TRF 009: Rimslut's Newest Guilty Pleasure, Episode 1

Love the moaning.

Hot session!

Just enough light to tell he's super hot and straight. Can't wait to see and hear what session 2 brings! Reminds me a little of the "southern gentleman " "you're my best frind" guy that I miss seeing.

very hot

Nothing hotter than hearing a married man moaning of pleasure! Keep them coming!

Mmm love this please friend back!

Where do I start? My first rendezvous with this MWM was THIS close to not even happening. And now? Stud is, without a doubt, one of my most favorite feeders I’ve ever had; and every session with him is simply blissful indulgence with my tongue buried extremely deeply in a hole so amazing that every time that we meet up, almost without fail, Stud is able to milk a huge load of cum out of me at the end of each session. Note – that didn’t happen this time; but, starting in Episode 2, you’ll see that him making me cum makes its way into the script.

But, I’m getting way ahead of myself – let’s back up. This MWM first responded to my Doublelist post in the “Gay for Straight” section (so many curious MWMs on the DL can be found there – what an amazing source of tasty hole in need of cleaning). His messages were extremely terse, and, even with repeated requesting, he wouldn’t send me any pictures. He did mention that he had never been with a man before, but had always wanted to try being rimmed. His reported stats were “40s, 190”. *sigh*

It was really difficult getting him to commit to a specific day / time. I had really limited opportunities to play – I basically had to create a compelling alibi to justify being away from home, and then I’d book a room at a super-sleazy motel so that I could host some hole for about 3 hours. Since I was footing the bill for these events, I was always trying to ensure that I could completely lock down 4 holes that I thought would be the most likely to actually follow through on their commitment and end up sitting on my face.

I would establish 4 “appointment” windows, each 45 minutes in length. Did I ever get all 4 guys to come through? Actually, yes, I did once. But, on all other instances, I considered myself lucky if 2 out of the 4 guys would show up – and I even had one instance where I went 0-for-4, which left me spitting nails, vowing that I’d never waste my money like that again. (Famous last words – lol)

So, I was losing patience with this guy because he’d routinely do that thing where he’d say “I can maybe do [some date in the near future]”, but that “maybe” never made it over the line to “yes, I’ll be there”. Based on the alibi that I had created, I would usually be able to host at my hotel room between 500p and 800p, and that window was difficult for him because of his work schedule.

Finally, on a Tuesday, he agreed that he could come see me that Thursday, but that it would have to be at 500p. I already had a hole lined up for 500p, but it was with a guy who I mostly used as a “standby” during these motel escapades – he was reliable, but, tbh, a rather underwhelming feeder. Sure, I’d enjoy eating him, but his sphincter was really tight, he didn’t push out, he didn’t swell up, he didn’t make any sound at all, he never blew a load (or even got hard, that I can recall); and, well, he just left me feeling rather nonplussed.

When this new guy asked for 500p, I ended up cancelling on my standby -- I also already had holes lined up for my 545p and 630p appointments, and another “maybe” for 715p. But, FINALLY, things were looking like they were going to work out with this guy. Tbh, upon reflection, I’m not really sure why I so wanted to try to make this work, given how frustrating he was to communicate with. I hadn’t seen any pics, and his stats were really nondescript. I guess I am just SUCH a whore for married manhole that I am willing to still try to make things work.

Unfortunately, on the morning of the day when we were going to meet later that evening, he pinged me and asked me if we could meet at 730p instead. JFC – this shit is so annoying – because of the way I needed to manage my schedule, getting thrown curve balls like these on game day just fucking drives me crazy.

But, I didn’t actually have a 715p hole lined up, so I told him that yes, I could do that. I checked in with him at 645p, and he became non-committal again. So, I sent him a response that said: “Either show up at 730p tonight, or consider this my last communication with you.”

At which point, he told me that he had been suffering from diarrhea which started in the morning – so he wanted to try to push back our start time in the hopes that he would be “over it” by the time we met up.

Having been bailed and ghosted on hundreds of times, I’ve heard every excuse in the book. But, in this case, I thought it best to just believe him…and give him another chance. So, I messaged him back and, first, thanked him for telling me what was going on; and that I don’t usually give second chances to guys who late-notice bail or outright ghost me, but that I’d be willing to try again with him.

So, the day finally came when he could cash in his rain check on the chair. I had gotten to eat 2 nice, tasty MWM holes before he was scheduled to show up. When he parked, he messaged me and told me that he wanted an anon scene in a dark room – this was new info to me, but not the first time that an anon scene was requested immediately before Stud coming in to feed me.

I agreed, cracked open the door, made the room dark, got under the chair, and laid a black t-shirt over my eyes. A few minutes later, I hear the door creak open, and Stud comes in. He heads to the toilet for a second, and, of course it won’t flush – this motel is so decrepit and trashy.

About a minute later, I can tell that Stud has made his way onto the chair, so I removed the t-shirt that was covering my eyes…and, I was staring up at a REALLY big hole, with soft pink lips calling out to my tongue. And the dance began.

It didn’t last terribly long, but what it lacked in elapsed time, it made up for in mouthfuls of soft supple ass. A little of the way into the session, I heard some unfamiliar sounds – I later learned (after watching this vid) that it was the sound of him scraping out Vaseline to use for jacking off. For a man who’s never had his ass eaten before, he got into the groove rather quickly and quite nicely.

His hole was made to be worshipped – licked, moistened, suckled, adored, devoured, explored, and furiously, deeply tongue fucked. He has spectacular push game – and just a really big, fat, juicy hole and guts in which I could simply go rimpig wild.

As he started to stroke his cock more, he suffered from a very common malady amongst rimmees where the stroking of their cock causes their external sphincter to clamp down tight. And, when a Stud has soft, suckable lips like this guy, having those purple-y pink lust pillows disappear makes for one very sad panda – er, rimmer.

When this guy starts to get close to cumming, he also leans back. So, the hole has gone into hiding, AND the hole has moved several inches away from where my head is resting. I’m not faulting him for this happening – it’s just what happens when the going gets good. But, it makes it nearly impossible for me to get more than the just the tip of my tongue inside him when he’s strokin’ and leanin’. Fortunately, we communicated about this specific point between our 1st and 2nd sessions, so he’s much more aware of it now.

Fans of noisy orgasms are going to have a wonderful feast for the ears – his big O just goes on and on, and his post-cum recovery is truly beautiful. You know what turns me on so much about my rim addiction? It’s having the ability and power to facilitate physical and emotional release for married men who are clearly so desperately in need of physical affection in the area in which probably very few have ever expressed interest. It is a true honor and privilege for me.

I chose to keep the post-session dialogue, showing him resting on the chair for a while before getting up, getting dressed, and leaving – at one point, I thought I was going to start working on his hole again (I was in NO hurry to stop sucking on his guts). But he demurred, eventually got up and dressed. And, on his way out, he told me that “I’ll be your regular!” I guess that’s the equivalent of a 5-star rating, comment: “Would feed here again.”

As noted, this is just Episode 1 in the series for this unexpectedly sexy AF MWM (at least sexy AF to me). Also as noted, he has become my guilty pleasure. Why? You’ll have to wait for Episode 2 for that next segment in this erotic saga.