Steve was in the curio shop for the first time, just browsing.

He noticed another male customer, that seemed to be rubbing his crotch through his pants pocket. He didn’t realize it, but he was starring, and the stranger noticed how he seemed to be captivated. The stranger took his hand out of his pocket and rubbed his crotch from the outside. It was then that Steve looked up to the face of the stranger and their eyes meet. Steve was embarrassed and quickly looked away.

 

Slowly the stranger made his way toward Steve.

When he was very close he spoke in a low voice and said “Ya wanna give me a blow job?”

Steve was caught off guard, and just shook his head no, but his eyes drifted down to stranger’s crotch. Stranger was unzipping his pants and fishing his chubby prick out into the open. Steve continued to stare, as it flopped out. Stranger stroked it once, then left it hang.

“You can touch it if you want” he whispered.

Steve was very nervous, and carefully looked around to be sure no one could see them. Slowly he reached out and cupped his fingers under the shaft. He used the ball of his thumb to lightly rub the penis. His gentle movements were well received, as the shaft twitched, and began to stiffen. The stranger didn’t say a word, but he got a nice smile on his face. This was his lucky day, he thought to himself.

 

Steve didn’t know what to think. It had been many years since he stroked another man’s penis. He had dreamed of it a few times, and this reminded him of his dreams.

The stranger broke the silence first, saying, “I sure would like a blow job.”

 

Steve didn’t reply, but he was thinking. He may never get a chance like this again. He had been wondering if such things were as exciting as he thought. The last time something like that had happened, he had been dared to do it by a friend, when he was much younger. He pretended he didn’t like it, but secretly he enjoyed it. He often thought he would like to try it again. This might be his chance.

Too nervous to speak, he just shook his head yes, as he kept his eyes on his new treasure.

 

As he continued to rub the warm shaft he whispered “Shouldn’t we go somewhere more private?”

“Give me a sample now.”, was the reply. “Show me what you can do.”

This made Steve doubly nervous. He was afraid they might get caught, and he was afraid he might disappoint his new friend. He looked around to be sure no one could see them. Only the shop owner was with them in the building, and he was watching TV at the front desk.  Slowly Steve got to his knees. He managed to do it without losing contact with the object of his attention. He could smell the muskiness of the manhood right in front of his nose. He wasn’t sure how to start, but he didn’t want to seem too eager. Slowly he rubbed his lips along the shaft. As he did his tongue brought extra saliva to his lips. Sometimes his tongue rubbed the underside of the prick, depositing a thin layer of saliva. It did feel as good as he remembered. Under his breath he left out a slow hummmm.

The stranger watched as his new friend fondled him. He certainly seemed to be enjoying himself. His eyes were closed, and he left out a “Hummmm” like a young boy eating a warm chocolate chip cookie.

Stranger rocked his hips slightly, pushing the head of his cock towards warm lips. His prick was quite stiff now, and it wanted to be sucked.

“Put it in your mouth”, he suggested. “No one can see you”. He could see his new friend was nervous, and needed some encouragement.

Steve liked the idea of having the forbidden fruit in his mouth. He thought about how easy it would be to keep it warm and wet, if it were in his mouth. And he was sure it would enjoy being warm and wet. He no longer thought about what he might do to make the stranger feel good. His thoughts and efforts were now directed solely to this fine cock. Instinctively he knew what “it” wanted, as if it were independent of its owner. He knew that if he made it feel good, stranger would feel good too.

 

His closed lips were kissing the head softly. He felt the bulbous contours of the crown with the inside of his lips. He slowly moved his lips from side to side, and used his lips to nibble lightly on the foreskin.

His right hand came up and lightly held the shaft, and he pulled his head away so he could get a better look. He looked admiringly at it, and licked his lips. He found this stiff cock sticking out of the stranger’s trousers to be a very pleasing sight. He would also like to fondle his balls, so with his left hand he cupped his fingers and placed them where he imagined the balls might be. He rubbed lightly, and looked up to the eyes of person owning these jewels.  “I want more”, the stranger said with a smile.

Steve brought his hungry mouth close to the thick hunk of human flesh. He opened his mouth just far enough to let the shaft slide inside. He released his gentle hold on the prick, so that his lips could slide down it unobstructed. Slowly his head pumped up and down the hard, warm meat.  At one extreme it was almost released from his mouth, with lips nibbling on the bulbous head. At the other extreme he almost choked as it bumped the back of his throat. A complete pump lasted a full minute, giving pleasure to Steve and the stranger. It would be difficult to say who was getting the most enjoyment.

 

Suddenly stranger pushes on Steve’s head, and pulls his male member out of the wet cavernous mouth.

“Someone’s coming”, he warned. Quickly he stuffed his salami back in where it belonged and walked to another section of the shop.

 

Steve was still on his knees, as he pretended to look at something on the bottom shelf, he used his finger to wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth. Standing next to him was the owner of the shop, an elderly gentleman. “Can I help you?” he asked, smiling mischievously.

“No, just looking, thanks.”

“Ya know, I give a 40% discount to guys like you.”

“Oh, I’m not an antique dealer.”

“Oh, dealers only get 20%. Only my special friends get 40%. Weenie washers are always welcome in my shop.”

Steve looks puzzled, and asks “What’s a weenie washer?”

“Oh my, you need to meet Uncle Charlie. Come with me to my office.”

As Steve follows the shop owner it suddenly occurs to him what “weenie washer” means, but he wonders who Uncle Charlie is. “Are you Uncle Charlie?” he asks.

“No, my name is Bill, but you will like Uncle Charlie.”

They make their way back to a corner of the shop, where a doorway is covered by a blue curtain. Bill uses his hand to brush the curtain aside and motions for Steve to join him inside. Steve enters what appears to be a large broom closet, but in one corner is a chair, and a stand with a box of tissues, and right next to it is a wooden stool. There is no light turned on, only the light coming in through the curtain. Bill has unzipped his pants, and exposes himself to Steve, saying “Here is Uncle Charlie. When a weenie washer comes into my shop, I know what he wants if he asks to see Uncle Charlie. I saw you and your friend on the surveillance camera. Since this is my shop, I think I should get some of that action. You do want some of this, don’t you?”, he says, stroking his chubby pecker.

 

Steve wants to turn and leave, but the thought of getting to taste two peckers in one day makes him warm inside. Even in his dreams he didn’t get to sample two in one day. He reaches out and touches Uncle Charlie.

“What do you want me to do?”, he asks.

“What do you want to do?”, Bill replies.

Steve thinks about the opportunity he has. The chance to fill his mouth with another warm shaft makes his own cock twitch and stiffen.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve done things like this. I don’t have much experience. I’m not sure I know what you want.”

Bill picks a pillow up off the chair and drops it at his feet, and motions to Steve to use it.

“You know what I want. Trust your instincts.”

Steve drops to his knees for the second time, just as anxious as he was the first time. He smells the shaft and notices that it is manly, but different from the stranger. He rubs it against his cheek then kisses the end of it.

“You like that.”, Bill whispers.

 

Steve smiled, and nods his head in agreement. Bill put his hands on the side of Steve’s face, and encourages him to get back to what they both wanted, some good sucking. Steve uses his hand to guide Charlie in the right direction. He uses his mouth to start doing the slow pumping that stranger liked so well, but Bill uses his hands to move Steve’s face and head and let him know he wants a faster rhythm. With the faster tempo, Steve didn’t get to use his lips or tongue near as much, but Bill didn’t seem to mind, as he was starting to breathe faster. Steve had an important question to ask, but he couldn’t seem to get the words out, with his mouth full of pecker the way it was. Finally he used both hand to grasp the shaft and pull it out of his mouth.

“What’s wrong?” Bill asks disappointedly. He’s afraid this new cock sucker might be a tease.

Steve uses his hands to lightly and lovingly massage the erection as they talk.

“You’ll tell me before you cum, won’t you? So I can pull your pecker out? I don’t think I’m ready, you know, for the rest of it.”

“Sure, don’t worry about that, you’ll be the first to know.” Bill is relieved, confident now that he will be satisfied.

Steve is also relieved, and guides the man muscle back into his waiting mouth. He works up some extra saliva and makes the fuck tool good and wet.

 

Bill is loving all of this. “Yeah buddy, I know you want it. Show me how much you like it.”

 

Steve puts his hands around the back of Bills legs for better stability. He tries to praise the marvelous attributes of Uncle Charlie, but instead of words he can only make grunting sounds, grunting sounds of pleasure. Bill’s hands are on the top of his head now, and his hips are rocking to the same beat as Steve’s face. He always liked titty fucks, but face fucks were much better, and this was one of best he had had in a long time. He looked down at the saliva dripping from his new friend’s mouth, and realized Steve was really enjoying this too. He had to cum in that beautiful, loving mouth, to let it know how talented it was. He knew from experience that even if Steve seemed to not want the cum, he would enjoy it once it was given to him.

He held off as long as he could, taking and giving as much pleasure as he could.

He spurted his first load into the hungry mouth right on the down beat, and warned “You’d better swallow it, we don’t want a mess”

By the time he finished his statement, Steve had already instinctively swallowed the warm load. Immediately he realized if he swallowed it too fast, he would never get a taste. The second shot wasn’t as large, but it was warm and had a wonderful silky texture that Steve savored. He used his lips and mouth to milk the cum. Bill removed one hand from his new friend’s face and squeezed the jizzum from his prick into Steve’s hungry mouth. Steve was collecting quite a load, and enjoying every glob. He swallowed just a little, to make room for more. From the bottom of his lip a globule began to form, seeping out of his mouth. Bill seemed to know it might be there, as he used the index finger of his cock-stroking hand to brush under Steve’s lip. He caught the manly nectar, and brought it to the top of his shaft. Steve opened his mouth even wider, and took in Bill’s finger, and licked it with the cock. He licked both of them clean. He kept on licking even when there couldn’t possibly be any more manly icing.

 

Finally Bill had to pull it away, and tell the weenie washer he did real good, and he was all done with this one.

“Let me put it away”, Steve said eagerly. Slowly, and lovingly he put the puppy back in where it belonged. He liked the feel of it inside Bills briefs. He was rubbing his hand over it through the cotton briefs, and the sensation gave him as good a boner as he had had in many years. Reluctantly he pulled the zipper up, and gave one more soft rub over the package.

 

“You can use my little office here for your other friend”, Bill said with a wink as he left the room.

Steve had almost forgotten about the stranger that first flashed his weenie. He looked into the shop area and saw his friend eagerly walking towards him. Steve held the blue curtain back to let stranger in. As he walked by, Steve couldn’t help reaching his hand out and brush against the bulging crotch, to see if it was chubby or hard. It was only chubby, but he would take care of that.

 

“I hope you have time to finish me”, stranger said as he unzipped. Before he could pull it out, Steve’s hand slipped inside the trousers and rubbed the waiting organ through the cotton briefs.

“I have plenty of time. I’m glad you waited for me.”

He was hoping to taste more than warm cock this time. He was anxious to use his mouth to explore more that delicious cocks. His hand slid down to the balls and caressed them. There wasn’t much room for his hand to maneuver, so he realized if stranger dropped his pants, it would give him more room. With his free hand he began to undo the belt buckle. It was awkward, and stranger offered to help, but Steve declined.

“I like to unwrap my own presents”, he said with a smile. He pulled his other hand out and used both to undo the buckle and snap. The trousers dropped to the ankles. Now, like a fine gift, wrapped only in tissue paper, stranger’s manhood was wrapped only in the cotton briefs. Steve used both hands to caress the swollen package. Slowly the chub was becoming a hard prick.

 

“You’re good with your hands, but I like your mouth better.”

“Why don’t you have a seat”, Steve suggested.

Stranger sat down in the chair and spread his legs. Steve knelt between them, and started his explorations.

He slid one hand under the leg band of the briefs, and felt the pubic hairs surrounding cock and balls. He found the texture very sensual. Not as sensual as warm flesh of course, but stimulating nonetheless.

The real prize was now fully erect. He held it in his hand, and rubbed it with the ball of his thumb. He brought his mouth on top of the briefs, and used his lips to massage the shaft through the thin cotton. He turned his head this way and that, to cover all of it in kisses. With his free hand he pulled down the elastic waistband and exposed stranger’s cock-head. This allowed Steve’s lips to make direct contact. He sucked the head into his mouth, and used his tongue to renew an old friendship. Almost simultaneously Steve and stranger both left out low moans of pleasure.

They both wanted more.

Steve kept his lip lock on the shaft, but freed his hands and began to pull down the waistband of the briefs. Stranger leaned back and took his weight off the briefs so his friend could slide them down. A good partnership required cooperation and both were doing their part.

With cock and balls all free of constraints, Steve began massaging the hairy balls with his left hand. His right had lightly gripped the warm shaft that had become wet with his saliva. This allowed him to pop it out of his mouth, and slowly slide his lips down the full length, anxiously arriving at the balls. He nuzzled his nose into the pubic hairs, rubbing his face against shaft and balls.

He was about to use his tongue to lick this fine scrotum, when he heard a deep voice say “Lick my balls, you sweet cock sucker”.

He stretched his tongue out as far as it would go, rubbing it over the entire surface of the fleshly walnuts. Wanting more, he sucked one nut into his mouth. He thoroughly washed it with his mouth and tongue, then let it pop out and worked on the other one. As his mouth was playing, his hand was playing as well. His fingers and thumb caressed the shaft. He rubbed the warm head against the palm of his hand. It all felt good, but better was still to come.

 

Stranger was becoming very excited, and used his own hand to slowly pump his tool. Steve was afraid that stranger was going to jerk off, so his mouth came up and licked the fingers holding the shaft.

“Let me have it, please”, he asked. Stranger released his hard muscle and put his hands on top of Steve’s head.

“It’s all yours. Don’t disappoint me.”

He pursed his lips and kissed the swollen head that was moist from it’s own juices. He opened his mouth wider and took the meat muscle into his mouth, and slowly started pumping it. He knew the hard cock should be all of the approval he needed, but he wanted verbal approval too, so, without removing it from his mouth he mumbled “Do you like this?”.  It is so mumbled stranger can’t understand, so he asks “What?”.

Steve lets the pecker slip out of his mouth and looks up to his friend’s eyes and says “Do you like what I’m doing? Am I a good cock sucker?”.

Stranger smiles broadly and says “You are one fine cock sucker. A hell of a lot better than my wife.”, then adds  “What do you want me to do when I’m ready to cum?”

Steve thinks about it a moment, smiles, then says “Surprise me.”

Stranger puts his hands on Steve’s cheeks and whispers, “You’re my kind of guy.”

 

Steve can see they are both on the same wavelength, so he takes the dick back into his waiting mouth. He likes the feel of stranger’s hands on his cheeks.  He lets the cock-head poke against the inside of his cheek, and stranger rubs the outside of the cheek, giving his cock-head  the double sensual pleasure of warm, wet cheek and the added sensation of his own finger rubbing it through the cheek. Instead of a regular pumping rhythm Steve is more creative, and uses lips and tongue to wash every bit of prick. For variety he lets his mouth suck on stranger’s fingers from time to time.

 

They are interrupted by a voice from the other side of the curtain.  “I have to close up soon. Are you two love birds about done?”

Steve and stranger look at each other and smile. They were having such a good time giving pleasure to each other they forgot about the time.

Without a word Steve’s mouth starts the regular pumping action on the cock that will bring the spurt of jizzum they both want.

With Steve’s mouth quite busy, it is up to stranger to let the proprietor know they are about done, but he is too occupied to answer. Bill peeks through the curtain and can see that both new friends are intent on ejaculation. He wishes he had a better view, as he can only see the smile on Lance’s face as the back of Steve’s head bobs up and down. He wishes now he had put a peep hole in the side wall of the closet. He rubs his cock as he thinks about watching this fine blow job from a better angle. He would have to put that peep hole in, for the next time.

The excitement of these two men is more contagious than Bill realizes. Without realizing it, he has unzipped his pants, pulled out his pecker, and is stroking it. He slides through the curtain, unnoticed by Lance who has his eyes closed, and Steve who is totally absorbed in his new passion.

He is standing next to them, wishing he was a participant. He sees Steve’s hand on the arm of the chair and gets an idea. He positions himself so he can so he can let his dangling, chubby, maleness, bump against the back of Steve’s hand. The response is immediately, as Steve begins to fondle Bill’s lonely pecker. And the response of Bill’s fleshly member is just as immediate, as it quickly stiffens. At first Steve’s hand circles the base, the root, of Bill’s love stump, and lightly squeezes it. As Steve realize how hard and ready it is, he gets an idea. He will do a blow job and a hand job at the same time. He might be a beginner, but he is anxious to improve his skills.

 

His head is still pumping on stranger’s shaft, and his hand starts the same rhythm and tempo on Bills shaft.

Lance senses the extra movement and opens his eyes. Right in front of his face he sees a fine hard cock, being pumped by his cock sucking friend. Talk about manna from heaven, Lance can’t believe his wonderful luck. His first thought is to get that gorgeous cock into his mouth. This thought alone causes him to shoot his load into the hungry mouth that has been servicing him. Steve felt like he had been waiting for this moment forever, and yet it took him by surprise. Without realizing it, his jack-off hand had stopped jacking. At the same time he felt another hand replace his, on the other cock.

Lance realized if he was going to taste his share of jizzum, he would have to take matters into his own hands, so he did.

He pulled the cock to his waiting mouth, pumping away on it at the same tempo it was used to. Bill has repositioned himself so he was right beside Lance. As Lance let go of it with his hand, his mouth had a firm grip. Bill started pumping his crotch into Lance’s face. Or to be more specific, he began pumping his cock into Lance’s mouth. Within six pumps he shot his load.

 

As Steve licked and sucked Lance’s cock clean, Lance worked on cleaning Bill’s cock.

Steve happened to look up and only then became aware of what had just happened. It was as if he was awaking from a dream. He wanted a taste of that second cock too. He could see it was still juicy from it’s own cum, and he wanted to be cleanup man.

“Can’t I have some too?” he pleads.

Lance doesn’t mind sharing, so both of them share this special treat. Tongues and lips work together covering the shaft, but mostly they are just moving the juices around, and not really getting rid of it.

Bill looks down and realizes this is much better than a view from a peep hole. Seeing two hungry mouths savoring his spent maleness is a wonderful sight to behold. It made him feel young again.

“Be sure to take turns.” he tells them.

And they do.

Lance puts it all in his mouth, then pulls his head away, allowing it to pop free. With his hand he points it towards his new friend, “Your turn”, he offers

Then Steve takes the slurpie in his mouth, for one, slow, slurp.

 

Back and forth they pass the joint, slowly removing the fruits of ejaculation.

Bill doesn’t mind that they don’t seem to be in a hurry.

Steve notices that some cum has dripped onto a love nut, and decides to clean it up too. He licks it, and sucks the cum out of the pubic hair.

Eventually they finish their sexual snack, and Bill tucks he well spent prick away.

Steve gets up off his knees and nervously says “I guess I’d better be going.”

Lance says, “Just a minute, I think it’s time for dessert.”

He reaches out and rubs Steve’s bulging crotch.

“You’re going to let me suck on you, aren’t you?” He asks.

“Don’t’ forget whose shop this is. I want some too.” Bill says. He suggests they go back to his living quarters, where they will be more comfortable.

"Thanks guys, I appreciate the offer.

I’ve got a wife at home who won’t suck me off because she says dicks taste nasty, and the cum makes her gag.

I suspected she didn’t know what she was talking about, and now that I know first hand, I’m saving this load for her.

I’ll be back this way in two weeks. I hope we can get together then."