"You Can Lick His Crack"

Near Home—September, 2018

(This post has more about a couple who made their first appearance in ‘Sunday Afternoon at the Bookstore, Part One:  Invitation to Suck.’  If you haven’t read it, it’s here.)

I went back to the closest bookstore on a Monday afternoon, a non-traditional time for me.  I found some afternoon regulars…

“Let me sit on that.”

I am in the straight side on the couch.  The Elfin Man who used to sit on my cock raw, has just rolled a Magnum down on me and is positioning his slim butt ready to impale himself.  He rides me with abandon.  His mouth was great.  But I am feeling very little through the latex.  He continues until his legs have had enough.  He tells me he will be back, but I never see him again.

I pull myself together and go to the gay side.  There is one man I have seen before, but we’ve never played.  I stroke for a bit.

The door opens.  A Black man comes in.  He’s dressed differently, but it’s the double cummer who I met the first time direct from his shift at the plant.  He grins when he sees me, unzips and sticks his soft dick in my mouth.  It’s not soft for long.  The moment it’s fully hard, he grabs my head and fucks my face.  He shoots.  Thick and ropy.

“Don’t worry,” he says as I clean his dick, “I have another load for you.”

But he goes off for the moment.

My viewing partner has gotten his dick out while I was sucking.  We jerk, watching the movie.  It’s from a company I’ve never heard of, but the sex is hot and raw.

The door opens.  A lean older man comes in.  I am sure I have seen him.  He knows me.  I place him the moment he whispers in my ear.  “Ooh, you’re here.  I will go get him for you.”  And he leaves.  It is the man who sets up men (and gives them instructions of what to do) for a fairly hot 20-something.

I ask my fellow stroker if he knows anything about them.

“I think they are a couple; at least they are always together when I see them.  The older guy never has sex here.  He just watches, but they drive off together when he thinks the young one has had enough.  Maybe they re-live it as the boy sucks off the older guy.”

I shrug and my reply is cut off by the door opening.  The young man comes in and the older guy points him to me.  The kid drops his pants and kneels between my legs.  He looks up at me and for the first time in either of our meetings, smiles at me.  He goes to town on my dick.  He is one of those that has to have a hand wrapped around me at all times—what—afraid I’ll shove his head down on my dick?  The older man directs him to my balls.  The 20-something kid likes them and leaves them very wet.

“Now suck this gentleman,” the older man points to my fellow stroker. 

The kid crawls over to him.  This leaves his bare ass pointing right at me.

“You can lick his crack,” his minder whispers in my ear.  “I know you wanted to last time.”

I get on the floor.  His ass is inviting and shower fresh today.  I dive in.  I even manage to get a grunt of approval from the kid as he sucks the other man. 

The door opens.  It must be a great tableau for him:  a guy sitting in a chair getting his cock sucked by a young guy on all fours on the floor—and with my face buried in that young man’s ass.

The new arrival is a bear who I’ve never seen.  He just pushes into the scene without asking.  He unzips, and literally pulls the kid’s head off the guy in the chair and onto his stubby, hairy cock.

The boy goes with it, but the old man is fuming.  He hasn’t told this guy to join.  In moments, the older guy can’t take it anymore and tells the kid to get dressed.  They leave and I don’t see them again.

The other two guys zip up and go, too.

I stroke.

The Double Cummer walks in.  True to his word, he gives me a second load.  Not nearly as thick this time, but every bit as tasty.

*****

During this time there, I also had three men, who in preparing to go down on me, grabbed my balls and yanked.  Pulled HARD.  Hard enough for me to knock their hand away from me and tell them to stop.  Each acted as if they had no idea what they had just done. 

I know my cock and balls are weighty.  They have a lot of heft—but it’s no reason for a man to treat my package like it is a sausage they have just purchased from the delicatessen.