Dude 305, working class

Uuuugh.  Dude 305 did get me off, but it's an experience I'd rather not repeat.

The daylight savings time change has me up real early.   I mean REAL early, like before 4AM.  And even though I have to leave for work early, I still have plenty of time to look at porn, read my blogs, and just for fun, post on Craigslist.

So, this dude hits me back:


From: Randy <Randy731@hotmail.com>
To: pm6pt-3390091644@pers.craigslist.org
Sent: Tuesday, November 6, 2012 5:11 AM

Subject: I want pre-dawn head m4w - m4m - 50 (slc)

hey hit me up asap would love to come and deep throat and swallow your cock right now my number is 8015551212?? text me I'm ddf non smoker
Randy


We play e-mail tag for a bit, and he says he can be here in 30 min, but would be better if I could pick him up at the trax station.

I tell him maybe I could meet him by the trax station by my house, and he could suck me off in the cargo box of my big truck.

He agrees, and I jump in the shower.

Somewhere along the line, he decides he doesn't want to come to the trax station by my house, and instead meet at the one downtown.  Well, fuck you buddy, it's congested, the streets are narrow, and there's no where private to park a big truck down there.

Finally I figure out that for him to take a bus from his place, change to trax, then change again, it's gonna be too late, so I ask him to tell me where he is and stay put, and I'll come by and get him.

Sure enough, he's at the busiest trax station, by the sports arena, so I tell him to start walking, and I found him hoofing it, a few blocks from there.

"Randy" jumped in the cab of my truck, and I couldn't help but hide my disappointment.   He smelled of cigarette smoke, even though he claimed to be a non smoker, and he had a missing front tooth.  He was as short and fat as he claimed to be, so no surprises there.  I looked him up on Facebook, and he only had the one picture.  It wasn't so bad, but unfortunately, he may clean up well, but in person he didn't look as good as his photo.

We drove my big truck a block away to an empty parking lot down town.  I opened up the side door of the cargo box, and let down the expandable stairs, and we both went in.  I sat on a little chair I had in there and he knelt before me and started sucking me off.

It wasn't a bad BJ, but wasn't the best either.  His dirty hands were cold on my dick when he tried to enhance the bj with a hand job.  I finally had to tell him, "less hands, more mouth" and he continued with an all mouth bj, occasionally scraping my dick with missing tooth.  Actually, I guess it was the remaining tooth doing the scraping.

After the normal amount of time, I was about to cum, and he pulled off to catch his breath.  I managed to  whisper, "don't stop now" and he went back at it and got me to cum.  I felt him try to pull off as I ejaculated, and I countered by holding his head in place, but he wasn't having any of it, and pulled off anyway, and we both watched as my orgasm continued and ended with pearls of sperm, working their way to the tip of my dick, and running onto his fist, which was encircling my rod.

I will say I'm thankful, he didn't let any of my cum run down into my underwear or jeans below, and I quickly grabbed a paper towel and handed it to him, so he wouldn't fling it or wipe it somewhere I didn't want it to go.

He fled pretty quickly, and I was grateful , both for the blowjob, and that he left quickly.

He hit me back two more times in the morning, asking when we could do it again, and once again this evening.  I'm just gonna have to be honest and tell him "I don't think we're a good match."