Hole Blown Out!

I was not planning for a wild weekend of sex which included me taking fists and actually fisting my sex partner, but that’s what happened.

I was with my fisting buddy, Steve, a hot older Black man that I had met earlier in the month. When I arrived at his place around 7pm Saturday evening, I had no idea I wouldn’t return home until noon Sunday afternoon!

Obviously before we met I had cleaned out and prepped well for our session. I knew fisting was on the menu, so I definitely wanted to be ready. I popped a couple of gummies about an our or so before I arrived to his place to let them marinate a bit. 

Steve greeted me at the door with just a pair of boxers on his body. He looked so good to me. Seeing him like this made me incredibly horny. I would have popped a boner but my cock was back in its cage. Jace and I had agreed I couldn’t handle being cage-less. 

Steve walked me back to his bedroom and we did our usual banter over a beer and a little toke. A great way to relax for what was to come. Steve asked me to strip and we made out on his bed for awhile before he came around and began to eat my hole. After a few minutes I was panting for something inside me. Steve obliged and fed me his hard 8 inch dick. He fucked me on my hands and knees for a few minutes before dumping a load inside me. Within 20 minutes of my arrival I was impregnated and loopy!

Steve said he had “someThing special” for me. I laid flat on my stomach for the small booty bump. I felt an immediate tingling throughout my body and within a minute or so, I felt lighter, and the combination of the gummies and beer, you can only imagine my state of mind. 

Steve had me climb up on the sling and I placed my feet in the stirrups in a wide position. While Steve lubed his hands he told me to put the gas mask on because he was going up my butt right away. 

Through the eye holes of the mask I saw Steve at first grab a glob of the lube into his fingers and push them up my hole. I was surprised how open and ready I was already. No warm up needed. Then I saw Steve lube both of his hands about half way up the forearm.

I pulled off the gas mask and threw my hands up over my head and looked into Steve’s eyes as he took his left fist and pushed it right inside of me! It felt electric!

”oh fuck yeah, open that pig hole!” I screamed.

”Just lie back and let me take care of that pussy. I got you, faggot!”

Steve pushed that fist deeper inside my hole, then he pulled it out in one swift motion. Then he used his right fist and did the same thing. Steve alternated each fist, each blow pushing further and deeper until he did finally reach half way to his elbow. 

“Oh yes! OMG! My cunt feels so good! Do it deeper, Daddy!”

I was out of control a little bit from all the chemicals. The center of my universe became my cunt and ensuring its satisfaction. Steve began to use my pussy like a boxing bag, one punch after the other. Then he used his right fist to really blow out my hole, a quick-fire jabbing that took me out of this universe. My cunt was gaping now and fuck I needed more!

”Blow out my cunt! Fuck that’s it!” 

Steve continued attacking my cunt with his fists using various lengths and pressures. I just laid back and periodically threw on the gas mask as I needed it.  My cunt was telling me it wanted more of a stretching as Steve was only using one fist at a time. 

Below me we had some preselected toys for use during our play time. I really didn’t care which one I chose, but I know I needed something else to stretch that cunt out. I reached below and I selected a toy that was over a foot long. The toy started off thin and increased in width down to its base. There were three ridges along its length with the one in the middle nearly 4” round. It was wide! What fantastic luck I thought!

I showed Steve what was in my left hand and he called me a hungry pig. He stopped to lube up the toy and slowly he pushed its entire length inside me. I wasn’t satisfied and wanted more!

Steve sensed my predicament and he resumed fisting me by placing his right fist inside my hole and gliding it further. Then he stopped at that middle ridge and slid his arm and the toy back so both were right at my cunt entrance and pushed down hard. Steve repeatedly did this alternating each fist and I was blown away by the stretch. Everything felt better than ecstasy. I was truly on another planet. 

We went for nearly two hours with me in that sling before we took a break when Steve surprised me and said he wanted me to fist him. He is the only person I’d ever fisted. This would be my third time. Steve does not normally get fisted so his butt is extremely tight. I helped him with a bump and then we got him in the sling. 

Unlike me who likes fisting pretty rough, both depth and width, Steve likes it slow and steady, gradually getting deeper as his hole opens up. We are complete opposites in this way. Steve guided me over the next couple of hours. I started with my smaller fist, the left one and inserted just a couple of fingers. I used plenty of lube. Eventually I was ready to slip in my thumb. Steve was moaning heavily he kept telling me it felt incredible and slowly, ever so slowly, my hand finally pushed through his ring. My fingers were growing numb because his hole is just so damn tight. 

Once I felt his hole relax a little more, I switched and used my right hand to give my left hand a break. It went in pretty easily. I was past my wrist and I slowly pushed deeper until we had reached half way up my forearm. 

At this point we were approaching midnight. Steve had me get back up on the sling and this time he didn’t hold back. At first he made sure my hole was still loose since it hadn’t been touched in a couple of hours. He took his left fist and pushed inside to test the waters. We both agreed the cunt was still hungry so he began to punch it a bit. 

Steve punched my hole with each fist past the wrist getting it nice and sloppy and I was a blubbering idiot by this time. Between the gas mask, poppers, bump, beer, gummies…truly I was incapable of rational thoughts.

That’s when I begged Steve to give me both fists. My cunt was asking for it. 

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

”Fuck yes, please Daddy! Fucking double punch that cunt. Wreck it for me!”

Steve generously lubed up each hand once again. He inserted his left fist and left it inside me just past the wrist. Then I inhaled some maximum impact spray and my heart raced and I felt Steve push his right hand inside me, on top of his left fist. His flat hand was wrist deep, resting on his left closed fist. He let it sit there for a minute.

”How ya doing there? Are you ok?”

”OMG, yes! It feels so fucking amazing! Fuck please just give me what I need. Don’t make me wait!”

Steve leered at me with a curled lip and a sinister laugh.

”Ok pig, get your mask on. Let’s see what you got!”

Steve waited a few seconds for the full effects of the gas mask to kick in and then he pulled his right hand out, showed me his clasped fist, lubed it, and then brought it up to my bloated pussy lips. I felt the pressure build as my cunt opened up. Side my side those fists were both inside me now. Steve began to move them forward and back and once again I was crying out incoherently. When Steve used both his fists to fully pound out my hole like excavating a tunnel. I began to hyperventilate. My head was spinning and spiraling out of control. When I closed my eyes, I saw wild colors and shapes. It was a fantastic journey!

Now it was pushing 2am and Steve wanted back in the sling. We introduced a toy in the beginning to test his hole. It responded very nicely. Soon Steve was begging me to pull the toy out and to use my hand. Over the next our or so, I used both hands about 8” above the wrist. Steve looked like he was in heaven. The smile on his face is forever going to imprinted in my memory.  My fingers had grown numb and the muscles in my hands and wrists were very sore as Steve’s tight butthole didn’t bloom open like mine seemed to do.

His second time in the sling didn’t last as long as mine. Steve was growing tired but he said if I could find another top to come over, he wouldn’t refuse. He said it could be fun to watch and maybe he’d even participate. 

I didn’t expect to find someone online in the wee hours of the morning, but I was successful. There’s an older white guy that I played with over a year ago with some very big paws. One of the reasons I didn’t play with him more often is that I don’t think I could handle them in usual circumstances. His hands are un-collapse-able. Like a giant bear paw. Tonight, I was ready for exactly that. 

Steve was on the bed using a dildo on himself when I told him about Joe coming over. Steve was in a trance enjoying himself. He shook his head up and down to acknowledge what I’d said, but he didn’t manufacture a coherent response. 

I met Joe at the door in a jock strap. I’d put it back on to not answer the door exposing my caged junk. Joe knew about Steve as I told him what we had been doing and that I was hungry for more. Joe said it’s been many months since he blew out a hole since not many can take his mitts so he was very excited to get started. 

Joe stripped down to his black jockstrap. A burly bear of a man, Italian, hairy chest, goatee with scruff on his face. Very sexy. I assumed my place in the sling and poppered up. Joe lubed up and his left closed fist went right inside.

”Shit pussy boy, this pig hole is open! Fuck this is gonna be fun!”

I placed the gas mask back on my face and Joe annihilated my cunt hole with his left fist. No hold barred gut punches and when he used that wide fist to blow out my hole with straight out punching I cried out to Jesus because I had my first assgasm of the night. It was exhilarating!

Joe took the next hour to blow my hole out with both his fists, we did not dare attempt a double with those huge fists but my hole felt pulverized and wrecked! 

Joe left us along now it was after 6:30am. Steve said it was incredible watching me get obliterated like that while he watched. He said even with the bump he didn’t think he could take Joe’s fist. He was impressed that I could and did.

We were both still feeling the effects of our various “tools” we’d used throughout the night and into the morning. I recalled seeing a nice and thick double ended dildo in Steve’s toy box. I asked if he wanted to share it to which he agreed.

i lubed it up nicely and pushed it into Steve’s butthole. We worked together to slowly get it half way up, which probably was a good 9 or so inches. Then I lubed up the other side and pushed it inside me. We were now butt to butt taking turns clamping our holes around it and fucking each other with it. We were getting very hot and sweaty. 

Now almost 9am and we were both winding down. Steve placed me in a position so his hand was half way up my ass and we fell asleep for a couple of hours. By noon, it was time for me to go home. 

As you can all imagine. I slept the entire day away. I will say this, my hole is still tingling from one of the most impressive fisting sessions I’ve ever had. Lots of spank bank memories were made for when I am able to jerk off once again.