"Want a Third?"

 Near Home—April, 2025

Seeing Zane was terrific.  We had planned for it to be just us the first night and would drive into the nearest big city and incorporate others on Saturday. But we had to cut the weekend short.  The spot of blood from his longer than usual clean out (in icy water) reared its head again on his morning trip to the bathroom.  It hurt and bled.  He knew he shouldn’t take dick.  We were adult about it, got the money back from the no hot water motel for the second night and packed up the room.  We ate brunch together and each drove home, in opposite directions.

I got home mid-afternoon.  I still wanted sex.  I trolled the hook-up sites and found nothing of interest.  Lots of talk, of course, but no follow through.  I stopped and decided to go to the bookstore that night.  I go so often in the afternoon, so I was very curious what a Saturday night might bring.  It was the right choice…

 

The whole atmosphere is different.  The sexual tension in the air is much stronger than most afternoons.  There are no familiar faces, at least not at first.  A young man, built and hot, and wearing a knit hat, is stroking his ebony dick.  He sits in the back corner.  I nod to him and sit in my usual chair which is in front of him.  Across from Knit Hat is a white man, approaching 40, who is totally naked.  He is lusting after both videos, looking at first one and then the other, his seven-incher throbbing red and angry.  On the other wall, are two men, both in their 50’s.  One of them looks vaguely familiar.  The light of the video screen makes his shaved head very shiny.  Neither are doing anything more than groping themselves occasionally.

I sit and haul out my cock.  I stroke.  I am pleased that the sight of my cock, causes the two men to my right to take their dicks out, too.  Now all of us in the room are priming the pump.

I stroke.  A new scene of rough ass fucking starts on the straight screen.  The guy with the shaved head strokes faster.  Then, without bothering to put his cock away, he stands up and comes over to me.  “May I?” he mutters.

I nod and he goes to his knees.  This makes everyone in the room stroke faster, as they watch the live porn.  This guy is great with my bigger dick.  He really knows how to open his mouth.  His tongue is fat and I love the feel of it on my cock.  He gets me drooling precum very fast.

“Lick my balls…” I murmur.

He does.  That fat tongue is all over them.  I sigh.  He lifts them and tongues my cock ring. Then up and over the balls, snaking his way up my shaft to swallow me down. 

He strokes himself constantly.  I love watching him, he is so cock hungry.  And he’s making my dick feel great.  Suddenly he stands up.  “You want it?”  He’s about to explode.  I open my mouth as I lean forward and he shoots a massive load the moment he gets inside me.  I swallow repeatedly.  Then clean him up.  I hold his balls so he can’t move until I finish.

He takes off.  This scene has galvanized Knit Hat. He stands up and, with his pants around his ankles, hobbles over to me.  “Take mine, too.”  I lean forward and he fucks his ebony dick into my mouth.  He pumps, maybe twice, before he blows an even bigger load than the first guy.  It’s incredibly hot to have them fill my mouth so close together.  Knit Hat grunts and holds stock still as he unloads.  I grab his balls too, but he makes no move to evade the clean up my tongue wants to do.

I let him go.  He pulls up his pants and goes out the door.

“Want a third?”

It’s the naked man.  He has increased his stroking as he watched the two loads blown in my mouth.  I get up and kneel in front of him.  He doesn’t shoot instantly.  I take his seven inches deep into my throat.  I work him hard.  It turns me on that the remnants of two load have to still be on my tongue as it licks this third dick.

He moans.  I move to his balls.  “Fuck,” he groans.  “I…” I instantly move up to his cock again and it begins to gush.  He’s not a spurter, it just flows out of him.  I clean up his cock as he squirms. 

I sit back down as he dresses.  I can’t believe I just took three loads in less than 15 minutes from the time the first one shot.  I look to the last remaining man.  He has no interest in me—just the gaping, well fucked ass on the screen.  Naked guy goes out, punching my shoulder by way of a thank you.  Soon the last remaining man gets up and leaves.  I am alone in the room.  I am not sure for how long.  I like the porn, and I am still high with the jizzjoy of the three loads.

I stroke.  I enjoy the aftertaste of the cum.

Maybe fifteen minutes later a biker comes in.  He is my age, with shoulder length hair.  He sits in the opposite corner from where Knit Hat sat, on the other side of the gay screen.  Soon he pulls off his boots and Levi’s.  His cock is long and thin when it eventually hardens up.

“Let me suck you,” he says.

I stand up and feed him my dick.  He’s horrible at it.  I tell him to cover his teeth.  He doesn’t.

“Like this,” I say and show him how to do it.  He wilts in my mouth. 

I stand up and offer mine again.  But he’s just as bad, making no effort.  I sigh and sit down.  In ten minutes, I am alone again.

On His Phone, the man who is constantly on his mobile while he’s here, comes in.  We nod to each other.  We have shared a man’s ass a number of times, but nothing else.  He texts.  I stroke.

On His Phone seems to have found a live one.  In ten-minutes time, a handsome guy comes in the door.  He walks directly to OHP, kneels and sucks his cock.  He may even get him off, I can’t tell.  The two of them go out to the parking lot.

I stroke. 

Knit Hat returns.  Seemingly he was hanging out in his car until he was hard again.  He sits to the right of me this time, near the main door.

And suddenly it opens.  It’s Road Worker.  He sits between the two of us.  In moments he strips down to his socks, tossing his clothes under the chair.  His lithe, worked out body glows in the video light.

The two younger men are eying each other.  Knit Hat stands up and stands to the side of Road Worker’s chair.  RW begins to suck him, beating his own meat hard and fast.  I get up and take RW’s cock into my mouth.  He knows it’s me and welcomes me by rubbing my head, never stopping his own sucking of the black dick in his mouth.

On His Phone comes in, and comes over to the threeway in progress.  He stands to the side and is determined to bring his dick back to life.  RW is precumming like crazy.  Knit Hat is moaning. 

Road Worker pulls off him.  “Okay boys, fuck me.”  He stands up and kneels on his chair, jutting his slim ass out.  I look at Knit Hat.  He sticks his cock back into RW’s mouth.  OHP isn’t hard yet.  I grease up and slide in.  No rimming here.  He wants dick and I know it.

He grunts his approval as my cock splits him open.  Knit Hat’s eyes grow wide as I start to pump into him.  Road Worker is one the tightest holes I fuck.  I pant.  Road Worker makes hot sounding groans around the cock in his mouth.  OHP jerks.

I turn to him and indicate I’d share.  He shakes his head.  He’s not hard.  I fuck RW faster.  Knit Hat begins to face fuck Road Worker.  We fuck in almost the same rhythm.  I love to see him have two cocks in him at once.

“Oh, fuck…”  Knit Hat begins to cum.  The first blast must go into Road Worker’s mouth.  RW pulls away from the shooting He stands up.  I know that he’s shooting—I can hear the splat on the floor.  Knit Hat, with jizz all over his cock moves away.  I know what I need.  I go to my knees and take his KH’s dripping cock into my mouth.  He moans and drizzles the rest of his load into me.  And I fire off my pent-up seed between his feet…