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Hunting for Cum for Rock


Near Home—May, 2023

Sometime after CLAW I heard from Rock, the young man I’d met on the fisting site, but our play been all about cock, cum and piss.  He now wanted more of all that.  Was I available?  We set the date, both of us excited to see each other again.

Rock’s arrival was in a week’s time.   I remembered him telling me he was open to other men using him as I directed.  I knew that wasn’t going to be easy to arrange, but I thought I might do the next best thing.  I got into my bookstore clothes and set out to harvest some cum for Rock’s hole…

 

It’s a busy Thursday afternoon.  I sit against the wall, a little closer to the screen than I’d prefer.  I am right across the aisle from a daddy who is stroking.  He nods to me and I to him.  In moments, he gets up and makes himself at home between my boots.  His skills are a good warm-up.  I feel movement at my shoulder.  I turn slightly and there’s a hard cock on a man in his 70’s.  I suck it for him.  This makes the man giving me head do a better job—he seems to love that we are causing a scene for the other men watching.

The man in my mouth keeps wilting.  The guy strokes himself back to hardness and lets me suck some more.  Until it happens for a third time.  Now he just strokes and watches my dick being serviced.  The Dad on my cock is jerking himself like mad. He looks up at me—with eyes that are pleading for my load.  I have been here maybe six minutes—he obviously doesn’t know me. 

He stands up.  I lean in and taste his cock.  But he’s not about that.  He goes back to his seat and strokes out a load all over the floor.  What a waste…

The two men both leave together.  Did they know each other?  Were they partners?

I watch the video.

I feel movement again to my side.  This man is young, early 30’s, jet black hair.  He looks at my dick and nods.  I nod, too, spreading my knees apart. He leans down.  “Not here,” he hisses in my ear.  “Booth.”  He turns and leaves.  I do up my pants, cramming my erection under the button fly, and follow.  He’s waiting at the doors of the unoccupied preview booths.  We go into the middle one.  He tells me his name and asks mine.  I tell him as I really get a good look at him.  He’s hot.  Perhaps Arab, perhaps a mix of races, but his skin is a rich cinnamon color.  His black hair is shaved on one side of his head and long enough to curl on the other side.  He has an entire sleeve of tats on his left arm.

And he’s on his knees—unbuttoning my fly.

My hard cock falls out of my pants and slaps him in the face.  “Big…” he mumbles and takes me into his mouth.  He’s terrific.  I’d thought the first guy was fine, but this blow job is what they are supposed to be.  Wet and varied.  Great suction.  Lapping balls.  Inhaling my scent.  And it’s making him cock crazy, so he has to beat his own as he works on me.  He moans often as he sucks.  The vibration around my shaft feels great as he does it.  I am afraid he’s going to get off before I’m even close.

I change things up.  I hold his head and fuck his face very slowly.  This makes him pant. I begin to increase the speed of the thrust.  He groans.  Is he cumming?  I slow down, pull out and slap my wet cock on his handsome face.

“Hot,” he growls.  “You wanna cum?”

I tell him I can’t quite yet.  We agree to look for each other later, but I never see him again…

*

The crowd has thinned.  I have had no other action.  And barely a man in my mouth.

I hear a man behind me unzip.  I am just about to make eye contact with him as the door opens.  A very young man enters.  White, very short, but nicely athletic.  He looks familiar but I can’t place him.  He sits across from me and unzips instantly.  It’s not a big dick—but one that fits his body type.

We stroke.  And it hits me.  Of course, the young man is the guy who was jerking off on the tits of the woman in that bi-sexual scene I was involved in here.  I had felt his ass up to make him cum.

He gets up and comes to sit next to me.

“Hey,” he whispers, “I remember that gorgeous dick.”

“Thanks.”

“Can I suck it?”

I nod.  He goes to the floor and crawls between my legs.  His mouth is so much smaller than the guy in the booth.  But he makes it work.  He comes up for air quickly, standing up to kiss me.  I taste my leaking cock on his tongue and then lean down to take his cock into my mouth.  He groans out his pleasure, then pulls out and sits on the bench next to me.  I go to the floor and suck him some more.

“I shoot fast, if you aren’t careful.”

I nod and go for his balls, giving his cock time to desensitize.  But the man behind us has stood up.  It’s the slim, always well-dressed man around my age.  He steps forward and offers his long and thin cock to the seated young man.  I go back to his dick.  He’s now in the same position I was in earlier, one in and one on, but with men who have more skills.  In moments the young man shoots a massive load in my mouth.  He gasps, unable to continue sucking.  He thanks us and leaves quickly.  I turn away and drool all his cum into a condom.

“That was hot,” says my acquaintance. “Finish me off?”

I go to my knees again and in very little time I have a second load for the condom.

He pats me on the shoulder and heads out the door.

No one else is around.  I start for my car.  A larger Black man is just getting out of his car.  He sees me and smiles and nods.  I know him.  He loves my mouth.  I turn and follow him back into the straight theatre.  I sit at the back—he sits in the chair I started the evening in—but he has moved it so he is facing the side wall, not the screen.  I nod the question.

His answer is to unzip.  It’s not a huge cock—but long.  The tip has a slight curve to it.

“I haven’t cum in a week,” he whispers.

It takes me no time at all to make him spew that large load into my mouth.

He watches me spit his cum into a condom with other jizz.

“For a friend’s ass,” I tell him.

“You are a naughty, naughty man,” he whispers as he checks his cock—but I have cleaned him so thoroughly, he just puts it away without wiping it down and leaves me tying a knot in the condom…

 

The original post is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Hunting Cum for Rock (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)   May 22, 2023

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