Manuevers

I have to hand it to the folks at Fort Troff. They pulled off a pretty cool event last Friday night in a decent space on West 54th Street. They had boxes for guys to store their clothes while changing into their leather gear. Then, going through a curtain, you entered the main room. They had about 15 slings (maybe more) set up side by side, a few fuck benches, even a couple of crosses. They had a bathroom reserved as a piss zone, and two back rooms: The first had about 5 more slings (these were leather), and behind another curtain, a very dark, sultry room for anything goes.

A whole table was filled with cups stuffed with boy butter for lube, and all the condoms you could possibly want for an event like this. (Most of the fucking was raw.) They also had a couple of barrels of bottled water on ice -- a very nice touch.

It took a little while for things to get started, but soon enough, guys were pairing off for some sling action, including a fair number of fistings. The main cross was put to use very early, with guys getting flogged, including one or two who seemed to take it pretty damn hard. You could hear the crack of the whip so to speak all the way into the back back room. And in that back unlit room, guys were gettting sucked and fucked right away.

My first adventure of the night was to suck several guys back there, and at first I was able to kneel on the floor while getting throat fucked. Later on in the night, though, I realized when I went back in there and slipped on the floor that I wasn't going to be kneeling anymore -- the floor was now covered in cum and spit. I know I had some drool myself spill on the floor the last time I was in there getting skullfucked. Luckily I didn't fall. That would've been pretty fucking embarrassing. Not to mention sort of gross. lol.

I know some guys will be upset to hear this but I only got fucked once at the Manuevers. I was fine with that, it being my first real big event like this. I was enjoying myself more from watching other guys going at it in the slings or in the back room, stroking a load out at one point on a guy's chest as he was getting fisted. Besides, at the warmup party on Wednesday in Connecticut, I got fucked 4 times (More on that later) so I was glad to just soak in the scene.

I asked one of the few black dudes at Manuevers if he would fuck me, after I spent a little while sucking his cock. He was about 8 1/2 inches long, decent thickness, and cut. I could taste his pre while sucking him, and I was getting high on the smell of his crotch. When I whispered to him that I wanted him to fuck me, and he readily agreed, I whispered back that I'd prefer to use a condom. No problem, he said.... And I had some in my vest, so we wasted no time.

I know some guys will moan and groan over this, but I think I made the right choice. Especially since, by Monday when I got home, I had come down with a wicked cold which is still bothering me. I sort of forgot how fast cold germs can spread, especially when you're wrestling tongues with multiple guys, sucking cocks that have already been slobbered over by other guys. I'm not upset about the cold or anything, it's just a reminder about how things spread.

Hopping up on the sling, laying back, and having this black adonis feed my feet through the stirrups, I was in heaven. My hole was ready, he slobbered on some boy batter, and in he sank. His girth was a bit more than I thought but I love that. Thicker is always better. I could feel my sphincter wrapped tight around his cock, and that last 3/4 of it were sucked in by my hole. He had a slow method, where he stood still and rocked the sling backward slowly, while his cock slid almost the whole way out, then pulled the sling back toward him, impaling me almost to the hilt. He was able to do this for the longest time, which I absolutely loved.

One guy was able to stand next to me for a short while, but he was up against the curtain to the back back room and was getting bumped now and then so he didn't stay long. It would've been nice to have some cocks to suck but the setup wasn't really conducive to that. I never got the name of my hole puncher but at one point I moaned for him to fuck me harder, and he picked up the pace. I could feel his wiry pubes on my ballsac now, and that sweet, sweet sound I know I'm not alone in worshipping: A sloppy hole (in my case, smothered in boy butter) getting plowed over and over to make the wet, smacking sound of man-to-man sex.

Then, without warning, he leaned way over and starting humping like a maniac. He ran his stubble cheek across mine, then we made out. My ass was feeling so great. It was so awesome to be spread-eagled like that. A few guys watching me take it. The black on white motif I so crave. And then he came, pushing me -- rocking me -- in that sling while he fucked his last drops out. We kissed afterward, and that was that. He helped me get my feet out of the stirrups, and I headed back out into the main room while he headed for the bathroom.

Soaked in sweat from that sultry room, I found a guy whose pit I wanted to lick out, and when he willingly held up his arm for me, he raised mine so he could reciprocate at the same time. I knew he was in heaven: my pits were soaked with sweat. The rest of the night for me was filled with a few more blowjobs, lots of stroking while watching threesomes and even one fourway fuck in the back back room, and chatting up a couple of guys out in the main room near the water barrels.

I will definitely be back, and will clear the decks so I can finally check out the main Black Party on Saturday night, which was held a few blocks over at the Roseland Ballroom. (It would be hot to watch HotPigg in action. He definitely would've been the hit of the party if he were at Manuevers.) A friend has turned me on to some other events in NYC that weekend as well, which the hosts from the warmup party also told me about later. I've even thought about some other events later this year, including Folsom East in NYC. I'll let you all know if it happens.