"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…