I was sitting in the driver's seat of my SUV parked in the lot of an adult book store. I didn't consciously choose to drive here. I couldn't help it. It had been a long fucked up week. Everything that could go wrong had and I knew I would be working this weekend to catch up and get things right. It was the C & C bookstore and to be honest I never looked to see what it stood for. I just always thought of it as the Cock and Cum.
Maybe subconsciously this morning I had a premonition of how the last day would go this week. Or maybe it was obvious based on the last four days. After showering I had put on my cock cage and placed the key in my nightstand drawer before leaving. It had been two and a half weeks since my last release so I was barely able to get the cage latched before getting a raging boner. It hurt but I ignored it like it should be. My mind was distracted all day thinking about finding a hung stranger to spend a few hours or even the night and next morning with. The irony in life was apparent today. I caught several women in the office checking out my crotch. It's funny that the cage makes my cock appear more prominent than it normally is, and that it gets more interest when it's locked away from use. I found it ironic too that I was getting attention from the women when I really only wanted men. During the day I had started several online ads but published none of them. I searched through profiles in apps but nothing struck me.
I had left work at 9PM and was driving on my mental autopilot. Usually I ended up at home, tonight it was the C & C bookstore. To be honest I had never looked to see what it stood for if anything. I just always thought of it as the Cock and Cum. It was a busy time too based on the lot being nearly full. The last empty spot was right next to me. As I sat there contemplating my move another car pulled in to take it.
Fuck it, I grabbed a bunch of condoms from a stash I keep in the console. Way too many, I know but I have been trying to be responsible and any extras could be left there to help someone else. As I stood I stuffed them in my pocket hoping to have a couple used on me. Well at least one. I needed to be fucked. Fucked hard. I got out of my car just as the other car's door opened. A good looking man stood up and we made eye contact across the roof of his car. I smiled and said hi. He said hi, asked how I was doing and we walked in together sharing typical light small talk. I paid my way and headed in walking through the booths before heading to the to the gay theater. There were many guys there but no one that really attracted me. Some were ok, some just sleazy but no one that I wanted to grab and pull into a private booth.
Being a bottom there's always a lot of competition. Seems like for every top there's twenty bottoms. Yeah, some say they are versatile but we know they aren't. In the straight theater there was only one guy and he had his cock buried in a CD. I moved to the gay theater which had several men. Again no one got my adrenaline started. I resigned myself to just watch whatever film was playing and enjoy any live show as much as I could. My cock strained against the cage while I pondered why I was dismissing everyone before any approached me.
Shortly after I sat though my guy from the parking lot walked in and sat next to me. I turned to him just in time to find his lips right in front of me. Immediately his lips were on mine and we kissed. I pulled back from the surprise but tried to move back to kiss again. I missed my timing and he had sat back.
He smiled at me and out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock was out. He leaned back and I immediately bent down to take him in my mouth. His cock felt and tasted wonderful in my mouth. He leaned back further as I swirled my tongue around his cock. Precum was already on my tongue motivating me to go further. He started moaning and grunting in time with my movements. As I was getting into it I needed to reposition myself for better access. My cock was straining harder trying to break out of the cage I forced it in. I kept my mouth on his cock while moving so one knee was kneeling on my seat and I was bent over, my face remaining buried in his crotch.
I focused on his cock again, concentrating on how good it felt sliding across my tongue, poking into my throat. He reached out to my belt to unfasten it. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. It felt so good I was happy when he started pulling my pants down. I felt a thrill knowing he would see my cage. I accommodated by lifting my knee I was kneeling on for a minute. He pulled my shoe and pants off that leg so they were resting on the floor around my other leg. I felt him tapping and swinging my cock and cage while I continued to suck him. I took my shirt off and dropped it to the floor. I needed to be naked and didn't really want clothes on at all. I broke away for another minute to take my shoe and pants off my other leg. I had skipped socks this morning in the name of fashion so I was one hundred percent nude and one hundred percent vulnerable. It had my mind racing so that I could barely concentrate on his cock.
Deep down I was hoping to leave with him and fuck at his place or mine, or his car or anywhere really. I think I would have accepted him fucking me while I'm pushed halfway into a dumpster or over a trash can.
I felt his hand on my thigh as I focused on sucking his cock. His hand moved between my legs to rub my ass moving quickly to tease my hole. I moaned when his cock was deep in my mouth hoping he would know I liked it. I felt a lubricated finger slip in. Fuck, it felt so good but truly made me want more. I pushed back against it squeezing as tight as I could. I was rewarded with a second finger. He pumped them for a minute before I felt empty. He had pulled them out.
