August 14, 2024 - Multiple visits from Sextoy69



Sextoy69 has been coming around for a while. He loves to be tied to the bed and throat fucked viciously.

Probably about a year ago before tying him to the bed and throat fucking him, I started telling him to get up on all fours so I could play with his ass. We both enjoyed it. I would start with a single finger, applying lots of lube, eventually working in as many as three and sometimes four fingers.

A couple times he let me fuck him with my cock. But since he never cleans out because he comes straight from work, once my cock is in his ass I can't stuff it down his throat. It's one of his hard limits and I respect that. Definitely not a problem. v So most recently when he gets here, we head upstairs, we both strip, and he gets up on all fours on the bed. I've been using wider and wider toys to open his ass up while reaching between his legs and stroking his dripping cock. I'm usually playing with my own cock at the same time. We both enjoy it.

In fact I found, I'm enjoying it a bit too much. I get so excited, I'm so aroused playing with his ass and my own cock, it's such a mental rush watching him push his chest hard onto the bed while pushing his ass in the air.

I've learned that I get so excited, that when it's time to tie him down to the bed and throat fuck him I don't last very long. Usually within 5 or 10 minutes I'm shooting my load down his throat.

Two visits ago, I told him we were going to skip the ass play. And I must have throat fucked him for 30 minutes. He likes being tied down tight. And he likes being throat fucked extremely rough. Since my cock is down his throat a safe word doesn't work since his mouth is full. He knows to smack his hand on the bed frame three times and that's the safe word, or safe action. This tells me to stop instantly. Not that he has ever used the safe word or safe signal.

So two visits ago, after skipping the ass play, I tied him face up on the bed to the four corners. I tied him tight. He likes to struggle. I like to watch him struggle. But he never turns his head away causing my cock to pop out of his mouth. He just enjoys struggling. v I throat fucked him so hard. I was vicious. There were times my cock would get so rigid that I would push it all the way down his throat blocking his wind pipe. Normally I can hear him gasping for air around my cock and through his nose, but this time I couldn't hear any air going in or out of his body. That's how far my cock was lodged into his throat.

I would pull out and let him catch his breath only to shove it back in. The feeling of my balls pounding against his chin was so fucking hot. I was raping his mouth and loving it. And he was loving it too. I was more rough than I have been with him in a long time. He was gagging and I was sure there was lots of spit going everywhere. I had prepared though, three layers of bath towels, a bed sheet, and a waterproof mattress cover. I didn't care how much he was gagging and slobbering.

Then I smelled something. Something familiar. Yet something strange. Something I don't normally smell in the bedroom. What is that smell? I knew the smell, but I couldn't quite figure it out. I figured while gagging him with my cock he had burped, or maybe some of the spit that came up had a smell to it. But, I was so into throat fucking him I didn't give it a second thought.

I continued throat fucking him for quite some time. Occasionally pulling out so he could catch his breath. I wouldn't climb completely off his chest, I would just pull my cock out of it leaving the head of my cock in his mouth as he panted like a dog in heat around my cock head.

Then I would lean forward again, resting my forearms on the bed frame behind his head, my knees in his armpits, thrusting my cock in his throat again and again. I was raping his throat so hard of it he had trouble talking when he got home. He probably feigned a sore throat.

I finally told him, it wasn't going to be much longer, I couldn't hold back. But I had lasted much longer than when I played with his ass and worked myself into a frenzy. Although he was straining at the ropes at the beginning, eventually he accepted his fate and would just occasionally tug at the ropes.

Then I yelled the command that he is so familiar with. "Suck Daddy's come out. If you want Daddy's come suck it out of his cock."

I pull my cock almost completely out of his throat. I want my cum to splash across his tongue, fill his mouth, fill the space in between his teeth and gums. I want him to taste my orgasm for a while even after he leaves.

He started sucking my cock for all it was worth until I blew my load in his mouth and down his throat. He continued to suck for a while. My cock stayed hard so I shoved it deep in his throat again. I pulled it out a bit and let him suck the last juices off my cock before I climbed off of him.

As I climbed off him this time, I realized what the smell was. My best guess was... Maybe he had Taco Bell lunch. It was on his chin, on his neck, and on the towels that have been laying under him.

He started to be embarrassed and say something and I stopped him mid-sentence. I said, "let me get you a warm wet washcloth so you can wipe off your neck. Don't worry about the mess, that's why I lay the towels there. I'll just throw them in the washing machine, it's no big deal."

He washed his neck off with a preliminary swipe or two, and then went to the bathroom and finished cleaning up. I asked him if I was too rough and he said, "not too rough at all, loved every minute of it."

A week or so past and I heard from him again. I had the same plans. Skip the ass play. Go straight for the throat.

I asked him point blank, "did you tap out last time and I missed it?" He said, "nope, I didn't tap out, I loved every minute of it."

I said to him, "I just wanted to make certain that you hadn't tapped out and I had missed it." He reassured me again, everything was perfect. You know where this story is going already.

Same scenario. I tied him to the bed and throat fuck the hell out of him. I thought that I smelled lunch again, it wasn't Taco Bell this time but I couldn't recognize it. But I just kept throat fucking him. Then, maybe, just maybe, I recognized the odor, beer. He had arrived a little bit later today, and had told me he was going out with some work buddies for a couple drinks before stopping here. Yep, I’m almost certain that is what I was smelling. A bit of beer. But the towels were down again and I wasn't concerned at all.

Once again I throat fucked him as hard as I could. And just like before I lasted quite some time. We finished like last time and I told him to suck my come out, and he complied like a Hoover vacuum cleaner. After I had orgasmed, I leaned forward and relaxed on the headboard for a minute with my cock still in his throat. He was rushing his tongue around my cock and sucking every last drop out. I was loving it.

As I untied him, and he surprised me with a request. He asked... "Can you play with my ass?"

I told him that I was completely spent, and the odds of getting hard again were next to nothing, but I'd love to play with his ass.

We spent the next 20 or 30 minutes with my fingers and many toys in his ass. I grabbed between his legs and played with his balls, and stroked his cock. His cock was dripping with pre-cum. Although I didn't get hard, I didn't have the opportunity to fuck him. I'm sure that I could fucked him if I could have gotten hard again and had wanted to.

I'm writing this story on Wednesday August 14th around 2:45 p.m., because he's due here today at about 3:30.

I'm planning to play with his ass for a little bit but not enough to get me too excited. I plan on leaving a vibrating toy in his ass as I flip him over on his back and tie him to the bed. And then mount his throat. The towels are in place so everything's going to be just fine.

It's crossing my mind, that after I'm nice and hard and have throat fucked him for a while, that I might jump off of him and untie his legs. I would yank the vibrating toy out of his ass, flip his legs up in the air, and fuck a load into him. I doubt if I will, but if I do that will definitely be a story about it.



UPDATE: He left a bit ago. I didn’t leave a vibrating toy in his ass while throat fucking him. Instead I tied a soft rope around his cock and balls. Although I did not lead him around the room, I felt like it was a horse bridle that I could lead him with. After a bit of ass play (and playing with my own cock) and BEFORE we even started the throat fucking. It crossed my mind MORE THAN ONCE to fuck him. But I didn’t. Maybe that will be a new story someday soon.