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Monday, May 30, 2011

CL Encounter #19

CL Encounter #19

So, a few days ago, e-mailed a guy up north, that "just wanted to suck somebody off." Cool. We made tentative plans to do it this Friday morning.. I told him I would like to do it early, but he never got back to me, although in an earlier e-mail, he sent me his cell phone number.

I e-mailed him early, then called at 8:00 AM. I could see where this was leading, another flake, and another day without getting a blow job......no thanks.

I started to scour the CL posts. I found 2 posts by twenty-somethings, wanting to give head, and a 50 something guy in West Jordon who was advertising:

giving blow jobs: now (West Jordan)

NO ENDLESS EMAILS.
Come in, sit down. I suck, you leave.
You send stats and pic, and I'll send you stats, pic, and address.
If this post is still up, I'm still giving head.

I e-mailed all three, knowing I didn't have a chance with the twenty somethings, (but who can blame a guy for trying) and of course West Jordan hit me back right away. Fine with me, I just want to spunk in someone's mouth.

West Jordon e-mails back with his address, and says I might have to wait in line, as a couple of guys are scheduled to arrive about the same time. Hmmmmmm. Should I be excited or frightened?

I'm here for the new experiences, so I take my chances.

I drove to out to bum-fuck-egypt, and as I'm looking for the address, I see another older guy in a blue car, also checking HIS notes while driving around.

Must be one of the the other dudes.

I circle the block, and find the house but Blue Car isn't there. I park and get out, just as Blue Car pulls up. I look at him, nod my head, and go to the porch. Above the door knob is a little note: "Door is open, come in and go upstairs."

I did as the note instructed. When I got there, I was greeted by a 50-something dude, shaved greying hair, wearing wire rim glasses, and assless black leather chaps over a jock strap. "Hello." He greeted me.

"I think there's another guy here for the same thing, outside" I said.

"I know, I was watching from the window" he responded as he gestured toward the window in the bedroom that overlooked the street below.

"If he comes up, are you cool with that" Assless Chaps asked me. "Sure, I guess" I responded.

So, we get down to business, and "Assless" is rubbing his jock strapped package. I sit on the edge of bed and he begins to rub some life into my soft dick, without removing his glasses. After only a minute, he stands up, and goes to re-arrange the pillows on the tall bed, so I can lay back.

"Do you want me to just get on the bed and lean against the head board?" I ask. "If you want" he says.

I did want, and I put the pillows back up against the headboard and got into position. Assless pulls off my shoes, cargo shorts and boxers and he got into position between my legs. He started sucking me off.

Just then we heard the door slam, and Mr. Blue Car came up stairs and stood in the doorway. He was in his baseball cap, blue jeans and T-shirt and he looked like a confused farmer for just a minute, then he started rubbing his crotch.

Assless was chewing on my knob, and looked up at me. He knew someone was at the door, but courteously continued sucking me off. I motioned to Blue Car, and he approached the bed, and opened his pant. A fat 6 incher plopped out, so I gave it a few tugs with my hand.

Moments later, another dude appeared in the doorway. He looked to be in his late 50s and in pretty bad shape. 5'8", maybe 240 lbs with a Beer Belly, crew cut gray hair and and if I'm not mistaken, a tooth or two missing. Pictrure George Gobel, but not that good looking. He came in and stood next to Blue Car, and pulled out his stubby fat dick.

I guess Blue Car wasn't feeling the love, because he zipped up and left. So, Beer Belly took his place, and I grabbed his short rod and proceeded to give him a bit of dick rubbing while Assless continued to blow me. There was minute or two where assless decided he wanted to eat my ass, so I let him. Unhappy with the angle, he pulled my ass to the edge of the bed and he got down and went to town on my hairy butt. When he took a little break, I pointed my hard-on at his face, indicating: Ass-eating over. Blow job to continue please.

Beer Belly was producing a nice amount of precum, which I graciously rubbed around the head of his dick, and occasionally Assless would pull off of me, and suck his knob. I wanted to tell him that I was here first, and to knock that shit off, but Assless was doing a pretty good job of manually jacking my dick while sucking Beer Belly, so I let it slide. Once in a while Beer Belly would rub my hairy chest, or reach down and play with my balls, so I guess it was all cool.

It took me a while to get to the top of Mount Orgasm, like usual, but pretty soon, I was taking loud shallow breaths and Assless was sucking like a thirsty calf. Just when I began to moan with orgasmic delight, he pulled off and jacked my cock feverishly, and I opened up my eyes to see white pearls of sperm cumming out of my dick head and flying all over the place with Assles' violent hand job. Fuck! 
Nice orgasm.

Beer Belly just watched, I still had his slippery knob in my hand. His semi toothless expression didn't change much. In fact, I don't think Beer Belly said one word the whole time. Maybe he was a mute.

Assless said to me "there are towels and stuff in the bathroom", so I gathered my composure, and got up off of the bed and went in there. Beer Belly didn't waste any time and peeled off his clothes and laid where I used to be. Assless went right to work on Beer Belly's short shaft.

I wet a wash cloth and cleaned my self up. I returned to the bedroom where my clothes lay in a pile. Assless and Beer Belly hardly acknowledged me. I kind of felt tossed away. I said thanks and was out the door.

Although there was no sign of the other guy, I saw his empty car parked out front. Maybe he was out walking the neighborhood, or maybe he was inside, quietly robbing Assless' house!


Update:

It's Monsday morning, and I really need to get working, but I check out the CL posts anyway. I see this:

You took my Virginity. - 45 (Kearns/WVC)


A few weeks ago, I came  to your house and went up stairs where you where giving oral to the guy on the bed. After you finished him, you laid me back, sucked me some then you slowly started to Fu** me for the 1st time. You were wearing black leather, and it so HOT. I want to do that again..I am available tomorrow morning for a couple of hours, before work. You know who you are. Please contact me soon, or anyone else that would be interested in doing me.
Location: Kearns/WVC


I'm pretty sure I know who posted this.....Beer Belly. In fact I e-mailed him and confirmed it.

Oh another thing. I just looked at this story I wrote. I actually wrote it weeks ago when it happened. I don't know who I am anymore. My writing is so aggressive, and I made myself out to be some kind of super Criagslist porn star. I'd ask you to forgive me, but I'm kind of enjoying it.

2 comments:

  1. I wonder why the blue car guy left?

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  2. Nothing to forgive, Jack. My recommendation is to go ahead and indulge your bent towards dominance. I'll wager that you'll find lots of guys will fall all over themselves to submit to your pleasure.

    And never discount your chances with a 20-something guy. At nearly 57 I am quite pleasantly surprised to find that young men are sometimes inclined to seek out experience and maturity.

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