Near Home—April, 2022

I gave myself a week off after the rout at the house party in Chicago.  I wanted to make sure I didn’t bring anything nasty home.  Not to mention, I was thoroughly sated.  By the next Saturday, all was good—and I was horned again. 

It was the Saturday before Easter.  Seeing the family over the holidays can be stressful.  I have often found men at the bookstore relieving that stress on either the day before or after big family functions.  I decided to see if it was true this year…

The parking lot is fairly full on this sunny afternoon.  I pay for my ticket and wander into the straight theatre.  The seats at the back are full—I sit closer to the front and to the side.  I unbutton and stroke.  In moments of my cock fully erecting, a cute cub moves from against the back wall to between my boots.  I have seen this guy before but we have never done anything together.  He is now making up for lost time.  He is slurping loudly on my dick as he beats his own rather average sized prick.

He comes up for air and we grin. I push his head down again telling him to lick my balls.  He does.  With loud lapping sounds that fill the room and leave my hairy nuts dripping with his saliva.  Eventually, I let him back on my cock.  He works hard—and expects a load anytime.  But it is far too fast for me to be very close.  He finally stands up to rest his knees.

His cock is right there—all but in my face.  Of course I suck it.  The Cub is surprised.  I tongue his leaking piss slit.  Now, he’s pleased.  He’s wearing shorts so my hands can go up the legs and massage his hairy ass cheeks.  He groans while I squeeze and suck.  My middle finger grazes his butt hole.  He responds with a moan.  I do it again.  He moans—deeper and longer. 

I wet my finger with the saliva he left all over my balls.  I begin to work it into his pucker.  I would really like to fuck this cub.  I am up to the first knuckle.  He sighs as my tongue and lips service his cock.

Suddenly he pulls away with a whispered “I don’t want to shoot yet.”

I agree that neither do I—and we should look for each other later.

He goes off to the arcade and I go over to the gay cinema.  I interrupt a slightly overweight daddy feeding his cock to an older gentleman.  I make an apologetic hand gesture and sit down. It takes a moment, but finally the blow job continues.  I concentrate on the screen and my stroking—with an occasional glance at the couple.  The sucker seemingly doesn’t like to be seen with a dick in his mouth.  He stops the action and leaves, slightly huffily. 

I apologize to the bigger guy, who sits with his thick cock hanging out.

“Well,” he sighs, “you could make it up to me by finishing the job.”

I smirk, walk over to him and kneel in front of him.  My mouth ovals big for his thickness.  He sighs again and occasionally strokes my head.  In no time I have a thick load in my mouth…

*

The Cub finds me not long after, now alone and stroking to the gay porn.

“Will you get me off?” 

He unzips.  He has no need of my finger in his ass—he is ready to fire. 

Load two in just a few licks…

*

I am sitting in the cocksucker’s seat on the straight side.  A Black Daddy I know is eyeing me, uncertain if he should let me blow him with another man in the room.  The slightly overweight daddy who gave me his load is here, too, still stroking to this rather nasty anal porn—and keeping an eye on me.  You can feel the tension in the air of who will make the first move.

It’s solved by the door opening.  A young Latino, who could be a linebacker on his college team, comes in.  He stands next to me.  He is wearing shorts of very flimsy and sheer material.  He’s hung big and hard.  You can see the outline. I wait for his cock to come out.

“May I suck you?”  It’s the linebacker to me.  I nod and he goes to his knees.  He’s great.  He obviously loves cock in his mouth and knows how to please it.  He never touches his own raging hard-on.  The other two guys in the room watch and stroke faster.

Linebacker comes up for air.  “I love big dick.  Fuck me?”

I can’t believe my good fortune.  He is easily 6 feet tall, and thick with muscle.  He pulls the clingy shorts down.  His brown ass is sculpted and hard as granite.  He leans against the back wall—his ass jutting out to me at the prefect angle.  I go to my knees and surprise him by sticking my tongue deep in hole.  He groans.  “Eat me…” he mumbles. 

The older Black man inches closer.  He rubs Linebacker’s nipples through his shirt.  I stand up and slap my cock on his ass.  “You want it raw?”

“Fuck, yes.   Give it to me.”

I push the head in.  He’s not tight.  I am guessing he has a lucky boyfriend.  Or a good sized toy.  Black Daddy moves a little and Linebacker bends more to ease me in—and to suck that dick.  It’s a daddy spit roast.  The sight of him with two cocks in him makes me fuck him faster.  And it makes the potbellied daddy stand up and join us. 

I think Linebacker will sample the new dick that is right by his mouth—but he won’t stop sucking the bigger one.  He stays on it as the cock explodes in his mouth.  The Black guy is wrecked with his orgasm.  But he lets Linebacker continue to clean up his dick, as I plow away.

“Let me fuck him,” says Pot Belly.

“You want another cock in you?” I ask. “He’s nice and thick.”

Linebacker hesitates for a millisecond than nods—the black cock still in his mouth.

I pull out.  Pot Belly pushes in.  This will be his second load—I hope he won’t need to fuck forever to get there.  No worries there.  In moments Pot Belly is howling out his breeding of the muscle ass he’s now seeding.  Linebacker knows to milk him—I can see the muscles working as I go to my knees.  Pot Belly pulls out and gives his dick to Linebacker to clean.  I dive in and begin felching the load running out of the muscle ass. 

He is now spit roasted with a cummy, deflating cock and my hard as a rock tongue.  His own cock, huge and throbbing, is bouncing with a life of its own.  I stand up, spit some of the seed from my mouth into my hand and use it to lube my cock.  I push in.  Linebacker rears up and off the spent dick.

“Give it to me,” he grunts out.  “Fuck me hard.”

I do.

“I’m going to breed you…”

“Do it!”  His hand finally touches his own dick.  “I’m so close…”

In no more than three thrusts, I grab his hips and empty into him with a loud groan.  He squeezes down on me—and that makes him shoot, too. 

He pulls off me fast.  He doesn’t clean my cock—he’s no longer horny.  And I’m fine with that.  I give him a quick hug—and a piece of paper towel to clean himself up.

We go out to the parking lot together.  “I want that cock again,” he tells me before getting into his car.  “You come here a lot?”

I smile and nod…

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Cock and Ass at the Bookstore (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  May 13, 2022