"Meet Us At the Bookstore"

Northwest Indiana—October, 2018

“Reid thinks we should meet at the bookstore tomorrow at 2pm, so the two of you can fuck someone else.” Don wrote me in a text.   “Know any bottoms?”

(Don is the man who owned up to his partner about playing with me.  Reid was so receptive to opening their relationship that we had a number of meets, some planned and some not, while I was working out of state.)   

Being in Indiana, I could think of no one better than Miguel, the Latino bottom who I have seen take on a whole bookstore or who rules the dark room at the house parties I attend.  I dropped him a line.  Always up for a fuck or six, he was really intrigued when I mentioned the other top’s cock was bigger than mine.  He said he’d try to make it.

I get there early.  Frankly I want some time to suck a cock or two before I get down to business.  We are meeting in the bookstore where you buy a combo ticket for the theatres and the arcade.  The theatre is on one side of the retail store, the arcade on the other.  I piss and head to the theatre.  Surprise.  Don is here already.  He tells me Reid is cruising the arcade.

“I meant to tell you,” Don says as we hug, “Reid loved it, I mean loved it, when you asked permission to blow your load in me.”

I grin and stow that information away for future reference.

Reid joins us.  We chat for a moment as we are the only people in the room.  Soon others arrive.  Don takes that as a cue to open my pants, very aware of all eyes on him as he kneels in front of me and gets my dick out.  Reid sits watching us.  He unzips and frees his hardening dick.  Don’s tongue makes contact with my piss slit.  You can hear a gasp from the three men standing behind us, watching. 

I let Don set his own pace.  He licks my balls, my shaft and my cock head before he ovals his mouth and takes me halfway down his throat.  He gets me rock hard.  He pulls off, showing my full size to the guys, now groping themselves behind us.  I nudge him over to give Reid the same treatment.  I sit beside Reid as Don is getting as much as he can of Reid into his mouth.  Soon he is going back and forth between us.

One of our onlookers is a hot bear.  He sits down in a chair to the side.  He pulls out a nice, larger than average dick and works it as he watches us.  Reid pushes his boy towards the new man.   Don crawls over and begins to suck him.  I take Don’s place between Reid’s spread legs.  I take him a little deeper than when we last played, but barely. 

Reid points to his boy’s ass.  I move over and undo Don’s belt and pants.  I pull them down, exposing his naked ass.  My tongue connects with Don’s pucker.  Another gasp from our audience.  I work on getting his ass crack good and wet.

“Fuck him,” says Reid.  It sounds loud over the slurping we are making.  I rear back and slap my bare cock against Don’s ass.  I hear our audience, now of four, unzip.  I push my wet cock head into him.  Don pauses in his sucking for just a moment.  He adjusts to me and then goes back to work on getting a load down his throat.  I fuck him hard.  I fuck him hard enough that it pushes him against the man—and he gets another inch of cock in his mouth.

A younger guy comes into the room.  He stands transfixed at the sex happening.  Once he spies Reid’s dick, like a flash. he is kneeling and sucking that monster.  The bear pulls away from Don—he doesn’t want to cum.  He leaves and I pull out of Don’s ass for the moment.

Miguel arrives.  He goes right to my dick, grunting his approval of tasting Don’s ass juice on my dick.  When my cock is good and clean, he stands up and strips to nothing but his athletic socks.  He holds onto the back of a chair.  “Fuck me,” he says it to me, but looks around the room to include everyone.

I slide into him.  Don‘s eyes go wide as he watches another man take my dick anally.  Reid stands up, ignoring the younger cock sucker.  He wants to watch me fuck, too.  “Is this the one?” he asks, his voice now softer.

I nod and keep up my ball slapping assault of Miguel’s hole.  Don is now hard and moves around to give Miguel his dick to suck.  Reid watches and strokes.  I slow down to a slow, long stroke.  I accelerate to another blistering assault on his ass. 

I pull out and offer Miguel to Reid.  He’s in that ass almost before I’m out of the way.  I replace Don in Miguel’s mouth.  Don, watching his boyfriend begin the fuck of another man, is dripping precum like crazy.  My index finger swipes it off his cock and I lick it clean.

Reid is huffing like a man on the brink of cumming.  He forces himself to slow down.  He does, and pulls out.

“Fuck him some more.”

I move around and go back up Miguel.  Reid replaces me in Miguel’s mouth.  Miguel is grunting his pleasure at being used so thoroughly.  I am turned on myself by all this.  I mean to start with a more measured fuck, but I am banging his ass like crazy from the moment I slide in.

Don kneels and shares his BF’s cock with Miguel.  I love how easily they are taking to group play.

We switch again.  Reid plows him hard enough to make Miguel yelp.  And he shoots.  He holds on to Miguel’s hips for dear life.   He marinates in the cummed out hole for a long time.  When he finally pulls out he gives his dick, gingerly, for Miguel to clean.  I kneel and lick up a major drip of cum leaking from Miguel’s puffy hole. 

“I need to fuck in your load,” I hiss.  I stand up and revel in his cum coating my cock. 

Don moves over to watch me.  “Pull out; show me his cum on your dick.”

I do.  He groans at seeing blobs of cum on my dick.  He surprises me and bends, sucking me clean.  I go in again.  We repeat the cleaning process.  Reid grins and leaves to find the restroom.

Don is so turned on he takes a turn fucking Miguel—something I don’t think he ever does.  Miguel cleans Don’s cock and asks for a break.  He gets dressed and stumbles out to get some water.

“I should get off, Reid will want to leave.”  He kneels on two chairs, a knee on each seat.  He tells me to fuck the cum out of him.  I spit on his hole and slide in.  I fuck him hard.  I grab and cock and stroke him to the rhythm of my fuck.

Don groans and shudders.  He spews on the floor very, very fast…

*****

I am left alone.  

I try to find a cock to suck.  It’s no use.  In all the booths are bottoms who need to suck more than I do. 

I let a guy who looks like a trucker service me orally for a bit.  He asks if I fuck.  We go to a bigger booth and I load his ass. 

Indiana House Party--Fucking the Cub

Northwestern Indiana—June, 2018

I came home from IML earlier than usual and had to start my summer of concentrated work.  I had the first weekend of the month off and I ran to the bookstore, feeling starved for fun.  I gave a lot of head, but with no loads shot.  I endured a lot of teeth scraping blow jobs.  I fucked a cute Latino, but he insisted on a condom, so I felt next to nothing.  It was too little and too soon after all the glorious sex I’d been having in Chicago.

By the third week of June I timed my schedule at work to allow me to go to the big house party in Northwest Indiana.  I have reported many times about my play there.  I managed to get there just after the start time.  This is the place where you can play all over his house.  There is a bedroom upstairs and two couches, one with porn.  In the basement is where most of the action happens.  There is a big area with porn shown from a projected TV and a dark area around behind—that now has a bed.  I changed into a clean(ish) jock and put my boots back on.  I began to explore…

Upstairs, no one is in the bedroom.  One man is jerking to the porn in the living room.  A trio sit on the couch near the porch.  They are lazily trading blow jobs.  I go down to the furnished basement.  There is clutch of men beyond the bar and in the porn area.  One bear stands astride in the middle of the pathway.  His hands are on his hips.  A very young man in on his knees sucking the Bear’s cock.  Two other men are working the Bear’s nipples—one chewing and one twisting. 

My cock reacts.  I add to the picture by sinking to my knees.  I pull the Bear’s hairy cheeks apart and begin rimming him.  He reaches back and holds my shaved head in place.  He groans.  I hear the cocksucker pick up the pace.  I thrust my tongue into him harder and harder.  The cocksucker is rewarded with a mouthful of jizz.  The men disperse instantly.  The Bear, who I know only by sight from these parties, turns and gives me a hand up.

“I knew that had to be you, you pig,” he grins affably and goes off to the bar, his thick cock softening. 

I move on to the dark room.  A large man gives me great blowjob.  I can’t be sure, but it feels like he took out a bridge—so it’s a great gumjob.  He finally stops when he realizes there is not going to be a load anytime soon.  I have been watching a couple 69ing on the bed.  I know the man whose ass is now pointed at me.  I kneel on the bed and lick his hole.  He shivers.  Calls me by name and spews his load into the man’s mouth beneath him.

Well, damn.  I was hoping to join this one, not end it.

I get some more head by a younger guy.  He loses interest, too, with no easy load.

Suddenly the oral only night stops dead.  Miguel, the younger Latino, who my friend and former blogger Ryan have often shared, is there. 

“Fuck me, Papi.”

He has not fully undressed.  He opens his shirt and bends over, his lovely smooth butt framed by his ass-less underwear.  I get busy eating his hole.  He’s appreciative—but he wants my dick.  Now. 

“Stick it in me.”  I stand up and slide it in.  He is so damn tight.  It feels like he hasn’t been fucked since I last saw him 9 months ago.  Young Miguel wills himself to relax—and he does.  I’m fully in and he feels great.

We’ve barely made any noise, but the men descend on us like crazy to watch the first fuck of the evening.  Y Miguel spooks.  Ryan, who I hadn’t even seen arrive, is next to me.  He tries to grab him, but Y Miguel is out of there.

I take a break.  I rinse off—since I know some men are squeamish about ass to mouth.  I go towards the upstairs bedroom.  I can’t get in—there is another cocksucking cluster in the hallway.  Two men my age are standing side by side.  One is getting his cock sucked.  The other is rampant and playing with the first man’s nipples.  I get on my knees and suck the rampant cock.  The guy groans and tells me to take it.  I do.  Every inch.  The top guys begin fucking the cock suckers’ mouths.  I can take mine easily; the other sucker is having trouble with a thicker dick.  He gives up.  Thick Dick pulls me off my man and pushes me onto his dick.  I open wide and take him.  He grunts.  He thrusts.  He pulls out and shoots all over my beard.  I try to go back down on the thinner cock, but he’s done, it seems.  I am left alone, covered, in the hallway.

*****

I finally make it into the bedroom.  The room is busy.  A couple of pretty boys are kissing on the bed.  Young Miguel is giving them both head.  Ryan is fucking a fully clothed Black guy who is bent over and holding onto the head board.  We make eye contact and… Ryan grunts and shoots into the hot looking ass.  I move in for some felching—but no.  The Black kid has come to a fuck party without doing any kind of clean out at all.  I make a hasty retreat.

I wander downstairs again.  A new arrival is on the back bed.  This Cub is on all fours giving head to a Daddy.  I have fucked this young man before here at the party.  He is proudly on PrEP and loves to take raw cocks and the loads that come with them.  I watch his ebony colored ass writhe with the motion of the blow job he is delivering.  I kneel down and my tongue connects with his hole. 

“You’re here,” he says, pulling off the cock in front of him. 

I don’t say anything.  I just keep swabbing his pucker with my tongue.  The guy he’s sucking seems to be embarrassed there is someone else in the room.  He gets up and shuffles away.  The Cub grinds his ass into my face.  Now he’s all about his ass.  His hand finds his own sizable cock and he begins beating it.

I stand up and slap my cock on his hole.

“Fuck me!  Fuck me with that huge daddy cock.”

I prod his opening.  It’s looser now.  And sopping wet.  My cock head disappears.  I keep just my dripping head in him for the moment.  Then I pull out and begin eating his hole again, relishing the taste of my precum with his ass juices.

“Fucker…” he mumbles into the pillow where he’s buried his head.  “Fuck me….”

I stand up again.  I force the head in again.  His ass tightens around the invader.  I begin the slow descent into the very core of his sex. 

“Oooh…” he croons into the pillow.  “I’m getting fucked.  I’m gonna get fucked so hard.”

I bottom out.  I wait.  Just briefly.  I slap his ass and begin the pull out.

“Give it to him good,” says a new voice behind me.  “Fuck that bitch until he can’t walk.”

In spite of myself I find myself fucking the Cub harder than I mean to—at least this fast.  The Cub is totally into it.  He is lost in his own private fuck world.  The voyeur moves in a little more.  He bends so he can watch my very White cock split open this very Black ass. 

“Look at that…” the Voyeur breathes, softly now, so as not to get in the way of the scene.  He’s impressed.  He begins jerking his dick in time to the fuck I’m delivering the Cub. 

I am fucking with long regular strokes.  I am showing off.  Almost all the way out.  All the way in.  Grind my pubes into him.  Almost all the way out…Over and over.

“You going to breed him?” the Voyeur asks.

“Yes!”  The Cub answers before I can.

“Fuck, yeah.”  The Voyeur straightens up.  He splatters the Cub’s upturned ass with his cum.  A huge splat of it hits my churning dick.  It is instantly fucked into the Cub. “Damn, you just gave him my cum!”

His words are my trigger.  I fire two weeks’ worth of seed into the Cub’s ass.

Over and over.

The Cub pushes back and milks my dick.  He wants every drop.

Coitus Interruptus

Northwest Indiana—October, 2017

Many readers love the entries about the house parties I attend in this area.  The host is a snow bird, so they are given only when he is in Indiana for the summer.  This year, every single party he threw was a night when I had to work late.  Until the one in October.  Even now, when I was living almost in his back yard, I knew I couldn’t get there until later than usual. 

I wondered if it was worth my time to go that late.  I got a text from Young Miguel:  “r u going to party tonight?”

I sent back I could if he was going, but that I couldn’t get there until 11:30 pm. 

The next message read:  “Good i want yur dick again.”

I arrive at 11:25.  There are still a good number of cars parked in the yard of his ranch house.  I go in and strip, zipping my clothes into my bag.  I leave on a jock and put my boots back on.  I do a quick tour.  The bedroom on the upper floor holds two bears giving each other head.  The hide-a-bed in what is usually a dining room, has a young man on his knees with a daddy dick in his mouth.  In the living room, another bear is stroking to porn.  But no Miguel.

I go downstairs.  I wave to the host at the bar.  No one is in the glory hole nook.  The couches in front of the porn projected on the wall are busy.  Men stroke themselves or the man next to them.  A couple lean over and take a neighbor's wet dick into their mouths.  But no Miguel.  I continue on into the back room.  The host has added a bed back here.  And it’s full of three cubs at play.  Two of them have sandwiched the third between them.  One gives him head as the other licks his ass.

I take my dick out and stroke as I watch them.  I want to replace the ass eater—I know I could do a better (deeper) job. The man in the middle reaches out and strokes my cock for me.  And Y Miguel comes around the corner.  He falls to his knees and takes my cock out of the Cub’s hand and begins to suck me.  To the root—repeatedly.

“Look at him take that cock,” chortles the Cub who was sucking.  “Damn!”

I let him go to town on my engorged dick.  Eventually, I pull him off and up.  We kiss.  I gently push him onto the bed with the other three guys.  He knows what I want—he gets on all fours.  I kneel behind that beautiful butt.  The former ass eater leans across Y Miguel and thoughtfully spreads his cheeks for me.  I plunge into his warm hole. 

“He’s hungry,” the ass eater says, looking on.  “What a hot ass.”  He squirms around on the bed to present his dick to Y Miguel.  The other two men go back to sucking.  Y Miguel hesitates.  I tell him to suck it.  He swallows the tiny dick to the root.

I spit into his hole one last time.  I rear up and get the head of my cock in Miguel’s ass.

“He’s going in bareback,” the former ass eater reports to the other two.

Y Miguel lets me fuck for a moment.  He then pulls away and rolls off the bed.  “Come on…”  He leads me out of the room, not wanting to show off any longer.  Every room he leads me to has fellow fuckers in it.  We end up in the back bathroom.  I lock the door at his request. 

He’s back on his knees.  He grunts in appreciation at the taste of his hole on my dick.  He gets me super wet, stands up and bends over, grabbing the counter top.  “Fuck me hard, Papi.  Fuck me like at the bookstore.” 

My dick slides home in one long thrust.  Y Miguel grunts his pleasure out and cracks open the poppers.  He inhales—then can’t find the cap.  The vapor fills the enclosed room.  We are both rushing now.  We fuck faster and faster. 

“Oh, fuck.  Fuck.  Fuck,” he chants.

I slap his ass.  It sounds deafening in the tiny room.

We slow down.

We stop only because neither of us want to come yet.

I tell him to go have some fun but to find me when he wants to get off.

I don’t see him again that night.

*****

I join the men watching the projected porn.  I suck two of them off—swallowing their loads.

*****

I take the tour again.  An adorable, dark haired cub and a bubble butted Black kid both in their early 30’s are sucking each other on the upstairs bed.  I’m invited to join.  They suck me singly.  They take turns on me.  I suggest one sucks me as the other sits on my face.  Everybody loves this idea.  The Bubble Butt is riding my tongue like it was a cock.  The Cub sucks me making the sexiest groans.

“You’ve got to sit on his face,” Bubble Butt tells the Cub.

They trade.  The Cub loves it.  Too much.  He shoots all over my chest.  Bubble Butt comes off my cock and licks up the load.  He feeds it to me without being asked.  We kiss and savor his spunk, back and forth, for long minutes.

“Will you fuck me?” he asks as we come up for air.

“Sure.”

He hands me a condom.  Shit.  I unroll it.  And we fuck.  But it is only ok.  We both know it.  Bubble Butt pulls off me, turns around and yanks the condom off my dick.  “Let’s do it right,” he whispers.

I re-lube and sink into his warm ass.  We both groan in unison—which makes us laugh.

We fuck in earnest.  I know it’s late and I really want to get off.  I am so damn close.

“Can I ride your cock?”

I almost say no, as I never cum that way, but I let him.  He sinks down on me and in three strokes he is firing all over my chest, too.  “Don’t worry, I can keep going,” he grunts out.  And he does.  I mop up some of his load, taste it.  I’m building nicely.  Maybe I can shoot…

And our host steps in.  “Don’t mind me…” He begins to tidy the room and chat.  It’s 1:00am and it’s time to leave.  The young man dismounts.  I thank him—and the host—and never do get off that night.

Two Asses on Offer: Miguel Vs. Miguel

Northwest Indiana—October, 2017

I got a message from my friend Ryan that Miguel (who we’d recently fucked, bred and felched at one of the bookstores) was going to be back there on a Saturday afternoon.  Not only was he going to be there, but another of Ryan’s regular f-buds—and one who I had used at a number of the Indiana house parties—was coming as well.  Confusingly, he is also a Miguel…so for this particular post we will have Miguel (the open hole we recently filled) and Young Miguel. 

Yes, something to be thankful for as I write on this Thanksgiving Day…dueling bottoms who both want my cock and cum.

We are meeting up at the bookstore closest to where I am staying—the one that has a Cinema on one side and an arcade on the other.  I get there before any of them.  I have time for a little warm up before the main event.  I go into the cinema side.  There is one man standing in the back.  He’s the Young Man with the Scraggily Goatee and the beautiful uncut cock who I sucked during an earlier visit.  POST.  Today, he wears a Harley Davidson cap which suits him well.  He grins as he sees me come in and offers me his cock.  I kneel quickly and take him to the root as I open my own trousers.  He lets me work his foreskin until he’s drooling pre-cum.

Soon he’s pumping his cock into my mouth—but stops just before he cums.  He pulls out.  “Would you let me suck yours?” 

Well, hell, yes!  I stand up and let this guy go down on me.  He isn’t opening wide enough at first, but gets the idea fast.  He’s good once he gets going.  He pulls off me.  “You gonna give me your cum?”  I shake my head—but he goes back to work, hoping I won’t be able to help myself.  He is stroking himself as he sucks my bigger dick.  Suddenly he stands up and grunts “Take my load.”  I fall to my knees and get every drop of his cum.  He thanks me and leaves. 

I stand up and Ryan comes in as I’m licking my lips.  He’s spread the word to both bottoms to buy the combined package so we can fuck in more comfort over here than in a cramped booth.  For now, we wander the arcade.

When I go to cross back to the Cinema, I’m told by management they have closed it for a re-wiring issue.  I guess we’ll be fucking in the booths after all.

Young Miguel arrives first.  He finds me in the corridor.  Ryan has ducked into a booth, YM and I find another.  He is looking great.  Maybe 30—likely 27 or 28—he is taller than I remember, 5’10 or so.  His chest has filled out from hard work at the gym.  And he’s still ravenous for big dick—especially big white dick.

He falls to his knees.  “Thank you, Papi.” My cock fits effortlessly into his mouth.  His eyes look up into mine.  He sucks me until I’m dripping.

“Get my balls.”  He does.  Tonguing them with broad, wet strokes which mat the hair.  I pull him off me and up so we can kiss.  He opens his pants.  They drop to the floor, the belt buckle hitting the floor loudly.

He knows what I want—and I think he wants it every bit as much.  He kneels with his right leg up on the bench, jutting his brown ass right at me.  I kneel and taste him.  His hole gives way to my tongue with only slight resistance.  I am deep inside—leaving him as wet as possible for my raw cock.  He grinds his nearly hairless crack against my beard.

“That feels so good,” he whispers.

I work harder at making sure my beard caresses every inch of the crevice between his cheeks. I zero in on his hole once more.  It’s now wet and pliant.  I am so ready to get my cock in him.

“Fuck me…”  Y Miguel is ready, too.

I stand up and slowly work my flared head into him.

“Oh, shit,” YM grunts out.  “Fuckin’ daddy cock.   Give me all of it.”

I keep right on sliding up him.  I pause for a moment.  And Young Miguel starts fucking himself on my rigid dick before I can begin the back stroke.  I let him impale himself.  I knock his jerking hand away from his own dick, for I don’t want him to shoot too soon.  When he slows down, I take over, pummeling his upturned butt.

I pull out.  I kneel and taste his hole again.  His ass is super wet and his ass lips are beginning to plump. 

“That is so nasty…” he hisses as my tongue pushes into the hole my cock just vacated.  My goatee is soon damp with his ass juices.  I spit and probe as deeply as I can.  I rise and enter him.  Roughly.  Daddy is in charge now.  And he wants to fuck.  Hard.  So hard that Y Miguel’s head hits the cheap plywood wall.

I stop.  I pull him up into a kiss.  I press his shoulders down.  I want him to clean my cock.  He hesitates, but licks the head on my dick.  Once he realizes how good he tastes he is lapping up every inch of my cock.

“Fuck—I taste good.”

I pull Young Miguel off me and up into an embrace.  “Why do you think I spend so much time eating your ass?”

We kiss once more and he reluctantly let’s me go find the other guys.

*****

I find them.  In the back booth—the one with two gloryholes.  Ryan has left the door open.  He is fucking Miguel who is sucking a small cock sticking through the glory hole.  With the Cinema out of bounds, we will never get the Miguels side by side so we can switch off on them as Ryan and I hoped.  Four people will never fit in one booth.  Three is tight and this back booth is one of the larger ones.  The cock in the wall pulls out of Miguel’s mouth.  Ryan has his back to me, but he knows I’m there.  He turns and asks if I want a turn.

I don’t answer.  I simply kneel.  Ryan pulls out and shoves his ass slicked cock in my mouth.  I clean it.  Miguel tastes just as good (though totally different) than the younger man.  I switch from sucking Ryan to exploring Miguel’s hole with my tongue.  The cock, or maybe it’s a new one, pokes through the hole.  Miguel sucks it down.  He is rewarded with a load before I’m done rimming him.  He spits some of it into his hand.  I stand up and he coats my dick with it.

“Yeah, fuck that cum into him,” Ryan hisses.  I slip easily into his used hole with all that cum.

“He take any other loads?” I ask Ryan.

“Not yet,” he says, shaking his head. 

I fuck Miguel hard.  He keeps his mouth right by the gloryhole, hoping for another dick. I am frothing the cum I’ve driven into Miguel.  I pull out and let Ryan sample it.  He cleans my dick and I plunge back in.  I fuck him hard enough that you can hear my hips slapping his ass throughout the store.  I could so easily load this man—right here, right now.  But I gave him my load last time.  I really want to give it to Young Miguel.

I pull out and push Ryan’s face into the frothy mess that is Miguel’s ass.  Ryan licks him clean as I back out of the booth. 

*****

I can’t find Young Miguel.  I wonder if he has found someone he wanted. 

I piss. And on the second circuit I find Y Miguel opening a door quite close to where we were playing.  I ask if he had any fun when I was gone.

He shakes his head.  “No, Papi.  I want your dick and your cum.”

He strips.  Totally this time and folds his clothes on his shoes and tucks them under the bench.  My fatigues are around my ankles—the boots won’t let them come off easily.  I kneel and taste his ass again.  I slather it with saliva.

“Fuck me hard, Papi.  Make me feel it tomorrow at church.”

Oh, fuck. There’s a line to make my cock drip.  I spit one last time in his hole and stand up.  Y Miguel guides my cock into his ass.  I am moving very slowly—on purpose.  Every movement makes both of us squirm or shake.  I sink into him again.  For a moment I think he’s taken a load, he is so damn wet, but the smell is all him—that same ass lube I have all over my beard.  I fuck him slowly.  Disregarding his demands for me to go faster.  I pump his hole in half time.  And Y Miguel is literally shaking as I do it.

“Please…”

And I let him have it.  I am suddenly on turbo drive.  I pound his ass as hard as I’ve ever fucked anyone.  His hands fly up against the wall, off his dick, supporting himself against the railing he is receiving.  I pull out.  Brutally.  It leaves his hole gaping.  I kneel and taste it.

“Ahhhhhh…!!”  Y Miguel moans.

I taste myself in the mix of ass lube and pre-cum.  It triggers my orgasm.  I plunge back into his hole—unloading a two day load into him.  I shudder each time his ass grips my tender dick.

We marinate a long time.  My arms still wrapped around him from behind.

“Clean my dick,” I whisper in his ear.  “Taste my load.”

He doesn’t move.  I pull halfway out, swipe my index finger across my cum streaked dick and bring it up to his mouth.  He suckles the finger clean.  Only then does he break the embrace and pull off me so he can taste every drop clinging to my spent cock…

*****

In the car I text Ryan to find Miguel in booth 8 so he can felch my load.