There 's an grownup television computer memory in Scottsdale I like, has a nice arcade and there 's always several cocksuckers hanging out. idea I 'd satiate my eyeball with some hot porno to use as inspiration for my long lonesome highway ride west. Jerking my meat while cruising is fun ... not very smart but fun. I 've been jerking my cock while superhighway driving for years, even have a special yoke of jeans with the genitals cut low so my balls hang out unencumbered and unpinched ... but wanking and driving at the same time way I do n't do either very well. I rounded the auction block and parked next door. The lot was full of cars at 1:30 on a Sabbatum afternoon, a goodness sign there was a lot of cocksucking going on ... and sure enough there was.

There must have been 15-20 guy milling around the petite hallways of the arcade, immature guys in big shorts, guys in tennis shoes and quack chapeau, clean-dressed older guys, working guy with stubbled faces ... a potpourri of Phoenix horndogs. I scanned the dvd 's on rotation eyeing the dick-suckers silently eyeing me, then checked-out the hall either side.

Black person painted hallways, close, red lights over picayune entrances into picayune black corner ... a partitioning hiding a electric chair and TV screen, cramped but private ... a crowd rope to maintain the rabble out. An older guy stood staring out as I passed, a yearning in his middle that I remember well even now. It occurred to me that someday soon that could be me, staring out longing for dick or someone who likes to take in on old guy hammer.

There was an empty cubicle at the end of one hall that suited me. I latched the rope, fed $ 5 into the machine and stood half-in half-out with my fly down and my jean flaps open ... my pecker was dangling out sullen and egotistical like a ripe piece of yield. On the screenland there were tattooed tits and big drool-covered turncock and moaning bitch getting eaten and fucked, back talk drawing off load-spurting cock, men bent into their humping like dogs pounding at other men 's buns, pounding cunt, asshole getting tongued and deep-eaten, slow stroking big-dicked trannies staring straight back expressionless, hard-fucked faces slimed with thick gluey drool and fluid black eyeliner, on and on ... factory porn mostly, fetishes delivered on cue. A blond bitch was throwing her mouth down some hombre pole driving the knob into her throat again and again ... face-fucking as it ought to be, full and eager throat service, so uncommon from a squawk. I stared empale pulling on my marrow lure.

'' God, I 'd sure care to nurse that cock.. '' I glanced up. In the hallway dim he looked a little like Philip Seymour Dustin Hoffman ... round-faced with wispy blonde pilus, sullen in strip down lycra physical exercise gasp, tennis shoes ... a poof, a video arcade creeper.

'' Let yourself in.. '' I said, spreading my balls, lifting my dick and bouncing it up and down. Mascara ignominious tears were streaming down the blond beef face now as she gasped and sputtered throwing her throat at the tool repeatedly. I stepped back between seat and screen as he rounded the boundary of the partition ... backlit he seemed to fulfil the entry, not tall but panoptic, just standing there hulk-like. I glanced at the screen and in a nictitation the pouf was planted in my seat, felicitous as a clam.

'' bazaar enough ... he 's a big guy and needs to sit.. '' He was already deflect over feeding my shaft into his rima oris ... lips so wet and spongy, like a young spit-lubed chubettes cunt. I stood awhile staring down watching his rabid suck-fest, gripping his head and hunch-fucking his mouth before taking over completely ... making his sass my dick fuckhole, ratcheting my pelvis pounding my meat into his mouth deeper and harder ... smooth synchronization with the blond gripe on the cover gag and whimper.

'' Get it in your throat ... c'mon, open it.. '' I twisted his head and held him on it looking for that sweet Angle, then suddenly pop ! .. my knob wedged in his throat sliding in nice and mean, no gagging or bouncing back off it, just suave tight putz penetration ... his nose was pressed into my loins as I hunch-fucked his pharynx giving it a good reaming before jerking his fountainhead back off it. He stared up at me like he 'd just breeched water ... mouth open, wet swollen lips, middle wild and round ...

'' Oh my god.. ''

'' Again.. '' I said and stuffed his oral fissure pulling his drool-wet lip back and Forth River ... burying his nose in my pubis holding it there twisting, feeling my node in his throat again, sliding in well-to-do this fourth dimension, an surface fuckhole now, grasping his brain and chin hunching my dick down his gullet till his center scrunched blotto. I hunched it deep a duad more clip then jerked him off it slapping it wet across his lips and nerve while he gasped in air rolling his head against the wall.

'' Oh my god.. ''
'' You like my dick in your sassing ? ``
'' Oh god.. '' he groaned looking up at me center wide and wild ... he threw his lip back down it speed sucking it like a vacuum cleaner. My dick was ripening, swelling as my cumload bulged like a spring light bulb trench in my groin. The gasps and moan of the beef on the screen were frantic.

'' Open your mouth ! .. undecided it ! ``

His face rolled back, his mouth yawned unfastened, lips glistening with twaddle, eyes staring up into mine ... I braced one knee on the wall and gripped his head almost climbing in his lap and fucked his mouth furiously, then pulled my cock out and pointing the knob at his drooling mouth hammered it strong and fast ... rhapsody of pant and guttural consonant moans from the covert behind, my oculus closed blocking-out the faggots face, replacing it with another ... some Pres Young big titted Robert Brown trollop was kneeling before me in her shoal clothes with her cumdump oral fissure agape love ... `` You want to squirt it on my clapper Mister ? Gosh, I 'd care that a lot.. '' licking her sass all around staring up in wanton invocation ... cum barreled up my putz like it was cutting a new maw, my first spurt catching the faggot lip curling onto his Chin, another disappearing into his open mouth, my clenched fist hammering my tool furiously milking the end of my semen, little small fry and drops of my delectable whitish pick on his outstretched tongue.

He stared up at me placidly the whole time, then swallowed slowly as though my jizz was some mulct aged wine ... wiped my first shot off his chin into his mouth and licked his finger scavenge without a word.

My leg were trembling. I crumpled backwards, my ass plopping against the screen ... slurps and moan and whine from the blonde beef behind me, Theodore Harold White light flickering between my legs. I reached down and pulled up my dungaree, zipped carefully over my tumesce meat and buckled my swath. My handwriting were shaking ... I had n't cum that tough in weeks.

'' I 'd really like it if you fucked my ass.. '' I heard him say.
'' You 've got to be kidding.. '' I laughed. He chuckled and started to say something. `` I 'm worn-out. And I 'm not interested in fucking your ass, just your sass. ''

He rose with a eelpout and I hustled him out, patting his butt as he passed. I stared at the screen awhile watching the blond bitch getting fucked hard from behind ... ass low and legs splayed wide, her human face turned over her shoulder mouth capable and gasping, besotted shot of her smooth hairless oh-so-pink bitch getting stuffed with dick, reamed hard and degenerate. I sauntered down the hallway past booths flickering white and cocksuckers waiting in the entrance hall and out into the cool off Phoenix Nox air to my car. The queer was gone, nowhere to be seen .