Don't hate me but, when it works, I love my sex life. The fucking started Friday evening at my place when one of my A4A buddies came over to give me some very sweet ass. We'd played together years before, but it was only in the last half year or so I knew him to be into bareback sex. I didn't remember the last time I had any ass. Within 20 minutes, I was shooting him up with my load. Several hours later, I got a text from a friend to join him in heading over to M's place. M is 6'4", muscled, tatted and intelligent with classically Boston bad boy good looks. He's also solidly bisexual, straight up and down the middle. I love to connect with people who make it difficult to classify who they are. Not that there's anything wrong with putting people in boxes (as long as they consent). My friend and I arrived in Charlestown just before 1a and what began as an easy-going meeting with chill conversation quickly morphed into an intense sex fest. Despite the fact that there was no fucking, it was an uninhibited evening in just about every other sense. M LOVES toys and playing dress up with women's undies. Although this wasn't the first time either of us had hooked with him, we weren't aware he was into ladies undergarments. It's not our thing, but we hadn't gone all the way over there to play with this dude only to wimp out on something (literally) as small as panties. M is quite a wild and creative guy. Our evening was centered around a large bag filled with panties and a medium-sized plastic container packed with multi-sized cock rings (metal, rubber, adjustable leather, some with and some without ball separators); dildos, baby oil, poppers and photos of several sex sessions with different men and his girlfriend. He started by saying we each had to choose a cock ring. As he was already wearing one in rubber, he put on a leather cock ring and ball-separater combo atop that one. In turn, he knelt before each of us to put on our rings and expertly suck each of us to what felt like Tom of Finland erections. Then and only then did he fully remove his jeans and tee to showcase a pair of tiny white boy-style tap panties with little buttons up the front. The rear was cutting these sexy half moons into his masculine bubble butt. It was a very hot sight. Over the course of the next 5 to 6 hours, we got to see just how submissive and used M liked to be. We spit in his face, fisted his ass up to the wrist, banged him with a few dildos, spanked and welted his ass, choked him (gently) and fucked his throat. The dude could win an award for getting face fucked. Being dominated is really his thing. About halfway through it all (and following nearly an entire 5th of Jack Daniels, a few beers, weed and nose candy [none for my friend and I, though] - surprisingly none of us were drunk), his girlfriend called just to see what he was up to. He told her exactly what was going down and said that she should come over and hold the camera :)
We'd both seen pics of her, but she was even more stunning in person: very feminine yet strong, smart as a whip, killer ass and bod and perfectly small breasts that she kept insouciantly covered by her long tresses like a raven-haired Venus. She neither had anything to drink nor smoke. There was no contact between her and the two of us. In fact, he didn't do anything to her either. The whole evening was all about M and his asshole. When she wasn't getting it all on video, she took a few turns banging him with the dildo and complimenting him on how amazing his deep throating skills were on our cocks. He wanted the two of us to end by pissing and cumming all over him, but he ran out of steam just before that could happen. No one orgasmed, but yet I think we all felt sated. I know I did. By the time we all left just before 7a, panties were strewn all over the living room floor, dildos were all over the table, a bar stool had been cracked and the suction base from one of the dildos had ripped up one of the stone squares from the coffee table. Um, did I mention that he was apartment-sitting for someone? I felt for my friend because he had rehearsal for an opera gig that morning, followed by a performance at a Saturday church service and a gig with our jazz band that evening. I fell asleep by 9a only to be awakened by the phone just over 2 hours later. Two of the pics above show M in a pink chick's thong and the other shows me wearing 2 cock rings on my tired, over-worked penis. By the time I snapped these pics it was after 5a. At that point, there was no Cialis/cock ring combo that was going to get me to stay hard. I could've worn 5 dick rings and it would've still been all over. LOL
