Surprises at the Bookstore

Near Home—August, 2026

(I am back and feeling better.  It was a 24 hour something…)

 

The Fornication Party was coming up—and just the idea of it made me really horned.  I knew that with the party on Sunday, I wanted to not play at all on Saturday.  But Friday night was a different story.  I went out, looking to see what trouble I could get into…

 

I go into the darkened theatre.  The first thing I see is a burly, bearded bear lazily jerking a younger man.   I sit to the side of them.  The bearded bear stops the moment I sit down.  I look at the younger guy and recognize him. 

Years ago, back in the two theatres days, this young man had asked me if guys really can get their cock sucked here.  I had assured him that he was good looking and if he went into the gay theatre he’d have no problem.  He did as I suggested and, quite a bit later, I went over to see if he was still there.  He was.  He’d gotten sucked—but all of the men had tapped out before he could shoot.  I hunkered down and blew him to completion.  He has let me suck him every time we bump into each other from that day on.

I nod and he brushes away Bearded Bear’s hand.  He looks right at me and spreads his legs.  I go over and start to work.  Bearded Bear is not pleased.  He watches for a moment and then with a harrumph of disgust, he moves nearer the gay screen.  I work on the young guy for a long time.  His balls are really flavorful on this hot August day.  His cock is not huge, but longer than average—and thin enough that my tongue can be very active all over it.  He moans contentedly and lets me get on with it.

Ten minutes later, he assures me is getting closer.  I work easily another five minutes on him.  My knees are killing me, but if I take a rest break and come back for him, it will be like starting from scratch again.  I power through and am soon rewarded with a delicious big load.  He squirms, begging me under his breath to stop as I clean up any stray cum—and soon leaves a much happier camper.

I stay in the dark corner and stroke my dick.  Bearded Bear returns to my line of sight.  He sits and gives me a glance.  He likes the look of my dick, but he makes no move for it.  I stroke.  He gropes himself

The Voyeur arrives.  He sits between us and pulls out his long, thin ebony cock.  He strokes—looking from one to the other of us.  My knees are still aching, so I let Bearded Bear do him.  He kneels and sucks, making lots of hot, wet noise.

Soon, The Voyeur tells him to sit in the chair.  He begins fucking Bearded Bear’s face.  Hard.  I assume he’s about to cum.  He pushes in deep—and it’s too much.  I hear BB retch.  He gets up and heads to the restroom.  The Voyeur waves his dick in my direction as if I must want to suck a cock that has just been gagged on.  I give it a pass.  The Voyeur gets busy on his phone across the room.

The door opens and the Minute Man walks in.  He sits on the wall opposite me.  I don’t think he can see me in the dark corner.  He kneads himself.

The door opens again.  A very handsome young man walks in.  I have seen him before, but we’ve never played.  He sits down near the gay screen, out of my line of sight.  But in moments, Minute Man gets up and disappears into the same corner.  Is he going to give his 90 second load to the young man?

I wait a moment.  The Voyeur sees what’s happening out of my line of vision and moves towards it.  I get up and go, too.

I am dumbfounded.  The Minute Man is on his knees sucking the Cute Young Man, while CYM is stroking The Voyeur, before he decides to take him in his mouth as he sits there high on poppers.  Now, I have been around Minute Man for years and I’ve never seen him perform a blow job.  He’s only let other’s blow him for his one to two minutes, depending.

Cute Young Man pulls off The Voyeur, takes another hit of his brown bottle and goes back to sucking him with abandon.  But the fumes make CYM’s dick wilt.  Minute Man is unhappy.  He stands up, sees me and comes over.  I take care of him in less than 90 seconds.  Bearded Bear has taken over trying to get some life back into CYM’s cock.

I swallow the load.  Minute Man pulls out of my mouth and takes off.  I watch the trio.  I am on the edge of standing up to join them when The Voyeur starts to cum in the CYM’s mouth.  CYM pulls off him letting the cum spray all over his face and on his shirt collar.  It’s hot and unexpected.

The Voyeur cleans up and goes.  Bearded Bear keeps working, but Cute Young Man tells him his dick isn’t going to harden up again.  CYM heads to the restroom—and then home.

I watch porn. 

Sometimes in the company of Bearded Bear, but more often alone.

I call it a night.  The evening has just made me hornier for the Fornication Party.