Party

CriscoNOLAKOC (New Orleans Krewe of Crisco) had their monthly fetish party tonight at the Uptown dungeon. Given recent non-events, I decided it would be a good idea to be armed with some Levitra. I’m glad I did, too, because there were thirty-three men there! Incredible! There was something for everyone, assuming ‘everyone’ is into kink of some kind or another. As usual, the main course was fisting but there was also some SM, water-sports and a large dildo attached to a Milwaukee Sawzall, among other things. I got to meet some men in person who I’d talked to online, too, which was great.

The usual suspects were there but I hardly had time to play with any of them. It was great to see Kevin, a friend from Baton Rouge who came to my place in Provincetown two years ago. Aside from being a hot, talented and insatiable fisting bottom, he’s a sweet, warm man. He had to remind me to grease my arm to the elbow in advance!

R and I played again. He said men had been rough with his hole earlier in the night and asked me to be as well. No problem! Later, I got to put my hand in his ass again while he put his in a man in a sling. That’s fast becoming a favorite for us. I love it but it’s hard to find a comfortable position. We’ll have to keep working on it.

I met an very hot, masculine man from out-of-town with a shaved head and longish beard. He had extremely arousing body odor. We really clicked—lot’s of kissing, licking and tit play while he was getting his ass played with and fucked in a sling. We made out later but, unfortunately, didn’t get into anything heavier before he had to go. I’m sure looking forward to seeing him at the next party.

One other guy and I had a lot of chemistry. He’s a big, really hairy, bearish man, younger than me, with a goatee and large pointy sideburns. He spent a lot of time playing with another hot man and I thought they were a couple but it turns out they weren’t. I fucked him a couple of times, first standing up, then twice in a sling. I ended up in the sling for the first time in years. He ate my ass, the other guy kissed me and tweaked my nipples and a third one sucked my dick. Damn. He was the best ass eater I can remember. It felt GREAT! He wanted to fuck me and I would have let him, too, but I wasn’t prepeared, if you know what I mean. We exchanged numbers, so it could still happen.

Every time I felt like I needed a break, I’d go to the refrigerator to get a soda and try to sit down and relax for a while. It never lasted longer than a few minutes before I’d be sticking some part of my anatomy into someone. It was really fun but exhausting and after four hours I really had to leave. Believe it or not I had to resist the temptation to drive to The Phoenix before I went home but resist I did. I’m not showering until morning so I can enjoy the odors while I fall asleep.

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