BRADY'S MEN by Mike Austin
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IV.
While the condo project went on and neared completion and I enjoyed sex with the guys from the crew, they weren't my only sources of cum. In fact a few guys from my old neighborhood stuck with me and dropped by to get off at my new place. Two took advantage of weekly visits to get in a workout on my bench and then get off from my full-service hospitality. And then also met two new guys from Craigslist, before it changed and more recently from Grindr.
Back in the Craigslist days, I regularly posted and hooked up with guys back at my old house. Those guys came and went over time, but one standout remained constant. Jake was a bartender when we met on C-list and was 25 back then, 6'4", 202# very lean and fit with a huge 9"x7" dick with a big head and was VERY VERBAL. He was intimidating and I craved that especially from a younger guy with all that cocky attitude going on and expectations. That "tude" continued these many years later and at now 31, his energy, focus and expectations have only made him that much more assured of his control and dominance with me and others. In fact he recently set up a meet, greet and service scene with me and another pair of bottoms and he as the SOLE TOPMAN. We bottoms split the motel room, poppers, wine and lube expenses as well as Jake's gratuity and partied for an entire afternoon one day before Jake had to start his shift at the bar. That wasn't the first time we had a small group encounter and I was assured it wouldn't be the last. The first time we met though, he'd posted an ad looking for a fun encounter with an "appreciative guy". I knew that translated into a hustler looking for a mark, and I was fine with that. We exchanged emails, pics and cell #s and agreed on a meet and greet place to see if the chemistry worked and as we did, went on to set a fee which I accepted. That following Saturday we met at 10a.m. and had until about 2pm before he had to split to make the bar by 3. I'd reserved the room and checked in about 9, showered got the room set, got me set and waited. The duty time arrived, then 15 minutes lapsed, 20 minutes and after a half hour, thought I'd been stood up when a door knock came and answering it, found Jake grinning and he stepped inside. "I didn't want you to expect me at the exact time as I control the show and time and my schedule" he added as he sat back and told me to strip down. He remained dressed as I stripped then told me to "turn around, bend over, arch my back, get on all 4s, look up, open my mouth, stick out my tongue, wag my ass, bark" I did all willingly and eagerly. Jake opened his backpack and withdrew a dogtail dildo, stuck it in my mouth and told me "get it real wet and slick for your hole" and I complied. He was so fucking hot and I needed this control so badly after the week I'd had. I couldn't get enough of his dominance.ng me remain on all 4s, he directed me to rotate and face away from him and tug my ring open and in went the doggytail, then came a command to bark and wag my tail. I complied. Jake wasn't physically abusive, unless the bottom bought that from him and was the alpha, do mint e room at all times and remained verbally dominant and direct. Not me or any bottom when we did group scenes EVER got off either, only Jake or any of his buds we were shared with. But this day had been just us, our first time to connect and Jake did not disappoint. After barking for him, he stood up, told me to get his boots and socks off, then his shirt and jeans. His heavy flaccid cock throbbed a bit of precum from that wide gaping slit at the end of his bulbous head. His slightly furred torso was tight, broad flat pecs punctuated with those dark brown nips and those tight abs from lifting crates, cartons, barbells and doing volumes of leg lifts to maintain. He told me to suck and I began, deeper he directed and I deep throated his growing cock. ALL the way down came the next directive and I swung from the shaft, face stuffed against his furry crotch and pubic arch beneath. Stay there and he began to face fuck me. Our session continued until about 1:30 after he'd come 8 times then grabbed a quick shower, packed his backpack and I handed over my Thank You cash. He nodded, winked and told me next time expect him when he gets there and don't get all uptight. I understood and he left the room. My pulse raced at the thought of Next Time.
Again before moving one day, I'd stopped at my Dollar General for some of their store brand chunky chocolate chip cookies and while waiting in line, noticed this older guy with a handbasket of stuff, bored from the line ahead of us. He remarked about not enough people working or doesn't anyone want to work anymore, when the overwhelmed cashier called for assistance up front on register 2. As the other cashier began working down the line, the older guy just added "finally" and I nodded agreement and cruised his bulge. He caught me and as I looked back up, he shook his head no and turned sideways to break my cruise. I checked out and left the store but stayed in the lot waiting to see what he drove. He exited, saw me sitting and walked straight for me. "Hey fag you wanna suck this dick" he spat out. "As a matter of fact I do bud" came my immediate reply. It made him chuckle and broke his tension with me. "That can be arranged there fag, if you looking for a big ol dick to swing on" he added. "I live about 5 minutes from here if you lookin to get off and make some cash too" I urged and he shook his head agreeing and said he'd follow me and that was his red Ford pick-up over there, to keep an eye on it. He pulled onto the street behind me and followed closely to my house. Turning into the driveway he pulled in beside me and both got out and into the house. He looked around and said "you must do ok fag". I added "Brady's the name". "Yeah well fag works just as well", he replied, then "where's the head I need to piss first unless you're one that drinks that too". I pointed down the hall to the small ½ bath. He left the door open and pissed a strong stream into the toilet as a sign of show no doubt, but it worked for me so I didn't complain. Coming back out, he left his zipper down and flaccid long uncut dick hanging out. "Smoky" and he stuck out his hand to shake, which I did and gripped his soft dick with my other hand. He pulled me a bit closer and I dropped to my knees. "Good meeting you Smoky" I muttered then lapped his hood and swallowed. His recent piss was pungent but he'd obviously showered earlier before getting out on errands. As I sucked and sucked he was slow to bone up and I loved working for it; taking a flaccid dick into a piece of bone was a huge craving for me. Smoky stepped back a bit pulled his dick out of my mouth and talked down to me. I was in heat!!! He left his dick slightly arched out of his crotch and fly as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a good medium furry chest, now mostly grey but well formed. I learned that Smoky was a retired plumber, 65, widower, and guessed him to be about 6', 210-220#s and would also find him to be VERY DOMINANT but a slow cummer which made me happy as fuck to work for his load. We spent the next hour and half with me on my knees begging for his cock, sucking it, sucking his very low hanging bag, squatting in front of him begging for dick, on all 4s begging for dick and finally after giving him head almost to the point my jaw was going slack, he announced "stay at it almost there fag, you gonna get my cum soon" and within 60 seconds Smoky blasted a fucking tube full of dickwad down my throat. It was WELL WORTH THE WORK AND WAIT...That began a once a week routine before I moved and now that I have, I still touch base with Smoky and we hook up at the VID store or a park, sometimes just in his truck and work for that wad of cum from him. He's very demanding and smacks the back of my head if I happened to get too eager and bite that big hog of a dick.
Speaking of other hook-up places there's a park by my old place that I used to score at pretty regularly. I had a few guys several times but one remains of note, Chuck. He was a 42 y/o machinist who I met about 7 or 8 years ago now. The Chuck man was big, about 6'3", 220#S with a big uncut dick that arcs out when he's stripped down. But the first time we met was at this little park after he got off work one day. It had rained so no one else was in the park except us. He stepped from his truck so I could watch him take a leak and stroke that dick of his, which even from my distance, could see it was a lot of dickmeat to enjoy. I got out and began walking toward the hulking man who towered over me. As I neared, he finished his leak and just slow stroked, with my eyes glued to the prize. His hood slid easily over the well lubed blunt head. He thumbed his dickhead and sucked his thumb, then rubbed it again. This time he held his thumb up for me to suck and I did. His pre was salty and I dropped down and got to blowing that dick. He talked trash to me about how good my mouth felt, how I knew what to do with my tongue, that my throat was good stand-in for pussy and that he knew I needed his cum. Slowly leaning against the truck fender, he got some resistance and began fucking my mouth. He pumped and pumped. He pulled out gripped his dick and stroked a few times then fed it back to me, repeating that exercise 3 more times before announcing "here goes suck it down". He shot long volleys of cum, perhaps 6-8 shots and gulped down each one, greedily. The rain began again and he pulled out; and as I headed back to my car he waved, gave me a thumbs up and we left the park. I saw him about every 10 days and we still connect about that same schedule. He sure does cum A LOT.
Two recent tricks since moving to the condo I landed off Grindr; Toby and Larry. Toby is an arrogant college jock, 21, about 5'10", 165# and lean with a 6"x6" straight out dick but a huge loose bag, is verbal and loves to skullfuck; especially when he brings some buds of his by to join in the fun. We met here at the unit after reaching out in response to his posting: `Jock looking for older bottom action' and a pic that showed him shirtless and pumped up, arms posed to show off his biceps. The first meet and greet had him straddle me laying on my bench as he rode my face, then sat back on my chest and stroked off over my face. He immediately stood up, "not done yet slut" he directed and proceeded to face fuck me and shot a 2nd load. He went on to announce, "you need more o that aight" and did push ups over me driving his dick in my mouth and a 3rd round of cum. He's brought a few buds of his by to watch porn, get off, watch more porn and drink my beer. I get his cum and theirs and they get some tip money as thank yous. Toby likes those small group days where he calls the shots about what I do and who I do. That makes two of us.
Larrys' the other recent Grindr connection. This guy's a golf pro at a nearby country club, 45, blonde/green, 190#, smoothy with an 8"x4" dick, low hangers and pretty big head for a smaller girthed dick. He gets really turned on by a guy giving him head and shoots a lot, but pretty fast. I try to make it last as long as possible since he's got that big head I love to feel in my throat. We've connected twice now and he cums and goes easily and our schedules seem to match and work pretty well.
Guess I saved the best for last though. He's my most recent hook-up since moving to the condo. Actually a fitness and a personal referral from Willis, the high school coach. The guy had evidently told Willis one day about looking for a new workout system and had considered a high-tech system when Willis mentioned his bud and neighbor who had a Spozon and should look into it. Willis told me about his bud and the workout system suggestion that he meet me and get a first-hand workout on the bench and perhaps "more". Willis made it clear to his buddy, that I was gay and was available if Juan was interested in a workout trial session with "benefits". Willis then set up a 3-way phone chat/intro/meet and greet and left us to work out details. We agreed to meet on Saturday at 2pm, his day off, giving him the morning to run his other errands. About 10 till 2 I got a call and Juan says he's outside the gate and I gave him the gate code and soon the knock on the door announced Juan's arrival. Opening the door I was stunned. He's only about my height, 5'10" but at 190#s is built like a muscled bull, wide shoulders and pumped out pecs, cold black hair, deep green eyes and an awesome sculpted face with a frim jaw and deep voice. Oh and I forgot, he's a COP!!!!! He came in, we shook hands, what a grip, and asked if he wanted wine, beer, tea or water? He asked for water and I got a chilled bottle out. We talked some about the workout bench's cost and features and his need for structural performance based on his build and workout regimen needs. We moved to the den and the bench. He grew more impressed nd when I loaded the bench promo video and then the sample video of light, medium and heavy-duty workout routines, he was even more impressed. I had some medium weights mounted atop the bar and he layed down, shifted his feet to her floor on either side of the bench for balance and did some curls, followed by leg lifts and then I spotted the weights for him, adding more weights to the bar as his comfort level increased. He finished, sat up and had either not seen or chose to ignore my cruising his torso and crotch as he went through the various workout sets, out of respect for Willis. I likewise out of respect for Willis and maybe not wanting to get cross-wise with a cop, restrained myself from making any moves on this Latin stud. He asked if I ordered it online or locally and I directed him to Academy where I got mine as well as a few extra add-on devices and perks, then gave him the name and number of my salesman. I then asked if he'd had lunch and he said not yet. I suggested a salad with chicken that I had plenty fo to share if he was interested. You could tell he'd grown less tense after the visit and workout and I thought he was relieved I'd not tried to jump his bones, and set about getting salad greens served up and some chicken shredded atop, it then hauled out some chilled sliced fruit for dessert. We ate on the patio and he told me he'd been on the force for 15 years and then learned he was 40; but definitely didn't look it. Also learned he was divorced and that his ex-wife is also a cop but for another local department. Their tension was just too high with both of them in service. "I can't imagine what it must be like, for both of you being in a high-stress environment" I offered. He leaned back after we finished and as I returned with the fruit and fresh water, was just resting his eyes in the shade of the patio. "So how long have you and Willis known each other" I posed? "About 5 years" came his reply. I stared then looked away. He began to eat the fruit and grinned some slowly at first, and then beamed wider. "What" I asked. He shook his head no "WHAT" I asked again louder. "Nothing, just that I wondered how you'd react when you learned I was a cop and you know, how you'd be sort of" Juan shared. I added, "I was sort of stunned when Willis told me about you, your bench interest, his idea of a live workout session so you could test the equipment and get personal feedback, and..." Juan interjected, "the fringe benefits item..."? "OH HELL TO THE YES..........." I exclaimed. "I like your bench and the promo you shared and am up for sharing the fringe benefits too, if you are..." Juan stared into my eyes. We hit the bench and he hit me hard and deep and blew fine loads in both ends before he had to leave. We've planned another session for next Saturday to be sure... More bench time.
THANKS
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