Sunday, November 20, 2022

Osvaldo Gets What He Needs at Cum-Union

 Grand Rapids—October, 2022

 

I had joined Osvaldo at a number of events held at the bathhouse in Grand Rapids.  Between each of them he kept up a lively text conversation—sending me enticing pictures of his ass.  I finally gave in and decided to meet him at the second Cum-Union party of October.  We agreed on a time—and off I went.

I paid my admission and went to find my locker.  The place seemed busy, but not packed.  I hoped that would mean men would be more playful.  I ditched my clothes, leaving on a moderately stained jock and my combat boots.  I was a half hour early, so I went to make a tour of the upstairs play areas.

It hasn’t changed.  The sling is hung at a horrible downward angle and too low (except for the shortest top you can imagine.)  There is a dark corner nearby with a couch.  There is a porn viewing area and a sauna.  The gloryhole room is empty.  The medical exam table is on the opposite side, along with another porn screen.

I sat in the big porn area (with theatre seats) and stroked a little…

 

“Hello, again…”

It is a young Latin man, but not Osvaldo.  He reaches for my cock—and grabs me tightly. Too tightly to be comfortable.  I pry his fingers loose.  I recognize him from the last time I was here.  We’d fucked—and it was adequate.  I explain I am waiting for someone.

“Find me later,” he says as he goes off on the hunt.

I put my now wilted cock away and go down to the lockers.  And there is Osvaldo, just locking his up.  We hug.  “I am on the waiting list for a room,” he tells me.  But we don’t wait.  We go up to the medical exam table.  I bend him over, so his chest is on the padded table top.  His towel falls away.  He has gained a little weight since our last meet, but it just makes his ass more voluptuous.  I kneel and bury my face into his cheeks for the first of hundreds of times in the next few hours.  He is wet, just from the thought of my cock.  I burrow in.  The sound of my spitting into his hole fills the concrete walled room.

I need to fuck.  I stand up and slide into him.  He gasps.  He’s been playing with some big toys—he takes me much easier than last time.  I fuck him—long strokes.  And slow.

“Give it to me hard…” he moans.

I do.  Now it is the sound of my hips on his ample ass that fill the room.  And draw spectators.  They stroke openly or grope themselves through their towels.  One man, my age, knows what we want.  He comes over and feeds Osvaldo his cock.  It’s only been ten minutes—and already the boy has what he craves—cock in both holes at the same time.

Eventually, I offer the man Osvaldo’s ass.

“Thanks, but I’m an oral guy,” he says, pulling out and wrapping his towel around his bigger than average cock.

We fuck some more there, but no one else joins us.  I pull out and go sit in a chair near the table.  I spread my legs.  “Taste your ass on my dick.”

He’s right there, kneeling and cleaning my cock.  His tongue works every inch.  He suddenly stops, checking his phone, his constant companion.

“I’ll be back,” he tells me.  “Fuck someone else for a minute.”  And is gone down the stairs.

Instantly, the other Latin guy is there.  Did he hear Osvaldo?  He bends over the exam table.  I eat him out and fuck him.  But he’s one of those guys who tells me exactly how I need to do it.  Too deep, too fast, too slow, etc.  I make a mental note to avoid him in the future.

I slap his ass, pull out and go downstairs.  Osvaldo meets me—he has the room.  It’s a double bed sized mattress on a wooden platform.  He leads me there and firmly shuts the door.  “Just us this time.”

He tells me to lie down.  He gives me head.  He snaps away with his phone.  This is why he wanted the room.  He is taking pictures of his mouth wrapped around my dick.  Or licking my boots.  Or him sitting on my face, feeding me his wet hole.  Now he gets close-ups of my cock sliding into him as he sits on me.  He bounces hard—blissing out and finally forgetting to film.



When his legs tire, I lean him chest to bed and eat his now super wet hole.  I fuck—and kill the shot (the video I posted) by putting my knee up on the bed so I can fuck him deeper.  My left hand finds the back of his neck.  I hold him in place as I plow into him…

*

I open the door.  A Latino Daddy is right there.  He comes in and fucks for a bit.  When he leaves, I eat the hole he’s just plowed and fuck Osvaldo until the next man arrives.  A young otter clambers up on the bed and feeds Osvaldo as I fuck.  He eventually fucks him, too.  He says nothing, but I find that he has loaded Osvaldo’s ass.  I felch it out.

Another man enters and fucks.

Yet another comes in as I’m fucking.  His finger indicates that he wants my ass.  When I say “no” he has no interest in staying.

Even the bottom next door comes over to fuck Osvaldo.  “It sounded so good through the wall,” he tells us, “I got super hard.”  He has—and uses it on Oswado’s, now super wet, hole.

We try another round upstairs.  But we get no takers. 

We go into the glory hole room.  No one.

We go back to his room, and instantly have two more guys in with us.  Each fucks him.  No loads, but that’s just fine.  I clean his ass up each time before fucking him as hard as I know how...



*

It’s late.  I need to go.  The men at the door have slowed.  I am getting tired.  Osvaldo is on his back, legs in the air.  I stand on the floor at the edge of the bed and slip into him, worrying that I have fucked too much to get off.  But no.  I give him three jets of cum.  But it’s that rote emptying of my over-used balls—not the overpowering cum shot I love.

I say good night.

The moment I leave, a Latin daddy is back for more.  He shuts the door behind him.  I make one more round of the play area.  A young man I recognize from somewhere is getting fucked on the couch near the sling.  He is also sucking a third man’s cock.  I watch his ass get loaded.  The guy leaves.  The young man does not move.  I go over and sample the load dripping from his hole.  My tongue finds it thick and creamy.  My cock demands to fuck.  I slip into him.  The young man grunts around the cock in his mouth.  I fuck a few swift strokes in the cummy hole. 

I am there.  The full blown cum shot I needed.  I give him back more cum than I ate from his hole…and tell him so as I pull out.  He just keeps sucking the other man, his dripping ass up in the air for more…



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