Four Asses...and some ripped jeans...

 

Michigan’s weather has been bouncing back and forth between cold, miserable days and some really glorious weather for March.  Today is a beautiful day and I will be hiking out in a nature preserve during the time I am usually writing a blog post.

It’s a good day for a break—as I have just finished my February exploits and next time I will begin looking at this month’s fun.  So, to keep you all entertained, I will share some pictures a fuck bud sent me.

 

Four beautiful asses…and something to make them feel good…

His Tongue

 Near Home—February, 2025

Even if you are a new reader, you know that I love variety with sex.  Something slightly different, to make the encounter stand out.  On the last day of February, I had just that experience.  It was a busy Friday at the bookstore; fun, but not memorable until…but I’m getting ahead of myself…

 

I walk in.  There are 14 men here.  And most of them are at least jerking their cock, if not actually engaged in sex.  This is the most men I’ve ever seen here in the new video space.  I find a seat against the wall, opposite the entrance door.  I can see both screens.  I unzip and pull out my hardening cock.  The cocksucking couple is here.  Shy One comes right over.  His warm mouth takes me to the root repeatedly.  I can see his partner, Shaved Head, actively working on a man in a dark corner by the gay screen.  Shy One goes for my balls.  I sigh.

A man across the room gives up his jizz to a hungry sucker.  Shy One glances up and watches the guy leave before he goes back to my dick.  When he finally stops, Shaved Head takes a turn, having finished off the guy in the corner.  I relax into the chair as I feel him go to work on me.  When his knees tire, I see my usual seat is open.  I move.

The seat next to me is a guy in his 50’s I don’t recognize.  He eyes my cock.  Soon his hand reaches out and replaces mine.  I reach for his.  We jerk each other.  I stop.  He stops.  I ask if I can suck him.  He gets flustered and shakes his head.  His hand is off me and he makes a show of watching the movie.

A tall man, with a big chest and a big dick sits on the other side of my stroker.  I have sucked this guy before.  We nod to each other.  He has a man on his dick the moment it is out.  My stroker watches the action, trying to just keep glancing over, but soon he is staring at the sex happening next to him.

The cocksucker changes.  The guy with the big dick has great staying power.  The new man is sure he’ll get the load.  He doesn’t.  I wait a minute, then kneel in front of the guy.  He smiles.  My stroker looks shocked, but is beating his meat faster.  I go for the guy’s balls, ignoring his cock.  Neither of the other men had licked them.  I get an instant groan of pleasure out of him.  I get them good and wet.  I take only one at a time into my mouth, with gentle suction.  Only then do I slowly lick up his shaft. 

“Fuck, yes…” he hisses.

I work hard for another three minutes, but I get the reward.  He gushes out his orgasm, his wet balls pulling up so tightly they almost disappear.  He squeezes my shoulder, as I lick him clean. Hhe takes off.  I sit back in my chair.

“That was hot,” my stroker whispers.  “You like sucking cock?”  There is some disbelief in his voice.

“Sure.”

We watch the screen in silence.  His hand is back on my cock for another moment.  And then he excuses himself.  “I need to go out to my car.  I’ll be back.”

He never returns.

No one is on me for a bit.  The crowd has thinned.  The room count is still likely a dozen, with a few new men taking the place of those who have left.  A man in his late 40’s in a knit hat (not the same guy from the previous post) is working on Shaved Head’s cock.  I’d watched him earlier with another man, who he got off very quickly.  Now, in the same back corner where Shaved Head got a load, he is being sucked himself.  I watch the video, but listen to Shaved Head’s breathing.  It is quickening.  In moments I hear him give up his load.  The cocksucking couple leave quickly, after a wash in the restroom.

I watch this new cocksucker go down on a guy off to the side.  He works intently.  And gets the a mouthful of cum.

More men leave.  Soon there are just two behind me and the new cocksucker.  He is wearing a denim jacket, the knit hat, jeans and motorcycle boots.  His hand disappears down the waistband of the jeans to find his dick while he is sucking.  His face is rather weathered, but pleasant.  He walks over to me.

“May I?”

He waits for my nod to go to his knees.  His face goes to my balls.  He inhales.  Deeply.  And sighs.  He licks up the shaft.  He takes just the head in his mouth.  His tongue is everywhere.  You can tell he is all about sucking—and has the skills of a man who’s been doing it for a long time.  He rarely takes me deeper than two inches, but when he does it is that much more electric.

He moves back to my balls, but is now getting them wet with tons of saliva.  Just like I had done, he takes only one at a time into his mouth, giving them all the attention.  He goes back and forth, repeatedly.  I jerk my dick and squirm.  It’s been a while since someone has spent so much time on them.

Now he gently pulls them up.  He begins licking my cock ring.  Everywhere along it his tongue can reach.  And now above and below it.  He wants my perinium.  He stops and looks up at me.  The look in his eyes is one of real need.  I unbuckle my belt and he pulls my pants down to my ankles.  I hunker down in the seat. He pulls the straps of the yellow jock out of his way.  He licks down my taint, stopping before he hits my tight pucker.  Up and down, leaving tons of saliva that drips down onto the chair.

He comes back up to my balls.  He licks them, still one at a time.  Sucks them.  And goes back again.  He is driving me crazy is in the best possible way.  His tongue snakes down my perineum again.  It hovers just above my asshole.  He stops and rocks back on his heels, looking at my exposed ass.

“You want to lick my ass, don’t you?” I murmur.

He nods, not quite looking me in the eyes.

“You really want it?”  My voice is still hushed.  I realize we are alone in the room; I didn’t even notice the two men leaving as his mouth was so good.  “You like to lick top ass?”

Now he looks at me.  “Please, Sir…”

I nod.  My legs come up and go on his shoulders. He goes for it.  His tongue flicks lightly over my pucker.  Repeatedly.  I stroke harder.  He licks off all the sex sweat from today.  He all but rolls it around his tongue like a fine wine.

He begins to drill into me.  He is making the hottest mewling sounds of pleasure as he licks my asshole.  Deeper and deeper.  I stop stroking my cock and concentrate on his tongue.

He comes up for air.  “You should take a hit of poppers,” he murmurs, handing me his brown bottle.  I do.  The fumes envelop me as he begins to tongue fuck me in earnest.  I touch my dick and then stop myself.  I want to prolong this moment.  His face is now plastered between my butt cheeks.  He pulls back, breathless.

He passes me the bottle again.  I inhale.  His tongue connects as I re-cap it.  He digs deeper.  And deeper.

My hand grasps my dick.  I stroke—and blow a massive load on my stomach.  I am shaking.  He stops licking and just holds my legs on his shoulders as I start to come back to reality. 

I love that he pulls a bandanna out of his back pocket and begins cleaning up the pools of semen… 

And He Pointed at My Cock...

 Near Home—February, 2025

After nearly three hours of fist and toy play with Evan, I didn’t want to do anything the next day.  I’m not even sure I could have.  Fisting does a number on my back.  It’s something about how I hunch over to line up my arm properly.

But Monday dawned and I knew where I was going.  I took off right after lunch.  I didn’t expect much, but was I ever wrong…

 

I go in, and once again it feels darker than usual.  There are lots of seats taken.  My usual seat is filled by a big bear of a man I do not know.  I see the Shy One sitting in his usual spot.  I hear Shaved Head giving oral around the corner near the gay screen.  I opt to sit in the other corner, where I can only see the straight screen, at least until people clear out.  I stumble over the foot of a man in the seat next to the one I am aiming for.  I apologize and sit.

The guy is not offended at all.  He’s all smiles.  He grins, recognizing me.  He is an older Black man, with snow white hair.  He used to be a regular, back when there were two theatres here.  He loves my dick—and vice versa. 

I sit and look around, as my eyes adjust.  There are at least 10 men here—and Shaved Head is the only man working the room.  I unzip and take out my hardening cock.  In a few minutes I have a helping hand from my seat companion.  I love the contrast of his ebony skin wrapped around my very white meat.

“I think I should suck your dick, by way of apology,” I whisper.  I go to my knees and take his hard cock deep into my throat.  He sighs and rubs his hand across my cropped hair.  He is juicing nicely.  I keep going back to the head and licking it up.

He leans down.  “Let me do you,” he whispers.

I sit back in my seat and he goes to his knees.  It has been a good four months or more since I’ve seen him.  I had forgotten what a good cocksucker he is.  I look around the room.  Shaved Head is on a new man—one sitting where I can watch him work.  Shy One is also sucking dick, as is a man I’ve never seen before.

Shaved Head gets a load.  The guy giving it up is noisy about it.  And he beats a hasty retreat out of the room.

My guy comes up for air.  “I’d forgotten that you take forever.”

I smile and nod.

Shaved Head comes over, nods and sucks my cock.  Just a few moments in, Shy One gets a load.  Shaved Head senses it, stands and the two of them leave.  I find it rather sweet…

Men leave.  Others arrive.  Not many I recognize.  We are now up to 12 men.

The door opens and a guy in his 50’s comes in, wearing a knit hat.  It stays on his head as he works the room.  He moves right to On His Phone and goes to his knees.  He coaxes a load out of him in record time.

Knit Hat moves next to the youngest guy in the room.  He is rewarded quickly.

He must be good.  I make eye contact with him.  He looks right through me and sucks the man next to me.  This time he has to really work for the load.  But he gets it.

I nod to him as he gets up.  He ignores me again and moves to a man across the room who is just opening his fly.  Knit Hat kneels and begins work on his fourth dick in under half an hour…

*

The personal has changed again.  Mostly because Knit Hat has gotten at least seven guys off.  A couple of guys have refused his advances.  I keep waiting for him to get to me, but he never does.

A regular comes in.  He is the guy who is rumored to only suck new meat.  He is my age with silver hair and beard.  We nod to each other as he sits across the room from me.  I have moved to my regular seat so I can see both screens.  One Time Only, as I dubbed him, unzips.  He has a very hard, regulation sized dick.  I expect Knit Hat to be right on him.  And he tries.  He is refused.  Knit Hat does not take it well.  He stomps out of the room.

The door opens a young daddy enters.  Not a gay young daddy, but the real thing.  The kind you lust over in the park as he pushes his youngster in the stroller.  He is well dressed, especially for here.  His hair is short, in a military cut.  He stands and sees there are two screens.  On the straight there is very big chested woman getting fucked between her breasts.  On the gay screen is a five-man orgy.  He sits where he can turn to see both, but he only looks at the titty fuck.  At first.  Then he keeps sneaking peeks at the much louder, hotter orgy.  His jaw actually drops open as the orgy ends and a thin young man holds his hole open for two tops to dump their loads.  He quickly looks away.

One Time Only smiles and nods at him.  The young daddy nods to him and then sees his cock is out.  He looks away.  And back at it.  OTO gestures for him to sit next to him.  I think I am going to enjoy watching his seduction of the young daddy into One Time Only’s skilled mouth. 

They both look at the straight screen.  Up there, semen is all over her boobs.  The scene changes and a long spate of set-up dialogue starts.  I look back to the two of them.  I can’t believe it.  Young Daddy is on his knees sucking One Time Only.  OTO face is a mix of surprise and pleasure.  In moments he is moaning and shooting into the young daddy’s mouth.

The young daddy gets huge points for swallowing the load.  He mumbles something to One Time Only which I can’t hear.  OTO points to me.  WTF?

With semen still on his lips, the young guy gets up and walks over to me.

“You do have a big one,” he says.  He kneels without asking and takes just the head of my cock into his mouth.  His tongue is busy, if not skilled, but the scenario is so damn hot I don’t care.  He works down my shaft.  He gags once, but masters it.  He settles into giving me some really good head. 

His hand brushes my balls.  He pulls off me and licks them, moaning at the smell of me. He nuzzles and licks for a long time.  Then his tongue works back up my shaft and swallows most of me.  His fingers gently touch my wet balls.

Holy fuck!  I’m going to shoot.

I grab his head and begin to fire.  The first shot is in his mouth before he goes deep to take the remaining five or six spurts I his throat.  He can’t get enough of my cum.  He licks up every drop, smiling sheepishly.  He stands up.  His cock, hidden from view, is obviously erect.  I touch the mound…

And his phone goes off.  He races out the door.  Never to be seen again. But likely only until the lure of it all comes over him again…

*

This is why I never tire of going and reporting on what I find.  A day that was moderately good at best, became superb.  And I would love to know his story…

Evan Tries Out the New Toys

 My Playroom—February, 2025

I couldn’t quite believe that it had been a full year since Evan, a Chicago area fist pig, had been to my house.  We had tried a couple of times during that year to re-connect, but two busy men could not make schedules mesh.  Until now.  He arrived in the late afternoon, with three sex toys, a bottle of vodka and a bouquet of chrysanthemums.

After some time in the shower, he poured himself a drink and we chatted as I got the flowers into a vase.  He began to unwind from his drive.  He was really ready to go…and soon we headed down the stairs, carrying the bag of three dildos…

 

Evan’s eyes light up as he sees the sex toys (given to me by frequent commentor, GaryM.)  They are on a new rack which I saved from a trip to the dumpster during my brother’s move.  It now holds all of GaryM’s contributions to the playroom and new restraints my brother gave me.

He unpacks his toys, placing them on the bed.  He has also brought his bottle of K-lube.  I lean against the fuck bench.  Evan goes to his knees and sucks my cock for a bit.  But he can’t wait to get on the bench himself.  He makes himself comfortable and it’s my turn to kneel and lick his fresh-from-the-shower hole.  It opens for my tongue easily.  My cock stretches it more. 

I remember he likes ass to mouth, so I pull my cock out of him and he revels in the taste of his hole on my engorged dick.  I head back and fuck him again.  He is opening more and more.  I grab the egg-headed dildo, grease it up and work it in.  My cock follows.  He groans.  His ass is being stretched just like he likes it.

I remove the toy.  I work in three of my fingers.  He takes them as if they were nothing.  My cock slides in next to them.  I fuck, loving the feel of them alongside my cock.

The Seahorse, the curved dildo with ridges, is next.  This is new to him.  He loves how the end finds the opening of his second hole.  I reverse it, so the curve is going the opposite way—and he can take it just as deeply.

He asks for one of his own toys.  It is a curved, copper colored toy with three bulges in the shaft.  It is slightly firmer.  I grease—and he takes a toy that is likely in his hole a lot.  I work it in and out and then go back to the Seahorse.

We move to the sling.  He loves to be fisted on his knees, but is happy to give them a rest.  And I want to see his face as I insert each item.  I reach for the speculum.  It feels small after the sizable toys already in him.  But then I begin the slow crank open.  His face goes from surprise to pure bliss as I keep working the crank.  He can’t believe it when I stand up and slide my cock in with it.  I often talk about how I love the cool metal on my cock.  Not today.  His ass is so warm it has heated the stainless steel.  I fuck him hard—stretched wide open.

I grab another of his toys, a double headed dildo.  He wants some depth, after the side stretch.  It goes in easily.  And deep.  Another toy I am sure is an old friend.

                                                                             His toys

Now it’s the clear toy with a bulge and a handle left by GaryM.  He loves the smoothness of it. Then I switch to the Ballistic Butt Bomb.  The hard stainless-steel bulb makes him gasp.  He loves that I can add my dick to fuck.  I do, too.  My dick head keeps hitting the bulb, giving me a great new sensation. 

He asks for more length again.  I grab the toy of mine that is five balls of increasing circumference.  He takes four of them.  We try a second time.  It’s still four, not quite the last one.  I tell him I have only met one man who can take all five.

I move on to a very unforgivingly rigid toy.  It is long with a handle.  There is a tapered head, but it goes quite thick.  Evan loves it.  I use it on him again and again.

I slow things down.  The last time he was here he took a length of chain.  (There is a pic of it on the previous post.)  I tell him I am going to use a chain on him, but one with slightly bigger links.  I grease them up and work them in, link by link.  You can hear the clink as they pile up deep in his gut.  It is an 18-inch length of chain and he takes 13 inches of it.  I want enough outside of him for me to hold onto with my greasy hands.  He takes a hit of poppers before I start pulling them slowly out.  Each link stretches him as it pops through his sphincter.  We do it again.

And only after all this, do I grease up my hands and work the left into him.  Then the right.  Now eight fingers with a lateral stretch.  Back to the left, gliding in and turning inside him and out.  The same with the right.

I grab the three-tiered butt plug.  Not surprisingly, he takes it with ease.  I work it in and out.  I decide to try the inflexible hand shape toy given to me by GaryM.  Again, it slides into Evan easily.  He likes the firmness.

I use my hands again.  A lot.

I call a break.  I slip in his copper-colored butt plug.  He squeezes down on it and it shoots out of his ass.  I catch and re-insert it.  It slips out of him again and this time my hands are too greasy to hold on to it. 

We rest on the bed.

When he’s ready, I re-lube just about everything under the sling for a second round in his ass.  A third for some of his favorites.  I work so his hole alternates from being stretch wide to being stretched deep.

He has seen the two massive black dildoes given to me by GaryM.  He wants to try the slightly smaller one.  Even after all the play, it is a slow insert.  But he takes it.  To the hilt.

We return often to the Seahorse and his curved dildo.

We have been at it for hours.  Finaly, he calls a halt to the work out.  His hole is spent.

We go up to eat the casserole I have been slowly cooking in the oven…

 

                                                   Freshly washed after dinner.

 

Evan’s last time in the playroom is HERE.

Priming the Pump

 Near Home—February, 2025

 

It was Friday.  A day that has become very lively at the bookstore. I thought about going, but I had a fisting bud coming the next day.  Maybe I shouldn’t go, but I also knew that he and I would be doing very different things.  The lure was too strong.  I ate an early lunch and took off to see what trouble I could get into…

 

I go in.  It seems darker today.  I can see about eight men around the room.  The cock sucking couple is here.  I see the shiny pate of Shaved Head working a cock as I settle into my usual seat.  He is sucking the young bearded hipster I often get to suck.  SH is giving him a good time—I can see it in how they are reacting to each other.  And it nicely gives Shy One a chance to start me off.  He arrives at my side.

“I guess you have me today,” he murmurs as he kneels.  His mouth envelops my entire dick.  He could teach a master class is cock sucking.  His tongue is everywhere.  He effortlessly takes my entire length deep into his throat.  Repeatedly.  He pulls off me and licks my balls.

From over in the corner, the bearded hipster gasps and then begins a series of groans that can only mean he is giving up his load.  Shy One glances over at his partner, a look of pride on his face.  He nods to me and they get up at the same time and head out the door.

I stroke.

I watch the Voyeur receive head from a young cub, who I’ve occasionally seen here.

A good-looking guy comes in, white, late 40’s.  He sits next to me.  His hand disappears down the front of his pants before he says hello to me.  We chat softly.  He reminds me that the last time I saw him, he shot on my hard cock.  I nod.

He seems happy enough, for now, to knead himself under his trousers.

I turn in my seat.  The Voyeur has moved on.  He is face fucking a regular, a man who can’t keep his hands off his own nipples as he’s being face fucked.  The Voyeur is fucking his face with full force.  The man, a hairy bear, has pulled up his shirt and is twisting his massive nipples as he takes the cock.  Spittle drips from the corners of his mouth.

The Voyeur motions for me to join him.  He steps back and I push into Nip Guy’s mouth.  My thicker cock is that much more for him to handle.  It also makes him now stroke his cock with one hand while still working one nipple.  My hand finds the other.  I twist and start a slow face fuck.  I go a little deeper into him with each stroke.  He moans.  The spittle drips.  His nipple in my hand throbs.

And his cock erects.

I am going quite deep now on each stroke.  It feels fantastic, so different than the first mouth on me today.  I pick up a little more speed.  He finally holds up a warning hand and I pull out to let him catch his breath.

He pants.  His cock drools.  “Ready,” he says and I do it all again.

The next time I get the warning I pull out and go to my knees to suck his raging dick.  It’s just for a moment—before I am rewarded with a thick load.

The Voyeur gives me a thumbs up and goes off to the rest room.  A man with a long snow-white beard wants the same treatment.  But I need to catch my breath and say so.  He nods and I sit.  I take a long pull on my water bottle.

Soon I hear White Beard sucking the cub.

I stroke.

The Voyeur is now sitting in the corner where the bearded hipster got off and he, too, is being sucked.  It’s the good-looking guy down on his knees.  I watch.  Soon the guy looks up and, though I can’t hear it, I know he’s asking to be fucked.

“Not today.  Sorry,” the Voyeur says.  “He will.”  And he points to me.

“He’s so much thicker…” the guy tells him, as if I’m not in the room.

The Voyeur just laughs.

And sure enough, I am asked.  “But with a condom, please.”

I nod and dig out a Magnum.  He strips off his pants, folds them and bends, clutching the seat.  I kneel and eat out his hole.  He juices up fast with my probing tongue.  I roll the condom on as I still lick and spit.  It’s such a flashback to before 2009, when I was the king of Magnums in southwest Michigan.  I grease it up, while my face is plastered in his hairy ass.

I stand and enter him.  At first it feels fine, but I miss the wetness and the full strength of the warmth of his hole.  I fuck.  Harder than usual, to make up for it.  And he loves that.  He even stops stroking his dick to concentrate on working his hole.

I slow a little but don’t stop.  I build speed again, slapping his ass involuntarily.  Good Looking Guy actually asks me to stop just before I would have anyway.  He goes to the restroom.  I go to feed my cock to White Beard.  He takes me hungrily.  I fuck his mouth until he gets off all over the floor (and a little on his pants.)  He doesn’t care.

I sit back down.   Good Looking Guy comes back, not putting his cock away.  The Voyeur is on the other side of him.  GLG reaches out and takes the two cocks into his hands.  I reach over and play with his balls while the Voyeur strokes the guy’s cock.  It’s just nice and easy after the ass and face fuckings.  The Voyeur and I switch, him to balls, me to shaft. 

We stay that way a long time.  Somewhere in there, I slip to the floor and suck the thick, but short cock on GLG.  The Voyeur continues to knead his balls as I do it.

I offer to suck the Voyeur.  As I move to do it, his phone goes off.  He takes it, and has to leave.  I now suck the big fragrant balls of Good Looking Guy.  Then work my way up his shaft.  Wt and dripping.

When I sit down again.  He does the same for me.  His tongue everwhere.

We are now alone in the theatre.

We don’t try for orgasm.  We just keep each other wet and warm.

He finally has to get home.  As do I.

No cum shot, but it has primed me perfectly to work over my fisting bud’s ass the next day…

A Study in Contrasts

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Valentine's Day Cock and Ass...Cum and Piss (Conclusion)

 Near Home—February, 2025

 

(Picking up where we left off.  Cute College Kid had just shot in my mouth…)

 

I am sitting in my corner seat where I can look at both screens. CCK moves behind me towards the gay screen, out of my sight.  I take a long drink of water from my bottle to rinse my mouth of all the cum I’ve swallowed.

I feel a tap on my shoulder.  I turn.  On the seat behind me, Cute College Kid is kneeling, his perky, smooth ass exposed to the room.

“Eat me out, and maybe you can fuck me…”

I stand up.  My cock actually drools at the sight.  I move towards him and kneel.  My tongue licks up and down his nearly hairless ass crack.  He moans each time my tongue connects with his tight pucker.  I burrow into him.  Now he moans louder.  I sense movement beside me.  The Mexican, who loves to get fucked but never cleans his ass out, has arrived at some point when I was too busy to notice.  He is right next to us now, jerking his dick with his right hand while his left is fingering his own ass. 

I stand up and push the head of my cock into Cute College Kid.  He grunts and his hand touches my thigh to make sure I don’t go in too deep.  He relaxes and I inch in.  I have learned not to try to put all of me inside him.  I fuck him with half the length of my dick.  Maybe two thirds as I keep fucking.  The Kid is moaning and jerking his dick, which is still hard after his first cum.

The Mexican pushes in between the chair CCK is on and the one next to it.  It brings his dick near the Kid’s mouth. CCK sucks him.  I speed up the fuck.  I wouldn’t mind breeding him. 

I pull out and taste the freshly fucked hole.  My own cock swells.  I hear the Mexican breathing heavy as I lick out CCK.  I stand up, ready to fuck.

“Please,” says the Mexican.  I step back and he pushes his cock into Cute College Kid’s open hole.  I have never seen this man top an ass before.  But he is fucking for the load right in front of me.  I step around, thinking to offer my cock to CCK for his mouth.  But I never get there.  The Mexican shoots.   The moment his cock is done firing he pulls out and races for the restroom.  CCK turns in his seat. 

“Take it!”  I bend and get his cock in my mouth just in time to swallow his second load of the day.  I really want to fuck that loaded ass, but I can’t complain.  I clean his dick thoroughly.  He grabs his clothes and goes off to the restroom, with his balls two loads lighter and a dripping ass…

*

There is a lull in activity.  A real changing of the guard.  The Choker has cleaned out many of the men who were here when I arrived and were looking to just quickly dump a load.  He is now sucking me, and slowly, new recruits arrive.

The Voyeur walks in, nodding to me as he takes a seat behind me—the same chair used for CCK’s fuck.  I hear him unzip.   The Choker sucks.  I look at the screen where two men spit roast a barely legal young woman.

A cute ginger comes in.  He walks right to the Voyeur.  I can only guess that this is a pre-arranged meet as the Voyeur is hidden from view when you walk in.  I hear the new arrival go to his knees and a sigh from the Voyeur.  The Choker takes a break to go sit next to another daddy who is looking for a hot mouth.  I turn and grin at the Voyeur.

“Join us,” he whispers.  I go and sit next to him.  The ginger is delighted.  He has a long, thin, ebony dick in his mouth and a thicker, longer pale white one with an angry red head, waiting.  He makes the switch, keeping a hand on the Voyeur.  The guy’s good.  He pauses sucking me for a moment, to take his own cock out.  It is a regulation sized dick with a downward hook.  He comes back to licking my shaft and then my balls.  He leaves them very wet before he returns to servicing the Voyeur.

Moments later, we stand up and try both our cockheads in Ginger’s mouth at the same time.  He groans out the sexiest sounds as our drooling cocks touch each other inside his mouth.  His tongue swirls around our mashed together heads.

The Voyeur’s phone goes off.  He beats a hasty retreat to answer it.  The Ginger continues to work on me.  When he gives his knees a break, I slide out of my seat and take his hooked cock into my mouth.  He is surprised and pleased.  Now the two of us trade blow jobs. 

He sucks me, slurping away.

When it’s my turn, I let him try to fuck my face, but the curve doesn’t let it happen easily, so I just work on the dripping head.

Then I fuck his face and leave him breathless.

The Voyeur returns.  I am on my knees as he arrives.  He chuckles and touches the ass of Ginger who is standing in front of me.  The Ginger moans and begins firing his load into my mouth.  The curve makes it go straight down my throat.   The Ginger reluctantly pulls out, reaching for a tissue, before he realizes I have licked up every stray drop of cum off him.

He leaves.  

The Voyeur goes off to fuck a dapper older man in the restroom.

I sit and catch my breath.  I watch the Choker get a load across the room.

The door opens.  In walks Latino Top.  (I first met him at the house party to the north, but I have played with him here, even got into his ass, but this is the first time I’ve seen him in the new space.)  He is late 30’s, with a shaved head, and an uncut dick that is the same size as mine.  He smiles as he passes me.  He sits behind me, in the chair which has seen so much action today.  I hear his pants slide down to his ankles before he sits.

Latino Top leans over to the back of my head.  “Let me suck that thing,” he whispers.

He takes a huge hit from his brown bottle as I get up and move around to stand in front of him.  He leans forward and begins to suck.  It’s mostly a lot of tongue and suction on my cock head.  Just once does he try to get all the way down my shaft.  But it feels terrific when he does it.  He pulls off me panting.

“You’re turn.”  He takes his hand off his own cock.  He takes another hit as I go to my knees.  I have to mind my teeth with his thickness, but I take his full length repeatedly.  When I come up to catch my breath, he sticks the brown bottle under my nose.  I take a hit—though I don’t need it.  His sweaty balls are better than the poppers.

I go back to sucking, my head spinning.  I hear noise behind me.  I glance back, the Mexican has dropped his pants and is bent over, wriggling his butt at the two tops sucking each other.  I work harder on LT’s dick.

But he wants to fuck.  I wonder if he knows about the lack of clean out.  Latin Top gets up and squeezes the Mexican’s full ass.  I watch that big cock disappear.  I sit on the chair Latin Top has just vacated.  The poppers were strong, a brand I don’t know, and I don’t want to move.  I watch the fuck.  Latin Top slows his fuck speed.  He pauses, his cock still deep in the ass, but he reaches back and pulls his own cheeks apart, looking over his shoulder right at me.

What he wants is unmistakable.  I stand up and move to him.  He begins fucking again, but not as hard.  I touch my dick.  It has lost some hardness from the strong poppers.  I work two fingers up Latin Top’s muscular ass.  I find his prostate and stroke.

Latin Top is bucking into the Mexican, harder and harder.  His ejaculation is moments away.  I add a third finger—and he shoots.  Deep in the hole.  He whole body spasms as his cock keeps firing seed into the Mexican.

He pulls out.  So do I.  When he sees his dick, he grunts his annoyance and takes off to the bathroom.  The Mexican just pulls up his pants and goes home, likely awash in semen.

The Choker finds me.  He wants another round.  I tell him my dick is now limp from whatever brand of poppers I was fed.  But I can give him piss.  (I say this loud enough for the Voyeur to hear.  It freaks him out. I’m slightly surprised.)

“Perfect.”

He moves to kneel at the pole that is in the center of the room.  He braces against it.  My dick is still swollen, but not hard.  I push just the head onto his waiting tongue.  It takes a moment for my plumbing to reconnect in a different way.  It begins with one spurt.  He swallows greedily.  Another.  He swallows rapidly.  The flood gates open.  I can’t control it now.  I pour down his throat everything in my bladder.  The Choker is in heaven.  He has to keep swallowing, faster and faster or my piss will be everywhere.  And he does it.  He doesn’t spill a drop.

I am left panting.  It truly feels like I have just had the longest cumshot of my life.  I feel quite post-orgasmic as I tuck my wet cock away.  If I can’t shoot one way, this time the other worked just as well. 

And that was Valentine’s Day.  Three and half hours of some of the best play I’ve had there.