The Wall -- Inside

Dave slowly waddled to the forward "next" chair, which was now Dean's. Dean moved with Dave, walking on his knees, keeping Dave's cock in his mouth as the trio moved.

Paul too kept contact with Dave through the movement.
The audience of men who were now in line behind Dave, Dean and Paul were impressed.
As the man at the Wall sucked, Dave pumped his cock into Dean's face a little. This told Dean to pick up the pace. Dave still gave a soft blow job, but now there was a little more to it.

Dave now was willing himself to come, instead of willing himself to hold back, and soon, Dean's mouth was full of Dave's come.

"That's a good load," Dean said as he stood up. "Thanks Man."

"Thank you, Dean," Dave said, a little shaky from how hard Dean was able to make him come. 

Dave went to the right chair, the second to next. He moved slow, and Paul duckwalked behind him. Paul's tongue never parted from Dave's asshole.
The armchair was facing backwards. Dave didn't turn it around, but knelt on the seat, leaned against the back, and thrust his ass as far back as he could.
Paul was behind Dave, pressing as much of his tongue inside Dave's ass. The tongue was passed the sphincter and more than an inch was in the rectum. Getting tongue fucked in the ass was making Dave hot again, even after the great blow job Dean had just given him.

Paul now stood up and bent over Dave's back, coming at his ass from a different angle.
Paul pulled the cheeks apart and tongued the crevice in such a way the audience behind could see him rim Dave's hole.

Dave watched cocksucking in the overhead mirror. All ready his cock was getting hard again. Dave would soon be up again, and the thought of having his cock inside a mouth would sound good. Almost as good as it was going to be when he would have some trucker's cock in his mouth.

As Paul licked Dave's ass and the room watched, and as Dave watched the lone cock at the Wall get blown, a new feeder came to the Wall.
Dean met the cock as soon as it came through the hole. He had the cock wrapped and inside his mouth, the man on the other side of the Wall would have felt it all as a single motion.

Dave watched Dean suck. Dean was very good at it. Probably the thing that made Dean so good at sucking cock was how clear it was he enjoyed it.
His big lips moved independent of each other, trying to make the most contact with the penis. His cheeks would hollow, then billow, as Dean sucked then blew. With a slow steady pace, Dean got across how hungry he was for cock. Dean savored cock, not gobbled it.

Someone from the audience went up to Dave and Paul.
"Why don't you wait at the Wall? I know I'd like to see more of your action."

So Dave and Paul did.
Dave stood with legs spread, ass toward the audience. Dave was showing off his good build. Firm, no love handles, hard round butt. Dave had good muscle tone, but he was also flexible.

Dave bent in half, into the A position. His head was below his knees, and Dave got an upside down view of the men seated in the room looking at him.
Paul knelt down again, behind Dave. Sitting on his heels, Paul stuck out his tongue as far as it could go. That alone was very impressive.

Then that tongue pressed against Dave's anus, and the audience gasped as they got perfect view in the mirror.

Dave got a view too, from below. He craned his head forward and could see passed his balls to just make out the hollow in his ass, and see tongue that was in that hollow and the bottom of Paul's chin.

Then Dave lowered (or is that raise? closer to the floor,) his head and kissed the end of Paul's cock.
Paul tasted slightly of Dial soap. That was something Dave liked about Paul, he was always clean and washed up between lovers.

Dave couldn't give a fancy blow job. His sucked Paul's cock in and out of his mouth, taking about half. Dave kept the rhythm simple and steady, and he could taste a trickle of pre-come.

Tongue in his ass, cock in his mouth. This was good. A sixty-nine with Paul's special touch. And it was only going to get better.

And time to get better was here.
Paul was pulling away from Dave's mouth. The tongue left his asshole.
A customer was coming to the gloryhole.
It was Dave's turn to perform.

Dave was ready. Through the open hole, Dave got a waist level view. The floor inside was lower than the surface outside. It was like everyone outside was standing on a stool. The different floor levels brought the penis of a standing man near to the mouth of a standing man.

Dave watched as his cock provider undid his belt and opened his pants. A midsize cock was coming out. As the cock entered the hole in the Wall, Dave held a condom ready, rolling it over the head and immediately covering the head with his mouth.

Dave is so smooth that many men don't realize he's put a condom on them until after they have come and the blow job is over.
Dave kept moving forward, until there was no more cock to swallow.

Dave had used his lips to roll the condom all the way down the cock shaft. Now that he had the entire cock down his mouth, Dave could feel the cock grow in size. It was better than average but more importantly, it was hard, as hard as if it had been made of wood.

Dave felt Paul's tongue go back in his ass. Dave waved his hands, signaling Paul that he didn't want to do that anymore.
Paul's tongue went away, and Dave waited as he sucked cock.

When he realized that Paul mistook his message, Dave waved again, this time toward his ass.
Paul got this signal and Dave felt the tip of a cock pressed against his ass.

Dave pulled his head back, letting most the cock out of his mouth. Holding the head with his lips, Dave took a deep breath then let it out with a humm, vibrating his lips against the cock.

At the same time, Dave pressed his ass against Paul's cock. Paul was sliding his cock up and down the crease of Dave's ass while he poured the contents of a disposable lube packet onto Dave's hole.

Dave pushed, as if he was vacating his bowels, and Paul pressed the end of his cock against Dave's asshole.
The hole opened and took in the cockhead.

Dave let this be the signal to again take the entire length of the cock in his face go all the way down his throat.
He waited for Paul to bottom out, then savored the moment, a cock at each end, all the way in.
Dave was fulfilled.

Dave tightened his anal sphincter, holding Paul's cock in a powerful grip.
He willed his throat to un-relax, losing the control and suddenly gagging. Dave gagged on the cock in his throat, and the throat closed onto the cockhead, trying to eject it.

Dave wouldn't back away, but tried to regain control instead. It wouldn't work, but Dave knew what would happen. He gagged, and almost recovered, then gagged again. Again and again, his throat closed onto the head of the cock in his face.

At the same time, Paul's cock was sliding into and out of Dave's ass. Paul had a good cock for fucking asses. It was longer than average, but of normal width, so Paul could take nice long strokes that penetrated deep, but did not tear linings.

Dave's prostate, and rectum, and anus, and the lower part of his colon were all feeling the repeated penetration of Paul's long sleek cock.
Dave and Paul fell into a rhythm. Paul would drive forward, entering deep into Dave's ass. Dave let Paul's momentum transfer to himself, driving his face onto the cock, driving his mouth over the cock until it too was deep.

Then Paul would move back, withdrawing, pulling out of Dave and pulling Dave off of the cock.
Then in again, cock into ass, mouth onto cock.

The unknown feeder got into the rhythm too, thrusting forward and pulling back to a beat set up by Paul who ended up being the conductor of this dance.

Dave let go of all control. Paul was setting the beat with Paul's cock in Dave's ass. And the unknown trucker and his cock was accompanying that beat in Dave's face.

Dave chuckled to himself at his situation. Like a cob of corn, skewered on both ends, with cocks.
The cock in Dave's mouth took on a new motion, and Dave sucked harder and faster. He felt a sudden swelling against his tongue, the reservoir filling with come.
Dave gave the cock a last sucking, then let it pop out of his mouth with a smacking kiss.

The condom reservoir created a small white ball of sperm at the end of the feeder's cock. Dave hadn't seen that happen before.
The feeder pulled his cock away and was zipping up. Dave hoped the unknown man enjoyed the blow job and appreciated that Dave had conscientiously made an effort to make it a good blow job.

It had been good for Dave. Except for one thing.
Now Dave wished he could have a cock go off bareback in his mouth.

Paul saw the feeder finish, and Paul was preparing to come in Dave's ass.
"Paul, hold it," Dave said. "I gotta have some come. Come in my mouth, could you?"

Paul's cock was feeling that way a cock feels when just a little bit of action the right way would make coming inevitable. But action the wrong way and he'd lose the edge and have to work to again reach this point.
Paul carefully pulled out of Dave's ass, and Dave took his cock easy.

Dave had the cock all the way down his throat, but for just a second. Dave pulled back just as quickly until only the tip was held in his lips. Dave worked the magic ring, the part of a cock just below the head, and sucked hard.

Dave's asshole had been clean, and he got hardly any of his own taste. The prominent flavor was the banana flavor from the lube. Paul liked bananas.
And then, the unmistakable taste of come. Paul was coming and Dave stopped sucking, holding his lips tight around Paul, letting the male nectar collect in his mouth.
Paul stepped back, a string of come connecting his cock to Dave's mouth.

"Hey, man!" Paul said. "That was great."

"Yeah," Dave answered. "That was pretty good."

In the TV monitor could be seen the feeder leaving the booths. Someone was ready to take his place. But "next" wasn't in a hurry, spending too much time reflecting on the performance he had just seen. But another waiter got his attention and he hurried to his position.
The Wall and a reputation to uphold.