Sex in Public 25

This is a repost of the series formerly called Some Public Sex. I have cleaned it up a bit and changed some names and things so it can be posted again.

I began telling a guy in Hawaii about a little encounter with the flower shop guy last night, so I just decided to repeat it now cuz it was gonna be here sooner or later anyway. And while I was writing it, my San Fran Brian friend kept pestering me to make plans about how we are going to do the boy in Buena Vista Park (like putting him on his back and having me suck him while Brian fucks him, of course I would have to get everything ready by preparing both cock and ass, and sorta guiding things into proper position). So I am dedicating this part of SPS to those guys.

So one day I was horny. Now I can hear laughter in 27 languages about that, but there ARE times when I'm not horny, but this wasn't one of them. So I'm just like this huge walking cock, and all my attention is going to that fucker and it is just leading me around, poking the little head into everybody's business, and it takes me over to the flower shop. And the Flower Guy's boyfriend's car is not around, so my cock decides to take a chance and go inside. I counseled against this move, but my cock is just not good at taking advice. So I did. Went inside, I mean, and F.G. is alone in there working and comes out from behind the counter to greet me and my cock, like What can I do for you guys? Or maybe just to greet my cock, it really is a fact lost to history, but anyway, he's got plain jeans on and I'm wearing 501's, and he's not really showing any basket, but my cock has reached it's destination and wants out of the car. So he looks around to see if there's anyone looking in the shop windows, and reaches over and squeezes my crotch a little and goes, How's that big ol' dick of yours? Oooh, man you are hard today, aren't you? (he really talks like that) Yes. See, my cock started this, and . . . . But he's nervous standing there in the shop so I sorta push him backwards by the groin, where I suddenly found my hand groping around, and we get behind the counter. So this is better, and there's some quick groping, but he's still worried about having somebody's grandmother come in for peonies or something, but his cock doesn't seem interested in peonies, cuz it is sticking out of his fly the standard 8 inches, and I am ready to drop and cram it into me right there. So he reaches over and gets a work apron and puts it on so he can cover his cock fast if anyone comes in, which, when you think about it, really does not make much sense, but I guess it seemed like a good idea at the time. But I've got my hands all over his crotch and his big long young cock and his butt and sliding my right hand between his cheeks and really hard up against his asshole and the back of his balls through the jeans, stroking that meat and his ass and stuff, and he's leaning on the counter with his shoulders hunched up and his butt bumped out a little, sucking in air between his teeth. My cock I guess is getting its comeuppance, cuz it's just waiving around out of the fly of my jeans, but sometimes hitting F.G.'s cock and sorta slapping it.

So I'm making some suggestions: Hey man, wanna get this big fucker down my throat? Wanna shoot that big sloppy load into me? Want me to stuff this huge motherfucker into me? Wanna suck my thick cock ? Wanna see it shoot big hard shots of cum? Like it when I stroke your dick? Wanna see your cock pump your load all over my face? Wanna see me lick your cum off? Like this? Do you like this, man? And he's just going Oohhh, yeahhh, real softly, sorta fucking his cock into my hand. And we have had sex quite a few times, but those two cocks were never harder or more ready than this. So I say, Let's fucking do it, man. And he backs up and pulls out his keys and goes and locks the door and flips over the sign that says Be Right Back, and comes over to me and just takes his jeans all the way off. And his little red underwear (man, where do grown up men get little red underwear. Jesus. Just don't wear any at all). Ah, my cock thinks, cool. So my jeans hit the floor, kick shoes off, step out, and we are both naked from the waist down and our super stiff pricks are jutting out to each other and we get in this close hug with these naked cocks grinding each other, hands pulling backs and shoulders and butts together. And then I say, Let's suck some fucking cock. So we do. We take turns bending down to take the cocks in our mouths, and stand up and stroke and get sucked, then bend down and suck and get stroked, and so on, and then we're both on our knees for some reason (I think he was worried about being seen through the windows), so we're down on the floor on our knees, and you know that's an impossible position to suck each other, but we end up scooting over in opposite directions toward each other's cock to try it anyway, and then suddenly we're laying on our sides, slurping up each others' stiff cock and I throw that fucking apron up on his chest. I don't mind a sideways 69, but you have to raise your upper leg for access to your cock and balls and maybe your asshole if that's what you want, and it is a fucking turn on to see a guy spread his leg up like that so his cock is just fucking OUT THERE for you. But it does have some limitations, also, cuz you can't really move around much, and you can do some limited fucking with your hips, but no real swiveling, and generally, you're a little bent at the waist and accurate coordination of cock to mouth does not always work out.

So F.G. is sucking my cock with his usual enthusiasm, but also without much suction, but I'm in control of the blowjob, really, cuz I've got his cock right where I want it, and it's buried as far into me as it can go, and my left arm is over and around his hip, pulling his ass into me, and my right hand is squeezing his huge balls and rubbing all over his crotch and between his legs and up to his hole and stuff, and he's trying to buck his cock into me with little short fucking thrusts, but I just want that fucker in as deep as I can get it and let it just stay crammed down my throat for a minute. So my jaw is pretty well dropped and that big fuckstick is pretty deep, so I start turning my head and neck around it a little to just screw it tighter and deeper into me, cupping his balls hard into my chin, it's like I just want to SWALLOW this fucking cock, and maybe I would have, but the other end of it was still attached to him.

So he's doing something on my dick, but I really don't remember feeling his blowjob that much. It was just one of those times when I was getting so much fucking stimulation from blowing his cock that I was not thinking about my cock much, or maybe my cock was getting so much input from my brain that it didn't need the blowjob, I dunno. But he was blowing me, he just couldn't get the position that I had. And then I think I want him fucking his cock into me, so I roll over onto him, cock still deep with each stroke, and I straddle his head and lay on his belly and put both arms around his hips and under his butt, right out by his crotch where his cute cheeks curve down to his hole and the tops of his legs and I can use both hands to spread his ass apart from underneath. And on every deep stroke, I stuff his meat in hard and get a great view of his hole and his balls and my fingers spreading things apart down there, and his legs are just as wide apart as he can get them, trying to give me open access to his equipment and give him some fucking leverage from his feet flat on the floor. So he's using that, fucking up into me, bucking his hips and not really pulling out very far before I get another quick fuck back in. So my hands are in perfect position to help him throw this face fuck into me, holding his butt, the curve of his cock going perfectly down my matching throat, index fingers real close to his asshole, and it was like he could have been nothing but cock and ass. Like eating a watermelon. Just slamming that huge cock easily down my throat, pulling his cute butt up into me, feeling that rock hard motherfucker swelling and hot and cramming itself into me. Well, it seemed hot to me anyway.

So I'm also facefucking him, slamming my cock down his throat, sorta. I mean he's not able or willing to deepthroat it, and he's blocking it from going all the way in, but the position for him was not as good, and he has to bend my cock back towards his mouth, and I'm always a little worried about the guy on the bottom (which half the time is me) because he is really almost at the mercy of the top guy for his breathing. You can't just shove all that weight off you very easy, and when you're sucking cock from below like that, hanging balls tend to get your nose covered up, and it can be a problem. So even though my chest is laying on his abs, I use my knees to keep my hips up a little so I'm giving him room to breathe and still get as much of my shaft as he wants.

It sounds like this went on forever, but again, it takes longer to describe than to do, I mean we were both so fucking hard to start with, and this 69 is a major fucking event, neither one of us is trying to make it last, man, we are just trying to fucking shoot our wads as fast as possible. F.G. pulls my cock out briefly and says, Shit, SUCK THAT MOTHERFUCKING COCK MAN, I'M CUMMING RIGHT DOWN YOUR FUCKING THROAT! So I got that goin for me. Which is nice.

And he goes right back down on my cock while he throws another deep stroke into my mouth and his cock swells and starts that fantastic pulsing of his cumtube on my lips and my tongue is sticking out so I can feel the shots blow up his cockshaft and into me. I take the first couple of wads deep, and he obviously wants them deep cuz his hips are raised up off the ground and grinding his cockshaft into me with fast little swiveling fucks, and I go for deep, also. But then I slide down the shaft to get a quick breath, and his cum just keeps shooting into the front of my mouth, so I take a long slow deep stroke down on it so he can feel himself shoot his load all the way back down into me. And my cock is stuffed into his mouth so the sounds are just grunts and stopped breaths and stuff, but I'M MAKING A LOT OF FUCKING NOISE. Groaning and grunting and taking that big load of boyjuice and slurping and grabbing his ass and going Uh, uh, uh, uh, as he's giving me the short hard thrusts and the finishing cumshots. So he lets his hips hit the floor hard when he's done shooting, but I'm not done sucking. I am not gonna let go of this big cock until I'm done cumming.

So he's nice about it, or maybe just is always hot, but he's not like some guys who immediately lose interest in the other guy after they cum. He gets more of my cock in, or maybe now I just realize what's happening to my cock better, but it's a pretty good blow, and I scoot back a little and start fucking his mouth and take his cock out and look down between our bodies so I can see my thick cock sliding in and out of his mouth, and I'd have to say, it looks pretty fucking cool. And he's got his throat and my cock matched up pretty well, although that last inch or so never really gets buried. But his hands on my ass and balls and the sight of my cock fucking into him is hot and I feel the trigger and tell him I'm cumming (I warn him because he does not swallow), and go back all the way down on his still firm suckable cock, and just concentrate on the orgasm. He's stroking my cock really hard and fast and pointing it at his face and the cum just tattoos his face with some of the most intense wads I've ever fired. I don't remember how many, but lots of big separate blasts of huge sloppy cumloads, hit his face hard and splash around and he's shaking his head from side to side and the cum is flying off his face, getting on my legs and the floor and his shirt and it is a major fucking load.

Then he just gives my cock a few quick tugs and says real fast, Hey, we gotta get up. So we jump up, and he goes over to the sink and washes his face (which was pretty cute with all that cum on it), and we get dressed and he says, Goddamn, that was hot. Nobody's ever taken me all the way like that. And I say, Yeah, hot, man. Let's do it again. The pleasure was all mine. And it was. Or at least a lot of it.

We tricked once in a hospital mensroom where he had delivered flowers and I just was visiting someone, and sometimes we see each other driving, and that almost always ends up in the college tearoom or some nearby place where we can get some hot quick sex. But he's usually in a hurry to get back to work, and that's OK with me. I'm not there for lovemaking, I'm there for hot cock and fast cum, and he can provide it. I think I do too. Anyway, we had fun. That time in the tearoom when I was leaning way back holding onto the walls and watching him blow me, I said, Remember that 69 in the shop, man? Wanna cum inside me like that again? Well, I just said it to get him hot, but it worked. And he does wanna do it again.

OK. Now hear this. Things are looking up on the contacts list and e-mail and stuff, and that's a lot of fun for me, and some of these guys are just a lot of fun to chat with, and some are really hot, and some are sweet or cute or something. But the one guy I really like I guess I'm too old or scary or something for, cuz now he's somebody else's friend. And I just can't keep friends happy, I guess, cause most of them are mad at me, and there is just no fucking solution for my little problem, I guess. But at least it's not the kind of problems some guys give you that don't wash off. That happened to me once, when I tricked with a killer cute young black kid I met in the arcade and we went back to his place, and I ended up with some crawly critters. Kinda pissed me off, but they are easy to get rid of once you know they're there. Not like some other unpleasantness that could occur. Well, anyway, fuck that shit. Send me a fucking note or memo or telegram or smoke signal or something. I may have to resort to trickery, like covering up my e-mail with leaves and branches and wait for someone to fall in. Or maybe that guy who makes the Statue of Liberty disappear can help. Spsauthor@hotmail.com. ICQ 28871283.