Near Home—July, 2025
Fornication Weekend,
though an abbreviated version of it, was coming up in two days. I knew I’d be doing a lot of fucking there,
especially at the massive party. So, when
some free time arrived unexpectedly the day before I left, I decided I would
have an all-oral day at the bookstore.
But would the right guys be there…?
I go into the dimly lit
room. I see the Voyeur, but I know none
of the other four men here. I sit to the
side as my usual chair is taken by an older man. I glance to my right to see the gay screen. Near it is a man who is totally naked, his
clothes stowed under his chair. He has a
decent body and he loves showing it off as he pleasures himself. I watch him.
I am on the verge of going to him when he suddenly stands up and comes
to me. Without a word, he kneels and begins
sucking me. It’s fine, but not
great. It is a very shallow blow job—he just
can’t take me very deep. He tries once
and chokes. Soon enough, he realizes I
am not one of those men who blow their load at the mere thought of sex. Wordlessly, he retires to his chair.
During the blow job, the
older man has crossed the room to watch me get sucked. He now reaches out a tentative hand. It closes around my wet flesh. It is the softest stroking my cock has had in
years—and is actually hotter than the last guy’s mouth. He stops for a moment. A finger passes over my piss slit. He massages my precum into my big flared cock
head. Then it’s back to the soft grip
and a sensuous up and down motion.
I sigh. I turn to look at him.
Abruptly, he lets go,
stands and thanks me in a whisper. He’s
out the door in a flash.
The naked man is stroking
himself again to the gay porn. There is
a Latino across from him, now doing the same, who I hadn’t really noticed. In moments, he stands up and goes to the
fully naked guy and begins to suck his cock.
The naked guy leans back in his chair, closing his eyes. The guy must be good. I watch for a bit and glance over at the Voyeur. He is getting a hand job from the young man
next to him. I watch the straight porn,
turning slightly away from the other four men.
I hear movement. I look back.
The Latino and Naked Guy are coming to me. Both kneel and they begin sharing my
cock. Back and forth. This is not what I imagined as part of my all-oral
day, but I go with it. The Latino is a
natural. He knows his way around sucking
a big cock. His deep throating is
effortless.
I close my eyes and let them
share me. It is easy to tell who is
currently on my cock. I hear them
stroking their own wet cocks as they work on me. Naked Guy pulls off me. I hear him stand up. I open my eyes. He sticks his cock in the Latino’s mouth and
gives him his load. The Latino goes for
a cigarette break and Naked Guy gets dressed and leaves.
The Voyeur gestures me to
come over. The young man (white, late 20’s
to early 30’s, slim, with his long hair in a ponytail) is still stroking
him. I see that the young guy’s cock is
out and only semi erect. I kneel and
begin sucking him. This delights both
men. The Voyeur stands up and now feeds the
guy his long, thin cock. I hear him
fucking the young man’s face. I
concentrate on the cock in my mouth. He
is a heavy precummer. I love the
constant drip of viscous liquid onto my busy tongue.
The Voyeur sits
down. I stand up and present my cock for
the young man to suck. He does eager, it
seems for the challenge. The Voyeur idly
plays with the young man’s slick cock—which is still dripping. I stand still and let him suck me. He loves to deep throat and is really good at
it. He seems to have no gag reflex. I begin fucking his face to see if I can find
it. Nope. He just opens his mouth and throat and lets
me have my way with him.
I finally sit down, ready
to return to the young guy’s dick. But his
phone goes off. He glances at the screen,
hurriedly puts his cock away and takes off.
I take his chair.
“I think he wanted you to
fuck him,” the Voyeur tells me.
“Then he needed to say
that…”
He sighs. Then: “You should finish me off so I can go
home…”
I smirk as I go to my knees. I don’t start on his cock. I go for his sweaty balls. My tongue cleans them. He moans softly and begins to stroke his dick
as I take each ebony orb into my mouth, bathe it and release it. I go back and forth. Finally, I take his long
cock down my throat. In a matter of minutes,
he is giving me his nut. I swallow. I love that he is in no hurry to get out of
my mouth. He softens as I keep up a light
sucking.
He zips up and leaves. I am alone for a moment. Then the Latino arrives back from his smoke
break. He is followed by a handsome Black
man I have never seen before. Instantly,
the Latino seats the Black guy, gets his cock out and begins working on his bigger
than average dick. I watch them—and the
movie. Thoroughly entertained, still
tasting the Voyeur on my tongue.
They finish up with the
Black man standing up and thrusting deep into the Latino’s mouth. He shoots deep down the Latino’s throat. Both are all smiles as they leave me alone
in the room.
I stroke.
I think about dinner.
About packing for the
trip.
A large man comes in and
sits next to me. He gropes himself through
his trousers as he watches me stroke.
But he makes no move to do anything.
Finally, he unbuckles his belt and slips both shorts and underwear to
his ankles. He kneads his cock but it won’t
get hard. I decide to go for the
challenge. I kneel in front of him,
surprising him, and take his semi hard dick into my mouth. He sighs, but it doesn’t get hard. I try every trick I know with my tongue. Nothing, though he keeps telling me how good
it feels.
Suddenly I figure it
out. I wet my middle finger and let it
stroke under his balls. He groans. Now down the perineum. He whimpers.
I touch his pucker. He breathes
hard. I enter him. And he explodes in my mouth. Never getting hard—but giving me a huge
mouthful of pent-up semen…
*
Driving home, I discovered
a patch of dried cum in my beard. It
made me feel quite happy as I made a mental check list of what I need to take
to Fornication…
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