Fact: The average Puerto Rican male needs to cum several times a day.
It’s in our blood – the blood that pulsates throughout our dicks. My dick needs all the days it can get so over time I started planning all my trips – work or social – by adding a few days at the beginning.
Soy uno sucio perro.
One time, I was traveling for a wedding to be a groomsman. I arrived in town three days before the big day. Naturally I went out that very first night. Still hungover, I woke myself up the next morning tugging at my rock hard dick as if I hadn’t played enough the night before. I tried to jerk off but it wasn’t enough. I got up, dressed, and within the hour found myself back at one of the bars I frequent every time I’m in NOLA – The Silver Fox – for the lunchtime crowd. I was starving, ready to stuff my face and a bunch of other holes too.
I was surprised to be greeted by the bartender working happy hour. Just last night he’d given me an incredible blowjob, swallowing my first of many loads to follow. Welcum back indeed.
“You’re gonna feed me another.” It wasn’t a question, smirking as he placed a beer on the counter for me. We chatted briefly until new customers walked In. Just before walking away he let me know his shift would be ending in an hour…
I grabbed my beer, walking past the pool table where a few sexy rugged men were playing a round and some others were hanging around. I headed towards the metal beaded curtain separating the bar from the play space, my dick starting to bounce in my pants the moment my hands parted the veil and I crossed over to the other side. Along the wall were three tables – one with a couple making out, the center table empty and at the third, this sexy twink. I’m usually not into twinky guys but this one looked dirtier than the usual. Everything about his vibe said he was there to be used.
Sucio, sucio perro.
Making my way further in, I spotted a sexy muscled gray-haired daddy leaning along a bench directly across the room with a beer in one hand and the other one rubbing his crotch, looking to his left. I got to the center of the room and noticed the toilets to my right. That’s when I saw this massive dick – to this day it’s still the biggest I’ve seen – I’m guessing it was 14 inches and thicker than a can of Red Bull – being stroked by one guy while another was on his knees licking his equally massive balls. I settled at the middle table to watch them play for a bit and looked over at the twink. Both of us watching Massive Dick Guy get a 4-handed cock massage at the same time his enormous balls were getting slobbered on. The two worshiping pigs went at it hungrily until the one on his knees couldn’t hold back, busting a load all over Massive Dick Guy’s boot.
“Lick that shit off.”
Sure enough he cleaned up every drop, but then got up and the both of them walked away leaving a perfectly huge, unsatisfied dick throbbing over a pair of bull nuts still slick with spit. Massive Dick Guy looked directly at me, nodding to come over. I grabbed my beer and nodded back, making my way towards that beautiful huge dick. I saw Gray Daddy still rubbing his crotch at the wall. I nodded for him to follow. I turned my baseball cap backwards, got down on my knees, and placed both hands on that insanely thick baby arm. I started stroking his huge uncut dick – it was so warm and firm in my hands – then stuck my tongue out to lick the tip for a few seconds. I moved onward, starting to suck just the head. With each throb in my mouth he moaned. I wanted to swallow his dick completely, but ashamed to admit it was too big for me to throat entirely. Still, I gave him my best. Rock-hard and wanting to stroke my own dick while blowing him, I kept both hands on his monster.
After a few minutes of me giving head and hand,in my peripheral I noticed a stroking motion. I turned to see Gray Daddy with his dick out – hard as fuck and leaking like a faucet. I was so focused on sucking baby arm monster dick I didn’t even realize he’d gotten so close to me. I looked up and got the nod of approval to feast on it. As soon as my lips touch his head all slick with ooze, Gray Daddy immediately cums in my mouth. I swallowed every drop savoring his load and a new record––my prior getting a guy to cum fast was four minutes.
My attention swung back to Massive Dick Guy. He asked if I want to swallow his load –– I sucked him harder as my answer. He tells me to lick his balls now –– he needed to jerk off or top to cum. A top myself, I opted to help out, licking his hairy sweaty balls that smelled like he just came from work––pure man scent––my tongue going up and down, from his bull nuts to his oversized shaft. With each stroke he released a louder moan. His body started to shake and without warning he shoots a horse-sized load spraying all over my face, head and shirt. I tried to catch as much of it as I could in my mouth but his warm glaze was all over me. He thanked me, put his monster dick away and just walked off.
It turned me on even more to just be used as a piece of meat, or in this case, just a mouth.
I cleaned myself off best I could and went back to the middle table. The twink had been watching intently, with a sexy grin on his face. “That was hot to watch.” We started to chat. He was waiting for a top he met on Grindr that was 45 minutes late. I told him he could help with the next guy I serviced. Just then, the bartender came over to let me know his shift ended in five minutes. So I paid him for the next round and he brings the drinks when he finishes up. The three of us chatted sleazy for a bit, naturally ending up in a three-way makeout session. I squeezed the twink’s ass while he rubbed both our dicks. The bartender’s hand met mine on the twink’s butt and said, “Let’s take this to the back.”
We headed to the employee bathroom, he takes his dick out and the twink starts to suck him off. I don’t think I noticed how sweet his meat was the night before – coffee-colored and cut with a bright pink head. I took mine out and started stroking while I watched the two of them. Twinky then grabs my dick and stuffs it straight in his mouth, blowing me like his life depended on it. Bartender and I made out while the twink went back and forth sucking our dicks. After a few minutes, he repositioned all three of us to better get both dicks in his mouth, which he does for a bit until going back to sucking us off in turns. After a while I tell the twink to stand up and drop his pants. I get behind him, dropping to my knees again – this time to a bubble butt covered in hair.
I think hair on a man’s ass is sexy. Most twinks don’t so I was surprised this one was unshaven. Hungrily I stuck my tongue out and dove in, happier than a pig in…. His hole was so warm on my tongue. It tasted like he was definitely prepared to get fucked. He let out a few super-loud moans – the bartender leaned over and shoved his dick down his throat to get him to quiet down. This simultaneously opened his ass up even more – so much better for my face to bury itself in his fuzzy cheeks. I was going in every direction – up and down and all around, his hole getting looser and looser with each lick and twirl of my tongue.
Bartender wanted a turn.
I kissed the twink, letting him know I loved the taste of his hole as the bartender began rimming him. I spat in his mouth and guided his head down to my dick to face-fuck him. Watching the bartender eat his ass while he was sucking my dick was so fucking hot. The kid was such a fucking dirty slut.
The bartender then got up and started to fuck him. The twink went nuts. Thankfully my dick again drowned out his moans. After a few pumps bartender says he’s going to cum. “Fuckin’ fill this slut’s hole”, I order him. I pulled the twink’s head off my cock – “you want his load inside you slut?” He cried out, “yes sirs!” and went right back to sucking my dick. That did it – bartender stifled a howl and proceeded to fill his greedy hole.
Then it was my turn. I started to rim the twink again and can taste the bartender’s still warm load all sticky and musty and sweet. I stood up and just as I’m about to slide the head of my raging hard on past his used ass lips, he leans back, turning his head so we could kiss and swap the load from his ass. I pushed all the way in, feeling the bartender’s load sloshing around my dick. “Fill me up, sir. I wanna carry your load in me.” The clapping of his furry bubble butt and my groin was just enough for me. After a few hard thrusts, I felt my nut coming, now giving him his second. His abused hole couldn’t hold it – I could feel it leaking out, down my shaft, soaking my pubes and dripping off my balls. He got on his knees to suck me clean – I could feel more cum oozing out of my spent balls. Feeling that extra semen on his tongue he let go, shooting his wad all over the floor.
….
As it turned out, we discovered not only were we both in town for the same wedding, but the twink was also another groomsman – a cousin of the bride-to-be. Like me, he’d planned to get to town a few days early for the same reason. I ended up filling him up every morning, and some evenings we played together, some apart. Like me, he also needed to cum multiple times daily. That day of the wedding – minutes before the ceremony in fact – I filled him up again, and again in the bathroom during the reception. Good thing his tuxedo pants were black so you couldn’t see the wet stain where his hole leaked throughout the night. Pretty sure though the other guests could smell it. I guarantee he made sure some even got a slice of his wedding cake, frosting and all…
Author: Reinaldo Kaenyin
Photo Credit: DRUMMER Archives