Craigslist encounter #39

Short and sweet. At least the actual encounter #39 was. Getting there was an all day project. 

I woke up and looked at CL, even though I wasn't particularly horny. I had been blown the night before by my regular suck buddy, Norm. Here's how the day before went: 

It was a busy day. For the last 4 Tuesdays or Wednesdays I've been having an early morning blow job with "John Smith II"  Last time I was over there, I kind of let my self slip, and sucked his dick a little. Problem was....... I liked it. 

So, this morning, I went over, again at 7:15.... and before we make it up the first of 2 flights of stairs, I'm on my knees and playing with his dick. Pretty soon it somehow found it's way in my mouth. 

Later, up in the big screen porno and BJ lounge, it was me blowing him as much as him blowing me.   Problem is, I need a good steady mouth and a lot of concentration to make me cum these days. Me sucking off this dude doesn't get me to climax town....ya know? 

So, finally, I let him just do his thing on my thing, and he's giving it his best shot, for like 20 minutes. And believe me, he's good, so it's twenty minutes of fucking heaven. 

I'm not sure what happened. He had me on the edge forever, but I just couldn't cum, so whats a nice guy to do. 

I blew him and I was going to let him cum....yes, in my mouth, but he pulled me off his dick , announced he was cumming and took matters into his own hand. 

Somewhere, the porn star in me, went down for a taste. It wasn't bad. Not great, actually didn't have any taste, so that's good, right? 

So, I'm off track. Where I wanted to get to, was..... 

Instead of being all relaxed and satisfied early in the morning, so I could get on with my day, and stop looking at CL and porn.....I felt like I hadn't cum yet, so I was free to start the search for another blow job with renewed fervor. 

This wasn't really working out either. 

Finally, I started to some things around the house.. Real tasks I had been putting off for weeks. 

Then, I had to go out to the family's rental property to fix some window tile, and happened to drive past "Norm's" condo. 

Now, Norm gives the MOST AMAZING blow jobs. This guy really knows his stuff. I text him and see if he's around. He's still at work, and want's to know if I can wait an hour. I tell him I'd be happy to return at 6:30. He agrees. 

I go to his place. This is the 4th time I've been here as well, so I know the drill. 


Upstairs Norm takes a hit from his poppers, and goes to work. He's a true artist when it comes to sucking cock. 

Fucking hell, when the dam bust, I was pulling his hair and calling him names and gripping his head, out of my mind with orgasmic bliss. Holy crap, that dude can suck dick. 

Then, he starts telling me how hot it was, and how hot I look. So, I'm blushing and all blissful and shit. 

That's why I'm not that horny.  Still, I'm checking out the CL posts. 


I think I may have a problem. Is there a 12 step program for this? 

I keep checking out the posts. There's not much, being mid-week and mid-day, and people are all working at their day job and not thinking maybe I want to get sucked off.   There are a few posts from younger guys wanting to fool around with other younger guys. A few more posts by guys that want to bottom. I'm not horny or desperate enough to go that route today. 

In the early afternoon I respond to yet another post. 

> Giving NSA Head in my room - m4m - 38 (Airport Hotel) 
> Date: 2009-10-22, 2:18PM MDT 
> Reply to:XXXXXXXX@craigslist.org 
> NSA head. 
> 
> Cum drop load and leave 

I hit back fast and hard, like hungry fish taking a lure. Usually these out-of-towners are eager to do me. I guess I'm too old, because I hear nothing. Notice the time he posted. 2:18 in the afternoon. 

Finally, I go and do my errands, I keep checking my e-mail. Nothing. Later, I have to go out for the evening. I get home at 9:45, not expecting to do anything except watch the news, drink a beer and go to bed, and guess what's in my in my inbox? 

>From: Larry 
>Subject: RE: NSA Head 
>To: slcjackguy@yahoo.com 
> 
>man, that is nice cock...still interested? 

Again, notice the time. 7:PM.   It took 5 hours to decide you want to blow me? 


Whatever. 

I hit him back and he quickly give me the name and address of the nearby Holiday Inn, and in the next e-mail, the room number. 

I was outta the house in a flash. 

His room was on the “smoking floor” of the hotel, and I could smell the cigarette when I got off of the elevator. Luckily, his room didn't smell too smokey. 
“Larry” looked to be a bit older than the stated 38.Probably my age. My height, but a bigger belly. Later I found out it was pretty hard. He opened the door and invited me in. All of the nervousness I used to feel upon meeting some strange dude in a strange hotel room was gone. I'm kind of a vetran now. Is that something to be proud of, or ashamed of?

Larry was in basketball shorts, 

No, this isn't the guy,

but he kind of looked

like this.

and a button up shirt. He wore a baseball cap. I shook his hand and found the nice hotel chair and ottoman in the corner. I pushed the ottoman out of the way, and started to unbuckle my pants. Larry watched. He had a southern accent. And I could smell just a little whiskey and ciggy smoke on him. Not too much.



I let my pants drop, and pushed my Tommy boxers down. I was half hard. I sat in the chair, and Larry spun the bill of his ball cap around and went down on me without a word.

He was a little aggressive and seemed to be fond of the head bob technique. I was breathing and making mmmmmm sounds to signal my approval.

After a few minutes, I removed his ball cap, and found a mostly bald head under his cap.  Just some soft fine blond hair about the edges.  I could tell Larry was probably a very handsome man in High School, and he was still pretty good looking, but he'd lost a lot of hair (not his fault of course) and he had gained a belly.  Still, he looked pretty hot on the end of my dick, and I told him so.  I peeled off my shirt, then his, and found he had a nice hairy chest. Like mine, except his chest hair wasn't gray.

I told him I'd like to see him jack off. He said okay. I told him to go and get a towel, and jack off and maybe we could cum at the same time, while he was blowing me.

He removed the rest of his clothes, went to the bath room and and returned with a bath towel and a semi-hard dick. He was just about to get on his knees again, when I reached out an motioned for his junk.  He stepped forward. 


I know, I should have just let him blow me, but his dick looked pretty tasty, about my size, with slightly larger balls and some blond pubes.

I grabbed his wiener, and sought his permission to blow him. He smiled and said with his southern accent “be my guest”. He got hard in no time. Because he wasn't huge, I was able to put it all in my mouth, and push my nose right into those curly blonds. His dick tasted good. Clean. Every once in a while I could taste just a little pre-cum.

When I had enough, I pulled off him and he blew me again. When I got close, I had to decide whether to just blow my wad, or maybe suck him again. I pulled his mouth off of my dick and asked if he wanted to 69.

“Sure” he said.

He got on the giant hotel bed, and I positioned myself to blow him. We were laying on our sides. I was sucking him, when he starts fucking my mouth. He's still blowing me, and it's kinda working for me. His thrusting gets more aggressive, and he's jamming his rod in my mouth and I'm getting a facefull of pubes and balls. I grabbed his small butt and gripped it tight to let him know I approved. He's doing all the work, and that's okay with me. I just let it happen, and pretty soon, I pull my mouth off his dick, and say, “fuck man, I'm gonna cum.”

“What?” he says.

I repeat myself, and he says “go ahead, I'll be right behind you.”

So,  he's fucking my mouth harder and harder. It tastes good, and feels awesome. I get closer and closer to cumming, and just like the roller coaster at Lagoon, I slowly crest the hill, and slide down the other side squirting into his mouth. I'm not sure if he pulled off or what, but something changed, but it was too late. I still don't know whether he ate my cum or let it spew on the blanket, and whether he was working me my hand or mouth. I just knew I had his rubbery cock in my mouth and I was cumming and it was great. 


Pretty soon.....too good. Fuck!  Too sensitive!  I reached down and intercepted with my hand.

Larry had stopped fucking my mouth, and I hadn't tasted cum. I guess he lost concentration while I was blowing my load.

I wanted him to have the pleasure of getting off too, but my desire to suck dick had left me when the last eruption of cum left my dick.

“I wan't you to get off man” I said, and he laid back, and started jacking off. All I could do to help was play with his balls, 
but I guess it was enough, because in less than a minute, he blew a nice little string of white cum on his tummy.

When he calmed down, I handed him the towel, and he cleaned up. 
I got dressed, It took forever for me to get my shoes on for some reason. Next time, I'm bring slip ons instead of the lace up Van's (with flames).

My stupid shoes

He told me he was from Alabama, and then I was out the door. (but not because he was from Alabama...haha.)