CL Encounter #67

It's not that often that I post an ad on Craigslist, usually I just respond.  Today, I decided I needed to get sucked off, and nobody was posting.  I decided I had better take matters into my own hands, either that, or take my dick into my own hands.

I posted.

Withing 5 minutes of posting, I got two responses.  I was blown away, because one of the guys was this super hot 36 year old.  Read about him in my CL Encounter #16.

I hit "Peter" back, but he just ignored me.  The Craigslist version of "thanks, but no-thanks."

The next dude was a 24 year old kid in West Valley.  He wanted pics and stats and asked where I was.  When I sent him the required info, he politely came back with "that's too far away."

Well, I appreciate him getting back to me.  But I posted where I was, and how old I was, he shouldn't have been expecting anything different.

I had already "deleted" the post, figuring one of the two guys would come through, but when it didn't happen, I tried to re-post it.  The system said it had been reposted, but for an hour, when I clicked on the post, it said, "deleted by author", so I fucking re-posted.  I was horny and wanted head!

Nothing happened.  No responses.  I finally just removed the  "early morning head" posts, and re posted: "blow me at/for lunch - m4m - 47 (Sugarhouse)" and I left for work.

This time, I got 2 guys interested again.  I had to check the e-mails at work, which is pretty risky, I think.

Maverick

I put the deal together with a guy who sent a pic.  Maverick. I couldn't see his face because of the flash in the mirror, but he had a nice body.


We met at my house at 12:15.  Actually he was early, and I was busy tidying up.  I didn't want to appear a slob!

Maverick claimed to be newly divorced and he also seemed to be pretty straight.  He had on some slacks and a plaid long sleeve work shirt over a t-shirt.  A tiny amount of chit-chat, and I pulled off my pants.  I asked him if he wanted to get undressed.  Nope.  Just wanted to get me off and get going.

Okay, fine by me.

He was very unemotional about blowing me.  On his knees while I sat on the couch watching some blow-job porn.

He didn't touch me with his hands, except occasionally to put my dick back in his mouth.  His blow job was average, and it took me a long time to cum.  I guess I never really appreciated all the other guys who stroke my nuts, or taint, or rub my torso.  Now that it wasn't happening, I guess I appreciate that more.  Maverick just sucked.  His hands on either side of my waist, elbows bent at 90 degrees, as though he was doing push ups.

I took my cue from him, and didn't try to get too touchy-feely.  Just one hand planted firmly on one shoulder for encouragement.

It took awhile, but finally I unloaded in Mavericks mouth.

We didn't discuss where I was going to cum, and I was too busy concentrating on my blow job to bring it up.  I did manage to announce that I was going to cum, just a nano-second before squirting my gob into his mouth.

Thank god he didn't pull off.  He didn't even change pace, just kept bobbing on my squirting dick until I couldn't take it anymore.

I said "easy, easy buddy" and he slowed the blow job, but still didn't pull off until I started to go soft.  I got to give him credit there.

As I panted and came down from my orgasm high, I said "there's a towel right there...." I expected him to spit into it, but he just tossed it to me and headed to the kitchen where he spit and rinsed.

I dressed, and instead of leaving, we had a little chat about Anal sex.  I think he wanted to try it, and I gave him a limited account of my limited experience.  I touched on the part about being clean and preparation.  I don't think he had ever thought about that before.  He said he was gong to read up on it.

Who knows, maybe he'll hit me back and ask me to give him an enema and tap his ass.