“You Fuck With That Thing?”

Lansing—June, 2018

The next week, I went back to the bookstore closest to me, and while I had sex, I felt like I was constantly surrounded by the same old faces.  And the same asses, um, men who didn’t clean out for a night at the bookstore.  As I washed in the restroom I vowed I would go farther afield the next time I could play.

That next Friday afternoon, I took off to Lansing and the bookstore that is sort of half arcade and half bathhouse…

I arrive in time for “going home from work” rush.  And it seems to be—the parking lot is full.  I pay my admission and go into the large area behind the usual bookstore sales area.  There are many men jerking to the straight porn in a lounge full of old sofas.  The sling, in its dark corner, is busy.  I go down the ramp to the slurp ramp and glory holes.  Men are milling everywhere.  I poke my head into the small locker area/porn theatre.  I note this screen has the sleaziest porn.

I make the circuit twice.  Lots of looks, but we are all moving.  I know better.  I need to plant myself and let them come to me.  I take a chair, unbutton and get myself hard.  The porn is hot—two men taking turns up the ass of very tiny young woman.  She does ass to mouth like a champ.

I don’t have long to wait.  A good looking man, just a few years younger than myself and dressed in office attire, comes toward me.  “Sir…” is all he says as he gets on his knees.  I am sure I know him.  His mouth connects with my drooling dick.  Yup.  He’s been in the playroom.  I’ve had my fist up his ass.  Today, it is all about his mouth.  He is taking me to the root.  Easily and often.  His mouth is awash with saliva and his tongue is constantly exploring.  He is also jerking himself like crazy.  He needs to get off—there will be no anal play today.

I grab the back of his neck and push.  He takes the last inch he’s been ignoring.  It also makes him squirt all over the floor in front of me.  I worry about his pants as he stands up and thanks me.  We agree he needs to come back to the playroom once I get it set up again this fall.

A young Latino, very slight and thin moves in.  He kneels, avoiding the cum on the floor, and begins to suck my cock, still slick with the spit of the older man.  He does well enough, but can’t match the skill of the previous guy.  He pulls off my dick and looks up at with that look in his eyes.  That “please fuck me” look.  And those are the very words he says.

“Please fuck me.”

“Where?”

“Follow me…”

He leads me up the ramp and to the sling.  Empty now, but he won’t get in it.  He pulls me around behind it.  There is a padded flat bench back here.  He drops his pants and bends over.  I go to my knees and stick my tongue into him.  I spit and lick and prep him for my dick.  I stand up, my cock slaps his hole—and he hands me a condom.

Fuck.

I go ahead and suit up.  I lube him with my water based lube, but it’s still a slow entry, and really uncomfortable for him.  But each time I pause, he pushes back until I’m finally deep inside him.  I wait again until he looks over his shoulder and says:  “Now, fuck me.”

I do.  Slowly.  I only pick up the pace once the boy grabs his own dick and begins to beat it.  Even though we are out of the way, one guy pushes his way back to watch us.  He jerks, his eyes watching my latexed dick split open the tiny, brown ass. 

“Pull out,” the spectator hisses.  “Show me the length of your dick.” 

I look at him sideways.  But I do it.  I pull out and plunge back in.  The Latino gasps—and spurts all over the bench. 

He cleans up, zips up, thanks me and leaves.  The spectator peels the condom off my dick.  He falls to his knees and sucks my cock. He’s good.  “Now I wish I’d cleaned out,” he murmurs as he pulls off me.  Then takes me to the root once again.

*****

I am back in the small room with the sleazy porn.  Two office type daddies come in with a third guy in jeans and tee.  They all have erections hanging out of their pants.  The guy in jeans drops to his knees and alternates sucking the men.  He goes back and forth.  These guys are hung and he’s working hard.

He turns to me.  “Help me out?”

He doesn’t have to ask me twice.  I kneel beside him and take one of the thick cocks into my mouth.  This excites a spectator to join us.  The jeans guy takes on the newcomer and I’m left with the two big dicked office types.

I must be doing something right.  The guys are breathing heavily and encouraging the other.

“Feed this guy.”

“Yeah, I want him to eat my cum.  You swallow, man?”

I grunt assent, not wanting to break the back and forth rhythm. 

The thicker of the two shoots first.  He holds my head in place and empties his big balls down my throat.  This triggers the other guy.  He pulls me onto his cock just as he explodes.  I get a second massive load.  I still have both cocks in my two fists.  I clean both of them up.  Back and forth.  They are shaking and telling me they can’t take anymore—but they do.  Gleefully.

Once I let go, they zip up and all but high five each other as they head out.

*****

When the two men leave, it’s like they took everyone with them.  I wander and there are perhaps four of us left.  I take advantage of it being a day pass here and go out for dinner.  I come back about 7:30pm.  It’s not crowded but it’s picking back up.

I get my dick sucked a lot. I use the slurp ramp to feed a guy who pulled into the lot on his Harley as I was parking.  He sucks quite well, but I hate the wall between us.  I go around and have him get on his knees.  He sucks me for a long time.  I return the favor, too.

I let a really shy business type go down on me.  He bends over, so as not to get the knees of his suit pants dirty.

I watch a guy in full drag suck the Harley guy.  Soon the short skirt is pulled up and ass is being fucked.  I watch the cock I’d sucked plow into the gaping hole under the hot pink panties.  I stroke.

“You fuck with that thing?”

I turn.  A dark skinned Latino man is behind me.  He’s 35-ish.  Short black hair, cubbish build, and a nice sized dick is hanging out of his open trousers.

“Sure.”

“Let’s go to the other room, I don’t want to bend over right here,” he says indicating the now squealing drag queen.  I lead him back to the sling area.  We go behind it—he’s not ready to get in it either.  We trade blow jobs.  I let him get me good and wet.  This guy wants me raw.  And tells me how much he loves skin on skin fucking. He bends and takes me effortlessly.  He doesn’t stroke himself.  He just revels at the feel of big dick stretching his hole.

I fuck him until I need a breather and he needs to stretch his legs.

“This is stupid,” he says, pointing at the bench.  “Let me get in the sling.  Who cares if guys watch me get fucked.”

I get him in the sling.

I rim him a long time.  He begs for my cock back in him, but my dick has made him self-lube like crazy.  I can’t stop working my tongue into his hole.

I do, of course.  I stand up, slide into his slick ass and fuck.  I don’t rattle the chains, but we get an audience anyway.  One guy comes closer and works the younger man’s nipples.  Soon he’s stroking the guy’s cock in time to the fuck I’m giving him.

It’s too much.  His cock erupts.  The interloper lets go as if the cum scalded his hand.  I am so close to giving my guy an assful of cum, I keep pumping.  But he asks me to stop.  I do.  We kiss…and I help him out.

*****

I suddenly have an hour of start and stop sex.  Guys suck me for a second and stop.  Or walk away as I approach them. Or pull me into a booth and want me to fuck their male partner dressed as a French hooker.

Finally a hot young man in a MSU sweats and a ball cap comes over to me.

“You fuck?”

“Sure.”

He pulls me into a booth.  He spends no time on sucking my dick. He just bends over, pulling his sweats down, and presents his ass.  I kneel and tongue it.  His hole is loose, but I don’t think he’s been fucked yet.  I get him good and wet.  I stand up.

The young jock looks over his shoulder.  “Fuck, that’s bigger than I thought.  You fuck raw?  I don’t do condoms.”

In answer I push my raw dick into his ass.

“Oh, yeah!” he grunts out.  “Fuck me.”  But he pulls off my dick.

I push into him again.  He makes welcoming noises, but pulls off me once more.

A young Black kid opens the curtain.  He comes in without being asked.  He gets his hard cock out.  Our dicks are a lovely matched set in black and white.  I make way for the younger man.  He sticks his dick in the Jock.  The same thing happens.  The Black guy tries about three times.  I try twice more before we both give up.

*****

I watch porn and have several cock suckers. 

It’s about an hour later.  I walk the booths and go into the only empty one.  I look through the hole.  The Black guy is fucking the MSU Jock.  There are two other men in the booth.  All have obviously been up the Jock.  Cocks are hard, wet and shiny.  I watch, stroking.  With a grunt the Black kid cums in the Jock.  Immediately the Jock is twisted around for one of the other two guys.  I watch a short dick enter the cummed out hole--but I really can’t see to who it belongs. 

“Fuck, he’s wet,” I hear through the glory hole.

The new guy comes fast.  Again I see the Jock turn and take the third cock.

“Ah, fuuuck!” the new guy groans.  I hear the squish of the mixed cum as he fucks.  Suddenly the Black guy bends and looks through the glory hole.  He grins and stands back up.

The third guy cums in the Jock’s ass.

“Now turn,” I hear the Black guy say.  He turns the Jock and presses the Jock’s overflowing butt against the big hole.  “Use him,” the Black guy commands me through the cheap plywood.  “Breed this cock tease.”

My face is already buried in the Jock’s cummy ass.  I am felching the mixed three loads.  The Jock is whimpering.  I take one more lick, then stand up.  My swollen cock goes into him.  I am fucking him hard.  He tries to pull away but the guys hold him in place.

It takes only seconds more for me to add my load to the mess of cum up his young butt…

FP Caged

Sometimes the pictures just don’t reach me in time to go with the post they illustrate.

This is such a case.

Some of my readers might remember when Gavin, my f-bud in Toronto, caged my cock.  He was hoping the denial of erection would make me even hornier for his hot ass.

It didn’t.

It hurt. 

I barely fit.

And now you can see it for yourself.

The link to the original post is here.

UPDATE  --  3 hours after posting:


An online bud wasn't thrilled with the caged picture...so here's a blast from the past.  2003 to be precise.  One of the first times I let people take pictures of my dick...

There he is in all his glory...

Surprise Break with a Busy Bookstore.

Near Home—June, 2018

Maybe I’m finally learning to delegate authority in my real world job, but I found that I had more free time this summer than in previous years.  This was especially true in early June as work was just beginning to ramp up.  I found I had a window of time to get to the bookstore, mid-day.  I arrived just after lunch hour and ended up staying almost 4 hours.

There must have been a crowd right at noon.  The floor in the gay theatre is covered in dried jizz.  But no one is here now.  I go over the straight side.  No jizz on the floor, but two condoms are stuck to the rim of the waste basket.  But I’m alone over here, too. 

I unbutton and sit on the comfortable couch by the door.  The porn is good if not spectacular.  I stroke happily and listen for the cash register.  I am alone for maybe seven minutes.  An older man comes in—still decently built.  He stands against the wall next to me.  He looks like he’s taking a break from doing yard work.  He smells of the outdoors and is sweaty in a good way.  And his dick is hard.  It’s in my mouth moments after he takes it out.  It’s a very regulation sized cock.  He lets me take charge of it.  My tongue is moving like crazy—and he sighs every time it flicks over the underside of his engorged head.  He is cumming down my throat in three minutes at the most.  Of course, his dick is jizz free as he finally pulls it from my mouth.  He reaches for a bandanna—and realizes he has no need of one.  He thanks me, puts it away and goes back to his yard work.

I wait—taking a swig from my water bottle.  I want a clean palette.  I know the next guy.  He reminds me we’ve played not only here but when we both were visiting relatives farther north.  He is younger than I am, anywhere from 40 to 55.  The dim light makes him look younger yet.  He has that Peter Pan quality so many aging gay men acquire with a lot of moisturizer and a set gym routine.  He drops his pants around his ankles and kneels in front of my rampant dick.   He deep throats me with ease—then pulls off it and spends extra time on my leaky piss slip.

“Take me deep,” I whisper, though there is no one else anywhere around us.

He does.  Over and over.  He finally pulls off me, leaving a lot of spit on the head and shaft.  He grabs a chair and bends over the back, one knee up on the seat.  “Fuck me, man.”

I slide off the couch into a kneel behind his cute, almost hairless ass.  I tongue his hole.  This make him groan into his clasped hands, where his head rests.  I poke and prod.  Has he been fucked in the arcade?  I can’t decide.  I stand up and push my wet cock head against his pucker.  He’s a no poppers guy and proud of it.  I sink in slowly.  Inch by inch.  He pants and grunts out encouragement.  I hit bottom.  I don’t hold for long.  I fuck him with all the pent up sexual energy from so little play in the weeks preceding today.  He grabs his dick.  He beats off in time to my cock going up his ass.

I feel his ass clench.  He’s shooting.  All over the chair seat.  I slow down.  Is he done?  Or can he work through it and let me keep going?  He asks for a break, but promises he’ll be back.

He gets up, does himself up and scurries out.  I doubt I’ll see him again.

I have heard noise next door on the gay side while we were fucking.  I go find out who’s there.  I find a cub and shaggy haired guy.  The shaggy haired guy has obviously been feeding his dick to the seated cub, but they have separated, looking guilty as I walk in.  I sit in a chair next to the cub.  I haul out my dick.  They both look at it.  I look at them.  The Shaggy Haired guy sticks his thick knob back into the Cub’s mouth.  I go to my knees and wrest the Cub’s tiny dick from his massive paw.  Shaggy grabs the Cub’s ears and begins to face fuck him.  The Cub is ready to explode—I can feel his balls contract and his dick expand.  He suddenly pushes me off him, stands up and fires on the floor.  

Wasted.  He leaves.

I’m still kneeling on the floor.  I nod to Shaggy.  He comes over and sticks his wet dick in my mouth.  He grabs my ears, too.  As least I’ll get this load, I tell myself.  He’s building fast—no telling how long the two of them had been playing before.  “Oh, fuck!” he barks out.  And he pulls out of my mouth and shoots on the wall next to us.  What the fuck??

I go back to the straight side.  A rather out of shape guy is jerking to the porn.  I sit next to him on the couch.  He stops jerking and hides himself until I get my cock out.  He resumes beating his meat once I start doing my own.

Five minutes goes by.

“God, I need a mouth,” he mutters.

I’m back on my knees.  I want a load to swallow.  I get it, fairly easily.  He lets me lick him clean, too.  He lingers, but doesn’t want to return the favor.

Peter Pan comes back.  I’m jerking in the same place he last found me.  He goes down on me, again, my legs splayed wide.  He opens his pants as he sucks me.  Soon he pushes them back and down, exposing his ass.  The chair is still in place.  He kneels, right in his own spunk.  I go back to rimming him.  Now I know he has been fucked by someone else.  I am tasting cum in his hole.  My cock drips more.  I am sure I’m going to add mine to what’s already in his ass.

I stand up and enter.  No hold for him to adjust this time.  I just plow into him.  His cock is hard again.  He jerks in rhythm with me.  I am building nicely.

And the door opens.  The cutest man I’ve seen there in ages walks in.  Tall, slim, 30’s.  He registers what’s happening and without missing a beat unzips and delivers a long, slender dick into Peter Pan’s mouth.  The new arrival pulls up his t-shirt and yokes it behind his head revealing a very hairy chest.  He works his nipples as I plow.  He watches my raw dick fuck the cute butt.

Finally our eyes meet.  He smiles.  I smile.  I offer him a turn fucking.

Abruptly, he pulls out of Peter Pan’s mouth and sits on the couch, his dick tucked away.   Peter takes it personally and gets off the chair, doing up his clothes.  He says goodbye rather huffily and leaves.

I look at the Otter.  He pulls out his dick.  “You need to suck my dick,” he says.  I kneel in front of him.  He’s long but thin enough he never cuts off my air supply.  I want this last load so I can shoot, too.  I work hard.  On his shaft.  On his balls.  On his taint.  Almost to his hole.  And back to deep throating.

“You want my load?” he grunts.

I nod as I keep sucking.

“Here you go…”

He pulls out of my mouth.  He grabs his dick and jerks out spurt after spurt onto my beard.  And nose.  One on my forehead.  And more on my beard.  When he’s finally done shooting, he won’t let me clean him up.

I rock back on my heels.  I need to shoot.  But he leaves—oblivious that I really want that moment together—to at least have a witness if not a participant. 

I stick out my tongue.  His cum drips onto it from my soaked mustache.  It’s all I need to finally fire my own load onto the linoleum.

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.