Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Bookstore Jizz

Near Home—May, 2017

IML was the next weekend.  I was horned just thinking about it.  Friday night I went off to the bookstore.  It was a particularly good night…


I walk into the gay cinema.  A young Black guy is stroking his thin curved dick right by door.  We nod.  We have traded blowjobs in the past.  He’s mid 30’s, fit not ripped and can usually get just what he wants if he waves his curved cock at the men here.  For the moment he’s stroking to the porn.  I sit across the room from him.  There are three men watching him.  None have pulled out their dicks, but are all playing with their own crotches through their pants.  I pull my cock out.  Fully hard and ready.  I stroke, my eyes on the others, not the movie.

The men are now restless with two prime dicks out.  They watch first one and then the other of us.  I am pretty sure the man across from me will be the guy to stand up and start sucking, but I can’t decide if he will go for the younger guy or the bigger dick.  And then the door opens and everything changes.

A cute young otter walks into the room.  He takes the chair next to the Black man.  The Otter is late 20’s or early 30’s.  He’s shaved his head.  His sleeveless shirt shows off a very hairy chest and a lot of ink on his arms.  He stares with open lust at the two dicks on display.  I have never seen him before.  I surmise that he’s another of the men who are trying out the public play of the theatres with the closure of the gloryholes in the arcade.  The Otter opens his pants and his fingers slip into his fly.

The Black guy takes this as his cue.  He stands up and presents his dick to the Otter.  There is no hesitation.  It is engulfed—to the root.  I know from experience that the downward curve can be tricky to suck.  I think about going over and offering up mine, too, but for the moment I just jerk. 

Other pants open—other dicks come out to stroke to this free show.

The Black guy grabs the Otter’s ears and begins to face fuck him.  It’s hot.  There is drool being forced out of the Otter’s mouth.  It coats his A-shirt, sticking it to him.  Just as fast as it began the face fucking stops.  He lets the Otter suck at his own tempo.  The top leans over the boy and reaches under the waistband of his pants.  You can tell when his finger finds the Otter’s hole; the boy groans around the cock in his mouth.  He pulls off it and stands up.  The Otter pulls down his pants and steps out of them.  He’s wearing a red designer jock.  He sits back down and goes back to sucking as the Top inserts his finger(s) up him again.

It doesn’t take long to get to the fucking.  The Black guy pulls the Otter’s legs in the air, making the Otter really slouch in the chair.  The room is riveted as they watch that thin curved cock enter the hairy ass.  Raw.  And wet.

“Fuck me,” the Otter hisses through his teeth.  “Fuck me!”

I stand up.  I am about to offer to hold the Otter’s legs to give the Top more freedom, but the Black guy starts grunting out his cumming.  It’s a prolonged orgasm.  He has to have shot a big load.  The rest of the room is totally silent as we watch the Top hold in place for a moment then pull out.  I really want to clean that cock, but he’s pulled his pants closed and is out the door.  The Otter stands shakily and starts to step into his pants.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I ask, a little louder than I mean to.

The Otter looks at me and my engorged dick.  He smiles.

“Get on this chair.”  I pull one of the chairs out from the wall.  “Kneel on the seat.”

He does, presenting his two furry globes of ass.  I can’t take my eyes off the hairy butt crack that is now leaking cum.  I kneel and bury my face in his hole.

“Shiiiiit…” he hisses.  “Eat that load out of my manpussy.”

I stick my tongue into him deeply.  There is a lot of juice up here.  Does he have another load?  Or is my acquaintance just that heavy a cummer?  I don’t care.  I lick the creamy mess out of him, swallowing for the others to see. 

And again.

I stand up.  “You want this big Daddy cock up you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Raw?”

“You can breed me, too.”

I stick my cock head against his puffy pucker.  I slide in easily with the mix of cum, ass juice and spit. I just keep sliding until my overgrown pubes grind against his hairy ass.  

“Fuck him hard,” says the guy who I thought was going to suck me.

I begin.  I fuck hard and deep with little warm up.

And he’s loving it.  “Use me.  Use my hole,” he pants.    “Use my ass.  Give my ass what it wants.”
I am almost there.  Amazing. as it’s not even been 30 minutes since I walked in.  His hole is so wet and warm it’s just pulling it out of me.

But the boy cums first.  All over the chair. 

He’s apologetic as he asks me to stop. 

And I do.  I thank him.

And have never seen him again.

*****

Later in the evening, the Black guy is back in the gay room.  Hard.  He lets me suck him.  I pretend it tastes of the boy’s ass, but I know he’s washed himself.  While he’s hard—and loving what I’m doing— I never can get him off a second time.  He spends a moment sucking me, thinking that will help, but it doesn’t.  We finally just say good night and go our separate ways.

*****

I go to the straight theatre.

I sit on the end of the couch.  The movie is decent; the room is empty.

The door opens.  A short, young Black man enters.  He looks like he should be in the library not an adult bookstore.  He folds up his thick black rimmed glasses and tucks them into a shirt pocket.  He takes out a nice sized dick and asks very politely if he can suck my cock.

“Sure.”

He gets on his knees and goes down on me—telling me it tastes really good.  Is he getting the remains of the boy’s ass juice and the cum I fucked in?  He jerks himself non-stop as he gives me very good head.

The door opens.  The older Latino enters.  He instantly takes out his dick.  The boy only has eyes for me, but I encourage him to suck the new comer.  Given permission, he enthusiastically goes from one to the other of us.

This gets me very hot again.

The Latino beats me to it.  He cums in the Boy’s mouth, taking him by surprise.

“Don’t swallow,” I tell him.  I slide off the couch and take the young man in my arms.  I kiss him.  My tongue finding the load of jizz he’s obediently held in his mouth.  I don’t know if he’s ever snowballed.  But I am sure he will in the future.  He’s grunting, his hand flying over his dick as we trade the stranger’s cum back and forth, mouths locked together.

I can tell he’s about to shoot.  I don’t want to break the kiss to take it.  But he breaks it instead.

 “Shoot on my face,” he pleads.

I stand up and shoot in three quick strokes of my dick.

Long, ropy strings of white jism covering his beautiful coffee colored skin.


And his cum goes all over his pant leg.

6 comments:

  1. Cum covered librarian type? Yes, please!

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    1. Yes, indeed!

      And have never run into him again, dammit...

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  2. So damn hot, thinking of you and the librarian sharing that Latino load in a very wet kiss. It certainly would push me over the edge. Nice!

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    1. I enjoyed him. And would love a re-match...

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  3. So fucking hot. I love porn theaters and gloryholes and anonymous loads.... mmmmmm, post made me hard!

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    1. I love them too, rather obviously, I guess. But I am glad they are not my only outlet for sex.

      Thanks for taking the time to comment!

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