CL Encounter #87

Knock Knock.

Who's there?

Me and my cock.

Me and my cock who?

Me and my cock you're going to suck, now shut the fuck up and get on your knees.

I'm not sure why I wrote that.  Maybe because the guy that just sucked me off said, "sure, I like it a little rough."

I asked that question when his response to my hair pulling seemed positive.  But, I digress.  From the beginning:

I wanted to get sucked off.  I had just hosted family for California for a week, so I curtailed my extracurricular activities.  To make matters worse, I volunteered to help drive back to California, and that added another week of frustration to the mix.

While in the airport in California waiting for my flight, I checked out the SLC Craigslist posts, and there were a couple that caught my eye, but I didn't actually respond until I got home in the middle of the afternoon.  Saturday afternoon.

I looked at only one post, before I responded to this one:


Need more cock & cum - 45 (downtown hotel)


As the title say, I need more cock & cum!


Staying at the Sheraton Hotel, downtown. Just walk in, drop the pants, let me suck that cock, dump your load, zip up and walk out....


If you're really horny, turn around and let me bury my face in that ass and slide my tongue into your hole!


I'm 5'8", 200lbs, brn/brn, hairy chest, stash/goatee, and 7.5" cut thick cock


Especially looking for str8/married/bi guys, but open to all 

I sent the request, and the very next e-mail I got was an invitation and a hotel room number.  No muss, no fuss, just a couple of sluts making a hook up.

I knocked on the door 18 minutes later, and "Robert" answered the door.

He said "hey" and gave me a nod.

"Right place?" I questioned.

He answered with his mouth, but it was non verbal.

Dropping to his knees he grabbed my ass and started to gnaw at my hardening dick through my Levis.

Shit, he was going to get them all spitty, and I still had to walk out through the hotel lobby.

"Nice" he murmured, and reached up and undid the fly.

Down came the jeans and boxers, and he resumed the oral assault on my now hard dick.  I gasped.

He kind of looked like this.

This guy meant business.

"Can I sit down?" I asked, looking around the nicely appointed hotel room.  I remember wondering if I should sit at the office style chair at the desk, or the upholstered chair near the window, or just hopping on the bed that was right next to me.  The bed was so neatly made that I was hesitant to mess it up, but opted for it anyway, just because it was closest to my clothes laying on the floor near the door.

Who wants to be on the other side of the room from their clothes if things get awkward?

I sat on the bed and Robert hoped back on the stick and continued his excellent blow job.   M-mmmmm, it felt great.   He spent a minute sucking my dick and then went on a tongue assauld of my nutsack and taint, before diving into my hairy butt hole.

I signaled my approval by lifting my legs and Robert went all out tossing my salad.  (is that really the right term?)

His tongue went so far up my asshole, it actually hurt.  Not exactly sure how he did that, but he even took a few "bites." before I told him to knock it off.

I guided him back on my dick and he sucked me some more.

I did some hair pulling and, as I mentioned, he responded positively.  I was feeling randy, so after a few minutes I asked this stranger if he "liked it rough" or "just prefered to just do his thing."

"I like it rough", he said, almost meekly.

"Good" I said, as I grabbed his hair with more force, and stood up and started fucking his face.

After a minute of this I ordered him to stand up and take off his shorts.  He was going commando, and when he dropped his kahki shorts I saw he wasn't kidding, he had a 7+ inch thick cock in there.  It was pretty hard, so I gave it a few tugs.

"Now get on the bed" I ordered.

He complied, and I force his head down on the mattress, and then reached over and gave his ass a nice hard swat.

I don't think he was expecting that, because he raised up and gave me a surprised look.  I reacted by grabbing the back of his neck and forcing his face down into the mattress.

I hissed into his ear "I'd better not feel any teeth on my dick while you're sucking me off, because I hate teeth, and I don't want to have to swat your ass again."

I'm glad he complied, because for a second, right after I swatted him the first time, I thought he was going to come around and punch me.  Not only am I NOT a tough guy, I don't think I act the part well in these scenarios, but hey, I try.

After that,  he sucked me, and he started to probe my butt again with his finger this time.

I took a few licks of his giant dick, but to be honest it was too big to comfortably fit in my mouth.

I grabbed his hair again and pulled his ear close to my mouth, and whispered, "go and get a wet washcloth, and a dry hand towel from the bathroom."

He said "yes sir" and did as I had instructed.


When he returned I pulled him back down on my dick.  A few more minutes of sucking and I pulled him off.  I got on the bed on all fours and told him to "eat my ass".

Robert chowed down and was making yummy noises.

Honestly I'm not sure what came over me, I guess I just had some pent up frustrations and this guy seemed okay letting me work them out.

As Robert was enjoying my butt, I guided his hand to my dick so he could pleasure my dick at the same time.  What an interesting feeling getting eaten out and jacked off at the same time.

This gave me an idea.  A nasty idea.

I leaned back up on the bed, against the headboard, knees up and guided Robert between my legs.

I'll never forget the look on his face as I took his hand, and extended his index finger.  He had questions in his eyes, as I washed his index finger with the wet washcloth, and then stuck his finger in my mouth.  He seemed to find this quite pleasurable, at least that's what his facial expression told me.

I got his finger all spitty and slobbery, and said, "finger my ass and suck me off."

He smiled and did as he was told.  It was all good, except he really jammed his finger in my ass, and it really hurt.

I reached down and we had a bit a tug with me trying to pull his hand out, and him trying to stick his finger in.

"Gentle....... fucker!" I said, and he backed off somewhat.

This went on for a bit, and while I was basically enjoying it, I was beginning to think the finger thing wasn't working.  It was too dry.

I pulled his hand away and Robert offered, "do you want some lube?"

"You have some?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Yes please," and now it was me that was begging.

Robert fetched a small bottle of lube from somewhere, returned to the bed.  He applied some to his finger, and rubbed in on my pucker.  He applied some more, and then gingerly inserted it into my ass while continuing to suck me off.

Wow, that made all the difference in the world.  He worked my ass hole, and I felt an incredible pressure start to build.

I knew I couldn't hold out long, but the pressure kept building and I thought I was going to burst.  Robert just kept up his assault, expertly working my now relaxed anus and sucking my swollen purple cock, until finally the dam burst.

I bucked and squirmed and gripped Robert's head.  He did his best to hang on as I unloaded.  Of course I had his head in a death grip on my cock, and he couldn't have come off even if he wanted to.  Thankfully he pulled his finger out of my ass as I unloaded.

After a full two minute mind blowing orgasmic experience, I let Robert off my dick and he looked at me with amazement.

Okay, I'm not really sure it was "amazement", but hey, it's my story, and I'm the super hero porn star, and he was fucking amazed, okay?

I found my clothes, put them on.  I felt a little light headed, but still felt the need to flee.

I shook his hand, and headed out the door.

I was having trouble walking, I felt a little light headed and stopped at the hall table in the elevator area to catch my breath.  Once I recovered a bit, I called the elevator, and got in and headed down to the lobby.  I still had a boner.

Man I'm glad there are guys out there that like to get me off.  I seriously don't know why they do it, because if I had to pay a prostitute to do something like that, I'm sure it would cost a bundle.

When I got home, this was in my e-mail in box:

Re: Need more cock & cum - 45 (downtown hotel)
From: XXXX@comcast.net" 


To: "Jack" 


HOT session!