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February 18, 2007
Norman
I went to a fisting party in someone’s apartment on the Upper West Side of Manhattan last spring. I hadn’t met any of the other guys before I got there and it took me a while to get over my initial nervousness. There was a guy I bonded with pretty quickly and I spent most of my time with him making out, fucking and fisting a bit. He’s from this area and we were going to take the train back to Philly together.
At 5 AM, just as I was pulling my pants on, a guy came up behind me and whispered into my ear, “Don’t you want to stick that dick inside me before you leave?” Of course I did! It was Norman, a thickly hairy bearded man I had really wanted pretty badly to play with all night but we were never unoccupied at the same time. Now we were. I felt a little guilty telling the other guy that I was going to hang around but not that guilty. (He and I have played since.)
Everyone had gone except for the host and his out-of-town guests who were all going to sleep, so Norman and I had the living room sling to ourselves and we ended up playing non-stop for four hours. A teeny bit of partying helped our stamina but I’m not sure it was even necessary. We were very compatible.
We ended up going to a free seminar for hypnosis fetishists at The Center later that morning. We made out on the corner of 14th St and 7th Avenue before I got on the subway. It was a fun day.
We’ve played at least once a month, usually more, since then. I either take the train to his place in N. Jersey or he drives down here. He has quite a bit more experience at kink than I have. (That’s him in the vacuum rack in the picture, dick soft with PA.) Still, we both think it’s worth the trip.
He came over last week. He brought a tray of 9 danish! He usually brings some snacks because he is diabetic and unplugs his insulin pump when we play. But 9 danish! He left me 7 of them! Just what I need. Thanks.
His chest was shaved! I wasn’t real happy about that but it will grow back. He said his chest had never been shaved before and when a guy he was playing with suggested it, he said to go ahead.
We spent about an hour chatting while he made sure he was nice and clean and we got started. We made out some. That gets me hard since he’s so good at it. He’s also a great cocksucker but he doesn’t seem to like doing that very much, dammit. So we got right down to fucking.
I like fucking him on his back because I want to look at his handsome face. He looks right into my eyes and rubs his head and face with his hands when he’s enjoying it. He rubbed his head a lot that night and I fucked him for a long time. Finally he reached up and started playing with my nipples. That did it. I shot into his ass and kept fucking to make sure I didn’t waste any. We rested a few minutes.
One of the things that I like best about playing with Norman is that he doesn’t have a goal as many fisters do. He’s into deep fisting but we never discuss how deep i get. It’s all about pleasure. Oh, and he’s 100% bottom.
He got on his hands and knees and I grabbed the Crisco© and Elbow Grease©. My hand slides into him really easily without his hole feeling loose. It’s really satisfying and comfortable, like is ass is pulling me in. I spent some time using both hands and trying to stretch him but I couldn’t put off getting deep inside him for very long.
I removed my right hand and turned my left had palm-up, then I slowly slid in as far as I could, almost to the elbow. I eased around his tailbone and got my knuckles past his second ring. I stayed there for a few seconds and applied some more lube to my arm. I pushed to get farther inside. He moaned into the pillow and his body started to vibrate. That’s when I know he’s really enjoying it. He says it’s a full-body orgasm. I think I’m jealous of them because everyone I know who has them is a fisting bottom so I don’t see having them my future.
I made a fist inside him and punch fucked his hole without completely pulling out. I held my fist right at his sphincter and rotated it back and forth quickly, making him start to shake again. He gets into a zone and starts to call me “SIR” when he gets that excited. It makes me hard.
Without pausing, I moved to his side a little so I could rest my right arm on the small of his back. Then I pushed as deeply into him as i could and pulled almost all the way out…over and over again. He was vibrating and mumbling and moaning into the pillow, finally saying, “Back out please, Sir.” I did, gently pulling my hand all the way out.
He stayed on his hands and knees while I wiped the lube off his ass and balls. I told him he could relax for a while. We stayed on the bed for a while, talking a little. After a while he played with my dick until it got hard again. I fucked him sideways on the bed before we started fisting again. Two more sessions and I told him he could ejaculate. After four hours we were done for the night.
I’m listening to Oink, Oink Mambo by Chuy Reyes & His Orchestra from “Ultra-Lounge - Mambo Fever.”
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