I had fun fisting Bao back in July of last year and even wrote a story about it. It took us about nine months to reconnect again. This time we decided we’d fist each other rather than the last time when I topped him only.
When I arrived to his place, Bao was already in a red and black neoprene jockstrap. He looked so sexy, his smooth slender body was causing my caged dick some discomfort trying to chub.
I stripped down to my jock by the front door and we went to his bedroom. There was a sling set up next to his bed. There were toys laid out on the bed and tubs of lube.
Bao and I laid next to each other on his bed and he reached over to his nightstand to grab his pipe. I was already a bit heady from the gummies I’d eaten about an hour or so before I arrived. Bao and I took turns blowing clouds and then we did a couple exchanges of smoke into our open mouths which was so hot. Bao set the pipe down and we decided to lube up his double sided fist dildo.
I laid down on my back facing Bao, both of us holding our legs in the air as we poppered up and pushed half of that toy inside of our asses. We were touching butts, I began to rock my hips a bit fucking inside Bao’s hungry hole and after a few minutes he returned the favor.
We were both pretty high and the poppers were making our holes very ravenous. We had separate tubs of lube so we weren’t cross contaminating, and we each lubed up our hands and slid them next to the fake fists already up our holes. It took some good maneuvering and coordination, but somehow we managed to punch fuck each other while keeping that awesome fist toy in our asses. Bao’s small hand fit easily inside my greedy cunt, and his was so open, my balled up fist faced no resistance.
After the initial blowout of our respective holes we needed to switch it up. We put the two-sided fist dildo on a towel next to the bed and we did another quick round of clouds before Bao mounted the sling. I coated both my forearms including the elbows with plenty of grease. I didn’t want to have to pause when I annihilated that pussy.
Bao huffed on his brown bottle as I stuffed my right fist straight into his butt, about 2/3 to the elbow.
“Oh fuck!”, he cried.
Then I turned him into a blubbering idiot when I sawed my forearm in and out of his cunt, finishing with twenty or more rapid fire punches splitting open that ass ring and making those lips swell up nice and puffy. When I pulled my fist out, Bao’s red rosebud appeared.
I rubbed my fingers all around it and watched Bao take more hits really losing himself which was so hot to see. It was time to let my left fist do some damage to that deconstructed hole and I repeated the same treatment. Bao looked like he was out of his mind. I was so excited that I could take him to this kind of ecstasy.
It was time to really take him to the next dimension so I started to swirl both my fists around that pig hole circling the drain, and when Bao least expected it, I plunged them both inside that asshole one over the other and pushed up beyond my wrists and then quickly pulled them out.
Bao growled and nodded his head up and down. Bao had his gas mask at the ready and placed it over his head.
“Oh fuck yeah, boy!”, I shouted.
I greased up real good again and now with both fists side to side I blew out that cunt with both forearms half way to the elbow. Bao was out of his fucking mind, his eyes rolled up in the back of his head as he had his hands up at each side reveling in his stupor as the sling slid down my fists on the downstroke.
“Oh fuck, I’m fucking that pig cunt deep!” I had a running commentary, making sure Bao knew exactly what was happening.
After almost a full hour in the sling. It was time for a drink break to keep hydrated and time to switch it up. While we were drinking Gatorade, Bao’s phone pinged and it was another playmate of his who was all top. He was a 40-ish Black bear of a man, bearded face, hairy chest and meaty paws. Bao told him I was there and if he was up for a third, he was welcomed to come join us. He was agreeable and said he’d be over in about 30 minutes.
Well, after another round of cloud blowing, it was my turn to get in the sling. We left the door unlocked for Jamal to join us.
My asshole had been aching for attention for well over an hour at this point, I was anxious to popper up and let myself go into the oblivion. I took some long deep sniffs off the IronFist bottle and kicked back while Bao’s clenched right hand pushed right through me like butter. He pushed his forearm all the way up to his elbow on the first push. The sensation was remarkable as Bao pulled his forearm all the way out and pushed it right back inside with a little more might.
The chemicals in my body made my cunt swinish for more than just one fist.
“Give me your other fist, man!”, I screamed.
Bao gave me an evil snicker and greased up again while I took another round of hits and my cunt opened up like a deep tunnel. I’ve never had anyone play my hole with two forearms like that before, rolling them back and forth, twisting both around and around, punching into me, making me so delirious I almost didn’t even see Jamal enter the room.
Bao didn’t stop as Jamal stripped down to his briefs and greased up his larger hands.
I had always wanted to take a triple fisting but the opportunity didn’t seem to present itself. I didn’t even have to beg for it. Bao pulled one of his fists out of my hole and Jamal pushed his inside. They both worked my hole over together and when I sniffed the bottle again, Bao pried his other fist back inside me, taking me to a new level of hole stretching I’d never experienced before. My caged dick was creaming as my former shit hole was destroyed and turned into a mincemeat cave. It was glorious!
Not to be outdone, when Bao pulled his fists out, Jamal gave me his double barrel, uppercutting my cunt. I never felt like such a pig like this before. I pulled on the gas mask and Bao pried his fist back inside me for another round of triple fisting. This was something beyond my wildest dreams and imagination. I never would have expected to experience this on this day, but there I was on the receiving end of three paws buried in my cunt! The highlight was when Bao punched his smaller fist through the middle of Jamal’s larger hands, I swear I thought I was in heaven. I’ve chased highs like that before, but this was on a completely different level, and wonder if I’d ever be able to replicate this feat again in my entire fisting life.
Finally, after a period of rest, I dismounted the sling and watched Jamal have at Bao’s hole. I was playing with a toy on the bed trying to come down a bit before jumping back into the game. I didn’t think Bao was missing me too much based on the sounds he was making when Jamal was double fisting him.
I took another long sip of Gatorade and decided it was time to see if Bao’s hole could take a triple. I greased up my smaller left hand up to the elbow. Jamal held his fists next to each other while Bao put on the mask and I started to pry his fingers apart, parting Bao’s hole wider as I pressed inside. When my fist made its way past Jamal’s, Bao’s hungry cunt swallowed my clenched fist right up. When Bao pulled off his mask, he threw his hands up again and nodded at me to keep going. I inched in a little further, and a little further, slowly, patiently, using my right hand to continuously coat my forearm with more lube until I’d made it to the elbow.
Bao poppered up and I pulled my forearm back towards Jamal’s fists and then pressed my way back in deep. I slowly built up speed as I worked Bao into a frenzy, eventually giving that hole the punch out it deserved just like Bao had done to me. It was truly magical to focus on his cute face as Jamal and I teamed up to take Bao to the brink of euphoria unlike he’d ever had before.
We took a pause, drank more fluids and hit the pipe for a final round after playing for almost four hours already. Bao and I got on all fours on the bed next to each other, Jamal sat on a chair behind us and rode us chariot, punching us out with his huge paws as Bao and I kissed. Then we flipped onto our backs and pulled our legs back. Jamal was getting deeper inside me, punching me and Bao almost to his elbows, sawing his arms inside us like two goons.
When Jamal got tired, he laid flat on the bed and raised his fists up. Bao and I each mounted one and rode hard and made out while Jamal watched us pig out. Fuck that was hot.
Bao and I were still pretty high, we each lubed up one of Jamal’s feet and mounted ourselves over his toes. The stretch was awesome, Jamal probably had size 14 feet, he was a big man! Bao and I held onto each other for balance as we fed our holes over those huge feet, feeding each other poppers. Bao’s little dick was leaking as was mine.
Jamal was ready to blow his load as he had to go, so we kneeled on the bed as Jamal stroked off standing up and came hard into our open mouths. Naturally, like two greedy sluts we snowballed our cum catches into each other’s mouths. Jamal wiped his cock on our cheeks and lips.
He dismounted the bed and dressed while Bao and I continued to fornicate with Jamal’s load facilitating our passion. He tapped us both on our asses and left us alone.
“Hey, you want me to go?”
“No man, I can go for more if you wanna stay”, Bao said.
“Fine, but I think we need to lay off the pipe, cool?”
“Yeah, cool.”
Bao and I did another round of mutual fisting in bed, slow punching our holes. It wasn’t easy to get leverage from our positions to dig in deep or go hard.
“I think my cunt is wrecked, man”, Bao said., “but I’m up for going another ground in the sling if you need it.”
“You sure?”, I asked.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t have offered.”
“Cool, yeah, let’s do it.”
Bao and I looked for a good toy to play with. We landed on Mr, Hanky’s replica of HungerFF’s prolapse. I mounted the sling and put my feet up in the stirrups and hit the poppers while Bao got the toy nice and sloppy. Oh my God all those realistic ridges in that toy felt so ridiculously phenomenal inching up my butt. Once we had it all the way in, I hit the bottle again and Bao proceeded to fuck me with that toy from tip to base, shredding my hole. It was perfect!
“You want my fists now, pig?”
“Fuck yeah!”
Bao threw the toy on the floor and got his hands well lubricated. I threw the gas mask on a final time that night and Bao’s clasped hands pushed inside me. Bao made a large fist with both hands and pushed all the way to his elbows, up and back, up and back, swinging the sling until my cunt was so loose it was just punching itself over his fist. I was cored out and excavated. Bao threw me some last double barrel punches and it was time to call it. My cunt was done, wrecked, obliterated, finished.
The sun was rising and we were down for the count, we cleaned off a bit and Bao invited me to sleep with him and given my state of mind, I took him up on the offer. We slept until 3 in the afternoon, and then I took a ride share home and fell back to sleep. What a wild time!
