Sex in Public 14

Sex in Public 14
公共场所性行为 14

This is a repost of the series formerly called Some Public Sex. I have cleaned it up a bit and changed some names and things so it can be posted again.
这是之前名为《Some Public Sex》的系列的重新发布。我稍微整理了一下，改了一些名字和内容，以便再次发布。

Well I wouldn't blame anybody for thinking I made up that 12" cock on the dancer. It's true that I didn't measure it, but I have had a lot of experience with 9 and 10 inch cocks, and I know this one was much bigger, and if it wasn't 12, it was big enough that it really doesn't matter. I know some of this stuff about me trying to stuff gi-normous stiff cocks into my mouth and down the hatch may not be all that interesting, but, tough shit. You know? It sure gets MY attention.
好吧，我不会责怪任何人认为我编造了那个舞者有 12 英寸的阴茎。确实，我没有量过，但我有很多与 9 英寸和 10 英寸阴茎的经验，我知道这个要大得多，即使不是 12 英寸，也足够大，真的无所谓。我知道我试图把巨大的硬阴茎塞进嘴里和喉咙里的一些事情可能并不那么有趣，但是，见鬼去吧。你知道吗？这确实吸引了我的注意。

So I was doing a little web surfing today and found some really good porn stories, so I was kinda warming up my cock and got to wiggling my ass a little, which diverted my attention to my asshole, and I thought, man, how come I don't get fucked? Well, I do get fucked, sometimes, but never really out cruising. But the first time I did get fucked was by a guy I met cruising, although we went back to his place and spent the night and stuff, so that became more private sex and I just am not allowed to tell about that, and guys probably don't really want to read all the hot details about my little asshole getting punched. But I guess when I'm cruising I just don't want to spend the time it takes me to get ready to cover cock that way, cuz it does take me quite a while to relax and concentrate enough to backdoor dicks. Still, I keep reading shit about how much it hurts and stuff, but it never really hurt for me, it just takes some more lovemaking type sex instead of the cruisy quicky style, for me at least. So I really don't care much for strangers to try to get fingers in my hole, cuz I'm just not able to do that without some time and preparation, and especially some lube. It's not that I won't reciprocate, cuz I would never demand that someone do something for me I'm not willing to give back, but in cruising, it's not really like that cuz you don't force guys to do anything, and you don't expect anything in return, at least under the rules I was taught. So I guess there will be a pop quiz at the end of the story.
所以我今天在网上冲浪时发现了一些很棒的色情故事，我就有点开始撸管，还稍微扭了扭屁股，这让我注意力转移到了我的屁眼上，我想，妈的，为什么我没有被操呢？嗯，我确实被操过，有时候，但从来不是在外面巡游的时候。不过我第一次被操是一个我在巡游时认识的家伙，虽然我们回到了他的地方，过了一夜什么的，所以那变成了更私密的性爱，我也不被允许讲述那些细节，家伙们可能也不太想读关于我的小屁眼被捅的那些火辣细节。但我想当我在巡游时，我只是不想花时间去准备以那种方式接纳阴茎，因为我确实需要相当长的时间来放松和集中注意力才能接受后门性爱。不过，我还是不断读到关于这有多痛之类的东西，但对我来说从来没真的痛过，只是需要更多的像做爱那样的性爱，而不是巡游时的快速风格，至少对我来说是这样。所以我真的不太喜欢陌生人试图把手指伸进我的洞里，因为我没有时间和准备就做不到，尤其是还需要一些润滑剂。 不是我不愿意回报，因为我绝不会要求别人为我做我不愿意回报的事情，但在巡游中，情况并不是那样的，因为你不会强迫别人做任何事，也不会期待任何回报，至少按照我所学的规则是这样。所以我想在故事结束时会有一个突击测验。

Anyway, I got a nice e-mail from a guy who said he used to live in Omaha, so I told him a couple of quick things I remember from being there before. Like getting sucked in the mensroom at the horse racing track there, AkSarBen. It was really no big deal, just a quick blowjob under the stall wall, but I did get very deep throated there and sprayed the guy's throat with my load, so that was fun. The memorable part was that I met him based on his little graffiti ad from earlier in the day, saying something like, "Losing on the horses? Don't go away broke. I pay $20 to suck cock." And he left a time to meet. Actually I didn't go for the $20, but it turned out he didn't offer it anyway, but it was an interesting come on.
总之，我收到了一封来自一个 guy's 的电子邮件，他说他以前住在奥马哈，所以我告诉了他我在那里的一些短暂回忆。比如在当地的赛马场 AkSarBen 的男厕所里被口交。那其实没什么大不了的，只是在隔间墙下快速口交了一下，但我确实被深深地含住了，然后射在了那家伙的喉咙里，所以挺有趣的。令人难忘的部分是，我是通过他当天早些时候留下的小涂鸦广告认识他的，上面写着类似“在赛马上输了？别空手而归。我付 20 美元口交。”还留了见面时间。其实我并不是为了那 20 美元去的，结果他也没提钱的事，但这确实是个有趣的搭讪方式。

But the really good time I had in Omaha was in a nice cafe/restaurant downtown. I can't remember the fucking name, but they have a kind of "oldtown" district there where there are old warehouses and stuff that have been rehabbed and now (or then at least) had galleries, and shops and stuff like this nice cafe, where they served lunch on Sundays and had nice wines and upscale menus and stuff. So I'm there with straight friends and we're having Sunday brunch and having a pretty good time, and the waitstaff there is mostly young men and they are good fucking looking kids, and I'm having some trouble paying attention to the conversation cuz I keep looking at these guys and watching them wiggle their cute butts and stuff, hell, even the busboys were cute, but they didn't seem gay or anything, just do-able. And I didn't get cruisy looks in return, but then we were a very straight party, so you wouldn't expect much of that. Still, I did catch some of the waiters' eyes every now and then, and I'd nod, or smile, and just give them the look that says I know we saw each other. So I kinda narrowed down the field to a couple of guys I paid attention to, but I only remember one of them. He was killer bee. He's preppy and short and has short black hair and green eyes and probably about 150 pounds and his black slacks are talking to me, like, "Psst, over here. See this ass we're on? Nice, huh? Wanna see us stay on it while this kids moves around? How 'bout we bend over and pick up that spoon?" And I need to answer those smartass slacks in a major way. They just wrap around that cute slim little waist and his adorable flat tummy, and he's serving the wine to people. So that means he must be 21, right? To be able to serve alcohol? Anyway, I am trying to be cool with these people I'm with, but I am also cruising this kid, and I'm pretty sure he knows it, cuz he glances over really quick every time he crosses the room or something, and he seems to be making a lot of trips to tables that make him pass ours. So, fuck, we need some wine here, don't we? Of course we do, so I order some, and it is delivered by my little stud, but he fucking sneaks up on us from behind my back, so it's like, suddenly he's just right there off my left elbow, and I didn't even know it until I hear this clear soft voice say, Pouilly Fuisse, sir? And I turn around quick and look up at him, right in the fucking eyes, and those green fuckers are just laughing and twinkling right at me, but it's just his eyes, the rest of his demeanor is normal, but he's standing REAL CLOSE to my chair. So we do the wine tasting ritual, and he's pouring with his left hand and just rests his other hand on the back of my chair, where I lean on it just about a cunt hair's worth, and he does that stupid traditional cork thing where he offers it to me to smell, and of course we touch fingers in the exchange, and I can't smell anything but this kid's body. So of course the wine is fine (I don't know why we go through that little ritual, shit, I've never sent a bottle back, but maybe it makes them feel good), and the kid starts pouring for the group and I'm watching him up close and those fucking slacks are smirking at me, so I announce in some elegant way that I have to go to the bathroom and get up and excuse myself and go find the head.
但我在奥马哈真正度过的美好时光是在市中心一家不错的咖啡馆/餐厅里。我记不起那该死的名字了，但他们那里有一个类似“老城区”的区域，有一些旧仓库之类的东西已经被翻新，现在（或者至少当时）有画廊、商店和类似这样不错的咖啡馆，他们在周日提供午餐，有不错的葡萄酒和高档菜单之类的东西。所以我和一些异性恋朋友在那里吃周日早午餐，玩得很开心，那里的服务员大多是年轻男性，他们长得真他妈好看，我有点难以集中注意力在谈话上，因为我一直看着这些家伙，看着他们扭动可爱的小屁股之类的东西，妈的，连餐桌服务员都挺可爱，但他们看起来不像同性恋或什么的，只是挺有吸引力。我没有得到他们回应的挑逗眼神，但我们是一个非常异性恋的团体，所以你也不会期待太多这样的眼神。尽管如此，我还是时不时地捕捉到一些服务员的目光，我会点头或微笑，只是给他们一个眼神，表示我知道我们互相看到了。所以我有点把注意力集中在几个家伙身上，但我只记得其中一个。 他是杀手蜂。他穿着讲究，个子矮小，留着黑色短发，绿色的眼睛，体重大概 150 磅，他那条黑色西裤在跟我说话，好像在说：“嘿，这边。看到我们包裹的这个屁股了吗？不错吧？想看我们继续包着它，而这个小伙子四处走动吗？要不我们弯腰捡起那个勺子怎么样？”我得用一种重要的方式回应这条自作聪明的西裤。它们紧紧包裹着他那可爱纤细的小腰和他那迷人的平坦小腹，他正在给人们倒酒。所以这意味着他肯定 21 岁了，对吧？才能合法端酒？总之，我试着和身边这些人保持冷静，但我也在偷偷打量这个小伙子，我很确定他知道，因为每次他穿过房间时都会很快地瞥我一眼，而且他似乎故意多走几趟经过我们桌子的路线。所以，见鬼，我们这里需要点酒，对吧？当然需要，于是我点了一些酒，然后酒是由我的小帅哥送来的，但他居然从我背后偷偷靠近我们，所以就像，突然间他就在我左肘旁边，我甚至都没察觉，直到我听到一个清晰柔和的声音说，Pouilly Fuisse，先生？ 我迅速转过身，抬头直视他的眼睛，那双绿色的眼睛正对着我笑，闪烁着光芒，但只是他的眼睛，其他神态都很正常，不过他站得离我的椅子特别近。于是我们进行了品酒仪式，他用左手倒酒，另一只手就搭在我的椅子靠背上，我靠着的地方大概只有一点点距离，然后他做了那个愚蠢的传统闻软木塞的动作，把它递给我闻，当然在交接时我们的手指碰到了，我闻不到别的，只能闻到这小子的体味。当然，酒是没问题的（我不知道为什么我们要进行这个小仪式，妈的，我从没退过一瓶酒，但也许这让他们感觉良好），然后这小子开始为团队倒酒，我近距离观察他，那条该死的裤子好像在对我 smirk，于是我用一种优雅的方式宣布我要去洗手间，然后起身告辞，去找洗手间。

So I'm in the head counting the flowers on the wallpaper or something, and guess who comes in? No, it wasn't Ricky Ricardo. It was, presto, my green eyed little waiter stud. And we stand there side by side at the urinals, and he says, like Nice wine you selected, sir, and I say Yeah, nice, but I just wanted you to come over. Well, I guess it was blunt, but I didn't really think the downside of being wrong was too serious, and it sure as shit didn't look like I was wrong. So, happy ending, I was fucking right, and he just puts his hand on my ass and leans over sideways and kisses me. And I kiss him back, and he says this is big trouble for him, but we're reaching for each other's cock anyway, and his dick is just about the same as mine, at least for a quick jackoff, which we do while we are kissing, and I get to hold onto his little bubblebutt while I pump his cock and when he shoots into the urinal, I'm like pushing it out from behind by cramming my hand into his crack, and we cum into the urinals and kiss some more and zip up, and all of this doesn't take more than 2 or 3 minutes, and he goes over to wash his hands and I come up behind him and now I'm smirking at his pants and he sees me in the mirror, and says, What? And I say, Man, your butt is killer bee. Thanks, man. So that was fun. What a cute stud he was. So I left a big tip, but I don't know how much of it the wine guy gets.
所以我在厕所里数着墙纸上的花还是什么的，猜猜谁进来了？不，不是 Ricky Ricardo。是的，惊喜，我的绿眼睛小服务员帅哥。我们并排站在小便池旁，他说，先生，您选的酒真不错，我说，是的，不错，但我只是想让你过来。好吧，我想我有点直白，但我并不觉得猜错的后果有多严重，而且看起来我肯定没猜错。所以，结局很圆满，我他妈的猜对了，他只是把手放在我屁股上，侧身靠过来吻了我。 我回吻了他，他说这对他来说是个大麻烦，但我们还是互相伸手去摸对方的阴茎，他的阴茎和我差不多，至少对于一次快速的手淫来说是这样，我们一边接吻一边这样做，我还抓着他的小翘臀，一边抽动他的阴茎，当他射到小便池里时，我就像从后面推他一样，把手塞进他的臀缝里，我们一起射到小便池里，又吻了一会儿，然后拉上拉链，这一切不超过 2 到 3 分钟，他走过去洗手，我从后面走近他，现在我对着他的裤子 smirk，他从镜子里看到我，说，怎么了？我说，伙计，你的屁股真是 killer bee。谢谢，伙计。真是好玩。他真是个可爱的小伙子。所以我留了一大笔小费，但我不知道酒水员能拿到多少。

OK, so I was somebody's guest at a Kansas City/St. Louis baseball game in Kansas City, and the stadium is packed, and we're drinking beer so I go to the head during the game, and even it is fucking packed, but the urinals are just long troughs where everyone lines up side by side and pisses (and a guy can get a bad case of kidney shyness there). And the game's still going on and they have the radio play by play over the stadium speakers so we're all listening to it, and I'm trying to piss, but it's not happening, so I'm shaking my dick and trying to start something. Then there's a Royals base hit that comes over on the PA, and I'm shaking my pretty floppy dick, everybody in the mensroom cheering briefly and it gets kinda quiet, as I'm standing there and say real loud, Gee thanks, fellas, but I'm really not that huge. And 40 guys start laughing at me, but now I'm pissing, so that was good.
好吧，我是某人在堪萨斯城/圣路易斯棒球比赛中的客人，比赛在堪萨斯城举行，体育场里人山人海，我们在喝啤酒，所以我在比赛中途去了洗手间，那里也他妈的挤满了人，但小便池只是长长的槽，大家并排站着撒尿（在那里一个人可能会严重害羞）。比赛还在继续，他们通过体育场的扬声器播放收音机的现场解说，所以我们都在听，我试着撒尿，但就是不行，所以我在晃动我的老二，试图开始。接着，广播里传来 Royals 的一次安打，我还在晃动我那软趴趴的老二，男厕所里的人短暂地欢呼了一下，然后安静下来，我站在那里大声说，哎，谢谢大家，但我真的没那么大。然后 40 个家伙开始嘲笑我，但现在我终于能撒尿了，所以这还不错。

I think maybe some college tearoom stories next time, and there's a bunch to choose from. Or maybe that hotel basement. Write me. [email protected].
我想下次可能会写一些大学茶室的故事，有很多可以选择。或者可能是那个酒店地下室。给我写信。[email protected]。