Meaty Paw

Within the hour I’d returned from my business trip, Jace came over and put the cage back on my dick. He said since I ended Locktober early, the price was going to be No Nut November until at least the middle of the month.

After he locked me up i gave him a blowjob and he pulled away just as he was about to cum and jizzed all over my face and head. He told me I’d better not wipe it off until morning or he’d make me stay locked up until December he grabbed the keys of the padlock and laughed as he left.

It was a fitful sleep. The first night in lock-up usually is. After all those days of cock freedom and enjoying some truly monumental orgasms, it wasn’t easy to get back into the sub space. The drying cum on my face was itchy and I couldn’t wipe it off either.

When I finally did wake up, I snapped a couple of selfies to send to Jace to prove I’d slept with his seed planted on my face. I needed to show him evidence that I obeyed his order.

When I asked him if he was free that night he said “no” and hung up on me. When my cock is locked up, I become very horny. My mind immediately went to Thomas’s extra large hand, and how awesome it felt punching out my hole. I wanted that again!

I logged into my favorite fisting site and found a local guy, a Black Bear, 51, 5’11”, 230#, with non-collapsible extra large mitts, and loved to rim. Damn, I needed that, so I messaged him. It worked out that he was free later and also interested to shove his fist up my ass, and he was willing to host.

So I left work early to clean out well, and prepare for the big event. I placed my caged cock in a red Gym jockstrap, pulled on some sweats and a shirt, grabbed a bottle of Pig poppers and ran out the door.  Of course, before I left, I spent a good amount of time using the fist dildo on my cunt and I’d taken some gummies to help me relax.  I shoved a thick plug up my butt to keep that hole gaping.

By the time I arrived at this guy’s place, I wanted to mount that fist right away. We agreed that I’d let myself into his place, strip down to my jock, enter his bedroom, where he’d be laying flat of on back, his right forearm raised into a fist and fully coated in grease.

Damn, he looked so hot on the bed like that. He wore a black leather jockstrap so I couldn’t see his cock, but it looked Lake more than a handful. He smiled when I walked into his room, “fucking hot man, get that hole over here.”  I walked over towards him. I bent over showing him the plug still imbedded in my pig hole, he used his left hand to pull it out. My hole spasmed from the quick motion.

I inhaled very deeply on the Pig poppers and mounted my cunt over his huge fist. I felt his knuckles brush against my opening, and I decided it might be best just to plunge down hard over them rather than to go slowly. So I paused for a moment, took more massive deep hits and just as the rush moved through me, I pushed that cunt hole out and plunged down hard over that fist. Holy fuck, that was intense. That first burst of pain/pleasure you get from the first invasion of your hole down to the wrist is always the hardest part, and I had done it pretty quickly.

I reached over to the headboard and held on to the top of it for leverage as I began to slowly bounce on the huge closed fist, feeling those knuckles hitting my insides, as I went deeper his fist pushed in further. So many hits of poppers and perseverance until finally I’d made it down his forearm to the elbow. I couldn’t believe how my hole was stretching not only for the meaty paw but for the width of his forearm. It wasn’t small, this guy was fairly chubby.  

Now that I’d hit bottom, it was time to get the gut punching I’d really wanted so I pulled up high so his fist opened up my assring and then I’d plunge down hard, “that’s it. Fuck yourself on my fist. Oh fuck, oh fuck”, he was encouraging me. I had my eyes closed feeling that forearm split me open. With the combination of gummies and the poppers, I was on a wild trip.

I’d lost track of time but my thighs were beginning to tire from this position. When I stood up, I heard my hole “pop” on the dismount.

“Show me that rosebud”, he demanded.

Now on all 4’s, I had my ass right in his face and I pushed out and my developing rosebud bloomed just in front of his eyes. That when he plunged into my crack and began to feast on it. Ravishing my hole with his tongue, feeling that thick black beard scratch my ass. I bounced my hips back on his outstretched tongue. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled my hole right in his face and I heard him morning and munching out my hole like a mad man.

This only made me want more fist! Now I’m on my back, I pull my legs back almost behind my head and my cunt is open and ready for business.

“Show me that cunt again. Push it out man!”

I did squeeze down and out and it bloomed. That’s when he used his left hand and pushed his paw right inside of me. I wasn’t expecting it and I cried out, “ohhhhh fuck! Whooooahhh man”! He quickly pulled it out, and replaced it with his right fist. Once again, I was blown away by his force. “Ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh”

I grabbed the poppers like my life depended on it and inhaled on them. I needed a lifeline. And I would continuously use that lifeline for the duration of this gut punching. Once my hole was relaxed enough, the punches connected with my cunt button and my eyes were rolling in the back of my head as I screamed to God and Jesus, begging him not to stop and to pinch me harder and he eventually brought me to a screaming assgasm which left me speechless. My ears were ringing, the room was spinning, my body felt like it was floating. It was a full-body orgasm and my cock pumped out a shit ton of seed into my jock. 

My fisting top looked at me and had a wide grin on his face. “I’d never seen anyone cum so hard before. That was exquisite to watch.”

My cunt was full of sticky and gooey j-lube, but that didn’t stop my top from pushing that bearded face into my punched out hole again. This time my ring and insides were beat so tender, feeling his tongue on these parts made me squirm, but I still fucking loved it.

When he rose up from in between my legs, strings of j-lube were clearly visible from his beard. I pulled him to me so we could make out. I wanted to feel my own wetness and that beard against my face. It’s only day 3 of Movember, but my moustache growth felt great against his thick facial hair.

My top asked if I wanted another round, I felt the swollen lips of my cunt and I thought, “why not, they can’t get any worse”, so I was now on my hands and knees hugging a pillow. As he reapplied the j-lube to his forearms and fists I once again inhaled those poppers until I was in such a haze. It felt amazing to feel that right hand pop open my cunt again, and again, and again, he kept punching me out, pushing just a little deeper each time. “Oooooooohhhhhh yes, ooooooohhhh yes”, I was fucking groaning out in a euphoric state, each punch bringing me closer and closer to another full body assgasm.

This guy knew how to work a hole, to build up a story and reach the climax of the punchline. Using both arms now, giving me the blow after blow I’d craved since I opened my eyes that morning, he worked my hole open like a pro and once my cunt dilated fully to experience the full impact of his cunt wrecking blows, I began to emit high pitched noises and deep grunts…and then it happened again. My entire body tensed up and then released wave after wave of pleasure emanating from my anus and spreading outward  until the waves subsided. I collapsed on the bed, and again, I felt my soul leave my body. The endorphins and the poppers had me flying away and it was incredibly wonderful.

While I was down on my stomach, the top began eating my hole again. I could feel the bed jerking as he wanked  his cock while eating me out. Then in just a few minutes he stopped and I felt him plunge his cock in my ruined cunt and he filled it with a bucket of cum.

We both lied there in silence for a long time. It took me awhile to feel like I could get up and drive home, and he didn’t rush me.

When I finally did get home around midnight, Jace texted me, “you awake, boy?”