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.