Rudy Wants a Devil's Dick

 Near Home—June, 2026

 

Rudy, the man I’d fucked and fisted whenever I visited my brother in New Jersey, sent me a text.  He was visiting his parents in Indiana and wondered if he could have some playroom time during his visit.  He had planned carefully.  This visit he was flying into Detroit and renting a car—so he would be driving right past my house.  We scheduled it so we could play on his arrival and on his departure day.

Somewhere in his chat he mentioned how much he’d loved the devil’s dick I had made for him on his last visit.  I replied that I didn’t know if I jerked off enough to make a good one before his arrival.  He reminded me that I had made it from sucking men off at the bookstore—and he had loved the idea of not knowing whose sperm was inside him.

I told him I’d be happy to work on that…

 

It is just three days until Rudy arrives and I have not gotten to the bookstore to hunt for loads.  Today, on this Wednesday in the middle of the month, I have a fisting guy coming to get worked over—but he cancels in the early morning.  Great—I will go load hunting.

I go to my usual haunt, right after lunch.  I have just done this for Zane, but I’m quite stoked to see who I can find for Rudy’s ass—though the man who gives me the load will never know where it will end up.

I go into the darkened room.  I see Shy One sitting by the door, watching his partner suck on a man’s cock.  I nod to him and sit in my usual seat in the center of the room.  Shaved Head’s knees tire before he gets the load from his guy.  He stretches and sits for a moment before he kneels in front of me.  He gives me his usual very proficient blow job.  Behind me, I hear the man he was working on stand up and shoot all over the floor.  Damn—nobody got that one.  Shaved Head hears it, too, and works harder on me for a second.  Then he stands up goes to talk to his partner.

Shy One surprises me and comes over.  He kneels and gives me even better head.  I love his mouth as much as he seems to love my balls.  Shaved Head comes over to watch his partner suck me.  He strokes his cock.  As Shy One gets up, Shaved Head kneels and gives me one more round of dick licking.  Then off they go, leaving me with two men in the room.

I make eye contact with one of them.  He seems interested, but can’t bring himself to nod, much less say anything.  The other guy, now that there is no sex happening in the room, pulls out his phone.  He soon takes off.

The door opens.  It is Julian, the reddish haired guy with the hot butt.  He nods to me and sits in an out of the way area.  He opens his fly and strokes himself hard.  I go over and kneel in front of him.  His cock is thick, but not too thick.  Long, but not huge.  It fits in my mouth perfectly.  His hands are all over my head as I suck him.  Julian begins to breathe heavily.  His cock is dripping.  A lot.

“Fuck, take my load,” he whispers.  “Take it all.”

He begins to fire off into my mouth.  He must not have cum for days—it’s a huge load, thick and milky.  I lick him clean, making sure I don’t swallow a drop.  I get up and move to the restroom.  Behind the closed door, I rip open a condom, unroll it and drool his load into it.  I don’t knot it closed—as I hope I will find more.

Julian is on his way out the door as I come out of the restroom.  “Thanks,” he whispers as he leaves.  He usually wants me to fuck him—so I assume he didn’t clean for it today.

Once again I look at the guy who can’t bring himself to decide if he wants sex.  He looks quickly away, studying the video on the wall as if it were a cinematic wonder.  I sit back down.

Soon, he leaves.

I am alone, with a new video—and it is great for me.  I love three-hole straight porn—and this one is really hot.  The men are allowed to cum inside…

Another man arrives.  He chooses to sit next to me.  I think this is promising.  He reaches over and hefts my dick.  “That’s massive,” he whispers.  “You should be up there.”  He points at the screen.  He unzips and strokes himself inside his clothes.

We chat about the movie.  He loves it too.  He tells me his partner will not do anal—so he loves watching it all the more.

Eventually, I tell him I suck cock if he wants it.  He seems to consider it, but never says yes.

No one else comes in.  When the long video finally ends, we both know the next video in the rotation will not be as good.  He leaves.

I wait. 

No one.

I knot the condom and take it home to the freezer…

 

Next time:  A much more productive day for load collecting…

Keith Buys a Sling

 Jackson—June, 2026

The very next day after my Saturday afternoon at the bookstore (with the medical table) I got a text from Kane, the hot young man with the furry ass.  He wanted to meet at the same place.  I couldn’t say no.  He got there before me and commandeered one of the gloryhole booths.  I found him.  I went to my knees as he arched his back and ate his hairy hole.  I got him good and wet, stood and pushed in. 

We could both tell almost instantly that he had rushed his cleanout.  I hoped he’d do a rinse in the restroom—but instead he opted to take off.  I stayed and played a little.  But the Sunday crowd was small and my heart wasn’t in it.  I went home.  Feeling a little blue balled… 

 

Saugatuck—June, 2026

Which was why I was thrilled to get a text on Monday from Keith.  He had bought a sling.  It had just been delivered and he was itching to get into it.  Did I have the afternoon available?  I did—and off I went…

 

Keith has actually bought three pieces of sex furniture.  There is a sling with a very compact frame that makes it look odd to me.  He now has a rimseat that looks a lot like mine and a ‘sex swing’ that neither of us can figure out how to get into it. A package deal, I believe.

We strip—and head for the huge bed where we always start our meets at his house.  I lie spreadeagled.  Keith crawls between my legs and buries his handsome face into the pouch of my jock.  His tongue is all over the rough fabric.  He moans and digs under the side of the pouch and frees my cock.  He swallows me, slightly tumescent, but I quickly harden all the way as his skilled mouth goes to work.

Keith can’t stop licking me.  My balls get reverential treatment.  My perineum is treated to the same exquisite tongue lapping.  He keeps returning to my dripping cock head, swabbing up the precum.  I know to lie there and let him get his fill.

His own cock is rock hard from working me over.  It distends the pouch of his jock.  But I don’t reach for it.  I want his ass.

“Keep licking, but turn for me.”

He knows what I want.  He turns, straddling my chest, his face above my cock and his ass right where I can lift my head and tongue it.  I begin—as he goes back to deep throating my dick at this new angle.  I bury my face in his ass crack.  He is lightly haired back here.  I begin matting it with my tongue.

Soon I am drilling into his hole.  He groans around my cock in his throat.  I spit and poke it inside his slowly opening hole.  But I want more.

“Sit on my face.”

He moves so his legs are folded by my ears.  He sits gingerly, letting me get into him.  Then he really settles onto my face.  I love a good rimseat—but sometimes you just want the full weight of the man on your face.  Today, at this moment, that is what I want.  Need, actually.  I feel like I am incredibly deep inside him.  Keith groans loudly.  I pull his cheeks even farther apart and burrow into him.

I need to fuck.  I slap his ass with both hands.  He goes to all fours, facing the end of the bed.  I slide out from under him, grab the coconut oil off the bedside table and liberally apply it to my hard, wet cock.  I push into him.  Slowly.  He groans.  He exhales with each inch I work into him.

My overgrown bush is finally rubbing against his ass cheeks.  I hold another moment and begin the first fuck of the day.  Slow.  Exploratory.  Letting him feel my full length on every stroke.  I speed up.  His ass feels great,  Wet and clingy.  I am soon slamming into him, my panting matching his.

“Let’s move to your new sling.”

I pull out.  His hole gapes.  I bend and soothe it with my tongue.  We go out to the living room where the sling has been set up.  We spend some time getting the sling high enough for how tall I am.   Keith gets into it.  He tells me he’s comfortable and I begin eating his hole again.  I can’t get enough of it today.  I swear I can taste myself deep inside him.

I stand up.  I fuck.  The sling moves well with me.  He is at the perfect height to give his hole a hard fucking.  I grab the side bars and pump into Keith as hard as I know how.  I slow.  I pull out and eat his hole once more.  It is incredibly juicy now.  I lick and swallow—which makes my cock even harder.  I stand up and plow into him once again.

I suggest we move back to the bed.  I am thinking the rimseat is handy there—and I don’t care who gets under it first.  Before I can say anything, Keith is on all fours on the bed—right by the edge so I can fuck standing up.  Of course I slide into him. 

I fuck.

Keith moans.

And everything changes.  My balls need release.  Now.  My cock goes into overdrive.  I pummel his ass.  Keith is panting.  “You’re going to load me, aren’t you….”

I grunt something that sounds affirmative.  I can’t believe I’m going to shoot so soon—but my balls have had the two previous days of play without shooting.  They want release.  Right now.

I try to slow down—but I can’t.

“FUCK!”

I begin firing into him.  Keith groans and clamps down on me, milking my cock for every drop.  I stand stock still and let him do it.  When he releases me, I slide out and kneel to lick up the pearl of cum escaping his hole. 

Keith rolls over.  He begins jerking his dick.  I slide a finger into his cummy hole.  I find his prostate and begin teasing it.  In no time, he shoots all over his hairy chest.  I swab it up and finger it into his hole to mix with mine…

The Hot Ass on the Medical Table

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Saturday Night at the Sex Club: "I Want Your Cock to Open Me Up"

 Lansing—June, 2026

 

(This picks up right after the last post…)

 

I was more than ready for my picnic supper that I’d packed and left in the car.  I drove to a shady spot a few blocks away from the sex club and relaxed.  I ate.  I read a little.  But soon enough, I wanted to get back and see what was happening…

 

The atmosphere has changed.  Men are now on the hunt with much more determination.  I make the tour.  I get some head in the maze from a hot Italian guy.  He likes my cock—but as soon as he realizes I’m not giving up a load, he loses interest. 

I wander. 

I go piss. 

As I am leaving the restroom, a stunning woman enters.  She is in a short, tight skirt with a blouse tied at the midriff.  We nod to each other and I go back to my rounds.  I end up in the main lounge, watching some BDSM porn.  Men are sprinkled around the room watching the various screens. 

The woman walks in.  She goes to the stripper pole and begins swinging around on it, arching her ass to the man sitting closest to her.  He gets up and caresses the curves.  The skirt is short to begin with and it rides up as the man has his hands all over her ass.  There is no underwear—and I get a flash of a cock cage.  Well, well…I rarely see Transwomen who are totally passable.  But here’s one—and she is working the room, engaging all the men here.  She chooses one and they go to the other end of the building, trailing most of the other spectators. 

I go into the dark room.  I sit on a chair in the corner.  Soon a man crawls out from a dark corner and feasts on my cock.  I can’t see anything about him.  But his mouth is good.  When he’s had enough, he crawls away into the blackness.

I wander.  I find the hot Transwoman on all fours on a couch near the gloryholes.  She has a guy in her mouth and another in her ass.  As I watch, a large dollop of her precum drips from the cock cage onto the couch.  The man in her ass gets off.  He’s condomed—and it’s very full.  She disengages from the man in her mouth, sees me and comes over.  She stands next to me and bends to play with my hard cock.  Her ass is inches from my face.  I begin to tongue her freshly fucked hole.  Her cock oozes again—but this time my hand is there to catch it.  I smear her precum on her asshole and lick it up.  She moans.  Her hands are all over my cock, but she has yet to put it in her mouth.  I finally ask if I can fuck her.  She turns and whispers in my ear.  “Honey, you’re just too big.”

She chooses a man sporting a regulation six incher and leads him to a booth with no doors.  A crowd watches her suck him and then to get fucked.  This time it’s bareback.  It’s a fun watch, but I know I won’t change her mind.

I go back to the dark room.  This time I’m the one who sucks an anonymous dick in the back corner.  He holds my head as soon as he knows he’s going to shoot.  He gives me a big load to swallow.

He leaves and I stand up.  But before I can tuck my cock away, a hand reaches out and takes it.  His hand is large—with thick fingers.  He strokes me briefly, before he goes to his knees and begins to suck.  I touch his head.  It’s clean shaven.  I know nothing else about him other than he gives good head…

*

I wander. 

In a hidden alcove, I find the hot Transwomen taking another man in her ass.  He has a pencil thin dick.  She told me the truth; she likes them small.  He pistons into her fast and furious.  I don’t bother to wait for his cumshot.

I go to the gloryholes.  Sitting in the one without a door is a hot young man.  He’s thin and stroking the curved version of my dick.  He sees mine hanging out of my jeans and motions me over.  He hefts it.  I touch his.  His mouth covers my cock.  Not for long—more of a sampling than good head.

“We are so alike,” he says, as my dick leaves his mouth.  Other than 40 years difference in age, I almost say, but stop myself.  “We are the cream of the crop.  We can have anyone here we want, just by showing them our dicks…”  He hefts me again, kisses the tip and all but sends me on my way.

I hear the sling.  It’s a hetero couple—and they have closed the doors of the caged surround.  No additional cocks needed.  But he does have a cute ass that’s fun to watch pound her.

I wander.

I go back to the dark room.  There is a threesome happening.  I make it four as one of them pulls me into it.  The four of us are wildly different in size and age—and no one cares.  All of us suck.  All of us get sucked.  It’s an oral free for all—and I can barely see the participants, except for the diversity of dicks.  Three white, one black.  Two cut, two uncut.  It’s a great moment.  And none of us want to stop.  It’s all about the pleasure of the suck and the sharing.  It’s not cum driven at all—though I sense we’d all welcome it if it happened.

Finally, one man pulls away and leaves.  Then another.  The guy left keeps sucking me.  Then his damn phone goes off and he is lit for a moment as he turns off the ringer.  He’s gorgeous and half my age.  He goes back to work…but the spell has been broken.

I wander.

The next time I check the dark room, a man is obviously bent over in the back corner and taking it in the ass.  I move carefully.  I can’t see much—but there is a ring of hard cocks around him.  I stroke and wait my turn.

I feel movement next to me.  “There you are Daddy.”  It’s hard to tell at first, but it’s the young man with the big curved dick.  He’s with a handsome older man.

“Ask him,” the guy says to the younger one.

Curved Dick looks at me for a moment.  Then: “I don’t get fucked very often—but I want your cock to open me up.  Will you?”

“Sure.”

We move to the other corner of the dark room, where it is slightly lighter.  He drops his pants and leans on his friend, arching his ass to me.  I go to my knees and begin rimming him.  He groans.  It sounds really loud in this small, dark space.  I love that the other bottom being railed begins being vocal about his pleasure, too.  I lick and spit, getting his small, tight hole open.  I stand up. The guy reaches back to me with a condom.  A regular sized one—that wouldn’t fit him either.

“I have a Magnum.”

He turns, making sure I roll it on.  Then gets back in position.  I inch into him.  Truly.  So tight.  I rub his back, hoping to relax him.  I am finally halfway in.  I begin a slow in and out.  I add more lube—and work all the way in again.  He is moaning and beating his cock with his right hand, while his left is around the neck and shoulder of his friend.

“He’s a tight one,” his friend murmurs.  “He won’t let me fuck him, you should feel…”  He never finishes the sentence as the young man groans.  It’s almost as if he shot—but he hasn’t. 

“Fuck me harder,” he grunts out.

I try.  I get almost my entire length into him.  But he has not relaxed.  I pull out and start all over again.  This time, my full-length pumps into him.  He yelps and pulls off me, twisting around to face me.  “I can’t.  Sorry…”

He pulls up his pants and is gone.

The bottom in the corner seems to be done, too.

I wander.

I see the younger man who was my first fuck when this space opened after the fire.  He’d sucked me forever this afternoon as I had the daddy in my mouth.  I ask if he wants a load.  He does.  We go to the maze.

He strips off his pants, leaning on the back of a chair.  “Breed me, Daddy.”

I kneel and taste his hole.  He’s been busy tonight—though I hadn’t seen him once this evening.  There is load leaking out of him.  I lap it up.  Perfect.  I swallow, stand up and push in.

“Churn those loads,” he moans.

“More than one?”

He moans.  “At least three…”

I pick up the pace.  “Well, here’s number four!”

And I’m there.  Firing deep into his fucking cummy ass…

Saturday Afternoon at the Sex Club: "I'd Love You in My Ass"

 Lansing—June, 2026

 

I needed a different cruising ground.  I wanted to see new faces. So, I went up to the venue where there are screens of porn but also a sling, a fuck bench, glory holes, a maze and tons of dark corners to get lost in.  I also wanted to mix with two crowds—gay (in the afternoon) and bisexual (on this Saturday night.)  I arrived in the late afternoon.  I paid for my ticket and ventured in…

 

The parking lot had been fairly full when I arrived just after 4pm.  But, once I’m inside the vast building, it seems, at least at first, that there aren’t many people here.  I wander and check the spaces.  Near the maze is a new room still cordoned off as it’s under construction.  I am quite sure they are building a glory hole wall to display your ass.  There are three large holes and I can see the platforming behind the hole for the person to lie on. 

I go into the maze and interrupt a blowjob happening between two men my age.  I nod and leave quickly as they make no move to include me.  I watch some porn in the common area.  And take out my dick.  I stroke a bit.  Then I walk, my dick hanging out, to see if any men are at the gloryholes.  I go into the only open booth and stick my cock through the hole.  Instantly hands are all over me.  Then, a hot, wet mouth.  Way too soon the sucking stops.  I pull out—and hear the sucker whisper “Come to my booth.”

I nod (not that he can likely see me) and go next door.  I prefer this anyway as I like to touch the guy doing the work.  I can see absolutely nothing in his booth.  But I can tell the man is short.  He kneels and begins sucking me again.  I touch his head and feel the tight curls of a Black man.  He slobbers all over my dick—making the hottest moans.

Suddenly, all is illuminated.  Some guy is shining the flashlight on his phone through a hole behind us so he can see what we’re doing.  My sucker is young—no more than 35 and good looking.  I move slightly so the offending light hits my back and the booth is once again in darkness. 

“I love your dick, Daddy,” he whispers. 

“Thanks.  You’re good…”

He goes back to work, showing me just how good he is at servicing sizeable cocks.  I am soon covered with his deep throat saliva.  His hand helps coat my shaft with it.  My eyes have adjusted—and I can see a little more now.

“Do you fuck?  I’d love you in my ass.”

“Sure…”

I grab the lube out of my shirt pocket as he kneels on a small chair I’d been kicking in the dark.  He pulls his shorts down.  He has a terrific bubble butt.  There is just room for me to kneel.  I begin licking his hole.  He moans.  “Eat me out, Daddy…Get me ready for you…”

His words spur me to go even deeper with my tongue.  He tastes of soap and a hint of man sweat.  Delicious.  I stand up, my cock rock hard.  I slide into him.  He’s the tightest hole I’ve had in ages.  I have to inch into him.  But he’s game.  He pants and inch by inch I’m allowed inside him.  I push a little—and suddenly I am buried in him to the hilt.  He is vocal—and the guy with the damn flashlight is back.  But it’s nice to see my very pale cock imbedded in this perfectly shaped ebony ass.

I begin a slow fuck.  Barely moving.  But the young man is feeling it.  He is groaning now.  I also hear him begin to jerk his cock.

“Harder, Daddy.  Rip me up…”

I pick up the pace.  Soon, I am slamming into him.

“That’s it!  Fuck, you’re gonna make me shoot!!”

“Do it,” I bark out.

He does, moments later.  I can feel his ass spasm with each spurt.  He collapses over the back of the chair, helping me disengage.  I start to leave, but the young man swivels around.  “Please…”

I turn back.  He lifts my dick and licks his ass juices off me.  I haven’t shot, but I am suddenly tender.  He finishes up and I thank him.

“No, thanks you.  I can finally go home…”

I go to the restroom to piss.  There is no need to even rinse my dick…

*

I go and sit in the alcove formed at the end of the maze.  I really want to catch my breath, but if a dick appears in a glory hole, I’m fine with that.  Instead, I get a thin white guy, likely in his 50’s, walk into the space.  He sees me sitting there and unzips.  It takes no time at all to relieve him of his load so he can get home to the family dinner.

I stay there.  Another guy, an older Black man, walks in.  He sees my dick and kneels in front of me.  He sucks me until his knees give out.

I wander.

I go to the dark room and am followed in by a white guy in his 30’s.  He gives me adequate head.  He offers his ass.  I fuck him.  After the great first fuck this one is nothing but vaguely pleasant friction.  He seems to like it more than I do.

I wander.

I end up in the main room with four video screens and couches.  I sit in the most comfortable chair and stroke.  I am eyed by every man who passes.  There is middle aged Black man in really great shape, leading a much older white guy around who is vaguely dressed as the opposite sex—and a dog collar.  The Master stops him with a tug on the D ring on the collar.

“May my girl suck your dick?” he asks me.

I am not impressed—but what the hell?  I nod. 

I’m glad I did.  His/Her mouth is terrific.  The Master even brings a couch cushion over for his slave to kneel on.  It seems like every man in the place, at some point, walks by, stops and watches for a bit and either moves on or sits somewhere in the vast room to masturbate to us. 

A burly white guy, in very short shorts, stops to watch.  He moves near my shoulder and starts asking me questions—while most of the time suppling his own answers.  He is also groping himself.  Soon the shorts open, revealing a thick, uncut cock.

There is movement between my legs.  The Master is guiding my sucker onto another dick.  He gives me a thumbs up by way of thanks and walks the two of them to one of the couches.

“May I?”

I look and standing on the other side of me is the first man I fucked in this space once they reopened after the recent fire. I nod and he goes to work.  The uncut guy at my other shoulder is stroking hard.  I give him my mouth.  Soon, he is fucking my face.  My free hand snakes under his balls and finds his hole.  He groans—telling me with no words that I have found his happy place.  He takes a finger.  Then I lube a finger and soon am giving him two.   I look down at the guy sucking and he seems very happy slurping on my drooling cock.  I add a third finger into the standing guy.  I am rewarded with rope after rope of jizz down my throat.  The guy bellows out his orgasm, making my sucker stop sucking.

The crowd disperses.  I need to wash my fingers…and, after that, it seems like a good break time for dinner…

 

Next time my evening there where I can’t stay out of the dark room…

"Sir's Cock Is Beautiful"

 Near Home—June, 2026

It was the first Friday of June.   As I made lunch, I decided to have an afternoon at the nearest bookstore.  With the dishes washed, I set out.  The parking lot contained more cars than usual.  Seeing that promising sign, my cock plumped in my well-used jock…

 

I nod to Shy One as I go in.  He is sitting by the door as his partner, Shaved Head, is sucking someone in the far corner.  I sit in my usual chair.  To my delight, Shy One is horny.  He is on his knees in front of me the moment I’ve unzipped.  He takes my slightly swollen cock into his mouth.  His busy tongue makes me harden up fast.  He sucks.  He licks.  He includes my balls.  My cock drools—and he’s right there to lick up the prize.

Shaved Head has finished up in the corner and stands to my left, stroking.  Shy One gives way to him and SH goes to his knees.  I love Shy One’s mouth, but SH is certainly proficient.  He does his usual good job—and ten minutes after he stopped the first time, is back for round two.  With that, they leave.

I look around the room.  There are half a dozen men here.  Two are stroking to the straight porn.  A third man, with a very full goatee, is eyeing me.  He nods.  I nod and spread my legs even farther apart.  He comes over.  He kneels and just looks at my dick.

“Sir’s cock is beautiful,” he murmurs before going to work on it, his hands behind his back.  It is a huge turn on that just the sight of my dick sends him into ‘sub mode.’  And even better, he’s terrific:  great suction, lots of spit, and inspired tongue action.  He also likes to use his goatee as a sex aid.  It mops up the spit drooled on my balls.  He brushes the length of my erection with it.  I know that, just like with my shorter goatee, he will be smelling me all afternoon.  So hot…

Finally, his knees tire and he has to take a break.  He sits back in his chair, off on the side wall.  I am feeling wonderful after three mouths have worked on me in the hour.

The mood changes as CD Latino walks in.  He sits next to me.  In moments, he hands me a Magnum, taking for granted that his (usually dirty) ass is a magnet for me.  I tell him I’m not in the mood.  He refuses to take no for an answer and begins to pressure me, in his whispered, broken English.

And worse, another man who always assumes I want him, now comes into the room.  He crosses to the side of my chair, dropping his trousers to his ankles.  He pushes the underwear down and grabs my head, guiding it to his short, but fat dick.  I go with it, just to piss off the Latino.  The guy I’m now sucking has a gut, so I have to turn my head to get more than the head in my mouth.  He begins pumping into my me.

The subby goatee guy has gotten up.  I can just see him kneel behind the guy in my mouth and he begins tonguing the guy’s ass.  Fat guy groans.  I get the load in no time.  I feel I ought to share the prize with the subby guy—but he takes off, as does the guy who just shot.

“Fuck me now!”

Instead, I get up.  Behind me is a daddy in his 40’s, stroking to the gay porn.  I ask if he wants head.  He does—and I kneel.  His cock is average and his balls are large.  I begin with his balls.  He sighs.  I move up to his dick.  He groans as I take his full length.

A young Latino who I rarely see here comes over, beating his long and thin cock.  He stands to my side.  I show him my skills on the guy in my mouth.  Then I do his cock.  And back to the first man.  A mouth on one and a stroking hand on the other.  Back and forth.  It has been some time since I have done this particular move here.  All three of us are turned on by it and dripping.

Yet another middle-aged guy comes over and sticks his dick in the seated guy’s mouth.  This is too much for the guy I’ve just returned to sucking.  He explodes in my mouth.  I swallow and clean him up.  To his credit, his cumming doesn’t stop his sucking the standing guy until he gets the man’s load.

The young Latino goes back to his chair, stroking his wet dick.

There is a major move as the men who’ve shot loads leave.  I move to suck the young Latino, but CD Latino actually stops me and pleads for me to fuck him.  The young Latino puts his dick away and just watches.

The door opens.  A young woman with long hair walks in.  No, it’s a passable cross-dresser/transwoman.  She sits near the young Latino.  She is wearing a short skirt and a tee.  Soon, she pulls her feet up on the seat—displaying her cock, which is in a metal cage.  She slowly fingers around her hole, just out of our sight with the cage in the way.

Finally, she gets up and walks to me.  “May I?” she asks, pointing at my cock.  I nod.  She goes to her knees.  She’s good—and I sigh, infuriating CD Latino who stomps off to the far corner.

“Fuck me with this,” my sucker says, looking up at me.

I nod.

She stands.  So do I.  She hands me a Magnum.  Damn, but I put it on.  She pulls the skirt up to her waist and bends, holding the arms of a chair for balance.  I don’t rim, as she reaches back with some foul-smelling lube and slathers her hole with it.  I push in.  She gasps. And then moans.  I begin to fuck.  I slap her ass—and she tells me to do it harder.  So I do.  Again and again.

I gesture to the young Latino (who has his cock out again) to feed her his dick.  He stands up and she swallows him.  He begins to fuck her face in time with my thrusts.  He shoots.  She drools his cum out of her mouth and onto the floor.

I keep fucking.  Another man comes over.  A daddy type.  He puts on a condom.  I signal him to take over.  He does.  He cums in no time filling the condom.  As he pulls out, she spins around and rolls the condom off him.  She empties it on her tee and smears it around.

I fuck her again.  An older Latin man steps up out of the shadows.  He’s handed a condom.  I pull out and let him ravage her.  He fucks hard and fast.  His load is also smeared on her tee as a trophy.

My dick has had enough of being squeezed into latex.  I go to wash the lube off me—while thinking you just never know what will happen on a simple trip to the bookstore…

Kieran Is Ready for My Cock

 My Playroom—June, 2026

 

I was very busy at the end of May—with a work gig and, well, with cruising for sex.  But June started with a short, laid-back suck and fuck with Kieran.  We’d had some trouble setting it up with my crazier than usual schedule.  But we found a date on the first Wednesday of the month…

 

Kieran wastes no time in chit chat as I answer the door.  He heads right for the playroom and starts to strip down.  I join him.  I am naked under my robe but for the fragrant jock and my combat boots.  I hang the robe on the doorknob, just as the fully naked Kieran sits on the bed.

“I’ve been looking forward to sucking this,” he says as he reaches out and caresses the jock pouch.  My cock swells.  I pull the fabric to the side and let my meat fall out.  Kieran takes it into his hand and pulls me gently closer.  His mouth envelops me—and I sigh.

Kieran’s mouth really is amazing.  He is a natural—and has been doing it even longer than I have. (While we are of a similar age, I know he started sucking his contemporaries at a much younger age than I did.)  He takes me effortlessly down his throat.  Over and over.  Now his tongue is everywhere:  around the head, in my piss slit, licking my shaft. 

I can’t help but fuck his face for a moment—but I soon stop and let him go back to being in control.  He goes for balls.  I want more, so I offer to lie down.  He is instantly between my legs, lifting the hairy sack and tonguing my cock ring and below it.  When he tires of that, he goes back to my now dripping dick.  He licks the bead of precum off it, before swallowing me down again and again.

It’s a slightly odd angle for him, with his bad knee, but he stays there longer than I expect.  Soon, I am standing again.  This time I fuck his face in earnest.

“Damn!” he groans as he pulls off me for air.  “Do it again.”  I do, harder perhaps than the first time.  Kieran pulls off me once again.  “Now do that to my ass.”

We move to the sling.  He hops up into it and I get his legs in the stirrups.  He pulls his ass towards me, using the D rings—for a man who’d never been in one before, he is now getting to be a pro.  I kneel and lick his tortured ass lips.  They are full and meaty.  He groans.  “So good.”

His moans make me linger there even longer than usual.  I grease my cock with coconut oil as I lick and slowly begin to tongue fuck his hole.  He kneads his small dick and massive balls sack.  Finally, I stand up and slide inside him.  He groans and I sigh.  He’s tight today.  But in a good way.

I begin a leisurely stroke in and out.  My hips takes over and soon they are slapping into his full ass.

I pull out and go get the clear dildo with the black handle.  I know he likes this toy—as it is a similar girth to the one toy he plays with at home.  I grease it up and it slides home easily.  He enjoys the slight swell in the shaft of the toy as it moves in and out.

I fuck him again, my dick fat and red and fully aroused.

Then I move to something bigger—the Seahorse.  I now love using this toy.  The tip is so small it will fit in anyone who can take my dick.  The thickness grows in a wonderfully gradual progression—so it can stretch the man’s ass to just the right amount for him.  Kieran can now take half the toy.  Up from a third the last time I used it on him.

It’s back to my dick.  Long strokes and hard.

“Use that metal one…”

He means the Ballistic Butt Bomb.  I go over to the shelf and retrieve it.  I lube it up and twirl it into him.  He groans.  I move forward and straddle the shaft, which rubs on my ball sack.  My cock pushes into him, the shaft is rubbing the greasy metal below and the cock head slams into the thick ball deep in his ass.  It is my new favorite double fuck toy.  I love the cool steel on my cock and the ‘surprise’ when I hit the rounded end of the toy deep inside Kieran’s ass.

The double fuck is doing it for Kieran.  His small cock erects.  He is rubbing it constantly now.  I pick up the fuck pace—and that does it.  His balls empty—and he shoots all over his hairy chest.

I don’t get off—and that’s just fine.  I lean over and sample a quick drool of cum from his cock head…