I’d planned to meet with Steve, one of my regular fisting buddies, several weeks in advance. He is by far my favorite fisting partner and he’s taken me to places of sheer pleasure no other has come close.
I started the day with my usual preparation for a long night of fisting fun. Lots of water to hydrate, several rounds of deep douching, made sure my hole was shaved clean of any stray hairs, etc. I’d also clipped my fingernails in the event I’d be fisting Steve, too, as he sometimes likes it.
I’d taken two gummies and a mushroom, I had fresh Pig and Iron Fist poppers, and the gas mask. For nearly two hours before meeting Steve, I was using some of my larger toys on myself, and I could feel my hole dilating and growing hungrier by the minute.
I was sure to take a Lyft as I was in no state to drive the mile to his place. I didn’t want to take any chances behind the wheel, and it just seemed like the smart thing to do.
When I arrived to his place, Steve was already shirtless and in a pair of black and red neoprene shorts. He asked me to make myself comfortable so I stripped down to my blue Helsinki Athletica jockstrap, and nothing else. Of course, the pouch was full since I’m still caged.
After a brief make-out session to open up our play, Steve and I smoked some clouds to get us in the mood even more. We blew them into each other’a mouths and into the air. Then Steve had me lay flat on his bed on my stomach for a small “bump”. As we waited for the chemicals to marinate, Steve massaged my back and thighs, and his touch relaxed me.
After about 15-20 minutes, Steve dimmed the lights and played some hypnotic tunes in the background, slow beat, to take things slow tempo. Steve had me get up onto my knees and I opened the Pig bottle and inhaled deeply into each nostril. I felt Steve’s lubed closed fist enter my sphincter and like a knife through butter, his fist pushed right inside and his wrist popped in.
Steve relaxed his fist to let me get used to the invasion, but I didn’t need the time. I actually pushed my hips back onto his fist and fucked myself, stretching my cunt lips over his knuckles and literally cooing from the sensations. Steve pulled his fist out in one swift motion and re-lubed. His free hand. Wrapped around my waist to hold me in place as his closed fist pushed back inside. I opened the Iron Fist bottle this time and inhaled in my mouth. My head began to swirl as I closed my eyes and Steve began to blow out my cunt lips, starting with slow rhythmic movements and slowly increasing the pace and intensity until I was crying out, “blow out my pussy! Punch that hole out, man!”
My cunt was on fire! Steve had awakened the sleeping giant. Steve found one of my new large toys which I hadn’t yet taken to the hilt. (https://toppedtoys.com/products/hilt-105?_pos=1&_psq=hilt-105&_ss=e&_v=1.0), with the gas mask now over my head and a heavy coating of lube, my cunt gobbled that shit up without a problem. Steve gripped it by the base and reamed my happy hole out and I was loving every single second of it.
At this point we paused so I could inject Steve with a bump. As I waited for it to work its magic, I sat on my thick toy and rode it to occupy my hole. When Steve was ready, I lubed my left hand and began to stick a few fingers inside Steve’s warm chute. His hole was offering little resistance, so I put more lube on my hand and continued the journey forward until my wrist was inside him.
At this point I removed the toy from my hole and moved into a position on the bed where we could fist each other. I’d also lubed up one of Steve’s double sided dildos and began to slide it inside me first right up against Steve’s fist and then I pushed it inside him, along side my fist. Steve and I were two fisting pigs in heaven at this point, just working over each others holes pretty intensely.
We paused to take things over to the sling now. I went first. Steve lubed up both of his hands and I placed the gas mask over my head. Steve’s right fist, fully closed and the widest entry pushed right inside like a glove. Then he quickly pulled it out and replaced it with his left fist. Right, left, right, left, the punches became faster. I spread my legs open as wide as I could, removed the mask and watched Steve’s eyes as he literally wrecked my hole, ending with sharp jabs half way up his forearm with his right hand. I blew a load through my jockstrap.
Now it was Steve’s turn. I sat on a chair with a butt plug up my ass so it wouldn’t close and pushed forward so I was lined up nicely with Steve’s hole. I lubed up generously, and slowly pushed my right duck-bill hand inside. Steve likes it gentle and deep, no punching, and rough like me. I inched my way deep and deeper by the minute, gently moving inside, following the path of his opening as I heard him moan out in pleasure. I was getting deeper and that’s when Steve began to jack his big Black dick while I just gently and slowly kept creeping further and further up his asshole. I’d just about made it to the thickest part of my wrist when Steve blew his load. It flew everywhere, like a sprinkler, some landing on my chest, but mostly all over Steve’s chest. I carefully and slowly pulled my forearm and hand out of his ass and Steve just laid there with a silly look on his face for awhile until he was ready to dismount.
We took things back to the bed now and I had shared with Steve that I wanted to sit on his foot. He was down with that. We put a smaller plug in his ass while he lay flat on the bed and I lubed up his foot. Facing Steve, I slowly began to sink myself down on his foot. Feeling its width stretch my hole was incredible, especially under the influence of strong poppers. I asked Steve to “kick my ass”, and he began to slowly move his foot back and forth, and the force felt great.
Next, I put on my ball gag that has tit clamp attachments and I was now on my back, legs up in the air, my ankles in my hands, I’d sprayed some inhalant into a rag and breathed it in while Steve stood above me and began to move his foot back inside me, once again kicking me not terribly hard but enough to feel really great. I wasn’t expecting it, but Steve was able to maneuver his heavily lubed foot all the way inside me, I felt and heard a “pop” when his heel opened my cunt. I brought the rag back over my nose and this time Steve kicked my open cunt a little harder, and I had my jock off and this time I shot a load that dribbled all over my stomach.
Now it was Steve’s turn again. We put another toy up my ass to feed it while I gave Steve another deep fisting with my right hand this time. I could feel his right hole loosen as I went deeper, just letting my fingers move through his open ring, watching the tattoo on my forearm disappear up Steve’s ass, and then with my other hand I began to stroke Steve’s dick which was slick with precum. Steve enjoyed the poppers as I gave him the full service and I felt his cock stiffen in my grip. This time I placed my face right at the slit and felt Steve’s warm cum spray my entire face with blast after blast of his seed.
Steve said his hole was finished for the night, but I was ready to go for another round. We went back to the sling and Steve opened me up with another toy. By this point, I no longer needed the poppers I was so open so I just clasped my hands behind my head, placed a hood over so everything was dark and I let Steve be the puppet master. Steve fucked me with the slim toy all the way down to the base and left it inserted as he placed his closed fist next to it. Feeling my hole expand as he pushed deeper was an absolute sensation. Once again I found myself opening my legs as far as I could with my feet in the stirrups and I found my cunt swallowing up his fist. Eventually, I begged Steve to stop being so gentle and to give me the blowout I deserved. I told him “to punch out my faggot cunt”, “show me who’s boss”, “own my wrecked pussy”, “rearrange my guts”, etc. I was a blabbering idiot by the time Steve had finally finished me off and I blew a third load right over where my other loads had dried. I was hyperventilating, and breathing very hard. The room was spinning and I felt like I was floating.
It was after 2:30am at this point. I helped Steve tidy up and we washed all the toys. I called for a Lyft and went home. I did try to find more ffun as my hole was still wanting more, but after some back and forth with a few guys on AP and BBRT, nothing actually transpired. I did not stop using my toys and brought myself to orgasm twice more. It was not until after 11:30am when I finally felt the bump subside and I fell asleep.
