Near Home—July, 2026
My July started with a
cancellation. I had a fist date on July
1, but he had to re-schedule for later in the month. I didn’t go out that night, but I did the
next—retreating to the relatively cool dark room of the local bookstore after a
hot July day. I was not expecting much
on a Thursday evening, but you just never know…
It’s crowded. A good mix of men I recognize and men I’ve never
seen before. My usual seat is
taken. In the long row of seats on the
side wall, there are two blow jobs in progress.
I sit on the short side wall, near the gay screen. All the men there, but for the two busy
sucking cock, watch me take out my dick.
I watch the cocksuckers as I stroke myself hard.
A man with a long, full
beard stands up. His cock is out. He is thick and curved upwards. His ball sac is huge. So often with guys who are all balls, it is
one massive mound of hairy goodness.
This guy’s balls were huge, but still had the divide down the middle. He stood in front of me, his balls swaying
from the few steps toward me. He nods. I nod back.
He goes to his knees and my cock is in a hot, wet mouth and the
overgrown beard is all over my own ball sac.
He’s good. And hungry. He is really trying for cum from the moment
he starts. He finally relaxes a little
when he realizes I am not a minute man.
He pulls off my cock and treats my balls to his busy tongue. Then it’s back to my dick until he has to get
his knees off the hard concrete floor.
He offers me his cock as
he stands. I lean forward and do my best
to return the favor. His curve is a
challenge I am happy to accept. He likes
what I’m doing and moves to the side so I’m not leaning forward in my
chair. He moans as my tongue explores
his piss slit. I lick and suck and swallow.
I’ve put it off for as
long as I can. I want to lick those
massive balls. I begin and now the man
with the big beard is moaning constantly.
He actually lifts his balls so I can get under them with ease. The weight of them on my face is incredibly
hot.
And now, as my tongue
licks his hairy sack, there is another mouth on my cock. I stop long enough to register that it is the
man I know from here who also has a beard—and uses it to tease my wet cock and
balls as he drags it across my pubic area.
He gets my cock and balls good and wet before his beard comes into
play. I continue to lick and suck Big
Beard. Soon, I feel the man’s beard who’s
sucking me begin to mop we up. I love
the feel of it—and he knows I do. He
finally stands up and leaves, making Big Beard do round two on my cock.
When Big Beard has gotten
his fill and sits down opposite me, another man I don’t recognize stands
up. His cock is rock hard and about the
same size as mine. He approaches. He nods.
I nod and he goes to his knees. I
have had three men on my dick and each has felt good—but distinctly different. It’s great.
This guy like to bury me in his throat.
Over and over.
Now he stands up and
piston fucks my face. Then to his knees
again and works on me. Again he stands
up. “Take my dick,” he grates. I oval big and let him pound into my face.
Rock Hard disengages and
sits next to me, to catch his breath. The
door opens and a tall, lanky Black man, likely in his 30’s, walks in. He sits opposite us. Rock Hard gets up and begins sucking me
again. This makes Tall and Lanky unzip
and stroke. I beckon him over—and he
comes to give me a cock to suck as I am treated to the same.
Rock Hard comes up for
air and sees me sucking the young man. I
pull off him and Rock Hard takes a turn on his cock. Then he goes back to my bigger one and I
happily suck the younger man.
“Would you eat my ass?”
Both Rock Hard and I stop
what we’re doing to look at Tall and Lanky.
“Sure,” I tell him. He strips
down to his athletic socks. He sits in
my chair, hunkering down, his legs in the air and his thin arms wrapped around
his knees holding them in place. I lick
his balls first—and then begin the descent.
His perineum is covered in tight, black curls. I smell the scent of Irish Spring before I
get to his hole. I dig in. He squirms and moans. I begin a hard tongue fuck. Rock Hard watches us and jerks.
“Lick my balls so I can
shoot.”
I move up and do what he
wants, even though I want so much more time in his hole. He grasps his average sized cock and jerks as
I lick. He moans—and, in moments, is
there. White pools of cum on his ebony
skin. He lets me lick up the cum—but not
off his sensitive dick. Big Beard is
watching. He kneels and licks up a
splatter of seed on the young man’s nipple I’d somehow missed. Tall and Lanky squirms away from us, grabs
his clothes and gets dressed in the restroom.
“I gotta shoot.” It’s Rock Hard. I’m still on my knees, so he walks over to
me. He jabs his cock into my mouth and
instantly begins firing off a huge round of jizz. I have to swallow fast to keep up with him…
*
That should have been the
end, but I stayed.
There was a major lull as
guys left or regrouped.
An older man tried to
suck me, but he was all teeth.
I traded blow jobs with a
slightly portly guy, who I finally recognized when he pulled out his nipple clamp
chain and attached them to his nips. I added
a finger up his ass and it was now easy to get him to fill my mouth with one
more load for the night.
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