Dropping a Load before CLAW

 Near Home—April, 2022

I was packing for my trip to CLAW for several days before I was to actually leave.  I was excited to return to a leather weekend.  Just the act of putting things in travel bags at the foot of my bed (toys, restraints, leathers) worked my cock up.  I knew I wanted to get off at least once more before I set off to Cleveland.

So back to the closest bookstore I went.  I wasn’t about to waste my load with a wank…

 

The parking lot is full.  I take the last space.  A trim young daddy type is locking his car next to me.  He gives me a head nod and goes into the building.  I follow.  He buys a ticket to the two theatres and vanishes into one of them—I can’t tell which.  I buy my ticket and step into the straight theatre. It’s almost full.  Nothing is currently happening sexually, but you can feel the sexual tension in the air. 

I take one of the last single seats against the wall.  I look around.  Right now it’s all just men groping at the mound in their lap.  I unbutton and let my cock spring free.  I watch the movie and idly jerk my cock.  This encourages a younger Black guy to unzip and jerk in public.  I pause and bend down, reaching for my water bottle on the floor.  When I sit back up, I can feel someone standing right behind me, leaning on the wall.  I take a swig and look.  It’s the young Caucasian daddy from the parking lot.  His cock is out—hard, very red in the head and inches from my neck.  I nod to him—and with no shame at all he takes two steps so his dick is lodged in my mouth. 

This action makes someone on the back wall unzip to let the guy in the cocksucker’s seat have a cock, too.  Other men unzip.  The young Black man has his eyes riveted on me.  His hand gets busier on his dick as I suck a cock so openly.

The guy in my mouth is eager—and with little control.  He has been in the building for about 15 minutes and his cock is about to shoot.  I feel him swell.  The guy groans—and fires a thick load into my mouth.  He zips up and leaves, smirking.  I take another swig of water to wash it all down.

I look right at the young man.  He looks away—but keeps stroking.  We play this game for about five minutes as he decides what he wants to do.  We both hear the guy against the back wall get off. 

The young Black man, thin, maybe as old as 28, stands up and hides his long thin cock.  He looks like he is leaving the room.  Instead he kneels in front of me.  I am slightly surprised—but pleased.  He has sucked cock before but has no real skill at it—but his eagerness makes up for it.  He moans each time I touch his head or his shoulder.

“Do my balls,” I whisper.  I pull them freer from the fabric of the pouch.  This seems to really turn him on.  I pull them up slightly and his tongue goes for my cock ring and the day’s worth of musk under my balls.  He jerks faster.  And faster.  Lapping now, a little deeper down my perineum. 

“Don’t waste your load,” I whisper to him.

He grunts—and stands up.  This long thin cock spurts the first blast onto my beard.  The rest goes into my mouth.  He lets me clean his cock off—actually loves it—where I am almost always too sensitive.  He zips up and leaves after I get the last drop off his wilting dick.  I lick at some of the cum in my beard.  I like that I will smell like him all night…

*

I have moved to the gay side.  I have an older white guy in my mouth.  He can’t stay hard.  He finally gives up and goes out.  I stroke to the movie.  I know there is someone in the back corner behind the door.  I hear footsteps.

“Fuck me.” 

I turn.  It is a mid-30’s Latino.  He moves closer yet. 

“I want that big dick.”  He pulls out a condom and shoves the Durex Extra Safe package towards me. 

I shake my head.  He leaves.  I watch the movie.  He comes back, the door banging.

“Here.”  He has bought me a Magnum.  I can’t refuse him now…

He drops his pants to his ankles and leans on the chair in front of him.  It’s a nicely rounded ass—dusted on the cheeks with long black hair.  His crack is very hairy.  I kneel behind him and surprise him with a rimming.  I can tell he’s showered before the tongue touches him.  I eat him out as he groans, opening the condom and rolling it on as I do it.  I lube it—and stand up.  I let him feel the condom is in place and poke at his hole.  He is tight.  He reaches back again with his left hand to slow me down.  I see the wedding ring on his finger.

I add more lube, remembering the rubber.  This time I go in.  He is tight—but willing.  He groans as I work his ass open.  I reach under him.  His uncut dick is soft and swinging to my fuck rhythm.  It’s a mistake.  He cums all over my hand, without getting hard.  I pull out—and am really glad I am rubber upped…

*

I wander between the two theatres.  I see the Linebacker, the hot Latin man who took 4 loads from three of us on my first harvesting for cum adventure.  He nods to me as he pulls a man my age into one of the preview booths and locks the door. 

Nothing is happening now in the straight theatre.  I go back to the gay cinema, where the movie is better.  I sit—aware that again someone is behind the door.  I hear pants open.  And some wet sounding stroking.  I get up and investigate. 

The guy is mid 40’s, white and thin.  His cock is just that, too—very white and very thin with a slight downwards hook.  I go to my knees and take him down my throat.  He fits perfectly.  He fucks my mouth quite happily.  Then he leans down, pulling out of me slightly, to feel for my cock.

“Wow,” he whispers, “let me suck you.”

We switch around.  He’s good.  Wet and slick.  He pulls off me.  “Fuck me?”

I nod.  No condom comes out this time.  He wants me raw.  He drops his pants and bends over right there.  It’s too cramped a space for me to get to my knees to rim—so I just add more lube.  I slip in.  He takes me like a champ.  Groaning and telling me it feels great. 

I fuck him hard.

I am damn close to giving him a load after all the various play tonight.  I speed up.  Just as I am about to say, ‘You want my load?’ the guy says, “Let my taste you again.”  He pulls off me and spins around.

“I’m gonna shoot,” I bark.

He stands, saying “Shoot on my dick.”

My aim is good.  Blast after blast hits his thin, engorged cock.  He grabs it using, using my cum for lube, and blasts his own load all over the floor and my left boot…

*

As I leave, the Linebacker is in the parking lot.  “May I have your number?” he asks. 

I give it to him. 

“My boyfriend loves to see me get fucked by other big dicked guys.  Send me some dick pics and I will see what he says.” 

I smile all the way home.