Near Home—March, 2024
I got a text from Braydon, the cubby younger
man who loves taking loads and has developed a new passion for rimming me. He wanted to meet. I had a fairly open schedule. He wanted some time for licking my ass, so he
wondered if we should play at my place.
I thought that a good idea. But
we also both enjoy involving others in our fucking, so then he wondered if we
should go to the bookstore. I thought
that was fine, too.
In the end we did both. We went to the bookstore that day—and made a
date for the playroom in April. Our
bookstore adventure was on the last Friday of the month. We met there just as a lunch crowd was
beginning to thin…
I go into the straight theatre. I sit in the back row, in the cocksucker’s
seat, though I guess I won’t be doing much of that today. There are a few men sitting in front of me. I pull out my dick. Just as it is getting fully hard, Braydon
comes in the door. He goes right to the
floor and starts giving me head. It
feels great. I sit back and let him work
on me.
The door keeps opening. Two different men, both who have sucked me in
the past, step into the room and leave when they see my dick is already in use. The door opens a third time. It is a man I don’t know. He is close to my age, much shorter, and
rather handsome in an offbeat way. He
wears an ear piece and microphone. He is
happy to watch, leaning against the wall next to me. His trousers tent. Soon his dick comes out. Short but fat. He strokes.
“Show him what you can do,” I tell Braydon. He obediently crawls from between my legs to
in front of the stroker. The man allows
Braydon to take his cock into his mouth.
He sighs as Braydon begins working his tongue all around that big cock
head. I go to the floor. Braydon is on all fours. His pants come down easily, revealing a jock
and his hairy ass. It is too low for me
to rim his ass—so I just stick my cock into him. The guy getting sucked loves the added
visual, and, I imagine, my thrusting pushing Braydon deeper onto his dick.
The sounds of our rutting fills the small room. A guy from the front row comes back to watch
and stroke. He is thick set and younger
than Braydon. I watch him stroke his
dick, a cock that is just a little shorter than mine.
Braydon senses it, too. Soon, he is going back and forth between the
two men with his mouth as I fuck his ass. I fuck him until my knees are
screaming for me to get up. I pull out. Braydon stands, still bent over, the younger
guy back in his mouth. I fuck him again.
“That looks so hot,” murmurs the younger man.
“You should try his hole.”
I don’t need to say anything else. He’s ready.
I pull out and Braydon moves around to lean on the seatbacks of the
chairs in front of us. His ass ready.
The young man approaches. His
cock slaps Braydon’s butt cheek, then disappears into his hole. “Fuck…” groans the guy.
He begins to fuck.
It’s over almost instantly. He
groans and stops thrusting. You can see
each spurt of cum going into Braydon register on the young man’s face. He slowly pulls out. I am on my knees. I lick the last drop off his cock head and
thrust my face into Braydon’s ass crack.
As I felch the copious amount of cum, I hear the guy with the earpiece
get off behind us.
I stand up. “I’m
gonna fuck your load deeper,” I tell the young man, who is still standing
there, as if in a trance. I plow into
the now slick hole. It feels terrific. I also notice that another man, who was
sitting way down in front of us, has moved to a side seat so he can watch
us. I offer him Braydon’s mouth, but he just wants
to watch. I get a good look at
him. He is mid 40’s and a gym rat. His arms are huge and veiny, his chest
sculpted. The t-shirt is so tight you
see all the definition. His cock is
average, but very hard with the show in progress.
I fuck in the cum and he strokes. The door opens. The shaved head guy who usually sucks me comes
in and gives the muscle guy head. I
guess he doesn’t just want to watch after all.
He eventually stops the guy, who gets up, rather put out. I go over.
I lean down and stroke his wet cock.
It erupts in my hand. He watches
me smear his load onto my cock.
“You know where this is going…” I tell him as I walk
back to Braydon. I fuck a second big
load of cum into Braydon’s greedy mancunt, as the guy who gave it, moans, kneading
his wilted cock…
*
After a long
felch, we take a break. We go next door
into the gay cinema. It is empty. Braydon sucks me and rims my hole. I am in an awkward position, sitting on a
chair with my ass tilted to give him access, with one leg up on a chair. He licks my balls, my hole, my entire ass
crack.
The door keeps opening. Men wander in, see what’s happening, and
leave. All cocksuckers—but none
comfortable enough to come suck me as Braydon rims me.
I finally call a halt.
I fuck Braydon, with him kneeling on a chair seat. His ass is still creamy from the two loads
earlier. A man who I’ve fucked (and has
joined Baydon and I in the past) comes in.
He is thickly built with a shaved head.
He sits and strokes to our fucking.
We break.
Braydon goes to suck the other guy.
I sit and watch but just for a moment.
A young man comes in. He knows
me. He comes over and says hello, with a
slight foreign accent I can’t place. He
looks vaguely familiar, but I don’t know what we did together. He is likely mid 30’s, tallish and gangly.
He sucks my cock.
I suck his uncut one.
All while Braydon sucks the thick set guy.
I stand. I put
our cocks together in my two hands and stroke them—so the undersides rub
together, still coated with our spit.
Braydon gets up off the floor and onto the chair seat,
his ass looking inviting.
“Do you fuck?” I ask the guy in my hand.
“Do you want me to fuck him?” he asks.
I lean in and whisper “Fuck him and breed his ass for
me. I want to eat your load out of him—and
fuck in it.”
He grins and pushes me gently out of the way. He moves behind Braydon and slides into him. The thickset guy gives Braydon his cock to
suck. I stand, stroking and waiting.
The foreign sounding guy is a good top. He fucks him with authority. And longer than I expect. Braydon is groaning around the dick in his
mouth. I walk around the three of them—so
I can enjoy seeing Braydon used at both ends.
And the guy in his ass erupts. He shoots and shoots, holding onto Braydon’s
hip. He stays in him for a long
time. I kneel by the side. He knows what I want—and he is just letting
his cock calm down a little before he pulls out. Finally, when he does, he sticks it in my
mouth. I clean him of his cum, mixed
with the other two loads. and Braydon’s delicious ass juices.
“Lick out his ass…” moans the guy, as he squirms in my
mouth. I leave his cock and bury my face
in Braydon’s crack. I slurp the mixed
loads. I push some back into him with my
tongue. I could felch him forever. I make myself stand up and fuck. I slide in.
His hole feels incredible with the three loads.
I fuck him hard and fast. I groan and in moments Braydon has four loads
deep in his hole…
Braydon and I had our one-on-one session yesterday (more on that in about two weeks). I asked if he thought that this post had captured the heat of that afternoon. He said it did--that it made him hard and ready to do it again. Then we both agreed about just how lucky we were that the 'right' guys were there that afternoon to join us. So many days at the bookstore, a few men might have watched, but not contributed...
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