Near Home—August, 2025
After three days in a row
of very varied play, I took a day off.
But 24 hours later I wanted more.
I went to my usual haunt to see who I could find…
It’s busy. There’s a blow job happening as I walk
in. They don’t stop with the opening of
the door (a good sign, in my book) and the guy keeps right on slurping the dick
in front of him. I sit in my usual
chair. There are around eight men in the
room. The Voyeur is in a back corner—eyes
on the guys having sex. I recognize at
least three other men as regulars.
I get out my cock and
stroke it to hardness. It erects fully
just as the man getting blown erupts into the guy’s mouth with a huge groan
followed by a heartfelt sigh. When the
sucker stands up, I realize it is Shaved Head.
He goes to find his partner. Shy
One points to me. I wonder which of them
will come over.
Instead, the other guy I
recognize stands up and comes over. He
has long silver hair and a very bushy mustache of the same color. He is thin and tall, likely a few years older
than me. He kneels and begins to suck. His mouth gets very wet, very fast. He never swallows—just let’s any saliva and
precum build up. It feels terrific. He licks and sucks for a long time.
Shaved Head comes over,
seeing if the guy is going to take a break.
He doesn’t, so Shaved Head and Shy One leave. I don’t mind.
I am still enjoying what the man on his knees is doing.
And now he switches up
his technique. He drools all that saliva
on my dick and mops is up with his mustache.
It sounds a little odd—but it feels wonderful. He’s done it to me before, but I’d totally
forgotten about it. When his mustache is
sopping wet, he goes back to a more traditional blow job.
Finally, his knees give
out. I thank him and he sits off to the
side. My cock is wringing wet. I use it to jerk to the video. I notice two more men have paired off. They trade back and forth. The guy on his knees stands up occasionally
to shove his own dick into the mouth of the guy he’s been blowing. It’s more entertaining than the porn.
The Voyeur waves to me,
likely wanting his cock sucked. I consider
it and am just about to get up, when the youngest man in the room comes
over. He is cute and under 30. He kneels without any eye contact and takes
me in his mouth. He’s good. Until he adds his hand—too tight and too constant
a stroke. He’s determined to get the
load and it actually works against him.
I finally ask him to stop before he chafes me.
I stroke a bit. Lightly.
And suddenly my mustachioed sucker comes back for round two. He kneels.
He uses just his lips and tongue on me.
The age difference is at least 35 years—but practiced skill wins over
looks. The moment he has all the juices
stored up in his mouth he does the mustache trick again.
I sigh. He moans.
Once my cock is drier, he
goes for my balls. I stroke my dick as
he tongues them, letting go when he’s ready to work up the shaft again. He deep throats me…and I explode. It is so unexpected by both of us that I gasp
and he groans, sinking down on my spurting cock.
He cleans up every drop. “You have never done that with me before…”
“I know, but it felt
great.”
I go home with lighter
balls. He goes home a much happier man…
*
I know this was a really inconsequential
post—I almost didn’t write it up. But if
I’m going to record my sex life, I thought better of it. Since it is under 700 words…I will include
some pictures of other men using their mouths.
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