Arnold Palmer’s Dusty Teabags (Homosexual HJ, BJ)
In the Gayborhood, there are a plethora of sexy themed man camps; in the heat of the midday Tuesday sun, we happened by one camp offering ice cold Arnold Palmer’s (Lemon-aid and Iced Tea) the sign said:
Arnold Palmer’s Dusty Teabags,
Cool refreshment every day,
10 at a time, Please Wait Your turn.
Clean a Bag, get yours Cleaned.
The four of us; Amber, Malcolm, Duncan and myself, saddled up to the bar area, greeted by a cute bear of a man wearing only a rainbow Tu-Tu, with thick gauge rainbow piercings through his hairy pink nipples.
He welcomed us to his place, asked for our ID, and our cups before serving us the ice cold Vodka or Gin infused Arnold Palmer’s, then directed up to go thru the portal to enter the waiting area.
Passing thru the dusty curtain, into a shaded area there were a couple rows of benches in front of ten glory holes; wet wipes, lotions and naturally fragrance oils next to each hole.
At the moment of our entry, six men were lovingly cleaning and pampering the cocks presented thru the holes; four men moved past the back curtain, leaving four empty bench spots.
We all took seats at the empty holes, after a few sips of tea, we all were presented with our own cock to clean, the one I received was a beautiful thick ebony penis, low hanging testicles, all dusted with playa.
I gently wet-wiped the folds and wrinkles clean from playa dust, feeling his pulse in the large veins along his enormous shaft. His penis grew as I continued my dutiful caress. After cleaning off all the playa dust, I used a juniper scented shea butter cream, rubbing it into his dark skin, taking time on each testicle, along his stiffening shaft.
His enormous penis was mesmerizing; easily 2 inches thick, 8” long, rippled with veins, a beautiful pinkish helmet, a large pee hole. I was lost in focus on him, the turgidity I felt in my hands, was like holding a steel pipe.
Without really thinking about it, I pressed my lips on his dark pink tip, opening my mouth as wide as I could to get around his girth , filling my mouth completely. I heard him moan in pleasure as my tongue slid along his hole.
I wrapped my hands around his thick shaft, my fingertips unable to touch around his girth. Both hands fit on his lengthy shaft, my mouth was full, I pumped my hands up and down his member, feeling his fat veins ripple under my touch, tugging and squeezing his lemon sized balls, rewarded by tasting his precum flowing onto my tongue. My own erection standing stiff out of my kilt, dripping with pre-cum as well.
Savoring the slickness on my tongue, I sat up and looked down the row, marveling at the beautiful penises, watching Amber getting a face full of cum, I returned back to his cock, using more lotion, I slid my hands all over his shaft, sucking one ball into my mouth at a time, feeling him move forward to aid my ball sucking. I covered my fingers with lotion, sliding under his balls and taint, circling his anus, slowly slipping one finger up his ass, then two. Massaging his prostate, as my mouth engulfed his head, I felt his body stiffen, a pulse running up his shaft, then a blast of his thick cum against the back of my throat. I coughed as I gagged on the volume of his semen flowing out of his member, furiously pumping his shaft in unison with his pulsing spurts of cum, rubbing his prostate for as long as he could take. In a flash he pulled his enormous cock away from the hole, saying,
“Thank You, that was Amazing!”
I took a moment to lick the cum off my lips, used a wet wipe to clean up my hands, then moved on thru the next curtain; entering a narrow dark space, the only light coming in from the holes into the previous space. I took the open spot, smiled at the guys next to me, dropped my kilt, protruded my stiff member thru the hole, closed my eyes and waited to be touched.
I felt finger tips sliding up and down my shaft, then a tip of a tongue on my tip, moving fast like a snakes tongue flipping. I clenched my kegels, pumping out another bubble of pre-cum, with that tasty flow, he engulfed my tip, then tugged my balls firmly. I pushed into the hole to give him all my cock. He used both hands to stroke my shaft, sucking on my tip, fluttering his tongue, and bringing me to a flowing climax that he suckled every drop.
I pulled up my Kilt, and squeezed Malcolm and Duncan’s asses as I passed them, going thru another dusty curtain into an open topped lounge area enclosed by double stacked containers, finding Amber sipping tea talking to the guy I think I had just serviced.
Arnold Palmer’s Dusty Teabags,
Cool refreshment every day,
10 at a time, Please Wait Your turn.
Clean a Bag, get yours Cleaned.
The four of us; Amber, Malcolm, Duncan and myself, saddled up to the bar area, greeted by a cute bear of a man wearing only a rainbow Tu-Tu, with thick gauge rainbow piercings through his hairy pink nipples.
He welcomed us to his place, asked for our ID, and our cups before serving us the ice cold Vodka or Gin infused Arnold Palmer’s, then directed up to go thru the portal to enter the waiting area.
Passing thru the dusty curtain, into a shaded area there were a couple rows of benches in front of ten glory holes; wet wipes, lotions and naturally fragrance oils next to each hole.
At the moment of our entry, six men were lovingly cleaning and pampering the cocks presented thru the holes; four men moved past the back curtain, leaving four empty bench spots.
We all took seats at the empty holes, after a few sips of tea, we all were presented with our own cock to clean, the one I received was a beautiful thick ebony penis, low hanging testicles, all dusted with playa.
I gently wet-wiped the folds and wrinkles clean from playa dust, feeling his pulse in the large veins along his enormous shaft. His penis grew as I continued my dutiful caress. After cleaning off all the playa dust, I used a juniper scented shea butter cream, rubbing it into his dark skin, taking time on each testicle, along his stiffening shaft.
His enormous penis was mesmerizing; easily 2 inches thick, 8” long, rippled with veins, a beautiful pinkish helmet, a large pee hole. I was lost in focus on him, the turgidity I felt in my hands, was like holding a steel pipe.
Without really thinking about it, I pressed my lips on his dark pink tip, opening my mouth as wide as I could to get around his girth , filling my mouth completely. I heard him moan in pleasure as my tongue slid along his hole.
I wrapped my hands around his thick shaft, my fingertips unable to touch around his girth. Both hands fit on his lengthy shaft, my mouth was full, I pumped my hands up and down his member, feeling his fat veins ripple under my touch, tugging and squeezing his lemon sized balls, rewarded by tasting his precum flowing onto my tongue. My own erection standing stiff out of my kilt, dripping with pre-cum as well.
Savoring the slickness on my tongue, I sat up and looked down the row, marveling at the beautiful penises, watching Amber getting a face full of cum, I returned back to his cock, using more lotion, I slid my hands all over his shaft, sucking one ball into my mouth at a time, feeling him move forward to aid my ball sucking. I covered my fingers with lotion, sliding under his balls and taint, circling his anus, slowly slipping one finger up his ass, then two. Massaging his prostate, as my mouth engulfed his head, I felt his body stiffen, a pulse running up his shaft, then a blast of his thick cum against the back of my throat. I coughed as I gagged on the volume of his semen flowing out of his member, furiously pumping his shaft in unison with his pulsing spurts of cum, rubbing his prostate for as long as he could take. In a flash he pulled his enormous cock away from the hole, saying,
“Thank You, that was Amazing!”
I took a moment to lick the cum off my lips, used a wet wipe to clean up my hands, then moved on thru the next curtain; entering a narrow dark space, the only light coming in from the holes into the previous space. I took the open spot, smiled at the guys next to me, dropped my kilt, protruded my stiff member thru the hole, closed my eyes and waited to be touched.
I felt finger tips sliding up and down my shaft, then a tip of a tongue on my tip, moving fast like a snakes tongue flipping. I clenched my kegels, pumping out another bubble of pre-cum, with that tasty flow, he engulfed my tip, then tugged my balls firmly. I pushed into the hole to give him all my cock. He used both hands to stroke my shaft, sucking on my tip, fluttering his tongue, and bringing me to a flowing climax that he suckled every drop.
I pulled up my Kilt, and squeezed Malcolm and Duncan’s asses as I passed them, going thru another dusty curtain into an open topped lounge area enclosed by double stacked containers, finding Amber sipping tea talking to the guy I think I had just serviced.
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