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Author's Note: This was a memorably fun trip. The names are all euphemistic (if you know Mandarin you'll roll your eyes) but the descriptions are as accurate as my memory allows.
SIX DAYS IN TAIPEI
The hotel room was hardly larger than a walk-in closet, but it had its own bathroom and, most importantly, no one in the lobby kept track of visitors.
I started my six-day stay in Taipei (nominally for a conference) with a lunchtime visit to a massage parlor. I ended it, on my last morning before heading to the plane, at a local guy's apartment. Between those two I fully tested the capacity of that tiny hotel room and had a great time doing so.
FIRST & LAST
A-TU
The massage parlor was pretty basic, a few rooms tucked into the third or fourth floor of a non-descript high rise with an entrance off a side street. There were small gestures towards "ambience" (tinsel garlands, a few strands of colored lights, a tiny bubbling fountain) but it was fundamentally utilitarian, a space for getting the job done. The masseur . . . let's call him A-Tu . . . was tall and beefy with silky smooth caramel-colored skin and beautiful pecs. He had a pleasant face, broad but small-featured, that looked typically "Taiwanese", someone whose family was living in Taiwan before the great influx of mainlanders in 1949. He was friendly and matter-of-fact if a little rough around the edges. I have just enough Mandarin to establish a bit more connection than a typical middle-aged white guy would, and we chatted comfortably about simple topics.
I've had a lot of massages over the years, ranging from zero to one hundred on a sexual scale. Some have had not the slightest hint of hanky panky. A few have ended with a blunt "I'll do such and such for extra pay" (my reply is a polite but slightly astringent "that's not necessary"). Hand jobs are the typical "happy ending", and they have ranged from painful (some guys with uncut cocks grasp a cut cock too tightly) to exquisite (there is something incredible about giving up control and just letting a skilled hand take you over the edge). I've gotten blow jobs (and given them) and had guys ride my cock as I'm face up on a table. I've had my hole caressed, fingered, eaten, fucked, bred, and even fisted on a massage table, and the farther it goes the hotter I find it, especially if it just happens, without prior discussion or negotiation.
In this case, A-Tu gave a decent massage, notable more for strength than finesse, with a heavy focus on my back. Once he flipped me over, he straddled the far end of the table and draped my legs across his smooth, meaty thighs. I wished I had my glasses on, but I could see enough to appreciate the view. He applied absurd quantities of oil to my crotch and stroked my dick to full size. In America I am slightly larger than average (big enough to get compliments, not big enough to get double takes), but in Taiwan I am notably larger than average, which is a nice position to be in.
A-Tu commented favorably on the size, and I had lovely visions of him straddling me and not just the table and sliding his muscular ass down on my very rigid, very oily cock . . . but that remained a vision. Instead, he continued stroking my dick with one hand, quite skillfully, and started to caress my hole with the other. I arched my back and wriggled my hips and purred my approval as I hoped for the finger to slide inside me and be joined by others . . . but we seemed to be at the limits of what I could expect from this massage. I relaxed again onto the table and let the climax come, thanked him, hugged him, tipped him generously, and headed back to my hotel . . . sated but slightly disappointed.
Though the trip started on a nice but ambivalent note, it ended with a bang: three really great hours with a local guy in his apartment before I headed to my long flight back to the US.
LIU
We'll call him Liu . . . mid 40s and in excellent shape, with a sturdy, lightly muscled build, smooth skin, a nice round ass, and an expressive face. We took to each other immediately (not a given for a guy from a hookup app) and were locked in a deep kiss, hands roaming everywhere, ten seconds after I walked in his door. Once I came up for air, I noticed how cozy his apartment was and what an appealing personality it had, with pillows strewn about, quirky art on the walls and incense perfuming the air. It's kind of silly, but for me an attractive setting makes good sex even better.
I quickly returned my attention to my host and in a trice had my face buried in his ass. Such a luscious ass! It tasted good and felt good as I kneaded it, and he was moaning encouragingly as I ate it out. Once it was wet enough, I slicked my cock with a bit of lube and slid slowly inside him, letting him adjust before I went to town. Once I was buried to the pubes and he was looking comfortable, I started sliding in and out, picking up speed, pounding him hard, then slowing it down again, reading his face for when it was just rough enough to be exciting and when it was too much; that's when I'd stop pounding and switch to a slow long-dicking. When we needed a break (which of us needed it first I can't say . . . I LOVE to fuck, but I am in my 50s!) Liu deep throated my cock, making a point of getting it all in his mouth. I guess it excited him, because he got hard enough, despite the pounding I'd given him, to slide into me for a brief but much appreciated fuck. His cock felt nice, rubbing my ass lips and nudging my prostate.
We took a break to cuddle and chat . . . the usual "getting to know you" about work, travel, family, and loved ones . . . and towards the end of the cuddling my cock was definitely showing signs of new life. I rolled Liu onto his belly and buried my face in his beautiful butt, then climbed on board and fucked the shit out of him (figuratively, thank you very much) before finally dropping a load deep inside him.
We ended with a typical move of mine:
"Would you be willing to fist me? I'm happy to talk you through it if you've never done it before . . . ."
Liu was game, and he took direction well, and I felt a fist inside me for the first time in . . . eleven hours? He gave me a really lovely fistfuck and clearly found it exciting. I was sorry to leave, but I had a plane to catch.
A-Tu and Liu were the frame for five days of play in my hotel room (and I did actually spend some time at the conference as well) with at least one guy each day, plus one day in particular where . . . but I'm getting ahead of myself.
TUESDAY
I landed Tuesday morning, got checked in, went to the massage parlor, had some lunch, then drifted back to my room to rest. Somehow "resting" involved cruising the hookup apps (what a surprise) and inviting a local guy to stop by my room.
A-PANG
A-Pang was in his 30s, with the kind of face I call "ugly-cute": not handsome by any objective standard but appealing to me. He was awkward and quite fat, but I found him endearing . . . bubbling with lust and not making any attempt to be cool about it. He sucked my cock avidly, deep throating it as best he could, and I buried my face in his ample ass, tonguing and licking his hole just as avidly. I put him on his back with his legs splayed wide, and he pulled back his chunky thighs to expose his hole. We kissed as I slid inside. His hole was soft and velvety smooth and felt delicious on my cock.
I started slow but soon worked up to a vigorous fuck that had him moaning and whining and writhing on the bed. I was pulling my cock all the way out and slamming it in deep, and his velvet hole took it all. I took a break to eat his ass more . . . juicy and salty and delicious . . . and to munch on his tits, squeezing and caressing his fleshy boobs and gently nipping at his nipples. Then it was back to hard fucking, this time from behind, till I blew my load inside him.
As he was dressing he told me I was his first westerner. I felt quietly pleased to have represented my tribe well. I may have been his first, but I hope I'm not his last!
The conference started with a banquet, and I ended up back in my room, stuffed and tired, but not exactly sleepy due to the weirdness of jetlag. So I asked a friend to stop by, despite the late hour.
YI
Yi was tall, mid 20s, slender, cute, intelligent and hung . . . and I mean seriously hung, not just hung by Taiwanese standards. He had a slightly goofy playfulness that was adorable. My husband and I had met him on a vacation visit to Taipei the previous year, had played several times with great pleasure, and had kept in touch since then.
We were all over each other the second he came in the door, kissing and rubbing against each other. I was already naked (why wouldn't I be? it's my hotel room!) and I had fun peeling his clothes off and running my fingers through his stylishly floppy hair. In no time I was on my back with his big hooded dick thrusting into me, and I soon felt that familiar heat in my gut as he pulsed a big load up my gut. I gave him maybe three seconds to catch his breath before my tongue was in his hole, and in short order my saliva-slicked dick was inside his pert little bubble butt and I was power fucking him. He took a hard pounding without complaint, and somehow I summoned my third load of the day to decorate his mancave.
We paused to chat and catch up with each other, and his cock caught a second wind and ended up inside me for a second time that evening and I took a nice fuck and a second load, well lubricated by his first. I was up for him spending the night, but he needed to be practical and head home, and I needed to sleep.
WEDNESDAY
ER
My conference was starting, but I snuck in a morning hookup before the first meeting, courtesy of the apps. Er was in his early 30s with a thin, fit body, decent looking face and decent sized dick. His chunky glasses were the most distinctive thing about him.
He wasn't much of a kisser, but I had fun licking his smooth body and sucking his dick, and I was happy to take it up the ass. He fucked me on all fours, on my back, riding his dick, and finally face down / ass up. That's how I took his load, and that's where I stayed as he cleaned up and dressed and headed out. No complaints, but I like a little more connection, a little more personality, even from a hookup.
THURSDAY
SAN
I'd been a good boy for 36 hours: socializing, conferencing, preparing a presentation, delivering said presentation; and by Thursday night I was ready for a reward, or at least some relief. Reward and relief came in the form of San, who was practically a clone of Yi: tall, mid 20s, slender, cute, intelligent and hung. He was not as spectacularly hung as Yi, but he had a truly beautiful bubble butt and he was noticeably kinkier. His slender, fit body had some muscle, and his shaved pubes showed off his very respectable cock. His face was pretty and his personality sweet . . . I could hardly believe he was so taken with middle-aged me, but since he was, I was prepared to run with it!
He had been at the baths, frustrated by the lack of interest (are they CRAZY?!?) so he was very happy to get together with someone who wanted sex and lots of it. We kissed and kissed as soon as he showed up at my little hotel room, and before long I had him on all fours with my dick buried to the hilt. I went deep and hard and fucked him a good long time. I worked a 10" dildo into him (yes, I bring a dildo on business trips) and fucked him with that. I slid my dick in next to the dildo for some double penetration action, stroking his gut with my rubber dick and my meat dick in an alternating rhythm. I pulled out and fingered his hole: I started with three, went to four, and worked my way swiftly to five, burying my whole hand in his beautiful ass. I slid my hand out and ate out his puffy hole, loving the salty flavor of his rosebud.
I gave his ass a breather and sucked him for a bit, but before long he was face down on the bed and I had my cock buried in his ass, pounding away and filling his gut with a creamy deposit.
We caught our breath and cuddled and chatted, and his fist somehow found its way into my thoroughly experienced hole and he gave me a long, delicious fisting before we parted ways for the evening. What an amazing find!
FRIDAY
SI
My conference wrapped up Friday evening, so I hosted a late night visit from a fuckbuddy I'd played with a few times when I'd last had a project in Taiwan . . . fourteen years ago? Seriously?!? Si had been a tiny twenty-something then but already way kinkier than I'd been at that age. He was now in his early 40s, a little thicker around the middle but still cute and sweet and seriously piggy.
We made out, I ate out his ass, I fucked him, I slid my fist inside him. We had always had a nice connection, and it felt so comfortable, almost homey, to see him again. Once his ass was done we traded places, with me on my back, knees pulled comfortably back to my chest (yay yoga!) and his fist worming its way inside me. San had opened me up the night before but not worn me out, and it felt like last night was the warmup for tonight.
Si worked his hand deep inside me . . . more than half his forearm was up my gut (I love small hands). He alternated depth with some aggressive motion, sliding his hand all the way out and sliding it back in . . . balling his tiny hand into a literal fist and literally punch fucking me . . . gently . . . till my hole was gaping and I was breathing heavily. He lubed up his other hand and slid it in next to the first, stretching my hole close to its limit (I LOVE small hands!) and then sliding both hands out TOGETHER and pushing them back in TOGETHER, slowly punch fucking my fucking hole with two hands at once (I FUCKING LOVE SMALL HANDS!!).
I'd been doubled before, and I'd been punchfucked before, but this was the first time I'd been double punchfucked, and it was unbelievable. I couldn't sustain that much action for long, but what a way to end an evening!
SATURDAY
HAIL, HAIL, THE GANG'S ALL HERE
I spent my last full day in Taipei sightseeing and shopping and eating (the food in Taiwan is truly fabulous). Around 6:00 in the evening, Yi joined me again in my tiny hotel room. He announced that his hole was still too sore from Tuesday's spit-lubed fuck for him to bottom (sorry/not sorry), so he proceeded to slide his big hooded dick up my ass. I did not complain. He quickly loaded me, paused for a nanosecond, then fucked and bred me a second time. We hung out and chatted.
WU & RICHARD
Around 7:00, another guy I'd played with on my vacation the year before showed up. Wu was around 30 but barely looked 18: petite, golden brown and smooth, with a pretty face and temptingly full lips. He had a quiet, rather submissive demeanor and was a total pig. He brought with him a fuck buddy of his: a British daddy, about my age, with a rough dom sort of vibe, a bulky build, and a bulky cock. I'll call him Richard.
I quickly had Wu on all fours on the bed, eating his ass and fucking him hard as he whimpered quietly. Yi was entertaining Richard with a blow job, which led to Richard's dick in his ass, but Yi was too sore to take it long.
I made sure my British guest felt welcome by deep throating his fat cock. He grabbed my head and face fucked me, then pulled me up, spun me around, and shoved his cock in my hole for a short rough fuck. I was grateful that Yi was a big cummer and had left me well lubed!
We reshuffled on the bed, with Wu riding my cock. After a bit, Richard slid his fat daddy dick in next to mine, stretching Wu's hole as Wu closed his eyes and quietly moaned. After double dicking him for a few minutes, Richard pulled out of Wu, pushed my thighs up, and slid his cock into my hole as Wu continued to ride me. The position was awkward, but the sensation was great. Several times throughout the evening I took Richard's dick down my throat again and then up my ass . . . never a long fuck, but always welcome when it happened.
Around 8:00, Er joined us, and soon his chunky glasses were on the table and his dick was in my ass. He gave me a nice fuck, then moved on to Wu. By 8:30 he had bred Wu and was dressed and heading out the door. I guess orgies aren't everyone's thing.
The third or fourth time Richard fucked me, I asked Yi to slide his fist into my hole while the British daddy dick was plunging in and out. It's an interesting challenge to get the fattest part of the hand (just before the wrist) into a butthole under any circumstances, and usually if you're taking a cock and fist together, the fist goes in first and the cock follows. But I was feeling . . . adventurous. Yi's hands are slender, and the stretch was intense, but he managed to squeeze in without Richard losing a stroke. He grabbed Richard's dick inside me, and I could feel the fullness of his fist wrapped around the fat cock as Richard's thrusts basically used Yi's hand to fuck-wank himself inside my warm, wet ass.
Around 9:00, San came by and threw himself happily into the mix. Orgies are definitely his thing! I chowed down on his perfect ass and fucked it, and ate it some more, and then fucked it some more. Finally I rolled onto my back and took his dick in my well-used hole. Some variant of this repeated several times over the next several hours, whenever he wasn't busy with one of the other guys.
At some point I had a playful idea, and Yi and Wu played along. I had Wu slide his hand into my hole, then had Yi work his hand in next to it, so I was being double fisted by two different guys, one small and golden, one tall and pale, both of them sweet and hot. I had done this once before with two Indian friends, one the color of dark chocolate, the other the color of caramel, and the visual contrast between their forearms and my whipped cream ass delighted me almost as much as the stretch did. Yi and Wu didn't manage to move their hands as much as Si had the night before with his double punching, but it still felt pretty great to be stretched so much and to know that I had two guys' hands in my hole at the same time . . . .
Wu and I then concentrated on each other, him going bottom up for my fist, quietly whimpering as I worked him over, and then me taking his fist deep inside me. I assume my other guests were keeping themselves amused, but at that point I was too focused on my ass to be a proper host.
Late in the evening, San and Wu ended up kneeling side by side on the bed: two smooth, slender, beautiful backs, two tempting round butts, two hungry holes. Richard and I stuffed our big white daddy dicks in those eager bottoms, grabbing their hips and pumping, then pulled out, swapped places and pumped some more, then swapped back for even more. It's possible that I captured it on video. . . it's possible that I really like stroking my cock as I watch that video . . . .
Yi slid his hand into me once more, this time with me standing, my back and knees slightly bent. It's a great position for taking a fist, and I'm conscious that it makes my ass look especially round and welcoming, and it allows a hand to go in especially deep. We concentrated on fisting, and his hand sliding in and out of me felt great. A little later he dropped his third load of the evening in Wu (the unofficial cumslut of the party) and headed home.
Richard had grumbled about not liking to fist a bloke `cause it left the hole stretched out and sloppy for fucking, but he worked his hand into me anyway and gave me a surprisingly good fisting: energetic, aggressive, and creative, but still with a sense of responsible control that allowed me to relax and get into it.
Wu and Richard headed out around midnight, and San and I were left to cuddle and doze and fuck some more. Finally I rolled him face down on the bed and slid into his beautiful ass and made a point of fucking him till I came, the only time I blew a load in the whole long evening. I rolled over and pulled my legs back and took his fist for the first time that evening, but let's face it, my ass was toast.
I rounded off a spectacular night by sliding my hand into San's spectacular butt for a spectacular fisting. I'm not sure where I found the energy, but he told me afterwards it was the greatest fisting he had ever taken . . . and having been there, I'm willing to believe him. I started slow and worked my way to something pretty aggressive: punching his hole, sawing my forearm rapidly back and forth, sliding in deep, then all the way out, then back in deep. When you know what you're doing and pay attention to how a hole is reacting, and nobody's judgement is clouded with drugs, and the bottom trusts you and stays relaxed, it's pretty amazing what an ass can take!
San went home a little before 2:00, and after nearly eight hours of non-stop kissing, sucking, rimming, fucking and fisting . . . I slept like a baby. A very happy, very kinky, thoroughly satisfied baby.
I'll be back to Taipei at some point, and I bet I'll have a good time seeing my various buddies again and maybe meeting some more new guys.
But I doubt I will ever top those eight hours on that Saturday night!