Fukdto: Asses at the Gloryhole

 Toronto—March, 2020

(This picks up immediately after the last post)

“Please, will you a fuck a friend of mine?”

I nod and Alexandros leads the way to the glory hole wall.  Two asses are displayed in the side by side glory holes, their legs in the chains attached to the wall.  The first it a meaty, hairy bear ass.  A young Asian is fucking it hard—and panting.  The other ass is younger, flatter and smooth.  Alexandros nods toward him. “Jimmy has never tried the wall before.”   I kneel and stick my tongue in the offered pucker.  The man jerks in surprise that someone is there, making the chains rattle.  But he groans as my tongue digs deeper into him.  Alexandros watches me work, and then kneels and knocks my hand away from my own cock.  It’s not a good angle but he sucks me as I eat out the hole.

I stand up ready to fuck.

“Go easy—he’s only had one dick tonight.”

“Spit on his hole,” I tell Alexandros.

He does.  And then he leans forward and pushes his gob in with his tongue.  Then I spit and he does the same with mine.  I push his face into the wet ass. 

“Eat him out.”  Alexandros squirms happily as I hold his head in place.  Jimmy is moaning at all the attention, though it’s faint from behind the wall.  I finally let go of the boy’s head.  He comes up grinning and I pull him into a kiss.  Our tongues are busy as I taste our spit and Jimmy’s ass.  My cock is more than ready to plow.

I break the kiss and enter the kid in the wall.  Slowly and steadily.  I hear the popper bottle open.  But he takes me easily.  Soon I am bucking into him.  With both gloryholes in use, we get some audience watching and stroking.  My friend from Fukd, Parker, has replaced the Asian in the bear’s ass.  We nod to each to other as we fuck.

A man I fucked earlier in one of the slings upstairs, spells me on Jimmy’s ass.  He gives the kid as good as I gave him.  Alexandros is on my cock, cleaning me up the moment I pull out.  He does the same for the new guy when I go back up Jimmy.  I wave Parker over when he pulls out of the Bear.  “Clean him,” I tell Alexandros.  Parker lets him clean him up and then holds him in place to fuck his face.  Eventually he takes a turn on Jimmy’s ass.  And I fuck Alexandros right next to them with Alex just bent over and braced against the wall.

Then we switch, I fuck Jimmy one last time and Parker fucks Alexandros, whose mancunt is becoming incredibly sloppy from all his self lubing. 

 

Jimmy asks for a break.  We help haul him out of the hole.  He staggers a little as he lands on his feet.  But is incredibly happy.  “That was hotter than I imagined,” he says, hugging all three of us.  He’s a cute blond boy in his early 30’s.  He staggers away, in his own cloud of happiness.

I ask Parker and Alexandros who wants to take his place.  Parker slides in.  I fasten his legs to the chains.  Alexandros goes to his knees and begins to rim Parker.  I kneel next to him and we take turns sticking our tongues in his hot, hairy ass.  Parker seems to have been fucked a fair amount this evening.  My not having seen him until now, speaks to how many men are rutting here tonight.  As we slurp at his hole, it begins to drip cum.  I lick it up.  I share it with my rim partner and then he catches the next cum leak and we snowball that.

Parker is moaning, sniffing poppers, and calling us cumwhores.  The mutual felching has made Alexandros get fully hard.  He has a very large, uncut cock now jutting out of his designer jock.  I am ready to fuck.  I stand up.  Alexandros spits on me and I begin to fuck Parker.  Alex wiggles around and finds a way to lick my balls on the back stroke.  I fuck into Parker’s hot hole and then pull out and find Alexandros’ mouth on my dick.  He cleans and I push back into Parker.  We do this two or three times.  Then Alexandros stands up.  He is still rock hard…not just his semi he has getting fucked.

“You want to fuck him?”  I ask.

“I don’t do that.” 

I step to the side and hold on to his erection.  I swipe it across Parker’s cum dripping ass.  Someone’s cum is scooped up by Alexandros’ generous foreskin.  He lets me do it once more before I go to my knees and stick my tongue into his foreskin to taste the mix of cum and his precum. 

Heavenly.

I know there is no way he is actually going to fuck Parker, so I give his cock one more lick, spit it all on Parker’s hole and fuck it deep into Parker’s gut. 

I fuck Parker with swift long strokes.

Then I grab Alexandros and bend him over again.  But this time his face is in Parker’s ass. 

“Eat him out as I fuck you.”

He does.  I love how my cock thrusts shove the pretty Greek face into Parker’s now gaping hole.  Parker groans at the new invasion—likely figuring it out though he can’t see us.  I fuck Alexandros hard.  So hard he finally calls a time out.

He kisses me and says he will find me later, but he needs a drink.

I eat Parker out myself. 

Fuck him a few more strokes and help him out of the hole. 

We find a quiet corner and chat for a moment while we share my water bottle. 

He pulls me into a kiss.  Tender.  Sweet.  After all the rampant sex, something so basic is electric.

It leads to him sucking me. 

And then me doing him.

A hot friend of his arrives…and the moment evaporates as we turn his friend into a shared fuck toy…

*

I am sitting on a fuck cube by the bar.  The gathering is just about ending its third hour.  I need some down time.  I drink and watch a three way at the nearest sling.

Finally I get up and wander.  I find Kevin in a sling in the upstairs area.  The small area is actually deserted save for a blow job happening by the other vacant sling.  From the look of his hole Kevin has been busy all night.  It is gaping slightly and the ass lips are tremendously puffy.  I kneel and massage them with my tongue.  He groans and hits the poppers.  I stick my tongue in him as far as it will go.  I am rewarded with the familiar trickle of cum.  I swirl it in my mouth and spit it back into him.

Someone comes up the stairs and stops by him. 

“You gonna just eat his manpussy or are you gonna fuck it?”

 

(One more to cum…after all, I was there for 4.5 of the 5 hours it ran!)

Fukdto: Fucking Dolf & Friends

 Toronto—March, 2020

(This picks up immediately after the last post)

Dolf envelops me in a huge bear hug.  “And you have the perfect cock to get me opened up for tonight…”

We kiss lightly and then he bends to sample my rampant, engorged rod, fresh from Alexandros’ hole.  Dolf grunts his approval as he takes me deep into his throat.  His tongue gets busy as he slowly pulls off it.  He leaves my dick good and wet—as he leads me to a fuck bench that I hadn’t noticed behind us in a little alcove of the maze.

He gets on it and I fall to my knees.  I can’t wait to bury my face in his famous ass again.  My tongue drills into him.  He’s had at least one cock.  I can tell—but I don’t think it’s a full load I am tasting.  I spend a long time eating his hole.  Dolf is groaning—and soon obviously has a dick in his mouth as I continue to ream him out. 

I stand and push my cock against the spit slavered sphincter.  He grunts around the cock in his mouth and takes me in.  Slowly—but a nice steady glide.  Just a slight thrust from me buries me in one of the hottest asses in porn.  My pubes grind into him.  Dolf pants as I hold in place.  I feel his ass relax.  It’s my cue to begin a slow fuck.  I finally focus on the man in Dolf’s mouth—it’s the African I played with upstairs.  We smile.  I pick up the tempo.  You can hear my hips slapping that fine, upturned ass.  A crowd gathers.  The African gives way for others to push willing cocks into Dolf’s mouth.  I slap Dolf’s ass and nod to the African.  His long, thin cock glides right in—leaving Dolf empty for no more than a millisecond.

He hammers Dolf’s ass—so hard Dolf has to stop sucking the group clustered around his head.  Just as suddenly the African pulls out of his ass, grabs me by the neck and pulls me into place.  My cock goes into Dolf again.  And I realize I’m fucking in load.   The African has cum again—not more than 45 minutes after his load upstairs.  Damn.  I use it to good advantage.  And announce it to the group:   “He just got a load.  It feels fantastic.”

A young man, who must spend hours at the gym, pushes from the crowd at Dolf’s mouth towards me.  “I’m going to cum.  Let me in him.”

I pull out.  The kid inserts.  Just in time.  “Yessss!” he groans.

He doesn’t marinate in the hole.  He pulls out and a lot of jizz comes with him.  I step up and catch the jizz flow with my cock head.  “Let me fuck your cum deeper,” I tell him.  I fuck in what I know for sure is two loads in.  The Gym Kid watches fascinated—and won’t let a willing man clean up his cock, which he holds tightly to his ripped abs.  I continue to fuck Dolf until I see a thick uncut guy patiently waiting for me to finish.  I lean over Dolf’s back and whisper in his ear.  “I will be back to churn those loads…”

Dolf whimpers his assent around the cock in his mouth before I let Mr. Uncut into that already frothy ass…

*****

I really need to catch my breath.  I empty my water bottle and go to piss.  There is a guy hanging around the toilets—I hope he might want a drink.  But no, seemingly not.  I feed it to a porcelain urinal instead.

I wander out to the upstairs bar.  There is a familiar face.  My cubby friend Franklin is here.  I know he’s come straight from work—so his ass is off limits tonight.  We chat for a moment.  I tell him about Dolf.  Moments later, he leads me out of the crowd of men at the bar to an empty area near the DJ booth.  Franklin goes to his knees.  My cock, after my piss, is back in my jock pouch.  He kisses the bulge.  Inhales.  Deeply.  Kisses it again.  I begin to swell.  He works my cock out, using his teeth to pull back the fabric.  My cock all but slaps him in the face.  He holds onto my balls and takes the head into his mouth.  His tongue works every inch of that flared helmet head.  Slowly, he begins to take the shaft into his mouth.  Then his throat.  I know he’s good for three quarters of my length.  Not today.  Suddenly he is to the base.  My cock is completely wedged in his throat.  It feels incredibly tight.  But deliciously so.  I sigh and don’t move.  I’m guessing he needs to be in control.  He backs off me quickly.  And goes most of the way down me again.

I return the favor after a bit…giving his very hard cock a good tongue washing. 

There is a low cube by the railing.  He lies down on it, his head hanging over the edge.  “Fuck my mouth.” 

I straddle his head and enter him.  It takes a second to find the right angle, but when I do it is terrific. I can let him slobber over my cock head.  I can pull out and lower my balls into his mouth for a good tonguing.  I can fuck his mouth.  I do this carefully.  I listen to his vocal encouragement as I do this—and I fuck into him deeper with each positive sounding grunt.  And suddenly I am fully down his throat again.  Pubes in his nose.  Not for long.  I pull off him and he sits up panting.

We go our separate ways.  I find several men to fuck in the sling area where I began.   I pull out of a short Latino and see my friend Kevin coming towards me.  We hug.  We take over a sling.  Kevin is still looking extremely athletic—though I haven’t seen him for a couple of years.  

We used to meet at Steamworks, usually during CumUnion, for he loves multiple tops.  But he had always had us wrap our dicks…well, no more.  He’s on PrEP now and loving the feel of raw cock up his ass.

I help get his ankles into the stirrups.  “How many cocks?” I ask him. 

“Three—but no loads yet.”

“It’s early.”

I kneel and eat his used hole.  He tastes wonderful.  His sizable dick pokes out of his jock.  He takes a hit of poppers and moans as I spit deep into him.  I do it again and again as he toys with the precum leaking out of his cock.  My hand goes up and mops it onto two fingers.  I swipe down his hole and drill the liquid into his ass with my tongue.  It makes my cock drip, so I finger some of that into him too.

I stand up and enter him.  We have been playing on and off for 6 or 7 years…and I am finally going in raw.  Our eyes are locked on each other as I inch into him.  It is a total mind fuck for both of us.  I bottom out.  I hold.  I fuck.  Harder and harder.  A guy comes over and sticks a long dick into Kevin’s mouth.  He goes into pig heaven.  I fuck him a little slower now, so his teeth won’t connect to the other cock.

I look at the guy in his mouth and point to Kevin’s ass.  He nods and comes around.  I pull out and take my ass flavored dick up to Kevin’s mouth.  The guy fucks him while Kevin cleans my dick. 

We reverse. 

And once again. 

Finally Kevin asks for a break.  I tell him I will find him later…and to come find me when he takes a load or two.

I wander.

I get my cock sucked by the downstairs bar.

I fuck a few holes in the maze—men just bent over and eager.

I watch Dolf take more dick

I take a turn—Telling him how good the loads I’m churning feel.

I pull out.  Alexandros is right there to clean me up.  I pull him up to his feet and kiss him.

“Please, will you a fuck a friend of mine?”

I nod and he leads the way to the glory hole wall…

 

(More to come…)

Fukdto: Getting Started

 Toronto—March, 2020

“Are you sure they are even going to be open?”

I am sitting in my car at the customs terminal, having just crossed the Blue Water Bridge on Saturday, March 14.  I have told the rather hunky man in uniform that I am headed to a private viewing in downtown Toronto.  An art viewing is implied, but never stated.  I tell the man that there was an email on Friday stating that things were going ahead.  And indeed I had received an email with the jubilant headline “Dolf Has Landed!”  I had also sent the organizer of Fukdto a private email before I got on the road.  Everything was still a go.

He listens, still skeptical.  Then:

“Well, off you go.  Drive carefully.”

I take off and get into town easily, quite a few hours before the event’s start time at 10pm.  I eat and nap in my hotel room—and check in online with a number of my friends who are planning on attending. 

By 9:30pm I pack my leather and walk over.  I walk up the steep stairs right as the space opens.  I am the only person there.  The set up looks much the same. The maze of plastic sheeting is up.  As I pay my admission, I wonder what play equipment is hidden in it this time.  There is a sling by the bar.  I go up to the smaller, open upstairs areas and sit so I can look down into the maze.  It is dark—but a few people are running around, getting out things like the free cum towels or putting rolls of paper towels by the play stations.  There are more slings set up in these two upper areas.  I get into my leathers slowly.  By the time I check my bag more men have begun to arrive.

I stand, alone in the smaller upper area and look down into the maze.  I can’t see much of anything.  There are two men on the opposite area kissing.  Both are in designer jocks and boots.  I watch as the kiss breaks off and one man goes to his knees.  I knead my stained jock pouch.  My cock plumps.

“May I do that for you, Sir?”

I start.  I hadn’t seen anyone come over here.  Maybe he’s been here the entire time, sitting in the shadows.  I grunt assent.  He kneels and reverently frees my cock from the jock.  The man is very young. And gives excellent head.  He is taking me to the root now.  Making himself gag and pulling off me, grabbing some air and going right back down to the base of my dick.  I hold him down there this time.  He gags—and I let go.  He rocks back onto his heels and gasps for air.  “Damn, I love that…” he rasps out.  I pull him up.  I normally would kiss him…but settle for a hug.  He is hot.  Dark hair on his head and wisps of it on his chest…and a forest of dark hair on his legs. My hands drop to his ass cheeks.  They are as hairy as his legs.  His skin tone is olive.  He can’t be over 27.

He grins and drops back down to his knees to suck me some more.  Lots of tongue everywhere, including my fat, hairy balls.  Then he deep throats me.  He comes up for air, almost laughing.  And my cock is covered in his deep throat spittle.

He stands up.  I turn him so he can lean on the railing, looking out over the club.  I kneel and begin working my tongue between those hairy cheeks—all while stroking my spit covered dick.  He groans.  “Eat my ass, daddy...” 

I grunt my pleasure and drill into his tight sphincter with my pointed tongue.  He groans again.  Louder.  “You like that hairy ass…?”

I show him how much by standing up and rubbing my dripping cock on his hole.  He reaches back and stokes my dick—but doesn’t let it into his ass.  He jerks me for another moment and then turns.  “I really want this big dick in my ass.  But I need to check myself.”  He kisses me on the cheek and heads towards the restrooms.  I wonder if I’ll see him again.

Things have progressed on the upper area across from me.  The two men have been joined by others.  I head over.  A hot man is in one of the slings.  A top I recognize from here is eating out his ass.  I pull out my dick and put it in the hot man’s mouth.  The top looks up from his rimming, recognizes me and nods a welcome.  The angle isn’t great for head, but the scene is hot.  Soon enough the top stands and slaps his short, thick cock on the man’s jock mound.  He then plows into the man.  “Fuck!” the man moan’s around my dick.

The sling moves in the fuck rhythm of the top.  He bangs into the hot guy two dozen times and then kneels again to eat the hole he just fucked.  Still on his knees he waves me over.  I move towards him and he has an extended moment of sucking my cock and spitting my precum into the hot guy’s open hole.  Again and again.

“Fuck him,” says the top, standing up.  I kneel automatically to taste the hole I am about to fuck.  And I have a covid inspired moment of ‘I’m about to lick this guy’s spit’…but it’s only a moment.  I’m here—I’m playing and the hell with it.

I rim the man.  He is already awash with his own ass juices and the top’s saliva.  I love the taste.  It makes my cock drool even more.  I stand up. And insert myself into him.

The other top has moved to the hot guy’s mouth.  The hot guy is obviously enjoying his own ass juices on the top’s cock.  He slurps loudly as I fuck him.

“I pre-loaded him before we came,” the top tells me.  “He has three frozen loads in that hot mancunt.” 

No wonder his ass feels so great.  I am tapped on the shoulder by a very tall African.  I pull out and let him take a turn—moving up to replace the first top for a cock cleaning.  Another man joins us and tweaks the nipples of the man in the sling.  I let a fifth man take my place in the bottom’s mouth.  I kneel and watch the long, but thin, black dick go into the bottom. When he notices I’m down there, the African pulls out and shoves his cock in my mouth.  “That what you want?”

I answer by cleaning him thoroughly.  He pulls roughly out of my mouth and plunges back into the dripping, frothing hole.  “Kiss me,” the African instructs.

I stand up and kiss him, letting him taste the man’s juicy ass on my tongue.  The African groans.  And shoots his first load of the night…

The original top and I take turn’s felching…

*

I drink a long swig from my water bottle to clean my palette.  I head down to the maze.  The crowd has really grown—there must be over 50 people now.  And I want to see if Dolf is in evidence yet.  I move through the twist and turns of the maze.  I notice the glory-hole-for-ass wall is up—though no one is at it yet.  I find a sling hidden in the spaces created by the plastic sheeting.  A man my age is getting railed in it.  I move on to the back corner where I hear a man grunting out his pleasure.  I turn a corner and find the source of the noise.  My hairy legged cocksucker is bent over a block getting fucked.  The top, also in his 20’s, sees me, nods and shows off with how hard he can drill the young man in front of him.  He pulls out, slaps his hand on the hairy butt and leaves.  I sink to my knees and eat the freshly fucked hole.

“Fuck, it’s you, daddy,” the young man croons.  My ego is stroked that he recognizes my tongue work in his hole.  “I want your cock so bad…”

I ignore him and continue to tongue fuck him.  Only when I have had enough, do I stand up and sink into him for the first time.

“Fucccck.”  He croons.  “You are even bigger back there.”

I slap his up turned cheek and fuck his hairy ass hard.  When I pull out, the boy spins around to clean my cock.  This time we kiss.  He’s good doing this, too.  When we finally break he bends back over the block, reaches behind him and guides my cock back into his hole.

We fuck a long time.  One man finds us and stops to stroke.  I offer him the hot, hairy ass but he decides to feed his dick to the boy’s mouth.  The kid groans as he suddenly has two cocks in him at once.  It makes me fuck harder to watch his hunger for the other guy.

I offer his ass once again to the newcomer, but he just smiles and takes off.  I pull out of the boy.  Again he cleans me—totally turned on by his ass juices.  We chat for a moment.  He’s Alexandros.    He pulls me closer and whispers in my ear, over the DJ-ed dance music:  “And I am here for you all night.  Anything you want…”

I thank him and tell him to go get some loads in his butt–and then find me.  He happily goes off into the maze.

I go the opposite direction.  I turn a corner and there he is—all six foot four of him.  Dolf.  He has his hand on a young guy’s cock—who pats Dolf’s ass and moves off.  Dolf turns in my direction.  His eyes first go to my wet, swollen dick that can’t possibly fit back in my jock, before his eyes come up to my face.  I smile and nod.

I see the light bulb go off.  “I know you.  Chicago,”

I smile.  How could I not be pleased?

Dolf envelops me in a huge bear hug.  “And you have the perfect cock to get me opened up for tonight…”

(More to come…)

Fukd

 

I am finally getting to it.

My last play, before the Covid lockdown stopped me having sex, was the final Fukdto gathering in Toronto with Dolf Dietrich. 

At least I went out with a bang.

A really big bang.

It suddenly feels like a long time ago, but I couldn’t write about it during that first part of the lockdown.   I just didn’t want to think about sex—when I knew I couldn’t have any.

But I think I can now. 

I am outlining. (It was a long, long night.  But a great one!)

Stay tuned…

One More of Tony...

 

A little later.  Just as beautiful.

Uncovering Tony Sansone

 I am moving at the end of this month.  I am leaving my tiny town in southwest Michigan and moving to a bigger city—still on this side of the state.  I am renting for a year as I really didn’t think I should be house hunting, well, condo hunting, this spring during the height of the first wave of the pandemic.

I bring this up only for it has made me go through things as I begin packing.  I have found a number of things that will likely find their way into these posts (like the journal I kept as I came out and lost my virginity.)  But I also found a clipping for a book I never got around to buy:  American Adonis: Tony Sansone, the First Male Physique Icon by John Massey.

Tony Sansone (1905-1987) was the male model of choice for every photographer and sculptor in the Jazz Age and on into the 1930’s.  No less than body builder (and mentor to Tony) Charles Atlas called him “the most beautiful man in America.”  

So here are some shots to convince you. 

I have seen him in his only film:  Glorifying the American Girl, where he provides some contrast to all those underdressed Ziegfeld Girls…

 Now I need to go book shopping where there are 114 more pictures…

The Holes of CumUnion

 Grand Rapids, MI—March, 2020

(This picks up right where ‘Opening His Hole Inch By Inch’ left off.)

We have stopped for coffee and a light snack—and we take it out to the truck.  We have about an hour’s trip ahead of us.  I sip the hot liquid gratefully.  It’s a chilly night.  We eat.  We talk.  We love to compare notes on men we have both fucked.

The coffee kicks in just as we reach the city limits.  I am ready to fuck.  And I really need to piss. 

Check in is fast.  It’s a CumUnion night.  It is nowhere near as packed as the previous one I attended here where every locker in the place was sold out.  We strip down—and go our separate ways.  I piss like the proverbial race horse and then go up a floor and scout out the play spaces.  No one is in the glory hole area.  One man is sprawled on a mattress in a dark corner—asleep.  The sling is empty.  One man is on all fours in the mattress area near the sling.  Any number of men are sitting around by the stairs, but no one is playing.  I sit down in the big screen porn area.  Alone.

I haul out my cock out of the jock I left on and stroke to the adequate porn.  In no time the men from the seating area, one by one, come in to check me out.  But only one is brave enough to kneel and ask to suck it.  I spread my legs wide in answer and let him go to it.

He is pretty good.  He is also noisy enough in his enjoyment of taking my dick to make men gather around.  Half a dozen men watch, hands under their towels or squeezing a bulge in their own jocks.  Only one man opens his towel all together and tosses it on his shoulder.  I reach for his cock and suck it as the man between my legs groans.  But nobody else wants to join us.  They stand around watching or shuffle off to sit and do nothing.

I am enjoying being in the middle with a dripping cock in my mouth and an enthusiastic middle aged man slobbering over mine.  Eventually I pull his head off me and, using the hand on the back of his head, guide him up to share the cock I’ve been sucking.  He sucks it avidly and I hunker down in the chair to lick the standing man’s balls.  It’s a big hairy sack—and I leave a ton of spittle all over it.

“Which of you is going to fuck me?”

The man on his knees has pulled off the dick and looking at the two of us.

“I should open him up for your big dick,” says the guy we’ve been sucking.

I stand up and the sucker bends over the first row of seats.  I move behind him and spit on his very plump ass.  I tongue fuck him a little.  The other man moves around to feed him his dick as I rim.  He thoughtfully reaches forward and pulls the man’s butt cheeks apart for me.  “Get him good and wet.”

I do.  I spit and tongue fuck it into the hairless butt in front.  He is tight.  He’s obviously not been fucked tonight.  I get him as wet as possible and then stand up, handing the small bottle of lube I keep in the waistband of my jock to the man getting his cock sucked.  He comes around, lubing up his 6 incher.  He pushes in.  Hard and fast.  The bottom yelps and I stick my dick into his open mouth.  The force of the fucking is making the guy between us take me deep into his mouth on every stroke.  He gives up trying to suck—he just holds on and becomes a cock sleeve for the two of us. 

The guy in his ass is breathing hard.  Panting.  He’s going to erupt any minute.  The top gives a final shove in and howls out his orgasm.  I pull out of the bottom’s mouth, afraid he might bite down.  I let the top shudder as the bottom obviously milks his cock. 

After a moment, he pulls out and pushes past me.  “Churn that load.” 

I want to clean his cock up—but he has already decided that is the bottom’s job.  I use my cock head to catch a long drip of semen running out of the fucked and creamy hole.  I push in between the now puffy ass lips and slide along the trail of cum.  It feels great and I tell him so.

“Push my jizz into this whore’s guts,” the first top barks.  He has pulled his overly sensitive cock out of the bottom’s mouth.  It is wilting fast—but his face tells me he is loving watching me churn his load.  He moves around to see it better.  I slow down my fucking and do long strokes in and out, pulling out my sperm covered cock for him to see.  “That is so hot…”

Then he slaps the bottom on the shoulder and heads for the showers.  I pull out intending to taste the load I’ve been fucking in…but instead I find we both need to follow the first top to wash…

*****

My cleaned up cock gets some head in the gloryhole area when I return to the play area.  All the holes are low with my long legs.  I have to hunker down at an odd angle to get my cock through, but the man who is sucking me is good—and I like not having a clue who it might be.  He works hard—but gives up when he realizes he won’t make me blow my load.

I do another walk around the various play areas.  I find and fuck a guy in the sling.  He is older and has a big, inviting ass sticking out for all fuckers.  I rim him briefly—tasting the use he has had from at least one man tonight.  He groans.  I stand up and slap my cock on his ball sack.  He grunts out: “Fuck me, stud.”

I slide into him.  He is tight and wet.  I reach down and work the sizable nipples on his very hairy chest.  His very small dick stands up and pulses each time I squeeze.  I keep up a steady fuck rhythm.  The sling chains creak and groan.  A bystander comes over and takes over working the fuckee’s nipples.  I grab the chains and increase the speed of my thrusts.  The bystander squeezes hard and the man’s tiny cock shoots all over himself, hands free.  Strings of cum hang from the forest of chest and pubic hair.  The man groans deep in the back of his throat.  I pull out.  He thanks me, hoarsely.  And I help him out of the sling.

I find my friend.  He is at the buffet set up in the front lobby.  He has given some young man an oral load—and can go home anytime.  He tells me to take my time, but, after two chocolate cookies, I head out on a mission to get off.  I go back up to the play area.  On the mattress near the sling, I see a familiar ass.  It’s the man I christened Cowboy Boots years ago in these posts, as he was wearing them at the time.  (I simply don’t remember whether he was on this night in March!) 

I move behind him.  His hole has been used—as it always is.  I lean down and begin licking up and down his ass cleft.  He groans.  When I go deep, he looks around to see who is chowing down on his ass.  He grins as we make eye contact.

“Eat me,” he grunts.  “Love your tongue…”

I grunt, maybe it’s more of snort as I wallow in the cum I’m finding deep inside him.  He gives a slight push and I get a dollop of someone’s jizz on my tongue.  I savor it and swallow.  My cock jumps.  It’s time to fuck. 

“I need to breed you,” I hiss in his ear.

“Fuck, yeah…” he murmurs and his hole flowers open to take the big head pushing against it.  It swallows me up.  I am suddenly balls deep inside him.  He squeezes.  I begin to move.  Not so slow.  I know he can take whatever I can throw to him.  I pump and churn the sperm in his hole. 

I pull out once and taste the load.  It makes me want to shoot.  I slide my dick back into him and almost immediately begin firing my pent up load.  Once shot after another…

 

I slept all the way to Lansing…