Arcade

About a month has passed since my trip to the adult arcade, where I gave my first blowjob, and received my first...mind blowing, body spasming...blowjob, and I haven't had the nerve to even consider going back. It was a terrifying enough experience leading up to my first visit, and when I finally got up the nerve to go, what happens? I run into Jon McSwiggin, the man who owns a coffee shop in my small hometown.

I've been to his coffee shop a million times, all of my friends back in high school used to hang out there because it was the "coolest" place our town had. It was a natural attraction for small town kids who wanted to put on airs of being cool and worldly to congregate. We'd sip our mocha frappe lattes and hang out or do homework and stuff like that. Jon wasn't much older than us, having bought the coffee shop with inheritance money or something of the like, I don't really know the details; but I think the fact that he could still relate to us and a need for somewhere to hang out, he never had a problem with so many kids gathering in the evenings, he always said he was glad we had a place to be and we weren't out making trouble; and the fact that he was pretty good looking did wonders for the dreamy eyes girls...and a few guys as well; well, me for one, I'm not sure about any others. He was older than us, not what you'd call a daddy figure, more like an older cousin I guess you could say, and I definitely had a crush on him back then.

There were several times after the arcade visit that I drove by the coffee shop and considered going in, just to gauge his reaction and see if maybe he actually did recognize me from the arcade, but I chickened out every time.

The fact still remains that someone who knows my parents had not only seen me in the arcade, but had known I sucked a dick through a gloryhole and then had sucked my dick in front of several other men. I still had his number saved in my phone as "Mr Peters" like he told me too, even though I doubt I will ever use it. I don't even know why I listened to him and saved it just because he told me to. I don't know whether he recognized me in the badly lit room, but I didn't see any chances of me using it to give him a ring. Could you imagine?

"Hey, Jon...I mean Mr Peters, you gave me a really awesome blowjob and I thought I'd pop by the coffee shop and get another!"

Yeah, as if.

So aside from a few jack off sessions imagining having done just that, I put "Mr Peters" and his phone number out of my mind.

It was another few weeks after contemplating going to the coffee shop before I got my nerve up for a return trip to the arcade. I'd spend many nights dreaming about it and waking up with a raging dick and I knew it wouldn't be long before I ventured back there.

I wasn't as nervous as I drove into the parking lot this time. I was more filled with a thrill of doing something dirty than a fear of being caught, but then I realized that the fear of getting caught was also playing into the thrill I was feeling. Whatever the reason was, I only knew I needed to have another dick in my mouth. Or two. And now images of guys lined up and me sucking every dick in the place started flowing through my hormonal mind and my dick was fully hard when I reached the front door.

I still rushed in, avoiding the lights over the door as quickly as I could. I still had all the tokens I had bought the last time, so after the same spiel from the attendant (a different one this time) I told him I would get tokens from the machine inside. I got a reminder about no loitering and went on through the curtain into the dark back room.

There weren't as many men leaning on the walls this time, just two that I could see, and it looked like one was squeezed into the dark corner where my blowjob took place. There also wasn't anyone fucking in the back aisle...I checked...so I just walked around the booths scoping out who all was there and went into a booth on one end where I noticed right away that there wasn't a hole in the wall of this one. That was okay with me, the guys in the hallway weren't appealing, so I fed the machine a few tokens and the screen came on.

There wasn't a big tittied lady getting fucked this time, instead there were two guys on the screen; one kneeling doggy style while the other was behind him with his face in his ass crack, then the scene zoomed in and I could see the guy was licking his asshole. The thrill of seeing this made my dick twinge. I didn't know a lot about gay sex; blowjobs and fucking, sure, but anything else was completely new to me. I'd never even watched gay porn on my laptop because I was terrified my parents would find it in the browser history. Watching the guy getting licked and seeing the look on his face, it was obvious it felt good. I wondered what it would be like to have someone lick my asshole like that, and images of Jon's face buried in my ass started filtering through my head.

I had my dick in my hand stroking it, but didn't want to waste the trip here by just jacking off, so I just sat for a few minutes watching the scene until the men started fucking. I decided I would check things out and see if anyone else had come in the arcade. When I opened the door I almost hit an older guy when it swung open, he must have been peeking through the door crack at me, and when I stepped out into the walkway he said, "Want some company?" For some reason, it embarrassed me that he was so forward and I dropped my eyes to the floor and shook my head as I stepped past him.

I walked around the back side of the booths and saw a couple of guys standing really close to each other. One had his back to me and I could see his arm moving a little. I guessed he was playing with the other guy's dick. The guy facing me looked up over his companion's shoulder at me. He looked about my age but it was hard to be sure in the dark. He lifted his head slightly in a nod then looked towards one of the open doors. I dropped my eyes but nodded my head and stepped into one of the open booths. I felt a little weird, like I was coming in between the two of them, but a few seconds later someone stepped into the other booth. I knelt down and looked through the hole and the guy that nodded at me was standing there, but it looked like the other guy also stood in the booth behind him. I peered up around the first guy to try to get a look at the other guy just as he stepped to the side and dropped tokens in the slot and the screen lit up, and there stood Jon, pressing himself against the guy's back, his hand reached around and was rubbing his dick through his pants.

The guy leaned back into Jon's body then tilted his head back onto his shoulder, turning his head away from him and exposing his neck. Jon leaned down and licked lightly up his neck and started kissing and nibbling his neck and ear. The guy moaned quietly and reached his hands behind him and started rubbing Jon's dick. Jon snaked his other hand under the hem of the guy's shirt and started rubbing up his torso, the shirt dragging itself up the higher his hand moved and the guy's flat belly was exposed to me, his jeans loose at the waist. Jon pulled his shirt up and over his head and he stood there shirtless,I could see his chest rapidly rising and falling with each breath.

I was so turned on, kneeling there watching them through the hole that I started rubbing my dick, then quickly stood and unfastened my pants and pulled my dick out before kneeling back down, jacking my dick as I watched them.

Jon kept his hand on the guy's chest, rubbing and pinching his nipple then gliding his hand to the other side and giving it the same attention. He raised his other hand up from the guy's crotch to the waistband of his jeans and plunged his hand down his pants, the motion pushing the front lower and I could just see the top of his pubes behind Jon's arm, all the while he kept kissing the guy's neck.

As I stared up at them through the hole, watching goosebumps erupt across his chest and neck, the guy lifted his head off Jon's shoulder and looked down at me through the hole. His eyes were glassy with lust as he watched me watching him be groped, and fondled, and caressed. Jon lowered his hand from his chest and pulled his other hand out of his waistline and started working on the button and zipper of his pants. He slipped the guy's pants down his hips...he wasn't wearing underwear...and his dick sprang forward, pointing right at my face. Jon's hand encircled it and he began to slowly stroke up and down the length of it, teasingly twisting his hand at the tip and twisting the foreskin around the head. The guy pushed his hips forward seductively, driving his dick into Jon's fist, and pushing it closer to my face. I wanted nothing more than to reach through the hole with my tongue and lap at the head of his dick, cleaning off the precum that was gathering in the slit. Jon drew his hand down below the shaft and cupped the guy's balls in his hand then gripped and pulled down on them. The guy threw his head back and moaned, biting at Jon's jaw as he did it.

I noticed then that Jon was watching me through the hole as well, a sexy smirk on his face as he manipulated the guy's body. I don't know why, but I was gripped by jealousy. Jon didn't treat me the way he was treating this guy, just a quick blow job and that was it for me. I knew it was completely irrational, but I couldn't help myself. I wanted to be touched the way this guy was being touched.

The guy moved his hands from behind himself, where he must have been working on Jon's pants, because as they stepped apart I could see Jon's dick was standing straight out and proud through his opened pants, bouncing with the pulse of his heartbeat. The guy turned and stepped forward, face to face with Jon and ran his hand along the shaft of Jon's dick as he leaned forward for a kiss. Their mouths worked against one another as they each stroked the other, slowly pumping. The guy grabbed Jon behind his head and kissed him brutally as he pushed him backwards into the wall. When they broke the kiss, the guy sank to his knees, looked around at me as his hand guided Jon's dick towards his open mouth. His tongue flicked out, licking the tip of Jon's dick and collecting the dripping precum on his tongue. Then he leaned in towards the big hole in the wall, bringing his face right up to mine. I reacted by drawing back a little, not sure what he was doing, but he beckoned me forward with a crooked finger and I leaned in and pushed my face into the hole.

His lips covered mine and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I immediately tasted Jon, the salty flavor washing over my tongue. I sighed into his mouth and he licked around my lips several times, me trying to recapture his tongue with my mouth.

"He tastes so good, doesn't he?" The guy asked me in a whisper as he leaned back from my mouth. All I could do was slowly nod my head as I stared into his eyes. He turned back towards Jon's dick and wrapped his lips around it, taking the first few inches into his mouth as he purred a seductive "mmmm" around the shaft. He turned his eyes back towards me, Jon's dick still in his mouth, and he bobbed his head up and down as he stared at me with glass eyes, half of Jon's dick disappearing into his mouth. I heard Jon sigh as he started pushing his dick deeper into the guy's mouth, nearly all of it disappearing between the guy's lips before pulling it back out.

I heard Jon whisper something, but I wasn't sure I heard him correctly so I looked at the guy and whispered, "What?"

"He says you should come and join us." The guy clarified for me.

My heart raced at the thought of being in the same booth with them, touching and kissing, and sucking their dicks. I sat there with those thoughts running through my head for so long that the guy leaned forward and whispered again, "Well, are you going to come in here, or should we come in there with you?"

I stood up and quickly tucked my dick into my pants. My hands were shaking so badly with anticipation that I couldn't get my zipper up so I just covered it with my hand and reached to unlatch the door. As I stepped out of the booth I heard the snick of their latch and the door cracked open a little, a hand holding the handle to keep it from opening all the way. I stepped from my door to theirs and pulled it open, they were both standing towards the back of the booth with their backs to the TV screen, and as I stepped in and pulled the door closed behind me Jon reached up and latched it closed as the guy reached out and grabbed my bulge and pulled me into him.

His mouth immediately found mine and he started kissing me, rolling his tongue around inside my mouth. I leaned into him and pressed my body against his just as Jon's hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and started pulling it up. I broke our kiss and leaned back and raised my arms so that my shirt could be worked up and over my head. Hands started touching and rubbing over my abdomen and chest, I was too on fire to know who's hands they were, and I didn't care, all I could think about pressing my body to his, feeling his bare skin against mine.

Jon hung my shirt on the handle of the latch and pressed his hand into the small of my back, drawing me forward into the guy's body. The heat from him burned against my skin and we started kissing again while Jon's hands roamed over both of our bodies. I felt like I was in overload, my body so stimulated I thought it would make me crazy as my head swam.

Jon pushed a hand between our bodies and used it to separate us as his other hand found the guy's shoulder and pushed him down to his knees. He knelt in front of me and looked up at Jon, like he was waiting on instructions. Jon reached out and wrapped his hand around the base of my dick and he used his other hand to turn the guy's head, putting his face directly in front of my dick.

"Open wide." Jon whispered, and the guy opened his mouth and stared at my dick as Jon pulled me forward, feeding my dick into the guy's mouth. Jon released my dick as the wet heat of the guy's mouth wrapped around my shaft and he started swallowing me as Jon pushed his head forward. Jon gripped a handful of hair and started guiding the guy's head back and forth, working his mouth on my dick, his tongue curling around the shaft and dragging its way up and down with each push and pull of Jon's hand.

I gasped and began panting as Jon pushed him all the way down on my dick and held him there, his tongue still working as my dick pushed down his throat.

I knew I wasn't going to last long, not with being as turned on as I was from watching the two of them, and now with being buried in his throat as Jon pushed his mouth up and down my dick. I was already feeling my orgasm building, the pressure on my balls increasing the more he bobbed on my shaft. I was quickly set off when Jon reached up and grabbed the back of my neck tightly and pulled me into him and he started kissing me. I moaned into Jon's mouth as my legs began to tremble and I pushed my hips forward and felt my dick start to erupt. Jon pumped the guy's head slowly up and down my dick as I shot my cum into his mouth. He kept sucking me until he had drawn all of the seed out of my dick and the head started getting overly sensitive. He stood up beside us and took Jon's place kissing me. His mouth was still full of my cum and his tongue pushed a glob of it into my mouth. It was so hot that my dick twinged as I swallowed my own cum.

"I want a taste of him too." Jon whispered and drew the guy's mouth to his and kissed him deeply.

"Mmm" Jon moaned, as he pulled that taste of my dick into his own mouth. I can't explain how it that made me feel, the three of us sharing the taste of my cum.

After a moment, the guy turned to me smiling and cupped my face in his hand, rubbing gently over my cheek. He pulled me forward and popped a kiss on my lips. "I didn't know you were so hot, Alan." He whispered, and I froze. This guy knew my name.

Before anxiety could take control of my mind, Jon asked, "Can you cum again?"

I looked at him for a second as what he asked registered in my brain. I nodded at him and he smiled at me.

"Good. Then come home with us."