Tuesday, September 28, 2021

"I Want You to Fuck Me"

 Eastern Illinois—July, 2021

“I want you to fuck me.”

The text got my attention.  This was a new direction for Dan, one of the trio of cocksuckers from the Illinois bookstore.  (It was just detailed here.)  We had exchanged phone numbers that day and now, on the following day, we talked about how much fun we’d had, exchanged pictures—and then he stated that he had been thinking about nothing but my dick in his ass.

I learned he was new to gay sex, having been with women for most of his life.  There had always been a few men, orally, on the side.  I told him my dick was not for beginners.  Then he admitted, now that he was single, to toys.  And maybe one guy “Just for a moment.” 

I talked about clean out.  And how my cock goes around the bend—through the second hole—of almost every man, so it would not be just a quick rinse.  He promised he knew how to prepare—and would be ready.  We set a day and time—and would meet at the same bookstore, with the handy bathroom back with the theatres…

 

I arrive a little early.  The store is not even open yet.  But there is Dan, the white guy of the two men who mouthed me to perfection here two weeks ago, sitting in his car.  He waves me over.  I go and sit with him.  He’s nervous—but seemingly in a good way.

Cars begin to arrive.  One other patron parks before the female clerk arrives.  We wait a moment for her to get the lights on, the movies running, etc…and then go buy tickets.  We don’t have the place entirely to ourselves—the one other patron is there watching straight porn.

We take over the gay cinema.  I sit on the couch where I got off to the combo of mouths.  Dan strips to nothing but tennis shoes, folding his clothes and tucking them under a chair.  I open my fly.  Soon enough he is kneeling between my splayed legs.  He sucks me to hardness in no time.  Just as I am about to prompt him to lick my balls, he remembers to include them.   

I pull a chair around and tell him to kneel on it.  I sink to my knees.  The old linoleum is cool.  My tongue touches his asshole for the first time.  He shivers and groans.  I begin to drill into him.

The guy from the next room comes to observe.  I hear him come in.  I turn and look at him leaning against the low wall.  “Don’t mind me…” he sighs and pretends to watch the movie and not us.  I go back to licking and spitting and making Dan beg for cock.

“Fuck, I want you in me,” he whispers.

I stand up.  I lube my dick yet again and poke the head into his hole.  He is tight.  But I fit.  I inch into him.  I add more lube.  Another inch.  I drool spit from above—and it actually lands on my dick.  Another inch or so.  I lean down over his back and whisper obscene things in his ear.  It distracts him and I slip the rest of the way in.  He recognizes what just happened and clamps down on me.  I hold a long time.  He loosens…and I begin to fuck.

“Oh, fuck…” he mumbles, “that is so much better than plastic…”

I keep to a slow, long stroke. 

The door buzzes.  The man behind us leaves—and a new one comes in.  He is short and thin, easily our age and, following Dan’s example, strips off.  He sits in a side chair and jerks—watching the live porn, not the movie.

I finally pull out.  Dan’s as clean as he promised.  I kneel and eat his hole again.  This is a surprise for him.  But he loves how much I am into it—and how vocal I become.

I stand up and fuck him again.  Faster and deeper.  The guy to the side strokes in time with my thrusts.  I gesture for him to feed Dan his dick.  He does.  Dan is now being spit roasted.  His hand comes off his dick—which he has been working since I began. 

Now the man kneels to the side of me.  Does he really want to taste my cock out of Dan’s hole?  He does.  And groans loudly as I let him lick it.  Then I move him in to lick Dan’s freshly fucked hole.  They both groan at how that feels.  I take my dick to Dan’s mouth.  We didn’t talk about ATM.  He wavers for maybe a nano-second before he takes me deep into his mouth.  And he’s hooked.  Now he asks to clean my dick repeatedly as we play.

I pause to strip off my pants and to flip Dan onto his back on the seat of the chair.  It’s awful—too low for me and he doesn’t fit.  We use the couch instead.  We like watching each other’s faces.  But my knees tire fast with my weight on them in this semi-awkward position.  We go back to all fours on the chairs.

The extra man, who had gone back to jerking when we were on the couch, now kneels behind me as I fuck.  He licks at my ass crack on each backstroke.  This is a bonus I certainly had not expected.  He loves what he’s doing and does it well.  Enough for me to lean over Dan’s back at one point and let him lick the entire hairy valley between my cheeks.

We break.  Dan wants to check things.  The extra guy gets dressed, thanks me and goes home.  I sip water and watch the film.  Dan comes back.  He tries sitting on my dick.  He is bouncing on me as Glen, the other sucker from our first meet, arrives.  Dan gets off me.  Glen looks at us—nonplussed.  He touches my dick—and mutters, “Too much lube,” and wanders away to the other room.

Dan sits back down on my dick—and blisses out…

*

We have been going for over an hour.  Dan decides his hole has had enough for one day.  I really want to get off but respect his decision.

He sucks me for a bit.  I am back where I began on the sofa.  He mutters something about sucking the cock that gave his ass so much pleasure.  Then it’s my balls.  Then my taint.  He comes up for air.

“Did that guy eat your ass?”

“Yes…”

And Dan dives in.  He tongues me as if we have just started playing.

“Get up and lean over,” he instructs.

I do as I’m told.  I grab the arms of the chair, bent over, ass vulnerable.  Dan plants his face deep in me.  His right hand finds my slick cock and begins stroking the length of it as he tongues me.

I don’t have a chance.

I spurt all my pent up cum over the chair seat…over and over.

10 comments:

  1. Wow. Didn't see THAT cumming! Kizzes.

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    1. Yeah, that was a total shock! I would have loved to have seen that! My dick is wet after this one. I'm going to be imagining you bent over getting your hairy hole ate all day! Damn !

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    2. That beard would feel great as you rimmed....

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  2. Hopefully we'll be hearing more from Dan in the near future. He's a keeper. For myself, anyone that whispers obscene things in my ear can get whatever he wants out of me!

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    1. Dan and I are 325 miles apart--so it will be a chore...but we both want more. I am sure we will figure it out.

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    1. My pleasure.

      I didn't really say it in the post, but it surprised me how well he took my dick for not doing much 'back there' before.

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  4. Keep thinking of your spurting all over the seat. I got a good laugh when he said,"Better than plastic." lol

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    1. As a top, I thank the powers that be that that is the truth. Or we'd be out of luck!!

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