The Gift of the Hung Bunch

“Hey, I’m picking up a pair of earrings I ordered and paid for the other day” I said to a cool looking skinny medium-height 24-year-old guy in a small jewelry booth at an outdoor holiday market. I’d been there a week earlier and was helped by a young blonde woman. The earrings were a Christmas gift for my mother which was a week away away.

“Ah, yes” he said opening a drawer and handing me a small box. “These are among my wife’s best work; you have great taste.”

“Oh, that was your wife?”

“Yes, normally I’m here selling, and Vera is at home making pieces. I couldn’t work that night, I had a show, I’m in a local band.” He sure looked like he was in a band, wearing black jeans, a black T-shirt and his blond hair asymmetrically cut.

“Hey, I’m Pete.”

“I’m Oscar.”

By now, I have pretty good gaydar. Though Oscar didn’t have gay voice and seemed straight, he sure had been checking me out. His blue eyes had been darting around all over me. He had a wife so he must be Bi and into dick.  

“You have good taste, too Oscar” I said tugging at my hard my hard eight inch cut dick that was snaking down my leg in my tight scruffy jeans.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Hey, want to take a break?” I said. “Um, sure.” I reached my arm up, undid the rope and the curtain of the outdoor holiday market jewelry booth hit the ground. I bent my head slightly and kissed Oscar on the lips. He returned my kiss. Our stubble brushed against each other’s. It got hot and heavye. While making out, we groped each other. I kneaded his skinny ass, and he stroked my big stiff dick in my jeans, he undid my belt, unzipped me and slid my jeans down. Not wearing underwear meant my hard cock sprang up and my balls dangled down. Oscar sunk to his knees.

Holy Fucking Shit! This sexy young married guy was sucking my cock like a pro! Oscar knew his way around a dick! He licked all over my head a shaft and did my balls. I was so fucking turned on watching that busy mouth in motion as he deepthroated me, his weird haircut flying around. His bulging blue eyes looked like they could pop out of his head as he stared into my eyes like a good submissive cocksucker.

The booth next door sold some kind of garlic grater plates. As Oscar was sucking my cock it was hard no to laugh hearing some bitch’s sales pitch over and over and people chattering and buying those plates. “It also works well with ginger and for hard cheeses too!”

“Dude, you want it up the ass?”

“Uh, yeah sure” said Oscar taking my moistened dick out of his mouth. “I haven’t done anal in a while.”

“Cool” I said reaching into the pocket of my leather jacket. “I’ll fuck you right,” I took out a small bottle of lube and squirted my cock. Always be prepared!

He stood, undid his black jeans and pulled down his underwear, his nice-sized dick was hard. He turned around, bent slightly over the counter and held the sides of it, I lubed up his ass. Just like Frank, I penetrated Oscar with one quick brutal jab of my cock. He was whining as I slammed in and out of his chute, the booth was like shaking! Oh, he was so fucking tight and clenched my cock, Oscar was no stranger to getting fucked! I guessed Oscar likes variety, most of the time he fucks his wife and sometimes he bends over. It was funny to see from the side slits of the curtain people walking around outside eating cookies and drinking hot chocolate while I was fucking Oscar.

Oscar sobbed as he came from jerking himself off, his cum made a puddle on the floor. I burst off inside and seeded him with my load. There was a whoosh pop sound as I pulled my cock out of his battered slicked up ass. He got towels and we cleaned ourselves up and put our clothes back on. We were glowing from a great fuck session, and each took a few hits off our JUULS.

“Hey, Pete” Oscar said handing me a post card for his band’s gig on New Year’s Eve. “Let me know if you want to go, I’ll put your name on the list.”

“Sure, I’d like that.”

“After the show we can hang out.”

“Is that okay with Vera?”

“Yeah, we’re open, and she knows I’m Bi.”

“Nice, see you again soon Oscar.”

I made my way through the crowded maze of booths selling candles, cookies and all sorts of shit. Of course, I informed Frank, Vinnie and Eric about the hot Bi bottom available at the outdoor holiday market. Between selling jewelry and servicing the gang, Oscar was pretty busy right up until Christmas Eve.