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Earlier this year, I placed an ad on our local Squirt Message Board letting people know that I walk our neighborhood each morning and would be open to sucking cocks along the way. I met three great guys. Two of them are semi-regular, and one became a golfing buddy and regular “dom”. It had been awhile since I posted for “new customers” so to speak.
One morning last week, I started my normal daily walk at about 5:20am. In my area of Central Texas, this is the coolest part of the day. I had built up quite a sweat when a large pickup truck pulled passed me, then turned around at the next corner and returned. It stopped when it got back to me and a guy lowered his window and asked me to come over to him. He actually asked if I was the (Neighborhood Walker) and while I told him that I guess I did walk the neighborhood. He then mentioned Squirt and asked again. Of course, once I knew where he had seen the term “neighborhood walker”, I told him that I was. He looked me over and asked if I’d like to come with him and suck his cock. For safety reasons, I declined his offer of a ride, but told him that if he had a place to meet, I would meet him there.
It turned out that he owned a small auto repair shop at the edge of our housing tract and asked me to meet him there. We were only two blocks away from there at this point and of course I told him that I would meet him there in about five minutes. Again for security reasons, I told him that he had to meet me outside, that I wouldn’t walk into a business, especially at that hour of the morning. He agreed and drove toward the end of the street where the business was.
I quickly walked the short distance, turned right down the main road and into the parking lot for the business. Since it was so early, I didn’t think anybody else would show up there while I completed my assigned mission.
He was waiting for me at the door and we walked together to another door at the side of the building. It was marked “restroom” and I thought that I would be sucking cock in a dark and dirty hole in the wall. But he held the door open for me and I walked in. I couldn’t be more wrong about the “restroom”. It was a brightly lit and fully tiled room that was very clean. There was a toilet, sink and shower as apparently, he and his staff showered before heading home for the night. I was surprised and suddenly began to feel my “submission” juices flowing toward my cock.
There was a bench along one wall, I guess for changing clothes, and I heard him unzip his work pants as he sat down. I removed my shirt and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, my sweat glistening in the bright light. Then I walked over to him and dropped to my knees. He was short and stocky and his cock was partially hidden by his rolling stomach, but based upon the size of his sack, I knew that I was in for a treat. I got down on my hands and knees and moved in. He leaned back and actually lifted his belly, giving me unfettered access to his beautiful cock, which was already beginning to stick out toward me, firm and proud. First, I licked his balls, which were hanging down quite loosely at this point, then I licked my way up the belly of his cock, which was emerging from the fat below his belly.
As I took him into my mouth, he pushed forward and more of his shaft emerged. This mostly hidden cock was now a full mouthful, probably over six inches long and thickening by the second. He seemed to be in a hurry so I simply let him fuck my mouth at his pace, making sure that my tongue was active on the pleasure spot just below his cock head. Before long, I could taste my favorite treat, pre-cum. Like nectar, it had me committing my mouth to him as if his cock owned me, which in my state, it did! My head bobbed and he thrusted in and out, his cockhead entering my throat on the instroke and my mouth sucking him lightly on the outstroke. It wasn’t long before I could tell that he was ready, so my tongue switched into overdrive and I began pinching the skin of his sack with one hand, the sack which had thickened and was now tightly covering his balls.
Both of his hands were now on my head, holding me to him as he fucked my face, closing in on his pleasure. Then it happened, I felt his cockhead swell and he emptied his swollen balls into me. I didn’t waste a drop as he slowed and then pulled his cock free from my still sucking mouth. As he stood to zip up his pants, he asked if I was game for “another”. Now in a frenzied state of horny, of course I said “yes” and he told me to stay on my hands and knees and wait.
He left the room. I quickly dropped my shorts, sat on the bench and started stroking my cock, which was steel-hard by this time. Then I was startled back to reality when a skinny older guy came through the door and stopped in his tracks, watching me pull my cock. He was carrying a small bottle of what looked like “lube” and he set it on the sink counter as he walked towards me, stepping out of his shoes, pants and boxers as he did so. I was sitting, naked, except for my shoes, on the bench and he walked up to me with his right hand massaging his fully hard erection.
His cock was the perfect sucking size, probably about 5 inches and much thinner than the bosses shaft that I had just pleasured. He walked up to me and drove his cock right into my waiting mouth. But I quickly determined that he wasn’t there for head. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube, pulled his cock from my mouth, and motioned for me to prepare my ass. He poured some lube into my hand and I stood up and ran it up and down my still sweating crack, dipping a couple of oiled fingers into myself as I did so. He applied a handful to his cock, which was now glistening in the bright lights. He then motioned for me to get on my hands and knees on the bench, which I did. Almost before I was settled in on my knees, his cock was rubbing between my cheeks. Then, without warning, he was in me - all the way to his pubic bone.
My ass was on fire but the old guy didn’t seem to care, he just grabbed my hips and began fucking me from behind. I soon relaxed as he began hitting my “spot” and my cock lurched back to attention. As he stroked into me I steadied myself on my left hand while my right hand, still wet with lube, found its way to my cock and I wildly began beating myself. I lost track of time as he fucked me. It could have taken a minute or five, I don’t know. Somewhere in there, I came all over my hand and raised it to my mouth, devouring every drop. Then, without warning, he pulled out of me, dry humped my oiled ass cheeks for a minute, and unleashed his cum, all over my lower back.
He stood back and leered at me as he wiped his cock clean with a paper towel and raised his pants. The look that he gave me made me know what a whorish cum slut that I am.
I didn’t bother to clean myself up. I simply put my shirt and shorts over my cum covered body and slipped out of the restroom into the darkness of the morning. Then, I made the half mile walk of shame back home, knowing that I had pleasured two guys and secretly hoping that I would be invited back for more.
I was…
One morning last week, I started my normal daily walk at about 5:20am. In my area of Central Texas, this is the coolest part of the day. I had built up quite a sweat when a large pickup truck pulled passed me, then turned around at the next corner and returned. It stopped when it got back to me and a guy lowered his window and asked me to come over to him. He actually asked if I was the (Neighborhood Walker) and while I told him that I guess I did walk the neighborhood. He then mentioned Squirt and asked again. Of course, once I knew where he had seen the term “neighborhood walker”, I told him that I was. He looked me over and asked if I’d like to come with him and suck his cock. For safety reasons, I declined his offer of a ride, but told him that if he had a place to meet, I would meet him there.
It turned out that he owned a small auto repair shop at the edge of our housing tract and asked me to meet him there. We were only two blocks away from there at this point and of course I told him that I would meet him there in about five minutes. Again for security reasons, I told him that he had to meet me outside, that I wouldn’t walk into a business, especially at that hour of the morning. He agreed and drove toward the end of the street where the business was.
I quickly walked the short distance, turned right down the main road and into the parking lot for the business. Since it was so early, I didn’t think anybody else would show up there while I completed my assigned mission.
He was waiting for me at the door and we walked together to another door at the side of the building. It was marked “restroom” and I thought that I would be sucking cock in a dark and dirty hole in the wall. But he held the door open for me and I walked in. I couldn’t be more wrong about the “restroom”. It was a brightly lit and fully tiled room that was very clean. There was a toilet, sink and shower as apparently, he and his staff showered before heading home for the night. I was surprised and suddenly began to feel my “submission” juices flowing toward my cock.
There was a bench along one wall, I guess for changing clothes, and I heard him unzip his work pants as he sat down. I removed my shirt and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, my sweat glistening in the bright light. Then I walked over to him and dropped to my knees. He was short and stocky and his cock was partially hidden by his rolling stomach, but based upon the size of his sack, I knew that I was in for a treat. I got down on my hands and knees and moved in. He leaned back and actually lifted his belly, giving me unfettered access to his beautiful cock, which was already beginning to stick out toward me, firm and proud. First, I licked his balls, which were hanging down quite loosely at this point, then I licked my way up the belly of his cock, which was emerging from the fat below his belly.
As I took him into my mouth, he pushed forward and more of his shaft emerged. This mostly hidden cock was now a full mouthful, probably over six inches long and thickening by the second. He seemed to be in a hurry so I simply let him fuck my mouth at his pace, making sure that my tongue was active on the pleasure spot just below his cock head. Before long, I could taste my favorite treat, pre-cum. Like nectar, it had me committing my mouth to him as if his cock owned me, which in my state, it did! My head bobbed and he thrusted in and out, his cockhead entering my throat on the instroke and my mouth sucking him lightly on the outstroke. It wasn’t long before I could tell that he was ready, so my tongue switched into overdrive and I began pinching the skin of his sack with one hand, the sack which had thickened and was now tightly covering his balls.
Both of his hands were now on my head, holding me to him as he fucked my face, closing in on his pleasure. Then it happened, I felt his cockhead swell and he emptied his swollen balls into me. I didn’t waste a drop as he slowed and then pulled his cock free from my still sucking mouth. As he stood to zip up his pants, he asked if I was game for “another”. Now in a frenzied state of horny, of course I said “yes” and he told me to stay on my hands and knees and wait.
He left the room. I quickly dropped my shorts, sat on the bench and started stroking my cock, which was steel-hard by this time. Then I was startled back to reality when a skinny older guy came through the door and stopped in his tracks, watching me pull my cock. He was carrying a small bottle of what looked like “lube” and he set it on the sink counter as he walked towards me, stepping out of his shoes, pants and boxers as he did so. I was sitting, naked, except for my shoes, on the bench and he walked up to me with his right hand massaging his fully hard erection.
His cock was the perfect sucking size, probably about 5 inches and much thinner than the bosses shaft that I had just pleasured. He walked up to me and drove his cock right into my waiting mouth. But I quickly determined that he wasn’t there for head. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube, pulled his cock from my mouth, and motioned for me to prepare my ass. He poured some lube into my hand and I stood up and ran it up and down my still sweating crack, dipping a couple of oiled fingers into myself as I did so. He applied a handful to his cock, which was now glistening in the bright lights. He then motioned for me to get on my hands and knees on the bench, which I did. Almost before I was settled in on my knees, his cock was rubbing between my cheeks. Then, without warning, he was in me - all the way to his pubic bone.
My ass was on fire but the old guy didn’t seem to care, he just grabbed my hips and began fucking me from behind. I soon relaxed as he began hitting my “spot” and my cock lurched back to attention. As he stroked into me I steadied myself on my left hand while my right hand, still wet with lube, found its way to my cock and I wildly began beating myself. I lost track of time as he fucked me. It could have taken a minute or five, I don’t know. Somewhere in there, I came all over my hand and raised it to my mouth, devouring every drop. Then, without warning, he pulled out of me, dry humped my oiled ass cheeks for a minute, and unleashed his cum, all over my lower back.
He stood back and leered at me as he wiped his cock clean with a paper towel and raised his pants. The look that he gave me made me know what a whorish cum slut that I am.
I didn’t bother to clean myself up. I simply put my shirt and shorts over my cum covered body and slipped out of the restroom into the darkness of the morning. Then, I made the half mile walk of shame back home, knowing that I had pleasured two guys and secretly hoping that I would be invited back for more.
I was…
