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  1. FelchingPisser
    Near Home—September, 2019
     
    Work had eased, though my nights were still busy and my house still full of co-workers.  The next time I could sneak away, I was back to the bookstore in the middle of the week.  It was an afternoon so there was a different crowd.  And each encounter was slightly different than usual.  Just what my cock craved…
     
    I am in the straight cinema.  It was bright enough outside in the parking lot to make the room feel really dark as I come through the door.  It doesn’t look to be very full.  I find my way to the couch and sit.  My eyes adjust pretty fast.  There are a few men down front (which means they don’t want to see any of the gay stuff happen.)  There is a man next to me.  He’s middle aged, carrying a few extra pounds, but looks kind hot groping a mound in his jeans.  As I watch he pulls up his shirt, yoking it over his neck.  He has a pale pink camisole on under the tee.  He opens his fly and I can see pink panties.
    I sigh.  Cross dressers are not high on my list.  But he seems to like to show off.  He gets his cock out and beats it openly.  I join him, as the movie is good.  He doesn’t have much dick—it just sticks out enough for him to manhandle it.  He occasionally looks at my cock, but he doesn’t seem to want it.  He is lost in the double anal happening on the big screen television.
    I am about to go see who is next door, when my seat companion suddenly stands up to blow his load.   I slide off the couch and surprise him by taking his cock in my mouth just as the first cum shot explodes from it.  I get three big spurts and a dribble.  He stands rather dumbfounded, rigid and not moving.  Eventually he thanks me and covers up his secret undies before he leaves.
    Taking the load of a man I barely find attractive seems to make my cock really hard.  I sit back down.  I linger for a moment, for the cum shots are happening on the screen now.  All wasted on her open mouth and tits.
    The door opens.  A young man comes in.  African-American, not yet 30, and in good shape.  His olive drab tee has ARMY on it in block letters.  He sits where the man just left.  He unzips and takes out a slightly swollen cock.  As the new scene on screen gets underway, it grows to be a good 7+ inches.  He is looking at my bigger dick a lot.  I wait to see if he will reach for it.
    I can see him decide, then hesitate—and then he does, his fingers just grazing my shaft.  I nod.  And he closes his hand around it, barely stroking it.  I reach for his.  It’s very warm to the touch.  But soon it is in my left hand.  We stroke each other for bit.  Sometimes doing it in tandem, sometimes one or the other.
    I want him in my mouth.  Finally, I lean over to take him.  He pulls away.  I go back to stroking it.  He pulls his tee up and plays with his nipples.  His hand cups my head and brings it to his chest to lick there.  I suck and nip at the nipple closest to me.  His hand has replaced mine on his cock.  I work on getting the wiry hair around the nip very wet.  He sighs.
    “Let me lick your balls,” I whisper.  “Perfectly safe.”
    He nods.  I go to the floor.  He opens his jeans and pulls them down to his knees.  He’s free balling, which for some reason surprises me.  A warm day’s worth of sweat makes his nuts just slightly ripe.  They are big and swollen.  The more I lick, the more he jacks.  I go from orb to orb.  I go a little below them, but not all the way to his hole.  I love how the wet balls cover my face as I lick his perineum.   
    I take one and then the other fully into my mouth.  He isn’t as crazy about that.  He lets me—but only begins jerking again as I go back to licking the rough sac and leaving them slimy with my spit.
    His breathing changes.  His hand moves faster.  I burrow in between his balls.  They are moving with the rhythm of his hand.  They contract—and fire a load all over his ebony thigh.  Without thinking, I lick up the load.  And he seems pleased.  He even takes the last drop off his dick with his index finger and feeds it to me.
    He pats my head and is gone, doing up his pants as he opens the door.
    *
    I stroke awhile.  Reliving what I just did. 
    Then I go check out the gay side.  Two people are inside.  A cute young white guy in his 20’s—an otter if his beard and the hair coming out of the neck of his white A-shirt is anything to go by—and his petite Asian girlfriend.  I sit.  She looks at me and then to the young man.  It is then I see he has a light blue sleep mask covering his eyes.  I stand up and go closer.  There is masking tape on the mask.  On that is scrawled “I want to suck cock.”
    I unbutton and my fully hard dick flops out.  “Is this what he wants?”  I ask the girl.
    She nods....
    For the rest of this post:  https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/10/what-you-cant-see.html  
  2. FelchingPisser
    West Michigan—September, 2019
    It was September.  The heavy work load of my summer was winding down.  I really craved a long, connected sex session.  Where else would I go but to see Derrick and Jacob?
    We talked in the study, catching up (it had been three months!) as the slide show of leather men doing incredibly kinky things to each other flashed by on the large flat screen.  Jacob had just returned from Inferno, a BDSM event.  He told me his hole had gotten well used.  I demanded he show me.  So much for chit chat…
     
    We are now stripped.  Jacob is in leather chaps and harness.  I am in boots and one of the jocks a reader sent me to get filthy.  Derrick is in some leather shorts that are stripped off as he becomes hard.  Jacob shows me his ass.  The hole is indeed puffy from use.  I massage it with my tongue to make it feel better.
    I sit back on the couch.  Derrick tosses an oversized pillow at my feet.  He kneels and begins showing off the skill he’s been practicing—deep throating long and thick cock.  Jacob strokes his PA-ed dick as he watches.
    “Get up here and let me eat your ass again.”
    Jacob carefully stands astride my thighs, his hot and hairy ass in front of me.  He grinds it against my face.  My tongue finds his puffy hole.  I burrow in as Derrick slobbers over my cock.  Jacob moans, fucking himself on my tongue.  Then he turns around and begins fucking my face.  My tongue knows to fold that PA against his cock head.  He fucks into me without mercy. 
    This boy is horned from his weekend of service.  “I have to fuck ass,” he says.
    Derrick gets up and pulls the thin bench into place.  He gets on it.  With just some spit, Jacob is up his partner.  I move around and feed Derrick my cock.  “You need two dicks in you.”  I match Jacob’s rhythm, so we thrust into him at the same time.  This makes Derrick groan around my dick.  I pump into him a few more times, pull out my spit-slicked dick and move around behind Jacob.  He fucks back on me and I slide into his ass.
    “Fuck!”
    I let Jacob set the speed.  He plows into his partner, pulling me out and then spears himself on the backstroke.  He picks up the tempo.  I really think that he might shoot, he is so turned on.
    I pull out.  Jacob pulls out of Derrick—and I push in to the freshly fucked ass.  Derrick grunts and tells me to fuck him harder.  Jacob pushes into his open mouth to have Derrick clean his cock.  I fuck Derrick until he needs to give his knees a rest.
    I lie down on the bench.  Jacob rides me briefly…but we all went to get downstairs to the playroom.
    *
    The rimseat is set up, waiting for us.  Derrick gets under.  I sit on the seat.  Derrick licks all around my hole before poking his tongue into me.  Jacob feeds me his cock.  He’s removed the PA on the way down the stairs.  He fucks my mouth for a moment.  But he wants something silkier to fuck.  He gets between Derrick’s legs and lifts them to his shoulders.  Derrick’s tongue works faster on my pucker as his own hole is fucked wide open.  Jacob is panting.  This time he is going to blow his load.  Derrick groans as his tongue fucks me.
    “Yes!”  Jacob is shooting.  Over and over.  I watch his body shudder with each blast that goes deep into his partner’s ass.
    “I need to eat that,” I tell them, standing up.  We flip—I go under the seat and Derrick sits down.  A drip of semen falls on my tongue almost instantly.  Jacob is pacing, but watching me eat his load out.  I groan as a big dollop of cum plops into my mouth.
    Derrick is barely pushing.  With the sheer volume of ejaculate, I guess the boy has been having assgasms at Inferno all weekend—and this may well be his first ‘regular’ orgasm in days.  I revel in it being fed to me second hand.
    “I need to fuck in what’s left.”
    FOR THE REST OF THE POST (and pics):  https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/10/blog-post.html
  3. FelchingPisser

    Testing His Limits

    By FelchingPisser,

    Near Home—August, 2019
    Work went back to its usual hectic summer pace.  I could never again arrange my schedule to get away for a Sunday afternoon session as I did in the last post.  The next Friday night, my usual, brought a dismal time.  I did get a little head and gave some in return, but every time I started something, a young, gorgeous Black man would find us, strip down and jerk himself.  He showed off his glorious ass, his large-ish cock—and would not let anyone touch him.   But everyone stopped whatever they were doing and tried.    He ate up the attention and he was delighted that my cock sucker would rather just stroke himself, looking at him than suck my cock.   He shot two large loads to feed the linoleum…
    The last Friday of the month was worse.  I got one great load down my throat from a guy in the shadows who I really have no idea what he looked like.  But then it got bad.  A man asked me to fuck him.  I was terrifically boned after the load in my stomach.  The fuck went bad very fast.  Either there was no clean out or his attempt went to hell very easily.  After I cleaned up, a second man asked for a fuck.  His hole was worse.  I could smell it the moment my cock went in him.  Once again I wrapped up my cock and trooped off to the bathroom.  The final straw was a blowjob from a guy kneeling behind the door.  It started well, but then began feeling odd.  I pulled out, pulled him to his feet and thanked him—and noticed that one of his front teeth was missing.  And the remaining tooth had begun scraping me.  He never broke the skin—but it gave me a blood blister under the skin of my dick for the next 24 hours.
    But the Friday between those two is really worth reporting.  I haven’t written about this young man extensively, since we do the same thing every time we meet.  He’s young (late 20’s), and a very light skinned Latino, who is naturally fit—tall and thin.  We have played almost a dozen times.  He will find me and pull me into one of the preview booths (where we are not supposed to be) so he can lock the door.  He loves daddies.  He loves daddy dick.  He really loves big daddy dick.  He gives excellent head.  He loves his ass to be eaten.  But he won’t get fucked without a condom.  I have stopped bringing Magnums to the bookstore.  He never has one, either.  One time I tried to squeeze into a regular rubber and he saw that it was impossible.  Usually when we meet up, after locking the door, he gets naked and gives me head for a very long time.  Then I eat his ass as he strokes one off—or saves himself for later.  Fun but rather maddening.  But on this day…
     
    I am in the gay cinema, jerking.  So are two other men.  They don’t want help—they just want to have witnesses to their masturbation.  The movie is good, so I’m fine.
    The door opens.  It is the Latino boy.  He sees me and his eyes light up.  He grabs my hand and tries to pull me up to go to the booths.  I resist.  Instead, I pull him down onto the seat next to me.  He looks around the room at the other two men—then back to me.  I nod.  I expect him to get up and go.  Instead he sinks to his knees and moves between my legs.  His hand grabs my hand, holding on tightly—and his mouth finds my cock.
    “Good boy,” I whisper.  “Let them watch—it’s okay.”
    He goes from tentative to his usual prowess with my large cock.
    “Don’t forget my balls, boy.”
    He swiftly goes down to nuzzle and lick them.  He knows not to try to get both of them into his mouth at once.  One of the strokers stands up to get a better view.  I’ve seen the stroker often—he’s mid 30’s, shaved head and pretty hot young daddy type body.  He never lets anyone touch him.  I gesture for him to come closer so he can really see.  He hesitates, but does.
    His hand is moving faster.
    “Let the boy lick your balls like he’s doing mine.”
    The kid comes off my balls and looks at me.  Did I mean that?  I nod.  He moves slightly so he can service the man.  And the guy lets him lick.  I am amazed—but pleased.  It lasts for only seconds.  The guy strokes off a big load—and aims it right into the boy’s mouth.  He takes it—hungrily.
    “Don’t swallow all of it.”
    With the Young Dad still watching, I kiss the boy.  We snowball the load back and forth.  I let him swallow it eventually. 
    Back he goes to my dick.  His fingers intertwine with mine.  He holds on for dear life.  And gives me expert head for one so young.
    The door opens.  A man just slightly younger than I comes in, stops and gets out his dick with the sight of the young man between my legs.  His dick is sizable and has a medium gauge PA in it.  He strokes.  Soon the new cock is in my mouth as the boy continues on me.
    I pull of, making a show of licking the piss slit and the shiny metal.  “Taste him” I tell the kid.  He hesitates, but again does what I ask.  He sucks the man—and I lean down and lick the new man’s balls.  After a moment, the kid goes back to mine and I get the PA-ed cock back in my mouth.
    “Fuck, I’m gonna shoot.”
    The dick erupts and I have no choice but to swallow the load—it’s huge.  It just keeps pouring out of him.
    I concentrate on the boy again as the guy pulls up his pants and goes out the door.  One hand is still intertwined with his—my other hand is reaching down and idly playing around his hole.  Each time my middle finger dips into him, he groans around my cock.
    “You want to get fucked?”
    He nods....
    FOR THE REST OF THE POST:  https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/09/testing-his-limits.html  
  4. FelchingPisser
    Near Home—August, 2019
     
    The idea that the bookstore was my only source of fun for the summer was beginning to wear on me.  But it really did seem the only answer.  I couldn’t host with my house full of fellow employees.  A drive to my friends and fuck buds who live in the area would use up too much time in driving so play would be short.  This year, I had no one come to town to see me and help out with the gallons of semen churning, unused, in my balls.
    So I went to the bookstore.
    The first trip in August was so bad I don’t need to record anything much about it, other than to say I did nothing but watch a movie and stroke.  Every man there felt it was hotter to watch an older, over tanned and truly ugly woman give head to her equally ugly husband in the straight theatre. 
    After that, I resolved I needed to not go on the same day and the same time.  By the next week, I changed some scheduling at work and got away for a Sunday afternoon instead.  It made all the difference in the world.  It didn’t hurt that the right men were there—and they were men who understood group play…
     
    When I arrive, not a soul is in the straight theatre.  I sigh and walk over to the gay side.  Two men, just a couple of years younger than me are taking turns sucking each other.  They don’t stop when I enter.  The one getting sucked waves me over to join them.  I unbutton and stick my semihard into the mouth of the man currently getting blown.
    Soon I have both men on me.  The guy sucking the sitting man gets a turn on my dick and the other goes from my cock to my balls.  I let that go on for quite a long time.  Soon enough, I am on my knees, taking turns on their two cocks.
    “You have to fuck me with that thing.”
    It’s the guy who blew me first, eager for it up his ass.  He strips off his faded jeans and Andrew Christian underwear.  He kneels on the chair and presents me with his ass.  I’ve seen him get fucked before, but have never been in his ass.  And I’m sure that he is a condom guy.
    The third man moves around to feed the potential fuckee his cock.
    I begin to eat out the hole presented to me.  It’s a hot August day and there is plenty of sweat mixed with residual Irish Spring.  My tongue has him moaning around the cock in his mouth.  I dig deep and am so ready to fuck.
    I stand up and slap my cock against his hole.
    “I don’t have a Magnum,” I say.
    “Just fuck me,” he groans, taking the cock out of his mouth.
    “Fuck him raw,” says the other guy, who shoves himself back into the waiting mouth. I now think they may be partners from the practiced way they have shared my dick.
    I spit on my cock and go in slowly.  I bottom out easily.  He’s slick and warm.  I hold for a second as a new man walks in.  He’s gym built and 25 years younger than any of us fucking.  He whips out a stubby dick and strokes it as I begin to fuck.
    “That is so hot,” says the man in his mouth.
    The guy I’m fucking is stroking himself and trying to keep sucking the dick in front of him, but he keeps stopping to tell me how good it feels.  Soon the built guy moves behind the guy getting his cock sucked and begins working his nipples through the worn t-shirt he’s wearing.  The man groans and explodes into the fuckee’s mouth.  This causes the man I’ve fucking to shoot as well.  He clamps down hard on my cock as his cum spatters onto the seat of the chair.
    We all disengage.  They dress and I start to put my cock away.
    “Don’t do that,” says the built guy.  He kneels and takes my dick, fresh from the guy’s ass and sucks it.  “This is going up my ass.”
    The first couple thanks me and leaves.  The built guy pulls off my dick and whips out his phone.  “Can I?  No face.”
    I nod.  He takes a picture of my wet dick.  “Let me send this to my bud.  He’s in the arcade.”  He does—adding a quick message.  Then he’s back to giving me some really good head.  I can’t wait to eat out his gym built ass.
    The door opens.  A big, beefy man walks in wearing a Cubs tee.  “I need to see this in person,” he says, with a wave at my cock in his friend’s mouth.  He kneels next to his bud.  My dick is soon passed back and forth.  The beefy guy is not as good with his mouth, but I love how he thinks.  He says “Don’t you want this cock up your ass?  I sure do.”
    They agree and strip out of shorts and tees.  We use a different chair.  Gym Built goes ass up first.  I eat his hole.  His cheeks are like iron—solid mounds of flesh I have to work to pull apart....
    FOR THE REST OF THE POST VISIT:  https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2019/09/you-gonna-take-his-load.html
  5. FelchingPisser
    Lansing—February, 2020
    (This picks up right where the last post left off…)
    I need to stretch my legs after sucking the load out of the man with porn on his phone.  I walk the length of the building to the big screen gay area.  I sit in the shadows against the back wall and take my cock out.  I take a long drink from my water bottle—for a moment it brings the taste of the last man’s cum to life before it washes it all away.  My cock stands back up—and I lean back in my chair, shutting my eyes.
    I hear someone approach.  I don’t open my eyes.  I hear him kneel.  He takes me in his mouth.  It a sloppy blow job with lots of saliva.  My cock adds some precum to all the extra spit in his mouth.  I sense someone standing near my shoulder—watching, I assume.
    “You try,” the man between my legs says.  “I can’t get him off.”
    The men change places.  I will myself to keep my eyes shut.  I want to keep it totally anonymous.  This new mouth is not anywhere as experienced.   He concentrates on my cock head and uses his hand on my shaft.  His teeth connect on the ridge of my cockhead more than once.
    He, fortunately, gives up quickly. 
    My cock is in the cool air for a moment.  Just as I am about to move, another man kneels.  Or is it the first guy again.  There is lots of wet suction—but it feels slightly different.  He also doesn’t take as much of my shaft into his throat.  It must be a third man taking the bait.
    I hear the new guy sigh—and use my legs to help him get up from the kneeling on the hard concrete.  “That’s a wonderful dick,” he says once he’s on his feet.  “I’d sit on it if I’d known to clean today.”  He shuffles off.
    I wait a moment and only then do I open my eyes.  There is no one in the room with me.  Perfect.
    *
    I go back to my original chair near the padded fuck table.  The handsome foot guy returns.  As much as I enjoyed his ministrations to my right foot, I decline his working on my left.  He easily gets another man on the table and I like watching the new guy try to take the big dick deep into his throat.
    I am interrupted from being a voyeur by the man with the phone.  He stands in the doorway and beckons me over.  “Can you do me again?” he whispers.
    I nod and follow him.  This time we hide out in the sling area.  It goes down exactly the same way.  I suck as much as I can of his thick cock into my mouth and he watches straight porn on his phone.  It takes slightly longer, as it’s only been 45 minutes after his last ejaculation.  But he’s every bit as hard.  And the load seems just as big.
    The crowd in thinning when I emerge after his jizz is shot.  I sit on a bench near the now deserted gloryholes to watch an orgy scene on the gay porn screen.  My cock is out.  Of course.
    A younger Black man finds me there.  He is around 30, maybe 5’9” and rather stocky.  He sits next to me.
    “I bet you’ve been busy,” he says, gesturing to my dick.
    “Yeah.  More than my share, I guess.
    “Can I suck it?”
    I shrug an ‘of course.’
    He sinks to his knees and takes me in his mouth.  His tongue is velvety.  I have rarely felt anything like it.  And his mouth is big.  He has all his teeth, but it feels like those guys who take out their plate or their dentures to suck.  It’s heavenly.
    He comes up for air.  I tell him how good it is.
     “Let me do your nuts.”  He pulls my pants down to my knees and begins sucking and licking the swollen ball sack, pulling the strap of the jock aside.  He licks my balls and then does huge swipes of my tongue across my perineum. 
    He pauses—and then takes the pouch of my jock, which is bunched to the left of my cock, into his mouth.  He groans.  Finally, he stops.  “You taste so good.  Tell me you don’t use deodorant.”
    “Not at this time of year.”
    “I need to taste you.” He stands up. “Let’s go in here.”  He pulls me up, and I waddle with my pants around my ankles to the padded fuck table where I had my foot worked on.  He kneels and unlaces my boots and pulls them off. Then the pants.  I take off the sweatshirt.  I am naked but for jock and athletic socks.
    I expect him to go for my pits, but he tells me to lie down.  He strips himself until he has nothing left on but dress socks and some brand of designer underwear I don’t recognize.  I lie with my hands behind my head, pits exposed.  He gets between my legs and sucks my cock.  And my balls.  Only then does he come up to lick my pits. 
    And kiss me for the first time. His tongue is large—very large.  And so supple and active.  I love the acrid taste of my pits on it.  So does here.  He attacks them again.  And again.
    “Roll over.”  I do.  I have never been so naked or vulnerable in a bookstore.  He sits astride my thighs and gives me an expert back rub.  I melt.  He moves down, his hands kneading my butt cheeks.  He bends.  His tongue drills into my tight pucker.
    “Fucccckkkk…” I moan into my folded arms.  After the initial taste, he won’t stop licking and prodding me with that massive tongue.  Over and over again. 
    He flips me so I am on my back.  My thighs are now on his shoulders, so he can eat my hole that way.  Neither of us like this angle, so I get on all fours.  He buries his face in my ass.  I groan and tell him to eat me out.
    A man comes in.  He unzips and strokes.  Eventually he offers me his cock.  He fucks my face as my ass is tongued and eaten.  The new guy gives me a load.  I hold in it my mouth, guessing the man on my ass will want to share it with me. 
    He does.  I roll over and we both sit up to snowball it back and forth.
    And that does it.  I’m going to cum.  Finally.  He is right there to take every drop as I explode all over his face and open mouth…
     
    Find the original post by following the link:  [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/04/kink-at-bookstore-hours-four-and-five.html
  6. FelchingPisser
    Eastern Illinois—February, 2020
    I didn’t try to do anything else in Memphis.  The conference dragged on and I just saved my seed.  I had plans:  I was going home by way of Chicago to breed a piggy boy I had fucked during the IML Cum Union held in the Hole.
    I knew I would be dead and worthless in bed (or the sling) if I tried to make the trip to Chicago in one day.  So I overnighted in the small town where I had found a new bookstore during my November and December contract.  I had never done an evening there and I was curious to see how it was.  I wanted to get a week’s worth of cum out of my balls so I could do a long session the next day in with the young man.
    I checked in to my hotel, ate and changed into old clothes.  I got to the bookstore right at the end of the after work rush—if there was such a thing…
     
    I go through the door that leads to both the straight and gay theatres.  The parking lot has enough cars to make me feel hopeful.  I walk in and piss in the restroom in the hall between the two.  I look in the gay theatre.  No one.
    I move over to the straight.  No one.  No, that’s not true.  In the shadows is an older man scrambling to cover his crotch with his coat as he becomes aware of me standing there.  I sit down in a single chair across the room from him—where I can see him and he can see me.  I unbutton and am instantly hard.  It is a cream pie movie showing.  Jizz is being shot into either ass or cunt (or both) in every scene.  True interior shots, shot shallowly, so it can be worked out by the girl.  Why can’t more gay porn do this??
    My presence and my stroking, far from turning the other guy on, seems to make him nervous.  Soon enough he stands up to leave.  He walks by me, pausing to get a good eyeful.  He goes to the door—and suddenly comes back.
    “You’re bigger than those guys,” he says loudly, gesturing to the screen.  “You should be up there.”  He reaches down and grabs my cock.  Tight.  “Damn that’s thick!”  And he twists it.  As if that is supposed to feel good.
    I yelp.  He lets go.  And leaves.
    I am on my own for a good half hour.  But the porn is great—so I’m entertained.
    A younger trucker comes in.  A cub.  Dirty blond hair under a ball cap.  A fairly full redder blond beard. A leather jacket and rather grungy jeans that have been on him for a long time.  He sits down in a chair against the low backwall.  We can easily scope each other out.  He loves the porn, too.  He is unzipped in the first five minutes.
    Soon we are chatting.  He’s never been here, he tells me, but other drivers have told him about stopping here for his overnight.  He loves this movie.  He loves to watch his seed run out of his girl friend, just like that.  Then he adds:  “I’m straight, but open…”
    He lets the sentence hang there.
    “Like my sucking your dick?”  I ask.
    “I’m down for that, yeah.”
    His dick is rock hard and oozing.  He is likely just over the regulation 6 inches and rather slender.   I kneel in front of him.  He has no issues in touching me like some straight men do.  His hand rests on my shoulder, then the back of my neck.  Lightly.  Not holding me in place.
    His cock is responding to my lips and tongue.  He is precumming like the clichéd faucet.  I lap it up.  His cock spasms as my throat tightens to swallow.  “Jeez…” he croons.  I do it again.  His cock keeps oozing.
    I vary the rhythm.  Now I deep throat his shaft on every stroke.  This does it.  He fires off a big load.  Over and over.  It’s creamy—and I can tell he’s a smoker.  I swallow it all before cleaning his cock of every last drop.
    “That was great.  Thanks.”
    I stand up and my cock juts out—right at his eye level.
    “Wow,” he mutters.  He reaches up and hefts my hard dick.  I am praying he’ll lick it—but he doesn’t.  After all, he got off.  I should have done it before he shot.  I go back to my seat.  He stays.  Still hard.  Still stroking to the hot porn.
    The door to the lobby opens.  A man comes in and stands behind the low wall.  I recognize him from my time here in the fall, but I have not played with him.  He observes the two of us with our cocks out.  I hear him unzip.  I look back and he is obviously stroking his dick, though I can’t see it with the wall.
    The man is my age and a little shorter and heavier.  I keep hoping he will step out from behind the wall.  But he stays there.  So I go to him, my cock swinging, fully on display.
    I am met by him on his knees.  He gives me great head.  Tonguing every inch.  He doesn’t forget my balls.  I stroke myself as he makes them good and wet. 
    He stands up.  It’s my turn to suck him.  He’s so much thicker than the Trucker.  I can’t take him as deeply in my throat.  But I must be doing something right.  He’s panting.
    I stand up.  “Let’s move around,” I whisper in his ear, gesturing out from behind the wall.  I willingly lead him right next to the Trucker.  My new man goes back on his knees and blows me.  The trucker’s eyes are riveted on us—at the live porn happening within inches of him.  I reach down and hold onto the Trucker’s shoulder—as if for support, but really to include him.  His hand tentatively brushes over my hairy ass cheeks and the strap on the jock I’m wearing.
    The new man stands up.  “I’m going to shoot…you want it?”  I go to my knees.  He fires a much bigger load—from much bigger balls— straight down my throat.  He grabs my shoulders and hangs on as his body shakes. 
    When I have every drop I pull off him and stand up.  He quickly does himself up and leaves, with a whispered, “Thanks—that was great.”
    I turn to the Trucker.
    “Damn.  That was hot.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah, and I have another load for you…”
    I go to my knees.  He has no problem with my mouth being freshly filled by another man.  I take him into my mouth.  I have to work a little—but he gives me another load.  More powerfully shot than the first. Blast after blast.
    I find the whole scene so hot I shoot my week’s worth of cum under his seat, as his cock finally goes limp in my mouth…
     
    This is the whole post, this time.  To enjoy more follow the link:  [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/
  7. FelchingPisser
    London, Ontario—December, 2019
    On the Saturday after Christmas, I had an easy flight back to Detroit from New Jersey, where I had spent the holiday with my brother and his partner.  I was horned—thanks to Rudy from the night before and knowing that by the next day I would be balls deep in the asses of Toronto at Fukdto.  I landed late in the afternoon.  I tossed my suitcase in the trunk next to the other one I had packed for the second leg of the trip.  I crossed the bridge, exchanged some money and got as far as London.  It would be an easy drive the next morning, getting me into Toronto in time for all the sex I wanted in the bigger city.
    I had chosen a hotel downtown London.  After dinner, I sat down to read in my room.  That lasted about a page and a half.  My cock had other ideas of how to spend the night.  I was incredibly close to the bathhouse there.  I grabbed a jock and my lube and set out.  I’d make it an early night, but getting off would be a good thing before the four hours of potential play at the sex party the next day.
    The bathhouse was in better shape than I had last seen it.  A poster on the stairs to the basement advertised that the establishment was now hosting a CumUnion party.  I checked in and got a locker.  I walked past the usual steam, sauna, and tiny rooms.  The public sex areas had been vastly improved.  There was now a public sling.  The slurp ramp had been rebuilt—longer and with more gloryholes.  There was a massive bed in the porn watching area.  And, best, a man was in that public sling and was taking dick as I walked by…
     
    I stop and watch a hot, hairy Daddy fuck the smooth man in the sling.  My cock is instantly sticking out of the side of my jock.  I stroke it.
    “Fuck me with that thing,” says the man in the sling, with a decided French Canadian accent.
    The hairy Daddy moves up to feed his cock to the fuckee.  I kneel and taste the fucked ass.  He is dripping with his own juices.  He wriggles as my tongue laps them up and leaves some spittle in place of the ass jizz I swallow.  I stand up.  My cock slaps his balls.  The French Canadian’s eyes grow large.  “Go slow…” he pleads.
    For a man being fucked, he’s damn tight.  But I get it in.  I pause, before I begin a slow rock in and out.  I watch his face go from pain to concentration and, suddenly, to full out bliss.  I pick up the speed and begin a real ball slapping fuck.
    The other top spells me.  I take my wet cock to the FC’s mouth. 
    I fuck him once again—before he asks for a break.  The other top taps me on the shoulder and says “Follow me.”  I do.  We go to his room and he shuts the door.  “I want to suck that dick.”  It’s still flavored with French Canadian ass, but that seems to make to even better.  He’s a good cocksucker and his own sizable erection gets decidedly stiffer when I take charge of the suck and begin fucking his face.
    He pulls off me, needing to catch his breath.  I go down on him.  I suck his flared head, the meaty shaft, his big hairy balls and keep right on down to his tight pucker.  He gasps, rolls back and hoists his legs in the air.  “Eat me, fucker!” he hisses.
    I do.  I love hairy ass.  I get his entire crack sopping wet.  I drill into him, leaving him panting.  As I stand up, he asks if I would try to fuck him.  I enter his hole…but don’t go deep.  And that’s fine by him.  But he likes the stretch.
    “Let me eat yours.”  He lies fully out on the bed.  I straddle his chest.  He gazes up at my slim butt and literally licks his lips.  “Twist my nipples as I rim.”  I sit on his face.  Damn!  He’s good.  He loves to eat ass and it shows.  I twist his big nipples—though sometimes the pleasure of his tongue is so intense I forget all about them…
    *
    We break.  Walking down the corridor, a crowd has gathered outside a door.  A cute young otter is being fucked by a rather tall Asian.  The door is open for all to appreciate.  They make no move to incorporate any of the seven of us who are watching…perhaps because every one of us could truly be their dad.  But it is hot to watch the top put the otter through every fuck position you can think of…
    I go to the sauna.  I get a lot of oral from the French Canadian.  He is almost as good with his mouth as he is with his ass.
    I walk to the slurp ramp.  It is so dark in that area I have to move carefully.  I mount the platform, but there is no one around to suck my dick through any of the series of gloryholes.  “Fuck me,” whispers a voice in my ear.  I jump.  Literally.  I was sure I was alone.  The man moves into what little light there is and I realize it’s the Asian top.  “I wanted you to fuck me while I was up him.”
    Now he tells me, but I make up for the lost opportunity by making him lean against the wall and arch his back.  I drop to my knees and begin eating out his ass.  He croons his pleasure very softly.  I can’t get enough of his young, 30-something butt.  I spit one last time on his hole, stand up, and start to enter him.  “Rape me, Daddy.  Don’t be nice…”
    There is a lot more.  Make the jump:  [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/02/wel-cum-to-ontario-bathhouse.html
  8. FelchingPisser
    Upstate New York—September, 2019
    I had to go on a brief business trip at the end of my longer than usual busy summer.  I needed to go to upstate New York.  I had worked there for a few weeks five years ago.  I remembered an incredibly hot adult movie theatre scene I experienced during my previous time there.  I really wanted to go back and see if I could get into trouble like that again.
    I did the business side of things and went off to this once grand cinema.  There were two screens there, both showing straight porn.  A wall down the middle cut the old theatre in half.  The attendant who sold me the ticket was still bored and rather surly. 
    Five years ago, when I entered the auditorium, there were likely a dozen men milling around, barely watching the movie.  This year, there was one man standing at the back and one seated.  The standing guy left the moment I entered.  I went down the aisle, in the dim light, past the seated man.  I watched the rather old, condomed porn, stroking half heartedly.  Finally the older man, the one who’d been seated, found me.  He leaned over, grabbed the base of my erect cock in a death grip and bent to get the head in his mouth. 
    I yelped. 
    It hurt. A lot.
    He looked surprised.
    I asked him to let go of the base if he was going to suck it.
    He licked it twice and flounced out of the cinema.
    I sat, all alone, for maybe 30 minutes.
    No one was around.  On either side it seemed.
    I got up and drove to my hotel in pouring rain.
    *
    But—since I have so many new readers, I encourage you to read the original piece from 2014.  You will understand was I so eager to go back. 
    Click here for Fuck the Competition:  https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2014/03/fuck-competition.html

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