Tearoom Fun 2
Tearoom Fun 2
By Mushroom7
I was at the San Diego Plaza once again, in the early seventies. Downstairs in the large dingy underground restroom. I was in my heyday at the time. I was 18, very white skin, relatively hairless body. My cock was eight inches, cut with an oversized head and was hard most of the time. I had short hair and was obviously a sailor.
My mouth was in high demand by the street people, so much so that I would sometimes draw crowds and have to pull a train. The best time to hook up with street people is after two in the morning. By that time the bars have closed, the buses have stopped running, and no one really has any business in that part of town other than the few hundred who live there-- homeless, winos, dope dealers, junkies, pimps, whatever. Plus with this being San Diego, a whole lot of Mexicans. They were my favorite. I had loved sucking Mexican dick ever since I was a young white boy in the Barrio, happily sucking off my young Mexican friends. We had some great times after school, hot sweaty brown boys cumming their brains out in my mouth.
Most of the time there would be three or four old white dads in the stalls to the left of me (I always camped out the last stall. It was darkest back there). They were very polite and friendly, gratefully accepting whatever they were offered. I was amazed and shocked the first time I saw these really old men sitting in a row, white hair and false teeth, looking up hopefully at me. I realized that the old grandpas were like me, and couldn't keep out of a place like this--even if nine out of ten horny prospects passed them by in favor of me. They still got the tenth. I guess you never lose the urge to suck cock. I don't suck cock anymore, though. I would be one of those grandads, which would be unacceptable. Especially with all my hot memories. In my 18 year old youth I was almost never turned down.
They never resented me. I drew horny locals like a magnet. I was the one they wanted to see sucking their cock. Several steps up for them and several steps down for me. I felt so dirty when I sucked them off.
This particular evening, a big Mexican slowly strode down the noisy metal steps and into the men's room, his work shoes making the only sound at three in the morning. He walked out of the light from the single dim bulb and into the near darkness back where I was. He walked past the three old men, sitting as I was with their pants around their ankles and their legs spread, their long veiny white cocks dangling between their legs. I had sucked their yummy old cocks many times. I was always the last one to go and one by one they would stand in front of me, ready to go home for the night. Their dicks were soft. They knew I liked making them hard.
The Mexican stopped in front of me and smiled. He leaned against the wall in the dark, six feet away, a big bulge in his work pants. I spread my legs, letting my hard 18 year-old white cock spring upwards. He moved forward. I grabbed for his zipper as soon as he was within reach and pulled his half hard cock from his pants--he wasn't wearing any shorts. He was thick and soft and brown and uncut and HUGE. I gulped his thick cock into my mouth, wanting to feel it get hard. He had a hairy bush and I buried my face in it. He moaned. I could feel his dick swelling up in my mouth. The three old men were standing up, halfway out of their stalls, watching me. Their hands were working their big yummy old cocks. They got a good show when I was there. And they gave me a show too. They all had big dicks with enormous heads, the result of a lifetime of jacking off. And eventually, one by one, I would swallow their loads. After several hours of edging, those loads were always huge and thick.
These old men and many other old men played fun games with me to pass the time in the boring intervals when no one showed up. I took turns sucking all of their big old white cocks (sometimes three at a time), and they took turns sucking mine. None of us wanted to cum yet. We were just killing time til somebody showed up for me to suck off, and getting even hornier in the meantime. I was a lot hotter than they were, and would usually feed one or two loads to very grateful dads before the night was out.
But now I was taking the hairy Mexican man slowly down to the balls, eight really hard thick inches sliding all the way down. I stayed down for several seconds, squeezing the base of his cock with my lips and working it with my tongue. He gasped.
He unbuttoned his pants, and they dropped midway down his huge thighs. His balls were huge and very hairy. I slid my mouth back down on his cock, loving it that I was being watched. I wrapped my arms around his huge hairy thighs and grabbed his ass cheeks, pistoning my head up and down on the base of his fat dick, taking two inch strokes. The old men were working their dicks with a frenzy.
He was rock hard now and pumping slowly and rhythmically into my mouth, the head of his dick sliding halfway down my throat to its limit on each slow downstroke. Each time he would try to go deeper inside me, grunting with satisfaction when he hit bottom. Then he started muttering curses in spanish as we all heard someone coming down the noisy iron stairs to interrupt our fun.
The big Mexican pulled back and zipped up, backing up against the wall across from me, an enormous throbbing bulge in his pants. I wiped off my mouth with the back of my hand and tucked my rock hard dick between my legs. The newcomer was a tall, skinny, well-dressed black man, either a dealer or a pimp. Yes, the pimps came down all the time to get their dicks sucked. With black men, a blowjob is a blowjob. And why tie up one of your hos when they can be out sucking dick for money. And unloading in a young white boy's mouth was just as good. As long as the mouth was white, it didn't matter. I love interracial sex. And so did they. Once they got a blowjob from me, they always came back.
Having been here before, he immediately scoped out the situation and took next in line, leaning against the wall close to the Mexican. He squeezed the eight-inch bulge down the side of his leg and grinned.
I let my dick spring up again and motioned to the Mexican to come back to me, and after glancing at the black man who nodded encouragement, he came quickly up to me. His dick was still huge but now cold and soft, but I soon had him warmed up, his very dark brown cock pulsing in my mouth, his enormous dickhead pulsing in my throat. The black man came closer and squeezed his dick. The Mexican soon regained the head of steam he had lost with the interruption, and was not willing to stop for the next one. His dick was going full speed at his favorite rhythm in and out of my mouth. After a certain point, most Mexicans took over control of the blowjob. Fine with me. They cum faster and harder and I get a little rest. He facefucked me with all his might, both hands holding my head.
Everyone heard the slow, delicate steps coming down the noisy iron stairs, but the Mexican kept sliding his shiny brown eight-inch beercan in and out between my lips, sweat running down his forehead. His pants were once again down to his thighs. Huge hairy thighs. I rested a hand on each one while I lovingly sucked him off, the four watchers getting a really hot show. Three old white dicks were being slowly pumped, the longest one a limp ten inches. He was my favorite granddad. It was an effort to get him hard but he could still laboriously pump out a huge load with a soft dick.
The newcomer, an old black man as old as the three white dads, came down and saw the action in full swing, the well-dressed black man standing aside to give him a better view. He took his place in the line, standing just behind the other black man. He wasn't shy and unzipped his pants and flopped out a REALLY big dick. He was lucky for two reasons; he had nearly a full pint of cheap wine, and he was about to get one hell of a blowjob from a horny white boy. I caught a whiff of his dick from where he was standing, and it was pretty bad. But it was also jet black and ten inches long, circumsized with an enormous head, the whole yummy package surrounded by snow white kinky pubes. I was really looking forward to sucking him off. But he would have to wait his turn. I never disappointed.
My new Mexican friend was close now, and he was pumping in and out of my mouth and grunting. When both of his huge hands grabbed my ears, I knew my time had come. He slid that fat tamale down to the balls and the thick tube under his dick throbbed. He grunted as a huge thick wad of cum shot out of his swollen dickhead, filling my throat. I moaned. More grunts and more cum and more moans. I wish it could have gone on forever. I could see the curly black hair on the Mexicans sweaty forearms as he held onto my ears, feeding his cum to me. He was grinning from ear to ear. The two black men grinned. Here was a young white boy who knew where he belonged.
I sucked him dry, squeezing and sucking his brown beercan until not a drop remained. With my tongue drilling into his pisshole he finally withdrew, pulling up his pants. No sooner had he stepped out of the way then the pimp/dealer stepped up to the plate. I let him unzip but then I reached into his pants and fished an uncut ten inches out into the cold air. Not wishing him to catch a chill, I took his whole soft wonderful dick in my mouth. Wish my abusive daddy could see me now. Redneck bastard. The wino watched us and grinned as he pumped on his thick cock. He was still limp but his dickhead was as big as a doorknob. Damn I wanted that dick. I was so fucking greedy.
One of the old men decided to call it a night. With both of them watching me, One old man had gotten to his feet and was pumping his long fat cock in and out of another old dad's mouth. His knees buckled when he came, filling the mouth of the other old dad who was watching me and pumping his huge semihard cock. The old black man was digging the action and soon the third old dad was sliding his purple lips over the purple head of the wino's cock. That was fine with me. I was willing to let him clean it up before I went down on it. It was kind of ripe, if you know what I mean. As he gobbled down the wino's nasty ten inches I wished him Bon Appetit.
The handsome black man was having a good time, cupping my face with both hands and sliding his smooth, jet-black cock in and out between my lips. He was in no hurry at all. His girls must have loved him. Each time he felt the head of his dick bottoming out in my throat he moaned and hardened. He never dropped his pants, but his cock was so long that he only needed to unzip to give me all I wanted. While the two black men were getting their dicks sucked by two white men, two more Mexicans came down the stairs. It was a party. And I was providing the entertainment. Once the black man found out what I was capable of, he rode my mouth with a frenzy, trying to get deeper and deeper. His dickhead was so big I could feel it in my throat every inch of the way.
It was about 3:30, and dead quiet. I was apprehensive but not really worried when the two black men refused to halt the frenzied sucking of their dicks. The two Mexicans walked down the stairs and took their place in the line, squeezing bulges in faded jeans. I had sucked them off before. They usually were together. Now there were four of them, the three waiting their turn, and one fucking the shit out of my mouth. The wino pulled his shiny, hard, squeaky clean dick forcefully from the mouth of the last old man, letting it slowly wilt to a limp ten inches. He didn't want to miss his turn. He was next. DAMN the head of his dick was so fucking big. I couldn't wait.
The two Mexicans lined up behind him. A homeless old white man came down the stairs and got at the end of the line as the pimp was working himself up to a massive orgasm. He pulled his huge dick out of my mouth twice, providing a really good show for all the watchers. Both times he slid his beautiful cock back down my throat, the second time I felt the underside of his cock pulse and a thick sweet wad flooded my mouth. I'm not shitting his cum was sweet. And thick. He gently but firmly cupped my face with his large hands as he deliberately pumped load after load of cum in my siphoning mouth. I fantasized I was one of his bitches as he looked down at me while I swallowed his cum. I was working my own cock like crazy. When he finally ran dry, I dropped my own dick and squeezed his fat cock with both hands, milking more cum out of him, noting that there were now four other men urgently waiting their turns and pumping their dicks. The homeless guy had a seven inch dick thicker than a beercan. And all they wanted to do was pump a load of cum down my throat and watch me swallow it. It doesn't get any better. The homeless guy had balls the size of jumbo hen's eggs.
The wino slid his huge dickhead into my mouth the moment the other black man backed away. The two Mexicans edged closer. Neither one of them was the least bit interested in the last old man, and I felt sorry for him. Apparently seeing me slide my lips over the old wino's huge dickhead put him over the edge. He stood up, pulling frantically on his huge old dick, his bony shanks shaking. The old black man grinned. 'Come on over and get some.' He chuckled. I motioned him over to me, gently pulled the beautiful old black dick out of my mouth with one hand and fed the beautiful old white dick into my mouth with the other. After the show I had given him he needed no additional stimulation. He pulled my head down to the base of his cock and shot a huge throbbing load as thick as glue down my throat, getting so weak in the knees that the two Mexicans supported him til he was done, laughing at the show the white folks were putting on.
Right after he left, three more Mexicans joined the line. Holy shit I had hit the jackpot. Five more Mexicans, one right after the other. This was like the old days after school. Except the dicks were a lot bigger. The homeless guy was in the middle, but I would make short work of him.
After swallowing the old white man's huge load, I sucked the old wino with everything I had, his black dickhead sliding all the way down my throat again and again. It was so huge. Each time I rammed the head of his dick against the entrance to my throat he moaned. He mumbled all kinds of endearments to me in between swallows of wine as he tipped his pint of Thunderbird and held my head down with the other hand. I had this old man hard as a rock and was in ecstasy. I undid his belt and dropped his pants. At the same time I buried my face in his white kinky pubes. He let out a loud grunt of surprise. He took a huge hit off his pint and I felt him throb. His cum started flowing out in huge, thick ropes. We both moaned.
While he gulped the wine I gulped his cum, timing my swallows to the slow, intense throbbing of his dick. We both took our last swallow at about the same time. And remember I said it was almost a full bottle. While he licked the rim of the bottle, I licked the rim of his enormous jet black head, squeezing out whatever sperm cells remained. We both wanted the last drop.
He whispered to me, asking if I wanted to get a room. I looked at the six guys standing behind him and shook my head. I love variety more than anything. But I did take him up on his offer at a later time, but that is another story.
He pulled his pants up and left, and I had a fat Mexican dick in my face, hard as a fucking rock. This guy was fat, brown, smooth and hairless. I pulled his shirt up to expose his smooth brown belly and buried my face in his bushy pubes. I sucked in the brand new dick and the owner sighed with satisfaction.
He tried his best to hold off but after two minutes of working him with my mouth he yelled -
'FUCK!' And shot such a huge and powerful blast of cum that I felt it through my toes. Wow. Straight to my stomach. This is what it's all about. With noisy grunting and thrusting he delivered nine more powerful shots of cum. It was great.
The other Mexican man was much older and really hairy. His pubes were shot through with grey and his dick was thin and very veiny. But LONG. His first shot of cum hit me when his bulbous dickhead was all the way down my throat. Since we were both thrilled with the arrangement, I kept that dickhead down there and took every one of his twelve thick pumps straight down to the belly. My audience was getting a show they would long remember. But not very different from many other times when I had drawn a horny, drunk crowd at three in the morning.
The homeless man behind them was dressed in rags and smelled really bad, as well as being ugly, but the old dad had taken care of his dick earlier, and it was nice and clean. He had a rock-hard dick with a purple pulsing dickhead and was nearly ready to shoot. He had one of those unusual cocks that are thicker in the middle. Wedge-shaped dicks, if you get my meaning. I actually felt my throat crack a little bit as that white snake went down. I took no more than ten deep strokes on his nasty cock when he moaned and pushed my face into his stinking crotch, cumming his brains out. Thick and gluey. Yuck. Didn't taste very good either. Degradation meter is off the fucking scale. I shot my load when he started to cum, without touching myself, shooting my cum all over his skinny naked legs.
He seemed to cum for a full minute, his enormous balls rising and falling with the effort of forcing out that incredibly thick cum. I helped him out as much as I could, sucking out his cum like a gigantic throbbing straw. He groaned every time he felt me sucking out another mouthful. Must be why he took so long to run dry. But he gave me all he had. I gave him no choice.
The three remaining amigos were hot to go and the first one whipped out his fat brown tamale and fed it between my lips. He said something in Spanish to the other two guys and they got on either side of me and pulled out their dicks. Holy shit. I hadn't done this since my school days. I showed my gratitude to the middle guy by deep throating him rapidly for a full thirty seconds. His eyes were almost popping out of his head. I then turned and did the same thing to the guy on the left. Then the guy on the right got his thirty seconds of fame. No rest for the white boy. They were absolutely loving it.
I had gone through three full rotations before the one in the middle lost it. He took more than his thirty seconds, his big brown dick throbbing as he pumped an enormous load down my throat. He dropped out and the other two adjusted their position. Two more cycles of thirty-second deep throating and the guy on the left was ready to pop.
He was the youngest guy I had sucked that night, about my age. And his dick was huge. I lovingly finished him off, the boy almost whimpering in pleasure as I drained his young balls dry. The last guy was much older, short, thick and hairy. With a dick to match. I spent another two wonderful minutes sucking a Mexican dick the size of a Budweiser can. When it was time he pulled me into his thick hairy bush with both hands and muttered 'I'm cumming.' I was locked into his belly. His dick had gotten two inches longer during my sucking and was so hard I felt my neck muscles crack again. Then he started cumming.
He grunted again and again, each time sending a thick wad of Mexican cum down my throat. I was gripping both of his rock-hard ass cheeks and could feel them tighten up each time he grunted and shot another load. He was my last one and I hated to let go, but he finally pulled his soft beercan out of my mouth and muttered 'Gracias amigo'.
All in all, not a bad evening.
By Mushroom7
I was at the San Diego Plaza once again, in the early seventies. Downstairs in the large dingy underground restroom. I was in my heyday at the time. I was 18, very white skin, relatively hairless body. My cock was eight inches, cut with an oversized head and was hard most of the time. I had short hair and was obviously a sailor.
My mouth was in high demand by the street people, so much so that I would sometimes draw crowds and have to pull a train. The best time to hook up with street people is after two in the morning. By that time the bars have closed, the buses have stopped running, and no one really has any business in that part of town other than the few hundred who live there-- homeless, winos, dope dealers, junkies, pimps, whatever. Plus with this being San Diego, a whole lot of Mexicans. They were my favorite. I had loved sucking Mexican dick ever since I was a young white boy in the Barrio, happily sucking off my young Mexican friends. We had some great times after school, hot sweaty brown boys cumming their brains out in my mouth.
Most of the time there would be three or four old white dads in the stalls to the left of me (I always camped out the last stall. It was darkest back there). They were very polite and friendly, gratefully accepting whatever they were offered. I was amazed and shocked the first time I saw these really old men sitting in a row, white hair and false teeth, looking up hopefully at me. I realized that the old grandpas were like me, and couldn't keep out of a place like this--even if nine out of ten horny prospects passed them by in favor of me. They still got the tenth. I guess you never lose the urge to suck cock. I don't suck cock anymore, though. I would be one of those grandads, which would be unacceptable. Especially with all my hot memories. In my 18 year old youth I was almost never turned down.
They never resented me. I drew horny locals like a magnet. I was the one they wanted to see sucking their cock. Several steps up for them and several steps down for me. I felt so dirty when I sucked them off.
This particular evening, a big Mexican slowly strode down the noisy metal steps and into the men's room, his work shoes making the only sound at three in the morning. He walked out of the light from the single dim bulb and into the near darkness back where I was. He walked past the three old men, sitting as I was with their pants around their ankles and their legs spread, their long veiny white cocks dangling between their legs. I had sucked their yummy old cocks many times. I was always the last one to go and one by one they would stand in front of me, ready to go home for the night. Their dicks were soft. They knew I liked making them hard.
The Mexican stopped in front of me and smiled. He leaned against the wall in the dark, six feet away, a big bulge in his work pants. I spread my legs, letting my hard 18 year-old white cock spring upwards. He moved forward. I grabbed for his zipper as soon as he was within reach and pulled his half hard cock from his pants--he wasn't wearing any shorts. He was thick and soft and brown and uncut and HUGE. I gulped his thick cock into my mouth, wanting to feel it get hard. He had a hairy bush and I buried my face in it. He moaned. I could feel his dick swelling up in my mouth. The three old men were standing up, halfway out of their stalls, watching me. Their hands were working their big yummy old cocks. They got a good show when I was there. And they gave me a show too. They all had big dicks with enormous heads, the result of a lifetime of jacking off. And eventually, one by one, I would swallow their loads. After several hours of edging, those loads were always huge and thick.
These old men and many other old men played fun games with me to pass the time in the boring intervals when no one showed up. I took turns sucking all of their big old white cocks (sometimes three at a time), and they took turns sucking mine. None of us wanted to cum yet. We were just killing time til somebody showed up for me to suck off, and getting even hornier in the meantime. I was a lot hotter than they were, and would usually feed one or two loads to very grateful dads before the night was out.
But now I was taking the hairy Mexican man slowly down to the balls, eight really hard thick inches sliding all the way down. I stayed down for several seconds, squeezing the base of his cock with my lips and working it with my tongue. He gasped.
He unbuttoned his pants, and they dropped midway down his huge thighs. His balls were huge and very hairy. I slid my mouth back down on his cock, loving it that I was being watched. I wrapped my arms around his huge hairy thighs and grabbed his ass cheeks, pistoning my head up and down on the base of his fat dick, taking two inch strokes. The old men were working their dicks with a frenzy.
He was rock hard now and pumping slowly and rhythmically into my mouth, the head of his dick sliding halfway down my throat to its limit on each slow downstroke. Each time he would try to go deeper inside me, grunting with satisfaction when he hit bottom. Then he started muttering curses in spanish as we all heard someone coming down the noisy iron stairs to interrupt our fun.
The big Mexican pulled back and zipped up, backing up against the wall across from me, an enormous throbbing bulge in his pants. I wiped off my mouth with the back of my hand and tucked my rock hard dick between my legs. The newcomer was a tall, skinny, well-dressed black man, either a dealer or a pimp. Yes, the pimps came down all the time to get their dicks sucked. With black men, a blowjob is a blowjob. And why tie up one of your hos when they can be out sucking dick for money. And unloading in a young white boy's mouth was just as good. As long as the mouth was white, it didn't matter. I love interracial sex. And so did they. Once they got a blowjob from me, they always came back.
Having been here before, he immediately scoped out the situation and took next in line, leaning against the wall close to the Mexican. He squeezed the eight-inch bulge down the side of his leg and grinned.
I let my dick spring up again and motioned to the Mexican to come back to me, and after glancing at the black man who nodded encouragement, he came quickly up to me. His dick was still huge but now cold and soft, but I soon had him warmed up, his very dark brown cock pulsing in my mouth, his enormous dickhead pulsing in my throat. The black man came closer and squeezed his dick. The Mexican soon regained the head of steam he had lost with the interruption, and was not willing to stop for the next one. His dick was going full speed at his favorite rhythm in and out of my mouth. After a certain point, most Mexicans took over control of the blowjob. Fine with me. They cum faster and harder and I get a little rest. He facefucked me with all his might, both hands holding my head.
Everyone heard the slow, delicate steps coming down the noisy iron stairs, but the Mexican kept sliding his shiny brown eight-inch beercan in and out between my lips, sweat running down his forehead. His pants were once again down to his thighs. Huge hairy thighs. I rested a hand on each one while I lovingly sucked him off, the four watchers getting a really hot show. Three old white dicks were being slowly pumped, the longest one a limp ten inches. He was my favorite granddad. It was an effort to get him hard but he could still laboriously pump out a huge load with a soft dick.
The newcomer, an old black man as old as the three white dads, came down and saw the action in full swing, the well-dressed black man standing aside to give him a better view. He took his place in the line, standing just behind the other black man. He wasn't shy and unzipped his pants and flopped out a REALLY big dick. He was lucky for two reasons; he had nearly a full pint of cheap wine, and he was about to get one hell of a blowjob from a horny white boy. I caught a whiff of his dick from where he was standing, and it was pretty bad. But it was also jet black and ten inches long, circumsized with an enormous head, the whole yummy package surrounded by snow white kinky pubes. I was really looking forward to sucking him off. But he would have to wait his turn. I never disappointed.
My new Mexican friend was close now, and he was pumping in and out of my mouth and grunting. When both of his huge hands grabbed my ears, I knew my time had come. He slid that fat tamale down to the balls and the thick tube under his dick throbbed. He grunted as a huge thick wad of cum shot out of his swollen dickhead, filling my throat. I moaned. More grunts and more cum and more moans. I wish it could have gone on forever. I could see the curly black hair on the Mexicans sweaty forearms as he held onto my ears, feeding his cum to me. He was grinning from ear to ear. The two black men grinned. Here was a young white boy who knew where he belonged.
I sucked him dry, squeezing and sucking his brown beercan until not a drop remained. With my tongue drilling into his pisshole he finally withdrew, pulling up his pants. No sooner had he stepped out of the way then the pimp/dealer stepped up to the plate. I let him unzip but then I reached into his pants and fished an uncut ten inches out into the cold air. Not wishing him to catch a chill, I took his whole soft wonderful dick in my mouth. Wish my abusive daddy could see me now. Redneck bastard. The wino watched us and grinned as he pumped on his thick cock. He was still limp but his dickhead was as big as a doorknob. Damn I wanted that dick. I was so fucking greedy.
One of the old men decided to call it a night. With both of them watching me, One old man had gotten to his feet and was pumping his long fat cock in and out of another old dad's mouth. His knees buckled when he came, filling the mouth of the other old dad who was watching me and pumping his huge semihard cock. The old black man was digging the action and soon the third old dad was sliding his purple lips over the purple head of the wino's cock. That was fine with me. I was willing to let him clean it up before I went down on it. It was kind of ripe, if you know what I mean. As he gobbled down the wino's nasty ten inches I wished him Bon Appetit.
The handsome black man was having a good time, cupping my face with both hands and sliding his smooth, jet-black cock in and out between my lips. He was in no hurry at all. His girls must have loved him. Each time he felt the head of his dick bottoming out in my throat he moaned and hardened. He never dropped his pants, but his cock was so long that he only needed to unzip to give me all I wanted. While the two black men were getting their dicks sucked by two white men, two more Mexicans came down the stairs. It was a party. And I was providing the entertainment. Once the black man found out what I was capable of, he rode my mouth with a frenzy, trying to get deeper and deeper. His dickhead was so big I could feel it in my throat every inch of the way.
It was about 3:30, and dead quiet. I was apprehensive but not really worried when the two black men refused to halt the frenzied sucking of their dicks. The two Mexicans walked down the stairs and took their place in the line, squeezing bulges in faded jeans. I had sucked them off before. They usually were together. Now there were four of them, the three waiting their turn, and one fucking the shit out of my mouth. The wino pulled his shiny, hard, squeaky clean dick forcefully from the mouth of the last old man, letting it slowly wilt to a limp ten inches. He didn't want to miss his turn. He was next. DAMN the head of his dick was so fucking big. I couldn't wait.
The two Mexicans lined up behind him. A homeless old white man came down the stairs and got at the end of the line as the pimp was working himself up to a massive orgasm. He pulled his huge dick out of my mouth twice, providing a really good show for all the watchers. Both times he slid his beautiful cock back down my throat, the second time I felt the underside of his cock pulse and a thick sweet wad flooded my mouth. I'm not shitting his cum was sweet. And thick. He gently but firmly cupped my face with his large hands as he deliberately pumped load after load of cum in my siphoning mouth. I fantasized I was one of his bitches as he looked down at me while I swallowed his cum. I was working my own cock like crazy. When he finally ran dry, I dropped my own dick and squeezed his fat cock with both hands, milking more cum out of him, noting that there were now four other men urgently waiting their turns and pumping their dicks. The homeless guy had a seven inch dick thicker than a beercan. And all they wanted to do was pump a load of cum down my throat and watch me swallow it. It doesn't get any better. The homeless guy had balls the size of jumbo hen's eggs.
The wino slid his huge dickhead into my mouth the moment the other black man backed away. The two Mexicans edged closer. Neither one of them was the least bit interested in the last old man, and I felt sorry for him. Apparently seeing me slide my lips over the old wino's huge dickhead put him over the edge. He stood up, pulling frantically on his huge old dick, his bony shanks shaking. The old black man grinned. 'Come on over and get some.' He chuckled. I motioned him over to me, gently pulled the beautiful old black dick out of my mouth with one hand and fed the beautiful old white dick into my mouth with the other. After the show I had given him he needed no additional stimulation. He pulled my head down to the base of his cock and shot a huge throbbing load as thick as glue down my throat, getting so weak in the knees that the two Mexicans supported him til he was done, laughing at the show the white folks were putting on.
Right after he left, three more Mexicans joined the line. Holy shit I had hit the jackpot. Five more Mexicans, one right after the other. This was like the old days after school. Except the dicks were a lot bigger. The homeless guy was in the middle, but I would make short work of him.
After swallowing the old white man's huge load, I sucked the old wino with everything I had, his black dickhead sliding all the way down my throat again and again. It was so huge. Each time I rammed the head of his dick against the entrance to my throat he moaned. He mumbled all kinds of endearments to me in between swallows of wine as he tipped his pint of Thunderbird and held my head down with the other hand. I had this old man hard as a rock and was in ecstasy. I undid his belt and dropped his pants. At the same time I buried my face in his white kinky pubes. He let out a loud grunt of surprise. He took a huge hit off his pint and I felt him throb. His cum started flowing out in huge, thick ropes. We both moaned.
While he gulped the wine I gulped his cum, timing my swallows to the slow, intense throbbing of his dick. We both took our last swallow at about the same time. And remember I said it was almost a full bottle. While he licked the rim of the bottle, I licked the rim of his enormous jet black head, squeezing out whatever sperm cells remained. We both wanted the last drop.
He whispered to me, asking if I wanted to get a room. I looked at the six guys standing behind him and shook my head. I love variety more than anything. But I did take him up on his offer at a later time, but that is another story.
He pulled his pants up and left, and I had a fat Mexican dick in my face, hard as a fucking rock. This guy was fat, brown, smooth and hairless. I pulled his shirt up to expose his smooth brown belly and buried my face in his bushy pubes. I sucked in the brand new dick and the owner sighed with satisfaction.
He tried his best to hold off but after two minutes of working him with my mouth he yelled -
'FUCK!' And shot such a huge and powerful blast of cum that I felt it through my toes. Wow. Straight to my stomach. This is what it's all about. With noisy grunting and thrusting he delivered nine more powerful shots of cum. It was great.
The other Mexican man was much older and really hairy. His pubes were shot through with grey and his dick was thin and very veiny. But LONG. His first shot of cum hit me when his bulbous dickhead was all the way down my throat. Since we were both thrilled with the arrangement, I kept that dickhead down there and took every one of his twelve thick pumps straight down to the belly. My audience was getting a show they would long remember. But not very different from many other times when I had drawn a horny, drunk crowd at three in the morning.
The homeless man behind them was dressed in rags and smelled really bad, as well as being ugly, but the old dad had taken care of his dick earlier, and it was nice and clean. He had a rock-hard dick with a purple pulsing dickhead and was nearly ready to shoot. He had one of those unusual cocks that are thicker in the middle. Wedge-shaped dicks, if you get my meaning. I actually felt my throat crack a little bit as that white snake went down. I took no more than ten deep strokes on his nasty cock when he moaned and pushed my face into his stinking crotch, cumming his brains out. Thick and gluey. Yuck. Didn't taste very good either. Degradation meter is off the fucking scale. I shot my load when he started to cum, without touching myself, shooting my cum all over his skinny naked legs.
He seemed to cum for a full minute, his enormous balls rising and falling with the effort of forcing out that incredibly thick cum. I helped him out as much as I could, sucking out his cum like a gigantic throbbing straw. He groaned every time he felt me sucking out another mouthful. Must be why he took so long to run dry. But he gave me all he had. I gave him no choice.
The three remaining amigos were hot to go and the first one whipped out his fat brown tamale and fed it between my lips. He said something in Spanish to the other two guys and they got on either side of me and pulled out their dicks. Holy shit. I hadn't done this since my school days. I showed my gratitude to the middle guy by deep throating him rapidly for a full thirty seconds. His eyes were almost popping out of his head. I then turned and did the same thing to the guy on the left. Then the guy on the right got his thirty seconds of fame. No rest for the white boy. They were absolutely loving it.
I had gone through three full rotations before the one in the middle lost it. He took more than his thirty seconds, his big brown dick throbbing as he pumped an enormous load down my throat. He dropped out and the other two adjusted their position. Two more cycles of thirty-second deep throating and the guy on the left was ready to pop.
He was the youngest guy I had sucked that night, about my age. And his dick was huge. I lovingly finished him off, the boy almost whimpering in pleasure as I drained his young balls dry. The last guy was much older, short, thick and hairy. With a dick to match. I spent another two wonderful minutes sucking a Mexican dick the size of a Budweiser can. When it was time he pulled me into his thick hairy bush with both hands and muttered 'I'm cumming.' I was locked into his belly. His dick had gotten two inches longer during my sucking and was so hard I felt my neck muscles crack again. Then he started cumming.
He grunted again and again, each time sending a thick wad of Mexican cum down my throat. I was gripping both of his rock-hard ass cheeks and could feel them tighten up each time he grunted and shot another load. He was my last one and I hated to let go, but he finally pulled his soft beercan out of my mouth and muttered 'Gracias amigo'.
All in all, not a bad evening.
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