first time I fisted someone, I couldn't believe my eyes.
I was still in the relatively early stages of "coming
out" and was in a local bath. This guy came up to me,
told me what great hands I had, that he loved my hairy
arms, and asked me back to his cubicle.
then spent the next hour and twenty minutes giving me
the world's closest manicure and taught me how to fist.
The rest is history.
always been on the giving end of fisting, so I'm going
to quote extensively from a letter I recently received
from my friend Larry. He's an avid fistee, as you will
soon see. Properly performed within strict safe sex guidelines,
fisting is probably not as dangerous as it's made out
the other hand, I'm not advising you take unreasonable
risks, nor that you subject your anus to stresses that
endanger your health. Know what you're doing and with
whom you're doing it before you get someone's five fingers
and wrist up your ass. A word to wise ought to be sufficient.
writes: "The first time I was fisted, my friend Ray had
been fucking me and he began toying with my ass hole with
a finger which he finally gently pushed into me. I soon
asked him to put another finger into my butt, and then
another. This was a very slow process.
would be playing around inside of me with, say two fingers,
and I would finally want another one. So then he had three
fingers in. After 30 or 40 minutes of this I again asked
him to put another finger in me, but honestly could not
remember how many he already had up my butt.
did as I requested, and then I felt a little push, felt
my ass dilate wonderfully (I can still actually remember
how that felt that first time, over 20 years ago) and
then I heard him gasp. 'My God, I've got my whole hand
inside of you! Wow! I've never done this before. It's
really wild!' "
he was suddenly, totally turned on to having his hand
in me. I could feel him exploring my ass with his fingers.
I could feel him pushing deeper and deeper into me. I
felt total ecstasy, so total that I knew that I had just
fallen in love, not with Ray, but with fisting.
felt moved into an entirely different 'head space', although
I could not describe it then. Looking back, I know what
that space was. It was my first sexual trip into the astral.
And I took Ray with me."
continues: "I feel strongly that fisting has everything
to do with manipulating the root chakra (an Indian term
for an energy center) which is located in the anus and
genital area. Stimulating this chakra stimulates the sexual
feelings. I know that the larger the object which goes
into my body, the more I am stimulated.
is why those who enjoy being fucked are always searching
for the 'ultimate cock', that huge, seemingly impossible
instrument to fuck them. Huge dildos will accomplish some
of what I am talking about, but they can't replace the
living, breathing, spiritual 'ultimate cock'. For me this
is the hand/fist and arm of another man.
does take a considerable amount of time and patience at
first or after a period of time when you haven't been
fisted. It's not something that you just 'do' and then
it's over. And it's not about just sticking a fist up
there, moving around a little and then pulling it out.
is a ritual! It has to do with bonding, not only of the
physical bodies of two people, but of the emotions. It
has to do with taking the time to build up an intense
sexual desire to do it and to have it done. It has to
do with mutuality in feeling. It can never be what it's
supposed to be in a 'slam bam thank you ma'am' situation...
fisting requires total, absolute trust by the bottom in
the Top. Anything less than this won't do at all. "My
experience with fisting, from the very beginning until
now, has been the most purely sexual experience, yet it
also attaches itself to the spiritual. That night," writes
Larry, "when you had your fist up my ass, I felt the same
as that first time. Every time I have been fisted successfully,
I have felt the same as that first time."
I said, I've never been fisted, so my experience has always
been on the side of insertion. Seeing the look on face
of the receiver, it's obvious that Larry's experiences
are not unique. There is a glow, a warmth, and a bonding
that is occurring. Understanding that, it becomes obvious
why my friends who get fisted are such zealot devotees
of ass play.
or not, play safely. Jack
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