Three Men and a Dick

 Near Home—September, 2024

 

After the great asses of the last post, I wanted more.  I went back just a few days later, looking to see who was around.  It was a Saturday afternoon.  This time it wasn’t great butts on offer, but some amazing throat skills that left me very happy…

 

I park and as I’m headed to the entrance, I’m stopped by one of the busiest cocksuckers here.  He leans in to me and says: “There’s a guy here you need to let do you.” 

“Oh?”

“He’s sitting against the side wall.  Dark hair, good looking.  Guys are telling me his throat is amazing.”

I thank him and go in.  There are maybe half a dozen men here.  And there is a man, sitting alone on the side wall, who I don’t recognize.  I nod to him.  He pays no attention.  I sit on the far wall, so we are across from each other.  I unzip and stroke myself to full erection.  I notice there are a pair of men playing in the corner closest to the gay video screen.  One is on his knees and sucking the seated man.  Other men have their cocks out or are kneading bulges in their pants.

The guy with the skills is now looking right at me.  I nod again.  He looks away at the screen.  I do the same.  I stroke to the video.  I get up and piss in the restroom.  When I come back, I sit a chair away from the guy. 

He can’t take my eyes off my hard cock.  In moments, he slips to the floor and devours me.  He has great tongue work—but in another few minutes, he shows me his real skill.  He takes me to the root absolutely effortlessly.  Again and again.  And his tongue never stops when he comes up between the deep throatings.  He’s incredible.  It feels super tight when I am lodged all the way down his throat, but it’s not uncomfortable like I can find it with many men. 

He finally breaks for air.  He sits next to me and becomes chatty.  He used to have a terrible gag reflex and he worked hard to fix it.  (I tell him he should be proud of that.)  He is just passing through Michigan on his way home and stopped to suck as much cock as he could. 

I apologize that I’m not easy to get off, but he says it’s not about the load for him, it’s the stretch.  He’s happy to take the cum if it happens, but it’s not why he does it.  And to make his point, he slips to the floor and spends the next 10 minutes taking me to the root repeatedly.  And he even licks my balls.

He sucks me for a good 45 minutes, with lots of mini breaks for some water.  When a new guy comes in, I tell him to feel free to investigate.  He goes off and is soon kneeling between the guy’s spread legs.

And I have a new man on my cock.  He’s been watching all the deep throating and now that the guy has moved off, he’s here.  He kneels.  His hands go behind his back as his tongue touches my dick head.  He can’t take me deeply and doesn’t really try.  But his tongue is active—and it’s his ‘born to serve’ attitude that is a huge turn on.  After the first few moments, he asks for instruction.  I tell him to start with my balls and not leave them until they are soaking.  He does just what I ask.  I give him permission to lick up the shaft.  He follows my directions to the letter.  His tongue feels great, but it’s the tiniest servile moan that really turns me on.  My cock is juicing.  I tell him to lick it all off and swallow it.  He does.  With great pleasure.

The Deep Throater comes back.  He sits near us and watches.  (He never takes his cock out in the two hours I am around him.)  My servile boy (who is pushing 40, with a receding hair line, and a body that had once been gym built, but has gone soft) becomes self-conscious.  He gets up and sits down on my other side.  DT goes back down on me.  He shows off a little for the other cock sucker.  I gasp as he takes me deep and milks me with his throat muscles.  He comes up, grins at the cock sucker and does it again.  Then he goes off to see if he can get on a young bearded man who just walked in.

I have round two with my servile boy.  I undo my belt and drop my pants to around my ankles.  I tell him to lick under my balls—to get his tongue between my nut sack and the metal cock ring.  He does it—loving to be given a task.  I don’t let him back to my cock for a long time—I am more than happy to lightly stroke it as he keeps licking.

I idly notice that the bearded boy is a grower.  He dropped his pants, revealing a tiny little dick, but it has grown to almost seven inches—and Deep Throater is there.  He is making the younger man very happy.

I tell my boy, his hands still behind his back, that he can now lick up my cock shaft to the wet head.  He does.  Slowly.  And with tons of spit.  He takes me into his mouth.  I know he wants my load after all this—but I’m just not there.  I’m having too much fun.

He squirms oddly as he is sucking.  “Do you need to get off your knees?” I ask.  He reluctantly says yes.  He moves back across the room.  Watching Deep Throater bring the young bearded man over to me.

“I told him he should try your cock on for size,” Deep Throater chuckles softly.  The Bearded Guy, nicely built, maybe 35, with a hipster length beard, kneels and gives me good head.  He can’t beat the two that have gone before, but his enthusiasm is fabulous.  And his beard is great on my wet balls.  He grunts and moans out his pleasure at sucking a bigger cock.  He is jerking like crazy.

Suddenly he is off me and stands.  “Want my load?”  I lean in and am treated to the massive amount of semen of those under 40. 

He thanks me for both my dick and my willingness to take him as he zips up and leaves.

Deep Throater does one more round on my cock, but I know I’m not going to blow a load easily now.   I thank him and wish him good travels and head home for dinner, just as satisfied as if I’d fed him…