Dude 315, Oh shit!

I don't know what is going on with me.

I knew that Sugar Bear was going to come over around noon and give me a killer blow job, but that didn't stop me from going out this morning and sucking off the red-haired boy in North Salt Lake, now did it?    In fact, it inspired me!  I knew sucking off that kid would get me extra horny, and it did.

Then, sure enough, Sugar Bear came over and gave me another mind blowing orgasm.  He claimed that my cock was extra fat and hard today.  I don't know about that, but damn Sam, he gives one hell of a nice blow job!

So, not long after he leaves, I'm not horny of course, but then again, I kind of am.  Not physically horny, but .....I don't know how to describe it, maybe emotionally horny.

Have I turned into one of those guys that craves the affection of another guy, and is just hooking up to fill the void?  Maybe, I don't know.  But, I did have the desire to hook up again.  Not to just get off, but maybe suck some dick, or even fuck.....which doesn't usually get me off anyway.

So, all day long, I'm checking out Craigslist, and turning on Grindr, and Adam4Adam.  I don't get much action.  One guy on Grindr (a handsome 25 year-old) flirts with me a bit, and wants nakid pictures of me.  We trade pics, but I wouldn't send him a face pic, so that ended our chat.

Finally, around 6:30 PM, I responded to a Craigslist post.

COME FUCK ME WHILE ANOTHER WAITS HIS TURN - M4M - 37 (SLC )

Come over get naked we make out suck, lick, you fuck me as another guy

Walks in and waits his turn to mount me when your done you can leave or watch as I get fucked again.
Please send stats, pics, and ill reply with mine.
Need a few good men.

Posting ID: 360837425       Posted: 2013-02-10, 5:51PM MST

We traded some e-mails, and he asked for a face pic.  I sent him a tiny 4kb photo, my face wearing sunglasses, and voila, he sent back a face pic and invited me over to fuck.

I grabbed some rubbers and lube from the dresser drawer, swallowed a 25mg Viagra, hopped in the Jetta and headed up towards the University.

I followed his instructions to his building, a big old house, converted into several apartments.  I went upstairs and found unit  #5, opened the unlocked door and entered his apartment.  I took my shoes off and as described, found him in the adjoining bedroom naked on the bed.

He was about like I had imagined, when I saw his pic.  He was kind of avant-guard looking.  Something  between Emo/punk/fag.  He reminded me of James Duvall, the actor.

I took off my pants and boxers, but left on my shirt and socks.  I crept up on the bed, and wagged my cock at his face, and he got the idea and started sucking me off.  When I was good and hard, I got a rubber, opened the package and put it on.

I pushed "James" down on the bed to let him know it was now time to fuck.  I didn't mess around either.  I just poured some lube in his crack, and found the asshole between his cheeks with my hard dickhead, and started to push in.

He moaned and gasped as my dick head passed the first ring in his ass, and I just held it there for a minute.  I'm not sure that's the right thing to do,  but I hear about other bloggers doing it that way, and I figure they must know.

One of these days I must take a cock in my ass, so I can see what the hell if feels like on the other side of the stick.

So, I'm pushing in, and he's moaning, but letting me know it's moans of pleasure, and I keep pushing in farther and farther.  More moaning and gasping, but he's not telling me he's in pain, so I just keep going for it.  When I'm sunk in about 3/4, I start thrusting, and he's loving it.  Each thrust goes just a little deeper until I'm sinking it into the hilt on every stroke.

We get into a hot an heavy rhythm,  and he's moaning and groaning and telling me how good it feels, and  "fuck me, oh god, that feels so good, oh, keep fucking me." and I'm feeling like a real porn star.

I think I was going to switch it up, and have him roll over on his back, when I pulled out for a sec, and....oh god.....oh shit.  Yup, it's messy.

I said.  "Uh oh."   and he knew something was wrong.

I said,  "Do you want to go clean up, and we can continue?"  

He was embarrassed, and I was embarrassed, but hey.  **it happens, right?

It wasn't a lot or anything, but there the condom was "dirty" and there was some "dirt" on my shirt.

As he was in the bathroom, I went to the kitchen and removed the poopy condom, and took off my shirt, and cleaned up as best as I could in the kitchen sink, also using the dish towel.

When round two commenced, my Viagra fortified dick, had softened somewhat, but James was a trooper and gave it more mouth-to-cock resuscitation.

I put on another condom and proceeded to fuck that guy for another 30 or 40 minutes.  I knew I probably wasn't going to cum, although I got close a couple times, so I thought I would just fuck this guy until one of us gave out.  I got aggressive   Ear and neck biting.  Head pushing.  I rolled him over and fucked him on his back, then rolled him over and fuck him on his stomach again.  I pushed his head down into the pillows to muffle his moans.

At one point I asked, "want to keep going?"

His response "are you kidding?  Don't you?"

And so I fucked him some more.  He never quit moaning.

It finally wore me out. and I hopped off, peeled off the condom and searched for my clothes.  I just put on my down parka on without my shirt, because I wasn't going to wear a shitty shirt.  Instead, I carried it out.  I did the walk of shame, to my car and drove home.

I e-mailed James to thank him for being a good sport.  He said I was welcome back anytime.

We'll see.




****Update.  I never returned.