Near Home—March, 2025
(This is the second half
of my afternoon at the bookstore. See
part one: Naked Bears and Road Worker’s Naked Ass.)
“Take my cum, ass hole…”
and I hold in place. I think I actually
do give Road Worker some semen, as I feel my big head swell even more. But it’s not the intense orgasm, not that
you’d know it from the way I’m grinding into him.
I pull out. Roughly.
He fingers his wet hole.
He’s suddenly all smiles. “Keep the poppers,” he says, as he gathers up
his clothes and races to the restroom.
The Choker goes instantly
to his knees. “Let me taste his ass on
your cock.” He gobbles me down, groaning as if he has just
sipped some classic vintage of wine. He
finally pulls off me. “That is the best,”
he mumbles, all but smacking his lips. We
watch as the departing Road Worker, now dressed, exits the room. “Such a whore…”
he smirks and goes for another taste of him on my dick.
Once I sit down again, the
Choker has another round on my cock and balls.
He can still taste Road Worker on my ball sack having thoroughly cleaned
my shaft. He sucks and licks and
swallows happily.
And a good thing. There is a lull. The bears and the young man take off after
watching me fuck Road Worker. New men
filter in slowly. No one exposes his
cock. At first. In twenty minutes or so we
have six or seven guys watching the porn and three are hard and stroking.
A larger guy in a flaming
red sweatshirt enters the room. He is
tall and carries his extra pounds well.
He is likely mid-30’s. He sits
next to a man a good deal older than me.
He reaches out to touch his hard dick.
The older guy stands up and indicates for Red Sweatshirt to follow him
into the restroom. They stay there for
10 minutes or so. I hear them come out
and only Red Sweatshirt comes back into the viewing area. He must have had success. He sits next to a guy his own age. His new quarry has no interest in him.
Ten minutes go by. RS gets up and sits next to me. He looks at my hard cock, shiny and achingly
erect.
“Wow…”
“Thanks.”
“I’d love to try sucking
that,” he whispers.
“Sure.”
“Here or the bathroom?”
“Here.”
He seems surprised. But game.
He pauses.
“The thing is…well, I
have only just started sucking dick. I
don’t know if I can take it.”
“The only way to learn is
to do it.”
He nods. Gets up.
And kneels in front of me. I let
go of my cock. His big hand reaches up and he take hold of me. With a death grip.
“Ease up. Caress it, don’t strangle it.”
He does. He leans forward and takes me in his
mouth. His tongue connects with my piss
slit. He’s a natural. But my girth and his teeth are an issue. I show him how to cover them. And he does—and it works. He begins to lick and suck—but is wary about
taking me too deep into his mouth.
He pulls off me. “Ok?”
I tell him I love his
tongue work. He beams.
I mention I like guys to
take my length, too. He looks worried.
“Try it.”
He does. And takes half of my cock before choking. He pulls off me panting. He is determined. He takes a deep breath and goes down on me
again. Another inch. He pulls out.
Pleased. A deep breath and
another inch goes down his gullet on the next try. He comes up panting and all smiles. “Almost there!” he grins. He does it again. Almost all of me. I touch the back of his head and he swallows
me to the root. And it feels great. I flex my cock head deep in his throat so he
can feel me. He groans, sending wonderful
vibrations all around my buried shaft.
He comes up for air. Panting and grinning. “I did it.”
“And it felt good.”
This makes his grin go
wider. “Let me do it again.”
This time he takes me in
one try. All the way down and he squeezes
me with his throat. I flex my cock head,
making it swell. He pulls up and tongues
the head by way of a thank you.
“Now my balls,” I tell
him.
He leans in and begins licking. His tongue feels great. He works diligently. He even lifts them and licks around my cockring
without instruction. Then he spoils it
by trying to Hoover both balls into his mouth at the same time. I wince.
He gets it and takes them one at a time.
That feels great. And I tell him
so.
He nods and takes the
other one into his mouth. When he’s done
there, he works slowly up the shaft and spends time with my juicing piss slit
before taking me to the root one more time.
He pulls off me. He looks up, unexpectantly.
“That felt great. I’m sorry I don’t shoot easily.”
He nods. “That’s okay.” He looks down at my cock and back up to my
face. “You taught me a lot.” He smiles.
“Thank you for helping me be a better cocksucker.”
My hand ruffles his head
in appreciation. “Practice makes
perfect.”
He nods—and in 15 minutes
he is down on another man—and getting the load…
*
The Choker sits next to me
after yet another session on my cock. We
watch a young man arrive. Good looking, short
dark hair and a bubble butt that fills his jeans. He sits on the other side of the Choker.
We watch porn. I stroke.
The young man kneads his mound. The
Choker watches the young man. “You want
that cock sucked?” he finally asks the guy.
He gets a shake of the
head.
“Then you should let me
eat your ass.”
I can’t believe it when
the young man stands up and drops his pants.
He juts his firm, round and youthful cheeks at us. The Choker goes to his knees and eats his
hole out until the guy is panting.
“Damn, you taste good,”
says the Choker on the only time he comes up for air.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” the young
man with the hot ass groans out. “I need
a cock in there.”
“That’s not me,” says the
Choker. “That would be him.” He points to me.
Hot Ass looks over at me. “I’m not sure I can take that, but I’ll try.”
I stand up. Hot Ass fishes in his pants and passes me a
condom for slim cocks. I shake my head
and pull out a Magnum. He kneels on the chair. I kneel behind him. I tongue his wet hole. The Choker has done a great job on opening
him up. I roll the condom down on my
cock as I lick and spit. I grease it up
as Hot Ass moans and tell me to fuck him.
I stand up and slide
in. He gasps. But takes it.
Even squeezes down on me. And
then does that annoying reach back to make sure I have the condom on. He grunts and now grabs his cock which must
have erected, which neither the Choker or I have seen.
I begin a steady fuck
rhythm. It is so odd to go back to latex
now. I miss the wetness on my dick. And the heat.
I can feel some, but not what I’m now used to.
“So good,” Hot Ass croons.
The Choker goes to his
knees beside us to watch the fuck at eye level.
I build. Harder.
Faster.
Hot Ass strokes in time
with my thrusts.
And it’s all over. He blows a huge load on the seats.
Hot Ass twists off my
cock. The Choker makes a move to suck me
and then remembers the condom. Hot Ass
mumbles something, pulls up his pants to his knees and goes off to the rest
room.
The Choker’s hand mops up
three fingers full of semen off the chair seat.
He licks himself clean as I roll off the condom…
We should all find a guy like Red Sweatshirt. Eager to learn and determined to please
ReplyDeleteI almost included these two segments in the previous post; they would have been summarized in a couple of sentences after the fuck of Road Worker. But I really thought Red Sweatshirt should have his moment. I love guys who realize that sex can have a learning curve like everything else in life.
DeleteYou are helping all of us with our man sex learning curve with every post that you make! :)
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