CL Encounter #82

I  was on my way home.  2 weeks with the folks in California.  Before I left for the airport, I posted on CL SLC, that I wanted head when I arrived.

I got some hits.

I chose to respond to this guy.

> saw your Craigslist ad . . .
>
> slc dntwn hotel here
>
> 49, 6'1, 215, grey crew and close cut grey beard, blue,
> beefy, 7x5c, thick, neg and dd free
>
> let me know if interested
>

Although the guys was bigger than I like, it doesn't really matter if  I'm just getting sucked off, now does it?

I arrived at the top floor room at the SLC downtown Hilton.  Nice digs.

This isn't him, but this guy has
a similar build.

Frosty was on the phone when I knocked.  He got off the phone and opened the door and let me in.  Average looking white haired guy.

"Where do you want me?"  I asked. 

"Anywhere you want."

I was standing close to a chair by the window and figured it was as good a place as any, so I just lowered my jeans, then boxers to my ankles, and sat down.

Frosty took the decidedly slow approach, playing with my dick, and nuzzling my legs, crotch and groin before taking my stiffening cock into his mouth.

It was then I wished I had taken off my pants so I could spread my legs and let him get a full bite.

"let me take off  my pants" I said.

"Sure,  if you want to get more comfortable, let's go to the bed."

"What ever you want man.  What ever is easiest for you" I replied.

"It might be more fun" he added.

So, I took off my pants, and carried them to the bed area.  I still had on my t-shirt and socks.  Frosty removed his shirt.  We was beefy.  Not fat, but solidly round.

Frosty then started in with the teasing.  He was kissing my torso,  licking my nipples, nuzzling my groin and all manner of lovey-dovey stuff, and finally got down to business.

The blow job was mediocre.  Not enough suction.  I was horny enough I didn't say anything.  It felt good, but just not great.  It would get me off, just not quickly.  That was okay, a long bj actually sounded pretty good.

Frosty was enjoying my cock, and after a while put his hand down the elastic band of his running shorts, and started jerking off.  He slid his shorts down and was now completely naked.  Hew was on his side and kind of resting his head on my hips as he sucked me sideways, and jerked off.

When I felt myself getting close, I said "you want me to bust my nut in your mouth?"

"mmmmmm-hummmmm"  He moaned in the affirmative, and started jacking his dick even harder.

Build-build, build.  It took another few minutes for me to cum, but I finally started unloading in Frosty's mouth.

I said some words of encouragement, like "Yah, c'mon, cum on my leg" and Frosty worked his dick with the taste of my cum in his mouth.

Finally....squirt, squirt, squirt, and impressive load shot out, across my hairy calf.

Then the awkward part.

Frosty, got up and saw the mess he made.   "let me get a towel and clean that up" he said as he bolted for the bathroom.

I lay there for a minute, spunk on my leg and slobber on my dick.

He returned and wiped my leg.  I motioned for the towel and used it to dry my junk.

I dressed, and he made some small talk.  I asked for one of the bottles of water on the table, and took one for the road.  Off I went.

Later that day, I was working and reached down to adjust my junk, and for some reason caught a whiff of my hand.  Fuck, it smelled like cum!

Good grief, I hope no one else smelled it!