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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Criagslist encounter #33.

Well, after a week of nothing but spanking the monkey, I finally got a wonderful blow job this evening. 

In a nut shell: 

NEW TO THIS-BUT I WANNA SUCK SOME COCK - m4m - 37 (SLC AIRPORT) 
Reply to: XXXXXXXX@craigslist.org 

37/wm, new to this. Have been curious for some time. Would like to have a guy or 
two stop by my hotel and let me suck them off. I want to have you cum in my 
mouth. 

He posted at 4:45 PM. I replied at 6:51 PM. That's two hours later. An eternity in Craigslist time, where guys are horny, guys post, guys get off, then guys delete their post, all in the same hour. 

He hit's me back at 6:57, and the e-mail tag is ON! Actually not too bad. As soon as he sounded interested, I showered and by the time I was out of the shower, he gave me his hotel and room number and at 7:33, I was knocking on his hotel room door. 

He described himself as “37/6'2",med.build,240,brn/brn,8"uncut, out by the airport looking for soon.” Okay, he is bigger than I prefer, but I'm horny. I'm tired of jacking off and he only wants to blow someone. No work required of me. 

I get there and he's not a bad looking fellow. He gets much more handsome when he removes his glasses. Short cropped hair, like Sargent Carter on Gomer Pyle. Except this Sargent had a bit of a tummy. Not too bad, but if he lost 30 lbs around his middle, he'd be pretty hot. Okay, if he lost 30 lbs around his middle AND quit smoking, he'd be pretty hot. 

Yep, he smoked. I gotta remember to ask about that. Of course, as randy as I was feeling, He could have been 400 lbs, smoking crack and shooting up, and I'd let him blow me. 

So Sarge tries to make a little small talk. He says he's married. Been married for 14 years, and thinking about this for a while. He tells me I'm his first. I told him I like to sit while being blown. “Should I sit in the chair, or on the bed? I ask.” 

He suggest the bed. 

I strip off my shoes, cargo shorts and boxers.


(Because my friend Dennis wears cargo shorts and takes nasty sexy pics of himself in them, I automatically assume they make ME look sexy too, and now wear them to all of my clandestine encounters.) 

I get on the bed, and Sarge nervously strips, then climbs on the bed too. I tell him to try and get me hard. He fumbles with my dick, and because I'm not getting hard enough, fast enough, I maneuver myself around so I can fondle his package as well. 

With no warning or advance notice, he just goes down on me. Ahhhh. Warm slippery mouth on my cock at last. I let out a sigh of relief. 

Sarge is doing a pretty good job for a first timer. In fact, a really really good job. No teeth at all. I'm still not very hard, and therefore not very big, so it shouldn't be that difficult. I quickly inflate. It's pretty pleasurable. 

I've got a pretty good grasp on his dick too. Like mine, it starts springing to life. I hope it's because it's owner is getting turned on, finally sucking a cock for the first time, but it might be because I'm playing with it too. Probably a combination. He's uncut, and there's a lot of foreskin. His dick a a bit bigger than mine, but not 8". It also has a serious curve to it. Again, like a banana, but curving down. 

So, I'm fully hard and loving the blow job, and getting ready to reposition myself against the headboard to get the maximum blow-job receiving angle, when I decide that, “while I'm here, maybe I'll just suck him off a little too.” So we're 69-ing for a few minutes, before I decided that I AM going to lean back and let him do all the work. 

And work he did. 

Fuck. This guy could suck dick. I'm still having trouble believing that it's his first time, because not once did I ever feel a tooth nick my dick head. I might call it a close to perfect knob-job, if he had added a bit more suction. His tongue work was masterful. 

He said his wife blew him a lot, and he knew what he liked. And what ever that was, I liked it too. 

As good as it was, it still took me a while to climb Mt. Orgasm. I tried grabbing his short hair, and I tried pushing him down on my cock a few times, but he gagged. I asked him if he liked that or if it was a problem. 

It was a problem. 

I quickly stopped doing that. 

I tried to be a little more gentile; head rubbing, running my hand though his cropped hair, and a little shoulder massage here and there. 

After 15 or 20 minutes he had me peaking and I told him that. He mumbled MMMM-hummmm, and then the fucker backed off. He Slowed his pace, and kind of pulled off and licked around the head. It's like he knew what he was doing, and kept me at the brink and wouldn't let me cum. I even tried to push his head down again, and was involuntarily bucking my hips fucking his mouth, but he just held back. I was in agony! 

And then, with out any rhyme or reason, he went back to the awesome sucking and tonguing and brought me over the edge. 

I let out a torrent of dirty talk as I squirted into his mouth. He just kept sucking. I started to get sensitive, and he just kept up the relentless pace. I was moaning and swearing like a sailor, and I finally begged him to stop. He pulled off. 

He went to the bathroom and I heard him rinsing his mouth. He made that sound like when you bring up a phloem ball from your throat, and spit into the sink. At least that's what it sounded like. He brought back a wash cloth, and I cleaned up the slobber. 
We chatted for a minute while I got dressed. I thanked him again, we shook hands and I was on my way. 

When I got home, I sent him a thank you e-mail. His response blew me away: 

"I've been curious for some time. My wife knows about this, and has encouraged me to explore this other side. The reason I ask, is if I come back with my wife-she would love to watch me give a guy head. Would you be interested in this situation?" 

So, I guess this story, may be continued! 

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