Harvesting Cum for Zane's Ass, Part Two

 Near Home—May, 2026

 

I was not satisfied with only getting one load for Zach’s ass on my Monday trip to the local adult bookstore.  The logical thing to do was haul out my cock and jerk.  But that idea just didn’t appeal to me.  I liked the challenge of the chase.

I went back on Wednesday afternoon…

 

There are a decent number of cars in the parking lot.  I go into the dark room on this warm day.  The couple, Shaved Head and Shy One, are here.  SH is busy sucking cock as SO observes.  I sit down and Shaved Head finishes up with the guy.  He comes over to me and gives me great warm-up head.  Even better, the moment he gets up, Shy One, who doesn’t suck me nearly as often, gets up and gives me the pleasure of his mouth.  I sigh.  It’s great. 

But not what I came for…

When Shy One gets up, the two of them go home.  I case who is left in the room.  There is an older man near the gay screen—the one Shaved Head was sucking as I arrived.  There is a young man near him, opening jerking to both videos, turning his head constantly to keep up with both.  Near him is a larger guy, currently absorbed in his phone.  There is also a man I recognize as guy who never plays at all.

I focus on the jacker.  Just as I’m about to get up, the older man near the gay screen gets up and pointedly looks at the jacker for a long moment.  Then the guy heads to the restroom.  The young man follows him.  I sigh.  I’m going to lose out—and I won’t even get the cold comfort of watching it happen.

But I’m proved wrong.  The young man comes back after a few minutes, sitting in the same chair.  This time we make eye contact.  He nods.  I nod.  I get up and go over.  I kneel and take his very average, but very wet and slick, cock into my mouth.  He sighs and closes his eyes, leaning back in the chair.  I go to work.  I pull out all the tricks I know.  He appreciates them, but he’s not going to get off.

I move to his balls, which are hairy and plump.  He gasps and begins stroking his cock as I lick them.  I cover his hairy sack with saliva, lifting them to get under them, too.  Now, I suck them individually into my mouth.  This increases the pumping of his hand and his heavy breathing.

Eventually, I work my way up the shaft to replace his palm.  I can feel the sexual tension diminish.  This guy jerks so much, I think, that a mouth, while feeling good, will likely not get him off. 

I go back to his balls so he can jerk.  He does.  He’s back to being very excited, his cock dripping.  I pull off his balls and take just his cock head in my mouth.  He stops jerking, but I indicate for his to continue.  He loves this.  My tongue is all over his piss slit and he has the pressure of his hand giving him the familiar response.  We do this for a long time—but it works.

“I…I’m going to shoot.  You want it?”

I don’t move.  He increases his fist action and begins firing onto my tongue.  He let’s go and let’s me take him totally into my mouth.  He is still spewing seed.  I can’t believe how much semen is filling my mouth.  And it’s still coming.  He finally slows and squeezes my shoulder as I pull off his wilting dick.

I make for the restroom so no one sees me drool the huge load into a Magnum.  He’s gone by the time I return.

The bigger guy near him, had put down his phone the moment I started sucking the young man.  He had jerked his dick along with us.  He is still stroking as I come back from the restroom.  I kneel in front of him and take over.  He groans.  It’s a very short cock, but thick.  And his balls are massive, in a very hairy sack.  My tongue begins to lap them.

“You ever give a guy a ride on that dick of yours?”

I look up.  “Sure.”

He pats the empty seat beside him.  I get up and sit in it.  He stands and begins to try to sit on me. “You gotta let me lube it,” I tell him.  Reluctantly, he let’s me.  Then he sits.  It’s not the perfect angle, but it feels good.  He bounces a little, using his hand on the arms of the chair for leverage.  He goes deeper.  He groans.

And in moments—he is drooling out his load all over the linoleum.  Fuck!  I should have known.  Another lost load.

I need to clean up a little after he pulls off me, as I went deeper than he planned for.

I come back.  He’s gone. 

The one man left in the theatre is the man I know doesn’t play. 

I wait a little, but the door never opens. 

I head home.  I tape the knotted condom next to the first one on a piece of folded cardboard, so they will hang, allowing the cum to pool in the head of the latex.  I put them back in the freezer.

Zane will be here in a day and a half.  I can’t wait to slide the frozen loads into his hairy hole…