Texting For Ass

 Near Home—July, 2024

 

It was the Fourth of July.  I went in search of fireworks of a slightly different variety…

 

This is my first evening in the newly remodeled, two screen version replacing the porn theatres destroyed by a drunk driver.  Normally, I am an afternoon guy here.  I still recognize a number of men.  There is a guy with a ballcap, 30-ish, a little chunky, who is always on his phone.  Today is no different.  He sits right under the gay screen, texting away.  There is also the oldest man who comes here.  A good decade older than me.  He always strips naked to nothing but flipflops.  His hands are always in someone else’s lap, if anyone sits next to him.  I just want him to shower more frequently…

There is also another bear.  He is stroking to both videos, sitting in a seat where, with a turn of his head, he can see the gay threeway or the young woman taking massive Black dick.  I sit opposite him, so I can do the same thing.

Hat Guy is now texting like crazy.  He’s made a connection.  Within 10 minutes, a big beefy blond shows up, looking at his phone.  He looks at the screen, surveys the room and realizes it’s Hat Guy.  He strips naked but for dress socks.  He goes to his knees, undoes the fly of Hat Guy’s shorts and begins sucking his cock.

We all stroke to the live sex happening in front of us.   Beefy Blond is slurping noisily on the cock in his mouth.   Hat guy leans across his back and inserts a finger in Beefy Blond’s ass.  Soon, Beefy Blond stands up.  He turns to sit on the cock he’s been sucking.

“Wait,” says Hat Guy.  “I like loose hole.”  He points to me.  “Let him open you up for me.”  Beefy Blond likes this idea a lot.  I get up and start over to them.  Hat Guy moves into the darkest corner and sits there.  Beefy Blond bends to suck him.  I go behind Beefy Blond.  I realize this will be my first fuck in this new room.  I lick his ass briefly.

“Just fuck me…” he complains.

I stand up and work myself in.  He’s not particularly tight and I bottom out easily.  I fuck.  Hard.  Pushing his body deeper onto the cock in his mouth.

“Open him up for me,” chirps Hat Guy. 

I pull out.  He rushed his cleanout to get here.  It’s not horrible, but I can’t continue.  I murmur the news in his ear.  He grunts and stands up as I go wash.  When I come back into the room, Beefy Blond is jerking his cock.  He shoots all over Hat Guy’s lap.  Hat Guy is not happy.  He didn’t get any ass and he now is covered in runny semen. 

I toss him some napkins from my pocket as Beefy Blond gets dressed and leaves.

Hat Guy soon goes out to sit in the parking lot where the internet connection is better…

*

I look around the room.  I see the Bear I don’t know jerking furiously.  I kneel and take his cock into my mouth.  I am rewarded with a load very quickly.  He thanks me, squeezing my shoulder, then says.  “I’m almost tempted to suck dick myself when I see one like yours.”

I sit, avoiding Mr. Naked.  I need to be as far away from his scent as possible.

I stroke.  More guys arrive.  They all seem very straight.  The all settle into seats where they can only watch the straight porn.  Some open flies and haul out cocks.  Some just grope their cock mound.

I notice a young cub, one of the new arrivals.  He is looking around the room.  He sees me.  He is on his feet and kneeling between my spread legs without a word.  The guy is good.  He takes all of me, repeatedly, occasionally making himself choke.  And he constantly strokes his cock while doing it.

I suggest my balls.   He goes there.  He inhales and groans.  He finds the newly made fuck sweat there intoxicating.  He licks and sucks them, before inching back up my shaft.  He swallows me down.  Totally.  I actually think I might be able to shoot for him.

And in that moment, his cock erupts all over the floor, between my boots.  He pulls off me and all but races to the bathroom around the corner.

He leaves.

Other men leave.

Soon it is just me and the naked guy who needs a shower.

I cram my cock back in my pants and head out…