In the Dark Room

 Lansing—March, 2023

As March came to a close, I realized I really wanted to cruise/play somewhere different.  I thought about heading back to northern Indiana, but that seemed to involve too much travel time to justify the play.  Instead, I decided to head to Lansing—far enough away that it would be all different men, but close enough to get home for dinner.  I also wanted that sex club atmosphere of this particular venue.  Plenty of porn stations, but also slings, gloryholes and benches aplenty for more varied activities.

I took off on a Saturday morning and got there early enough to get a discount on my ticket.  Of course, that also meant almost no one was in the place.  I watched some porn.  I walked around the vast playspace.  I missed out on the one piece of action that was happening at that hour, by arriving at the gay area just as two men shot their loads (one into a cocksucker’s mouth—and the other on the floor.)  The other three men in attendance seemed more interested in their phones than play.

I told the attendant I needed some coffee and would be back.  I sat in my car for a bit, nursing my drink, as I read.  An hour later, I returned.  The parking lot, while not full, had lots of new cars in it.  I was buzzed back in.  I went to my favorite spot to sit, watch porn and stroke—and be in the path of every man who was cruising the place…

 

“Daddy needs his dick sucked.”

A younger Caucasian guy is standing in the doorway, dressed in the local university colors, though he is likely no longer in school.  He gropes himself as he looks hungrily at my cock.  I nod.  He comes over and kneels.  He takes me deep into his throat.  I hear his own zipper open—and the slightly wet sound of him giving himself a hand job as he sucks me.  He is not very experienced—but he is enthusiastic.  He mostly stays sucking on my cock head.  When he goes to take me deep, he stops stroking.  About the third time he deep throats me, he forgets to remove his hand from his cock.  It explodes, leaving a pool of jizz by my boots.  He sighs, gets kind of embarrassed and leaves.

The crowd is constant now.  Men of every age and race walk by—it’s nice to be in a college town—but not one of them seems interested in me.   I stroke for a bit, then get up and go around the corner into the dark room.  I lean against the wall.  I think I am the only one here.  

I stroke.  Waiting. 

In quick succession, three men appear at the lit doorframe, come in and disappear in the shadows.  I hear their zippers open.  We all wait.  My eyes adjust.  Slightly.  I can just see them—men of all different shapes leaning—two on the side wall, one by the doorframe.  I’m at the back. 

We can all feel the sexual tension rise.  But no one makes a move. 

Fuck it, I go to my knees.  I am instantly surrounded by all three.  A white guy, with a largish gut, beats the others to my mouth.  His cock is nice and thick—and instantly juicy.  He lets me do the work for a moment—but is soon fucking my face.

“Fuck, yeah,” he grunts.  “Take all our dicks.”

He pulls out of me and guides the dick next to him into my mouth.  The guy with the large gut jerks and occasionally slaps my face with his wet cock as I suck the new man.  The man now in my mouth is Black.  His cock is long and thin.  He is the youngest of the men now here.  I pull off the new man so I can lick his balls.  The third guy bends over and licks the man’s dick at the same time.  I love the musk of this guy’s balls.  I lick the hairy sack—that is beginning to pull up into his abdominal cavity.

“Let me back in that mouth,” the guy with the gut grates out.  The Black guy moves away, letting the third guy continue to suck him.  My face is being fucked again.  This man likes to be in charge of his cocksucking.

“You swallow?” he asks.  I make some sort of affirmative sound as I take the face fucking. “Don’t you dare spit out my cum…”

These must be his trigger words—for my mouth is suddenly flooded.  He stops his pumping and unloads all over my tongue.  His cum is sweet.  He holds me in place until I have cleaned his cock head of every drop.

“My turn,” says the Black guy.  He pulls out of the other sucker’s mouth and brings his wet cock back to me.  “Take my load, man.”   His wet balls press against my chin, he is buried so deep in my throat.  I pull back, as I really want to taste his load.  He figures it out—and lets me.  My left hand cradles his hairy nut sack—and he begins to shoot.  His testicles try to pull into his body, but I don’t let them.  This guy, younger and fitter, gives me even more cum.  Salty, but good.  I swallow him down, as he steadies himself on my shoulders.  Once I’ve cleaned his cock of every drop of semen, I lick his super sensitive balls—relishing the fact I have made them even muskier. 

Suddenly I feel a mouth on my dick.  The third guy, has hunkered down and, lying on his stomach, is trying to take all of me.  It’s not a great position, and he seems rather toothy.  But I let him—for a new man emerges from the shadows. 

“I watched you take those loads.  You want a third?”

He is a smaller white guy, middle aged—and I can’t see much else in the dark.

His cock is wet and dripping.  He rubs it all over my face and beard before he finally shoves it in my mouth.  “Good boy,” he coos.  “Make me cum.”

My tongue finds his piss slit and digs in.  This makes him pant.  Now my tongue is moving all over his regulation sized cock.  After a moment, he pulls out of my mouth.  “Lick my balls like you did with that other guy.”

I bury my face into his much more diminutive ball sack.  He groans and jerks his dick as I do it.

“Here it comes,” he groans.  “Take it.”

He just makes it back into my mouth.  He erupts.  It’s, frankly, a foul-tasting load.  He’s a smoker.  But I swallow it down.  The man won’t let me clean him up.  He simply pats me on the head and leaves.

“That was hot,” says the remaining guy, the toothy cocksucker.  Sometime, during the third sucking, he’s backed off my cock and stood up.   “You gonna give me your load?”

“Give me a minute.”  I sit on a fuck bench that is in the room—and that I only now can see.

He takes off…

*

I take a tour—and end up back in the same dark room.  A younger Black man is getting head from the toothy guy.  The guy getting sucked is as tall as I am and weights easily twice what I do.  He’s large.  He sees me watching him get sucked.  And stroking to it.

“Let me suck you,” he says.  He seats me in a chair I didn’t know was there.  His mouth is huge—and his tongue the warmest, and most accommodating, I have felt in months.  And it’s big, too.  It is the perfect blow job after the toothy guy.

And the sucker is great at it.  And he knows he has a special tongue.  He uses it all over me. 

Balls. 

Shaft.

Head.

Perineum.

And finally, my mouth.

The kiss is electric.  Our tongues joust, but my mouth is quickly conquered by the sheer mass of his bigger one.  We both groan…

And he spends the next hour, truly, giving me the most exquisite blow job…