Testing His Limits

Near Home—August, 2019

Work went back to its usual hectic summer pace.  I could never again arrange my schedule to get away for a Sunday afternoon session as I did in the last post.  The next Friday night, my usual, brought a dismal time.  I did get a little head and gave some in return, but every time I started something, a young, gorgeous Black man would find us, strip down and jerk himself.  He showed off his glorious ass, his large-ish cock—and would not let anyone touch him.   But everyone stopped whatever they were doing and tried.    He ate up the attention and he was delighted that my cock sucker would rather just stroke himself, looking at him than suck my cock.   He shot two large loads to feed the linoleum…

The last Friday of the month was worse.  I got one great load down my throat from a guy in the shadows who I really have no idea what he looked like.  But then it got bad.  A man asked me to fuck him.  I was terrifically boned after the load in my stomach.  The fuck went bad very fast.  Either there was no clean out or his attempt went to hell very easily.  After I cleaned up, a second man asked for a fuck.  His hole was worse.  I could smell it the moment my cock went in him.  Once again I wrapped up my cock and trooped off to the bathroom.  The final straw was a blowjob from a guy kneeling behind the door.  It started well, but then began feeling odd.  I pulled out, pulled him to his feet and thanked him—and noticed that one of his front teeth was missing.  And the remaining tooth had begun scraping me.  He never broke the skin—but it gave me a blood blister under the skin of my dick for the next 24 hours.

But the Friday between those two is really worth reporting.  I haven’t written about this young man extensively, since we do the same thing every time we meet.  He’s young (late 20’s), and a very light skinned Latino, who is naturally fit—tall and thin.  We have played almost a dozen times.  He will find me and pull me into one of the preview booths (where we are not supposed to be) so he can lock the door.  He loves daddies.  He loves daddy dick.  He really loves big daddy dick.  He gives excellent head.  He loves his ass to be eaten.  But he won’t get fucked without a condom.  I have stopped bringing Magnums to the bookstore.  He never has one, either.  One time I tried to squeeze into a regular rubber and he saw that it was impossible.  Usually when we meet up, after locking the door, he gets naked and gives me head for a very long time.  Then I eat his ass as he strokes one off—or saves himself for later.  Fun but rather maddening.  But on this day…

I am in the gay cinema, jerking.  So are two other men.  They don’t want help—they just want to have witnesses to their masturbation.  The movie is good, so I’m fine.

The door opens.  It is the Latino boy.  He sees me and his eyes light up.  He grabs my hand and tries to pull me up to go to the booths.  I resist.  Instead, I pull him down onto the seat next to me.  He looks around the room at the other two men—then back to me.  I nod.  I expect him to get up and go.  Instead he sinks to his knees and moves between my legs.  His hand grabs my hand, holding on tightly—and his mouth finds my cock.

“Good boy,” I whisper.  “Let them watch—it’s okay.”

He goes from tentative to his usual prowess with my large cock.

“Don’t forget my balls, boy.”

He swiftly goes down to nuzzle and lick them.  He knows not to try to get both of them into his mouth at once.  One of the strokers stands up to get a better view.  I’ve seen the stroker often—he’s mid 30’s, shaved head and pretty hot young daddy type body.  He never lets anyone touch him.  I gesture for him to come closer so he can really see.  He hesitates, but does.

His hand is moving faster.

“Let the boy lick your balls like he’s doing mine.”

The kid comes off my balls and looks at me.  Did I mean that?  I nod.  He moves slightly so he can service the man.  And the guy lets him lick.  I am amazed—but pleased.  It lasts for only seconds.  The guy strokes off a big load—and aims it right into the boy’s mouth.  He takes it—hungrily.

“Don’t swallow all of it.”

With the Young Dad still watching, I kiss the boy.  We snowball the load back and forth.  I let him swallow it eventually. 

Back he goes to my dick.  His fingers intertwine with mine.  He holds on for dear life.  And gives me expert head for one so young.

The door opens.  A man just slightly younger than I, with a shaved head, comes in, stops and gets out his dick with the sight of the young man between my legs.  His dick is sizable and has a medium gauge PA in it.  He strokes.  Soon the new cock is in my mouth as the boy continues on me.

I pull of, making a show of licking the piss slit and the shiny metal.  “Taste him” I tell the kid.  He hesitates, but again does what I ask.  He sucks the man—and I lean down and lick the new man’s balls.  After a moment, the kid goes back to mine and I get the PA-ed cock back in my mouth.

“Fuck, I’m gonna shoot.”

The dick erupts and I have no choice but to swallow the load—it’s huge.  It just keeps pouring out of him.

I concentrate on the boy again as the guy pulls up his pants and goes out the door.  One hand is still intertwined with his—my other hand is reaching down and idly playing around his hole.  Each time my middle finger dips into him, he groans around my cock.

“You want to get fucked?”

He nods.  I pull out a Magnum I have put in my pocket just on the off chance.  He stands and pulls at me—wanting to take me to the booth.

“Right here,” I tell him.

He looks doubtful, but starts to strip.

I grab a chair to give him something to lean on.  He presents his ass to me.  I kneel on the cool tile and begin to eat his ass.  This is huge that he is doing all this in public with me.  It more than makes up for the fact that I’m going to cover my cock for him. 

I roll the condom down on me as my tongue jabs into his pucker.  I lube myself—more than usual for the drag of the latex—and stand up to fuck.  I get into him, but damn he’s tight.  He’s whimpering, but taking it without complaint.  His cock has gone from rampant to wilted as I begin to actually move.

I keep at it—but I hate the feel of it.  And so does he. 

“I can’t take it,” he whispers.   Reluctantly, he pulls off  me.  He gets into his clothes and scoots out of the room.

*****

The PA guy is, surprisingly, still around.  “I wanted to try sucking your dick,” he tells me as he comes back into the room.  He does.  And is pretty good.  He certainly likes it, for he cums a second time—getting it up to mouth just in time.  Damned if it’s not just as big a load.

*****

The boy, sheepishly, finds me later, still in the gay cinema.  He kneels beside me, his head on my thigh.  I realize I am close to shooting.  “Do you want me to feed you?”

Instantly, without a word, he swivels around, his mouth opens like a hungry fledgling.  I stand up and fire off a big load.  The first shot hits his nose…then my aim is great.  Right onto his tongue.  He waits for it all before he swallows me down. 

I pull him to his feet.  I lick my cum off the bridge of his nose and kiss him.  When I finally can get my tongue back into my own mouth, I whisper “Thank you.”

He beams.