THE JACKS II
The wait for thirty days until the Jacks met again seemed more like thirty months but at last here I was in my car headed for my second Jacks meeting. I paid my ten bucks at the door and headed across the main meeting area. I didn't stop to count but as I went through the room to shuck my duds it looked to be about twenty naked guys were already there. Fascinating. There were little guys with big cocks and vice versa. And little dicks soft that became pretty big ones hard and vice versa.
The ball shaver was working on a rather elderly man who had obviously been shaved before and was getting touched up. The shaver and shavee were both erect and apparently enjoying the experience. I was thirsty and walked over to a small table on which were a box of cookies, some bottles of soda and a pair of bottles of lube. I munched a cookie, had a couple of swigs of Pepsi and looked over the group. An older man came up to the table, got a cookie in one hand and my woody in the other. His touch was hurried and rough and not pleasant so I gave him a smile and left him empty handed.
I headed to another older man with a lovely cock. It curved upward and to the right and when I reached him I noticed a droplet of precum oozing from his meatus. I put out my forefinger, wiped it off and licked my finger. "How's it taste?" He asked. I told him it was delicious. "Let me stoke that big tool of yours and see how you taste," he said. So we jacked each other for a couple of minutes until I produced some and he told me I was yummy. It was early and neither of us wanted to cum yet so we parted.
Across the room was a man about my age with a generous sized organ. So I walked over and introduced myself. "My name's Jake and it's nice to meet you and your uppity boner," he said. He reached down and his touch was gentle and so far just on my ballsac. "You've got the biggest head on your tool in the room and I'd really like to have it in my mouth," he said, "But it's against the rules here."
I told him I'd like to let him have his way, "And I'm curious to know what a pecker tastes like," I said.
"Dan, let's blow the joint and head over to my apartment. It's only a ten minute drive from here," he said.
We started peel off our clothes the minute we walked through his apartment door and we were both boned up by the time we got to his bed. It was a queen size and we were both on it in a flash. He got in the 69 position and again began to fondle my 'nads. "Boy, those are big ones. I can hardly wait to see how much splooge you squirt. So when you're about to pop, let me know so I can watch," Jake said. I said I would and asked him to do the same. He began to lick the underside of my cockhead and it felt terrific! He was hard as the proverbial rock and his glans was already oozing precum. So I licked it off and continued to lick his intensely swollen dickhead. "I'll give you just a week to quit that," Jake said.
Silence reigned for a few minutes and then Jake took my entire tool in his mouth. He massaged my boner with his tongue. Around and around his tongue went and he slowly lifted his head until only the tip of my tool was being lavaged. Being a raw rookie at this game, I followed suit. Then he began to gently use his hand to roll my balls around and once more I did the same and the sensation was yummy both the giving and taking. He then started to not so gently suck my cockhead. Wow! In less than a minute I felt my orgasm was almost there and I barely had time to tell him when my first squirt went off in his mouth. He yanked his head up and the second spurt hit him square in the face. We were both laughing as the next four jets of cum shot about a foot and a half in the air.
I told him he looked pretty ridiculous with splooge dripping all over his kisser. "Hey, it's all your fault and be nice or I won't give you any warning at all," he said.. "But you do taste good." I licked the precum dripping down his boner and damn that tasted great too. I began to roll his 'nads around and took his entire rod in my mouth using my tongue to massage him as he had done for me. "I'd really like my prostate rubbed," he said. I told him I had no idea how to do it and he picked up a tube of lube from the bedside table. "Grease up your index finger and stick it up my pooper," he said. "Ah, now bend your finger up and pretend you're going to scratch my pubic hair. Feel that hard lump? That's my prostate, now massage it. You got it, so rub away and get back to sucking. Oh YES! Gentle with the sucking, you've got me hotter than hell, literally."
I did a lot of licking, not much sucking. He was moaning and carrying on like he'd never had gay sex before. Then he got quiet for a minute voice wise but his dick was leaking like a century old faucet. Softly: "Pretty quick now...oh God it feels...ahh, I'm gonna CUM!!!" As I jerked my face off his cock his prostate swelled and hardened.
TO BE CONTINUED