"There's Enough for Both of You"

Near Home—August, 2022

 

It was good to be home.  I spent a few days busy at getting my life back to my usual routine.  I had a regular, Dave—a man who is all about the fuck (and the load—anyone’s load) lined up for the next week.  I wanted to do some cum harvesting for him.  But I had to think about it.

As soon as I was home, I had started my calling to try to get the Mpx vax.  The county health department, where I normally go for all my testing, could not help me.  Nor could the gay health center in that county.  Mpx cases in west Michigan were still very low—actually none in the counties around me at that time.

After much mental debate, I went to the small bookstore nearest me on a Saturday night.

 

There are a few men in the straight theatre.  None look like they want to do anything but watch the movie.  Or, in the case of the man in the first row, sleep.  I don’t bother to stay and I go next door.

There are two men here—both my age.  One is a man I know well.  A regular suck and fuck bud—but only in this space.  We have never gone to either of our homes.   He is stroking his cock to the movie.  The other man seems shy.  He watches the other guy and the movie until I sit down and pull out my dick.  Now he watches me.  Exclusively.

We stroke/watch for a long time.  The guy I know finally comes over and kneels in front of me.  The other man leans forward so he can see the blow job.  I pat the seat of the empty chair next to me, so he can really see.  It takes 10 minutes of the other man blowing me, before the voyeur comes over for a better look.  He watches intently.  I suggest to my bud that he suck my balls so the guy can really see the wet shaft and drooling piss slit.

He complies—licking them thoroughly.

“You should suck him,” my cocksucker says, coming up for air.

The guy shakes his head. 

“Ok, but it’s a great cock…”  and the guy goes back down on me.

When he tires, we change places.  I suck the suckers very regulation sized cock.  The guy I know is continually urging the guy to join in.  And then he uses a pet name for the guy—well, well.  It’s his partner.  I always guessed he had one—and here he is.

I get up and sit down again.  And the partner goes to his knees.  He’s good.  My bud watches just as avidly as his man sucks my cock for the first time.  He urges him on.  The guy seems to love my dick.   He ticks all the boxes of a good cocksucker—suction, wetness, no teeth, deep throat.  And he makes really hot moans and groans as he come up from taking all of me down his throat.

“There’s enough for both of you,” I say to my regular bud.  He kneels and I suddenly I have two mouths on my cock.  Well, one on my cock and one on my balls.  They have done this before—they are very adept at passing my super hard cock from one mouth to the other with no need of hands.  They seem to really love it.  The man I know is jerking himself as he pleasures either my shaft or my balls. 

They both come up for air and kiss each other.  “Fuck, yes!” I mumble.  The kiss is cut short by the ‘shy’ one taking me to the root one more time.

Eventually, I encourage the shy one to get his dick out, too.  I give him the same oral treatment as I did his partner.  We spend the rest of the night trading oral sex between the three of us…no one trying very hard to get cum, as we don’t want to stop…

I finally call a halt as it’s gotten very late.  I know I am not going to get a load from either of them for Dave’s ass.  I am guessing they are going to go home and fuck like rabbits as they relive sharing me…

*

Three days later I visit the same bookstore, but in the afternoon.  I want to try again to find a few loads for Dave’s ass.  There is all of one man here.  A small, skinny, rather mousy looking guy.  He sucks me forever—stroking all the time.  He stands up to shoot.  I get his load in my mouth.  I transfer it to the condom in my pocket…

The next morning Dave has a home emergency and postpones…