Near Home—February, 2022
Saturday night. I had spent a good part of the day wooing a
man into my sling. He talked about the
things he’d like to experience, most of which would leave him very wet. Sometime in the late afternoon he vanished,
not just from being currently online but from the hook up site as well,
blocking me. I signed off and made up my
mind that a return to the bookstore was an easier way to get rid of the load
building in my balls…
I
am in the bookstore closest to my home, the one with the two theatres/rooms
next door to each other. I am sitting
off to the side, stroking to the straight video. It’s not fantastic porn—but it is where the
men are. Four of them, to be exact. Two
are of no interest. I recognize them and
know they don’t play. Well, at least
with other men. There is a man in the
back row who is a regular--and has often sucked my cock. My focus is on a younger man directly across
from me. He has his dick out and is
stroking. He is doing a lot of that look-at-the-screen-look-at-me
and back again. His face is mostly expressionless. If anything, he looks worried.
The
man on the screen shoots his load all over the woman’s face and open
mouth. The young man rises and looks right
at me. I can finally see him. He is Mexican, tall-ish and very, very slim
with jet black hair. He might be 30, but
is likely less than that. He nods to me and
leaves the room. I do myself up and
follow. He is waiting by the booths used
for previewing a movie before you buy it.
He steps into an unused booth. I
follow and lock the door. I turn to him.
“First
time,” he whispers. “Never with man.”
I
undo the buttons on my fly. My dick
falls out, heavy and hard.
He
does an intake of breath and then, slowly, reaches for it. He holds me for a moment and then goes to his
knees. His blow job is all hand and
teeth. I whisper for him to ease up on
the hand and open wider. He tries but it
is still not very good.
He
stands up. He has pulled a Magnum from
somewhere. “Fuck me with this? Please.
First time.”
I
roll on the condom and he drops his jeans.
It’s a cute butt. I go to my
knees to lick his hole. He turns around
and tugs me to get up. “Just fuck. First time fuck.”
I
lube up, thinking a rimming would help open him up. He turns and bends, craning his head towards
me to make sure I am keeping the condom in place. I love how hairy his ass crack is—I really
want to stick my tongue in it. But I do
what he wants. I feel his pucker with my
finger. I line up and begin to slowly
enter him. But I never stop…he takes my
whole cock in one stroke. There is no
way this is his first time. He
gasps. And begins to fuck back on me.
He
grasps his very small uncut dick and strokes himself as I fuck. In fact, between how open his ass is and the
rubber covering my dick, I feel very little.
But it is working for him. He
fires his load all over the ripped leatherette seat…
*
When
I leave him to clean himself up, I go to the gay cinema. A cubbish young man is there. He is standing by the door. I sit down in front of him. He moves around and sits in a chair where we
can see each other. I pull out my dick—still
hard after the brief fuck. The Cub
kneads the front of his pants. He has a
ball cap pulled down, the brim covering his eyes. He unzips. Fingers go into his fly.
He
massages.
I
stroke.
He
suddenly gets up and goes behind me, I think to leave. I turn.
Nope. He’s on his knees in the
corner behind the door. I get up and
move into the darkness there. I feed him
my dick. He’s good. Velvety mouth. And very wet.
I choke him a couple times with some face fucking and we both like the
sound of him gagging.
Finally
his knees give out. I help him up—and kneel
in front of him. It’s a tiny dick. I
take him in my mouth.
“You
shouldn’t do that, I’m so close…”
And
he fills my mouth with rather bitter cum.
*
I
get another guy off, sitting in the cock sucker seat on the straight side. Nothing special—but more fun than just stroking.
I
take a swig from my water bottle, rinsing his cum out of my mouth. A chunky younger man arrives. He’s
likely 30-35, African American. Medium
height. And horny. His fully engorged cock is out the moment he
sees me.
I
suck it for a moment.
He
sucks me as I sit there.
“Let’s
go into a booth. The ones right out
here.”
I
nod. And follow. It’s the same booth as with the ‘first timer.’ I open my pants back up. We exchange blow jobs again.
“I
bottom, too. You top with that thing?”
“Sure.”
“Fuck
me bare—but I want your load in my mouth.”
This
time I can rim. The cheeks are thick and
furry. I pull them apart. He helps me with his free hand. I dive in.
His hole pulses round my invading tongue. Oh, yeah.
He wants me. Now. I pull his thick meat back between his legs
and get my mouth on his drooling head. I
noisily slurp the pre-cum off his glans—and stick his juices into his ass.
He
groans. “Fuck me.”
I
stand up.
I
have to work to get into him—but just a little.
When I bottom out, my pubes smashed against his full ass cheeks, he
sighs. “So good…”
I
grunt, hold for a moment and begin to fuck.
Slow and steady. His big hand
finds his thick, curved cock. He has a
cock that likely makes him a top more often than he might want to be. Tonight he is my bottom—and he is muttering,
whispering, urging me on to fuck him good.
I can hear his cock juicing up his hand.
“I
want your cum,” he hisses. “Let me taste
it.”
I
have had a lot play tonight—and I am more than ready to give him what he
wants.
I
fuck a little more, slap him on the ass and bark “Now.”
He
swivels, pulling out of me and going to his knees. I stroke my cock—and splatter his upturned
face with a full load. On his tongue, on
his cheeks, just below his eye, more in his mouth as he swallows the first
spurts.
He
licks up as much as his tongue can reach.
I give him my wilting cock to clean, but it’s too sensitive. I love the whiteness of my load on his deep
brown complexion.
“Any
time,” he tells me, accepting the clean napkin from my pocket.
I nod, in total agreement…
Ah... a night of magic. Good for you... Kizzes.
ReplyDeleteNot sure if it was magic...but we ended with good sex. And I'll take that.
DeleteLove your blog. I’ve started my own but my writing doesn’t compare. There used to be an adult book store here in GR called Cini Mini II. As I read your posts a flood of great memories come back. Jackson sounds like the location of this book store and I’m thinking I need to take some time out of my busy life and go see if I can find it as it sounds right up my alley
ReplyDeleteHey, thanks. I will take a look at your blog. The Jackson bookstore is label as such in the blog. The one labeled 'Near Home' is closer to me. Drop me a line and at the email in the column to the right and I will fill you in on it.
DeleteI went to the Cini Mini II a few times and always had fun. I loved how many men and women of all types and persuasions went there to experiment.
Damn, I loved the last dude. He enjoyed being rimmed, he wanted to be fucked and he wanted to swallow seed. He got it all. You obliged him. Excellent
ReplyDeleteThat last guy is someone I keep hoping to find there again. So far, it has not happened.
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