Letting the Jizz Flow

 Near Home—January, 2026

A few days after using Sawyer’s excellent hole, I went to the bookstore.  After all the ass play with Sawyer, I was kind of hoping to have a more oral day.  And that is what it proved to be…

 

I go in and sit in my usual chair, my Throne, as the Voyeur had dubbed it.  I unzip and look around.  There are not many men here at 2pm on a Thursday, but there are three scattered around the room, all white and all likely older than me.  One of the guys, who I vaguely recognize, reseats himself next to me.  Soon his fingers are on my thigh.  Now my balls.  I let go of my cock and he jerks me reverently.

“May I?” he asks.

I nod and he bends from where he’s sitting.  It’s an awkward angle and he knows it, too.  He gets up and kneels properly before me and gives me decent head.  I hear him stroking himself as he sucks on my cock.  He works diligently, but there is certainly no way I’m going to shoot after maybe seven minutes.

He stands up.  His cock bounces as he stands—and it’s right in front of me.  I lean forward and begin to suck.

The guy makes a sound of surprise as my mouth engulfs him.  And then one of pleasure as my tongue goes to work.  It takes just a few moments, after all his jerking, to get him off.  It’s a creamy load.  And he let’s me get the last drop out of him.

He goes to sit back near one of the other older men.  They look at each other and the guy who just shot nods.  The other guy gets up and comes over.  “He says your good.  Do me?”

He doesn’t wait for an answer, but unzips and pulls out a long thin cock with a lot of foreskin.  It hardens before my eyes.  I lean forward, but he doesn’t let me touch him until it is fully hard.  I go to work on the head, getting my tongue under all that skin.  Slowly it works back.  Once his cock head is exposed, my tongue is too much for him.  I swirl it around the overly sensitive head and he shoots.  A big, but slightly bitter load.  He thanks me and goes back to the first guy I played with.  They go off together and I idly wonder if they are partners.

I look over to the other side of the room, where the last man is sitting.  He gives me a thumbs up, but seem to have no interest in my services.

I stroke.  He kneads his crotch.

The door opens.  A very young, and lanky Black guy arrives.  He sits near me—and in a chair looking right at the other man in the room.  In moments, the young guy opens his pants and the older guy kneels in front of him.  The young man must be in real need as he is soon bucking up into the older man’s mouth.  His cum shot is silent, but you can see his whole body relax as he sits still for a moment—and then zips up and takes off.  In the room maybe seven minutes…

“Sorry,” says the older man, “I should have shared.”

I think he’ll show me his skills—but he sits back down and pulls out his phone.

I stroke.  He taps.

The Voyeur comes in.  He sits next to me and unzips.  He gets himself hard, then looks over at me.   I get up, kneel in front of him and begin.  His long, thin cock snakes down my throat.  But he doesn’t stay hard.  He slowly shrinks in my mouth.  I finally give up.  He smiles and tells me it still felt good—and he likely shouldn’t have jerked off before he came here. 

I sit back down.

Moments later the door opens.  It’s Cute College Kid, a Thursday regular.  He nods at me and goes and sits in the chair nearest the gay screen.  He takes off his pants before he sits down and gets himself hard.  I go over and go to work.  I know his cock so well.  I suck him to the root with ease.  I lick his balls—and he grabs the back of my head, grinding my face into them.  I try to go lower as I love eating his ass—but he pulls me up—letting me know he’s not prepared for that today.

I go back to his dick.  In moments, he holds me in place and unloads every drop.  Always a huge load—sweet and fresh.  I clean him up and he sits there, pulling out his phone to keep himself occupied until he’s ready for round two.

I sit back in my seat.  The Voyeur smirks at me.  Nothing happens for about twenty minutes, then CCK comes over.  He kneels in front of me and sucks my cock.  He likes the idea that the Voyeur is watching.  But he wants to cum again.  He has me stand up and sits in my chair.  I kneel.  The Voyeur stands and feed CCK his now hard cock.  “Give me your cum,” CCK hisses, before swallowing his down.  My tongue is all over the younger man.

It takes no time.  CCK doesn’t have a long fuse anyway, but with a cock in his mouth and me on his, he shoots even faster than usual.  Just about as big a load and just as sweet.  I clean him up, quite content with my visit…