Near Home—October, 2022
Last time, I noted how
different cruising, even in the same location, can be every time you go. It is so dependent on who shows up and who is
in a playful mood. Six days later I went
back to the same bookstore. It wasn’t a
bad experience—but just so different from the week before…
It’s Friday night. There are men around—but no one is staying in
one place long enough to get anything started.
In my first few moments in the straight theatre, sitting and stroking in
the cock sucker’s seat, the door has opened a dozen times. Men meander in, stay
for 30 seconds and then continue their search for some action to watch. They usually let the door slam shut behind
them. There is one man staying in the room. He is way down front and has no interest in either
my cock or my mouth.
The video changes—and not
for the better. It is one of those where
the director talks to the woman about to have anal sex. Forever. I try to stuff my cock down my trouser leg and
do up my fly to go next door. I succeed
in making a giant tent in my pants. I
try to disguise it by holding my water bottle in front of me as I go next
door.
There are a few men
here watching the gay porn. I sit—but the
door is opened and closed with the 30 second visitors almost as much. The video here is good. I have arrived in the middle of a threeway on
the screen and two of the other viewers are stroking. A trucker type, with a full beard, notices
me. His face lights up. He walks over to me, presenting me with his very
average sized cock.
“Like you did before?”
he asks.
Nothing else is
happening, so I lean forward and swallow him down. He is one of those easy cummers—that group of
men where just the idea of someone willing to suck their cock makes them
blow. He gives me a load in mere
moments. He quickly leaves. One of the two others in the room goes out
with him.
A grey haired, distinguished type is left sitting
in the back corner. “It looks like you
need someone to do that to you.”
I nod, stand and, with
my cock swaying, walk over to him. He
takes me deep into his mouth. His tongue
finds just the right spots. I sigh,
contented.
The door opens. My man does not stop. Always a good sign. A younger daddy (a real daddy, who would look
at home pushing a stroller) comes in. He
leans against the wall fascinated by the real-life porn in front of him. He actually takes out his cock to stroke as
he watches me get serviced.
I look back at him
again. I give him a hand wave to come
join us. To my surprise, he does. I soon have a bigger than average cock in my
hand. I just hold his drooling dick as
he watches the older guy pull off my cock—to show the new guy just how much he’s
taken down his throat.
“Damn,” the young
daddy breathes.
“Let him suck yours.”
He shakes his
head. I give his cock a slight tug—and that’s
all the encouragement it takes. He steps
forward for the grey-haired man to suck him.
I hold the young daddy’s balls as his shaft is slurped down.
“God…” he groans.
“You want to give him
your load?” I murmur in his ear.
He nods.
It’s going to take no
time at all. He suddenly grabs my
shoulders and begins bucking into the cocksucker’s mouth. I can see each spurt of his cock in how his
face spasms each time. He’s exhausted
when he’s done. I look down at the
cocksucker. His mouth is literally overflowing with jizz. The young daddy leaves without a word. I offer my cock back to the guy—I’d like to use
my cockhead to mop up some of the jizz on his chin. But he’s had enough. (I later wonder if he got off in his pants on
the scene.) He heads home.
I am alone and
stroking.
*
A bearish Black guy
comes in. He sucks me briefly, before
offering me his flaccid dick. It never
gets hard—and he gets embarrassed. He takes off.
Two men, regulars,
arrive. They sit and I wait for cocks to
come out. But tonight, they are here to
chat with each other it seems. They ask
my opinion on other sex venues in Michigan.
I tell them what I know, and my erection finally gives up and gets stuffed
back in my jock…
The good news is that
the pair gave me a recommendation of a new place to go in Michigan when I have some
travel time…
Oh, a new place, new adventures... can't wait!
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