Taking the Phallus

Went to my favorite Disneyland yesterday in San Francisco… Blow Buddies. I started out going to some bars (Eagle, Hole in the Wall Saloon) for a few beers and catching up with some old friends. I used to live in San Francisco and now I live about an hour away (of course, the actual ride when you take into account crossing the Bay Bridge it turns out to be more like 2 or 2.5 hours!). When I was at a suitable level of buzzed I wandered on down the street to Blow Buddies. It was a fairly busy night and it stayed that way into the wee hours.

Whenever I go there, there seems to be a prevailing theme for the night. One night I was there it seemed that every dick I sucked was fat and really hairy. Another night it was really big jawbreaker cocks. Another night it seemed that I got to enjoy a lot of hot black dicks, another night it was smaller but super hard and beautiful cocks that gushed out huge loads. Last night was the night of “you better work, cocksucker!”

Almost every cock I sucked required a really intense level of work to get them off. And they were all demanding about it. “Squeeze it with your hand tighter, cocksucker”, Hold it way down your throat, cunt”, Jack it till your arm hurts, boy”. Usually, it was while I was in some fucked up uncomfortable position. It didn’t matter, a c needs to do what he needs to do.

Cruising for Dick

Usually, I was out in the public areas doing my work while others looked on. I would be jacking my dick while my throat was being used and other men would wander by and pinch my tits or jack me while they watched me work on a fat cock.

A few guys wanted to fuck me, but it wasn’t a fucking night for me. I find it hard to really concentrate and work on a big dick while I’m being fucked up in my hole. when I go to Blow Buddies it’s because I’m in a cocksucker mood and I dedicate myself to serving all the cocks that require or desire my services.

Sometime during the night, I had to really take a piss. When I went into the pisser, there was a faggot with a hood on lying in the tub. His hood had an attachment to it that looked like a little toilet that drained into his mouth. Cute little faggot toilet attachment. How could I resist? I was taking a piss anyway, so what the fuck? I turned towards the faggot in the tub and started pissing into his little toilet mouth. He groaned and gulped and gurgled out an occasional, “Thank you, Sir!” as my piss spilled all over him. He was in faggot piss-mouth heaven. I was happy I could provide for him.

Pissing on the Faggot

As the night got later, I was super excited to see a friend of mine who I met at Blow Buddies about 15 years ago, and every time I have been there really late since I have run into him. He goes by the name of Coach and he really puts me through the paces. The first time I met him, it seemed like a fairly typical encounter. Nice fat cock on a hot man who obviously really enjoyed having his cock worked. then he asked me if I wanted to go play. I asked him what he thought we were doing now. He told me it was a warm-up. He motioned for me to follow him and did. We walked upstairs to an area that could be seen by all from below and through a chain link fence open to the other side by the same chain link. He sat me down against the fence and used his shirt to blindfold me and tie my head to the fence. He began fucking my throat and telling me what a good cock whore I was. Filthy talk always gets me super horned up. He’d place his fat donger deep down my throat and tell me to tell him that I’m a cock whore. I tried my best to garble out, “immahhhhhhgggahhssshhhoooeesksdj”,

A Cunt Mouth being Used

What did you say, cocksucker? He’d ask, and I’d attempt to gurgle up another response. He seemed to enjoy this game and it made me want to serve him more. He’d laugh at me and tell me he couldn’t understand me. I heard him talking to other men who were watching now. Some were from below and some were standing behind me on the other side of the fence. He would pick certain men out to come around and fuck my throat for a while. He pimped my mouth out to several men. A couple of them came down my throat, some on my face and mouth. It was dribbling down my chin and neck. Coach would wipe it up and feed it into my eager cunt mouth. Coach started to fuck my mouth again, and I could feel loads hitting my back as men on the other side of the fence jacked their dicks off on me while watching me be a whore for cock.

Coach has never failed to excite and surprise me with his deviance and creative mouth fucking ways. this time we talked a bit more after we were done and exchanged numbers. Because I live closer now, we can actually get together for some extended sessions at his place. He told me he was going to have me over to blindfold me in the basement and have random men come over to use my mouth like a cunt. Sweet talkers always get my juices flowing.