Dude 312, Hotel Head.

SATURDAY, JANUARY 19, 2013


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Reply d4dhh-35551152@pers.craigslist.org 

NSA BJ IN MY HOTEL...NOW - M4M - 42 (DT SLC) - 42

In my DT SLC hotel, looking for a hung guy to come by, door will be ajar, walk in drop your pants, 
no talking, let me suck your cock till you cum, pull up your pants and walk out.

Looking for now. I am MWM, DDF and expect the same.


He said he was a MWM, Married White Male.  As he was sucking my cock, I notice the gold band on his left ring finger, so that confirmed it.  He was pretty good looking.  I think probably older than 42, more like my age.  He e-mailed me his room number only after I was in the lobby of the Sherriton, Downtown.

He actually gave me the wrong room number, and I wonder if that was on purpose, the the two rooms were right next to each other so when I knocked on the door of 1016, I was a bit surprised when the door marked 1014 opened up, and this guy was there, in his lycra underwear, and invited me inside. 

Maybe he would check me out through the peep-hole before he decided I was suck-worthy.

He was handsome, like this
guy, with salt n pepper hair.

At any rate, I came into his room and he invited me over by the large window.  He wanted me to stand and get head, while he sat in the upholstered chair.  I would be on the 10th floor, in front of a huge floor to ceiling window, looking out over Salt Lake City, while this man bobbed up and down on my dick and I occasionally took over and face fucked him.  I knew no one could see in, but it was kind of exciting just the same.

The blow job was good, and we had discussed earlier that he WOULD let me cum in his mouth, but he would not swallow.  "That's fine by me" I had told him, "just don't pull off when I cum and finish me off by hand."

True to his word, as he worked his oral magic on my ever hardening 5-incher,  I warned him I was close, then once again verbalize the obvious...."oh god, I'm gonna cum!  I'm cumming!"

The hotel cocksucker ramped up his blow job, making sure that I would feel it and go over the crest, but that's not how I like it, and I've learned that all I have to do is grab the offending cock sucker's head, and pull it tight to my body, to halt the oh-so-excessive head bobbing, and usually, they settle for for the much appreciated tongue massage on my increasingly sensitive shaft, frenulum and dick-head.

When I let loose his head, he grabbed the nearby hotel towel, which was near my foot, and spit my gob into it.  Then, as I was panting and watching, he once again grabbed my deflating cock, and spied the last half-pearl of cum, and once again went down in me.  Enough cum for a taste, but not enough to gag on.

He told me not to leave and leapt up and grabbed fom lotion from the credenza, and sat back down in the chair, but not before pulling down the crimson  spandex underwear, and exposing a massive boner.  Where the fuck did that thing come from?

"You got a nice cock" he said as he leaned back and started cranking on his monster.  He was looking not at the two eyes on my face, but at my one-eyed-guy. waist level.  I walked over to his chair, and he took me in his mouth again.  I knew that a cock in his mouth would help him get off, and it did the trick.  In less than a minute he pulled off of me, and looked down at his own dick, which pumped out about a tablespoon is jizz, right below his belly button.

He used the same hotel towel to clean himself as I found my clothes and dressed, getting ready to do the awkward walk of shame.

"I'm in town for business quite often.  Would you be down for doing this again?" he asked.

"Of course" I replied.

I get that all the time.  How great my cock is for sucking, and how much a repeat performance is desired, and in the end, it rarely happens.  Men are weird.


****Update.  Well, indeed this guy did contact me again.  I would guess about a dozen times so far.  He always let's me know when he'll be coming into town and we try to put something together.  Several times, I've gone straight to his hotel room from the guy, early in the morning, showered then hopped up onto the bed, where he settles in to worship my small dick.

The scenerio is the same and predictable.  He sucks me for about 15 minutes, I cum in his mouth, then when I get my wits about me, I return the favor, but luckily for me, he's pretty worked up and cums in about two minutes.  We both spit.  He's been an excellent regular, and you'd never in a million years guess he was a cock sucker.