Beer Can with a Downward Hook

Northwest Indiana—September, 2018

I did not stay in Chicago after the piss party, but drove just over the border into Indiana for a cheaper motel.  I slept in after all the wet sex.  I was just able to catch the breakfast included with my room.  As I was opening the door to the room, I got a text:

“Know your schedule yet?’

It was Don, a yearly trick from when I work in Indiana.  He had written me a very intriguing text the week before.  I knew he had a long term partner.  I wasn’t sure if he was truly cheating when he was with me or if they had a “don’t ask-don’t tell” relationship.  I did know that the partner had to be worked around…

The text from the top of the week read as follows:

“So…long story short, watched partner bareback a guy week ago Sat.  I told him about u and I hooking up the last 3 yrs and he said if u blow him while u bareback and breed me he’s “in”!  Lol.  Also said u could find a bottom for him at the same time and I could watch u 2 tag team him.  Then he said let’s do a 3way 1st.  Said u were here in Oct or we could go to your house.  He said set it up!”

I wrote back I still didn’t have my October schedule yet, but I was very interested in the three of us playing.  I thought nothing more about it, but from feeling sated from the piss party, my cock began to think about what we could do as a threesome.  As I packed up the computer, I knew I was now fully horned and would be stopping at one of the three bookstores I use in Northwest Indiana.

I don’t have far to go to the bookstore of my choice.  It is just after noon when I arrive.  There are quite a few cars in the lot—all those men worshiping here at a very different church then the one to which they sent the family.  I have chosen the store that has a theatre on one side of the building and an arcade on the other.  Here the best deal is to get a combo ticket.  I do.  I tour the arcade (all the doors are locked.)  I piss and go into the theatre.  I sit on the long bench against the low wall, where you can stand.  There are a few chairs scattered around, too.  The straight movie is a niche film celebrating the bush.  But I stay, for almost immediately, there is an internal cum shot. 

I am alone, but not for long.

An older man comes in and stands behind me.  Soon his hands are on my shoulders.  When I don’t move away, he comes around and gives me head.  Nothing spectacular, but a very nice warm up.

He takes off when he realizes I’m not cumming anytime soon.

Another guy, my age, with a shaved head and a unicorn tat on his bicep, is next to fall to his knees in front of me.  He doesn’t do the touch and see if it’s ok game.  We make eye contact as he walks in and he makes himself right at home.  He also pulls out a nice seven incher and flogs it as he sucks my cock and licks my balls.

I take a turn on him, when he stands up to rest his knees.  He loves grabbing my ears and fucking my face.  We break, as he doesn’t want to cum yet.

A hot Black guy, somewhere under 30, comes in and sits on the chair off to the side of me.  He can’t take his eyes off my dick.  It doesn’t take long before he’s on his knees and slurping on my slick cock.  He takes me to the root—repeatedly with no scraping at all.  He’s great.  He plays with himself, still in his pants, only occasionally.

The curtains part.  Don walks in. (We’d met in a bookstore, so I’m not too surprised—only that we were texting that morning and here he is.  Don is now 50, tall, nicely put together, and is in the middle of losing the extra pounds he had gained by last year. His hair is now a hot salt and pepper, still immaculately groomed.)  He grins and watches the boy deep throating me.  

And then the partner I’ve never met comes in.  Don moves to him and whispers.  The kid stops sucking and goes back to his chair.  Reid, just 60, is an inch taller than me, and just as thin.  His body is taut and hard.  He has rugged good looks—and it wouldn’t surprise me if he worked outside from his skin tone.

Don kneels in front of his man.  He opens his fly.  He’s told me Reid’s hung, but he’s even bigger than I guessed.  He is perhaps a half inch longer than me…but it’s his thickness.  Beer can thick.  And a slight downward hook.  Don, one of the best cock suckers I know can only take two thirds of him down his throat. 

I watch entranced.  My sucker looks up and watches, too.

Don motions me to come try.  I kneel and do my damnedest.  Reid sighs like I’m doing great, but I swear I don’t take more than half of him into my mouth.  Don crawls on the floor and takes my cock down his throat as I suck his partner.

When he pulls off me, we each take a side of his partner’s dick and move the length of it in unison.  This is so hot, my cock drools continually.  Don takes over.  I move around behind Reid, pulling the designer underwear down.  I poke my tongue for the first time between Reid’s ass cheeks.  He groans and bends only slightly.  I can’t get into him like I want to, but I can tell I’m going to enjoy this ass on my face at another time.

Don has roped in the young man who was sucking me to work on Reid’s dick.  Don has me stand up and he sucks my dick.  The kid is taking every inch of Reid down his throat.  None of us can believe it. 

Reid and I are standing side by side with the two men’s mouths before us bulging with cock.  Our arms are around each other’s waists or we are toying with each other’s ass cracks.  He pulls me into a kiss.  It’s hot and good.  When we break, I see that Don has seen our lips locked.  The look of happiness on his face is just what I was hoping for…

Reid takes the young man off to a booth.  He’s hoping to fuck him—and if he does, he’ll bring him back to us to share.  Don and I play.  He sucks me; I suck him.  We both suck the guy with the Unicorn tat. 

I want Don’s ass but he hasn’t cleaned, thinking he’d not meet anyone he’d want up his ass.

Reid comes back sheepishly.  He’s given his load down the Kid’s throat.  Reid watches us play a little, but he’s ready to go.  We all agree it’s an excellent first meet and can’t wait for me to come to town with the sling.

*****

I suck one more cock through a glory hole.  I get the anonymous load—but don’t even try to get off.  I drive home the rest of the way very happy at the lucky turn of events.