"Make Me Drip with It!"

 Near Home—May, 2025

I was very busy with ‘life’ things in May.  It seemed like I never had time to arrange a session in the playroom.  Instead, I used the bookstore.  I had a number of shorter visits there.  I may group some of them together.  This one is good enough to stand alone…

 

Monday afternoon.  I never go on Monday, as the guys have all been there on the weekend.  But it’s the only time I have.  The room is empty but for one man.  He has his dick out as I sit down.  Instantly he begins talking.  To me and to the woman on the screen.  “Aw, I thought you’d take it in your ass.  You tease.  Didn’t it look like he was going up her ass…??”

Now he begins pacing around the room.  Is he showing off his hardon?  I can’t tell.  It is an average sized cock with a slightly bigger head than usual.  I wonder again if I’m supposed to say something about it.  Offer to suck him?  But he grabs his jacket, tucks his cock in his pants and leaves with “I’ll be back…”

A promise he doesn’t keep.

A cross dresser arrives and sits alone over to the side.  I use that term as I can’t imagine, from the slapdash way the outfit (and especially the wig) is thrown together that he/she would be trans. 

On His Phone comes in and sits alone, swiping his screen.

I sigh.  I am ready to go right now…

The Voyeur comes in.  I end up with his dick in my mouth.  I even get a partial load.

And now things turn around.  Gym Built arrives.  He makes a beeline to sit next to me.  I go to the floor and begin to suck—but more importantly, to crush his nuts.  The Voyeur can’t believe his eyes.  He loves how I am (mis)treating Gym Built.  Even On His Phone gets off of it and comes to stroke to my abuse of this well-built, hairy man.  I pull his ball sack out and away from his body.  He moans.  I crush his nuts between the palms of my two hands as he jerks.  He gasps and begins to pant.  I suck his cock as my left hand finds his nut sack and pulls straight down until he is mewling with pain/pleasure.  I do it all again and again.  Gym Built can’t stop moaning.

I come up for air, still pulling his balls.  He strokes his cock and it erupts.  I lean forward and take his load in my mouth.  He groans and lets me clean him up.  He gently tucks his balls away, squeezes my shoulder and takes off having gotten exactly what he wanted.

I sit back down.  An older Latino arrives.  I used to see him all the time in the old set up, but I think this is the first I have bumped into him in the new space.  He strips naked, stowing his clothes under the chair next to mine and begins to suck me.  I relax and let him go to work after all my exertions on Gym Built.

A hot shaved headed guy in his late 30’s comes in and makes for On His Phone (likely sourced from that ever-present phone.)  I watch him suck OHP as I enjoy the mouth on me.  This young man gets OHP off easily, who then quickly leaves.  The shaved head hottie comes over and watches my cock being sucked.  He unzips.  His cock is thin, with a nice curve to it.  I nod to him and he sticks it in my mouth.

He is a great precummer.  I keep swirling it around his cock head.  He groans. 

We all shift around.  Now the shaved head guy is in my chair.  I am in his mouth, thrusting away, and the Latino is on the curved cock I was just sucking.  We get a little noisy.  This turns the Voyeur on no end—who is stroking off to the side.

We make another rotation.  The Latino sits. The Hottie sucks the cock he hasn’t had yet, kneeling in front of him.  I am more than fine feeding the Latino my cock once more.  We slurp and sigh, lick and moan.  No one is in a hurry to get off.  We finally take a break, all three of us, quite contented.

The Latino goes over sucks the Cross Dresser.  The Hottie goes to piss. 

The outer door opens and in come a man who was here and watched me fuck the guy who told me not to shoot in his ass, but still had me up his butt three times (see Can I Ride That?)  I didn’t talk about him as I had no dealings with him.  He is likely in his 40’s and a good paying customer at his local gym.  He wears a tee with the sleeves ripped off, exposing his biceps that are almost as big as my thighs.  His chest makes the fabric taut, outlining all his hours of work.  His face is handsome, and he has a mass of dark blond hair. 

He's hot.  And he wants my dick.

“I saw you the other day and missed out,” he says softly, leaning into my ear.  “Let me suck that.”  He sits in a chair and indicates I should stand in front of him.  I do.  He takes me into his mouth.  Fuck!  I have had good mouths on me all day, but this guy is special.  It’s a thick tongue in a bigger than average cavity.  And does he know how to suck.  I envision him in the locker room at the gym, sucking off every body builder there before they hit the showers… 

I come back to reality.  He is working just my cock head with his tongue.  He reams the piss slit, making me drool.  Now he’s taking half my length, teasing me just before I really go down his throat.  He pulls off and licks my balls.  That massive tongue makes me squirm in pleasure.  There is as much muscle there as on the rest of him.

He takes my full length.   Quickly and to the root.  His deep throating is amazingly effortless.  He chokes on purpose to give my cock an additional massage with his throat.  He comes up for air, but keeps just the head in his mouth.  Then it’s back down, deep throating all my inches—and choking.  This time as he pulls off me, there are gorgeous strands of deep throat spittle.  His fingers twist them around and around my wet cock.  He swallows my coated cock again.  Now pulling off with new pearly strands of spit.

Wet and wonderful.

I urge him to do it all again.  He does.  He can’t get enough of my thick dick.

I feel my balls tighten.  He sees them do it.  He licks them once more.  Pulling them up, once they are spit coated, to lick under them.  That thick tongue against my cock ring makes me groan.

“You want my load?”

His answer is to rip off his tee shirt.  “Cover my chest.  Make me drip with it!”

I am surprised, but I am so close I don’t care.  I fire blast and blast.  My cum clings to his chest hair.  He instantly begins massaging my load into his massive pecs.  I wipe the last drop on his lip.  His tongue finds it. He swirls it with his spit and drools it out of his mouth to join the wet, viscid load now matting his chest…