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It was a Thursday night at the adult theatre and I had just finished sucking my 4th cock. I and an older man in a farmer's cap were the only ones left after my last cock walked out. He had sat patiently and watched as I serviced 4 men one after the other never making an attempt to offer me his dick. Instead he came and sat next to me and offered me a cigarette.
"No thanks." I said.
He settled in his chair after lighting up and annoying the hell out of me. I hate it when people smoke in the theatre.
"That was pretty hot! You sure know your way around a cock, don't you?"
"What can I say? I love cock!"
"It shows."
He asked what part of town I was in and told me he had a place out in Brookshire (pr: brook-shir) off the interstate. It was set back a ways off a dirt road that led to his property. Brookshire is a town west of Houston on I-10 known by cocksuckers for an active truck stop to which I had never been.
"Four of us get out there to play around about once a month. We could sure use a hot boy like you to play with. What do you think of that?" he told me.
"Depends", I said. "Tell me about the four of you".
He went on to tell me that he and three other guys he had met here at this theatre had started getting together regularly to play. It started out with just him and another guy. They would get together at his weekend place in the country and sometimes meet at the theatre for an impromptu sex session. On one of these occasions they hooked up with a third guy who was willing to join them and on a subsequent occasion, they again hooked up with a fourth. All of them, it seems, were married and relied on each other for discreet mutual satisfaction. Only it was so satisfying all the time because nobody would take it up the ass. That, he told me, was where I might come in handy if I was game.
It piqued my interest, though the thought of driving out of town into the country to meet strangers in some secluded spot gave me pause. Still, it couldn't hurt to find out more so I asked him to tell me more about the other three men. I was interested to know how well they knew each other. He told me he was retired and the rest of the men still worked. One, in his fifties, tested construction materials, another, also in his fifties, managed the sales department at a dealership and the last, the youngest among them at 44, ran his own small mortgage firm. He said they mostly got together to grill some meat, drink beer, watch porn and jack off. Occasionally there might be a blow job or two in the mix and sometimes they would play outdoors because the property was remote.
Well, it didn't sound all that exciting and the prospect of a remote location didn't do much for me. I told him I didn't think I would be joining them.
"I understand", he said. "How about you do to me what you were doing a little while ago". He slipped his cock out of his trousers and in the dimly lit theatre I could see it was a nice one! It stood perfectly straight up good and hard with an average girth and a generous head. I reached over to stroke it and it felt hot and hard. I could feel some of his pubes through his open fly and that turned me on. As I continued stroking him, suddenly my hand began to feel slick. He was drooling a fairly nice amount of precum and I couldn't help but bring my hand up to my mouth to taste it. YUM! That was all I needed to bend over the arm of the chair and slide my mouth down the shaft of his engorged cock.
"Oh yeah." he groaned and placed a hand on the back of my head as he slid himself a little further down the chair. He guided me into a comfortable rhythm as I slurped on his tasty sweet-and-salty precum coated cock. The more my mouth worked on his cock, the more he oozed his delicious precum and the more I wanted to suck more of it out of him.
We heard the door open, at which point I would normally sit up with a start and the guy I'm sucking would straighten up, both in a vain effort to conceal what had just been going on, but not this man. He instinctively held my head down with his cock buried in my mouth so the new theatre patron could see for himself that I was servicing cock. This made my already-hard cock jump and stir. The idea of being forced to be seen as a cock sucker was just the kind of humiliating stimulation that sent me over the edge and I audibly groaned my appreciation in his cock, attempting to slip it into my throat. The man got the idea and began to fuck up into my mouth, grunting loudly with every thrust. Having lost myself in the throes of the face fuck I was receiving, I suddenly became aware of the presence of another man nearby when his spicy cologne enveloped the air around us. He was standing behind me, watching me bent over the arm of the chair sucking cock. A willing cock sucker like me smells more than just a heady fragrance. He smells a golden opportunity to suck more cock. So I slid off my chair as I turned to settle on my knees beside the man whose cock remained deeply impaled in my mouth. It was then I could see the standing man was a young Latino guy around my age, 19 or 20, thereabouts. He was average height and proportioned very nicely with broad shoulders tapering to a slim waist. His hair was short, dark and shiny, probably gelled, and a thick gold necklace draped over the white t-shirt clinging to his body. He stood there with his fingers rubbing his hard-on through his jeans. I pulled off the cock in my mouth and looked up to the Latino and then down to his crotch and licked my lips. I kept eyeing him as I returned to the cock before me and reached up to cup his erection and rub it. He recognized this as an invitation to produce his cock for me to suck on. As soon as I felt its hard heat in my hand, I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked up and down the shaft as I continued to suck and moan on the seated man's cock. The Latino's cock was uncut and the foreskin made stroking his meat easy. He stepped up closer and unhesitantly pointed his cock toward my face. I turned toward it and swallowed his magnificent cock down to his wiry pubes. His hand went around the back of my head and held me as he bucked into me. I moaned my appreciation and remembered to take hold of the sitting man's cock so I could keep him hard while I feasted on a thick brown cock. I wanted to slip my tongue between his foreskin and cock and play with it a little but the guy wanted to throw a fuck and it seems he was going to make damn sure he gave it to me! No problem there. A willing cock sucker like me welcomes it. But the seated man got really turned on by how easily I was taken over and dominated and he wanted in on this game too. He stood up and I loosened my grip on his cock. I don't know when it happened but apparently he had loosened his trousers and belt at some point because they slipped down his thighs as he stood up. He stepped up along side me, grabbed me under the chin to angle my face more in his direction and then I felt his cock head at my lips. He wanted to slip his cock in my mouth alongside the Latino's but the Latino pulled out and let the old guy enjoy my mouth cunt for a bit. MMM. Too bad! I would have enjoyed having both cocks fucking my mouth at the same time. Still, I sucked appreciatively and moaned on his cock again. This man really had a nice cock. I appreciated how straight and hard it was. Its heat was intense and seven inches was a lot of fun to play with. His balls, which I had not seen before, were low hangers with long wiry hairs that tickled my chin as they swung toward it each time he thrust into my mouth. That was good but another cock needed attention and I backed away from the man, turned and guided the Latino's cock past my lips once more. He raised one leg up and hooked it over my shoulder, grabbed the bag of my head and impaled me on his cock. I started choking and gagging and he proceeded to fuck me hard. He had no interest in fucking my mouth. He was going to fuck my throat and he didn't care how I felt about it. My eyes closed with tears falling out as I gave my throat to him and let him use me to satisfy his fiery desire.
"Yeah, faggot!" he said with an urgent anger in his voice as he fucked me. I was resigned to being fucked in so humiliating a manner by this Latino. The older man, meanwhile, was not to be left out. I felt him reach down and pinch my nipples through my t-shirt. He squeezed them both hard at the same time and I jerked with searing pain while my head remained restrained by the Latino's hands. I tried to force his hands off me and block him from doing that again but the older man wouldn't be denied. He continued to pinch me hard and it wasn't long before the pain of each pinch became an erotic sensation heightening the experience of being used and humiliated.
"Yeah, fucker! Get ready for it. You're gonna eat it!" the Latino said as he began shuddering and shooting his hot semen into my throat. I hungrily swallowed around his cock head, receiving every ounce of his hot jizz. The man, at that point, let go of my nipples. I was free to be bred in the mouth and the Latino shuddered and hunched as his passion subsided. His grip on my head loosened and he raised his leg over and off my shoulder, stepping back and away from me. I wasted no time in turning around to swallow the mans hard cock and he, in turn, wasted no time in making use of the pussy boy hungry for another fuck. He grabbed my head and thrust a few seconds before spewing volley after volley of his thick hot sperm on my tongue. I let it collect and build to a frothy mound and proceeded to swallow the whole thing around the head of the man's cock in my mouth. Exhausted from lust, he sank into his chair and I licked around the head of his cock. As I did so, I became aware the Latino was still there with his cock still out, softening slowly. I turned, grabbed it and pulled the foreskin back. Underneath, it was shiny and slick with after-cum and I licked it off. A good cock sucking faggot is mindful to clean his man's cock nicely when finished and so I proceeded to do just that. But the foreskin presented a wonderful and wicked opportunity. There was something I had always wanted to do and this was going to be it. I gently grabbed his foreskin with the index finger and thumb of both hands and pulled the skin over and in front of his head. I stretched it, creating a fleshy tube onto which I pressed my lips so as to create a seal and blew into it like a balloon. His skin bloated with air and I heard him chuckle over me. I don't know how it felt to him but it was pretty amusing to me. I did that a couple more times and released him. He stepped back, zipped up and turned to walk away.
I sat back on my chair next to the old man already smoking another cigarette.
"That was hot!" he said to me. "You could be getting double that and a fuck up your ass if you're game" he said taking another drag.
I grinned and hesitated responding in a vain attempt to recoup a shred of dignity. But who was I kidding? I'm a born cocksucker and I had just sucked off six guys, two of them at once and let one deliver a harsh fuck down my throat. Servicing a group of horny men is every cock loving faggot's dream! What was I thinking? Of course I was game!
"You bet I am!"
He blew out smoke and reached into his wallet to hand me his card. On it was his name, a rural address in Brookshire and a couple phone numbers.
"My name's Mason. I'll call you tonight and give you my number so you can let me know when you need me there", I said with a wicked smile.
Thank you for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed the first installment of this series. Feel free to comment or offer suggestions by emailing me at: mason_eggers@yahoo.com Mason