Jackson—December, 2022

Kyle, the transman I met at the bookstore, gave me his number the day we met.  We compared notes enough to learn that he really liked showing off at a sex venue.  Work sometimes allowed him to get away for some play, but he wouldn’t know ahead of time.  I am not a great ‘drop everything for sex’ guy, but I agreed he should text me whenever he was headed this way for some more of my cock.

On the last Friday of the month, I got a text from him.  I had just time to change clothes and get in the car to meet him at noon.

He must be running late.  There are only a few men in the place.  I check the gay room and the trans room with the medical table—he’s not there.  All the booths and curtained cubicles are standing empty.  Two men are sitting in the straight porn corner.  One of them is a tall regular who loves to get fully naked.  He keeps offering the other man watching the porn some head, and is continually refused. 

I leave them to it and go sit in the gay room.  I stroke to the better than average (for here) porn.  A good-looking man with thick grey hair comes in.  We nod to each other as he sits in the chair and not next to me on the couch.  He pulls out a nice seven incher, as hard as I am.  Do I wait for Kyle? I wonder.  Naw.  I am pretty sure he would be on that dick if the roles were reversed.

In the time it takes me think this, the man has gotten up and knelt in front of me.  His mouth covers my cock.  Damn, he’s good.  And I tell him so.  I lean back and enjoy his mouth.  Kyle shows up in the doorway.  He grins and nods and goes on down the hall to the medical table.  I wait for a moment before I thank the guy and go into the trans porn room.

Kyle is stripped down, but keeps an unbutton flannel shirt on, with the coolness of the room.  He is ready and goes to his knees when he sees me.  “Let me suck that cock you got all wet for me.”  He takes me deep into his throat.  I let him do the work for a bit, then grab the back of his head and fuck his face.  His scruffy beard feels terrific on my balls.

I pull out, leaving him panting.  “Missed that.  I need you to fuck me hard.”

I nod and indicate the table.  I pull out the stirrups to get his legs comfortable.  I kneel and spend a few moments on his T-cock, dipping down occasionally, and licking back up to the extended nub.  I am so ready to fuck.  I stand and enter him.  Kyle pants and tells me to plow him hard.  I begin thrusting, building rapidly.  The table groans and bounces a little on the concrete floor.  The grating sound acts like some sort of alarm bell—there is sex happening.  And guys come to watch.

The first in is the naked guy.  He grunts his approval as he comes to the side of the table.  His hard cock is gobbled down by Kyle.  Two more men, the man at the straight porn and my sucker watch from the doorway, one groping and one stroking.  Naked guy can’t take his eyes off my cock fucking Kyle.  He’s had it twice himself but it must be very different to see it in action than feel it.

“I’m gonna shoot.  You want it?”

Kyle gulps out a yes, but Naked Guy pulls out of his mouth and strokes himself off, covering Kyle’s face, beard and three stray shots nearer me.  He stands there panting, watching Kyle lick up his cum, at least all his tongue can reach.  My hand swabs up the spunk near me.  I pull out of Kyle and announce “I’m gonna fuck your jizz into him.”  I cover my cock with the load on my fingers and push back into Kyle’s very wet front hole.  Kyle’s eyes get big.  He groans out a “Yes…” and Naked Guy shakes one more drop out of his cock on Kyle’s arm before taking off.

My sucker comes closer to watch the fuck.  I invite him to use either hole, but he is very content just to stand and watch.  A new man comes in, pushing past the spectator still in the doorway.  He’s my age and height, with a handsome face.  He’s mostly bald, the rest of his grey hair is cropped close to the scalp. He stands on the side Naked Guy has vacated.

“Daddy, let me suck your cock,” Kyle pleads.

The guy unzips.  He is above average—long and thin.  He let’s Kyle have his way with his dick, as he watches me pound into Kyle.  I look up at him and smile.  He nods, watching me fuck away.

“Do you want a turn?”

He looks indecisive.  And then nods.  I pull out and make way for him.  Kyle locks eyes with him as he pushes in.  I stroke for a minute, before giving Kyle my cock to clean.

“Fuck this is hot,” the new guy grunts.

“Load me,” Kyle murmurs around my dick.

I pull out so he can say it again.  Louder.  This turns on the fucker even more.

“I want to,” he says as his hips smack into Kyle, “but I’m not there yet.”  Then to me:  “Let me watch you some more.”

He pulls out and we switch.  His wet cock goes in Kyle’s mouth.  I sink into an even wetter hole.  I fuck.  The table rocks.

We switch again. 

This time, when the guy is ready for a change, I clean his cock.  I savor the juices.

I go back in.  Kyle reaches down and rubs.  In moments he is bucking on the table with the force of his orgasm.  I go to my knees to help clean up some of the squirt.  The guy’s cock is drooling as he strokes to all this.

Kyle looks at his watch.  His time away from work is running out. We have a quick hug, the three of us.  Kyle leaves.

“That was hot,” says the other top.  “And to think I was a true Gold Star Gay until minutes ago—but this was the perfect way to lose that…”

He unbuttons his shirt.  He has a great defined and hairy chest.  He drops his trousers, too.  “I want that cock of yours in my ass.”  He takes Kyle’s place on the table.  I kneel and rim him.  His ass is just as hairy as the first one in my mouth today.

“Lots of lube, please.”

I grease up as I eat, stand and fuck him.  Slow and deep.  Deep and hard.  Rocking the table.  We get a new batch of watchers.  One of them leans over sucks the guy as I fuck.

We pause.  The guy gets up and bends over to suck the man who was sucking him.  I take the opportunity to fuck him bent over.  My strokes make him take the suck he’s sucking even deeper.

Finally, we break.  He tells me he wants my load in a little bit.  We both wander. 

I never see him again. 

I am blue balled—but that’s fine.  Tomorrow is NYE and I have a day of sex planned…

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Kyle Takes Two (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)    Febraury 9, 2023