"Daddy, You Are So Thick!"

 Near Home—August, 2026

I had such a good time at the bookstore on my mid-week visit (and detailed in the last post) I couldn’t wait to go back.  But I did.  I went on Saturday night, the first day of August…

 

As I park my car, I notice there is a regular standing near the back entrance.  He is a straight guy, who only makes an appearance if he’s seen online that a hetero couple is coming to the theatre.  I nod and ask him if there’s a live one tonight.  He nods.  “This young guy is promising a gangbang of his girl.”  I nod again—as if it were an everyday occurrence—and go in.

It’s just 7pm—and I know I’m a little early.  There are three or four men here.  All on their phones.  I haul out my cock and watch the porn.  I stroke, getting myself hard for the evening.

I look over to my right.  A young person with a beard is no longer on their phone but looking at me.  (I am aware as I write this, that I am likely going to get this person’s pronouns wrong, but I don’t know what s/he prefers.)  A scruffy beard, a pink barrette in the unruly hair, a knee-length gingham shift that reveals jeans under that.  There are also a couple of feminine bangles on hairy wrists.  Crossdresser?  Non-binary?  I guess it doesn’t matter—other than s/he wants to suck my cock.

S/he comes over and kneels.  Eager.  It’s a wet mouth—but there is little tongue work—and frankly in the first few moments, incisors repeatedly connect with my cock head. 

“Can you open a little wider?” 

But that doesn’t help.  We both decide enough is enough.

The young transwoman comes in.  She sees me and, remembering our last fuck, sits next to me.  She is really totally passable—which is a great change.  Tonight she does not have her cock caged.  Her short skirt rides up and her growing cock emerges.  She fists it for a bit before she asks if she can suck my dick.

I nod and she kneels, sweeping her long hair behind her.  She’s good—and a relief after so many teeth.  A hot young Black guy comes into the room as she is working me over.  He sits near us and pulls out his cock and strokes it to our play.

While licking my balls, she hunts in her bra for a Magnum.   She tosses it up for me to catch.  We keep it oral for a while longer, than I stand to suit up and lube up. 

She leans into my chair, hiking the dress up around her chest.  She is totally shaven.  I kneel and eat her hole for a moment as she wildly jerks her dick.  I stand up and slide in. 

“Daddy, you are so thick!” she grunts out.  She takes the fuck, without poppers. 

“Why don’t you suck his dick,” I tell her.  “You want her to?”

The young Black man nods.  She loves one in her mouth and one in her ass.  She finds another Magnum in her bra and gives it to the seated guy.  When I finally pull out, he stands up and rolls the condom on.  He fucks her hard and fast—he is determined to get off.  And he does—noisily.

“Give me your cum,” she moans.  I had seen her smear it all over herself last time she was here.  The guy pulls it off his wilting dick and empties it on her ass.  He smears it around her butt cheeks and gives her a not so gentle swat.  He goes to the restroom.  She reaches back and feels how covered she is—and waits outside the restroom door until he takes off.

There is a lull.  She’s cleaned up and is stroking to the straight porn.  A hetero couple, in their 50’s, comes in and sits, gingerly, near the straight screen.  They are followed into the room by the straight guy I’d spoken to outside on arrival.  I look at him questioningly.  He shakes his head—it’s not who he expected.

This couple watches the video and eventually she gives her guy some head.  She has shown us that she has nothing on under her short skirt.  They whisper.  She obviously wants to play.  He seems unsure.  The Transwoman goes over, her long dick sticking out, and asks if she can join them.  The older man totally freaks out and they leave, the woman giving us a wistful look at all the dick she won’t get after all…

The straight guy puts his dick away and leaves.

The Transwoman waits a little longer—and leaves.

A Black guy who has done nothing but jerk since I got here, puts his dick away and leaves.

I am alone. 

I stroke.

Twenty minutes or so go by.  The door opens.  A hot man in his 50’s comes in.  His head is completely shaved to the skin.  His features are very Roman.  He is wearing a short black dress, black tights and go-go boots.  There is no effort to be feminine—it seems to be just what he’s comfortable in.  He paces. 

“Damn, your dick is big.”  He kneels and begins sucking me.  He’s good—and I desperately want to fuck this guy.  But he’s already back on his feet. 

“This place is dead—I’d better go to Lansing…” and he’s off.

I stay for another half hour.  No one.

I go home…

*

It was an interesting night, if not ultimately satisfying.  The clientele I saw tonight is what I would have expected if I was at the sex venue in Lansing as it is a haven for every gender identity.  But it’s rare for this place.

I did have fun…even though my cum was saved for another day…