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"I Saved It For You!"


Near Home—August, 2023

 

After my meeting with GaryM I was sated.  All that fucking and rimming had left me totally spent from the strength of my orgasm. So much so, that it was three days before I went off in search for more sex.  I didn’t go far, only to the local bookstore.  I wanted something as different as possible—just to suck some cock.   

So how did almost every man in the place know that that’s what I wanted…?

 

I am in the straight theatre, off to the side and sitting against the wall.  The cocksucker’s seat is taken—and the guy in it has a man in his mouth.  I jerk to the fairly good video and wait to see who might want to play. 

I feel a movement behind me at my shoulder.  I turn slightly.  A very handsome white man, in his late 50’s, is standing there, his thick cock out and hard.  I have never seen him before.   He doesn’t even ask, he just moves his thick slab of meat nearer my mouth.  How did he know?  I open wide and take him to the root.  He groans and begins fucking my face.  When he slows down, I hold onto the base of his cock and get my tongue work started.  He likes this a lot and murmurs encouragement.  The guy across the aisle is so turned on he has taken his cock all the way out of his jeans—and shoots a load on the linoleum.

I let go of the man in my mouth, but he doesn’t resume the face fucking.  He let’s me do what I want—which is to lick his very hairy balls.  They aren’t big, but I love the flavor of a slight sheen of sweat from the hot August afternoon.  I go back up to his cock.  He is acting like he’s close.  I swirl my tongue around his cock head—and he begins to shake.  He is having a body wracking orgasm—but he doesn’t shoot any jizz at all.

He thanks me and takes off.  I have never seen him again.

Lots of other men in the room leave for a bit, including the guy in the cocksucker’s seat.  I grab my water bottle and relocate. 

I stroke. 

The young Latino guy who loves to have me fuck him (with a condom) arrives.  He sits in a chair near me.  He starts removing his pants and shirt.  The last time I had seen him I was surprised that he was wearing lacy pink panties.  Today he has a full outfit, a crop top and crotchless panties under a short, short skirt.  He leans over the seat directly in front of me and tells me he wants my dick in his ass.  I am not feeling it today (for a couple of reasons.)  He turns and sticks his rather thick uncut cock in my mouth to get me interested. 

I suck.  I work his cock with my tongue, working back his foreskin.  He is amazed—for suddenly he is unloading in my mouth.  He can’t believe it.  He gets dressed to go find more dick in the arcade.

A hot 30-something comes in.  He is white and gym built.  He is followed by the large Black guy who has whored out young men for everyone’s pleasure.  I spend the next 30 minutes, jerking as the two eye each other.  Dicks come out.  Gym Built is hung big.  They stroke.  But don’t touch.  Forever.  And then, GB is on his knees servicing the Black top.  They like the attention from the rest of the room as we watch them—until suddenly they don’t and take it to a private booth.

I go next door to the gay theatre.

I am alone here for a moment, or so I think.   But I missed a man in the dark corner behind the door.  He emerges once I’ve sat down and pulled out my cock.  I have seen him here many times—and played a few.  He is Black, with a thick build.  His cock is very thin and long.  I know I have had it in my mouth at least once, but he is mostly voyeur.  Not today.  Without a word he sticks his semi hard cock in my mouth.  He groans.  His dick is so thin I take it easily all the way down.

“Fucker…” he whispers.

He begins to pump it into me.  I must have arrived in the room just as he was getting ready to shoot.  He is on a mission to cum down my throat.  He grabs my ears and fucks himself into my mouth.  My hand comes up and touches his balls, which are almost disappearing into his body, they are pulled up so tightly.  That does it.  With a loud groan he shoots.  He is like a faucet, not spurts, but the tap is just turned on and I get a mouthful of cum.  

“Swallow it.”

As if I ever spit.  I swallow.  He let’s me clean his cock until there is not a trace of jizz left on it…

*

I am alone for a bit.  But the porn is good.  I take a drink from my water bottle. It seems to not wash the last load out of my mouth, but to reactivate the flavor of his jizz.  I swallow more.  Two men come in.  One is a Latino I have never met.  He is wearing a tight tee that is showing off incredibly big pecs.  The other is a rather dumpy young man I have played with quite often here when I am in the mood I am in this afternoon.

The Latino sits in the chair closest to me.  The other guys leans against the far wall and watches us.

“Some dick you got.” says the Latino.  He is no more than 35.  He actually pulls off his tee revealing his magnificent chest.  He tosses it on the floor, stands up and unzips.  His shorts drop to his running shoes.  He sits on the chair, naked, but for the shorts around his ankles and his shoes.  His cock is hard.  And thick.  And uncut.  He manhandles it a bit. 

“Help me out?” he asks.

I go to my knees.  I really have to work on covering my teeth he’s so thick.  Me moans—and strokes my cropped hair, telling me he likes my mouth.  I work harder.  There is a lot foreskin to keep working back, so I can lick his sensitive cockhead.  Now he is groaning.  I think he’s close.

“Let me suck yours.”

I stand up.  I am happy to get my cock in this hot man.  He gives me some really good head.  Suddenly, he pulls off me grunting and groaning.  He’s shot, I’m sure of it.  But he is not splattered with his seed.  Nor is the floor.

“I saved it for you.”

I kneel—and his foreskin is filled, ballooned with his jism.  I take him in my mouth and peel back all that skin.  The cum runs out on my tongue.  I think I might shoot myself as I lick up every drop.

He pulls up his shorts the moment I am done, grabs and shirt and leaves.  I am still on my knees, in a slight daze. 

The dumpy looking guy steps up.  He’s been jerking to the scene.  “Quick, I have a four-day load here for you.”

I get him into my mouth, just as he empties into me.  He just keeps cumming.  Massive.

I shoot myself, splattering the floor between his tennis shoes…

 

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: "I Saved It For You!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)   September 18, 2023

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