I started fisting initially as a top almost 30 years ago. It was in a bathhouse in Denver, CO and the bottom was what you would call "not my type" yet I was so curious about sticking my hand in another man's ass, I had to try it. Since I had no experience I did what I thought would make the bottom feel good and thus the path was set. I must have played in his ass for a half and hour to an hour, not keeping track of time cause the bottom was certainly enjoying what I was doing ( he kept pushing my hand back in as I started to pull out) and I was enjoying it. It made me hard.

     My next experience was a as a bottom and I wish it had gone as well as my topping experience. I was unable to take the man's hand as I was totally unprepared for the experience of taking a hand, not in the I am willing sense but I was literally unprepared. You see no one had trained me about fisting, I had not read anything about it and there fore missed the part about cleaning out before play. You see, the man I was playing with was a Colt model and damn if I did not want that hand, that forearm, that elbow and that bicep up my ass and I was relaxing to be able to try and handle all of that.  It didn't go well at all.  I was unprepared, I had not cleaned out which was the main disaster point in this experience and I had no poppers to get me seriously relaxed.

     I had practiced with large toys , 3.5" around that would have allowed a small fist to enter me, but this hand had to be 4.5" around, and If I had been clean, I am sure I would have relaxed to take it cause he was being very patient  and I wanted it so bad and was into it so much I just kept relaxing more which is where the crappy stuff moved down and got in the way cause of my lack of cleaning out ahead of time. He kept trying to get in for at least twenty minutes but eventually what was when it started coming out as I relaxed more and he kept backing off and then moving in again.

     That was my downfall, I had no idea what I was doing and was with obviously an expert who was patient but gave up when the shit hit the fan, so to speak. Needless to say it was a big mess and set in place a mindset that clean was not enough, pristine is what I had to be to play, and I expected the same of my partner, especially if he was a bottom. I got it down to being clean for at least 3-4 hours of play as long as I did not push real hard to take a hand and just let the muscle relax enough to play.

     I remember the COLT Model being very gracious about the matter as he had several years on me at my tender age of 24 and evidently this was not his first fisting rodeo.  We showered off together next to each other and I o wanted to ask for his number to play again when I was so much more prepared, but after the mess I made I was afraid to ask and because I was a bigger mess than he was, it took me longer to get clean. I looked for him later but evidently he checked out and was gone and I figured that was the end of that experience. It was.

      My next experience was several years later when a friend took it upon himself to initiate me properly. He let me use his shower douche facilities to clean out completely to my satisfaction, so clean I felt empty. He greased up his hand with Crisco^© and then started spreading it all over my hole and crack. I had brought poppers just in case and they came in handy. As he inserted finger after finger after finger I was relaxing enough, with his medium sized hand, to be ready for the insertion of his thumb. That took a bit of a doing and eventually he told me to take a deep breathe and relax and pretend I am taking a dump.  That was it. The thumb slipped in and I was in sensory overload as I felt all kinds of sensations all over my body, especially in my ass and crotch area. I had to shoot as it was too much to process for my brain taking a full fist this time.  I came and I so wanted to come again but my ass was spasming and closing around his hand like I was going to break it. I couldn't recharge that fast and get my ass to calm down for another go so soon. I finally had that first-timers moment when the hand is pulled out and you feel like a tank is coming out of your ass. And then just a tad painful after he exited, I was looking forward to my next experience.

     I actively searched out fisters but noticed that many did not want to be outed as a "fistianado", either as a top or a bottom.  Since I couldn't find partners to play with, I turned to toys. And there I hit my stride, first with width and now with depth. I eventually move away from Denver to Seattle, WA.

     The first year there I had very fisting action but after the first year, offers started trickling at to me or should I say in me. After that, I got a standing invitation to a regular fisting party that occurred every weekend or every other weekend depending if the sponsor was free to set up his house for a play time, first 2 slings, then 3 slings and then added a bench.  The parties were enhancement free for the most part that I could observe. Imagine going to a fisting party every weekend and fisting with different tops and bottoms each weekend. There were only about 10 - 15 guys there and not all into chubby hairy men, but there were always a few that would play with anyone and few bears aside from me.

      I had one really incredible experience at a party where there was a bear couple, an experience I wanted to go on all weekend, but these were overnight parties. I had a couple new experiences that night. I was drinking that night, beer of course and I was fisting one of the bears when I had to go pee. The sponsor had a rule of no watersports unless in the shower. So I was about to take my hand out of the bear in the sling when his partner asked me if "I was not having fun." I told him that I was in fact enjoying myself  but I had to piss. He said to let him drink it while I continued to fist his mate. And with a bit of reluctance, I was fisting one hot bear while another was drinking my piss. I could have cum had I not been concentrating.  Shortly after the drink was over I switched places with the bear in the sling and let him have a go at my ass.  I like to think in my experiences, at least with me, that the hotter your partner, the more you can go past your limits. And when I mean hot, I mean that person routing around with their arm up your ass, the more that person turns you on, the farther they can take you past your limits. So I have a very hot bear, not a musclebear mind you but just a hot bear, and after twenty to thirty minutes, he says to me, " you don't see that everyday" which gave me a pause of concern. I said what is that as I felt my ass expand even more than normal. He said look in the mirror, as in the mirror above the sling. The bear had two hands in me at the same time past the wrist. I was ready to cum, but he convinced me to hold on for a few seconds as several others came over to see for themselves. after about two minutes, I had to cum, the visual was just to much for me take and not pop my rocks. WOW!

     I have been double fisted three times in all my time of being into fisting and that was the first. 

     Eventually I got into toys more after I moved away from Seattle as I found it hard again to find partners that were willing to play and were not afraid of being outed as a fister or fistee.  The only guys that wanted to play were either looking for total tops, not me, or really slim guys to bottom for them, not me either. 

      Now that I play exclusively with toys, my ass is happy, no one to back out at the last minute after a couple hours spent cleaning out, no one saying you are what I was looking for or no one to say I am really a total bottom and I do not reciprocate.

     And what a great time it is to be playing with toys. New materials make for more squishy and toys that make the ass go nuts as it works it way up inside your butt. And the shapes and sizes are as varied practically as there are many grains of sand on the beach, well maybe not quite that many, but you get the idea, there are a lot.  I suggest that if you want to try new sensations for width and or depth, give the new silicone toys made by many different companies and many different vendors on Etsy.  

(If you are into depth, you should know the drill, first, there is no such thing as too much lube and go slow and steady and if you feel the slightest pinch of pain, stop and check yourself.)

      As I grow older my tastes in kinks have changed a bit as I have added a few new ones.  My newest kink or fetish is pumping. I have just started on this journey and it is a wonderful one of pleasure and visual incite fullness.  I like pumping for several hours at a time about 2 - 3 times a week,  Nothing gets you raging like seeing your junk grow longer and fatter and your balls grow plumper and hang more. I love pumping on a weekend day for hours only to later that night, have my balls