Keshawn's Birthday Orgy

Louisville—May, 2021

Keshawn, he of that glorious ass and massive dick, let me know that he was holding a birthday party for himself in Louisville.  He was inviting some of his favorite (and vaccinated) men for an all out hotel orgy to celebrate the day.  Could I come?

I barely had to think.  Of course I would go.  I was more than ready for something like this.  I booked a room at another hotel across the river for my overnight.  On the day, I got to town early.  I napped at my deserted motel and just before the appointed time drove across the river and found his much bigger—and more highly occupied—hotel.  I waited forever for an elevator as they were being very strict about how many people were in each car.  I eventually made it up—and knocked…

 

Keshawn lets me in.  There are easily a dozen men, all clothed and masked, in the room.  They are watching the enormous television and having a drink, sipping carefully around the face coverings.  I feel like they are all waiting for me. 

It is a lovely diverse lot of men:  in body type, in age, in color, in kink level.  

We chat.  I open my bottle of water.  I am actually feeling a little ill at ease as they all seem to know each other.  One more man arrives—and it’s the cue to strip.  The great equalizer.  Off come the clothes and the masks.  I have a man kneeling in front of me before I can get my leather cuff on.  I have opted for a brand new jock, boots and my wrist cuff.  The man sucking me moves on.  I kneel and give warm up head to hot Latino daddy.

Men are everywhere on the two beds and on the surrounding floor.  Everyone seems to have a strong oral side.  There is a lot of back and forth.  I look at two young men, both on their knees, sharing the dick of a man who is likely older than their combined ages.  It’s a great vibe.

I watch Keshawn, lying on the bed, as his cock is sucked by a heavier, older white guy.  I go towards them.  The older guy moves around, squatting over that big dick and lowers himself slowly onto it.  I love seeing the ebony shaft disappearing into his pale, white ass.  I go over, kneel and begin to lick Keshawn’s balls.   Soon I am tonguing the shaft as it comes out of this guy’s ass.

Keshawn pulls him down, so they are chest to chest.  I lick the full length of that hot cock, while only the thick head is still buried in the man.  The head plops out eventually, so I suck his cock—and then work it back into the man, using my spit for lube.

Keshawn announces he wants my dick.  We move around the bed so he can continue to fuck the big guy—and I can fuck Keshawn.  This works well.  I have had him in this position any number of times.  I stand still and let him impale himself on me and then he fucks into the guy still on the bed.

Eventually, we vary it by letting the guy suck the ass juice off of Keshawn—and I take a turn up the white guy.  This man’s hole is hot, wet and squeezes anything invading him.  A good fuck.  And one we both return to countless times over the night.

*

I have moved around the bed.  I have two younger men on my dick.  Well, one is on my dick and the other my balls.  The guy sucking me is Latino and very handsome.  The ballsucker is average, thin, white, blond and cute.   And he has bottomed for the man sucking me.  I can’t wait to taste his ass.  As they both come up for air, I go to my knees and begin rimming the blond, turning his hips so he takes the Latino in his mouth.  I love how fluid we all are…for soon the Latino joins me on the floor and we take turns tongue fucking this boy.  Then we take turns fucking him with our dripping dicks.  I drop back to my knees as he fucks him first.  I make it clear, that I want him to pull out of the Blond and fuck my mouth.  He gets it.  He does it.  And pushes right back into the ass, with a satisfied groan.  When it’s my turn to fuck, the Latino goes to his knees, expecting the same treatment.  I love pulling out, letting him clean me off and pushing back between the Blond’s swollen ass lips.  We change off, each of us fucking the blond once more—before Keshawn approaches and splits the Blond’s ass all but in two.  The Latino and I stay on our knees and take turns cleaning Keshawn’s gorgeous cock.

*

I have a very intimate moment with a much older Latino.  He has been fucking all the available hole.  His dick isn’t big, but has a delicious looking thick foreskin.  He stands, leaning against the wall as I clean his cock of precum and ass jizz.  He both zone out and forget the rest of the room for about 10 minutes…

*

I am sprawled on the bed.  I have asked a freshly fucked man to ride my tongue.  He is planted on my face.  Someone has gone from sucking my cock to riding it.  The man on my tongue is squirming and moaning…and leaking a load onto my tongue.  I tongue fuck as hard as I can, enjoying all the juices he drips into my mouth.  Finally, his legs give out and he moves off me.  I see it is Keshawn riding my dick.  He leans down to my face and whispers—“I want you to meet my friend.”  I nod and he gets me.

We don’t have far to go—just to the other bed.  I had seen him from the first moment I walked in.  He is the handsomest man in the room, where there are a number of contenders.  He is around the same age as Keshawn, He is muscled—with a harness showing off the definition.  His dark skin literally glows.  He is well hung and has been topping every man who wants his large cock.  I am introduced with “This is the guy from Michigan I told you about.”  The handsome one smiles—and hefts my cock, letting out an appreciative breath.  He kneels, as does Keshawn.  They share my cock back and forth.  Soon, Keshawn stands up—and now the handsome one has me and Keshawn’s monster slapping at his face.  I pull out and go to the floor and take the handsome one to the root as Keshawn fucks his mouth.

Soon, we trade off on fucking Keshawn.  At some point in our rotation of going from his ass to his mouth, Keshawn tells his friend:  “You should let him fuck you.”  There is momentary pause, then Handsome one pulls out of Keshawn’s ass and bends over the foot of the bed.  “Go easy,” he mumbles.  I kneel and get my first taste of his ass.  Keshawn spreads the Handsome One’s cheeks so I can tongue him deeper.  I spit and tongue and poke—making the man beg for my dick. 

“Fuck me, stud…” he mumbles into the bedspread.

I stand up and enter him.  I get three inches into him.  Keshawn kneels and pulls my cock out of his ass, licks it and spits a bigger gob of spit back on it.  I now sink halfway in.  The Handsome One groans.  I reach under him, touch his cock and get a handful of pre-cum.  Again I pull out and let Keshawn taste his friend.  I rub the pre-cum in with the spit…and glide into the willing ass.  Keshawn now squirms under me and is there to lick my balls as I fuck his friend.

It’s not a long fuck—but an incredibly satisfying one.  Soon enough he asks me to stop so he can fuck Keshawn.  This time I eat his freshly fucked hole on the each backstroke.  He loves this. He fucks him harder and harder—and slams back each time onto my pointed tongue.

“I want to taste your hole”—he announces to the room. I am tossed on my back on the bed.  Keshawn holds my legs—and sits on my face.  I feel the wet tongue of the Handsome One explore my hairy crack.  When he has had his fill, he tells Keshawn to get off my face—he has to kiss me.  It is an incredibly hot kiss—the taste of all our asses on each other’s tongues—for Keshawn is right there—all three mouths sharing and exploring…

*

When I come back to earth, I notice a couple more men have arrived.  I am thinking we are around 16 now.  Soon enough, I have had some sort of sexual contact with almost everyone in the room.  Men are beginning to shoot—down throats or in asses.

The Handsome One breeds a regular fuck bud of his.  I am there to felch and share with the bottom.

I know I want to breed the Birthday boy.  How else could I possible thank him for including me?

As the men begin departing, I tug Keshawn by the cock to the far bed.  I put him on his back.  I want to watch his face as I give him my loads.  I eat his ass briefly—having been there so much of the night.  I rear up—enter him and fuck.  Hard.

“Fill me up,” Keshawn moans, stroking that monster cock.  That’s all it takes after the hours of play.  My balls give up—and I shoot my pent up load.  In two strokes—he joins me, shooting a massive load all over his chest.  I lick some up… and bring it to his mouth.

We kiss… “Fuckin’, happy birthday,” I say as I drool his load into his mouth…

I know you have all seen his ass before--but when I found out he knew about the blog, I asked for a pic of of dick.  Please thank him for sharing in the comments....

The Watcher

 Near Home—May, 2021

After all the ass play in my playroom I was ready for some oral action at the bookstore.  I went on a Friday night…

 

The straight cinema is crowded.  But no one is doing anything.  Have those electronic message boards lit up-letting the guys know that someone is bringing a woman tonight?  I don’t wait around to find out.  I go next door.

There are two men here.  I sit along the back wall.  The other two porn watchers are sitting across from each other—each on a side wall.  The one on my left is a man with a shaved head who is my age and a familiar face here.  The one to my right is a guy likely in his 30’s, a good looking dark blond—and new to me.

I am the first to haul out my dick.  Shaved Head instantly starts kneading his crotch—watching me, now, not the porn.  The young guy certainly gets an eyeful of my dick, but when I glance at him a second time, he is turned towards the big television showing some fun bareback porn.

I notice SH now has his dick out.  It’s a waiting game to see which of us will make the first move.

He does.  He leans towards me.  “Can I suck it?” he whispers.

I nod.

He comes over, his cock swaying.  This has made the kid watch us, not the porn.  SH kneels between my splayed legs.  He bends, kneels, inhales deeply and sighs all before his tongue touches my cock.  I let go and he takes the head of my dick into his mouth.  He inches down on me, taking maybe three quarters of my shaft.  He gurgles with pleasure as he comes up.  And does it again.  This time he deliberately chokes himself on my cock.  I love the way his throat tightens on me as it spasms.  He pulls off me.  Shakes his head in pleasure—and takes just the tip into his mouth.

This has been too much for the kid.  He has forgotten the movie.  I grin as he takes out a bigger than average dick to jerk as he watches the two of us play.  He seems quite content to stroke. 

I tell my sucker to go for my balls.  He does.  And seems to truly love their scent.  He nuzzles and huffs and licks and spits on them—driving me crazy.  He pushes my legs up slightly to get more.  He licks all around my cockring and wants still more.  “Take your pants down.

I stand, unbutton the waist band and let them drop.  I sit back down on the cool seat—still clad in a mildly dirty jock.  My taint is now treated to the same treatment as my balls.  For a second I think he is going to rim me, but he stops just short—leaving all that hair down there dripping wet. 

He comes back up to my cock and slides down the shaft.  He chokes again.   Deliberately.  This time there is deep throat spittle.  I catch some in my hand and, watching the kid jerk, wrap the wet strands around my dick.  SH loves this and swallows me down again.

Over and over.  Choking on the last one.

This makes me stand up and fuck his face.  It’s too much for him.  He chokes—and spurts his load on the floor between my boots.  He gets up, apologizing that he got off so easily—and that he is a ‘one and done’ kinda guy.  He leaves.

Silence.

Then:  “That was so hot.”  The kid stays plastered against the wall where he’s been watching.  Then he takes a step towards me.  “I think I’m gonna shoot.  Would you like my load?”

I nod.  He comes towards me.  The moment his cock touches my mouth he shoots.  It’s big and creamy and truly sweet.  I hold onto his big balls so he can’t go anywhere until I have licked him clean.

*

I check out the straight side.  Someone’s girlfriend is indeed giving blow jobs to the men.  They are all vying to be picked next.  She seems to have staying power.  Or her boyfriend won’t let her stop.  I go back to the gay side.

A new man has entered.  He’s a regular.  We have exchanged blowjobs for years.  His average sized dick is drooling as he beats it.  Without a word I kneel to suck him.  He squeezes my shoulder by way of a greeting.  I get a mouthful of precum quickly.

The door opens.  Someone stands to the side of us, but I am too busy to bother who it is.  When I finally come up for air, I see the Watcher is back.  And stroking.  His dick just as hard—as if he hadn’t shot 10 or 12 minutes ago.

I go for the balls on the man I’m sucking.  He groans—just as I did.  I leave them just as wet, too.

“I need to get off and go,” he tells me.

I go back to his cock.  I take him to the root three or four times.  On the next slide down—he blows his load.  It’s not a lot—but it must feel good as he keeps thrusting it into my mouth.

Eventually he pulls out.  I catch a final drop on my tongue and swallow it down.  “I never need to wipe it clean with you,” he whispers. He thanks me and leaves.

I turn to the Watcher.  “You really like cum,” he says.

I give him a shrug, still on my knees.

He walks over.  “I can give you another load.”

I have to work a little for this one.  But barely.  I do get to lick his big, very hairy balls this time.  And it’s the cue for him to shoot.  I swallow him down.  Can it really be as big a load as the first one?  It feels it.

This time he thanks me.  And takes off.

I go back to the straight side, still rock hard after back to back loads.  Now I become a watcher myself.  The woman, not particularly pretty, is now getting fucked by her boyfriend.  One man, a guy who I have sucked—but know he prefers women—is watching and jerking.  The boyfriend waves him over and she now has dick in both ends.  I take out my dick and jerk.  The guy in her mouth cums fast—having watched all the other men feed her.  He grunts out his orgasm, shoves his wet cock into his shorts and leaves.

The couple un-couples.  He pulls her partially clad body to him.  They kiss and I can see that last load being exchanged.  It’s dripping out of his mouth as they slobber over each other.

It’s hot enough to make me shoot.

"Just Use Me..."

 My Playroom—May, 2021

“I need you to open up my hole.”

Maybe it wasn’t Stuart’s first sentence.  He might have said “Hi” before that.

I am not sure which hook up site we were on, but likely AssPig.  He had taken a hand before, but not for a very long time.  The guy was in his 30’s and big, but not sloppy.  A true bear.  Hair everywhere.  The picture he opened showed a hairy ass I knew I would love to get lost in.

We arranged a date.  Which he cancelled.  But correctly.  We set another time and he drove a very long way to end up on my fuck bench…

 

I come into the playroom.  I am so used to finding men kneeling there, ready to suck.  But Stuart knows what he wants.  He is on the fuck bench.  I kneel behind the hairiest ass I’ve had in ages.  My tongue hits his pucker.  He is tight.  I begin to tongue drill him.  He flowers open easily.  I use a finger to work the saliva in deeper.  And some coconut oil.

“Fuck me.” 

I go back to rimming and finger fucking his ass.  Stuart begins to pant.  I stand up.  His head snaps up off the bench to look at me in the full length mirror in front of him. 

“I want that dick in me,” he grunts out.

“You still want it raw?”

“Fuck, yes….”

I slather more coconut oil on my throbbing cock.  It probes his hole.  I slide in.  Carefully.  Letting him get used to my thickness.  I bottom out.  Hold.  And begin a slow fuck.

“Just use me,” he grunts out, opening his poppers.  “Open my hole.”

I wait until I hear the cap go back on before I begin a much more powerful fuck.  I slam into him repeatedly.  I pull out and bring my dripping dick to his mouth.  He doesn’t hesitate.  He swallows me down. 

“Taste your ass, man.”

He grunts his approval—with my dick deeply lodged in his throat.

I fuck him some more.

I pull out the trusty egg-headed dildo.  He takes the toy easily after my fucking.  But it is harder to add me along with it.  I get in, but it’s not a comfortable stretch.  I go back to just my dick alone.

“Let’s switch to the sling.”  I get him in and comfortable.  He loves watching my dick go into him from the mirror above.  I end the fuck and work the speculum into him.  I crank it open.  Slowly.  Playing with his prostate after each crank.  I get it wide enough to add my dick in with it.

“That’s so hot,” he moans.  He watches my dick fuck into him—held open by the stainless steel walls of the medical device.

I crank him closed.  I finger him a little—getting 4 into him easily with lots of coconut oil and a little Crisco.  I try the medium sized butt plug…well, medium on my shelf of toys, but it may large for some.  It goes in.  But it is definitely a stretch.  I beat on the base—making him squirm and pant and huff some more poppers.

I do some serious hand work.  We do lots of stretches, but it is not going to happen today.  I tell him so—and remind him its a process—as wipe excess Crisco off his hairy hole. 

He understands—but is disappointed.  “So just use me any way you want…”

I take him at his word, and piss all over ass.  I kneel and lick it clean—loving how the drops of piss cling to the hair around his hole.  I stand up and give him another spurt—this time getting some inside his ass.  His cock has erected with each pissing.  Now I do a third spurt on his balls and shaft.  I clean those off with my tongue as well.

I am super hard—so I fuck him.  Fast and hard.  Making the sling chains clank.  Then I stand still and push the sling away—and pull it back onto me.  It makes him feel how really deep I am in his guts.  I keep impaling until we are both breathless.

“I want to eat your ass.  But over here.”  I pull out the rimseat.  Then help him out of the sling.  I get out and get under.  He sits.  His hole is wide open above me.  My tongue probes up into him.  I get a steady drip of coconut oil.  And now coconut oil mixed with piss.  I hear him with the poppers…and his groans as his ass is reamed out with my tongue.  Once I figure his rush is gone, I tell him to ride my cock.  It’s not an easy position for him, but he does it gamely, impaling himself over and over again.

When his legs tire, he sits back on the seat.  I welcome a fresh stream of coconut oil, precum and ass jizz in my mouth.  I know I want more.  My mouth is sealed around his puffy ass lips.  I reluctantly pull it away and tell him to get up and lean into the sling.  He does.  I get up and take a major swig of water from my bottle.  It not only clears my palette, but makes me need to piss.  Stuart is leaning chest into the sling as I told him.  I fuck him for a moment in that position, but then stop, keeping my cock buried in him.  A moment…and then he is literally flooded with my piss.  He groans and then begins to whimper and go for his poppers.

“Keep a clear head,” I tell him.

He stops and just enjoys the sensation of his guts getting heavy with my piss load.  I finally exhaust my bladder and pull out.  I get under the seat.  He hands me his popper bottle.  I take a hit.  He sits.  He is clenching his ass incredibly tightly.  He huffs…and lets go.  There is no trickle.  The moment my tongue hits his pucker, he relaxes and the piss waterfall is in full force.  I swallow as fast as I can. I let go of my dick for fear of cumming.

It’s a huge flow for maybe 15 seconds.  Then a trickle…and then it’s just normal tongue fucking for a long while to get every drop.

I get him up fairly fast.  We go back to the sling.  The urge to breed is on me.  He asks for the blindfold—and looks hot, lying there, used and damp and hungry for my load.  I do some nipple work on him…but I need to shoot and know it. 

I feed him poppers.  I rim.  I push in.  I fuck.  For longer as it feels so good.  So wet inside.  And I suddenly make it wetter.  I gush out a big load into his hot ass.

I felch a little…and lean across him, dribbling it into his mouth. 

He is surprised—but pleased.

He goes home thoroughly used…

Jerking Off Deep in His Ass

 My Playroom—May, 2021

 

He was one of those guys who checked in on AssPig every few months.  Evan had an uncanny ability to write me just as I was going into a project that cut my play time.  I would explain what was up…and he’d try again, offering his ass during some other busy time.  There was also geographical distance to be juggled.  Then there was Covid.  And my move.  But by May all the stars aligned.   From our profiles, we were pretty sure we’d be a good match. 

He showed up right on time.  Evan is a little younger than I am, maybe 5’ 9” and thin and trim—with a shaved head.  The ass looked great in his jeans—I couldn’t wait to see it naked.  He went off to clean up after a long drive…and I took the lube down to the playroom…

 

He’s naked and hot and is still slightly damp from the steam as we embrace.  Evan drops to his knees and takes me into his mouth.  I am easily erect.  Evan manages to take most of me pretty effortlessly.  I don’t spend long face fucking him as I can’t wait to taste his ass.

“Get on the bench.  I need your butt on my tongue.”

He crawls up on it.  I sink to my knees and bury my face in his warm, wet hole.  My tongue darts into him and he clamps down on it.  I pull it free and do it again.  So does he.  I get harder with each spasm of his ass.

I spit and start pushing it in.  His hole swallows it up.  I rock back and look at his ass.  My finger pokes a strand of stray spittle into him.  Evan moans.

“Give me your dick,” he murmurs.  “Your raw dick…”

I stand up.  My cock head stretches his hole a little more—and I sink into place.  He welcomes me with a hard squeeze.  I hold.  Then begin the slow drag back. 

Evan does a huge intake of breath.  “Fuck!”

I begin a slow fuck rhythm. 

“Yes!”

I build to a hard fuck. 

Slow down. 

And do it again. 

Then I pull out and taste his hole.  Oh, yeah…he is a self juicer.  His ass is really wet with natural lube.  I rim him deeper now.  Then stand up and fuck.

I grab the slender egg-headed toy.  I grease it up and slide it in him…adding my cock just seconds later.  Evan loves the stretch of the DP.  I fuck him, doubled, for a long time—staring at myself in the mirror in front of us.

I pull out and let him clean my cock—which he does, hungrily.  I go back and pull the toy out and grease up my eight fingers.  I do a lateral stretch.  With very little work my left hand goes into him.  Repeatedly.  Both of us enjoying the moment his ass lips snap down on my wrist.

We move to the sling.

More fucking.

Now fisting, with alternating hands.  The hand that is not in him is stroking my drooling cock.  I stand up. With my left hand still in him, I slide my cock down my wrist.  It pushes through his engorged ass lips and is buried in my palm deep inside him.  Evan is breathless—having watched it all in the mirror above him.  He groans now as I begin moving my hand in his ass—jerking off in his guts.

I pull out and do it again.

I try it with the right hand inside him, but it is not as easy so I go back to the left.

I move on and grab the big black butt plug.  I grease it up.  I work it into his inviting hole.  He snaps his hole shut around the slender stem after the cone is deep inside.  I am kneeling and love seeing the big black base filling his hole.  I tap it.  His body responds with a slight tremor.  I pound on it with my fist.  Evan groans out his pleasure as it seems to hit all the right spots inside him.

I fuck him again.  I grab the smallest chain and grease it.  I work it into him link by link.

“That is so heavy.”

I smile, holding onto the last six links as I stand up.  My cock is added, gliding over the hard, smooth links.

“Damn…” he exhales.

I fuck for a bit then pull it out link by link.  Each link giving him a mini stretch.

I fuck him.

I move on to the speculum.  He loves the cranking—and the prostate examination my lubed fingers give him.

We break.

I pull out the rimseat.

“This is a first,” he tells me.

“You want to?”

“Yes!”

I get under it and he sits.  His ass is amazingly open—with the seat spreading him even more.  My tongue goes deep.  He squirms—wanting more.  I eat his hole for a very long time—edging my dick all the while. 

We go back to the sling.

Soon I have my fists back into him.  We try for a double—but it doesn’t quite happen.  A goal for another time.

“Jerk off in me again.”

His eyes are riveted to the mirror above him as my left hand pushes into him.  My very red, very thick cock slides down my thin forearm—and into his hole.  I curl my fingers around my cock, deep inside him.  The slightest movement inside his ass is amplified for him.  And there is the mind fuck we are both feeling.  My hand is moving.  Barely.  But it must feel momentous for Evan.

“Shoot in me.”

My hand flicks over my over sensitive head.  Once.  Twice.  And I explode.  Covering my fingers.  Covering the inside of his ass.  My fingers working my load into him…

"He Wants Your Cum..."

 Near Home—April, 2021

My next play date in April was Jake, my longtime fisting bud.  He also came to my house for another round in May.  With very similar play both times, I am going to wait to combine those meets into one entry when I get to him in the May line-up. (Not to mention, I have no time today to download all the pictures I took of those two sessions.)

So my last outing in April was back to the bookstore nearest my home.  If the time before (detailed in the last entry) felt like I could not put a step wrong—this one felt quite different.  Until an explosive end…

 

The parking lot is busy—but not totally full as I pull in.  A good sign.  I pay and enter the larger, straight video room.  A small crowd.  I can actually sit in the aisle seat in the back.  It’s the one I call the cocksucker seat as guys can stand along the back wall and with a simple turn be in your mouth.

I stroke.  Two guys are in the chairs in front of me and two guys are standing along the back wall. When I take my dick out, so do the men on the wall.  I look at the one nearest me. He’s guy around my age who I have sucked before—and I know he likes my mouth.  The other man is younger and new to me.  He is late 40’s and looks like he is fresh from his construction job. 

I make eye contact with the guy closest to me.  I nod at his cock.  He nods back and begins to turn to me.  With lightning speed the construction guy is on his knees and sucking the guy.  I watch, slightly pissed, but wait for my turn.  But in moments the guy being sucked blows his load and leaves.  I wait for the construction guy to offer to suck me—or vice versa—but he zips up and leaves.  In the dim light I can see the puddle of jizz on the floor where he shot as he took the load.

The men in front of me are unaware—or pretending to be—or one of them may actually be asleep. 

I button up and go next door.  I am all alone.  The movie is good so I stay.  Again, taking the cocksucker seat.   I am not alone for long.  A younger guy comes in.  He stands against the side wall.  He openly stares at my crotch.  I spread my legs, that not so subtle invitation for him to kneel.

He stands still and squeezes his bulge under his khakis.  His eyes only leave my drooling dick once to look in my eyes.  Instantly he looks to the floor, seemingly ashamed we had eye contact.

“Do you want to suck it?”  Even with the half-voice I use, it sounds loud in the empty theatre.

He takes his eyes off me and looks at the screen for the first time. 

There is a long moment before he whispers:  “I want to, but someone might come in.”

“No one will care.” 

I can see him wrestling with himself as he looks back at me—and then back at the screen.  He finally decides.  He takes a deep breath and comes near me.  He kneels.  He kisses the head of my dick.  Then seems unsure.  Finally:  “That jock of yours smells really strong.”

I sigh and wait for him to bolt.

But no, he unzips and pulls out his very small dick—and then opens his mouth and takes the head of my cock into his mouth.  His tongue begins lapping quite nicely. 

But then his teeth connect with the glans—hard.  I flinch.  He doesn’t notice.  Every time he comes up on my dick his teeth connect with my helmet head.   Finally, I can’t take any more.  I stand up—still in his mouth—and begin to fuck his face.  This is better, I am in control—and deep enough not to let his teeth connect with my cock head.

But it is too much for him.  He shoots all over my boots. 

“Sorry…” he whispers as he stuffs himself into his Andrew Christian underwear and scurries out.

Other guys amble in.  Three of them.  All are content to watch me stroke—and nothing more.

I go back to the straight side.  I lean against the wall. 

A rather thin, fey university student I recognize from here is in the cocksucker seat.  He nods at me—but his attention is on a man leaning against the side wall by the door.  With good reason.  He is mid-30’s, perfect hair, chiseled features.  In fact he’s the stereotype of the young dad in some Johnson & Johnson advertisement.

I pull my cock out.  It is harder now—at the thought of doing anything with this guy.  The college kid moves his hand, so the guy can see both our dicks.  He nods at us, his hand going to his crotch and cupping his literal baby maker.

I nod. 

He nods.

The kid nods.

The baby daddy walks over to us.  He is now between us on the back wall.

He touches the shoulder of the college kid.  “Suck my dick.  Next door.”

They go out, the kid barely having time to zip. 

I try to figure out if I should follow.  I don’t want to be the sore loser.  I wait a bit, sitting in the vacated seat.  The two men ahead of me are still in the same places—one watching the movie and one now definitely asleep.

I get up and go next door.  The three men I left in the gay theatre are ringing the Baby Daddy and the college kid.  They are all stroking to the scene in front of them.  The college kid is on his knees, his dick out but forgotten, as he gives BD head.  It’s a big dick, the daddy is sporting—at least 7 inches and thick.  The kid is working hard.  He soon resorts to his hand—jerking while sucking the head.  Daddy will have none of that.  Each time he does it, he pushes the kid’s hand away.

I join the circle and pull out my dick. 

The Baby Daddy smiles at me.  “I want to see you suck that big dick,” he tells the college kid.  Gamely, the kid crawls over to me and starts sucking.  The Daddy moves next to me, jerking wildly.  “Blow your load down that cocksucker’s throat,” he tells me.

Everybody in the room starts jerking faster as they watch me begin to fuck the college kid’s ovalled mouth. 

“That’s it.  Make him take your load.  Deep.  So he can’t spit it out.”

His own words are obviously turning him on.  BD’s cock has grown thicker as he talks.

The kid is tearing up.  He can’t take much more of my pummeling. 

“He wants your cum, man, give it to him…”

And I do.  My body contorts and I shoot.  Deep in the kid.  He takes every drop.

“Shit!” says Baby Daddy.  “Let me…”

I pull out.  Baby Daddy steps in and shoots an impressive load all over the kids face.  It runs down his nose, covers his lips and chin.  Two spurts on his thick brows are about to drip into his eyes—but the boy smears them away, covering the rest of his face with cum  .  I flick the tip of Baby Daddy’s spent cock head and get the last drop on my index finger.

He tastes as good as he looks.

The Bookstore: Hot, but Sweet

 Near Home—April, 2021

The next encounter I had was with Ross and his amazing rosebud.  As much as I love playing with him, our scene was almost act for act the same as the one detailed here—so I am not going to write it up again.  The only real change was his feeding me his rosebud from the sling and not on the rimseat.

Towards the end of the month, with both my Moderna vaccinations under my belt, I ventured back, for the first time, to the bookstore nearest me.  I had avoided the smaller, enclosed spaces there.  Now I felt I would investigate…

 

I arrive.  The parking lot is crowded.  I mask up and go in.  I buy my ticket and push open the creaking door of the straight side.  Three men are scattered around the room.  All masked.  One stroking.  I sit, nicely distanced, but with a good view of the guy jerking.  He is very interested in me as I haul out my own cock.  I get it hard—watching a very well hung, older man up on the screen use a barely legal, heavily tatted, young woman’s ass.  The other stroker loves this, too.  He beats his cock with abandon.

Suddenly, he moves from stroking to kneeling at my feet.  His mask comes up and he slips my dick into his mouth.  He is good, if not terrific.  But he is definitely good warm up head.  At one point I tell him to lick my balls.  He has no interest in this…so he loses a lot of points.  Finally, I thank him, button up and go next door.

The gay porn here is, for a change, great.  It is an early bareback porn from Lucas Entertainment.  A welcome change of the usual rubbered up cocks this store often chooses for our viewing.  There are three men in here, too.  Two of them are my age and one, standing against the side wall, looks ten years younger…but it’s hard to tell with the masks in place. 

I take out my cock. 

All three of the other men suddenly unzip, too.  We stroke for maybe 60 seconds.  One of the guys my age kneels in front of me and gives me really good head.  The other older man kneels in front of the guy leaning on the wall and begins to service him.  With the suckers masks removed, I recognize them as a couple who come here to play together with others.

Eventually, the two suckers change cocks.  I can finally see the dick of the man on the wall.  It is just smaller than mine—and a beautiful shade of mocha.  The two guys go for broke our two cocks, stroking themselves as they suck.  Almost as if planned, they each stroke out a load at almost the same time as they do their damnedest to deep throat us.

They thank us both and go home.

I smile and nod at the standing guy—if he can tell with my mask.  He nods back, and goes back to stroking to the movie—where an intricate 5-way is happening in some exotic locale.

The door opens.

A tall, young, skinny guy walks in.  He moves straight to my dick.  No preliminaries.  He kneels and sucks—but is all teeth.  Just as I am about to ask him to stop, he stands up and announces:  “I hate sucking, I need that big dick in my ass.” 

He drops his basketball shorts instantly.  Now in nothing but an A-shirt and athletic shoes he spits in his hand and massages it into his ass.  The lanky kid is quite well hung and in a semi hard state.  As his fingers touch his ass he stiffens up.  He leans over to drool some more on my dick.

Now he sits on it.  All the way down in one movement.  His ass is wet and wonderful.  And he knows how to use it.  The guy on the wall comes closer, stroking harder.  The skinny guy rides me with hard, deep strokes.  He squeezes my cock expertly as he impales himself.  He is sure he will get my load at any moment—but I out last his legs.  He stands up.

“Fuck—take me from behind and slap my ass as you do it.”  He bends into the chair next to me.  I stand up and slide in.  My hand whacks him.  Hard.  The sound filling the tiny room.  The stroker moves around to watch my anal assault of this 20-something. 

I slap his upturned ass again.  “Take my dick, boy.”

“Yes, Daddy,” he croons.  The stroker slaps his big cock on the boy’s back.  The kid groans again—but doesn’t reach for it. 

I fuck him harder.  The kid’s cock is now rock hard as I plow him.  “Make me cum, Daddy!”

I buck into him.  I am hitting his prostate on every stroke.  He moans—and unloads a massive load all over the dirty tiled floor.  He howls with each spasm—loud enough that I am worried the cashier will come to check up on us.

I slowly pull out, holding myself back from orgasm myself.  I am damn close.  The kid leaves with a “Let’s do that again…” and I go wash, though the kid’s butt is spotless.

I find the mixed race guy still in the gay theatre.  “That was quite a performance,” he says sitting next to me.

I grin—forgetting I have a mask on.

Suddenly the guy next to me takes his mask off.  He is incredibly handsome.  His black hair is cropped close to his head, his lips full and inviting.  His eyes are focused on my crotch.  “Let me suck you…”

I unbutton and let him go for it.  He does not touch himself as his tongue treats my cock to the best head of the night.  His mouth is as velvety as that kid’s ass.  This guy’s tongue just never stops.  He moves from sitting next to me, to moving down between my splayed legs.  He begins a tongue massage of my balls that is incredible. 

I finally have to stop him.  I do it by standing up, pulling him up to his feet, taking my mask off and sliding down to suck his cock.  It’s a beauty.  Over seven inches and thick.  I can just deep throat him—another millimeter of thickness and I’d be choking.  He stands in place for a moment than undoes his pants so I can get to his balls.  They are slightly musky, which makes my cock drool.

I go back to his dick—but he pulls me off with “I don’t want to shoot yet.”

He sits and I get off my knees and sit next to him.

He leans in and sucks me again.

Then he pulls off me.

His voice is soft and right next to my ear.  “Will…you kiss me?  It’s been so long since…”

I look at him, our noses just inches from each other.  “I’m fully…” he starts.

I shut him up with my mouth going over his. 

We both melt.

The kiss is even better than the hot sex.

Eventually I take his sweet cum.

And we kiss again.