Near Home—September, 2018
I
was so turned on by the Saturday night group that I was looking the next
day. It was a Sunday and nothing was
happening for me online, so I took off for the bookstore by noon. It was a different time of day for me there,
so I was intrigued at what/who I would find…
The straight movie theatre is pretty sparse. Maybe three men, all very focused on the
screen. I don’t even sit down. I go to the gay side. I go in and take the only seat left. There are more men in here than cars in the
parking lot. And three of them are
jerking to the Lucas Entertainment raw porn.
I sit and take my hardening cock out of my jeans.
Within moments I get an inquiring look from the man
next to me. He’s older than I am and has
little hair. But I know him—he has
excellent oral skills. He is the perfect
way to get things going. I nod and
spread my legs…the universal invitation here.
He slides off his chair and gets between my legs. He doesn’t disappoint. He starts on my balls and slowly works his
way up to my now dripping cock head.
I look around the room at the men now watching us as
well as the movie. There are eight of us
in here. I recognize a Latino I see at
the bookstore all the time. But everyone
else is new to me. I am intrigued the most
by two who seem to be a couple. One is
my age or older with very gray hair. He’s
tall and thin. The man he is with is
somewhere between 25 and 30, a foot shorter and nicely worked out. The older man is constantly whispering to him,
occasionally pointing at us.
My cocksucker stands up. (Damn our aging knees!!) He presents the cock he’s been stroking while
working on me. I suck him, sitting in the
comfort of my chair. He lets me work his
cock. He ends up fucking my face, but
his orgasm never happens. He thanks me
and takes off.
The tall old man gets up. He points to the young man and whispers in my
ear: “He’ll suck you. Call him over.” The man hovers behind me. I do the spread-my-legs thing again. The boy sits there. I look at the older man. He gestures impatiently at the recalcitrant
youth. Slowly he gets up and kneels
between my legs. The older man hovers—watching
every move the youth makes on my cock.
He goes for a full deep throat first thing. He chokes, two thirds of the way down. The old man sighs. The boy settles for tongue work on my
head. He’s nowhere near as adept as the
guy who started on me, but he’s fun to watch working on my thick shaft.
“Make him lick your balls,” hisses the older man into
my ear.
I guide the boy down to my wet orbs. He does a good job here—he never tries to get
both in his small mouth at once.
“Make him take more of your shaft.”
I move his head back up me. He knows what’s expected. He gets most of me down his throat this time.
“He’ll take your cum. Give it to him.”
I’m getting tired of the voice in my ear. I stand up and begin face fucking the kid on
his knees. They both seem surprised I am
not on-script, but appear to be pleased.
To the point of the kid opening his pants and beginning to jerk.
A slightly pudgy Latino I don’t know moves over to
the chair, vacated by my first cock sucker, for a better look. He gets out an uncut cock and jerks to us. I decide to wrest control from the constant
whisper in my ear. I push the boys head
over on to the Latino. He pushes back
for a fraction of a second than takes the new dick in his mouth. The sucker’s hot young ass is now on
display. I really want to rim him as he
sucks. I get close enough to try it and stand
right back up. He is not ready for that
today.
To the other side of me, a man my age has been
jerking. He has a slightly above average
dick with a horseshoe PA in it. I bring
the boy’s head back to me. The Latino
scampers away. Did he cum? I don’t think so. I let the young man get used to my dick again
and then I push him towards the PA. He
resists by standing up. I sit and get
his cock in my mouth before he can move away from me.
“Let him suck you.”
Louder this time, for the boy to hear.
He stays put. I don’t spend long
on his surprisingly thick dick as I am guessing he is all about giving
head. I pull off him, put my hands on
his shoulders and guide him back to my dick.
“Finish him off.”
Try as I might, there is no way I can cum from this
boy’s oral work. The old man sighs at
the time it’s taking me to deliver. He
finally comes over, taps the kid on the shoulder and hustles him out the door,
barely giving him time to do up his pants.
The moment the door slams I turn to the guy with the
PA. “Sorry about that.”
“No problem,” he says—and he does that splayed leg invitation.
I am down on him in a flash. I love the feel of the steel on my
tongue. I work his slit, his head and
his shaft. He grunts each time I
concentrate on a new area. I move from
his hairy balls back to his pierced cock head just in time. He spews a lot of cum into my mouth. It doesn’t shoot…it just pours out of the two
holes in his cock…
Next
time: My Sunday afternoon turns to ass
fucking all the men fed up with no glory holes in the arcade.
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