Dude 360, Bend me over in my garage

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 2013

 Bend me over in my garage it's nice out (Sugarhouse)

I am 5'11" one hundred seventy five. Brown hair. find me working in my garage I act surprised you come over spin me around and bend me over. Put on a condom and lube up fuck me good and go. No strings no games use me. Send all stats in first pic is even better. No endless emails.

• Location: Sugarhouse
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Posting ID: 4167958477

  

Posted: 2013-11-02, 6:08PM MDT

This is the post I answered, and it went pretty much how he wanted, except when he gave me his address he added: "

"Better yet my lights will be off but when you open truck door those lights will come on "

I texted him, after I parked on the street near his house, and as I was walking to his garage, that "I had arrived.  Get ready."  I found the garage, and went in the side door.  It was completely dark, so I used my phone to illuminate it somewhat.  I heard a noise coming from the house, and this lanky naked dude, came skittering out of the house, across the patio and into the detached garage.  He saw me there with my phone held up for light, but didn't look at me and instead headed for the suburban, opened up the drivers door, and leaned in over the seat.

There was a pump bottle of lube and condoms on the floor of the vehicle, along with a towel.  I pumped a squirt of lube on his ass and got my dick hard by rubbing it on his crack.  He stroked my cock, but made no effort to guide it to his hole, and instead handed me a condom.

I put it on and let the fucking commence.

The coitis itself was not noteworthy.  He moaned and groaned, and after I had been at it awhile, he urged me to cum for him, cum in his ass.  Of course he meant cum in the condom which was on my cock, but I knew what he meant.

I had not said a word up until he asked me to cum a second time, and I told him he was going to take daddy's dick a long time.  See, the condom wasn't doing it for me, but I had taken a Viagra, so I just kept up the assault on his ass, even though I knew I wasn't going to cum.  I was going to fuck as long as I could.

"No, I can't take it any more, I'm sore" he moaned.

Ok, fine.

I pulled out and peeled off the rubber, and said, "maybe I can get off by rubbing on you, and I'll cum on your back."

He seemed Okay with that and I fucked the top part of his crack, and it took only a minute before I was jizzing all over his back.  Not shooting mind you, more dribbling.  But that's always been me.  Never a shooter, always a dribbler.

I pulled up my pants, did up my belt and left.

We exchanged a couple of pleasant e-mails, but I doubt I'll be back.  I'm not that good of a top anyway, and if I'm not going to get off, then what's the point?

But I guess you  never know.  Sometimes I just get the itch to fuck, and the nasty anon scene usually gets me going.