ALLEYS & ALCOVES Part 4 by bawdypen
On his way home Jeremy would sometimes walk around the back way, going down the alley. More often than not some guy would be loitering around in back of the gay bar, standing against the wall in the shadows behind the dumpster, looking for action. Like tonight. It was a very warm night and they were both shirtless.
He walked over and took the place next to him--more in the light so the fellow could see the obvious outline in his trousers as he stroked his big basket and gave him a sexy come- on grin.
"Looking for action?" he asked, staring into the guy's excited eyes.
"Sure am! Looks like you could deliver, too. Can...can I touch it?"
"Depends. I'm what you guys call trade. You still interested?"
"Hey, that's okay with me. I'd love to suck your big dick."
"One more thing. You lick assholes?"
"Uh...um..." Jeremy blushed in the darkness. "Sometimes, yeah."
"Queers usually lick my asshole." He started to remove his pants. "They dig it." He dropped them to his ankles and kicked them off. "By this time of night I've built up a few layers of sweat." He turned and lifted one leg onto some boxes as Jeremy slowly got down on his knees. "You like assholes to smell when you lick them?"
"G-gosh, it depends. I mean..."
"Sniff it, man. There's no crap on it if that's what you're worried about. Smell my shithole."
Apprehensive, but excited at the guy's insensitivity and lewd talk, he reached for the firm buttocks and softly caressed them.
"Hey, they ain't pussy buns, man. Rip 'em open! Cram your nose in!"
Almost a reflex, he obeyed the man's orders. Whew! He wasn't kidding about the sweat. It was pungent in there! Any other guy, he might have done a cursory job on. But being on his knees sniffing a straight guy's asscrack was hot! He rummaged around the sparse asshairs surrounding the anus, then nosed right into the moist center--holding back the temptation to stick his tongue out and lick.
"Yeah, take your time buddy. Smell that hole all you want. I know how fags love asshole stink! You don't mind me callin' you a fag, do you? I don't mean it nasty. Just... that's what you are, right? You're not exactly preparing to give me a proctological exam. Well, maybe you are at that!" He stepped down. "Turn around and put your head back against the wall."
When the Jeremy complied, he straddled his knees. Then he bent over further and backed up--lewdly rubbing his smelly crack up and down Jeremy's face.
"SNIFF IT, MAN! LET ME HEAR YOU SNIFFIN' MY ASS!"
Jeremy sniffed deeply, taking the masculine odor into his lungs as the greasy asshole repeatedly slid over his nose, mouth and chin.
Just then a young guy came out the back door of the bar. He saw them in the shadows and stared for a moment, until the man twisted his head up and their eyes met. He looked embarrassed and slowly walked on. Jeremy was unaware of it, since his face was smothered in the hot buttcrack as he loudly sniffed away-- the vulgar sounds echoing in the alley.
When the guy passed the dumpster, he immediately looked back again as he kept on walking.
"Pssst! Hey kid. YOU wanna smell my asshole, too?"
He squinched up his nose and stood still...seemingly weighing his own reaction to this obscene sight, and appraising the handsome stud with his pants down--getting rimmed. Glancing from side to side, he approached within a few feet.
"W-why would I want to do that?"
Jeremy could hear the conversation, but he was held tightly in place. He'd been stroking his roaring hardon, and now he was trying to cover it up. He didn't want to stop what he was doing, but he squirmed to get a look at who was there.
"Relax, man, nothing to be concerned about. You just keep sniffing that crack. Don't lick it yet." He turned his attention back to the observer. "Why? Check the dude out behind me. Heeeee fuckin' loves it! You like doin' straight guys, doncha? Sure, all you guys do. Maybe you'd rather get down and smell my cock and balls?"
He hesitated--but dropped his head to get a peek at the bending man's cock. He nearly gasped aloud at its length and girth, and subconsciously licked his lips.
"You...you don't do anything?" he asked.
"Sorry, sugar. I just enjoy myself. Don't mind if you pull your pecker out and wank off, though. Come on. Didn't find yourself a boyfriend tonight, I see. So you must be starved for cock cream. I'll juice your tonsils with a big load. Come on, baby. Get down here and sniff my nuts! You like smelly balls?"
Soon, he was holding the back of the kid's head into his crotch as he knelt to wallow in the stench of his ballsack. He'd tested them earlier by leaning his head down and sniffing while the guy held his big cock out of the way. The aroma was too inticing to pass up.
Shortly after that, the owner and bartender came out the back. With knowing grins, they walked over to the familiar face. The bartender rested his hand on the young guy's shoulder, urging him to continue. Within moments, the guy had his cock in the kid's mouth, a greedy tongue up his shithole, and two lapping away in his sweaty armpits!
When a patrol car passed by at the end of the block, the owner reopened the bar and suggested they all continue inside.
Inside, everybody stripped. The kid enjoyed sucking that big cock so much, he wanted it up his ass. Jeremy, likewise, continued to suck and lick his asshole while the kid got fucked. He licked his balls, and the kid's balls and once the cock was deeply imbedded, he found the smell coming from the kid's anus fascinating enough to begin licking the fat shaft as it repeatedly penetrated the hungry hole and dragged out gamey slime from his rectum.
On all fours, with his head bent low to get down in there, Jeremy's hairy, spread anus presented an irresistible sight to the bar owner. He got right back there and began to suck his asshole out!
He would have laughed had he known how persnickety Jeremy'd been when he hesistated in the alley. His own asshole was quite dirty. The owner could see and smell the traces of old shit around his blazing pink assring, but rather than being repulsed the older man ravenously licked it out! In his 50s, the experienced, still-fit man was well over any prior aversions to this sort of situation. In fact, he rather preferred it when a young man was raunchy. He'd rather lick out a spicy hole any time, rather than a clean, antiseptic one. Especially one owned by a young guy who seemed unaware of it. Oh, yes. He knew much better than his younger counterparts what licking a guy's shithole was really all about! He'll shamelessly admit he enjoys a young guy's spicy shit taste! (His bartender can attest to that. He knows first-hand things about the man's behavior and certain incidents involving turds that he'll never divulge!)
The bartender was getting a blowjob from the kid getting fucked. He spread himself open at the kid's face, fucking into his mouth while glancing up at the older man eating ass a few feet away. He almost laughed when the older man gave him a vulgar sign that conveyed the condition of the asshole he was slurping at.
"Oooh, yeah!" the straight guy groaned. "You fags sure know how to treat a stud! That bastard licking my dirty dick's gonna make my balls explode! Gangway, baby. Let me pump this hot hole full of jizz. Yeah, letcha lick my dick clean, an' suck it back out of his smelly cunt!"
Getting his shitty ass rimmed out (the older man also beating his meat as he reached between his legs), Jeremy eagerly took the smelly cock into his mouth and sucked it off. Then he dove into the gaping asshole he'd watched getting fucked, and sucked the man's cream--cleaning it out. Discerning a taste of the kid's shit along with the creamy load, he felt deliciously nasty. Never before had he had the nerve to do this. He loved it! So much so that he came all over the floor from the older man's excellent masturbation and deep rectal probings.
The bartender came in the kid's mouth. The kid gulped it down with a fury as he beat his own meat and kept his legs raised for the fantastic tongue swirling up his open butthole. It felt like the guy was licking his prostate!
Settling back against the side of the pool table, the straight stud looked around--wagging his thick, floppy dick in his hand. He was still catching his breath after the terrific fuck and suck, and now he had another concern.
"Be...before I drag myself up to the head," he breathlessly intoned, "anybody here drink piss?"
A few startled expressions, a giggle or two, then a growl from the back.
"Sure, I'll take a pint or two right down my throat!" the owner said as he crawled over between the man's legs. He bent down and took the man's cock in his mouth...waiting. The bartender chuckled and knelt behind the older man's rump-- drawing his meaty cock back through his legs. He bent over and began to suck it. As the old vet swallowed mouthful after mouthful of scalding piss, he blasted streams of cum down the bartender's sucking throat that nearly matched the urine in volume! Releasing the spent prick from his lips, he kissed the man's asshole while he was finishing collecting the final warming drops of tangy piss from the thick, rubbery spigot!
"Guess that wasn't last call after all," the bartender laughed.
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