1. Addicted to Fist


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: 60, Source: xHamster

    fuck senselessly. And now finally -- I was getting what I'd always needed so desperately. I bucked back with every powerful lunge, begging for more of the intense piledriving I was taking from this married guy with the forest of black hair on his bronzed chest, the morning beard stubble on his chiseled face, and the farm hardened body that was so naturally dominant. &#034Gonna fuckin cum stud!&#034 He grunted the words in cadence with his powerful thrusts. &#034FUCKIN - TAKE -- MY -- HOT -- CUM!&#034 he shouted as he pushed especially hard into me and began spraying my insides with his second load of the new morning. My own dick was roaring hard as I imagined the sight of his thick and potent load now spurting deep and recklessly inside my body. But as much as I wanted to come with him at that same instant, I knew there was only one thing I wanted this morning to get my rocks off big time. Gus must have been reading my mind as he pulled his leaking dick out of my ass. I looked over my shoulder at his hard-breathing face and he grinned at me like a dog possessing his favorite bone. He winked at me, then wiped his big hand on his dick and immediately began rubbing it around the outside of my asshole. I turned over on my back and thrust my legs over his powerful shoulders, letting him know in clear terms that his hand was more than welcome to go wherever it wanted to plunge. He spit on my freshly fucked open asshole and jabbed four fingers into the cum-lubed hole. Gus started ...
    fucking them in and out as he reached around and began jacking my cock. I grabbed the bottle of poppers on the night stand and took a deep hit and then moaned loudly as I pushed back against his hand, giving him the signal that I was ready for more. Gus may have been new to man-sex and to fisting, but he was one hell of a fast learning top. After a few more wads of spit, a couple of twists and turns, and a loud cry of short- lived pain from me, his fist ascended into my ass and quickly found its way past the wrist. I cried out with a thousand sensations as I was again feeling the indescribable ecstasy of having a hot man's hand forcing its way into me. To this day, I still think the first time a man's hand pushes its way inside me is the absolute nirvana of the fisting experience, no matter how hot and intense it may get from that point on. &#034DO IT, GUS!&#034 I shouted as I bucked on his fist. &#034GIVE IT TO ME, BUDDY!&#034 &#034You got it, pig,&#034 he grinned, obviously turned on again as he jacked his thickening cock, gladly turned on to be using my ass again. Gus began a steady fucking of my ass as his other hand roughly jerked me off to the point I thought I was going to cum at any second. But just as soon as he sensed me about to go over the line, he'd slow it down and change the rhythm and depth of his fist fuck. It occurred to me that we were both pretty fucking talented at this to be such rookies. Finally, I couldn't take the hot action any longer. He'd already ...