Sunday, July 12, 2026

Waiting for Rudy's Return, Part One: Horned and Hungry

 Near Home—June, 2026

Hosting Rudy in the playroom had me horned for all of the next week as I waited for his return on the following Sunday.  I couldn’t stop thinking about sex.  Now, I know I have a high sex drive, but it was elevated after our cum filled play on Saturday.  I made it through Sunday by keeping myself busy, but I was off to the local bookstore Monday afternoon…

 

I go into the dark room.  My usual chair is empty, so I head there.  I nod to Shy One and see his partner, Shaved Head, working on a guy’s dick in the back corner.  I sit and pull out my cock.  Shy One comes right over.  He kneels and takes me into his mouth.  Damn, I love his technique.  His passion for cock is palpable as he services me.  And my balls—fuck, when he tongues them, my cock just drools.

I hear the man behind me orgasm into Shaved Head’s mouth.  Suddenly, SH is at my side, his cock rampant.  He slaps it against my cheek.  I suck him.  This has happened before, but rarely.  The partners seem to not play much together on the same man, more sequentially.  Not today.  They are horned, too.  Shaved Head grabs my face and begins to fuck my face with hard strokes.

Shy One stands up.  Shaved Head pulls out of my mouth and goes to suck my cock.  Shy One open his pants—and his bigger cock is rampant.  He comes and gives it to me to suck.  I have had him in my mouth at least once before, but not as his partner did me.  All three of us find this hot.  He stands still and lets me set the pace of my cocksucking, sighing occasionally and rubbing his hand on my cropped hair. 

“Let me suck him again,” he tells Shaved Head.

The men reverse.  Once again, I have Shy One’s superior mouth on my dick and Shaved Head’s very red cock in my mouth.  I am really enjoying this.  I have always loved having a dick in my mouth as my own is sucked.  I am not near shooting, but my cock is working overtime to feed Shy One precum.

Shy One suddenly stands up.  Shaved Head follows his lead and pulls out of my mouth.  They thank me and go home.  I take the time to look around.  There are a few other men here.  There is a man I know is straight and never wants help sitting in the corner.  He is jerking fast and hard to the very young, very tiny girls on the screen who are paired with massive-dicked Black men.  On the side seating to my left, there are another three men—each who have been groping themselves to our threeway.

Suddenly, the straight guy stands up.  Every eye in the place goes to him.  His pants are around his ankles.  He holds his shirt out of the way with his left hand.  His right is wrapped around his beercan six-incher.  He makes a show of stroking himself—and in moments he is painting the floor with a thick load.  The moment he’s done, he pulls up his pants and, wet cock still swinging, heads to the restroom.

The youngest of the three men comes over and sits next to me.  He’s early 50’s and I recognize him from here.  He now opens his pants, shoving them down to his ankles and takes out his just above average dick.  He likes the sight of the massive ebony dick on the screen invading the ass of the petite young woman. 

“Suck me,” he whispers.  “I need to cum and get out of here.”

I go to my knees.  I know I can help him on his way.  As I begin to suck him, I consider saving loads for Rudy.  The cock in my mouth is juicing nicely.  I go to his balls, getting them wet with his own precum.  He groans.  He fists his cock as I tongue every inch of his shaved ball sack.  I go back up—and suddenly I remember what got this guy off the last time I did him.  I wet my middle finger of my left hand with the saliva/precum mixture on his balls and begin toying with his asshole.

The moment I connect with his hole, his cock really begins to juice.  I work my finger into him.  First knuckle.  Second.  He squirms in pleasure.  It won’t be long now.  I work the rest of finger into his ass.  I find his prostate—and bam!  I have a mouthful of cum.  I don’t swallow as I lick his piss slit clean.  I pull my finger out of him.  I need to go rinse—and without thinking swallow the load.  Fine, I think.  It might be too much of a good thing to do it again so quickly with Rudy.

When I come back, the other two men have moved to be near my chair.  An older guy now has his cock out.  He has silver hair, is still thin and wiry and his cock is pointing right at me.  I nod at him and he takes his hand off his dick.  I kneel in front of him and it takes no time at all to get his load.  He squeezes my shoulder and takes off.

The last man, older yet, has opened his pants while I was sucking.  His cock is not hard. 

“Please…” he whispers. 

I don’t get up, I just knee walk to his spread legs.  I take his soft dick in my mouth.  It plumps slightly, but it doesn’t get hard.  But it drips.  And drips.  Each time I swab his precum off his slit with my tongue, he moans.  Suddenly, he grabs my ears.  His cock is spewing cum, though still more flaccid than erect.  He moans and lets me clean up every drop.

I sit back down as he pulls himself together.  He gives me a jovial nod and leaves.  I have emptied the room.  Damn, I should have saved the cum.

I stroke and wait.

Over the next hour, four or five men wander in.  They appear to be interested, but I can’t seem to make the connection.  I finally give up and head home.

In the car I realize that those three loads haven’t helped to sate my horniness but only increased it.  I know I’ll be back…

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