Craigslist Experience #2

Armed with my new found courage gained by actually going through with the John Smith BJ, I found a similar post: 

BJ's - NSA - No Recip (DT - SLC)
Reply to: pers-e9g682@craigslist.org

I will take as much time as you need and work you up for a second time if you like. If you like I can also work those nipples, balls and if very clean rim you. Comfortable place to host, porn available if you like (str8, bi, gay). Love to suck and swallow however somewhat discerning and fussy about who I suck off. I want to know who I'm dealing with so your replay needs to include age, wt, ht and if possible a pic. You must be clean, drug free, disease free and HIV- like me. If good for both of us it could be a regular thing.


We e-mailed back and forth a bit, and he sent me a photo. I can't remember if I sent him one. I probably did. We set up a time for later that afternoon. He gave me directions and even a picture of his house. I drove by it, and found a place to park a block away. I didn't want him to see my car and license plate, just in case he was some kind of weirdo. I nervously walked to the door and rang the bell.


This tall guy answered. He was better looking than his photo, still I could tell he was in his 50's. Whatever, a BJ is what I was here for.


He turned out the be the sweetest, nicest guy ever. He seemed to really enjoy pleasuring me. I could see he had done this before, there were a couple of men's magazines on the coffee table, along with some folded hand towels and a box of wet wipes.  Always be prepared?


He asked me if I wanted some porn playing on the TV. Yes please. What type? I opted for gay porn. He obliged. I asked if I should get undressed, or whether he wanted to undress me. What ever I was comfortable with, he said. I took off my shoes and pants and sat on the couch in my boxers and button up shirt. He rubbed my crotch and pulled down the elastic. He fondled my hardening dick and started to kiss and nibble around the area.


I responded by lifting my ass and pushed my boxers down to the floor. And then Mr. H. went to work. This guy was good. He wasn't kidding when he said it would be the best blow job of my life. I unbuttoned my shirt and he rubbed my hairy chest. It took several minutes, but I was really getting into it, him sucking, softly, then harder then softly again, me watching the porn on the TV, and then the crescendo. I managed to gurgle, "I'm gonna cum."


I'm not sure if I expected him to pull off or what, but I don't' think he had any intention of it. He expertly picked up the pace and had me shooting off into his mouth immediately. Then just at the point where things get too sensitive, he stopped and just held me in his mouth. It felt deliriously delicious! Finally, he pulled off. No trace of cum anywhere, and my softening dick was clean as a whistle.


He reached for one of the folded towels and proceed to dry every thing off. I followed by using a wet wipe for good measure.


I caught my breath, and started to get dressed. We thanked each other and he said that it was great for him, he really liked my body (a very nice compliment, as honestlyI really am just a normal guy) and he would welcome me back anytime.


I returned less than a week later. I've been back there 4 more times so far. Mr. H. is always very nice. Always clean. Unwaveringly polite, and never has a hint of bad breath.


**Update. After visiting Mr H. about 5 times, I wrote the above story about my 2nd Craigslist encounter. I intended on sending the story to another e-mail buddy that had never done anything like this, and wondered how my experience was going.
I was so proud of writing this literary masterpiece that I decided to share it with Mr. H as well. Long story short, Mr. H was not very happy AT ALL. He said I betrayed his trust. I haven't gone back since.

Lesson learned, by both of us.