One Man In, One Man On

 Near Home—March, 2022

After the fun fuck the day before (and the post before) I did go back to bookstore the next night.  I hadn’t dropped a load—and, man, I really wanted to do that.  One of the reasons I love this venue is because I never know who will be there—or what exactly I will do on any given visit…

 

I start in the straight theatre, but don’t even bother to sit down.  There are a few men—but none who look like play partners.  I keep hearing sounds from the gay theatre through the grate in the dividing wall.  They sound much more intriguing.  I go out the door which bangs behind me and go into the other.

A young man I recognize by sight from here is squirming in his chair as a larger, older man is sucking his bigger than average cock.  The suckee tries to stop the guy when he hears the door open, but the sucker knows he has a good thing and keeps going.  I sit against the back wall and stroke.  I nod at the young man.  He relaxes and smiles back.  In moments he beckons me over.  I stick my dick in his mouth.  He deep throats me two or three times—before he gives up his load to the man sucking him.  The youngster leaves fast, still tucking his shirt into his rebuttoned pants.

I stick my wet dick into the cocksucker’s mouth.  He has blown me many times before and is great.  He’s bearish, likely just hit his 40’s, with a shaved head.  I realize I might be there for a while, so I sit down where the young man was sitting. 

There are other men in the room—all watching, all stroking. Eventually, the man I think of as the Lip Licker, for his rather unsubtle way to signal he wants your dick, gets a guy from the front row into his mouth.  My sucker grows tired of not getting a load—and begs off saying the floor is hard on his knees.  He leaves for the arcade.

I look around.  There is also a mid-40’s man stroking in the dark corner behind the door.  I get up and join him.  He is short and trim and flogging a regulation six incher.  I stand next to him.  We watch the movie and stroke our dicks. 

A long moment.

Finally his left hand snakes out and cups my balls.  I nod.  He goes to his knees and takes me down.  He’s fine—but nowhere near as practiced as the man with the shaved head who just was sucking me.  But this guy is enthusiastic.  He is masturbating like crazy as he tries to take all of me.  He manages 2/3’s of me before choking.  I pull back and let him tongue my head and piss slit.

His knees give out, too.  He stands back up and leans against the wall.  I like the look of surprise on his face as I return the favor going to my knees.  “Oh, fuck…” he hisses, and empties his balls into my mouth in short order.

Lip Licker gets his load at almost the same time.  My guy leaves, as does the other man who shot.  LL gestures to me to come give him more, licking his upper lip with abandon.  I tell him to give me a minute; I want to check the straight side.

Not much has changed over there.  The back row seat is available so I sit and stroke just to be different.  My shaved head bear comes in.  He goes to town on my dick again.  One man comes back to watch.  He keeps his zipper up the whole time.

“Don’t forget my balls.”

Shaved Head pulls off my dick and nuzzles them.  He remembers how I love to have a tongue licking right at the base of my cock ring.  I stroke a little as he gets my balls good and wet.

His knees go again.  He thanks me with a nod and is gone.  Our voyeur follows him out the door.

I go back to the gay side and let LL get his time on my dick.  I have to stand for him.  He can’t possibly get down on his knees anymore.  But his mouth is perfection.  Big tongue in a bigger oral cavity.  Great suction.  A passion for dick and cum.  He sucks contentedly on my dripping dick.

Eventually he pulls off.  “Fuck my face.”

I hold his head and pump into him.  I go deeper this way.  His hand is very busy over the slight bugle in his pants.  I fuck a little more.  Than let him take over until I am tired of standing.  I thank him and go back next door.

*

It’s been quiet.  Shaved Head has had another turn on me.  Then nothing.  But the movie has been good enough to keep me there in the cocksucker’s seat.  I stroke.

The door opens.  A guy my age, with a silver goatee, enters.  I have sucked him in this very spot before.  He stands next to me.  His dress slacks are undone and drop to his knees.  He pushes down his designer underwear.  His cock is hard—a good seven incher with a slight upward curve.

He strokes.

I stroke.

He turns.  My head turns—and he is in my mouth.  I do all the things Lip Licker did to me.  He sighs.  I pull off his very red cockhead and go for his hairless balls.  They are a nice big set, perfectly matched in size for his cock.  I nuzzle and lick as I stroke his dick. 

He pulls away, but holds my shoulders in place.  He turns and presents me with his ass to lick.  This is new.  He pulls me into his butt before I can really think about it.  He is freshly showered—I can instantly tell from the scent of his wife’s girly soap.  I relax and eat him out with abandon.  He groans and calls me a slut under his breath.  He is stroking his cock with one hand and holding my head into his ass with the other. 

He lets go and turns back.  His cock hand goes into my mouth.  “Clean them,” he hisses.  There’s a copious amount of pre-cum on them.  I lick them until he is satisfied.

“Suck my cock…”

He pulls the hand out and then pushes the cock in.  His body is blocking the door as he holds me in place—intent on getting off.  I hear it open.  I hear a rustle of fabric—and suddenly my cock is engulfed in a mouth.  It has to be Shaved Head—I can tell from the technique.

Silver Goatee loves this.  “Get him off as I give him my load,” he whispers.

And I am pretty sure that is just what is going to happen. 

The cock in my mouth swells.  So does mine. 

I get a massive load in my mouth. 

And second later, I give one to Shaved Head every bit as big….