Monday, April 28, 2025
A Creamy Reunion with Zane
Saturday, April 26, 2025
"Daddy is a Cock Sucker..."
Near Home—April, 2025
Out of the blue, a man
that I had fucked repeatedly ten years or so ago resurfaced. He contacted me and told me he had graduated
to fisting. He sent me pictures. And video after video. Would I like to re-unite? I told him I would and we set a date.
As the day arrived. I got
the dreaded text. No matter how hard he
tried, his clean out was not working.
Could we postpone? We could. I had set the entire day aside for him, so I
was at loose ends. Of course, my hard
dick led me to the bookstore…
I walk into the dark
room. The cocksucking couple is here. There is also a guy just doing up his pants. I assume that one or the other of them has
gotten him off. I sit and haul out my
meat. Shaved Head is right there to be
my first suck of the day. He goes to his
knees and gets my cock drooling. I am
even luckier that Shy One seems to really get turned on by this. He comes over the instant his partner gets up
and gives me even better head. (Some day,
I want to give him my load, but it will never be in the first 20 minutes there….which
is when they routinely do me.) Then the
unexpected happens, Shaved Head comes back for round two. When his knees tire, the couple takes
off. This leaves me with one man—who is
far more interested in his phone than either the porn or me. He takes off soon after.
I am left alone for a
very long time. The porn is good. I am optimistic that others will turn up,
though it is a mid-weekday and I have no idea if that will be the case. I stroke.
The porn actually improves with a new video. I am quite content.
And slowly the men start
to arrive. After being alone for about
30 minutes, there are now six of us here.
And a blowjob is already happening between two guys on my right. My attention is drawn to a mixed-race man in
his late 30’s. He has a bearish build. He
has taken his cock out the moment he sat down.
He sits to the side and happily strokes to both the gay and the straight
videos.
I glance over at him
again. He takes his hand off his cock,
exposing a very wet and glistening five-incher.
He makes a hand gesture, meaning his cock is all mine if I want it.
And I do. I go over and kneel. “So the hung daddy is a cocksucker,” he
whispers. I start with his balls. They reek of sweat in the best possible
way. I can only lick the top of the sack
as they are mostly in his underwear. He
stops me and pulls them out. I lick them;
I take them individually in my mouth. His
cock drools as I do it. Occasionally I
come up for a quick lap of his precum and coat his balls with it.
He groans and tells me my
tongue feels great.
Only now do I really
concentrate on his cock. It is average
in girth and short enough to not ever cut off my air. I begin to lick up the shaft. I toy with his piss slit with my tongue and
then deep throat him. Over and over.
His breathing changes. “Suck me, fucker,” he moans. “So good…”
I go back to his balls
for a second. As my tongue works up his
shaft, my left hand holds the hairy wet ball sack. I give him the tiniest squeeze and am
rewarded with a pearl of precum.
He pants.
I take him to the root. Repeatedly.
The panting continues.
“Suck it!” he
hisses. His big hand comes up and holds
me down on his cock. He pumps up into my
mouth. If his cock was bigger, I’d choke. Instead, it’s hot as fuck as he fucks my
face. He slows down…and releases
me. I pull off him. I drool all the saliva mixed with precum in
my mouth. It is a lovely white cascading
down the light chocolate colored cock.
I lick it all up.
He moans.
He holds my head again,
bucking up into my face. “You want my
load, dontcha?” I can only make the tiniest
affirmative sound with the cock in my mouth.
He let’s me go. I grab a breath
and go back down on him on my own. Repeatedly.
“Here it is…take it!”
I can feel his cock
expand. Instantly I am treated to a huge
load of cum. He can’t seem to stop
spurting. I can’t quite keep up. I swallow all I can, but I find there is a small
pool of jizz on his ball sack. I clean
it up as he writhes in his seat.
I keep cleaning him up
until his breathing calms down. I stop
and look up at him. “Damn…” he whispers
and puts his cock away. I stand up and sit
next to him. Sometime during the blow job,
the Voyeur arrived and is sitting across from us, stroking his cock, obviously
having watched most of it. The Bear nods
to him and says, “He’s really good…”
The Voyeur grins. “Oh, I know…”
I move to the Voyeur’s
cock as the bear watches me swallow the Voyeur’s long, thin cock, before
slapping the Voyeur’s shoulder and heading out the door…
Thursday, April 24, 2025
The Blond in the Corner
Near Home—April, 2025
The
first Saturday afternoon of the month. A
busy bookstore…
I walk into the video theatre. My usual seat is taken. All the seats in the row are full of men,
groping themselves or outright stroking.
I find a seat off to the side, where I can still see both screens with
just a turn of my head. I sit and look
around the room. No one I recognize is
here. I haul out my junk.
Heads turn. Some smirk.
Some look at it with lust. But no
one moves to do anything with it. Not
even the guy in his 50’s who is totally naked and sitting in my usual
chair. The door opens. A white man in his 70’s enters. He holds the door for a man who looks even
older who is using a walker. He sees the
full seating, hesitates a moment and sits right next to me.
He sits with effort and
tries to get the walker out of the way.
He looks at my dick. Stares.
“That’s a beauty.”
I nod.
Moments later, as I pause
stroking to take a swig from my bottle of water, his hand reaches out and
grasps my cock. Not tight. Lovingly.
His smooth, very soft, hands stroke it.
“This is the cock everybody
wants,” he whispers.
The man who let him in
the door had found a seat on the other side wall. Now he comes over to us. “May I?”
He doesn’t wait for a
response. He bends over and takes me
into his mouth. Well, the top third of
my cock. But his tongue feels good and
the guy in the walker hasn’t moved his hand.
I get a nice combo of head and hand.
I fleetingly wonder if they are partners.
The man sucking
straightens up. He can’t stay bent for
long. He finds a seat closer to us. I get a little more full-length stroking from
the guy with the walker before I excuse myself; the fully naked man is gesturing
for me to join him.
I stand in front of
him. He gives me the head I crave. Taking every inch and with great tongue work as
he pulls back up the shaft. He keeps it
up, sure that I will blow my load any minute.
I don’t.
“You gonna fuck me, then?”
I nod. He scootches down in the seat and raises his
legs. I would need to do incredibly deep knee bends
to make that position work. “Get on all
fours,” I tell him.
He sighs, but obeys. I hunker down and tongue his butt. I get no response from him at all. So I don’t linger. I stand up and push into his wet pucker. Now he gasps.
He is moaning on every thrust. Telling
me to breed him. Telling me to fill him
with my cum. The two sentences are on
repeat. He keeps moaning and babbling.
Suddenly he pushes back at
me and puts one foot on the floor. I disconnect.
He stands up. I touch my cock. He’s not dirty, but whatever he deep lubed
himself with, before his arrival, is rank.
I go wash.
When I come back into the
room there is a new arrival sitting kitty-corner from me, tucked into the
corner by the gay screen. He lowers the median
age of the room significantly. He is a
lithe blond, wearing nothing but flimsy running shorts. His pile of clothes can be seen under his
chair. He nods to me. I nod back.
He takes his cock out. He jerks and his dick grows to bigger than
average. He nods again.
I get up and go
over. I kneel and begin sucking his
cock. After a few moments his erection
begins to wilt. I stand up and feed him
mine. His cock instantly gets hard again
as he gives me head. He is pretty good—obviously
loving what he’s doing.
We are suddenly joined by
the fully naked guy. He sucks the young
blond. The big cock goes down again. So the naked guy stands up and offers his
dick to the guy. He now has two cocks to
serve. He hardens right back up as he licks
first one and then the other of us.
Julian, the fat-assed blond,
comes in. Finally someone I know. He goes to his knees to suck. This time, the young blond is so distracted
by serving alternating dicks in his mouth he stays hard. His mouth is busy and the fully naked guy and
I are both enjoying bumping cockheads in his mouth.
He stops and looks around
at the three men playing with him. “I
need to get fucked.”
That seems to let fully
naked out of the running. Julian stands
up and pulls off his pants, leaving on nothing but a black tee. “Get on all fours,” he says and he finds lube
in his trousers before ditching them in a vacant chair. The blond hands him a condom. Julian rolls his eyes at me, but puts it
on. And fucks into the Blond Boy’s perky
ass. The younger man groans. And then just takes it. It’s a hard fucking. It is the first time I have seen Julian
top. I know he’s vers, but he’s always
eager for me inside him.
Julian plows away. My own cock is drooling at the sight. I pull out a Magnum and roll it on. As Julian pulls out, I push the Blond Boy
back down into the chair. My
significantly larger cock makes him gasp.
And jerk his own dick. The fully
naked guy comes back uses Blond Boy’s mouth again. This makes him stop jerking himself, but not
from moaning. Julian strokes his dick, knowing
he’ll be getting the same treatment soon, though without the latex.
Another guy asks Fully
Naked for the blond’s mouth. He gives
way. But Blond Boy can’t take it. He erupts with a huge load that covers the
chair seat and wets his running shorts.
He beats a hasty retreat to the restroom. I find it thoughtful that Fully Naked mops up
the spilled cum off the seat with a towel that has magically appeared from
under his chair.
“Take that stupid rubber
off and fuck me,” whispers Julian in my ear.
I toss it on the floor as he kneels in the chair next to the one that
just got coated with sperm. His full ass
is in my face as I kneel and eat out his hole.
“This is gonna be a short
fuck,” I tell him as I stand up. My cock
really liked the scene that has just unfolded today. I push into his warm hole. Julian sighs contentedly and grabs his own
dick. He jerks, just like Blond Boy, as
I fuck.
“You know I want your
load…” he groans.
“Any minute now,” I tell
him, breathing hard. I love that the
older men in the room are all watching our fuck. No one cares about the porn.
“Do it,” he hisses.
And I am there. I empty my balls into him. I marinate in him for a long moment. As I pull out, Julian cleans me up, starting
with some stray cum on my balls…
Tuesday, April 22, 2025
Mixing the Loads
Near Home—April, 2025
I went to the bookstore
on the first Thursday of the month. As I
don’t usually go on that day of the week, I wasn’t sure if it was an active day
or not. I found a bunch of reliable
fuckbuds looking to play…
I nod to Shy One, sitting
near the entrance. He nods back. I see his partner sitting near the gay
screen. I sit in my usual chair and look
around. I see three or four men I don’t
know and three or four I do. Shaved Head
gets up the moment I have my cock out and hard.
He gives me the first head of the day.
He remembers to lick my balls. I
notice, in the darkest corner, Kieran, the married guy with a great mouth, is
here. I am hoping he will use his skills
on me, but he seems slightly put out that another man is on my dick.
Shaved Head finishes
up. His knees have lasted a little
longer than usual. He joins Shy One and
the couple go out the door for a late lunch.
A man who looks familiar gets up from over near Kieran. He walks towards me and I think he’s about to
suck me, but he walks past my seat and sits in the chair off to the side behind
me. I hear him unzip and the
unmistakable sound of a slick hand on a wet dick.
I give him another moment
before I turn and look at him. He is a
handsome guy, likely in his 50’s, who in his prime obviously frequented the gym. His arms are huge, his chest defined and the
t-shirt he wears only enhances the look of them. As I look back at him, his hand leaves his
dick, inviting me to take over. I get up
and kneel in front of him. I take his
slightly larger than normal cock into my mouth.
He sighs and I begin to pleasure him.
I spend a fair amount of
time on his head and shaft before I move to his big, low hangers. He groans the moment my tongue touches them. I bathe them with my spit before licking them
clean. As I work up his shaft again, he
grabs his own balls and gives them a twist.
Well, fuck, this is the guy I christened Gym Built who loves his balls
manhandled. I haven’t seen him in a year
and half, so never in this new space. I
take his balls in hand and slowly work them progressively harder as I continue
sucking his cock.
I hear the door open, but
don’t bother to look up. Whoever comes
in walks behind me and stops, then moves to the chair next to Gym Built. I hear the guy unzip and the sound of pants
coming all the way off. I look up. It’s Cute College Kid getting naked.
I stand up, giving my
knees a break. CCK kneels in front of me
and sucks my cock. I am standing right
next to Gym Built, so after he’s gotten me good and wet, I gently push him
towards Gym Built’s dick. CCK happily goes back and forth between the two hard,
drooling cocks. I notice that CCK is on
all fours; his small naked ass jutting out behind him. The next time he switches to Gym Built, I
move behind him and begin rimming his hot little hole as he sucks. Gym Built groans at the visual. CCK moans at a tongue invading his ass. I keep spitting and tonguing it deep into his
ass.
The door opens and in
comes Julian, the likely 40-ish, hot blond I have used here so often. He sees me eating ass and smirks. And takes off all his clothes. He sits and watches the three of us, stroking
himself hard.
I move up from Cute
College Kid’s ass to sharing Gym Built’s cock and balls. I work GB’s balls when it’s not my turn to
suck. CCK eyes the ball manipulation,
but doesn’t try it. The idea of two men
working his dick and having his balls pulled and crushed all at the same time
is too much for Gym Built. He starts to
shoot. CCK is right there to get most
of the load. He pulls my head down so I
can taste some of the jizz as well.
Everybody is very happy…
Gym Built pulls himself
together as CCK and I kiss.
“Come suck my dick,”
Julian whispers from where he’s sitting.
CCK crawls over. Once again, he
makes sure to have his ass out. I move
to lick his ass, very aware I have some of Gym Built’s cum in my mouth. I get his hole good and slippery as CCK takes
Julian to the root.
I move so my cock slaps
Cute College Kid’s ass. He moans. My cockhead finds his wet pucker. CCK twists away. I am surprised, but realize he might not have
prepped for a fuck this trip. Instead, I
stand up and push my cock into Julian’s mouth.
All three of us are cock
hungry. CCK stands up and offers his
dick to Julian so that he can go back on forth between our cocks. I finally go to my knees and suck Julian as he
continues with CCK in his mouth. All
three of us constantly change from sucker to suckee and back again. It’s fluid.
And hot.
I have ended up on my
knees, tucked into the corner of the back wall.
The two of them are standing, taking turns in my mouth. Cute College Kid suddenly pushes in while I
am sucking Julian. Their cockheads touch. CCK thrusts a little to bang his smaller cock
into Julian’s cock head repeatedly, all while my tongue is trying to work both
of them. It’s too much for him. CCK explodes, coating Julian’s cock. It drips down my throat for a millisecond before
my tongue is cleaning him and licking all his seed off the other dick. He pulls out, every cock nerve on edge. He grins and begins to get dressed.
“Use that cum for my
hole,” Julian mutters. He pulls away and
kneels on a chair. There is not much
left in my mouth, but I love the thought.
I move behind him and eat him out, spitting the viscid spittle on his
ass. My tongue pokes it deep. He is panting at the idea of being lubed up
with CCK’s cum. I hear him jerking
himself as I rim him deeply. Making him
very wet.
I need to fuck. Right now.
I stand up and insert my cock. It
glides into his ass. There was more jizz
in my mouth than I realized. “Fuck…” I hiss.
“Damn…” groans
Julian. “You feel even bigger.”
And maybe I am, it has
been such a hot session.
I begin to fuck. I try to start slow. But I can’t keep it that way. “I could blow any minute,” I mutter.
“Do it! Seed me good!!”
I pick up the paste. The sounds of my wet crotch pounding into him
fill the room. I fleetingly wish Cute
College Kid had hung around to see the breeding. Maybe I could get him to felch…
And that thought does
it. I unload. Blast after blast. I flood Julian’s ass. And I love knowing it’s not just my cum up
his butt…
Sunday, April 20, 2025
Happy Easter!
Yesterday’s post was rather a downer, so here is some Easter cheer.
I would like to thank an online acquaintance who calls
himself PupHawaii. Many of the pictures
I have re-posted the last few years were great shots he found and collated off
the web. Thank you!
Saturday, April 19, 2025
Maximum Impact
My Playroom—March, 2025
On the last day of March,
Braydon, the cum pig who loves to take loads at the bookstore, came to my
playroom instead. We had talked about him
coming back here before, but the lure of involving other men in the scene was
too strong and we’d always settled on the bookstore.
Braydon asked if the bookstore
was still selling Maximum Impact, with the recent crackdown on poppers. I said I didn’t know for sure as I never look
at that particular display cabinet when I buy my ticket. I told him I had a can left by another man
who either didn’t like it or couldn’t take it home—and Braydon was welcome to
it.
Maximum Impact is often
likened to poppers. It’s not the same,
at least to me. Poppers cause euphoria
for mere seconds (that perhaps seems longer).
The one time I tried MI, it made time stand still. I couldn’t move for what seemed like very
long minutes. That may be a good thing
for a bottom, but for a top in the middle of thrusting it was horrible. I never took another huff.
I had also been around a
guy at IML who mixed poppers and MI and he kept passing out, scaring the rest
of the group. I can still see him sliding
down the pole of the sling frame where he’d been standing into an inert puddle
on the floor. His partner was not
worried at all and kept fucking the bottom du jour…
Braydon strips in the
playroom. I ditch my robe. He kneels and takes a deep whiff of my
jock. I have worn the most fragrant of
the current three on rotation. He mouths
the rough fabric. My cock thickens. Soon, it is down his throat. He pulls off me, sprays some MI on a
washcloth he’s brought and huffs it, then takes me back into his mouth. He freezes up. I fuck his face for a moment, but he’s not
able to pay attention to covering his teeth.
I pull out before I’m really hurt.
When the spray wears off, he sucks me again, back to his usual self.
The fuck bench is still
in the flat table position, left over from when Jaylen was here. I suggest he gets up on it. Braydon kneels on all fours. I kneel and begin to tongue fuck his
hole. He groans and tells me it feels
great. He sprays and huffs. He is now silent. Frozen.
Not responsive. I stand up and
fuck. It seems to time with the MI
wearing off. He moans and says something
about being full. He sprays, huffs and
is gone again. I keep fucking.
When he’s back with me I
pull out and bring my wet cock to his mouth.
He cleans me. He huffs and I fuck
him a second time. I fuck him harder. When he seems back to reality, I tell him not
to huff, I want him to clean my cock again.
He either ignores me or doesn’t hear me.
He huffs and I know he can’t use his mouth.
I grab the Ballistic Butt
Bomb off the convenient new shelf unit loaded with the new toys. I grease it and work it into Braydon. He gives me no response. I add my dick, fucking on top of the thin
shaft, my cock head banging into the stainless-steel ball. This gets a slight murmur before another
round of spray.
I use the Seahorse. Braydon’s hole takes it. He makes no sound at all.
“You okay?” I ask.
I get a grunt and carry
on. I fuck—just my dick in his stretched
hole. I pull out and grab the eggheaded
dildo. I work it in and add my
cock. I get no feedback. I ask repeatedly if he’s okay.
“I’m fine,” he finally
tells me.
“Let’s move to the sling.”
No response.
“Let’s use the sling.”
Nothing.
“The sling.”
It sinks in and he gets
up shakily and I help him get into it. I
rim. He huffs. He is gone by the time I stand up to
fuck. His face is vacant. I keep going as he slowly comes back to
reality. He takes more.
I stop fucking and find
the black butt plug. He twists away from
this, unable to verbalize—though he has taken bigger toys. I wait until he seems to be back to
reality. “Do you want to eat my ass?” I
ask, knowing how much he loves this.
“I’m fine…”
“To do me? Or to lie there?”
“I’m fine…”
I have reached my
limit. I might as well be jerking off in
a human fleshlight.
I eat his hole
again. I stand up and fuck him. I fake an orgasm. I don’t pull out of his ass until he halfway
returns to reality. I take the can away
from him and toss it on the bed behind me.
I let him sober up.
“I shot my load,
sorry. I needed to get off, I guess.”
He looks puzzled.
I help him out of the
sling.
He showers.
He feels something is off. But I am too angry to trust myself to put it
into words. I make him take the can of
Maximum Impact home and out of my house.
He gives me one last puzzled look as he leaves…
*
Maximum Impact has joined
the list of hard drugs I will not allow in my playroom or in the guys who come
for a fuck. I want human interaction
while I play. That’s why I love the
sling. We are face to face and I can see
what you are feeling and vice versa.
Braydon use to read the
blog. I don’t know if he still
does. I hope he reads this so we can
talk…
Thursday, April 17, 2025
Covered in Cum
Near Home—March, 2025
My Friday afternoon, detailed
in the last post, was so much fun I went back the next day…
I sit in my usual chair. There are half a dozen men here. I don’t interrupt any action happening, but
there is an electricity in the air. I
sit, take out my dick and wait to see what will happen. The guys are restless; every few minutes they
change seats. But their cocks don’t come
out.
I make eye contact with a
cubby young man. He gives me the nod. I return it.
But he doesn’t move. I wait a
moment. As I start to get up, the door
opens. In walks a straight couple, the
first I have seen here at the new video viewing area all in one room. The men all shift in their seats. Did they know they were coming? Is that what I picked up on?
The couple sit together on
the side wall to my right. They are at
least in their 60’s and maybe older. He
is out of shape and she has not aged well either. All right. I’ll say it. She is downright ugly. They sit and look at the straight porn. To a man, except for the cubby guy and the
husband, the other men in the room all take out their dicks.
All eyes watch the couple
watch the video. They don’t touch each
other. Once, the husband adjusts his
likely hardening cock inside his pants. She
is restless. She reaches over and
squeezes his bulge. He looks at her and
she retreats. Four minutes later she
does it again. This time he points at a
guy sitting next to her. She reaches to
him instead and begins to masturbate him.
Soon she is leaning down and sucking his cock. She gets the load. Quickly.
She moves on to number
two. I know this guy. I have given him many a blow job myself—and been
complimented on my skills. But he is all
about an actual woman, never mind the fact that she is anything but
attractive. She sucks him. He has her strip before she sits back in her
chair and he licks her withered loins.
He fucks her. But doesn’t shoot.
The dynamic between the
husband and wife is odd. Every time I
have seen a man bring a woman to a situation like this, the man’s eyes are glued
to his woman having sex with a stranger.
It’s the reason he does it—to create his own personal porn for his
enjoyment. Not this guy. He watches the video, not her, and keeps trying
to get himself hard.
He must get there, for the
third man in her mouth is her husband.
He gets off and goes to sit across the room. Watching the screen, not his busy wife.
She does a fourth man
orally and gets the load.
Now she’s back to the guy
I know. She sucks him. He licks her.
He fucks her. He pulls out so she
can swallow the load. The moment it has
happened the husband stands up. He
points to me.
“I want that big one,”
she nods in agreement.
I tell her I’m fine. She looks hurt, but gets dressed. She’s taken the load from everyone there but
me and the cubby guy. Once dressed they
are out the door. The other men, all of who
had stayed to watch the show after they shot, take off as soon as the couple
leave.
Cubby guy nods to me
again. He goes to sit around the corner
so the rest of the room can’t see him easily.
Not that anyone else is in here. I
get up and sit next to him. He’s opening
his fly after unbuttoning his shirt. He
has a wonderfully hairy chest. My hand
runs up and down the furry pelt. He goes
to his knees and sucks my cock. He’s
good. I ruffle the hair on his head.
The door opens. We hear it, we can’t see it or be seen, but in
a flash, he is back in his chair, covering his crotch. A lanky guy, likely in his 50’s, comes
in. He comes around the corner, sees us
and kneels in front of me.
“Suck that big dick,”
says the Cub. “Take his cum…” He opens his fly and begins to jerk to me
getting head, seemingly not put out at all that his role has been usurped.
This new guy has a
wonderful mouth. It is big and roomy, hot
and wet and his tongue is all over me. The
Cub jerks faster. He keeps up a play by
play of the blowjob.
“Take him deep like
that. Is he dripping? I bet he is.
Lick his nuts. Feel the load
churning in there for you…” On and on. But it’s hot.
All three of us are turned on.
Soon, I can tell the Cub is
going to shoot. “Take his load,” I tell
my cocksucker, “and come back to me.”
His eyes look up at me as
he pulls off my cock. He grins and scoots
over to the Cub not needing to get up at all.
He takes the young man deep in his mouth—and the Cub shoots. Instantly.
It goes on and on. The Cub squirms
in delight. The cocksucker must be getting
every last drop before he knee-walks back to me.
He grabs my cock and begins
to drool the Cub’s cum all over my dick.
There is a lot. It is really hot to watch it cover me and drip to my
balls. The Cub is breathless with surprise. I am so fucking turned on, my cock
aches. The cocksucker begins to lick it
all off. Swallowing it down.
“Give him your load…” the
Cub whispers. “I want to see you cum.”
I am close. The unexpected cum bath has really got me
going. At that moment, the cocksucker
takes every inch of me. His throat
contract around my thick shaft…
And I give up my
load. Straight down his throat. I buck my hips up with the intensity of my
shooting, choking him. He takes it all—and
looks very happy as he pulls off me. He
begins cleaning my balls of cum. When my
nerve endings settle down, he cleans up my cock, too…
Tuesday, April 15, 2025
"Have You Licked a Guy's Ass?"
Near Home—March, 2025
I waited six days to have
sex after my back-to-back days of rutting the week before. On the last Friday of March, I was in my
usual haunt. I parked around 1:30pm and
found a small group of men watching the porn…
I nod to Shy One as I
take my usual seat. Shaved Head, the
other half of the couple, is sitting behind me watching the gay porn. He gives me a few moments to get my dick out
and hard before he stands up and comes around in front of me. He touches my arm before going to his knees
and engulfing my dick with his mouth.
This excites the older
man sitting next to me. He is easily in
his 70’s and I have seen him around since I started coming here. He watches avidly, all but salivating, as my
cock disappears down Shaved Head’s throat. My eyes wander over the other men. There are two I don’t recognize. They watch the straight porn with an
occasional glance over to my blow job, the only live sex happening in the room. After a messy orgasm on the straight screen (with
barely any jizz hitting her open mouth) they both leave.
Shaved Head stands up. He gives my thigh an affectionate squeeze and
goes to sit next to his partner, who seems ready to go. The older man next to me, gurgles out “Nice cock.” He reaches for it and his soft hand strokes
the spit slicked shaft. But only for a
moment. It quickly goes lower and hefts
my balls. He groans. “Such big balls…” He can’t seem to stop fondling them. There are now only two other men in the room
beyond the two of us and the couple and they don’t seem to want to play. I enjoy his ball massage—he knows what he’s
doing—it is never hard or rough. His
fingers seem to love to trace along my hard metal cock ring one moment and then
find the soft, hairy skin of my scrotum the next. Back and forth. Lazy and sensual.
The two men leave. One at a time. The old man keeps fondling.
The gay couple has decided
to go home. They get to their feet as
the door opens. A hot white guy in his
30’s comes in. He walks past the four of
us and sits along the side wall, near the gay screen. He’s likely 5’8”, and thin with dark hair that
tumbles onto his brow. I realize I have
seen him before—I’ve actually sucked him off in the old twin theatre set up. He opens his jeans and pulls out a cock that
is long and very thin.
Well, the gay couple is
going nowhere now. Shy One does not live
up to his moniker—he moves right to the guy and kneels in front of him. The young guy smiles and leans back closing
his eyes. Shy One does all his tricks, I
can tell from across the aisle. It’s too
much for Shaved Head, sitting near the door.
He goes to join them. The couple pass
his dick from one to the other. I figure
that will do it for him and go back to the porn.
My ball fondler is
tired. He heads out the door. I look over at the young man, the couple is
still having a great work out on his dick, but I can tell they are impatient to
get this guy off in one mouth or the other.
They work tirelessly, but they can’t make him blow. They reluctantly stand up to leave. The young guy actually sits up and acknowledges
them with a muttered ‘thanks.’ The couple go out leaving the two of us.
We watch the different
screens. With occasional glances at each
other. On the third or fourth glance he
waves me over. “I remember you have a
good mouth…” I kneel in front of him. I lick his wet cock. My tongue cleans his piss slit. He easily slides down my throat. Repeatedly.
He asks me to pause. He stands and pushes his open jeans to the
floor. There is no underwear in
sight. His naked ass sits on the faux
leather chair. Now I can get to his balls
with ease. I do, tonguing them, licking
them, sucking them only when he tells me to do just that. He hunkers down in the seat. On any other man, I know that means to stick
a finger in his ass. But this guy? I drool some of my spit onto my middle finger
of my left hand. It finds his tight pucker. I make it wet. He moans encouragingly. I enter him for the first time. He pants.
His cock drools onto my tongue. I
begin a slow finger fuck. He moans. It opens his hole. I can finger him more easily. And it’s making his cock drool like
crazy. I lick and swallow.
“You’re gay, right?” he
asks.
I stop sucking and look
at him. Finger still deep in his
hole. “Mostly, yeah.”
“Have you licked a guy’s
ass?”
“Sure. I love to rim.”
He grins. “I’ve always wanted a guy to do that to me.”
I discreetly pull my
finger from his hole. Praying silently that
he cleaned his hole. He has. Spotless.
“Turn around and kneel on the chair.
He pauses to get totally naked first.
He turns and kneels. His ass is
slim, but gorgeous, with just the slightest curve. He’s hairless there but for a few strands
around his hole. I lean in and my tongue
licks across the pucker I have been fingering.
He gasps and grabs his cock. I bat
his hand away. I slowly lick up and down
his entire crack. He reaches for his
dick again, but thinks better of it. Now
I drill into his pucker.
“Oh, fuck…” he
mumbles. “That’s incredible.”
I mumble something, never
taking my tongue out of him. I pick up
speed. I lick and spit and drill it into
him. Just like I’m going to fuck
him. He is now grinding his ass into my
face. Pushing hard.
“Eat my ass,” he moans. His free hand smacks the back of the chair. “Lick
it, Fucker!” I keep tongue fucking him. We are both lost in the moment. I know I want my cock in him. And his hole is sopping wet…
“You want to get fucked?”
I whisper.
“Oh, shit…”
I pull back not sure of
his meaning. He stands and turns. “Let’s take a break, I don’t do that. And certainly not with a guy your size.”
He starts getting
dressed. I tell him I am happy to just
keep eating his hole. But the spell is
broken. Once he’s fully clothed, he walks
out the door.
I curse myself for asking
for more. I am alone in the theatre. My cock aching for release. The door open and
back he comes. “That was hot,” he says,
standing in front of me. “I freaked,
sorry.”
I nod.
“I can’t stop thinking
about your tongue licking me like that.”
He unzips and pulls out his long thin dick to show me just how hard it
still is. He moves and begins to fuck my
face. It’s over in a moment and I have a
belly full of hot young semen. He zips
up and mutters something as he goes out the door once again.
Well, fuck. I am now totally horned and there is
absolutely no one here.
I stroke.
The door opens. It is the young Latino who can’t stay
hard. He sits behind me to watch the gay
porn.
I jerk. Knowing I should just go home.
And the gay sex gods
smile on me. The door opens and a tall
white man, likely just 40, enters. His
head is shaved. He wears his leather
jacket like a second skin. His jeans are
tight and there is obviously a swollen cock crammed in there. He has motorcycle boots on his feet. He has the look of a big city gay guy—out of
place in west Michigan. He doesn’t ask,
he just kneels in front of me. And gulps
me down. And he’s just what I need. He takes me effortlessly to the root. Over and over.
Finally, he pulls off
me. “Tell me that you fuck with that
thing!”
I nod. He strips.
He can’t wait to get me inside him.
He kneels on my chair, totally naked but for socks. I surprise him by going to my knees and beginning
to rim him. It’s a huge contrast from
the hole I have just licked. One so
tight and all but virgin and this man who has had some serious mileage. His hole is ringed by rather puffy ass lips
before I even dig in. I make him gape
slightly in no time.
“Fuck, give me that dick!”
he whispers sharply.
I stand up. “I’m gonna fuckin’ load you!”
I push into him. He groans and grabs his own sizable
cock. He strokes himself in time to my
thrusts. “Fuck...fuck…fuck…” he keeps
murmuring. I am hammering into his ass
with little mercy. I need to get off and
I need to drop my load deep inside someone—and this guy is perfect for that.
“Fuck me with that big
cock, man.”
I speed up even more. I
can feel my balls tighten. “You want it?”
“Hell, yes!”
Once again, words take me
over the edge. I drain my balls deep in
his hot ass. I pull out carefully, loving
the look of my seed as it oozes out of those swollen ass lips…