"Can I Ride That?"

 Near Home—April, 2025

I had so much fun with Julian and Cute College Kid on the first Friday of the month, I made the unusual choice of going back the next day.  I tried the evening.  I’d had one Saturday night that was terrific, and one with the loud-mouthed talker.  This one was just bad. 

I did get off; a large man, with a micro dick, had a great mouth.  But it was hours before he stopped looking at my cock and sucked it.  Likely what slowed him down was the sprinkling of men—all looking sad and tired—watching the porn.  Once he waited them out, he did what was needed. I really don’t need to say any more.  I have recorded it here only because it happened.

 

Near Home—April, 2025

I waited until the next Friday afternoon to go again.  Much more fun…

 

I walk into the darkened room.  The moment I am through the door I can hear the sounds of sex.  A man is breathing hard.  There is the slurp of a wet mouth on hard cock.  I make my way to my usual chair.  It is dark in here today.  My eyes adjust and I see the naked ass of a man on his knees.  He is servicing a man who I can’t quite make out as he’s slumped down in his chair.  There are a couple of other men in the room, jerking to the porn and to the real thing.  One of them is the Voyeur.

I take out my dick.  The guy getting head straightens up.  I know him.  He is an occasional top at the house party in Grand Rapids (where I called him Latin Top.)  He is also the one that likes me to play with his hole as he fucks.  He is in his late 30’s and hot.  He nods to me.  I nod back.  His cocksucker re-doubles his efforts on him.

Latin Top groans.  Then moves.  He gets up and comes over to me.  He is as naked as the man sucking him.  He grins and grabs my cock, before leaning over and devouring it.  The cocksucker watches.  Hoping, I think, I get added to the mix.  When I am good and wet, Latin Top turns and, guiding me with his hand, pulls me up on my feet and towards his ass.  My wet cock head prods his pucker.  It breaks through and he lets out a muffled moan—of pain not good sex.  He pulls off my imbedded cock, spins the cocksucker around and pushes his own large cock into the sucker’s bare ass.

He begins to pump into the man.  His right hand leaves the guy’s hips and touches his own ass cheek.  I know the signal.  I kneel and my tongue connects with the hole I was in so briefly.  I stay still and let him impale himself of my hardened tongue.  He moans again, this time in pleasure. 

I lube up a finger.  It goes into him on the next backstroke.  “Fuck…” he breathes.  He increases his fuck tempo, my finger never leaving his bubble butt.  I stand up.  I pull out and try again with my cock.  I go in.  Again, I don’t thrust, I let him impale himself on the back stroke.  He groans.  And takes it.

“Fuck, YES!” he growls out.

Suddenly he twists off me and out of the cocksucker’s ass.  He shoots all over the floor.  I am surprised, but happy to catch the last drip of cum off his cock.  He grins at me and, grabbing his clothes, heads to the bathroom.

The naked cocksucker, white, anywhere between 45 and 50, goes to the Voyeur.  He settles down in front of him, on all fours, pointing his ass right at me.  I take the hint.  My wet cock finds his much looser pucker.  It all but sucks me right in.  I fuck, hard enough to help him go deeper on the Voyeur’s dick.  The Voyeur is in heaven—getting head and watching a fuck right in front of him.

Suddenly, the cocksucker pulls off him.  “Just don’t cum in me,” he pants.

That statement can be a boner killer, but I am fine.  He said it before I am remotely close to shooting.  I grunt an affirmative and fuck him harder.

I finally pull out, my knees tired of the hard linoleum floor.  I sit back in my chair and stroke to the sucking of the Voyeur.  In moments he gives the guy his load.  I am pleased the sucker swallows and doesn’t spit.

He gets up and comes to me.  “Can I ride that?”

I nod.  He sits, back to me, and begins to bounce.  He ass feels terrific this way.  I swear it’s wetter than when I left it.   He fucks himself hard, slamming himself down on my big cock.  Over and over.  When he tires, he pulls off me and instantly bends to clean me up.  He likes the taste of his ass juices so much, he settles right down between my legs and sucks me for a long time.

We break.  He sits next to me and jerks his cock.  The sight of mine is just too much for him.  He gets up and rides me again, just as hard.  I expect to hear/feel him cum this time, but he doesn’t.  He finally stands up fully and once again sits next to me.

“I am so close to shooting…” he murmurs.

I go to my knees and suck his cock.  He moans; he really is close.  His cock is dripping huge amounts of precum.  He sighs and fires into my mouth.  He thanks me and finds his clothes…

The Voyeur had stayed to watch the first riding, but he’s long gone now.  Two other men have left as well.  The only man left can’t get off his phone.

I am surprised that I am fine with getting on home, not hanging around to see if someone new will want my load.  I am fine with saving it.  I have already decided to do the second Saturday gathering tomorrow at the bookstore that is half video/half playspace.  My load will be put to good use there…