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I haven't sucked dick in like, forever.
So, I posted (again) mid Friday afternoon. This was the first response I got back.
"30 6'2" DDF. Straight just looking to get my rock off."
He said he was in Sugarhouse, and could shower and come over now. Good with me! I was afraid since he didn't give his weight, he was going to be a fatty, although from the pic he sent, he didn't look fat.
And he wasn't . Farthest thing from it. I'll bet he didn't weigh more than 160 lbs. and he was over 6' tall! He had about a 29" waist.
His dick was just a little bigger than mine, and completely shaved (rats). I sucked him and he participated very little. He just lay back and let me do the work. No hands, no touching, but there were gasps and whimpers of pleasure. I knew he liked what I was doing, and his dick fit so well in my mouth.
He didn't say anything when he was about to cum, but I knew it was happening. His breathing got all weird, his skinny tight little tummy got rock hard, and I soon felt intense pulses from his dick in my mouth.
I just kept on gently sucking and bringing him through his bliss.
It was weird, but his jizz had absolutely NO taste. It wasn't foreign at all. Like it belonged to me. And of course, now it did.
I pulled off, and threw him the terry cloth towel, while I got up to get a drink of water, to chase down the oyster. I could see him shaking, while wiping his crotch with the cum rag (although there was nothing really left to clean up.)
I recognized the wobbly legged actions of trying to stand, and put on the underwear, after having been turned inside out by a powerful blow job.
Later we chatted for just a minute and he confessed that I was only the second dude to suck his dick.
The first guy couldn't get him off, and he was a little surprised and how quickly I had been able to. He also added the situation with the first guy wasn't ideal. The guy was heavy, they did it in some dusty shed, while standing.
I e-mailed later, thanking him for allowing me to suck his great cock. He responded back:
"Thank you too. That may have been the best bj I've had. No gagging even. "
Sent from my iPhone
*******Udpadate. He returned a week later and I blew him again. This time he stuck around to chat for a minute. He confesses that he was nervous before, and even told me he had brought a gun in case things got weird. A gun? Really? Geeze. I never considered that someone would bring a gun to a blowjob.
That was the last time I saw him. I invited him back again, but got ignored. Oh well. Two times was okay with me.
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