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« on: October 05, 2011, 05:33:48 am »

I enjoy watching sports on TV on the weekends.  I do this though a little bit differently than most men.  When watching baseball, I lay on the couch naked with my legs spread wide and my feet on the coffee table.  Between my legs I have a baseball bat shoved up my ass. It makes the game come alive.  I have one rather large bat that has a vibrator attached to it. I use it for extra innings. I also like golf, football, etc.  You can use your imagination equipment for each activity. My favorite however is bowling.  There is nothing quite like watching a tournament on TV while squatting on the floor with a regulation pin up your ass.  I suppose it would be funny to see a three point stance. The fun part is walking to the kitchen during commercials to get a drink without letting the pin fall out.

My fantasy has always been to have a playmate that would use all this sports equipment in the appropriate manner on me.  Somehow it just never happened.  That is until a few weekends ago when I was in a big box store looking for items for you know what. I was looking at trailer hitch balls. A man in the same isle was watching me.  He came over and said you sure are looking at things closely.  I had a feeble excuse and told him that I don’t like having to bring things back for defects.  He smiled and what he said next blew me away.  He said with the right lube that would fit real nice in your ass.  I blushed and stammered for words.  I couldn’t say anything.  I just smiled and turned beet red.  He said you know that’s what you are going to do with that.  Maybe you need some help with it when you get home.  I was still speechless.  I felt like I had been hypnotized but I just followed him to the checkout stand and then he followed me home.  I still am amazed that I let that happen but I did.

When we got to the house he grabbed a gym bag out of the back seat of his car and followed me into the house. He said this is your lucky day. I am going to be your personal trainer.  Once inside, he started to undress me and I tried to help but was so nervous I could barely undo the buttons on my shirt. In a few seconds I was naked. Next he told me that all exercise programs require preparation.  He grabbed my shaft and led me to the bathroom.  I got down on my hands and knees as instructed. He went back to the front room and brought his gym bag back.  He told me to put my head on the floor with my ass in the air.  He took something out of the bag but I could not see what it was. Suddenly I felt something touch my asshole.  Then it quickly went inside me.  My intestines started to fill and I squirmed a little.  He made me hold it for a while and then let me sit on the toilet and let it out.  He had me do this repeatedly until he was satisfied that I was ready for play.
 
After the enema process, he led me back to the front room and had me kneel of the floor.  He took his shirt off then his trousers.  He was loaded with an eight inch canon that was thick like a beer can.  He said you know what to do now so get started.  I licked it first like an ice cream cone.  Then I popped it in my mouth and sucked on it like it was sugar daddy.   As he got harder he grabbed my head with both hands and started to fuck me. He kept going faster and deeper.  I was gagging but he didn’t seem to care. Then all of a sudden he swelled up and let out a loud groan.  He filled my mouth with his juice.  He looked down at me and smiled and said now you are ready.
He took a plastic sheet out of his bag and laid it on the floor.  He had me get on it with my ass up in the air. He spread my legs apart and took out a bottle of some thick looking goo.  He pushed the opening of the bottle into my ass and squeezed the goo in.  Then he put some on his hand.  He started pushing his fingers in and twisting them round and round.  I moaned and groaned but kept pushing towards his hand for more.  I lost all track of time. He kept at it until I loosened up enough to take his hand up to his thumb joint.  He left his hand in me for a long time stretching me. I could feel him flexing his hand and it was driving me crazy.  I was numb from my head to my toes and I couldn’t move. It felt like I had always imagined it would.  I was sore but I did not want it to end. In fact I wanted his thumb and the whole hand in me.  Then all too soon he looked at me and said we are through for today and pulled his hand out.  I was so disappointed.  He said I will be back next Saturday for your next session. He washed up and left. I laid there on the floor for some time. I could feel my asshole pulsing like ocean waves hitting the beach. The feeling was fantastic.  It took me quite a while to get up and even longer to walk but oh, so worth it.

I must tell you that Saturdays were first and foremost on my mind all week long.  After a number of sessions I had his whole hand in me and he started probing deeper.   He had me start getting in different positions as time went by.  He really liked me to squat on the bathroom counter facing the mirror. He would move things around in me to get deeper.  He would watch my face in the mirror and he could make me do things I can’t even begin to describe. Once his hand was in me I was a puppet.  He could make me do anything.
I have to say that I wish every day was Saturday even though it takes me the remaining six days to recover from our sessions.  There is nothing like crawling around the house with a hand up your ass.  Life is good when you are involved in sports.





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« Reply #1 on: October 07, 2011, 10:50:34 pm »

Hmm... Didn't know you could get so much out of enjoying sports... Sounds like it would be a blast!
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« Reply #2 on: October 09, 2011, 08:59:52 pm »

The best part is that the games are never called off on account of rain.
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« Reply #3 on: October 18, 2011, 07:33:41 pm »

I'd think that "rain" might be the point of some of this sport Wink
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« Reply #4 on: November 12, 2011, 05:51:51 pm »

Sometimes it gets rather wet around my place.  Inside that is.
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« Reply #5 on: November 13, 2011, 01:21:44 am »

Great story. Can't wait for the next one.
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