   Gavin was nervous about going to tomorrow’s big event in his home city.  What should he wear?   Should he mask himself in case there were men who knew him from his “normal” life?  Could he have sex in front of so many other men?  He again re-assured me that I was to play like I wanted—I was not to hover around him.

So of course our talk led to sex.  We were both horned about tomorrow and with each other.  Or I know I was.   Now, Gavin is tall and rugged.  He looks ex-military or maybe law enforcement. He’s mid 40’s, with a thick, defined build (6’2” and just over 200 pounds.)  His dark hair is buzzed short.  He looks like a total top—and is a total bottom. 

We played in his room—as opposed to setting up his sling.  The beds in both rooms are built-in, modern Murphy beds that are at a perfect height for fucking…

He’s naked but for a jock.  I have my new yellow jock covering my swelling dick.  We embrace for a moment, but he leans right over.  The bed supports his chest with his feet on the floor.  I kneel behind him and stick my tongue into his ass.  He’s still damp from the shower and his skin is warm.  I groan in the back of my throat as I drill into his hole, leaving behind huge amounts of spittle.  I can’t wait to get my dick into him—so I don’t.  I stand up and insert.  I go in slowly—but steadily.  He takes me like a champ.  He grunts at the stretch.   My left hand snakes out to his neck and holds him in place.  Gavin begins to pant.  My cock is picking up speed.  My hips are slamming against his butt.  The smack of flesh on flesh fills the room.

I slow down and eventually stop.  I pull out and do a quick taste.  His ass is hotter now—and decided juicy.  I tell him to change positions to not tire his legs.  He gets up on all fours on the bed—but that is too high.  It’s great for another quick taste of his butt juices, but he’s way too high to fuck.  He rolls over on his back, his legs on my shoulders.  Perfect.  My cock enters him again.  And again.  I pull all the way out on every stroke and let him feel that big head of mine push into him each and every time.

I switch it up to short, jack rabbit strokes.   This gets him panting again.  I love watching his face as he takes the fucking I’m dishing out.  I see him register every thrust; every clench as he tightens down on the invading dick.  I slow the pace. Only to build it again to a blistering battering of his ass.

I stop to catch my breath.  We lie down on the bed for a moment—but only a moment.  Gavin sits up and spits on my cock.  He scrambles around so a knee is on either side of my chest.  He lowers his hungry ass onto my dick and impales himself.  Gavin is in charge now.  He bounces on my dick with abandon.  He rides me hard.  He rides me as both of us breathe hard and fast.  He rides me until his legs are tired.

We take a short break.  He pulls out his most recent purchases from Fort Troff.   The first one I work up his ass is a butt plug that vibrates—run by a remote.  It moves nicely—and seems to hit the right spots inside him.  I prefer a vibrator that is thinner—that also runs off a remote.  I move it around in him, find his prostate and make his big dick leak as I change up the pulse of the toy.

“Are you going to get off in me?” he asks.

I get him on his back again and concentrate on getting off.  I kneel and eat his now thoroughly juiced up hole.  I swallow some and spit some back into him.  After the electro toys he’s going to be one slick hole to fuck.  I stand up and insert my dick into this handsome man.  Our eyes connect.  Gavin watches me with a concentration that matches my own.  I can feel my balls roiling.  I really want to get off in him.  I pump—and suddenly I’m there.  I shoot and shoot.  Only when my dick stops firing do I stop fucking.

“Stay in me,” he asks.  I’m not going anywhere.  He milks my dick and in moments he shoots a huge load in a diagonal across his chest.  I bend and scoop up what I can reach with my tongue…

*****

We shower together.  It’s been ages since I’ve done that.  I’ve missed having someone wash my back. 

We order pizza and watch ‘Moonlight.’ 

And after, we talk about tomorrow’s sex party…