Down at the Beach

The next morning I woke up with heavy, aching balls. The upgraded cage Sir Jace locked my dick in a few months ago was no joke. I seriously had no way out and no way to jerk off. With my sexual anxiety riding high, I took to the internet with my phone and began a search for cock. I thought it was early enough to catch some morning wood needing release. I hit several apps, and within minutes I struck gold, and he was only a few blocks away.

His name was Juan and he was 53, bald head and salt & pepper beard, 5’11”, 190, 34” waist, somewhat hairy body, all top, and get this, an impressive 10.5” uncut cock. I couldn’t have designed a more perfect man to have morning sex with. We hit it off instantly, and within minutes I was invited over to his place.

I showered, shaved, and ensured I was well cleaned out for some deep dicking. I threw on obscenely short shorts, no shirt, and told my friends I was going out for a run. There was no mistaking the cage in these incredibly tight shorts, only shielded by a jockstrap underneath. My friends looked at me with skepticism and one even said, “enjoy your run”, with a wink and a smile. I guess I wasn’t fooling anyone but still I didn’t want to be too open about my plans.

So I walked the few blocks swiftly, and within minutes I was at Juan’s front door. Juan told me he’d left the door unlocked and I should come inside and meet him in the first bedroom down the hall on the right. He said he’d be in bed naked and I should see him there. So I did as instructed, and sure enough, there he was in bed on top of the covers stark naked with that throbbing uncut 10.5” inches in his hands. It was wet with precum and his foreskin was already pulled back revealing his large purple mushroom head.

It looked much more intimidating in person than the pictures. My mouth started salivating. I kicked off my running shoes and shorts and sprinted to the bed. Without any small talk or greeting Juan said with a slight Spanish accent. “you’re like a moth to a flame, a natural born cocksucker drawn to a cock. Go on then, suck it”. And he released his hand from his cock and I replaced it with mine. I bent forward and began to run my tongue over his exposed cock head. I began to jerk his cock and suck at the same time. He brushed my hand away, “only your mouth”, he reprimanded me.

I placed my hands behind my back to ensure I’d keep from using them. As I got more into the submissive headspace I needed to find within me, my jaw relaxed as did my gag reflex, and I opened wider and pushed my head down over his shaft and felt my throat stretch around his dick. I was almost all the way down and stopped. Juan grabbed the top of my head with one hand and my throat with the other and slowly pushed my head down. He felt my neck expand with his cock down my throat and said, “holy fuck! Damn, that’s so good. Fuck that’s good”. I held down as long as I could and pushed off him leaving strands of saliva dripping down my chin.

His cock was completely covered in my saliva, glistening in the morning sun coming through the curtains in the bedroom.  I took another plunge down his shaft and concentrated on my breathing. I began to think I was denied the opportunity to run my tongue through his foreskin, but we were well beyond that now.

While down on his cock, Juan reached over and grabbed the pouch of my jockstrap. He asked, “you’re locked up”? I nodded, yes, since I had a mouthful. He released my head and asked,”who has the key”? I replied, my Keyholder, Sir Jace. “Mmmm, I see” Juan replied.

He stuck his finger in his mouth and began circling around my asshole while continuing to question me. “How long have you been locked up”? I told him this time it’s been about 3 months. And with each question, there was more finger play, until he had 3 fingers deeply inserted in my ass.

By this time his cock, although still very hard, was completely dry. Juan wasn’t shy, he looked me in the eyes and commanded “get it nice and wet so you can sit on it”. I began to lick at his cock with my tongue, and took advantage to play with his foreskin with my tongue and teeth which made him wild. Aggressively, he placed both hands behind my head and pushed down, ensuring his cock would be completely wet and coated with plenty of throat slime.

When I came up for air, I was red in the face, tears in my eyes and gasping for breath. “Sit on my cock now”, Juan said impatiently. I spit in my hand and rubbed the spit in my hole, I squatted over Juan, grabbed onto his pecs, and lowered myself until my sphincter popped open to accept his thick uncut wood. I had to pause momentarily as my hole began to spasm, and I didn’t have any poppers for the assist. Once over that initial pain, it was much easier to get all of his 10.5 inches inside me.

I gasped, “oh man, it’s huge”, and smiled down to Juan as I slowly moved my tight ass up and down his pole, squeezing down to increase the grip and changing the tempo to a faster pace. Juan’s eyes were closed tightly, he was panting as I rode him. I rubbed my hands through his masculine chest hair as I pleasured myself with his cock, making sure he was hitting my p-spot.

I began to feel my balls churning and cock aching terribly as it had no room to grow. Suddenly, Juan pulled my face down to his and we kissed, his beard scruff scratching my smooth face, while he bucked his hips causing his turgid meat to spear me. I was now the one panting into his mouth. The way he fucked me felt ooohhh so good.

He pushed me off him and told me to fuck myself with his dick, to ride it, to enjoy it, as he reached up and pulled on my nipples between his fingers. I closed my eyes and began to lose myself in the moment throwing all caution to the wind. I began to ride him wildly, moaning uncontrollably, bucking my hips up and down. I knew if I kept at it long enough I’d cum, which is what I was hoping for to cure my blue balls. Up and down I rode that cock with only one goal in mind, to get myself off! This was not like me as I usually tend to my top’s needs, but Juan seemed to enjoy watching and feeling me use his cock for my pleasure, and even encouraging it.

I squeezed my ass again and bore down on him as he tweaked my nipples pinching them harder. I felt the orgasm coming on and pushed his cock inside me so it rubbed  against my prostate. I was uncontrollable at this point, wailing, “ooohhh fuck, ohhhh fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”, and I grabbed onto his chest hair and probably ripped some out as the pouch of my jockstrap became so wet with all my blasts of cum. 7 or 8 huge, strong spurts of cum fled out of my balls into the pouch. My asshole pulsating and squeezing around Juan’s incredibly thick and very hard dick. 

“My turn now cocksucker!” Juan pulled me down once again pushing my face into his pit and within just a couple of minutes of heavy deep pounding, he roared in my ears so loud he probably woke the dead as he buried his seed inside me. His cock kept vibrating inside me, shooting a copious load deep inside my bowels.

When he finished cumming he held me against him, my chest in his sweaty wet hairy chest. His heartbeat was incredibly fast, and as he came down from the high, I felt his heartbeat slowing. His softening cock fell out of my slick hole. I broke the embrace to move my mouth down and over his deflating shaft. Remnants of cum were licked right off his cock and i licked off his pubes as some of his load had balled up there.

Juan reached down to pull off my cum soaked jockstrap. He pulled me up and off his dick and placed my own jockstrap over ny face so the pouch was in my mouth. I inhaled my own musk and began to suck and lick the fabric to get my own load. Fuck, that was a nice touch and I relished every moment of it.

Juan said,”thanks, that was hot. Have a good one” as he rolled over and looked like he was going back to sleep. As for me, I removed the wet jockstrap from my face and balled it up in my fist. I put my shorts back on, and began to run in the street. I needed to look hot and sweaty when I got back to the house.

Once I’d done that, I opened the front door of the house where 2 of the guys were sitting. “How was your run?”  One asked. I replied that it was awesome. The other friend said, “it looks like it was, you’ve got a huge cum stain on the back of your shorts and cum dripping down the back of your thighs”. They both laughed and feeling humiliated (and turned on by that humiliation”, I said, “well, at least one of us got laid”, and went to shower.

As i showered, I noticed my balls felt better and my cock no longer ached. All I really needed was the right cock in the right circumstance to get me off. The pressure was off, and I would not have to beg or hint to Sir Jace anymore about my release.