Near Home—October, 2024
I actually waited a couple of days before
I had more sex. My week had started with
Keith and the devil’s dick in the playroom on Sunday. Then the next day was spent sucking off almost
all the men present at the bookstore. But
I knew I was coming up on a two-week time frame where sex would be impossible. After all, didn’t I need to stockpile some stories
for these pages?
So, on Thursday, off I went.
There were three very different play
events. All had similar actions, of
course, but each had a very different mood…
Part One: Used.
I go in and find my usual seat in the all-in-one
theatre. The first person I see is the
Voyeur. We nod. The Talker is also here, actually with his
dick out. He is being sucked by a young
Mexican I have not seen before. Sitting beside
the Voyeur, is the sandy haired man with the big hot ass I’d sucked and fucked fairly
recently. He nods to me. As I do back.
The Voyeur gives his seat companion that ‘buddy you’re in luck’ punch to
his bicep.
I go over. I
kneel and start sucking Sandy Hair’s cock.
It’s a thick cock head, that really fills the throat. He lifts me off his dick for a moment, so he
can ditch his pants and underwear to his ankles. I go back to sucking and add a finger on my left
hand idly plays around his pucker. We
both know that it will be my cock in there before the afternoon is over.
I take Sandy Hair to the root. My finger finds it’s way inside him at the
same moment. He moans and writhes. The Voyeur reaches over and begins playing
with his nipples, even though the tee is in the way. I begin finger fucking him in earnest when I
realize it makes his pre-cum drool. I
swallow it all.
I come up for air.
“You ready for more than a finger?” I murmur.
He is.
I disengage and stand up. So does he, stripping off all his clothes but
his athletic shoes. The Voyeur pulls me
aside. “He was just saying to me that he
hoped you’d show up today. And here you
are…”
I grin. It’s
nice to be wanted.
The now naked man walks over to my chair and kneels in
it. I kneel behind him and sink my face
into the cleft between his full ass cheeks.
He’s hot and moist. He groans the
moment my tongue connects. I drill into
him and spit, spreading it around with my tongue. I pull back and do it again.
“Get that cock in him,” I hear the Voyeur say above
me. I am also aware his long, thin and
very black cock is in Sandy Hair’s mouth.
I burrow into his now wetter ass once more. I lick him out. He begins moaning around the cock in his
mouth.
I stand up. The
Talker and the Mexican have joined the Voyeur in watching me rim Sandy
Hair. As I slap my hard dick on his full
butt, the Voyeur pulls out of Sandy Hair’s mouth and the Talker stuffs his dick
in its place. At the same moment, I
glide into him.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” he mumbles around the cock lodged in his
throat. I stand still, fully inside him. I begin a slow fuck. The Talker matches my tempo, fucking his
mouth at the same pace. Sandy Hair is moaning
non-stop now. I reach below him and find
his cock leaking excessively. I pull out
and smear his precum on my cock. I tell
him just what I’m doing.
The Talker pulls out.
“Your turn,” he says to the Mexican, who eagerly sticks his dick in
Sandy Hair’s mouth. Sandy Hair takes the
new dick ravenously. He wants to used—and
is loving it. I pick up the tempo of the
fuck. The three men do a rotation in his
mouth; the Voyeur going back in as the Mexican pulls out, afraid he’ll shoot. My hand comes down on his left ass
cheek. It makes a sharp sound that fills
the small room.
I pull out. I
go to my knees and taste the hole I’ve just been fucking. Fuck, I love how different a used hole feels
on my tongue. He is a wonderful self
luber and extremely wet. I eat his ass
again while he takes turns on the three dicks on offer for his mouth. I get my fill and stand up.
I slide in.
“Pound him good,” from the Talker.
“Use that big ass,” from the Voyeur.
The Mexican just pants as his cock is sucked for the second
or third time.
I begin really pumping. My balls are slapping his wet ass, in coemption
with the same sound coming from the screen in front of us.
“Breed him,” says the Talker as he moves into Sandy
Hair’s mouth.
I think I might.
I have rarely shot so fast, but this is hot.
“Oh fuck,” says the Voyeur. “Let me have him.”
The men change places and Sandy Hair is fed the Voyeur’s
load. I slam into him two or three more
times. My cock spasms and expels what
feels like a single dollop of seed.
I pull out and lick his ass once more.
But Sandy Hair has had enough. He makes a move on the chair and I let him
stand. I hug him from behind as the
Voyeur hugs him from the front. He has
seed from both of us and is really, really happy…
*
Next time—Part Two:
Buddy Fuck.
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