Near Home—July, 2023

The bookstore I go to so frequently has many regulars. They seem set in their habits, too.  If you go on, say, a Wednesday afternoon, you can be fairly sure you will know a handful of men from the previous Wednesday.  We are creatures of habit after all.  So, mid-month, I decided to go at a different time and day.  And I found an entirely new collection of men…

I sit by the wall in the straight theatre.  There is a blow job being given from the man in the cocksucker’s seat against the back wall.  Two other men are standing against the wall, stroking and watching it happen.  Across the aisle from me is a very old man.  He looks up at the screen and kneads his trousers.

I take out my cock and stroke.  The door opens and an Asian man comes in.  He is likely in his mid-thirties and beginning to thicken up around his waist.  He stands at the back for a moment, looking at the blow job still in progress.  He smiles and takes out his cock.  In just a few strokes, he notices me looking at him.  He walks towards me, obviously wanting some head.  He removes his hand.  His cock is not large, but it is pointing straight up at a very sharp angle.  I take it in my hand and try to pull it down so it’s an easier glide into my mouth.  Instead, I have to hunch forward at an odd angle to take him. 

He groans the moment my mouth sucks him in.  He grabs my ears and begins thrusting.  His cock keeps hitting the roof of my mouth.  I try to squirm around to help him get into my throat, but it’s all over before I can do it.  He floods my mouth with cum.  He holds me in place as I swallow; his cock deflates while still in me.

He grins—and then adds: “Next time you can fuck me” before he goes out the door. 

A very young man, one of the watchers on the back wall, comes down to the older gentleman across from me.  He finds the man’s footed cane, gives it to him and helps him stand.  You can tell he must be a caregiver from the practiced way he gets the older man on his feet.  With the cane on one side and the young man on the other, they slowly make their way out the door. 

I watch the movie.  The cocksucking behind me comes to a noisy conclusion.  I give them mental points for never stopping, even with all the traffic in the room.  I decide to go next door.  I shove myself into my pants and go out.

The gay theatre is active, too.  It takes me a moment to realize that the old man is sitting next to his young caregiver on the far wall.  The caregiver is sucking a tall, lanky man—who is totally naked.  The old man is fondling the very hard cock of a man who looks like a trucker.  I lean against their wall and watch.  The trucker, realizing the old guy isn’t going to suck him, leaves.  

I watch the care giver’s hand graze against the naked butt of the guy he’s sucking.  This gets a vocal reaction.  I move around and take my dick out.  I let the old man hold it and occasionally give it a slight squeeze.  The caregiver is not getting his naked man very hard—and I am sure that the naked guy doesn’t want head, but a good fucking.

“This one,” says the old man.

The caregiver looks at me and takes me into his mouth instead.  He seems incredibly inexperienced at doing it.  The old man watches my dick go into the caregiver’s mouth.  But just as suddenly he touches the caregiver’s thigh, who stops sucking and quickly helps the old man up and out the door.

I look at the naked man.  “Now that’s a relationship you don’t see every day…”

He grunts and says “Fuck me?”

I stand up, turn him to lean against the side wall and go to my knees.  He groans as my tongue hits his tight pucker.  Now that my tongue is in him and I am spreading his butt cheeks apart with both hands, I realize this guy is a shade older than I first thought.  He’s likely pushing 40 and in great shape.  I eat and lube myself up.  I stand.  He’s too tight.  I go back to my knees and work harder.  I try again.  Not happening.  I kneel and use my fingers this time.  One is great.  Two feels like work for a moment.  And then I know I can get to three—the thickness of my cock.  I do.  The guy is jerking his semi hard and moaning.

This time I stand up and insert my cock.  He gasps.  I wait. 

“I’m ready.  Fuck me hard, but don’t cum in me.”

Now he tells me.

I fuck with him standing, his two hands planted against the wall.

I fuck him bent over the back of the chair.

A man, around my age, with a massive wedding band, comes in and sits in the cocksucker’s chair, his eyes riveted to us.

I nod to him and keep fucking.  The new guy pulls out his dick.

“I think you’re gonna make me cum,” groans the tall guy. 

I fuck harder.

“Pull out so I can shoot.”

I pull out, go to my knees and take his cock in my mouth just as he begins to spurt.  He groans and gives me my second sizable load of the afternoon.

“Do that to me,” says married dad.

I don’t bother to get up.  I just crawl over to him.  His fat dick shoots the moment he’s in my mouth.   

Both men leave.  I sit and stroke to the porn, but no one comes in.  I hear the door next door open and the scraping of one of the metal chairs being moved next door.  I do myself up and go investigates.  It’s a middle aged Mexican.  He is in the cocksucker’s chair.  I open my fly and offer him my dick.

He shakes his head.  “I was hoping you’d do me.”

I shrug.  He gets up and I take his seat.  His cock is small.  The foreskin seems longer than his dick.  I take him into my mouth and my tongue works all that skin back.

“I cum easy,” he whispers.

And he does.  And it is my fourth massive load down my throat.

I stroke, now alone in the straight theatre.

The door opens.  A young Black man comes in, likely 30+ rather tall and lean.  He looks at me.  He looks at my dick and motions to the seat next to me.  “Do you mind?”

I smile and he sits.  He opens his fly.  It is a big nine-inch cock.  And, though very hard, it is curved and pointing down.

He nods and looks at the screen.  We both stroke.  Minutes pass.  His right hand eventually touches my cock.  I do the same to his with my left.

I look at him as we stroke.  “Do you want some head?”

“That would be nice.  Guys don’t suck my dick very often.”

I get down to suck.  I have to pull his dick up slightly to get it in my mouth.  He grunts and stands up.  Now the angle is perfect.  It’s long but thin.  It snakes down my throat with ease.

“Holy shit!” he murmurs as my tongue gets busy.

All too soon he grabs my head. 

“Here it is….!”  His dick explodes, giving me a fifth massive load of cum…

The original is here:   From My Side of the Sling: Pointing Up and Pointing Down (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)   August 15, 2023