Two Favorites

 Near Home—May, 2025

My May hook-ups started with a bang.  Literally.  Two of my favorite men showed up on the same Friday afternoon.  The parking lot was full as I arrived.  I walked into a room of about ten men—every one of them horny and looking to play…

 

I can’t sit in my usual chair.  The main L shape of chairs is full of men.  Many with their cocks out.  One is being treated to a blow job.  (I love that the guy sucking doesn’t even pause as I walk by him.)  I sit to the side, next to a very old man, who has his walker off to the side.  I take out my dick.  It is instantly hard with all the sexual energy in the room.  Shaved Head has just come out of the shadows and is now sucking a guy who sits in my usual chair.  A third pair of men are jerking each other. I watch them, wondering where I’ll start.

I feel a hand.  It is the old man.  His finger swipes my piss slit and he is rewarded with a drop of precum.  He makes a show of licking his finger clean.  I let his soft hand stroke the full shaft.  He is delighted.  He keeps wiping my slit and licking his finger.  He makes the hottest sound of appreciation each time he cleans his forefinger.

Shy One, Shaved Head’s partner, comes over and kneels.  He sucks me.  His mouth is one of the best.  It’s a great way to start my afternoon.  He does everything I love, especially spending a long time on my nut sack.  He only gets up to give his partner a turn.  I wish they would both do me at one time—passing me back and forth.  But I can’t complain, their work has set my balls churning.

The door opens.  In walks Julian, the man I used to call Blond Bottom, before I learned his name and seen him top.  He sits on the other side of me, smiling.  In moments, he strips to just his socks.  He kneels and sucks me.  A few minutes into it, I stand up and begin pumping into his mouth.  (This delights the old man next to us!)  When I sit, Julian does my balls, but not before making me open my pants and pulling them to my knees.  He wants to lick up that ball sweat.  I groan.

On His Phone comes over, phone finally put away.  He hunkers down behind Julian and fingers his ass.  Julian pulls off me, whispering fiercely, “I hate fingers.  Use your damn dick.”

I pass OHP my lube.  He uses it—and slides in.  Julian loves it at both ends.  He groans around my cock—taking the anal pummeling easily.  When OHP tires, he sits next to me, in Julian’s chair.  I direct Julian’s mouth to his cock to clean him up and I go to eat his fucked hole.  He is literally dripping with ass jizz and OHP’s precum.  I slurp it up.  I smear some on my cock and push into him.  Julian stops sucking, coming up to moan.  I am likely twice as big as OHP and he is feeling every inch of me.  I fuck him slow.  I fuck him hard.  I look at the old man’s face—his eyes are riveted to Julian and how he is taking it.  Julian is panting.  The old man finds Julian’s hand on the empty seat with his own.  He takes hold of it.  I keep fucking, as the old man squeezes it, as connected to the fuck as if he were getting it himself. 

I slow down.  On His Phone is ready for round two.  “You want my load, don’t you?” he whispers to Julian.  I move to the side and watch him slide in.  No extra lube needed now.  I sit for Julian to suck me, but he is concentrating on working his ass so much, he ignores me for several moments.  Once he swallows me down, OHP fucks faster and harder.  In moments he is shooting deep into Julian’s talented butt.

I get up.  I clean up ONP’s cock for the briefest moment (It seems to embarrass him.)  I lick Julian’s butt.  He was wet before.  Now he’s awash with sex juices.  

“I’m going to fuck that load deeper.”

I do.  Hard and fast.

Julian needs to move.  He has me sit on the chair.  It’s my turn to hold the old man’s hand as Julian rides my cock.  The whole room can hear how wet his ass is.  When his leg’s tire, I have him kneel on the seat of the chair.  I thrust into him, gliding in with all the natural lube of one type or another.

“Cum inside him,” whispers the old man.  “That’s the best…”

It’s a surprising trigger.  It makes me shoot.  Julian can feel my cock head swell.  He clamps down milking me.  But it is one of those orgasms that make my balls empty, with not much feeling.  But it’s enough to make me stop and catch my breath.   I pull out and lick up any stray cum I’ve pulled out.

Julian is feeling the jizz joy.  He sits in the chair, panting.  He cleans my cock—and I go off to piss.  He’s gone when I come back out.

I am still hard.  And horny.  I sit on the other side of the room, in the short side of the L of chairs.  I watch the porn.  I let one man suck my cock.  He’s one of those that thinks he should get a load in three minutes work.  He goes off to another guy when I don’t deliver.

The door opens.  It is Cute College Kid.  He sees me and sits next to me.  He hauls out his dick.  He waggles it at me.  I go to my knees and suck him.   He is small enough my tongue can be everywhere and I never need to worry about teeth. 

He squirms away, pulling up my head.  I know he has a really short trigger and is likely ready to shoot.  He has me lick his balls to calm his dick down.

Then we reverse.  He is all over my big cock.  I make him do my sweaty balls, just like he did to me.  He stands up after a bit.  He steps out of his jeans, keeping on a loose, red t-shirt.  He stands to my side and gives me his cock to suck.  My fingers play along his ass crack.  He encourages it.  I pause the cock sucking long enough to wet my middle finger.  It finds his hole.  And enters.  I begin to fuck it into him in time with my mouth on his cock.  He groans.

And tells me to slow down.  I do.  But even that is too much.  He pulls away and sits, so he doesn’t shoot too soon.  I get out of my chair and kneel in front of him.  I raise his legs, and begin eating his butt hole.  It has a slight gape from my fingering.  He is in heaven.  I keep knocking his hand off his cock.  I want this to last.

A new guy stands near us.  CCK reaches for him.  He never connects, for my wet cock has replaced my tongue in his ass.  I have never fucked this man with more than two thirds of my dick.  That doesn’t change, but it seems to be an easier angle for him to take me.  He forgets about the other man and begins working his ass. He digs out his poppers.  He takes a hit and holds them under my nose.

Holy shit.  My head swims, but I don’t try to go deeper in him.  I just keep working his tight, wet ass.

“I’m going to…”

I can’t finish the words.  This time as my cock fires off a load, every nerve ending is screaming.  I buck into him, filling him with my ball juice.  The look on his face is ecstatic.  I stop moving with a shudder and let him milk me.  I slowly pull out.

I can’t quite put words together.  “All this time, and I’ve never bred you...”

He smiles.  “Well, it’s about time!”  He pulls me in.  A light kiss.  And he pushes my tongue down to his leaking hole…