Dudes 289 and 290, The Smokers.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Today I was off work, but I still had work to do.  One problem:  I am horny.

I posted on CL.  I was looking for dick to suck.  It's been awhile since I had a cock in my mouth, and watching some porn made me crave it all the more.

The only responses I got were from two guys, older than me, and BOTH flaked out.

I finally deleted my post and started to get to work.

"Morning.  How are you?" 

I had turned Grindr on my iPhone, and really forgot it was on, when I heard the familiar chirp.

"Morning.  How are you?"

This guy has messaged me twice before, but I never got the message in time, and I always just said "hi" back.

Today however, I replied, "Horny, how about you?"

So, that started the ball rolling.  He sent a face pic.

So, I sent a pic of me in a shirt, tie and boxer shorts, with my face scrubbed out, and for good measure, a picture of my dick.

He in turn, sent back a shirtless pic.

"So, wanna play?"  He asks.

"Are you STD free, HIV neg, and a non smoker?"  I ask.

He sent a face pic.

STD Free, Negative, but I smoke."

Rats!  The smoker!  I hate smokers!  But hey, this kid looked smoking hot!

Decisions decisions.

So, I decided to invite him over.

Boy, am I glad I did! When he got here he was indeed, smoking hot!  He was a couple inches shorter than me, and I am a couple inches shorter than normal. So yeah, he was short.  When I got his clothes off, I discovered he had an almost perfect body. And a great dick! Slightly bigger than mine so it looked quite big on his smallish body.

I wasted no time in going down on him, he was already hard.

I sucked for only a few minutes and he asked if I minded if he had a hit of some poppers. Of course not.

He in turn,

sent back a shirtless pic. 

After he took a whiff of his poppers, he went wild and started forcing my head down on his rock hard dick. He became frenzied, almost manic.  He didn't know whether to shove my head down on his hard dick, or grab mine through my pants.

I decided to take off my pants. And he grabbed my boner through my boxers.  I sucked some more, then took down my boxers and thrust my dick at his face. Without hesitation he went down on me and sucked me feverishly.

This went on for several minutes. Occasionally he would take a whiff of poppers and go almost crazy.  He pulled me off of his dick several times as he was getting too close to orgasm.

I asked him if he wanted me to get at his ass.

"I don't know, I'm not sure I'm ready for that" he said.

I sucked his dick some more, until he pulled me off again, and then I put my cock in his mouth and he sucked me for a few minutes.

He wasn't that into sucking me, but man, I sure loved sucking his dick.

I asked if I could finger his ass, and he agreed. I went upstairs to grab some lube and returned and he was on his back on the floor.

I lubed up my finger and's gently massaged his button. He kind of got into it but grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back onto his rock hard dick

Of course, it was only a minute later and he felt like he was going to cum again and pulled me off.

So I fingered his ass for a while and then went back down on him with my mouth, it wasn't too long before he announced once again, he was going to cum.

I decided not to delay the inevitable, and went to town on him sucking him harder and harder until he blew his load only a few seconds later.

He moaned and squirmed and became very hard!

He was pulling me onto his dick by my hair, and honestly I loved it!

He let me off briefly and I swallowed, and I went back down on him to milk him through his orgasm.

I tenderly licked until he became too sensitive.

After that, he just lay there, and I got up and washed my hands in the kitchen sink.

When I returned, he was still laying on the floor, with the terry cloth towel on his groin. It appeared he had no intention of getting up, getting dressed, or leaving.

And indeed, that was the case.

He stuck around and chatted for at least a half hour, maybe 45 minutes. And it turns out he was the sweetest nicest kid ever.

He told me about himself a little, his work, and his former boyfriend of three years. He told me about his break up, and queried me on why I was still single. Why I never had a boyfriend, and didn't people know that since I was 50, no kids, never married, and didn't date girls, didn't they think I was gay?

So finally he dressed and left and we told each other we would meet up again. Who knows if that will actually happen. People say a lot of things. I surely would not mind meeting this kid again.

*** Update.  Typical.  I contacted him and we made a date for the following Sunday.  He stood me up and I never heard from him again.  What a flake.


(Part II, Dude 291)

Later in the day, while continuing to work, I got another chirp on Grindr.  Another young kid hit me back.  I had messaged him earlier in the day, and later he asked for pics, but I blew him off, because I was hooking up with the aforementioned hottie above.

By this time, I had sucked some dick, but I still had not busted a nut, so I was pretty horny.

I sent him some of my pics, and here is his response:

So, he sent me his coordinates on Grindr, which is a map, with a pinpoint of his phone's GPS location, and I drove over there.  He said to message him when I was close, and I did.  I knew I was either in front of his house or his neighbors house, but I still didn't know exactly which house was his.

I sent a total of 3 messages, before I finally gave up and drove home.

I was home for about 10 minutes when he hits me back again:  You coming or not?

I told him I had already came, then left.  He claims he never got the message, and he was waiting for me naked in his garage.  "come back" he pleaded.

So, I came back.  This time he provided me with his house number, and told me just to walk in the open garage.

I did as instructed, and as I got halfway inside the garage, a nice looking naked latino kid, stepped out from a tiny back room.  He was better looking than his photos, but smelled a little of cigarette smoke.

We didn't speak much.  I dropped my cargo shorts and boxers, and pushed him to his knees saying "get me hard."

He gave quite a good blowjob.  So good in fact that I thought maybe I would just let him get me off with his mouth.

But honestly, I was in the mood to fuck.  It's been awhile, and I had the itch to do some in-out, in-out.

When I was plenty hard I guided him up and off of my dick, then bent him over the hood of his car, grabbed the lube and condoms next to my cargo shorts, and applied some lube to that crack of his coffee colored butt.

It ran down his crack, and I pushed it into his hole with my fingers.  They went in pretty easily, and I worked his tunnel a bit, and he seemed ready to accept my dick.

I put my dick in his crack, and he backed on to it, while I pushed inside.  He then pulled himself off my dick and said "condom" and opened up one of the two condoms I brought with me, and handed it to me.

Like a pro porn star, I put in on my hard dick.......backwards.  It kind of unrolled a little bit, then became difficult.  I finally figured out what I had done in the dim light of the garage and put it on correctly, then with one swift thrust, I buried my bone in his butt.

He took it and moaned and sighed, but he did not fight it.   I started fucking away and it felt nice.  In fact, it felt very nice, even with the condom, and I knew I was very likely to get my rocks off quickly.

And so I fucked, and within 3 or 4 minutes I climaxed.  I could have relaxed.  Backed off for a few minutes, then gone again, but in the past, this has often times led to me not cumming at all.

So, I was stingy, and announced "I'm gonna cum" and I shot my wad into the condom, deep inside his asshole.

The kid did his part and helped me milk out the last of the pleasure from the fuck, and I pulled out, and peeled off the condom, and let it fall on the concrete floor, next to the wrapper.

I found my boxers and shorts and put them on over my greasy lubed semi hard dick, and thanked the guy for having me over.  He said, "yah, it was nice."

Okay.  I guess "nice" doesn't mean "fantastic fuck." but I never claimed to be a power fucker anyway.

I fled home and continued my work.  Later on, when I sat down to write this blog entry, I went back onto Grindr, to download the map, and the guys profile is gone, along with our conversation.

BLOCKED.

This is what happens when a dude blocks you.

I'm guessing I won't be invited back to his garage.