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241207: A Weekend of Unforgettable Depths and Delicious Encounters in Paris
When life hands you a voucher for two free nights in a hotel in Bercy, you don’t waste it—you use it for a weekend of raw, uninhibited pleasure. I had been sitting on this gem for ages, and with nothing on my calendar, I decided to finally cash it in for a wild escape to Paris. It was fate: LeKeller was hosting its 4 Days of Fistfun, and I was long overdue to explore this famed temple of kink. Paris might have been celebrating the reopening of Notre Dame, but let’s just say my own “cathedral” saw plenty of grand openings over the weekend. As for the Eiffel Tower? I got up close and personal with enough miniature versions to satisfy anyone’s architectural cravings.
After a breezy three-hour FlixBus ride from Brussels, I arrived in Paris on Friday afternoon, checked into the hotel, and prepped for the night ahead. Supplies? Secured in record time, thanks to a quick contact and some friendly negotiating. By the time I arrived at LeKeller, the anticipation was making my pulse race—and my ass twitch.
LeKeller really live up to its name. The space might be cozy, but every inch of it is designed for fisting perfection: slings swinging invitingly, sturdy beds and platforms ready for action, and 3 clean-out stations. The moment I stepped inside at 11 p.m., there were about 20 guys already deep into their fun. I didn’t waste any time—it was time to warm up.
Let’s just say the night was a series of unforgettable firsts. My ass? Explored to depths I’d never reached before, with one arm pressing further than I thought possible. Doubles? Of course—several times over, leaving me trembling and gasping in pure, unfiltered pleasure. As a top, my big hands and thick forearms were worshipped. Watching guys’ eyes light up with a mix of lust and challenge as they sized up what I was about to deliver? There’s nothing like it. By the time I stumbled out at 4:45 a.m., my body was almost wrecked—but in the best way imaginable.
A quick three-hour nap back at the hotel, and my hunger for more was insatiable. A scroll through Grindr led me to a private FF party at noon, where an adorable Asian twink was eager to test just how much he could handle. His fascination with the size of my hands was downright adorable—until he felt what they could do. Watching him arch and nearly lose himself as I worked his tight hole with expert precision? Let’s just say it was a mutual highlight.
But the day wasn’t done yet. I reconnected with someone I used to chat with back when he lived in Belgium. We’d always fantasized about meeting, and now it was finally happening. Turns out he’s just as filthy as me—and eager to explore more scenarios together. We agreed this was only the beginning.
For the grand finale, I headed back to LeKeller for a 5 p.m. fistsession. It didn’t take long for things to escalate—a double right off the bat—but my body was starting to signal that it had reached its limit. Raw, sore, and buzzing from the weekend’s adventures, I knew it was time to head back to the hotel, refuel with some burgers, and crash for a glorious eight-hour sleep.
Paris, you truly delivered. LeKeller was everything I hoped for and more, and the connections I made? Let’s just say I’ll be back soon—and hopefully staying with one of you sexy Parisians next time. So if you’re reading this and you’ve got a couch—or better yet, a bed—and a love for fisting, slide into my DMs.
FistParis was a weekend to remember, and I’m already dreaming about the next round. Let’s make it happen
241130 – Let Loose in Lust: A Night full of FFun at TheBoots Antwerp
Every now and then, the stars align for a night of unbridled passion. Saturday was one of those nights. Sammy and his crew at TheBoots pulled out all the stops to celebrate 10 years of MrB Antwerp, and honey, this wasn’t just a party—it was an invitation to surrender to every dark desire.
I arrived early, as I always do. The club was still calm, giving me the perfect window to get ready, freshen up, and prepare for what I knew would be a deliciously wild ride. As the crowd began to trickle in, the anticipation in the air thickened. Familiar faces appeared, exchanging knowing glances, and I could feel the night’s electricity starting to build.
By the time I was prepped and in the zone, I dove headfirst into the infamous darkrooms, where pleasure knows no limits. The first two sessions were just a warm-up—slow, teasing, and tantalizing. But the third? Oh, the third session hit me like a tidal wave of raw ecstasy. With a little help from my trusty poppers, I embraced my deepest cravings, and soon enough, the first double of the night left me breathless, quivering, and wanting more.
There’s a certain kind of high when you’re fully in your element—when your body is open, eager, and insatiable. Afterward, I took a brief pause to collect myself, but just because my ass needed a moment didn’t mean the fun was over. My cock wasn’t done for the night, and neither were the eager mouths and tight holes begging for attention.
Fueled by poppers and pure sex drive, I kept going, devouring and being devoured. And then, as if the night wasn’t hot enough, I crossed paths with @LttleXL from Liège. Let me tell you about him: nice body inked with a sleeve that screamed dangerously sexy, and packing a perfect tool to match. His skilled hands were just the beginning.
With a shared sniff of his 3MMC, he pushed me even further, stretching me open in ways that left me gasping and moaning. He didn’t just fist me—he claimed me, every inch, every moment, every pulse of pleasure an unforgettable reminder of why I live for nights like this. His cock filled me completely, leaving me begging for more, and I gave him everything he wanted and then some.
By 4:00 AM, I was blissfully spent. For once, I hadn’t booked a hotel, so I made my way to Antwerp Central Station, still riding the high of the night. But the universe wasn’t done with me yet—there was @LttleXL again, waiting for his train on the next platform. Between the dirty texts and whispered promises to meet again, I finally boarded my train, satisfied beyond words.
At 7:15 AM, I collapsed into bed, utterly drained but deeply fulfilled. Nights like this aren’t just fun—they’re necessary. And trust me, baby, this was just the beginning. Next time? I’ll be ready for more.
Stats for the night
- number of times fucked as a top: 2
- number of being fucked: 0
- number of being sucked: 5-6
- number of fisted others: 5
- number of fists received: 6
- supplies: 3mmc (some sniffs at the end) + poppers
- to remember: meeting with @LttleXL
241118 – Darklands Promo Tour: *Sneaker Seduction* in Milan
The next stop on the Darklands promo tour was something completely new for me: *Sneaker Weekend* in Milan. While I proudly wear my Lonsdale with high boots every day, I’ve never really had any sexual connection to sneakers. But hey, after my adventure with puppies in Gran Canaria this summer, I was ready for something new. And really, what’s better than promoting, exploring a new kink, and having some wild fun all at the same time?
**Friday: The Start of the Sneaker Rush**
After a flight of less than an hour, we landed in stylish Milan and quickly checked into our hotel. Since I arrived too early to get into my room, I went out to explore the area. A delicious Diavolo pizza at a charming little restaurant fueled me with enough energy for what was to come. Later that afternoon, while checking in, the lobby started to fill up with sneaker boys—mostly shiny trainers, flashy TNs, and a sultry attitude. My curiosity was definitely piqued.
In Italy, you often can’t get into gay clubs without an ARCO card. So, we decided to sort that out early. A short walk brought us to the *Hot Dog* complex, where the first party would be held. The venue also houses a sauna—and let me tell you, it has more than just steam rooms to offer. We got our cards and scoped out the place. The anticipation was building.
Around 10 PM, we arrived at the *Hot Dog* party. Unfortunately, the entry procedure was ‘the Italian way’ with a long queue, so in total we waited for more then 20 hours for our free drinks and locker, as we were on the guest list. The air was thick with sexual tension, and the venue didn’t disappoint: a large bar downstairs and a maze of dark corridors and cabins upstairs. But the real highlight? A connecting door that led to the sauna, complete with darkrooms, slings, and private cabins. Two spaces brimming with naughtiness, all for the price of one. My heart was racing.
The night was… explosive. Everywhere I looked, there were hot guys, the energy was intense, and the vibe was raw. My body didn’t hesitate to join in. A smoking-hot guy dragged me into a cabin, and before I knew it, he had my dick and my ass completely under his control. He even offered me some chemz—but honestly, I was already high on the energy. We ended up hooking up four times; he was completely obsessed with me. When the lights came on at 5 AM, the night wasn’t over yet. Together with him and two of his friends, I headed to *Illumined*, a 24/7 sex club. We kept going until 7 AM, bodies surrendering to pure ecstasy. Then it was time for a hearty breakfast and a few hours of much-needed sleep.
**Saturday: New Night, New Opportunities**
The second night brought us back to *Hot Dog*. While the vibe was different and the crowd slightly less exciting, my body didn’t hold back. The attention was there, the energy was hot, but some of the deeper fantasies—my favorite fisting, for instance—didn’t come to life. Still, my hard cock stole the show and had its fair share of fun. By 3:30 AM, I called it a night and headed back to bed, fully satisfied.
**Sunday: The Grand Finale Party**
Sunday started off quietly. The hotel felt emptier, with many sneaker boys already gone. Had some great fun and nice conversation with an OF creator in my room, and he convinced me to work on some new plans in 2025 in this direction (to be continued).
The closing party was at the *Inferus Club* at 4 PM, and I made sure to get there early to make the most of it. Unfortunately, the vibe was even less intense than the night before. The dress code seemed lax; anyone wearing sneakers—even with regular jeans—was allowed in. Where was the magic?
Thankfully, there was free pasta at 7 PM, a small silver lining. But my body decided to give one last show. On stage, I gave myself completely as a top while the crowd’s hungry eyes devoured me. As a reward, I enjoyed a hot sandwich session: thrusting deep into one guy while being taken by another. No fisting this time, but enough to leave me grinning with satisfaction. By 8 PM, I was out the door, enjoying my final Diavolo pizza before heading to bed.
**Monday: Back to Reality**
Monday morning, I was already on my way back home. What a weekend…. Sneakers may never completely be my thing, but I can now appreciate how others get turned on by them. One thing’s for sure: there’s a kink for everyone, and discovering it is half the fun.
Maybe next time, we’ll discover it together. You know where to find me…
Stats for the weekend
- number of times fucked as a top: 10+
- number of being fucked: 10+
- number of being sucked: 10+
- number of fisted others: 2
- number of fists received: 6
- supplies: 4mmc, joint, Cobra 130 and poppers
- to remember: meeting with OF creator, first party
Who am I?
Let me cut to the chase: I’m a 53-year-old almost insatiable pig from Belgium when I am in the mood, versatile as hell and craving all kinds of steamy encounters. I’m not just any pig; I’m a real muscle-bound, sweaty, gym-drenched pig, hungry for every flavor of hot, explicit fun.
Read all there is to know about me on my profile page
Hey Ardanwen, want to play with me?
**looking forward**
2024
Taking some time to relax and gym
2025
- 11/01 Darklands preparations - not free
- 21/02 - 26/02 Darklands preparations - staying in Antwerp
- 27/02 - 03/03: Darklands daytime coordinator. Get your tickets now on https://darklands.be/
**Socials**
All my links on https://linktr.ee/ardanwen
- on Bluesky as @ardanwenbe
- on Telegram as @ardanwenbe
- on Recon as Ardanwen
- - fading out X or Twitter as @ardanwenbe
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Very Interesting links
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