Near Home—June, 2022
I didn’t do anything
for a week after Fornication. I was exhausted,
but in a glowing, positive way. Driving
long distances can wear me out—but I came home happy and content, if not fully
rested. In the spirit of looking out for
others I made sure I got tested. All was
good.
So of course, that news
made me horny. I went to the bookstore
on a Saturday night. I had gotten into
the habit of visiting in the afternoons—which had usually worked well. I wanted to see what an evening would hold in
store for me.
I was a little
concerned that after the great sex of the previous week, I might be disappointed
in the regulars there. Looking back on
it now, it proved to be a very enjoyable night…
I am seated in the
cocksucker’s seat on the straight side.
There are a few guys scattered around.
I unbutton and work my dick to full erection. The door opens. The Latino, who likes to get fucked, but with
a condom, comes in. He is mid 30’s and
nicely put together. He sees me and
stands against the back wall. I wait for
him to wave the gold foil packed Magnum in front of my eyes. He surprises me. He unzips.
“Suck me,” he hisses in my ear.
A fat-ish, uncut dick
is proffered. I take him into my mouth
for the very first time (though we have been fucking sporadically for almost a
year.) He begins to precum—a steady drip
on my ever-moving tongue. He must be
able to feel it for he begins to fuck my face.
Just a few strokes, but it is nice to see a different side of him. He pulls out and tells me to fuck him, that
will make him cum for me. He goes off to
the gay cinema to wait for me. I watch
the movie for a bit and then head over.
He bends over the back
of a chair the moment I arrive. Two men
I recognize are there and stroking. I rip
open the condom, lube my dick and roll it on.
It’s a quick fuck. He blasts his
load all over the floor. I am glad for
the latex, for as usual, his clean out not complete—or non-existent.
I go wash—just to be
sure.
When I come back to
the gay theatre, I sit in the corner in the back. An older man who loves to suck me was one of
the men who watched the fuck. He crawls
across the floor and begins to suck me.
He has a cavernous mouth and has never nicked me with his teeth. He also has great suction.
“Now your balls…” he
murmurs. I stroke and he licks them. He groans out his pleasure as he tries to get
his tongue between my cockring and my ball sack—as I instructed him months ago. He finally has to stop for his knees give
out. He goes to the other room, decidedly
happy.
The other man who
watched me fuck now stands up. “You’ve
sucked my cock,” he tells me.
I nod. I do remember him. He loves to twist his nipples on his very
hairy chest as I suck.
“Get me off, I need to
go home.”
He sticks his
regulation cock into my mouth. Between
my hot tongue and his nipple twisting, he takes no time to give me a creamy
load.
*
Later. The bearded man I have been sucking off fairly
regularly shows up. The last time we
met, he was so excited when I ate his hairy ass. He stands near me and strokes. I wave him over.
“I’m not hard,” he
says apologetically.
“I like guys to get
hard in my mouth. It’s fine.”
I have to work some,
but he stiffens right up. I suck him
with a very wet mouth. I only leave his
cock to get his balls just as wet.
“Eat my ass again?”
I don’t answer. I just grab his hips and turn him. He is amazingly hairy all over, but his ass crack
is a jungle. My tongue burrows through it
all, reveling in the wet hair on my lips and cheeks. I find his pucker. He gasps and beats his cock.
“I’m gonna shoot. You want it?”
I move fast enough to not
waste a drop…
*
I am alone in the
theatre. I have watched the first half
of Unrelenting Manhood, a Lucas Entertainment opus. Very pretty men having very hot sex. They can’t get enough of ass to mouth—which make
me just as happy as the men on the screen.
A pair of guys come
in. Strangers to me after this night of
regulars. One is tall and thin and dark.
The other is short, average build, fair haired and acting as a tour
guide. “So there’s a straight side and a
gay one. You’ll like it in here better.”
The tall one grunts and
they sit down in the opposite corner from me.
We nod at each other. They watch
the movie. The tall one’s jeans mound
nicely. The other guy feels it up. “Nice,” he murmurs. “Let me suck it.”
The tall one makes no
move to agree or to stop him.
The smaller guy unzips
him and pulls out a dick that is just as big as mine. He makes sure I get a good eyeful of the big
cock he’s about to suck. The tall one
closes his eyes. (Shutting me out? Or just to concentrate on the mouth on his
dick?)
But the smaller guy just
strokes it. It seems to have some extra
skin, but it’s hard to tell if it’s truly uncut.
“Suck it, don’t maul
it.”
Instantly the smaller
guy is taking the cock into his mouth.
He puts on a good show—deep throating it, licking his balls, sucking
just the head and jerking the rest of the shaft.
The tall one opens his
eyes.
“Looks like you have a
big one, too. Come here.”
I go over. He strokes my cock lightly as he continues to
be serviced by the smaller blond.
“Let him suck me.”
I go to my knees and
take his cock into him mouth. The blond
unzips and sticks a tiny dick into his partner’s mouth. He has to stand on his toes to do it. Soon he is joining me and we double suck the
big dick. We alternate who is on the
shaft and who is on his balls.
Suddenly I feel a tug
from the tall one. “Let me taste that big
dick.” I stand up and let him suck me. Honestly, he’s not very good. But it’s hot to see my dick in his rugged
face. The smaller guy is happy to have
me otherwise engaged.
The tall one
shudders. Did he cum? Maybe, for they suddenly are standing up,
zipping up and headed out the door.
I am left with the
finale of the movie.
It works out well. I coordinate my messy release with Viktor Rom’s
in the video.
Well, back to business as usual? Good for you. Thanks for going in and getting tested. You run a clean house? You can stay open year 'round!
ReplyDeleteWell, like I said in the last post, it's about taking care of yourself and others. I never knowingly want to pass something along.
DeleteAnother enjoyable episode. I am always astonished at the amount of action going on in the locations you visit. Here in Charleston the only thing which passes for an action spot is called the château and most of the time it is uptight guys furtively jacking and refusing to play with one another. How I want a real busy spot with some action
ReplyDeleteI will say that in our smaller town, you get to recognize guys--and perhaps feel more comfortable to play. I will say, I often have to be the one to be the first to get the ball rolling, as it were. Everybody is there to do it--just not eager to go first.
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