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Thursday, July 7, 2011

Craigslist Encounter #31

I'm tired of writing. Here's the low down. Notice the times on the posts.

> Looking 4 Hot Time - m4m - 41 (Cottonwood Hts)
> 3:58AM MDT
> Reply to: XXXXXXXX@craigslist.org
>
> Im looking for a guy who likes to get a little hot and
> sweaty,kiss, rub, someone who is versatile or top. Im
> 6'2" 185, lean toned build, Im an easy going guy
> who likes all different types of men. Im looking for now
> early morn throughout the day. Prefer Host

>From: Jack
> 5:40 AM
> Wow.Nice pic.I'm up early and looking to
> get blown.I could fool around a little first, may be
> able to recip  .I'm not too into fucking.
>
> I'm 6 years older than you, I'm 47, 5'6"
> and 145 lbs, a smaller dude.
>I'll send you a pic.
>
> Jack.

> From: XXX
> Subject: Re: Looking 4 Hot Time - m4m - 41 (Cottonwood Hts)
> To: "Jack"
>  5:51 AM
> "fucking" is not
> required to have fun. I do love to suck cock, especially
> when you feed it 2 me

>From: Jack
>5:53:14 AM
>Well, I'm game.I could jump in the shower and be in CH by 6:45 or 7:AM

> From: XXX
> Subject: Re: Looking 4 Hot Time - m4m - 41 (Cottonwood Hts)
> To: "Jack"
>\5:58 AM
> cool were on then. below are the directions to my apt. hit me back and just let me know your coming 4 sure

Okay, so this is the earliest blow job I've ever had.

Long story short:

I drove to Cottonwood Heights.
I found the apartment.
“Slim” let me in. Shaved head, nice body.
We went the bedroom. Stripped. Rolled around on the bed. Ground into each other.

He went for my dick. I went for his. Nice dick. Neatly trimmed (shaved?) It was still dark outside We got each other hard.

He blew me. I blew him.

We sixty-nined.

I asked him if he wanted me to try and fuck him.

 He did.

I had the condom, he had the lube.

I fucked him on his stomach. I fucked him on his side. I fucked him laying over the bed. I finally fucked him doggie style. It lasted at least a half hour. I hope he enjoyed it. I was worn out.

I asked him to blow me again. He did for a while. I then blew him while he gave me a pretty good hand job.

Before I could cum, he decided he was going to change the porn on the computer. For about 15 minutes I sat on the bed and watched as he fucked around cleaning the DVD and getting it to load up. We both lost our boners. I should have just left.

Finally, he got the porn working and we resumed, sixty-nine blowjobs. He then complained his cock-ring was too tight. He got and removed it up so his erection could go down. He excused himself to smoke a cigarette. I should have just left.

When he came back, he was wearing underwear. I should have just left.

I said. “are you through?” He responded, “yah, my dick is sore” Okay, I started to get up. “Oh, I'll suck you if you want”

“Um yah, I want to get off”

He tried for another few minutes. He got tired. I said “you could do your magic with another hand job.”

He did. I came close to cumming. All of a sudden, he just quit. I should have just left.

I tried to jack myself off. It wasn't working. It was just awkward.

Finally, I just left. I'd been there almost two hours.

Now, I've got blue balls. I should just jack off.

4 comments:

  1. awe that sucks
    sounded like it was going well at the beginning

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  2. Yah, it wasn't perfect but I guess this stuff happens. It's all good anyway. The bad (or not so good) experiences just make the really good ones stand out.

    By the way, Island guy, thanks for commenting. My heart skipped a beat when I saw that I had 23 followers this morning.

    I'm so excited to be able to finally share my secrets with someone, whether you read about my encounters discreetly and anonymously or bravely make a comment or send me an e-mail, I REALLY appreciate it. Makes me feel not so alone in this!

    Peace my curious brothers!

    Jack.

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  3. Better luck next time. At least you got some topping practice in while you were there. Before you know it, Raging Stallion will be giving you a ring and you'll have a new career.

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  4. Knowing when to leave is an art, not a science. When you think it might be time to pack up, ask yourself if you'll be kicking yourself in the butt later for not leaving then.

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