Mike and Martin by Mike Austin
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IV.
For a holiday Monday morning/noonish the ABS was fairly crowded. There were 6 pick-ups in the back lot and ½ doz or so cars in the side lot; which usually indicated a lot of "Trade Dick" to be had. The new Latin clerk was on duty. He'd been there just a week and was about 30 with a short Roman beard, good pecs and biceps and though I'd not seen his dick, much less had it, the thick fingers indicated a nice heavy piece of dickmeat, if only I could suck it? While he was pretty quiet, he knew what was going on behind the walls and in the video hallway and seemed oblivious. My entry fee paid and video tokens purchased, I entered the din of inequity. I flashed on Rick and his tentative location in flight and the feel of his dick down my throat, then regrouped for my current quest. There were three regular fellow cocksucker buds that I nodded too and one with whom I spoke. He confirmed "lots of trade in here today" and I went to the far end of the hallway and into an end booth. I squatted beside the hole and saw the guy in the adjacent booth stroking a fine black cock; veiny, big head and as he pulled his balls out, I knew he was a real feeder. I watched a few seconds before tapping the wall. He turned made an "O" of his thumb and index finger and put it to the hole. I licked his "O" and he removed his fingers and eased his dickhead to the hole, teasing me. I strained my tongue to reach the head, but he eased back some, just out of reach. I stretched my tongue again and he brushed his head across my tongue tip, more teasing. By now I was craving that cock, but pulled back and stood up. "Two can play this game fucker" I thought, and waited. A minute or so passed and the big hard black cock eased through the hole. I dropped to my knees and swallowed him to his base. My throat muscles locked on that veiny meat and I sucked for all I was worth. He groaned a bit and was a slow cummer, but I finally gulped the huge load. He pulsed his final shots. I stood and exited the booth, glancing as the feeder opened his booth door and walked passed me. He was maybe 50, definitely Trade and I wanted/needed more. I did three more dicks before heading home. Rick phoned to confirm his safe arrival. We chatted some and I thanked him for his visit and wished him well with Chuck, his new friend. It didn't take long and we had a serious session of phone sex underway. I'd hauled out a major dildo and was sucking it as Rick told me how good my mouth felt, etc Etc ETC and before long his roar told all; followed by my own series of grunts and long groans. We said our good-byes and ended the call. I climbed in the shower and washed away the day.
On another day at the ABS, I was visiting with a bud, when "Bubba", whose name is Joey, entered the hallway. I saw him and he waved to me and headed to the opposite end of the hall. Bubba was a regular feeder of mine and always punched my buttons. I followed him into a booth as usual. Bubba was 40, 240, 6'4", former high school lineman, who'd lost some of his "build" but was still rock solid. He was a welder by trade and had an 8" thick dick that steeled up really fine, once you got him there. That was the key; perseverance. He was a grower and a slow one at that, but once there, he had staying power AND was a multiple cummer. Once after the ABS, I had him over to spend some hot tub time and he'd already gotten off twice in the booth and then three more times in and out of the hot tub. Man did he fire great wads and was a good guy. One Thursday during a major rainstorm, my cell rang and it was Bubba; asking if I had any time that afternoon as he'd gotten rained out from work and was horny. I reminded him that I was at work but could meet him in an hour or so and make it worth his while. He chuckled and agreed to meet at the house. When I turned on Hardcastle Ct, I saw his truck parked in front of my place. By the time I pulled into the driveway, Bubba was headed up to meet me. He followed me into the garage and as soon as the garage door was down, I was down on Bubba; working that slow growin dick. He urged me inside and said he was so horny his balls were aching and I assured him I had just the remedy. We both laughed and stripped down. It took me working about 15 minutes to get that big ol dick full hard and then it was on. Bubba had powerful hands and gripped my head just right and power fucked my mouth. He loved me deepthroatng that dick and getting it slimy then that face slappin noise a good power feeder delivers his cocksucker. Bubba was a groaner too and my throat growls only ramped up Bubba's power. I loved bein on my knees for this Bull and he loved me there. Bubba went on to pump 4 loads of thick sperm in the ensuing half hour, before needing a break. I thought my jaws would break, but I stayed the course. It was there and then that I asked Bubba if he could feed me on a regular basis maybe here vs the ABS? He accepted the offer and we set a schedule, then he jackhammered my throat three more times.
Not being satisfied, yeah I know- cocksuckers aren't usually; after Bubba left, I had more dick hunger and headed back to the ABS. Juan's truck was in the side lot. The rain must have washed out his yard work and as I was entering, he was leaving and stammered a bit, "Hey Mr Mike, rains cut me off". I countered with "not good, but this is a good place to kill time, I took off work early for some R&R myself". Juan nodded then ran for his truck in the rain. I wondered if I'd been there just 20 minutes earlier if..........???
Oh well back to the hunt. Fees and tokens handled, I entered the hallway, same regulars there and most booth doors were closed. I headed to the end booth again and found it empty. Once inside, I peered through the gloryhole and found a youngish guy, lots of tats, shirt pulled back behind his neck, exposed pecs and nips, more tats, treasure trail and a heavy swingin dick, uncut, veiny and wet dickhead. I wondered if he'd just gotten off or if that was just his tempting pre-cum. Knocks on the wall got his attention. He hoisted the dick up in his palm, gripped it with the other hand and palm smacked it. That delicious sound gets my attention every time. He went on to aim the head at the hole and slow stroke facing me. Sticking my tongue through the hole, I'd hoped to get a taste or better yet get the dickhead pushed against the tip of my tongue, but got zip. The young stud eased back, stroked more and his head was covered in slick pre-cum. He thumbed the head and fed me his thumb to lap and I did. Salty but I needed it. He flopped the bone in front of the hole, teasing me and went crazy. Next thing I know the stiff meat gets stuffed through the hole and in my mouth. I locked on it and deepthroated the studmeat and felt his body pressure lean against the common booth wall and a slight sigh uttered as he settled into getting a great head job. Before long he was pumping my mouth face fucking me through the hole and I was in bliss. A sudden suction of air told me I was about to get creamed as the 20-something flooded my throat with hot cum. I finished him off, lapped him and he pulled back, stuffed and zipped up then gave me a thumbs up and left the booth. I was exhausted but loved the scene. My knees ached and I figured I needed another shower so I headed home. The rain was pouring down and thunder rocked the SUV as I pulled into the shelter of the garage. I made a sandwich and crashed early. Before dropping into a deep sleep, I began stoking and recalling the dicks of the day which led to a major cumfest!!!!!!