Taking It Out On his Ass

 Near Home—August, 2026

 

I was in a bad mood what with missing Fornication, the incident with the car and then some other unexpected expenses.  I got the car to the dealership—and they wanted way too much money to replace the plastic undercarriage on this 13-year-old vehicle.  The mechanic reassured me that the young man who had zip tied it in place had done a good job and that it was still fine for local driving.  He agreed with my decision to hold off on fixing it and putting the saved money towards a newer model vehicle.

So, with a lot to think about—I went to the bookstore to avoid needing to think at all.  It was an evening visit…

 

I sit in my usual chair.  There are men here I don’t recognize—always a good sign.  As soon as my hard cock is out, a silver-haired Daddy asks politely to suck it.  I nod.  He kneels.  I sigh.  Perfect.  I really need this.

Another guy, likely in his late 40’s gets up.  He’s been jerking for a bit.  He walks over and offers me his cock to suck while I’m being blown.  I nod and lean a little to connect with his thick, cut dick.  He loves to watch the guy sucking me.  My sucker is aware what I’m doing—and steps up his work, really trying to get me off.

“Suck his dick.  You know you want his load,” says the guy in mouth to my sucker.  The sucker moans and keeps going.  The guy in my mouth begins to take control—he really wants to fuck my face.  I let him.  Twice, he’s on the edge of blowing his load, but holds back each time.

The older man between my knees needs a break.  I pause my cocksucking to give him an arm to get him up.  I thank him and he sits next to me.  The younger man to my side bends and takes me in his mouth.  It’s a horrible angle—and I tell him so.  He pulls off and kneels between my legs.  He begins doing to me all the things I was doing to him.  He is nowhere near as good as the older man, but I am feeling fine.

So is he.  He drops a load on the floor between my legs as he takes me to the root, moaning around my cock.  He is up and away quickly.

I stroke.

There is one man, off to the side, I recognize but can’t quite place.  He has a shaved head and hot looking tats all over his arms.  He is close to my age, likely a few years younger.  He has been stroking to our sex.  He indicates he’d like some head by spreading his legs and giving me a smile.  I go over.  His cock is really wet with precum.  I kneel and clean it up.  He produces more with a slight moan.  A lot.  I lick it up and keep going, taking him to the root.

And now I recognize him.  I have sucked him before.  He doesn’t blow a full load—he just keeps oozing jizz and precum, as his body shakes in mini-orgasms.  I stay between his legs, using every trick I know to keep his balls emptying out. 

He sighs. 

He moans.

He strokes my head.

My knees are screaming at me, so I get up.  He grins, nodding his head in thanks.

I stroke.

The place is now empty but the precum oozer.  The door opens and the crossdressing Latino comes in.  He sits next to me and is soon begging me to fuck him.  He hands me a pristine Magnum package.  I add lube to my dick and roll it on as he strips.  He actually takes off the female lingerie which is under his street clothes.

Naked but for sucks, he juts his ass out at me.  It’s been some time since I’ve fucked him—but I’m ready to tonight.  I work my way in. 

He gasps.  “Always bigger than I remember…” he says, loud enough for our audience of one to hear.  I begin a slow in and out.  He begins stroking his hard cock in time to my thrusts.

I build up speed fast.  I am soon slamming into his ass, my hips slapping against his upturned butt cheeks.  He is groaning loudly.  Oozer is stroking himself as he watches us fuck.  I keep up the anal assault on his hole.  I realize I am taking out my frustrations on him.   And he’s loving it.

“I will shoot soon.”

“Do it!”

“You want me to cum?”

“Go ahead.”   I slow for a moment and quickly build up the strength and pace of the strokes.

“Fuck me just like that….”

He can’t finish the sentence.  His seed covers the floor.  There is no way I’m going to shoot in the latex, but I do love his ass squeezing me with each spurt.  I pump him a few more times—then hold still until he pulls off me.

I didn’t shoot.  But I feel better.

I stay a while longer, but no one else arrives…