Jet lag sucks.
Although last night my clock said it was just after 10:PM, my body and wristwatch said it was 6:30 AM, and indeed it was. In Munich.
Here in SLC I was sleep deprived yet not sleepy after a 10 hour flight, a 4 hour layover (with blowjob) and another 5 hour flight.
I decided to take an Ambien at 10:30 PM, and got some good sleep. I woke up rested and refreshed, at 3:30 AM. Grrrr. I was still a little whacked out from the Ambien too.
That didn't stop me from making coffee, looking at porn and then I turned on Grindr.
This guy hit me up. We've chatted before, and the talk turned to sex, and he invited me over for a blow job. I think the idea of giving a dude head outside in his back yard seemed pretty exciting.
I drove to the street coordinates, and he told me where to park. Then said, "come up the alley." I thought, man, I hope this guy isn't gonna stab me.
But, I went anyway, and saw the light from the guys smart phone as a beacon to walk towards in the pitch black darkness.
I really couldn't make out his face, but got a glimpse of his body type. It was pretty much what I suspected. Kind of Seth Rogen-ish. He had curly hair and glasses, unlike his photo.He led me to a lawn chair in the back yard of a house, and I pulled down my pants and he pulled down his.
His blow job was excellent, and even though he was jacking his dick most of the time, he was clearly paying attention to mine.
I don't usually escalate to orgasm that quickly, but I this time he started the launch sequence from the get-go, and in about 5 minutes, I unloaded into his mouth. Even though I was basically through cumming, he kept me in his mouth for extra credit.
When he was through, I said, "Thanks, that was great. Did you cum too?""Yah."
That explains the lingering mouth work on my dick. He was still tasting me to get himself off.
I bailed and whispered over my shoulder. "Thanks again, that was hot."
He whispered back. "Yah. It was!"
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