Dude 464? or was it a repeat?

Okay.  It was a repeat.

Which means I need to take back the number 464 and assign it to the next random dude.

I did just get a mediocre BJ from a super hot young guy.

He is actually Dude 389.

His Grindr profile said simply "Discreet."

There was no photo.  No Age. No height. No weight.

I think I might have messaged him first, but he took hours to respond back.  He sent me his pic and asked for mine.  I sent him a face pic (something I'm less hesitant to do these days) and then a dick pic.

His next question was whether I wanted to come over to his place and get "serviced" by him.

Hell Yes!

I didn't recognize him from his photo, but once I got to his place and saw him in person, I was pretty sure I had been with this guy before.

I didn't mention it, and neither did he.

He led me to the spare bedroom aka computer room/office/art room/sewing room and he knelt before me.  He was a super cute kid, with a killer build and soft spoken polite demeanor.  He undid my jeans and slid them to my knees, then pulled down my boxers.

I was totally soft, and I must admit, a little small looking.

He gave a truly delicate BJ with little suction or tongue action, but he did bring me to full mast in a minute or two.

I pulled my pants and boxers down, and off one leg to allow me to widen my stance, then asked if he minded that I sit on his computer chair.  He said fine.

Quickly he resumed his almost suctionless BJ, and his technique was to bob up and down, super fast.

Frankly, I prefer a slow, very slow head bob, with lots of tongue and plenty of suction, but this time I didn't verbalize my preference, and just watched as the blond twink worked hard bobbing my knob.

I crested a few minutes later and gasped that I was cumming, as I unloaded my wad into the boy's mouth.  We had discussed him "sucking to completion" so he took it, but I'm not sure he really wanted it.

I held his head down on my prick until my orgasm was fully enjoyed, and then let him loose.  He pulled off, looked at me and then swallowed, and I panted and recovered.  With my deflating cock in his thin twink fingers, another pearl of cum appeared from the pee hole, and he correctly bent down and licked up the last drop.

Good boy.

I didn't want to deal with that anyway.

As I was getting myself together, and doing up my pants, I brought up the subject of our meeting before.  He looked like a deer in the headlights.  He could recall living near where I had picked him up.  I reminded him of the conversation we had about his trip to Guadalajara Mexico.  He said he had been there, yes, but didn't remember me or the conversation.

As I drove away, I messaged him on Grindr, thanking him and recounted another detail of our previous conversation.

His response, was simply "Thanks for Cumming."

I was not 100% sure it was the same kid, until writing this entry in my blog.  It forced me to go through past entries, and look at the photos.  Sure enough, same tattoo on his abdomen.