Used for His Pleasure

 Near Home—April, 2025

 

Friday afternoon.  It is my favorite day of the week to go to the bookstore and see who is looking.  Today, I knew there would be at least one man.  Kieran had contacted me about a meet.  Friday is an odd day for him; he usually can only get away from his wife on Tuesday or Thursday.  I suggested the bookstore instead of the playroom as I really wanted to see who else was around.  He agreed to meet me there.

 

I go into the darkened room.  The cocksucking couple is here.  Kieran sits off to my left, along the side wall, watching the straight porn.  He nods to me as I sit down.  I take out my dick.  The moment it hardens up, Kieran stands and walks over.  He kneels and takes me into his mouth.  I really do love his tongue.  His technique is great.  I am panting in no time.  He pauses and takes a breather.  And then does it all again.  I actually wish I could give him the load he so desperately wants, but it is just too soon.

This time when he stops, he gives me a little ‘thank you’ head nod and takes off.

Shaved Head is fine with sucking my wet cock next.  I look around the room.  There are eight of us here, now Kieran has left.  I nod to the Voyeur who sits, stroking his long, thin dick, in the dark corner of my row of chairs.  A man comes in and sits in the chair next to the Voyeur.  He looks familiar, but I can’t place him.  Instead, I return my attention to the man sucking my cock, squeezing his shoulder in thanks.  He finishes up the moment his knees ache.  He and his partner go off for a late lunch.

I stroke.

The Voyeur stands up, his hard cock swinging.  He stands next to the man who I thought I recognized.  The Voyeur grabs the back of the guy’s head and guides him onto his cock.  He holds him in place as he fucks his mouth.  Now I know why I remembered him—I’ve seen them do this before.  The Voyeur is in full Dom mode.  He is fucking the guy’s throat hard and deep, occasionally making him gag.

This is more fun than the porn.  I watch him fuck the man’s face until the guy’s eyes water.  The Voyeur slows, pulls out and sits back down.  He points to the floor between his spread legs.  The submissive man tries to ignore him.  But can’t.  He kneels and continues sucking on the thin cock.

“You need to do him,” the Voyeur says, pointing at me.  “That fat dick.”

The guy shakes his head.  The Voyeur insists.  And suddenly the sub is kneeling between my legs and sucking my cock.  He’s good, but has none of that ‘love for a cock in his mouth’ that someone like Kieran makes me feel.  But the scenario is hot.  “Show him how much you love his cock,” the Voyeur rasps out.

I hear the sub unzip.  He begins stroking himself as he sucks me a little faster.  And deeper.  The Voyeur beats his cock, occasionally slapping it on the back of the subs neck.  Suddenly, I stand up.  I grab the sub’s head by the ears and begin fucking his face.  Deep.

He groans.  The Voyeur smirks.  And in moments the sub shoots all over the floor between my boots.  He twists away from us and runs to the rest room. 

“I just spoiled your fun,” I smile as I sit down.

“Well, suck my dick then…”

He sits and I kneel.  It takes him no time at all for him to give me the load the sub was going to get…

An older man, who has watched the entire scene stands up.  “You got me so hot,” he says to the two of us, but sticks his cock in my mouth.  He instantly fires off a load and takes off.

The Voyeur leaves.  I watch porn, the two loads in my stomach giving me some heady jizz joy.  I look around.  There are three men left, but they are all interested in the videos or their phones.

I stroke.

Men come and go.

The porn changes.  It’s better.  And I am fine, now alone but for a cross dresser in a skirt and horrible wig.

The door opens.  Two men come in—a guy my age and Cute College Kid—who sits right next to me, giving me a huge smile.  In moments, he is stripping himself naked, but for socks.  “I need your mouth, Daddy…”  I go to the floor, taking his thin cock into my mouth.  I suck his dick.  I lick his balls.  My tongue travels down his taint, but he pulls me up before I can reach his hole.  He guides me back to his cock.  He begins to shudder—and his jizz gushes out of his dick.  A huge load.  I swallow it all.  I clean him up.  He sighs and rubs my head. 

I sit back down.  We sit side by side watching the porn.  It takes no more than 20 minutes for him to be rampant once more.  I look at him stroking to the cum being spewed on the television in front of us.

CCK stands up.  He walks around to look at the gay porn behind us.  Still totally naked, he is now on my left.  He turns back to the straight screen.  His hand reaches out and pulls my head into his naked ass.  He bends, just slightly, so my tongue hits his moist hole.  I groan.  I have never seen him be demanding, but I like it.  He grinds his ass crack against my goatee and tongue.  I tongue fuck him for a long moment as he jerks his cock.  I am finding it hard to breathe.  He must hear my gulping for air.  He finally lets me go.  Only to pull me back into his crack the moment I’ve taken a deep breath.  I lick and prod him with my tongue.  His taste is delicious.  I can’t get over my good luck that he loves what I can give him—even though he is about a third of my age.

He lets me go.  As CCK walks in front of me, I see the CD is now orally servicing the only other guy in the place.  CCK doesn’t sit.  He kneels on his chair, his ass jutting out.  “Lick my ass,” he whispers.  “Tongue fuck me.”  I go to my knees.  I begin drilling into his butt in earnest.  I really want to fuck him, but I am letting him call the shots.  I eat his hole out.  The hair around his pucker is sopping wet.  He is jerking himself all this time.  I can hear it. 

I stand up.  I wipe my dripping cock on his pucker.  I go right back to my knees and drill my precum into him with my tongue.  This makes him groan and stroke faster.  My cock keeps oozing in my fist as my tongue on his slightly gaping hole, makes him whimper.

“I’m gonna shoot!”  He twists around, getting his cock into my mouth for a second load of cum.  Not as big, but just as tasty.

As Cute College Kid’s groans fill the room, it causes the man getting sucked by the CD to explode as well.

I keep CCK in my mouth until he wilts.  I love that he is almost always good for two loads. 

He grins and pulls me close.  It’s a light kiss.  More about tasting his jizz than passion…

Restraining Keith

 My Playroom—April, 2025

 

I was excited.  Keith was coming back to the playroom.  I hadn’t minded packing up the equipment to go to his place, but it was just easier to be in my own little den of iniquity.  I had done nothing on the Sunday after the house party, so my balls were full for Keith on this sunny Monday afternoon.

He arrived, looking as hot as always.  We hugged and we went straight to the basement.  I shut the door and turned on the porn as he got naked.  Keith is now in his 50’s but you’d not know it.  He stood there, naked, his cock plumping and asked the best possible question: “Where do you want me…?”

 

I don’t answer.  I go and sit on the fuck bench, that is still in the padded table position.  I spread my legs as I point to the floor in front of me.  He kneels.  His mouth is all over the discolored fabric of the jock.  He tongues it.  He pulls it aside and sighs as his tongue finds my balls.  He suckles each one before he moves to my elongated dick.  He licks up the shaft before taking me into his throat for the first of countless times today.  He sucks me for a bit, then moves back to my balls.  And under them.  I lean back, but it’s not as comfortable as I want it to be.

“Let’s move to the bed.”  His face lights up.  I lie down so he can work on all of me below the waist, just as he had at his house.  His tongue is everywhere.  Balls, perineum, cock, piss slit and back again to where he started.  He starts for my asshole, but I stop him.  I want to save that treat for later.

Finally, Keith comes up for air.  He is breathing slightly hard, but the look on his face is ecstatic.   “I need to eat your ass,” I tell him, pointing to the flattened fuck bench.  He gets up and gets on all fours.  I kneel behind him and my tongue connects with his slightly puffy ass lips.  I dig in.  He sighs.  He remembers the mirror on the side wall that show him just what I’m doing.  His gaze is riveted to watching me eat him out.  I can’t get enough of his hole.  It is juicing more and more as my tongue invades him.

Finally, I stand up.  My very red cock pushes into him.  Keith gasps.  I wait for his breathing to change.  When it does, I begin a slow in and out.  He moans in pleasure.  I pick up speed.  Soon my hips are slapping his upturned ass.  I stop abruptly.  I pull out and give him my cock to clean.  He licks his ass lube off it, mumbling a little incoherently about how good it is.  I go back and fuck him again.  Another cleaning.

“Let’s move to the sling.”

He gets in, his legs up on the chains.  I move to the side of the sling.  He assumes I’m feeding him my cock again.  But I’m not.  I unsnap the wrist restraints hanging above his head and put them on him.  His eyes get slightly wider as I buckle them in place.  “You said you wanted to try some new things.  Is this okay?”

He nods.  And I fasten his wrists up on the sling chains above his head.  “No jerking while I fuck you,” I grin.  I do his ankles and attach them to the chains.  I love the look of him trussed up.  I go to my knees and eat his juicy hole.  I stand up and fuck.  I eat him out again.  And fuck.

Keith is groaning.  He is so used to either feeling himself or touching my head as I rim, that not being able to move is really new.  As I go to eat his hole again, I remember how Jake had suggested attaching the chain in the middle of the sling frame, so I could clip his legs to it so they were straight up.  I add the chain and move him.  Keith moans his approval.  I grab the leather blindfold.

“I’ve never done this…” he mumbles as I re-size it for his head.  I black out his vision, with the soft lambskin, on the inside, covering his face. 

“Okay?”

He nods.  Not quite trusting himself to speak.  I eat his ass.  I fuck him.  I have him clean my cock.  But everything feels different now.  He can’t tell what I’m going to do before I do it.  I fill my mouth with my warm tea before I eat him out again.  He groans at the temperature change.  I eat.  I fuck.  The next time I take a drink of the ice water that is always in the playroom.  He really moans as my cold tongue burrows into him.  I fuck him again.  Hard.  Fast.  Rocking the sling frame.

I stick my dick in his mouth and remove the blindfold.  He tells me how much he loved it.  I unclip him and help him out of the sling.  “My turn,” I tell him.  “I want you to lick my ass.”  I jump in the sling, my legs on the chains.  “Pass me the blindfold.”  He gets it from where it hangs on the corner of the frame.  I put it on and ‘go away’…letting his tongue do anything he wants to me.  He licks, he tongue-fucks me.  He does my balls.  Licks up the shaft of my dripping cock—and burrows into my ass again, tongue fucking my precum into my hole.  I bring my knees to my chest, tilting my ass up slightly.  Keith moans…and goes deeper with his tongue…

*

I slowly come back to reality and tell him we should get me out of the sling.  I take off the blindfold. For a moment, I feel slightly unsteady on my feet as I stand up.  We hug—before I pull the rimseat from the wall and move it next to the bed.

“Who’s under first?” I ask.

“Please let me.  I want you to sit on my face so bad.”

I nod and let him lie down.  I lower the seat and sit down.  I take a hit of poppers and get lost as he licks out my hole once again.  But it feels different now.  Even more connected with each other.  When my head clears, I abruptly stand up.  I grab the spreader bar and clip it to the ankle restraints.  I roll his legs up.  He grabs the bar along with me, rotating his ass off the mat and into perfect fuck position.  I fuck him hard, before letting his legs down.  I sit again on the rimseat.  He thanks me by letting his tongue be even more active.

“You want my dick again?”

I am pretty sure he answers “Please, Sir,” but it’s hard to tell with his face pressed so tightly to my ass.  I get up, pull the bar up and fuck him hard.  He reaches for his own cock, and then thinks better of it.  “I’d have shot,” he admits.  I let his legs relax and sit on his face one last time.  Again, he burrows deep, mumbling out how good I taste.

We return to the bed, at his suggestion.  “I need your balls,” he says simply.  He can’t get enough of the sex sweat that has built up where they meet my body.  He licks and licks, his tongue moving non-stop.  Once again, he plays with his cock, but stops himself, just before he shoots.

“Fuck me.  Please.”

I’m delighted to get him back in the sling.  His oral work on my balls has me on the edge.  He hops in.  I spend a little time on his ass, returning the rimming favor.  It just gets me hotter.  I stand up and slip inside him.

“Fuck!” he croons.  “Breed me.”

I nod and begin the final anal assault.  It grows and grows.  I am panting.  I know my orgasm is seconds away, and…

It’s there.  I am flooding him with seed.  Every nerve in my cock is firing and I blast it deep into his guts…

After I recover, I stay inside him, encouraging Keith to shoot himself.  He tries—and though he was so close before—he can’t quite get there.  “Over stimulated,” he sighs.  I tell him to get home and relive the scene, while fingering my cum in his hole.  He nods.  “I will.”

I am pretty sure that worked for him.

Ass After Ass

 Grand Rapids—April, 2025

 

It was time for another sexual free for all.  They aren’t quite as frequent as they once were, but the group sex gathering I attend to the north of me, is always a great change of pace.  I headed there, taking the rimseat, in the middle of the month. 

The door was cracked open, so juggling the rimseat under my arm and the gymbag for my clothes in the other, I pushed into the small home.  The host greeted me as he continued to put bottles of water on ice.  His friend, a tall-ish thin man around my age, greeted me, already totally naked, his big cock swelling as we hugged.  I dropped my bag and went up the stairs to set up the seat.  The sling was to the left of the stairs.  I went right, into the room with the double bed in the middle of the floor—so we had access to it from all four sides.  The rimseat went in the corner of the room, so the man sitting on it would have a good view of the fucking that would likely be happening on the bed.

I went back downstairs to strip.  New arrivals were doing the same thing.  I greeted old standbys of two cubby, younger men, one Black and one white.  At that moment, the bathroom door opened and a totally naked man entered the room.  He was built, with dark hair on his head and legs.  And he was hung.  But with a equally impressive ass.  He introduced himself, while he dug in his bag for poppers and lube.  He also eyed my dick.  And commented that he loved my well used jock as I crammed myself inside it.

Men started going upstairs.  I finished a conversation with the lean friend of the host and we went upstairs together…

 

Sounds of sex are coming from the bedroom.  The gorgeous man is fucking the host.  No, he’s impaling him with a simitar of a dick.  And he has a hood covering his handsome face.  It is cut so his mouth is available.  He holds onto the host’s hips and plows into him.  The host stops moaning as the white cub sticks his dick in the host’s mouth.  It’s an arresting scene.  The other men stand, watching and working our cocks to full hardness.

More men arrive.  I know most of them.  Tim is here without his partner, Tall Top, but with a versatile friend I christened Hot Tats.  Another regular is a bearish top who can shoot many loads.  There is also another newbie, a man in his mid-30’s who is short and lithe with a shaved head and thick black glasses. 

Slowly more men are on the bed.  I begin eating the ass of the hairy friend of the host.  He loves to top with his sizable cock, but he loves my dick splitting him open, too.  I stand and enter him.  He moans and hits the poppers.  I look around the bed.  Multi-cummer is plowing Black Glasses.  The two cubs, best buds, are making out and soon taking turns on sucking the other’s dick.  Hot Tats stands next to Tim, stroking himself hard, as Tim plays with his ass with one hand and jerks himself with the other.

I fuck the ass in front of me.  He moans and reaches for the host, still getting railed by the man in the hood.  The two bottoms hang on to each other.  I pull out.  Tim cleans my dick and Hot Tats fucks the ass I was just in.  Now I fuck Tim.  The bed is alive with writhing men, touching, stroking and getting fucked.  It is the most natural thing in the world for Multi-cummer and I to nod to each other and switch partners.  The men groan with the feel of a different cock in them.

When I need a break, I stand behind Hooded Man.  He is still fucking the host, but now standing on the floor with the host on his back.  I stick my tongue in his ass on the back stroke.  He reaches around and feels my head.  He knows it’s me.  He pulls out of the host and pushes his wet cock into my mouth.  I love the taste of the Host’s ass on it.  Hooded Man lets me get him wet before he find’s the host’s hole again and pushes into him.  I go back to an occasional lick of the moving butt.

The Black Cub finds me there and suggests the rimseat. He never gets fucked, but he loves for me to eat his ass.  He sits down, blacking out my vision and I eat his hot butt.  Someone gives me head as I do it.  I can’t tell who—and I don’t care…

*

The Black Cub gets up.  He extends a hand to pull me up.  At that moment Hooded Man pulls out of the host.  I am on my knees and cleaning his cock.  He figures out it’s me.  He pulls me to my feet and he kisses me, hungry for the juices I just licked off him.  I share. First in one mouth and the then the other.  He goes to his knees (carefully) and sucks my dick.

“You have to fuck me with this,” he grunts out, pulling off me.  He feels his way to a vacant place on the bed.  On all fours.  I tongue his hole.  Now I can really get into it.  He moans and tells me to fuck him hard.  I stand up and I push into him.  He’s tight and wet.  And a skilled milker.  I fuck.  Long and hard.

Black Glasses slides under Hooded Man to suck him as I fuck.  Then he reverses, and works the big scimitar of a dick into his much smaller ass.  Now Hooded Man is getting fucked and has a hot butt on his cock.  He just stays still and lets us use him.

I pull out.  Every man in the room who tops wants to try out Hooded Man’s ass.  And he stays there, taking five of them in quick succession after me.  When the last one pulls out, I go to my knees and feast on his hole…

*

A new arrival is here, my friend Julian from the bookstore.  He starts by topping Hooded Man, but only briefly.  Soon he’s under him, getting fucked by that curved dick.  I watch as I rail Black Glasses—and then my Host.  When he pulls off me, I move to feed my wet cock to Hooded Man as he fucks Julian.  He groans and never misses a stroke…

*

I fuck Tim in the sling.  Hot Tats is working Tim’s nips as I eat and fuck.  Soon they switch out.  I fuck Hot Tats as Tim strokes his fat dick.  Then it’s Tim in the sling with Hot Tat’s fucking him—while I fuck into Hot Tats on each of his backstrokes…

*

I want Julian on the rimseat, but it’s just easier to eat his ass on the bed.  And to plow him as he has a series of dicks in his mouth.  He asks to flip to his back.  I pull out to let him get off his knees and get in legs in the air.  I eat his well fucked hole.  When I come up to enter him again, I am pleased to see he has yet another man in his mouth…

*

There is a lot of groaning from the other end of bed.  The host has gotten Hooded Man’s load.  Other men have shot and left by now.  Multi cummer dropped loads and left after his third (mostly in Black Glasses, I believe.) We troop downstairs for a break.  Some men take off.  Black Glasses wants to get me off.  We go upstairs.  I fuck him.  We are joined by the white cub.  We take turns on his butt hole.

“Fuck him,” says the Cub.  Black Glasses has been flipped from all fours to his back.  I kneel and tongue his very wet butt. 

“Can you taste my loads…?” he groans.

“How many?” asks the cub, holding the young man’s ankles for me.

“At least three, maybe more…”

I knew he felt creamy on my dick, but I love the confirmation of it.  I stand up.

“Give him another,” the Cub barks out.

I push into the young man.  He groans.  I begin to plow him.  Hard.  And fast.

“Do it,” the Cub grunts out.

I am there.  I erupt, thrusting deep.  I want him to keep my cum in him.  My body shakes as I empty my balls.

I pull out slowly.  The Cub takes my place.  “Fuck, he’s wet,” he groans.  He fucks for a very short time before shooting his own load.

“Fuck!”  My dick has not gone down.  I push into Black Glasses the moment the Cub pulls out.  His hole is now so wet with jizz there is barely any friction.  But I don’t need much.  I shoot inside a second time.  This time, as I pull out of him, a massive amount of cum oozes out of his once tight pucker.

I don’t let any go to waste…

The Secret Revealed

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Cum Slut (Conclusion)

 Near Home—April, 2025

 

(This picks up right where the last post left off…)

Road Worker smirks.  And lets my tongue lick the last drip from his cock head.  He even lets me clean his entire cock.

He gets dressed.  I stay on my knees a moment, my breathing slowly returning to normal.  From behind me, a man touches my shoulder.  I turn.  It is the Latino who cross dresses.  He is still in his everyday clothes.  He asks me if I want to fuck him.

I nod.  I need a change of pace.

He strips down.  The woman’s underwear is gone for today.  He is now wearing nothing but socks and a black jock.  I get a Magnum out of my pants pocket.  He is a condom guy, and that’s okay, as he never cleans out deep enough for me.

“Lean against the pole.”

He does what I suggest; he arches his back, jutting his ass towards me.  I slip into his pre-lubed pucker.  He gasps and begins beating his cock.  There are six or seven men left in the room.  All other sex action stops as they watch me fuck.

“So good…” he moans.  “Fuck me harder!”

I pick up the pace.  I notice one man, a white guy, likely 40 and wearing a ballcap, is actually leaning forward in his seat, mesmerized by the fuck taking place in front of him.

“Cum anytime you want,” I half-whisper to the man I’m inside.  “I want to feel you shoot.”

He grunts.  He loves me to fuck the cum out of him.  I hear his breathing change.  He’s close. 

“Oh, yessssss!” He begins to cover the floor with his seed.  I revel in his ass milking my latex covered dick.  As his orgasm subsides, he twists off me.  I look down and am glad I have the latex on, even if it cut down on feeling.  I peel it off and go wash just to make sure.

When I come back the Latino is gone.  The guy with the ballcap eyes me, and then comes over.  “May I suck that monster?”  He doesn’t wait for an answer.  He kneels and gives me his mouth.  He’s good if not special.  I have seen him get one other guy off this afternoon.  When he realizes that his seven minutes of work on my cock is not going to make me give up my load, he gets up, nods to me and sits back in his seat.

We all watch porn.  There is no sex happening for about ten minutes.  Well, except for three or four cocks being stroked.

The door opens.  It’s Cute College Kid.  He walks right to me, smiles and kneels.  He begins sucking my cock.  The room becomes electric with all eyes on the youngest man here servicing me.  Ball Cap nudges the guy next to him before going down on him.  A man across the room takes out his cock to stroke to CCK giving me head.  This guy is handsome, likely in his 40’s, though I will admit I have a hard time guessing the age of Black men. 

The guy Ball Cap is sucking, stops him, stands up and strips.  He is a lean 50-something and very hairy.  He sits back down to let BC continue.

Cute College Kid has moved down to my balls.  “Take your pants off,” he whispers.  I stand up and drop them to my ankles and sit back down.  His roving tongue gets under my ball sack. He licks my exposed cock ring.  His tongue works a little way down my perineum and then back up, over the balls and up the shaft.  He engulfs me and slides down every inch.  Moaning as he goes.  He pulls off me a little breathless. 

He stands up and moves to the chair behind me.  He strips down to his socks, shoving his clothes under the chair.  He kneels on it, looking over his shoulder.  He wiggles his ass as an invitation.  I move around and kneel behind him.  My tongue begins to lick up and down his ass crack.  CCK moans.  I drill into his tight hole.  I hear steps behind me.  The hot Black man is standing to the side of the chair.  CCK takes his dick into his mouth as I continue to eat him out.   I get his hole sopping wet.  I stand up.  My cock head finds his hole.  CCK squirms away.  Slightly surprised, I go back to my knees and keep eating.

Moments later, we adjust.  CCK sits on the chair, presenting me with his cock to suck.  He is still giving his mouth to the hot Black guy.  I go to work on his leaking dick.  The lean, hairy guy who got naked, walks over and stands on the other side of CCK.  Now he has a choice of dicks to suck.  He gives them equal time, going back and forth.  The guys get into it, ‘forcing’ his head from one to the other of them.  This really excites CCK.  His cock is twitching and drooling even more precum than usual.  He deep throats the black cock—and begins shooting in my mouth.  He bucks up into me, giving me every drop of his load.  He tries to pull out, but I won’t let him go.

The two men go off together.  The Black guy sits and gives the lean, hairy one some head.  I see this after I have got every drop of cum out of Cute College Kid.  He leans in, grinning.  I am surprised when he gets dressed, as he’s usually good for two.  But he takes off.

I watch the blow job happening across the room from me.  The partner’s change.   Lean and Hairy comes to suck me.  The Black guy gets sucked by Ball Cap.  Lean and Hairy now stands and feeds me his cock.  I work on his curved dick for some time.

The four of us take a break around the same time.  Then Lean and Hairy stands up and sticks his dick in the Black guy’s mouth again.  Ball Cap watches.  I can see him lusting after the Black guy’s cock.  I stand up and go to them.  I kneel.  It’s a big dick, but one that is a great size for oral.  I work on him as he sucks Lean and Hairy.  I can feel his cock swell.  He loves having someone on his dick as he has a guy in his mouth.  I begin to work in earnest.  I want this load.

And it’s working.  I fuck my mouth down on his shaft.  Repeatedly.  And then I leave it alone as I move to his fragrant balls.  They are big.  I couldn’t possibly get them both in my mouth at the same time.  I lick them.  He moans around the skinny cock in his mouth.  I lift them and lick under them.  He moans again.  I cover them with my spit.  I rub it in as my mouth begins working up his drooling shaft.  He moans. Lean and Hairy begins fucking his face.  And that does it.  The moment my lips cover his cock head he begins to spurt.  It’s a big load.  Even more than Cute College Kid’s copious shoot.  I swallow.  And swallow.  And work to get my breath.  I realize I could shoot myself.  I have been here for hours.  And very busy.  I stand up.  Lean and Hairy is still in his mouth, so I move to Ball Cap.

“You want my load?”

He shakes his head, petrified.  I really don’t understand cocksuckers who don’t want the cum.  I decide not to spew on the floor.  Tomorrow is the house party; I know that there I will find someone eager to take my cum…

Cum Slut (Part One)

 Near Home—April, 2025

The house party I love so much was coming up on Saturday night.  Here it was Friday and I was horned just thinking about it.  I knew I’d do a lot of fucking the next day, so I was content to get my dick sucked and maybe suck one or two myself.  The gods of hot sex must have heard my wish…

 

I go into the theatre.  It is crowded.  A good-looking guy is sitting in my usual chair.  I sit in the same row.  Instantly a very old man moves to sit in the only other vacant chair in this row, right next to me.  He is all smiles, bobbing his head as if we are old friends.  He may well have seen me before, but I don’t remember any interaction with him.  He reaches for my hardening cock.  His soft hands stroke it to full hardness.  He grins at his expertise.

A man, sitting to the side, is desperately trying to get his cock hard.  It erects as he watches me be stroked.  He has a full two inches of dick.   He looks at me and waits for my stroker to stop.  When he does, he comes over.  He kneels and takes me in his mouth.  I take a sharp intake of breath from the pain.  I have never connected with so many teeth at one time.  I tell him to cover them.  He doesn’t do it and tries again.  I wince and tell him to stop.  He goes back to his seat, his cock wilted.

“Let me soothe that,” the old man next to me whispers.  He slips to his knees and gives me wonderful head.  I revel in his mouth, squeezing his shoulder.  When he tires, he gets up and wanders off towards the gay screen, which is out of my sightline today.

The door opens.  The hot young man who asked me to rim him for the first time comes in.  There is a vacant chair in the corner, two away from me.  He sits.  He smiles at me.  He bares his slender cock, coaxing it to hardness.  I wait a moment then get up and kneel in front of him.  This is a great cock to suck.  It never cuts off my air, even though it is long enough to enter the throat.  I work on his shaft.  The piss slit.  His balls.  He pulls his shorts down farther so I can get at them more easily.  He is certainly not going to ask for a rim job today with all these men around.  He groans each time I take him to the root.

A good-looking guy, who’s just come in, is now standing next to us, stroking a dick that is just slightly smaller than mine.  I secretly hope the young man will take him in his mouth, but he doesn’t.  But he is getting off on being the center of attention.  Another man, on the other side, is stroking himself with a hard beating fist as he watches me work him over.  The hot young man groans again as I take him deep.

“Give him your load,” whispers the seated stroker.

“So close…” he tells me.

The words act as his trigger.  He fires off a huge young man’s load down my throat.  I pull back slightly to get the last three spurts on my tongue.  I wipe them all over his wilting cock, just so I can lick them back up.  I suck him clean until he pleads with me to stop—as he’s just to sensitive.  I rock back on my heels and he makes a beeline to the restroom.

I sit in his chair he just vacated.  The big dicked stroker is still right there.  “Want some more?” he asks.  I do.  Once I taste jizz, I can’t get enough.  It’s like a switch.  I reach for his big balls and guide him to my mouth.  It’s not the best angle sitting there, but my knees are sore enough I don’t really want to return to them.  They guy doesn’t seem to mind.

Suddenly, the man stroking on the other side is on his knees sucking me.  This is perfect.  He has a great mouth and I have this big dick in mine.  I let the guy go to town on me and work on improving the angle with the guy standing.

“Do my balls.”

I am happy to lick them.  They are hairy and tight to his body.  They also have the sweat from the first half of his day on them.  I groan.  He strokes his dick as I lick them.  I try to go back to his cock, but he holds it out of my way and grabs the back of my head, guiding me back to his wet scrotal sack.  I’m happy to be there.

The guy on my dick is panting.  He comes up once for air.  “You taste so damn good.”  Only then do I place him as a man who has done this for me before.  He renews his efforts to get my jizz.

Good-looking guy is breathing fast.  “You want my load?”

I grunt an affirmative into his ball sack.

“In your mouth?”

I grunt again.  I really want to taste him.

He moves my head and pushes the head of his cock into my mouth.  I swirl my tongue around his cock head.  Instantly, he begins to unload.  He flows more than spurts.  I swallow hungrily.

“Take it…” he breathes through gritted teeth.

It goes on and on.  When he stops, he allows me to clean his cock before he puts it away and heads out the door.

The man on my dick gets up.  He offers me his cock.  I expect a load.  I wish for it.  But he sits down after a moment, exhausted from his own sucking.

I look at my usual chair.  An attractive guy around my age with a shaved head is getting head from the guy with two inches.  In the attractive guy’s mouth is none other than Road Worker.  He has, as usual, totally stripped down to just his socks, showing off his lean, hard body.  As I focus on them, the attractive guy shoots his load into Two Incher’s mouth.  He stops sucking Road Worker and cleans up.  Road Worker moves towards me, more to avoid Two Incher than to bring me his cock.  I stand up, step in and kneel in front of RW.  He smirks and sticks his wet cock in my mouth.

When he’s not bent over, taking my dick, he likes to be cocky.  He makes a show of really fucking my face.  He is as deep in my throat as he’s ever been, once even making me choke.  He loves that my throat spasms around his slender dick.

He pulls out.  I go for his balls.

“You like this, don’t you, fucker?” he grates out.

I nod and keep lick his testicles.  They are tightening, pulling up into his body.  He shoves his cock back into my mouth.  I tongue the piss slit.  He begins to fuck my face again.

“Ah, shit!” he moans.

He rips his cock out of my mouth.  One splat lands on my face.  The rest on the floor.  He stands, panting, like he’s run a race.  I make a show of wiping the cum off my face and licking my finger clean.  RW smirks.  And lets my tongue lick the last drip from his cock head.  He even lets me clean his entire cock.

He gets dressed.  I stay on my knees a moment, my breathing slowly returning to normal.  From behind me, a man touches my shoulder…

(to be continued…

There is so much more still to cum!)

146 Words and 4 Pictures

 I have a work gig taking up every waking hour, so I won’t do the next write up about April’s exploits. 

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I have been having some thoughts lately about how (or even if) to continue with the blog.  Readership numbers are down.  Every other day posts are time consuming.  I have been doing it for so long…

And then, this morning out of the blue, as I was doing my usual morning check in to the hook up sites, I opened a message from Germany.  He thought my pictures were hot and he loved reading the blog.  That simple sentence did wonders…It re-enforced just how lucky I am.  I have entertained/enlightened/made hard so many men, who I will likely never meet, all around the world—how wonderful is that?

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Here are some more great pictures to make up for the fact I’m not writing…