Sunday, March 25, 2018

"Fuck Me. Use Me!"


Near Home—February, 2018

I was home between the two long trips I make each February.  I was restless on a Sunday afternoon.  It was too cold to open the playroom.  I went to my local bookstore…


I’m on the couch in the straight theatre.  An older man sits next to me.  His hand is pushed under the waistband of his stretch pants.  It only comes out when he has to take another hit of poppers.  No one else is around.  I’m not shy about undoing my pants and hauling out my stiffening meat.  The porn is particularly sleazy today.  I love to see guys work over all three holes and leave the woman a whimpering, wet mess.

“That’s a nice one.”  The man next to me is no longer looking at the screen.  “Do you want it sucked?”

I nod.  He slides off the couch and moves between my legs.  He takes a massive popper hit and goes down on me.  He’s good—and loves what he’s doing.  He stops long enough to pull his pants down so he can stroke with his free hand—the other clutches the poppers.

Another long hit and his mouth slides to the base of my cock.  He orgasms, again and again—shooting his load between my legs and under the couch.  He stays on me for a little bit after he’s shot, coming back to earth.  His popper’s hand now grips my thigh.  Eventually, he gets up carefully, turning to make sure I don’t see his cock.  He tucks it away, thanks me and leaves.

Only then do I find the popper bottle—a gift—under my leg.

*****

The crowd is picking up.  I’m on the gay side now.  The porn is actually not as hot.  Partly for it’s condomed, partly for the sound is not working.  But there are men here:  A 30-ish Black guy, showing off a pretty regulation sized cock; a  late 20-ish White guy with cubby good looks, is jerking with one hand and fondling his balls with the other;  a guy who I find annoying but who I have often sucked off in the past is standing at the door, jerking and leering at me; several more are in the chairs looking at us.

All are stroking—but no one does anything.  For what seems like forever.

I decide to change that.  I nod at the annoying guy.  He comes over and proudly shoves his fairly thick cock in my mouth.  He has no control at all.  He groans and I know he’s going to shoot in mere moments.  But not before it inspires the Black guy to stand up and feed the Cub.

Annoying Guy cums noisily.  He pulls out of my mouth, thanks me and leaves.  I get on the floor and start licking the Cub’s balls.  He lets go of his cock reluctantly.  But then grunts his pleasure around the dick in his mouth as I deep throat him.

We change up.  I sit back in my chair and the Black guy feeds me, the Cub crawls between my legs and gives me expert head.

We change again.  The Black guy on my dick, the Cub back in my mouth, but now fucking my face.
And finally, the Black guy standing, with the Cub and I kneeling before him, taking turns on his cock.
“You should let him fuck you,” he tells the Cub.

The Cub looks panicked and shakes his head.

“Come on—I want to see that.  It’s not like you don’t get fucked…” the sound of incredulity creeps into his voice.  “Show us your ass.”

Instead, the Cub makes a determined effort on the Black guy’s dick— to get him off and shut him up.
The next time it’s suggested—the Cub does up his pants and leaves, with the Black guy following.

*****

I’m alone for a moment.  Than a Latino guy enters.  I have played with him before—but only once.  He’s likely just 30.  He’s slightly stocky, but his arms are huge from manual labor with good pecs and a muscled back.  His legs are thick.  And he loves to get naked.

He asks politely if he can suck me.  And strips down before he begins.  I play with his hard nipples as he gives me wonderful head.  He looks up at me, his eyes asking if I’m pleased.  I can’t help but smile at him.  And kiss him.  He’s surprised…but we can’t stop.  Our mouths are glued to each other for a very long time.

Eventually, he goes back to my drooling dick.  He swabs it up and, reading my mind, comes up to kiss me again with my precum on his tongue.  I reach down and find his short, thick cock.  I squeeze the head until it drools.  I bring my precumed finger up to our locked together mouths.  He hungrily breaks the kiss and licks up his juices and kisses me again.

I get him to stand.  I go to my knees and suck his cock.  He bucks into my mouth.  I move on to his balls, full and hairy, leaving them soaking with my spit.  And back to his cock.

I pull of it and look up at him.  “I want to eat your ass.”

He grabs a chair, places the back towards the forgotten porn and kneels in the seat.  I pull his ankles wider apart and kneel.  I connect—tongue to hole.  He groans.  He reaches behind himself and pulls his full cheeks apart.  My tongue has even easier access to his pucker.  I prod it open easily.  He moans and says something in Spanish that I can only guess at its meaning.

“Fuck me, man,” he hisses.  “Fuck me with that big dick.”

I know I will, but I don’t want to stop tonguing his hole.  It is getting slicker and slicker.  I am truly tongue fucking him now.  He groans again.  And whimpers.

It’s my cue to stand up.  My cock slaps his ass crack.  It slides down all my spittle and prods his hole.  It flowers open and I sink in.  No slow inch by inch entry.  I am balls deep in seconds.  And it’s just how he wants it.

“Fuck me,” he pants.  “Use me.”

I begin to fuck.  After the hours of foreplay with all the others, it’s not going to be a long fuck.  I plow into him.  Almost all the way out and back in—on each stroke.

“Seed me.  I want your cum.”

For a moment I want to pull out and taste his fucked out hole—but I realize I can’t.  I’m going to explode.  I grab onto his hips.

“You want it?  You’re gonna get it.”

“Si,” he chokes out, “give me your load.”

That’s all it takes.  I fire into him again and again.

I fall forward and hug him from behind, my cock still in him.  I stay that way for quite some time.  Just holding on. 

When I finally pull out, he slips out of the chair—where there is a huge puddle of his cum that I rammed out of him.  He kneels and cleans my cock with his hungry mouth, getting every drop of jizz he can find…

4 comments:

  1. Can't help loving that Latino. A sexy passionate fuck in a book store. What more could you ask for?!

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    1. Yes. And an interesting side note. The day I wrote this up, I went to the bookstore. Guess who I played with??

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    2. Something is telling me you both were looking for a repeat. Hope we get to read about it.

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