Craigslist Experience #38

Again, I'm not sure if I want to write about this one.

I was horny last night, but had a party to go to. Several hours before the party, I was looking at CL, responding to posts and looking at porn. I didn't get anywhere. 

The party was fun.

This morning I resumed the search. No one was looking to give head. I responded to a few posts, and even got a response, but then he quit responding. Seemed like there were a couple of “bottoms” wanting to get fucked......but......

Finally, I was horny enough and started responding to anything, including this post:

you can work my hole to your specs - 43 (SLC)
Date: 2009-10-19, 3:48AM MDT
Reply to: XXXXXXXX@craigslist.org

I tried to get a good ass-whoopin all weekend butt there's not many tops in SLC of that certain age. So are you dudes will father fantasies, step up, slide in and pound til I'm feeling your love.

I hit him back, he hit me back. I gave him the coordinates to the empty lot across the street from my house, and told him I wold shower first, and he said he was on his way, then he said this:

take your time. In fact,It would be better for me if you came here if you're not working today. I have to work at 11:30.My BF will be here and may or may not participate. I like to get fucked in front of him actually - and he might fuck us both if you like taking a HUGE cock.

Let me know. My cell phone is misplaced, so use Tim's (BF) at 8015551212.you sound hot and nice.

I headed over and found “Tom” shirtless and wearing Levis hanging low. I cold have seen his pubes, if he had any. His Boyfriend “Tim” was putting dishes in the dishwasher.

“Okay now” Tom said to Tim. “We're going upstairs now, are you coming to join us?” Tim responded, “I don't know, I've got a bunch of work e-mails to send. We'll see”.

It was a little weird.

Tom led me upstairs to a bedroom and dropped his jeans. I took the cue and dropped mine. I still had on my white t-shirt and boxers. I grabbed his great big cut dick, after getting his permission. I gave it a few tugs. I can't remember, I may have even sucked it a little.

He put on a cock ring, or maybe it was a balls ring....what ever, it was tight and looked as if it hurt. He said it didn't.

Tom lay back and I worked his dick. I guess it wasn't doing much for me, because I had to ask him to help me get hard. He jerked me and finally sucked me. That did the trick and I stiffened right up. He said he liked to have his nipples tweaked, and I did what I could.

I moved to start the fucking and he begged me to fuck him raw. He was talking dirty now and saying stuff like “I want your cum in my ass” and other nasty stuff. Tempting as it may have been, I used one of the condoms I brought.

I was surprised at how easily my dick slipped in his ass. He was on his back, legs in the air. It felt okay, and was easily the most accommodating ass I had encountered. So, I fucked him on his back, I fucked him doggy style, I played with his dick and he talked dirty to me.

Tim walked in twice to see how we were doing. It was like Dad coming in to see that the two boys were playing nicely. The first time, I got to see Tim's big dick. I even took a taste, and blew him for a minute. Then he left.

After a while, Tom could see his ass wasn't doing a lot for me, and yelled at Tim “could you come here and suck this guys dick please?” Again, it was kind of weird, but Tom came in and started to suck me off, while I blew Tim. This was a fantasy I had always had: being blown and blowing another dude at the same time. 

It was better in my fantasy. 

The blow job was better than the ass fucking, but not tons better.

I'm not sure really all of what happened in the next twenty minutes, but we did lots of stuff. While Tim was sucking me, Tom tried to finger my ass. I also fingered Tom's ass. Then Tim fucked Tom bareback with his big dick, and I was left out in the cold, until I jumped up on the bed and stuck my dick in Tim's mouth. Then the highlight of the morning, Tim was pounding Tom, and sucking me off at the same time, when he also decided to stick HIS finger in my butt. It hurt, but he finally got it in past the second knuckle and started massaging my prostate. 

Well, good heavens, that was working for me, and I started to build to a climax, but just before I blew, Tim pulled his mouth off of my dick and yanked his finger out of my ass and pulled his dick out of Tom;'s ass, and panting and sweating looked at me and said “your turn”.

To be honest, I didn't want to fuck anymore, and after he reamed his buddy out with his big dick, I didn't know that it would be any good! 

And it wasn't.

I tried. A fresh condom, and I was fucking again. This time Tim was coaxing me on and nuzzling my neck and even playing with my butt hole, but it just wasn't working for me.

I ordered Tom onto his stomach and removed my condom and ran my raw dick up and down his well lubed ass crack, Princeton rub style, taking care not to slip inside. This went on for a few minutes, until I started blowing my load.

On the appearance of the first drop of cum on the tip of my dick, Tim went down on me with his mouth and sucked out every drop, while I moaned in post orgasmic tones of “easy buddy, easy”.

When Tim had all that I cold give, he laid down on his back and started jacking his big cock. I just wanted to dress and leave, but felt I should at least help out. Tim was jerking, I was playing with his balls and Tom was saying dirty shit like “suck his dick” and “eat his cum”.

Finally Tim blew a nice load all over himself, just like in the pornos, and we all cleaned up.

We exchanged some pleasantries, and Tom asked if I had a good time. Of course I did. It was my first three way.....or is that threesome. I get the terms confused. He asked if I was interested in coming back, and I told him I was more interested in getting sucked off, and he of course was interested in getting fucked (he said he didn't really care to suck dick) and so it didn't look like we were a good match.

I guess it was all good fun, but for some reason, I'm still horny.

I guess I have to stop settling for ass, when what I really want is a nice mouth!!

Craigslist Experience #37b

I didn't have an experience with a new guy yet, so it's not #38, but I felt like I wanted to write about it anyway. 

Here's how it went: 

It's the other night and I e-mail John Smith(Enounter #35), who has blown me twice before in his nice townhouse condo: 

Are you interested in blowing me again Wed Morning. I love the morning head. Let me know. 
Jack. 

I don't hear anything from him right away, so I hedge my bet by responding to a post on CL: 

Let me drain your tool - m4m - 48 (Midvale) 
Reply to: xxxxx@craigslist.org 


In town on business and looking to play. I am a white, fit, attractive, married bi-male and I am looking to drop to my knees and bring someone to an explosion with my mouth. I am clean and MUST stay that way. I am for real and looking for someone that wants to stop by my hotel, drop his pants and let me go to work on him until I am rewarded with a creamy explosion. You must be hwp, clean and verbal. Race isn't important, just not into chubs. If you want to do more I might be open to it but you are welcome to drop, explode and be on your way if that's your thing. I must host 

I bit: 

Hey Hotel guy. 
I can't get away tonight, but can early in the morning. I'm 47 5'6 and 145 lbs. I love good hotel head, then I bail. Even better if you suck me to completion, I couldn't' care less if you swallow. 
Hit me back if you're interested in cream for breakfast. 
Jack. 

He hits me back: 


Hi Jack. I'm interested. How early. I work in the morning and have to be ready to go by 8:00. 

Me: You call the time. If I'm getting blown, I'll set an alarm and get there. 7:15 is good for me. 
I'm not a quick cummer, so plan on 10 to 20 minutes at least. I love nice long head. 
I don't have a huge dick either. Just average for my size. How about a pic from you? 
Jack. 

Him: That works for me. Oh, and I will swallow. Why do it if you're not going to swallow? Sorry, don't send pics. And I'm not concerned with dick size. Just cum and let me hear it. I don't like silent cummers. You don't have to shout or anything, just tell me your cumming. I love that. 

Me: I can be pretty noisy when I cum. Before I cum...I'm too busy concentrating on that fantastic feeling, but when I go over the crest a torrent of foul verbiage can spew from my mouth. I hope that works for you. 
You want to give me your info tonight, or in the morning? I have a feeling if I start knocking on random Midvale hotel room doors at 7:15, it may take a while to get to yours. 
Jack. 

Him: I'm at the Blah-blah Inn, room 205. It's a new hotel. You know it? Right behind a Blah-blah restaurant. 

Me: I don't know the hotel, but I'm sure I'll be able to find it. Check your e-mail in the morning. I hit you back before I leave. It's a 25 minute drive for me. I'm all about getting head, but want to make it good for you too. You mentioned verbal. I'm good there, but anything else? Some guys want it a little more forceful, maybe some hair pulling? Others, just want to do their stuff. I'm happy to oblige any way I can.....just blow me and don't scrape your teeth on my dick head. 

Him: Just come in, drop your pants and let me do the rest. When you're ready to cum go ahead and let it blast and I will enjoy every drop. Remember, I have somewhere to be so don't take all day. Explode and enjoy your day. See you in the morning. Have a load ready and a clean dick. 

So, morning comes and I check my e-mail. John Smith has e-mailed me at 5:30 in the morning: 

Date: Wednesday, October 14, 2009, 5:35 AM 
That would be cool--how about 715am? Drop on by—you know what's in store for you 

But I've already made plans for the midvale-hotel-suck off. 

So, I e-mail John Smith: 
Hey man, good morning. I hope it's not a problem, but I put something else together for this morning, and so I can't make it over today. Sorry for the false alarm. I hope we can do it next week though. 
Jack. 

He responded kindly: 
No problem, wasn't online last night so will see you next week. 

Then, the inevitable happens. Midvale hotel guy fucking flakes out!. At least he has the courtesy to e-mail before I drive all the way out there. 

Re: Let me drain your tool - m4m - 48 (Midvale) 
From: "billnye@flakeyguy.com" 
To: "Jack" 
My plans have changed. Don't come by, I won't be here. Sorry.

Well what's a slut to do? Of course I beg John Smith to blow me.


Me: I just got an e-mail from the other guy, and he's flaking out. I can come today at 7:15, if I haven't pissed you off already, otherwise, I'm still looking forward to next week.
Jack.

And being the nice cock sucker he is he replied

7:15 is great--see you then. 

This is John Smith

John Smith is great. Nice place. Okay porn on a great big TV. He's younger than me and has a nice body, nice dick and sexy underwear. He seems to enjoy blowing me and makes “yummy' noises when he does it. You know.....”mmmmmmm”

Today I kind of face fucked him a bit, and then pushed him to the floor and blew him for a while. That was the fist time I did that to him. It felt pretty good. He pulled me off, because I think he was getting close to cumming.

I asked him if I made him cum, would he still be in the mood to get me off. He politely said (but in not so many words) “Probably not”.

I didn't want to jeopardize my BJ, so I told him to get a towel, because I wanted him to jack off while he was sucking me, like last time.

(What's that? I didn't tell you about last time? )

So anyway, John races downstairs and returns with a small washcloth size towel, and I firmly re-attach his mouth to my dick. He's and expert cocksucker and it feels wonderful. I'm rubbing his crotch with my hairy leg and he's alternately jacking off, then stopping to jack and suck me at the same time. He's keeping himself on the edge so he can push off when he tastes my jizz. (at least that's what I would be doing if I were him).

I start to climax, and when I know I'm past the point of no return, just when it's the most difficult to speak, I manage to grunt, “here it comes, I'm gonna cum, here ya go” and with that I blast off in his mouth, and as I'm doing that, I'm looking though my squinty eyes at him jacking his dick furiously, as he spurts rope after rope of watery cum onto my leg. The whole time he's moaning and making those yummy noises as if my cum were Hershey's syrup.

He swallows, and get's the dry washcloth and wipes down my leg. He misses a spot, and I ask for the towel. Of course post-orgasmic-bliss cum isn't quite as sexy as when-I-was-blowing-my-load-and-watching cum.

All in all, great fun and a great way to start the morning. I think John Smith and I are going to be regular early morning friends. 

Craigslist Experience #37

Once again, good thing come to those who wait, or at least, those who are patient and keep working it. 

I just got home from an out of town work trip. I left the small central Utah town at 7:30 this morning and drove back to SLC. 

I don't know why, but on the long boring drive home, all I could think about was sex. 

I hit the computer before I brought in my bags. It was early, and checking out Craigslist, it looked like lots of good possibilities. 

Then the phone started ringing and many interruptions later, I resumed my search. Problem was, it was now 11:AM, and the early morning posters wanting to suck someone off had all dried up, kind of like my lawn. 

I have no idea why, but for some unknown reason, I was in the mood to fuck. 

Did I just say that? What am I? Some kind of porn star? 

Anyway, I responded to post after posyt. Nothing. 

Then, I got a response. Here's how it went. 

If you can host in S.L.C 
Reply to: XXXXXX@craigslist.org 

I am a bottom male looking to suck a small penis;must be 6" or smaller. Please be disease-free and clean! 

Me: I'm 47, 5'6 and 145 lbs, and have a smaller hard dick. I'd love some head today. I live west of Downtown and have the day off. 

Him: Jack what is your address? If you can call me @801 ???-2709 

Me: I'm near 9th W. and 7th So. in SLC. You? 

Him: I am @2100 South and 1100 East 

Me: So, can you come blow me or what? 

Him: Yes I would Love too! Give me your exact address. 

Me: Come to the corner of ?00 W. and ?00 So. There's an empty paved lot on the South West Corner. I can see it from my house. Call me when you get there. 801-555-0123. Tell me what your drive. 

I waited. 10 minutes. Nothing. So I sent another message: 

Me: Let me know if you're coming and what you drive. I'd like to take a quick shower first. Jack. 

And still nothing. He disappeared. Another flake. 

I worked CL some more. I just got hornier and hornier. I even had a 21 year old who was a “Bottom looking for Top” send me some great face pics, after I sent him my “dick” pics. When I told him how old I was, he too disappeared....but I expected that. I remember being 21. I was creeped out by older guys too. 

As I was about to leave for the gym, my “hook up” phone rang. It was “suck a small penis guy”. He took the bus to my neighborhood and was trying to find my house. 

WTF? The bus? An hour and a half later? 

So, I guess a BJ in the hand, is worth two in the bush......so to speak. 

He was a block away, and coming to blow me. I can live with that. 

“Bobby” was about my size. Maybe a bit skinnier. Latino, and wearing some blade type sunglasses. Dark hair, not much gray, and a black moustache. He showed up at the door, and I invited him in. I had some porn cued up on the DVD. He came into the living room and sat in the chair. I said “should we get down to it?” He asked for a glass of water. I couldn't help but wonder if maybe I was going to be robbed. Bobby seemed a little uneasy. 

The small talk was awkward. He commented on the porn. “Yup, they're handsome.” I said. 

“So, should we just take our pants off?” he asked. 

“Sure” I said. “You set the stage” he said. I'm not kidding. He actually said, “set the stage.” 

It was weirdly mechanical, especially thinking about it now. 

We both took our pants off. I kept my t-shirt on, and he kept on his shirt and hoodie. I sat on the couch and he knelt in front of me and started sucking my dick. It felt good, but lacked suction. The other strange thing was, it was oddly cold. 

Nonetheless, he went to work and seemed to enjoy it. He mentioned before that large dicks made him choke and now he was saying things like “mmmmm, perfect size” and “nice dick, perfect for sucking.” 

I said, “do you like it a little rough, or do you just want to do your thing?” He responded “what ever you like.” 

So, I kind of tested the water. I pulled his hair and pushed him down on my dick. He didn't complain, and even stayed down deep on it a few times when I released his head. 

I started feeling pretty good about this blow job. The porn on the TV started to get noisy, and Bobby came up for some air, and to watch the TV. 

The two teenage boys on the video were engaged in fucking. 

“Do you ever do that?” I asked. 

“Sometimes” he said. 

“Want me to do it to you?” I responded. 

“Do you want to?” he said, tossing it back to my court. 

“Kind of.” I said. “I'll go and get a condom. You spread out the blanket on the floor” 

I ran upstairs to get a condom and some astroglide from my dresser drawer and in the 60 seconds it took me to return, Bobby had spread the blanket on the living room floor and positioned himself (and his rock hard dick) on all fours in the middle of it and was stark naked. 

I rolled on the condom and knelt behind Bobby, and applied some lube from the bottle. It ran down the crack of his ass and I rubbed it in. I started to rub his hairless asshole with my thumb, and was thinking about inserting some fingers to help loosen him up, but for some reason I chose this moment to think about cleanliness. He was here to blow me, not to get fucked. I doubt he made any internal cleaning preparations. 

This wasn't going to stop me. I stopped fingering and decided my condom sheathed dick would do just as well as a finger. I positioned my dick at his pucker, and then he took over. 


He said, “let me guide it in.....just take it slow at first” 

From then on, I knew I was dealing with someone who had some experience in this area. He expertly guided my dick into his ass, and then gently rocked back and forth on it. In no time at all, I was deep inside and he was fucking ME. I was just kneeling there behind him. 

Back and forth he rocked. He wrapped his ankles around mine. It all happened so quickly, but I do remember these things: 

The ankle grasping. 
I reached around and jacked his uncut hard dick 
He moaned a bit. 
I grabbed a his shoulders with my lubed hand and pulled him onto me. 

He asked me if I liked it. I did. 

I told him I was going to cum and he took my hand from his dick and jacked himself, saying “wait a minute, let's cum together”. 

Coordinating that effort was tough. I lost momentum, and told him to back off. I fucked like a wild man and felt the pressure mounting. I thought he must be cumming too, because I could feel his ass clenching and gripping my dick. It was good. Real good. I moaned and panted and erupted in the condom. 

He said, “did you cum?” “Oh fuck yah” I managed to grunt. “Did you?” “Not yet” he almost whimpered. 

With that he started beating off. I did my best with my softening dick to work it in and out of his ass to help heighten his orgasm. I cranked my neck around to watch him cum. 

When he started to squirt, I felt his ass hole twitch and grip my dick once again, and I pulled out, and he let out a sigh and fell forward. 

“Fuck, that was fun” I said. Bobby just panted. 

For some reason, Bobby was overly concerned with the condom. He reached around an peeled it off of my dick, then took it to the trash. I pointed to the bathroom and said he could clean up there. He took me up on the offer. 

Afterwords, there was more awkward talk, and he said he got more than he bargained for. I apologized and he said he enjoyed it, and said he was in town every Mon-Wed-Fri for classes. He took the bus from Ogden. 

I can't put my finger on it, but I think that Bobby is in some kind of Job Training Corp, or work release program. What ever. He seemed nice enough, my age, fit, not exactly educated, but trying. I have to give anyone credit who is willing to take the bus to get somewhere. It ain't easy. 

I have a feeling there will be more to this story. I just hope it's good. 

Craigslist Experience #36

Good thing cum to those who wait. 

Maybe it's just Karma again. This is how I think it should be. 

I'm horny. 
I look at CL for someone that wants to suck someone off. 
I volunteer to be THAT someone. 
We hook up and we both get what we want. 

That's what happened tonight.....after a whole bunch of other shit! 

I woke up not really thinking of getting sucked off. Work has been all encompassing, although I've been able to jack off pretty regularly. 

Yesterday, I got only a few hours of sleep after working until 3:15 AM the night before. I felt weird all day. I got caught up on sleep and awoke refreshed this morning. 

A little porn surfing, but I avoided Craigslist. For awhile. 

Around noon, I peeked and responded to a few posts. 

It's rainy  today. I don't even know why but for some reason I wanted to fuck. Seems the horny butt-sluts seem to do it for me, but there was no one posting. 


Then I spotted: 

Warm me up - 25 (SLC/Downtown)
Reply to: XXXXXXXX@craigslist.org 


Sexy bottom boy looking for a hungry top guy to come over and fuck me. I'm very discreet,safe sex. Hit me up with pics and stats..Thanks 

There was a pic in the post too. Dark skin guy, hairy chest, camera pointing down and he was wearing a leopard spotted banana hammock or thong. 

What ever. I just wanted to fuck something. 

I hit him back with pics and stats as requested, and was very surprised when he hit me back. After all I'm 47 and he claims to be 25. 

So now the good news rolls in in buckets. He's small. Smaller than me. He says 

25yo,
5'5,133
(28-29w) 

Now, I'm intrigued. More than intrigued, I'm salivating. I tell him that's great, I'm close to town blah blah blah. Then the coup de gras. 

He sends me a pic. Holy crap, he's cute as fuck. 

Okay, where did this go wrong. I re-check my e-mail. I told him I was old. I told him I was small. I told him I didn't have a big dick. He still wants to get together. 

So the e-mails are a little slow back and forth. I decide he's just another young flakey kid. All talk and no action, so I set my self up to be dissapointed. I had an errand to run, and left him with my hook-up phone number and tell him to call or text if he's interested. 

While I'm on my errand, he fucking texts me. We text back and forth and finally I call him as I finish up my errand. I get the feeling he's not from around here as he doesn't know what Kinko's is, or where 200 S. Main is.


He says come over, and asks if he can text me his address. I guess so. He's slow in texting his address, so I'm thinking he is gonna flake. Then....voila....the address comes. Not very far from downtown. 

I drive to the area and as I'm getting close, I think to myself, “hey self, this is really close to Mr. H's house.” (see encounter #2 for the complete description of Mr. H) 

Sure as shit, the address is the same as Mr. H's. 


WTF ??? 

I remember that Mr. H. told me he had a young Brazilian friend that he went on vacation with once.   Hmmmm. 

I park down the street and call the young banana hammock boy. “I'm here” I said. 

He started to tell me which place was his. 

“Are you alone?” I ask. 

“I have a room mate, but I have my own room” he says. “Why do you ask?” 

“Well, I used to go to that house and Mr. H used to suck me off, but I get the feeling he doesn't like me anymore, and I'm going to feel weird about coming in.” I said. 

We exchanged some more awkward converstaion, and I offered to take him to my place, but he declined. 

I knew it was too good to be true. I just drove home. Alone. So much for Banana Cabana Boy. 

So, the rest of the afternoon, I trolled CL, but not much was posted. I responded to any and everything, but got nothing back. Finally, some dude hit me back. He sent me a pic but he sounded strange and wanted me to host. This was a couple hours after I responded to his post. 


Something in me said, don't hook up with this this guy. Finally, I decided I was desperate enough to have him over, but checked CL one more time and this appeared, just in the nick of time: 

> BJ 4 U - 45 (Downtown Hotel) > 
> Reply to: XXXXXX@craigslist.org > 
>Looking for now. 165lbs 5'10" black hair, blue eyes, VGL. 
> Looking to give NSA blow job. Send pic and stats. 

I responded: 
I'd love a hotel bj. I'm 47, 5'6" and 143 lbs. Not very experienced, but done it a bunch of times since last February. Normal average looking guy here. 

He hit me back: How far from the Hilton are you. 
Me: 15 minutes. 
Him: Come now, Room XXXX 

E-mailed strange dude, and said I couldn't make it and was out the door and driving to the Hilton toot-sweet! (or is that tout suite ??) 

Again the nervous lobby walk to the elevator, then hunting for the room number, I'm scared someone will know what I'm there for. 

I found the room and knocked lightly. Chicago-guy answered. Nice looking, but not a super model or anything. He was a cross between Starsky (not Hutch) and Ralph Malph. 

He was my height, not 5'10, but that's cool. It's even better. Pretty nice body too, from what I could tell. 

He ushered me in and I shook his hand thanking him for having me over. I started to kick off my shoes and before I could even get past the entry way of the room he was unbuckling my pants. Okay dude, that's cool. Less work for me. Down came my levis and next my boxers and before you could say Jack Robinson, he was on my dick with his warm wet mouth. I gasped and grabbed his head for balance. 

He got me hard instantly. He pulled off long enough to ask me if I liked it. 

“uh-huh” I managed to say. He went back to work. I pulled off his shirt while he was kneeling in front of me. I wasn't sure if he was going to stop sucking me long enough to allow the shirt to pass between his face and my groin. He relented. Nice body I thought. 

I said, "mind if I make my self comfortable?" He looked up at me and said “sure.” 

I finished taking off my pants and boxers which had been hobbling me since he drew them down. As I sat on the bed I asked him if he wanted to take his pants off. He did. 

Nice dick not much bigger than mine with a black bush. Not too much, but not trimmed. Nice low hanging balls. I copped a feel, and slid back against the headboard and the plethora of hotel pillows in their crisp pressed cases. 

Chicago wasted no time and gulped down my cock like he was a starving refugee. He put lots of head bob into it as well, and used his hand a lot...you know, the combo Hand Job and Blow Job....porno style. It was all good. “nice hard dick!” he said. "Thanks." I responded. 

I was getting close and asked him if he was interested in having me suck him. 

“Sure” he said and quickly scrambled up the bed and leaned into his own plethora of pillows. 

I scooted down and started sucking his completely soft dick. I liked it. I drew his hairy leg up between my legs and humped it as I sucked. I kind of marveled how he didn't really get hard, at least not very fast. I could take his limp dick all the way and push my nose to his pubes. I was really enjoying myself, especially sucking and licking the rubbery head . His dick started to stiffen up, and his it went farther into my mouth. I was getting into it. 

Then he said, in his Chicago accent, “do you want me to sixty-nine you?” 

“Okay” I said.  He spun around and gobbled down my cock again. I had to try to slow him down a few times as he was a very aggressive cock sucker. He was working it like there was no tommorrow, while I was savoring his dick in my mouth like it was my last Jr. Mint at the movies. 

Soon I felt that wonderful old familiar feeling, and with a slight pelvic pull told him I was going to cum. “Don't stop” he said and went nuts on my dick. 

I still had some building up to do, so I just enjoyed his cock in my mouth, like a candy lollipop and let my orgasm build slowly. At that point I thought how cool it would be if he would cum too, but that thought was fleeting as I crested orgasm ridge and started squirting into his mouth. 

Since my own mouth was full of Chicago's tasty cock, I could only whimper "mhh-mmmh-mmmhhh" as I blasted off. He kept sucking me, an at just the right time, pulled off and quickly ran to the bathroom where I heard him spit. 

When he came back I noticed that his dick was totally soft agin. 

I dressed, we shook hands and off I went, completely drained and relaxed. This time the walk through the hotel was confident and relaxed. 

When I got home, we had the following quick e-mail exchange: 

From: Jack 
To: XXXXX Subject: 
Re: BJ 4 U - 45 (Downtown Hotel)


 Thanks Chicago for a most excellent BJ. It's long been a fantasy of my to suck a dick while I'm cumming, and this is only the second time in my life that's happened. I was secretly hoping you would cum too. Hope you don't mind. Enjoy SLC. Jack.



Re: BJ 4 U - 45 (Downtown Hotel)

To: "Jack" 


first off - you are very good looking and seem like a great guy. I was too focused on you to cum. Thanks for stopping by - nice dick.


I guess I didn't have to include that last part, but it was so nice to hear, I just had to share.