The urges for fist are like a rollercoaster ride. Weeks when the need and desire are very high, and other weeks when the need and desire are very low. It’s been a couple of weeks of highs for me. By now, it’s evident my asshole controls my mood and disposition.
I took the day off last Friday since I had lots of time off accrued and unused and took a long weekend away to the beach. I’d taken my gear with me, knowing full well I wasn’t going to see a sandy beach. I was looking for Trouble and sure enough, I found it.
I met a local on a website, Pete. Pete is White, 40, 5’9”, 32” waist, 180 lbs, dark black wavy hair and mustache, bulky frame, some thick chest hair, medium sized hands, and all Top who liked to PNP. He said he was also into pegging and had some large and heavy strap-ons.
We met Friday afternoon around 2pm. By the time I arrived, Pete was already pretty revved up and had things lined up and ready for us. I stripped down to a royal blue Gym jock with 2” waistband, and then emptied the contents of my gym bag into his bed; dildos, clamps, poppers, gas mask, etc.
The gummy I ate an hour earlier was beginning to work its magic, but I knew soon I’d be taken on a ride five levels higher. Pete wasn’t a romantic, there wasn’t any making out or foreplay. We sat on chairs next to the desk in his bedroom and lit the clear pipe and blew smoke. We each took three deep hits and then I went to town sucking his dick while he sat back and enjoyed the rush. It was nice and thick and hardening, to almost eight inches of manhood.
Pete wanted to get in my ass badly. We each took a little slam and it looked like light flickering rapidly before my eyes and the rush was super intense. Instinctively, I got on all 4’s on my bed and Pete lubed up one of hands with a very thick coat of j-lube. It sunk inside my cunt quickly halfway down his thick and hairy forearm. Pete put more lube on his arm with his other hand, and he began to blow out my pussy with hard and fast punches.
i hadn’t done a slam in over two years, and had forgotten how crazy and illogical it can make you. He wasn’t in me 10 minutes and I was reaching behind me for a double fisting. I poured a little of the poppers on a cotton ball and placed it into the gas mask and placed it over my head. In seconds my head was swimming even more and that’s when I felt the second fist punch through. Pete held his one fist inside me while the other punched, and would repeat the pattern for several minutes until he was punching me with both!
That first 45 minute session was wild as all fuck. We stopped to drink some water and blow some smoke. I was now in his sling and Pete wrapped the strap on holster around him. Attached was a dildo the length of my forearm and almost twice as thick. I fingered my pussy while watching Pete slick it up generously. He told me to take a hit of poppers, a deep one, and to lay back and relax.
i felt the large bulbous head break through my entrance and Pete, surprisingly controlled, began a slow penetration, inch by inch I felt my cunt loosen and open I as I laid back and my heartbeat slowed to the rhythm of the soft background music, and I just let go, moaning in sheer ecstasy as that dildo went deep, deep, and further inside me until it bottomed out. Pete held it inside me as I felt my hole convulse around it. It was stretching deep inside. Pete slowly pulled his hips back until the head was just at the entrance to my back door.
“Take a hit, man. I’m gonna fuck your lights out!”
I took the spray bottle this time and breathed in the fumes from the cloth. I threw my arms back again and opened my legs wider, pushing my waist further down and raising my ass, surrendering it to Pete’s desires, and thrusted hard, BAM, all the way to the base. Pete grabbed into the top of the sling exposing his dark, dense, pits, and I could smell the musk which hit my nose immediately.
“Oh fuck me! Give it to me hard, man! Wreck my cunt!”
The force of Pete’s hips pistoning back and forth caused the sling to sway up and back. I was soon riding it smoothly without any give. My cunt was an official cave size now!
Pete needed to take a break from the frenzied work out. There was sweat flying everywhere, landing all over me.
He stopped to take a drink of water and then hit the pipe while I stayed in the sling and attempted to fist myself. The slam we’d taken over an hour earlier was still in full effect. Pete looked over toward me and called me a hungry pig.
He grabbed a second, larger dildo that was 18” long and resembled a horse cock, and it was black. He threw the gas mask at me, clamped my tits and told me to put it on. The fumes did their thing, Pete yanked the chain biting into my nipples hard while inserting the fake dick. I screamed into the mask, and when I thought I was going to pass out, I pushed it off, raised my hands above my head, and nodded, to signal I wanted it, I was ready. I thought my tits we’re gonna yank off my chest he was tugging hard and Pete destroyed my innards once again I was taken into another plane, it felt more incredible than anything I could ever describe as my cunt gobbled up this horse cock fully. I cried out when my body convulsed from the intense climax I’d reached. My own cum formed a dark patch on my jock, some seeped through the fabric and I used my fingers to swipe and eat it.
Pete was sweating profusely. He said he was gonna shower while he let me luxuriate in the sling. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, but the uppers were not cooperative.
I dismounted the sling, grabbed my yam dildo. My hole was so wet and sloppy. I laid back in bed with my legs up and began to fuck myself with it. It went in very easily so I looked for another toy, lubed it up, and put it in me slowly. The gradual stretch was awesome, and I fucked my self good with the yam.
”Fucking slut! Look at you!”
Pete was wrapped in a towel. He put some lube on one hand, and passed me the poppers with the other. I inhaled. Pete pulled out the second dildo and punched his fist next to the fat yam. Oh fuck that was amazing!
Pete punched hard, then he pulled out the yam, and I was once again taking two fists, only this time I was stretched out even more and was able to easily take it deeper and with more force.
Pete suggested I take a shower and cool down since I’d been going non stop for almost 5 hours. When I retuned to the bedroom he was laying in his bed, one hand on his chest, the other stroking his dick as his tv showed fisting porn. I walked over and sucked his cock but it wasn’t as hard likely due to the drinking, partying and poppers. But nonetheless, I enjoyed feeling it in my mouth, it was full, and then I did some oral pleasuring of his balls.
Pete said he could play longer if I wanted to play longer. He also said he hadn’t been with anyone in a long time that could go as long and hard as me. I said I could do more. I felt my loose cunt behind me tingle.
Pete filled a medicine dropper and plunged it into my ass. I felt a slight tingle, then he used his fingers and dipped it into the crystals and shoved it up my ass. I nursed on his tits and licked his pits while we waited.
Soon, I was once again very energetic and raring to go. Pete was, too. That’s when he dipped his fists in the bucket and ordered me on all 4’s. He punched my lights out, full fists, right left, right left, rapid succession like a professional boxer! I pissed myself in jock, my caged junk spraying through onto my chest. I reached for the mask and Pete was once again doubling me. Deeper, faster, I was babbling and barely coherent. The endorphins were in full flight now.
Pete strapped on the horse cock again, and then he placed his open palm next to it, wedging a wide stretch, pushing deeper. Pete pulled his hand out and told me to use the spray. Now he was punching me open, the horse cock fully inserted. That took me to a second full body seizure and my balls tightened and released more gobs of goo.
Pete laid down as the rush was diminishing for him, but graciously clasped his fists side by side and allowed me to sink down and blow out my own hole riding him like a crazed animal. I just couldn’t stop!
it was after 1am, it was time to call it. My hole had taken enough. I showered again, collected my stuff and took a ride share back to my hotel. My driver was a younger Hispanic man, maybe upper 20’s. I was so high I began to flirt with him and asked him if he wanted to come up with me.
i told him I’d been partying and getting fisted all night. He said he was bi, and into fucking loose and sloppy holes, but not fisting. We parked and he followed me to my room. I pulled down my shorts and mounted the bed on all fours. The good looking stranger bent down to eat my ass while stroking. We both moaned. When he was ready, he stood up and put his cock in me. I barely felt it. It didn’t take long for him to cum inside me. He apologized saying his girlfriend wasn’t around for him to fuck so it had been several days, and then he left.
i fell asleep with a butt plug up my ass to keep his load inside.
