Near Home—July, 2026
Sexually, I had a very
busy July. The heat kept me perpetually
horned. I went back to the closest
bookstore on the last Wednesday of the month.
And at night. I told myself that
I would not find much happening at that hour in the middle of the week.
I was wrong.
There were a couple of
regulars there, but more importantly there was a hot stranger. I know I love going to a sex venue where I am
not a regular. You get more attention. Men love the thrill of the new. And this guy generated the sexual heat, on this
hot, muggy July night…
I am stopped outside the
store by the guy with the white beard who is rumored to play with a man only
once. “There’s a live one in there,” he
tells me. “Sitting in the corner. I think he wants to suck cock—and you have
the one he’ll want.”
I thank him for the info. I go in, pay and go into the theatre. I sit on the short side wall where you can
see only the straight screen. I spot the
guy White Beard spoke of. He’s naked
from the waist down, carrying a few extra pounds and stroking a small
dick.
I take mine out. He looks at it and turns the other way. He wants nothing to do with me at all. He makes a show of reaching for another man
on the opposite side of him. His left
hand strokes this other guy.
I watch the video and get
myself hard. I look back at the guys.
The man he’s stroking refuses
a blow job from the half-naked guy. He
likes his hand more. I look around the
room and see that more sex is happening near the gay screen. I can only see the legs of a man kneeling. I get up and go to the long side wall and
sit.
Now, this is better. A young, hot man is kneeling and giving a hot
guy, likely in his 50’s, some head. The
older man is very tan and is wearing a white, sleeveless, A-shirt. It helps show off that the guy has a number
of tats all over his arms and, seemingly, his chest.
I stroke as I watch the
young guy swallow the older man’s cock.
The door opens. It’s Julian.
He comes right to me, kneels and sucks my dick. He’s as good as always. Soon, he unzips, never stopping his work on
me, and begins stroking himself in time to his bobbing head.
When his knees can’t take
it, he stands up. I lean in and take his
dick in my mouth. He gasps in surprise
as he isn’t looking at me but at the other sex scene. Automatically, he begins thrusting into my mouth.
He’s jerked himself so hard, that I get a mouthful of cum in moments. He grins and leaves.
The tatted guy’s sucker
is tiring—and is not getting the reward I just got. He stands up and sits down opposite the
guy. Tatted Guy looks around the
room. He nods to me. I get up and go over. That load of cum has made me hungry. I kneel and begin sucking. The cock in my mouth
is about seven inches and thick. I have
to be careful of my teeth. He moans and
rubs the stubble on my head.
I work harder. But he’s not ready to shoot at all. Finally, I stand up. He leans forward and sucks my cock. He groans again with my slightly larger dick totally
filling his mouth and throat. He works
on me for a moment, then pulls off me.
“Sit down,” he whispers, get
comfortable. He gets up and I sit in his
chair. He kneels and his mouth engulfs
me. The new position is even
hotter. I love how his big mouth is
working over my cock. He happily goes
back and forth between balls and cock for at least ten minutes. Finally, I suggest a break.
He sits in the chair next
to me and leans in. “You fuck with that
monster?”
“Sure.”
“Good.” He stands up and drops his walking shorts,
leaving on a well-worn jock. The A-shirt
comes off, too and he kneels on the bottom of his chair. It’s a little low, but I stand behind him and
slap my cock on his hairy ass. I’m drooling
pre-cum now. I add more lube and he
reaches back and smears some of his own lube on this hole. I push in.
He is tight, but welcoming. His
hole relaxes fast and I begin a moderate fuck speed.
“Harder…” he moans.
I pick up the pace. I think I’m very close to shooting, but then,
just as fast, I know I won’t. He is
pushing back on me with every stroke. I
stand still and let him impale himself on my cock. Over and over.
And the then he pulls
himself off me. He gets up, bends and
licks me clean of his ass juices. I go
and sit back down. He sits after pulling
on his shorts, not bothering with his A-shirt.
I stroke. The young man who sucked him (and watched us)
is also stroking. Tatted Guy kneads his
crotch. Soon he gets up and kneels in
front of the young man. He takes the guy
into his mouth, then pauses, undoing the waistband of his shorts and pulling
them down slightly to expose his hairy cheeks.
He goes back to sucking the regulation sized dick in front of him.
I know just what he wants. I go over and pull the shorts to his knees. I work my hard cock back into him. He moans his approval. The young man’s eyes get big as I fuck him. My strokes are hard enough to help push the
guy deeper onto the young man’s cock.
My knees are aching on
the hard floor. Just as I’m thinking of
stopping, the young guy gives up his load.
He writhes in the chair as Tatted Guy sucks out every drop. I pull out of his ass. Tatted guy turns to me and points at the chair
next to the young man, wanting me to sit in it.
I do, my cock rampant. He crawls
over to me and hovers above my cock. He hasn’t swallowed. He drools the young man’s load onto my
dick. I am instantly achingly hard. Tatted Guy stands up and sits on me. I go in so much more easily with cum for
lube.
The young man can’t take
his eyes off us. Tatted Guy bounces on
me. He’s in total control. I am just there to please his ass. He grunts out his elation. He squeezes down on me. My orgasm has been a given since my dick was
covered in another man’s jizz. Tatted
Guy finds the speed and the angle that suits him best. He pounds down on me.
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