CL Encounter #19

CL Encounter #19

So, a few days ago, e-mailed a guy up north, that "just wanted to suck somebody off." Cool. We made tentative plans to do it this Friday morning.. I told him I would like to do it early, but he never got back to me, although in an earlier e-mail, he sent me his cell phone number.

I e-mailed him early, then called at 8:00 AM. I could see where this was leading, another flake, and another day without getting a blow job......no thanks.

I started to scour the CL posts. I found 2 posts by twenty-somethings, wanting to give head, and a 50 something guy in West Jordon who was advertising:

giving blow jobs: now (West Jordan)

NO ENDLESS EMAILS.
Come in, sit down. I suck, you leave.
You send stats and pic, and I'll send you stats, pic, and address.
If this post is still up, I'm still giving head.

I e-mailed all three, knowing I didn't have a chance with the twenty somethings, (but who can blame a guy for trying) and of course West Jordan hit me back right away. Fine with me, I just want to spunk in someone's mouth.

West Jordon e-mails back with his address, and says I might have to wait in line, as a couple of guys are scheduled to arrive about the same time. Hmmmmmm. Should I be excited or frightened?

I'm here for the new experiences, so I take my chances.

I drove to out to bum-fuck-egypt, and as I'm looking for the address, I see another older guy in a blue car, also checking HIS notes while driving around.

Must be one of the the other dudes.

I circle the block, and find the house but Blue Car isn't there. I park and get out, just as Blue Car pulls up. I look at him, nod my head, and go to the porch. Above the door knob is a little note: "Door is open, come in and go upstairs."

I did as the note instructed. When I got there, I was greeted by a 50-something dude, shaved greying hair, wearing wire rim glasses, and assless black leather chaps over a jock strap. "Hello." He greeted me.

"I think there's another guy here for the same thing, outside" I said.

"I know, I was watching from the window" he responded as he gestured toward the window in the bedroom that overlooked the street below.

"If he comes up, are you cool with that" Assless Chaps asked me. "Sure, I guess" I responded.

So, we get down to business, and "Assless" is rubbing his jock strapped package. I sit on the edge of bed and he begins to rub some life into my soft dick, without removing his glasses. After only a minute, he stands up, and goes to re-arrange the pillows on the tall bed, so I can lay back.

"Do you want me to just get on the bed and lean against the head board?" I ask. "If you want" he says.

I did want, and I put the pillows back up against the headboard and got into position. Assless pulls off my shoes, cargo shorts and boxers and he got into position between my legs. He started sucking me off.

Just then we heard the door slam, and Mr. Blue Car came up stairs and stood in the doorway. He was in his baseball cap, blue jeans and T-shirt and he looked like a confused farmer for just a minute, then he started rubbing his crotch.

Assless was chewing on my knob, and looked up at me. He knew someone was at the door, but courteously continued sucking me off. I motioned to Blue Car, and he approached the bed, and opened his pant. A fat 6 incher plopped out, so I gave it a few tugs with my hand.

Moments later, another dude appeared in the doorway. He looked to be in his late 50s and in pretty bad shape. 5'8", maybe 240 lbs with a Beer Belly, crew cut gray hair and and if I'm not mistaken, a tooth or two missing. Pictrure George Gobel, but not that good looking. He came in and stood next to Blue Car, and pulled out his stubby fat dick.

I guess Blue Car wasn't feeling the love, because he zipped up and left. So, Beer Belly took his place, and I grabbed his short rod and proceeded to give him a bit of dick rubbing while Assless continued to blow me. There was minute or two where assless decided he wanted to eat my ass, so I let him. Unhappy with the angle, he pulled my ass to the edge of the bed and he got down and went to town on my hairy butt. When he took a little break, I pointed my hard-on at his face, indicating: Ass-eating over. Blow job to continue please.

Beer Belly was producing a nice amount of precum, which I graciously rubbed around the head of his dick, and occasionally Assless would pull off of me, and suck his knob. I wanted to tell him that I was here first, and to knock that shit off, but Assless was doing a pretty good job of manually jacking my dick while sucking Beer Belly, so I let it slide. Once in a while Beer Belly would rub my hairy chest, or reach down and play with my balls, so I guess it was all cool.

It took me a while to get to the top of Mount Orgasm, like usual, but pretty soon, I was taking loud shallow breaths and Assless was sucking like a thirsty calf. Just when I began to moan with orgasmic delight, he pulled off and jacked my cock feverishly, and I opened up my eyes to see white pearls of sperm cumming out of my dick head and flying all over the place with Assles' violent hand job. Fuck! 
Nice orgasm.

Beer Belly just watched, I still had his slippery knob in my hand. His semi toothless expression didn't change much. In fact, I don't think Beer Belly said one word the whole time. Maybe he was a mute.

Assless said to me "there are towels and stuff in the bathroom", so I gathered my composure, and got up off of the bed and went in there. Beer Belly didn't waste any time and peeled off his clothes and laid where I used to be. Assless went right to work on Beer Belly's short shaft.

I wet a wash cloth and cleaned my self up. I returned to the bedroom where my clothes lay in a pile. Assless and Beer Belly hardly acknowledged me. I kind of felt tossed away. I said thanks and was out the door.

Although there was no sign of the other guy, I saw his empty car parked out front. Maybe he was out walking the neighborhood, or maybe he was inside, quietly robbing Assless' house!


Update:

It's Monsday morning, and I really need to get working, but I check out the CL posts anyway. I see this:

You took my Virginity. - 45 (Kearns/WVC)


A few weeks ago, I came  to your house and went up stairs where you where giving oral to the guy on the bed. After you finished him, you laid me back, sucked me some then you slowly started to Fu** me for the 1st time. You were wearing black leather, and it so HOT. I want to do that again..I am available tomorrow morning for a couple of hours, before work. You know who you are. Please contact me soon, or anyone else that would be interested in doing me.
Location: Kearns/WVC


I'm pretty sure I know who posted this.....Beer Belly. In fact I e-mailed him and confirmed it.

Oh another thing. I just looked at this story I wrote. I actually wrote it weeks ago when it happened. I don't know who I am anymore. My writing is so aggressive, and I made myself out to be some kind of super Criagslist porn star. I'd ask you to forgive me, but I'm kind of enjoying it.

Craigslist Experience #17 & 18

Guy 17 was actually very cool. A little older than me, advertised he just wanted to suck cock. What a coincidence, I just wanted my cock sucked. Man, Craigslist is such a simple wonderful tool.

He was older than me, several days growth on his graying beard. He had close cropped gray hair, like a flat top. He was staying in a 5th wheel trailer at the KOA. It was a pretty nice trailer, and he had an expensive big pick up truck with Texas plates, so I'm assuming he is in town for a temporary work assignmnent.

He invided me into the trailer. It was kind of dark, all the blinds and curtains drawn. Wheel of Fortune playing on the TV. (That didn't help me concentrate.)  I just took off shoes and pants and sat on his couch. He helped me with my boxers, then he helped himself to my dick.

A few times he took it out of his mouth to lick around the head, and lick my nut sack as well, his lengthy beard stubble poked at my dick, but over all it was a good blow job. It was the usual, as I was climaxing, I told him I was going to cum, he sucked with a little more concentration, and I unloded in his mouth, while muttering the usual obscenities. "You fucker, you dirty cock sucker, oh fuck, fuck man" Stuff like that. It sounds so contrived as I write it, but at the time, it was flowing from my mouth like syrup.

Finally I pulled him off of my sensative dick, and he must have swallowed. he sat in the Lazy-boy at an angle to the couch, and sat back and rocked.

"What's it taste like?" I asked as I was searching for my underwear.

"Cum." he said, as if he really couldn't be bothered with an conversation. He then elaborated how some guys taste a little different.

I dressed, shook his hand, and asked if I might be able to come back. He said "sure."

I've e-mailed a couple of times. He's never responded.

Guy #18 was also an older guy. Much bigger, like 6'2" and probably 250 at least. He wasn't in bad shape (for the shape he was in.)  He came from his office, and I asked him to drive to the empty lot across the street from my house, and call me.

In our e-mail exchange, I told him about the guy that I put across my lap and spanked. He said he hoped I wouldn't have to do that to him, and he wanted me to tell him what a dirty little cock sucker he was while he was blowing me. What ever floats your boat man.

He was actually pretty good, and I didn't have to correct him at all. I wonder if he was disappointed?

I told him to spread out the blue blanked and jack off for me as he was blowing me. We were both naked. I was watching twink porn on the TV, and he wanted to keep sneaking peaks, but it would have been hard for both of us to watch, so I won, and he had to be content with just my dick.

A few times I told him he was a "dirty little cock sucker" and he would say mmmmm-hmmmm because his mouth was full. Then I grabbed his head and brought his ear to my mouth and loudly whispered how he was to jack off, but not to cum until I was coming or I WOULD put him over my knee. He went back down on me and said again mmmmm-hmmmm.

It took a while longer that I hoped it would, and longer than he hoped it would too, as he said his jaw was getting tired, and he thought he was a better cock sucker than that.

But, like a trooper, he went back to work, on both our dicks.

Of course the inevitable happened, I climaxed, spewed out the dirty talk as I was spewing in his mouth, although I made sure to include "dirty little cocksucker" in the verbiage. He made yummy noises while I was cumming.

"Now your turn," I said. He started jacking in earnest, and after only a minute deposited on or two small pearls of cum on my foot.

I thanked him and he said it was hot. We both dressed and he asked me if he could maybe bring a friend the next time. I said I'd think about it.

Some weeks later, he e-mailed again. This time he sounded even more submissive and called me Master Jack, and could he please be allowed to come by and suck my cock.

We made plans for him to come the next day, so I didn't jack off in anticipation of him coming by at lunch time again.

I waited and waited. I e-mailed and got no response. Another fucking CL flake. Of course.

He then e-mailed late in the day:

I am so sorrry master Jack. I was called off to do the job that was supposed ot be done by an associate that had to undergo emergency surgery today. I am a bad cocksucker. Please excuse me. Fuck, i actually dreamt of the way your cum shoots in my fucking mouth. You are a perfect mouth fucker. Amazing. I will let you know when i get back, if thats ok. I am so bummed, and horny.

I still haven't heard from him, but it was a nice compliment just the same.

Craigslist Experience #17 & 18

Guy 17 was actually very cool. A little older than me, advertised he just wanted to suck cock. What a coincidence, I just wanted my cock sucked. Man, Craigslist is such a simple wonderful tool.

He was older than me, several days growth on his graying beard. He had close cropped gray hair, like a flat top. He was staying in a 5th wheel trailer at the KOA. It was a pretty nice trailer, and he had an expensive big pick up truck with Texas plates, so I'm assuming he is in town for a temporary work assignmnent.

He invided me into the trailer. It was kind of dark, all the blinds and curtains drawn. Wheel of Fortune playing on the TV. (That didn't help me concentrate.)  I just took off shoes and pants and sat on his couch. He helped me with my boxers, then he helped himself to my dick.

A few times he took it out of his mouth to lick around the head, and lick my nut sack as well, his lengthy beard stubble poked at my dick, but over all it was a good blow job. It was the usual, as I was climaxing, I told him I was going to cum, he sucked with a little more concentration, and I unloded in his mouth, while muttering the usual obscenities. "You fucker, you dirty cock sucker, oh fuck, fuck man" Stuff like that. It sounds so contrived as I write it, but at the time, it was flowing from my mouth like syrup.

Finally I pulled him off of my sensative dick, and he must have swallowed. he sat in the Lazy-boy at an angle to the couch, and sat back and rocked.

"What's it taste like?" I asked as I was searching for my underwear.

"Cum." he said, as if he really couldn't be bothered with an conversation. He then elaborated how some guys taste a little different.

I dressed, shook his hand, and asked if I might be able to come back. He said "sure."

I've e-mailed a couple of times. He's never responded.

Guy #18 was also an older guy. Much bigger, like 6'2" and probably 250 at least. He wasn't in bad shape (for the shape he was in.)  He came from his office, and I asked him to drive to the empty lot across the street from my house, and call me.

In our e-mail exchange, I told him about the guy that I put across my lap and spanked. He said he hoped I wouldn't have to do that to him, and he wanted me to tell him what a dirty little cock sucker he was while he was blowing me. What ever floats your boat man.

He was actually pretty good, and I didn't have to correct him at all. I wonder if he was disappointed?

I told him to spread out the blue blanked and jack off for me as he was blowing me. We were both naked. I was watching twink porn on the TV, and he wanted to keep sneaking peaks, but it would have been hard for both of us to watch, so I won, and he had to be content with just my dick.

A few times I told him he was a "dirty little cock sucker" and he would say mmmmm-hmmmm because his mouth was full. Then I grabbed his head and brought his ear to my mouth and loudly whispered how he was to jack off, but not to cum until I was coming or I WOULD put him over my knee. He went back down on me and said again mmmmm-hmmmm.

It took a while longer that I hoped it would, and longer than he hoped it would too, as he said his jaw was getting tired, and he thought he was a better cock sucker than that.

But, like a trooper, he went back to work, on both our dicks.

Of course the inevitable happened, I climaxed, spewed out the dirty talk as I was spewing in his mouth, although I made sure to include "dirty little cocksucker" in the verbiage. He made yummy noises while I was cumming.

"Now your turn," I said. He started jacking in earnest, and after only a minute deposited on or two small pearls of cum on my foot.

I thanked him and he said it was hot. We both dressed and he asked me if he could maybe bring a friend the next time. I said I'd think about it.

Some weeks later, he e-mailed again. This time he sounded even more submissive and called me Master Jack, and could he please be allowed to come by and suck my cock.

We made plans for him to come the next day, so I didn't jack off in anticipation of him coming by at lunch time again.

I waited and waited. I e-mailed and got no response. Another fucking CL flake. Of course.

He then e-mailed late in the day:

I am so sorrry master Jack. I was called off to do the job that was supposed ot be done by an associate that had to undergo emergency surgery today. I am a bad cocksucker. Please excuse me. Fuck, i actually dreamt of the way your cum shoots in my fucking mouth. You are a perfect mouth fucker. Amazing. I will let you know when i get back, if thats ok. I am so bummed, and horny.

I still haven't heard from him, but it was a nice compliment just the same.

Craigslist Experience #17 & 18

Guy 17 was actually very cool. A little older than me, advertised he just wanted to suck cock. What a coincidence, I just wanted my cock sucked. Man, Craigslist is such a simple wonderful tool.

He was older than me, several days growth on his graying beard. He had close cropped gray hair, like a flat top. He was staying in a 5th wheel trailer at the KOA. It was a pretty nice trailer, and he had an expensive big pick up truck with Texas plates, so I'm assuming he is in town for a temporary work assignmnent.

He invided me into the trailer. It was kind of dark, all the blinds and curtains drawn. Wheel of Fortune playing on the TV. (That didn't help me concentrate.)  I just took off shoes and pants and sat on his couch. He helped me with my boxers, then he helped himself to my dick.

A few times he took it out of his mouth to lick around the head, and lick my nut sack as well, his lengthy beard stubble poked at my dick, but over all it was a good blow job. It was the usual, as I was climaxing, I told him I was going to cum, he sucked with a little more concentration, and I unloded in his mouth, while muttering the usual obscenities. "You fucker, you dirty cock sucker, oh fuck, fuck man" Stuff like that. It sounds so contrived as I write it, but at the time, it was flowing from my mouth like syrup.

Finally I pulled him off of my sensative dick, and he must have swallowed. he sat in the Lazy-boy at an angle to the couch, and sat back and rocked.

"What's it taste like?" I asked as I was searching for my underwear.

"Cum." he said, as if he really couldn't be bothered with an conversation. He then elaborated how some guys taste a little different.

I dressed, shook his hand, and asked if I might be able to come back. He said "sure."

I've e-mailed a couple of times. He's never responded.

Guy #18 was also an older guy. Much bigger, like 6'2" and probably 250 at least. He wasn't in bad shape (for the shape he was in.)  He came from his office, and I asked him to drive to the empty lot across the street from my house, and call me.

In our e-mail exchange, I told him about the guy that I put across my lap and spanked. He said he hoped I wouldn't have to do that to him, and he wanted me to tell him what a dirty little cock sucker he was while he was blowing me. What ever floats your boat man.

He was actually pretty good, and I didn't have to correct him at all. I wonder if he was disappointed?

I told him to spread out the blue blanked and jack off for me as he was blowing me. We were both naked. I was watching twink porn on the TV, and he wanted to keep sneaking peaks, but it would have been hard for both of us to watch, so I won, and he had to be content with just my dick.

A few times I told him he was a "dirty little cock sucker" and he would say mmmmm-hmmmm because his mouth was full. Then I grabbed his head and brought his ear to my mouth and loudly whispered how he was to jack off, but not to cum until I was coming or I WOULD put him over my knee. He went back down on me and said again mmmmm-hmmmm.

It took a while longer that I hoped it would, and longer than he hoped it would too, as he said his jaw was getting tired, and he thought he was a better cock sucker than that.

But, like a trooper, he went back to work, on both our dicks.

Of course the inevitable happened, I climaxed, spewed out the dirty talk as I was spewing in his mouth, although I made sure to include "dirty little cocksucker" in the verbiage. He made yummy noises while I was cumming.

"Now your turn," I said. He started jacking in earnest, and after only a minute deposited on or two small pearls of cum on my foot.

I thanked him and he said it was hot. We both dressed and he asked me if he could maybe bring a friend the next time. I said I'd think about it.

Some weeks later, he e-mailed again. This time he sounded even more submissive and called me Master Jack, and could he please be allowed to come by and suck my cock.

We made plans for him to come the next day, so I didn't jack off in anticipation of him coming by at lunch time again.

I waited and waited. I e-mailed and got no response. Another fucking CL flake. Of course.

He then e-mailed late in the day:

I am so sorrry master Jack. I was called off to do the job that was supposed ot be done by an associate that had to undergo emergency surgery today. I am a bad cocksucker. Please excuse me. Fuck, i actually dreamt of the way your cum shoots in my fucking mouth. You are a perfect mouth fucker. Amazing. I will let you know when i get back, if thats ok. I am so bummed, and horny.

I still haven't heard from him, but it was a nice compliment just the same.

Craigslist Encounter #16

ever wanted a deep throat blow job? - 36 (Dtown)
Reply to: XXXXXXXXX@craigslist.org

be d/d free like me, want to pump your load out and appreciate a really excellent cock sucker. I can host week day mornings.

I responded:

I always want a blow job...deep throat, no throat, no arms or legs doesn't matter to me, as long as it's a mouth and tongue.

I usually (schedule permitting) like to jack off in the morning to porn, but I would certainly accept a nice bj instead. Weekdays are great, I work for myself so no problem getting away (usually)

Im 46, 5'6", 145lbs, a smaller guy. I have a smaller cut dick, I'm told it's easy to suck.

Let me know if we can schedule something. I'll send you a pic, can you send one back? Oh, I'm clean, DDF.

So we put together a plan for me to come over on Wednesday morning.

Monday morning I woke up early, and checked my e-mail. Peter (I'll call him Peter because he kind of looked like Peter Brady from the Brady Bunch) was up e-mailing me at 5:AM asking me if I wanted to come over at 8:00 or 8:15 instead. I was kind of thinking that another dude was going to make a repeat performance, and ask me to top him before work, so I waited until 7:AM to respond. Peter got back to me at 7:45 and said sure, come over at 8:15. I gave him my cell phone number.

A side note: I bought this cell phone for $10 at Shopko, and paid another $15 for 80 minutes of airtime. I'm only going to use this phone for hookups, leaving my real phone homo-free.

Peter sent me a text. I told him I was bad at texting. He texted back. "Call me." So I called and he gave me the address. If I got in the car right now, I'd make it there at about the right time.

I arrived and went up the stairs to his apartment, and I lightly tapped on the door. No answer. I waited a minute, then knocked again harder. He answered right away. I guess I'm going to have to be more forceful.

He invited me in. A pretty hot guy really, and he was a decade younger than me. Dark hair and olive skin, he was wearing boxer shorts and a t-shirt and looked really sexy. I asked if I should make myself comfortable, as I slid off my shoes, and he said "I wish you would. I undressed to his level, and left on my shirt and boxers.

He walked toward me and embraced me, so I reciprocated. I think we may have even kissed. Lots of rubbing and caressing, which led me to rub his crotch, which led me to take down his boxers.

Wow. Nice dick. Good size, but not too huge, perfectly shaped and cut. Nice black bush. I know that I was there to GET a blow job, but I wanted to taste his cock, so I asked him if I could try sucking. "Of course." He said.

He got hard quickly and his dick got big enough to be a little uncomfortable. Well, maybe not uncomfortable, but big enough that it was going to scrape my teeth if I didn't put it a little further in my mouth. He smelled nice too. Clean.

Sucking him and having him run his fingers through my hair made me hornier, and I asked him if he could suck me now.

As some point, he asked if I wanted some porn on the TV. "Sure." I said. "All I have is straight porn." He said. That was okay with me.

I made myself comfortable on the couch. I can't remember now whether he or I took off my boxers and t-shirt, but somehow they got removed.

He knelt in front of me, and started working on my dick. Pretty good but not fantastic. He sure was good looking though, and I was sure enjoying the view of him blowing me.

I told him that I wanted him to jack himself off while he was blowing, and so he said okay, but I should stand.

I didn't want to stand. It's harder to concentrate when I'm cumming, but I wasn't going to interrupt things and get into a debate about it. I stood. He sucked. I watched him, I watched the straight porn. I massaged his shoulders and rubbed his head and ran my fingers through his thick black hair.

He wasn't jacking off much, but I didn't care, as I was once again on my journey to the crest of Mt. Orgasm.

I let him know I was going to cum. My legs started twitching, and actually vibrating, like shivers. It was feeling so good, and then the release, suddenly I could speak again, and I started in with the dirty talk while I was shooting off in his mouth, and gripping his head. I'm not sure what I said exactly, but I'm sure the regular, "Oh fuck," "you cocksucker, muther fucker" now seem to be part of the regular repertoire.

When I couldn't take it any more, and my dick got to sensitive, I released my grip on his head and he got up and went over to the kitchen sink. I don't know if he swallowed or spit, but he did rinse his mouth out with water, and then take a drink of coffee.

While he was there, he actually offered me a cup of coffee. How cordial!

I dressed and he put his boxers on. We chatted for a minute, and I mentioned that he didn't finish jacking off. He said that he got caught up in blowing me and said it was cool that it seemed so intense for me. Nice compliment. I aim to please. I especially aim for the tonsils.

I told him, next time, I'd like to suck him off. Pay him back. He seemed open to the idea. We shook hands and I left.

I e-mailed him back and thanked him, and asked if we could set something up for the following week. He said maybe, and he'd check his schedule. He never got back to me.

As the following Wednesday approached, I e-mailed again. Could I come over? Did he want to come to my place? Did he want me to suck him off this time? If he wanted to just suck me off, that was cool.

I got nothing. I've found that "no response" is the typical Craigslist response for "No thanks. Not interested, quit fucking bothering me grandpa. " I don't think the normal rules of common courtesy apply to us that use Craigslist.

A few weeks went by and I was scouring CL looking for head, and sent him another e-mail. This time he actually did respond, which surprised me.

> I wish I could dude but I'm in the office today.
> I leave town early morning and will be gone on biz for the
> next week. I'll get in touch on my return.
> Dude..you're a sexy guy, you shouldn't have a prob
> hooking it up!
>

I tried once again a couple weeks later.

>Thanks Jack. How was your vacation?

>Dude, I'm taking a break from playing for awhile,

>have some things to figure out.

>Good luck man and be safe.
>

That's the last of Peter the Cocksucker. At least HE gave me the common courtesy of a polite reply.

Craigslist Experience #15

The South American.

So, in trying to find daily or weekly blow jobs or hook ups, I started e-mailing this guy who described himself as Latin and easy going. He said he was "bored, horny and looking for a man" He was 35 years old.

We started e-mailing. I was attracted to the fact that he was 5'6 and 158 lbs, so someone closer to my size, if not my age.

It seemed like we went back and forth for days, maybe weeks, about hooking up, but couldn't seem to get the timing right. I don't think either of us thought to ask the other what we were into.

He lived with his girlfriend, and couldn't get away that often. He always said he could possibly get away by combining it with his trip to the gym, but that was usually at 9PM, and too late for me.

Finally, we made plans for a Saturday Morning. I gave Mijo my cell phone number (maybe not a good idea) He called when he was on his way. He had a typical Spanish (or maybe Brazilian Portuguese) accent.

He looked like a typical latin dude. Shorter than me, a little bit. For a guy that went to the gym everyday, he still had some baby fat. Not much, just normal, but he wasn't "ripped."

We went upstairs to the bedroom. He wanted to caress and touch and undress each other. We did that, hugged, I rubbed his ass, fondled his dick, nuzzled his neck. I asked him if he wanted to kiss.

"No."

He asked me if I wanted to.

"Not really."

The touching and rubbing wasn't really doing much for me. We discussed what to do next. He didn't really like to suck dick. 

Bummer. 

That left few options. I could fuck his ass, or I could blow him. I ended up doing both.

He excused himself to the bathroom to prepare. He brought his own disposable enema. When he returned, I laid him back on the bed and got him hard and started sucking his dick. I knew from previous experience, that I was going to fuck him I had better try to loosen his ass with my fingers, so I asked him if he minded that I wore a glove. He thought that was a good idea. Lots of lube, plenty of dick sucking (by the way, his dick was smaller than mine, and uncut, and totally easy to suck.) and I soon had two gloved fingers in his ass.

I condomed and lubed up, and we fucked for awhile, with him on his back.. It was okay but not fantastic, at lease for me anyway. We ended up with him on his back, legs in the air, me pounding his ass to the best of my ability, and jacking his dick at the same time. Soon, he announced he was going to cum, and I helped him out by continuing to jack his dick. I wanted to watch. He squirted about three white creamy ropes onto his brown hairless tummy.

I pulled out, and he used my shower and cleaned up.

We both said we'd like to try it again. I didn't get to cum, so after he left I called Norm (see CL encounter #11)

Mijo came over about a week later. It was a weekday, around 4 in the afternoon. He was dressed in professional clothes this time. I can't remember if he had a tie on or not. We had discussed that I wanted him to try riding my cock this time.

He prepared himself in the bathroom again and arrived in the bedroom naked. He wanted me to give him a massage. With him on the bed, face down, I straddled his legs, and rubbed his back. He liked this, and it went on for several minutes. My dick rubbed up and down his ass crack several times, getting me hard.

He rolled over and I did his front. He was getting hard too.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"Continue" he responded in his thick accent.

"Continue? What do you mean?"

"Just keep rubbing. It feels nice."

Oh brother. I wanted to get off, not massage the guy all day, but whatever. I continued for awhile. After I bit, I realized this was going to go on as long as I let it, so without asking I just got the glove and worked my magic on his asshole to loosen him up again. When I thought he was ready, I got out the condom, put it on and lubed up. I was on my back, holding my hard dick up for him to sit on.

Mijo had never done this before, and neither had I, and it looked awkward.

It was awkward.

He kind of squatted over me, then duck-walked until he was over my cock. He sat back and slowly impaled himself. It was working, or so I thought.

Then he just sat there. 

 "You gotta do something man, or I'll lose my hard on" I said.

He tried to move up and down, but my dick came out. I don't think he really had the strength in his legs to do it much longer anyway. 

"It's not that easy, you're not very big" he said. 

Wow, what a turn on. He really knows how to say what a guy wants to hear.

Next, I did him doggie style. This went better and he flattened out and I started getting into a good rhythm. He started moaning and then asked me to stop. "You're hurting me" he said.

Okay, we then we tried it face to face like last time, but I kept loosing my erection.

"Why doesn't he stay hard?" Mijo asked.

Fuck. I don't know. Maybe I'm just over it.

I tried a couple more times. It wasn't working for me. Finally, I just started to suck him off, while fingering his ass with my still gloved hand and jacking myself off with the other. It was okay, but part of me just wanted to get this over with and for him to leave.

Finally he blew his load in my mouth. It felt kind of neat to feel his ass hole clamp down on my fingers as he was cumming in my mouth.

I spit out his jizz into a nearby towel.

He asked what time it was. I told him. He was surprised at how late it had gotten, and once again used my shower to clean up.

When he left this time, we shook hands but we both knew it was the last time. He hasn't tried to contact me, nor I him.

Adios Amigo. Via con carne.

Craigslist Experience #14

What the fuck? 

I read these ads on CL from you sub guys, and I just can't help myself. I'm not a mean guy. I'm not a bad guy, I don't like to see people in pain, but fuck, I've done it twice, and I think I kind of like it.

This was the CL post I responded to:

> Cum Slut that needs to Swallow !!!! - m4m - 51 (Salt Lake)
> Reply to: pers-XXXXXXX@craigslist.org
>
>
> 6'0 190 DECENT SHAPE LOOKING TO LEARN TO SWALLOW
> PROPERLY !!!!
>
> I WANT TO HAVE MY FIRST LOAD OF HOT CUM IN MY MOUTH !!
> I WOULD LIKE TO BE TRAINED to DEEP
> THROAT!!
>
> DISCRETE, SQUEAKY CLEAN, PROFESSIONAL!!!!
>
>

We e-mailed back and forth trying to set up a time. He hit me back with this.

>Are you interested in the dominant role as I want to
>be submissive and be told and
>taught what to do.
>
>I am looking fro an occasional hookup to let you
>drain your load and teach me to take it all properly!

I told him I'd give it a shot, and we made an appointment for Friday.

He showed up, pretty early in the morning as we had arranged. He drove a big black Caddy Escalade. He looked like the squeaky clean professional he had described.

I invited him in I and sat down on the couch. He looked a little nervous, and started to unbutton his shirt.

"Wait" I ordered. "I'll tell you, when to do that".

It was like the color drained from his face. He looked at me quickly, then bashfully at the floor and calmly said "yes Sir."

I motioned for him to turn around so I could give him the once over. (I didn't really know what I was doing.)  He turned around for me.

Then I told him to come over to me and rub my dick through my pants to get me hard. Each request was met with a submissive "yes Sir".

I took off my shirt, and told him to undo my pants. He did and he pulled them down. he went for the boxers.

"I didn't tell you to take of my boxers!" I kind of yelled. His arms went limp and his eyes fell to the floor. "Yes Sir" he said. I had him take off his shoes, shirt and pants.

I told him I wanted him to go into my bathroom. There, he would find something hanging on the shower rod. He was to put it on and return to the living room.

Yesterday I went to Family Dollar a store that sells all kinds of stuff, kind of like an even cheaper version of K-mart, and for a few bucks, bought a cheap panty and bra set. It was navy blue and had a little lace on it. God, it was embarrassing waiting at the cash register while paying for that!

Squeaky came out wearing the panties and bra. I told him to stand in front of me and model. He looked a bit humiliated. I hoped he was enjoying it.

I pulled down his blue panties a little bit and played with his dick for awhile, then teased him with my cock. "Lick the tip." "Kiss the head" Finally I let him start sucking me off, which I wanted so badly, but I pretended I didn't, just to further the game.

At one point I told him to go and stand in the corner turn his back to me and jack off, while I looked at porn. "Yes, Sir."

When I was ready, he couldn't wait to get back on my cock.

He was dripping with precum, and a stringy drop fell onto the blanket I had put on the floor at my feet. I figured this was as good as an excuse as any to swat Squeeky's ass.

"God Dammit!" I exclaimed, "you got precum on my blanket. Get over here and lay across my lap!"

Squeeky looked confused, but finally figured out he had to climb on the couch next to me, and lay across my lap, my hard dick poking up into his belly, his poking me in the leg.

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK. Three open handed swats to his hairless bum. "Now get back on your knees and suck my cock!" I ordered.

He did as told.

Shit, I didn't know who I was any more. I NEVER talk to anyone like that.

Squeeky was on my cock only a minute or two, when I felt teeth.

This time I didn't say anything, but reached down and grabbed his hair, and pulled him off my cock. He looked at me with a questioning fear in his eyes.

"Get across my lap" I quietly but firmly said.

He did as he was told. This time, I didn't hear a "yes Sir."

You-SMACK-scraped-SMACK-my-SMACK-dick-SMACK-with-SMACK-your-SMACK-teeth!

His ass was turning kind of pink.

"Now get back down there and suck my cock, and no more teeth!" I commanded.

"Yes Sir" he said in his meek submissive voice.

Taking a cue from the first guy that wanted to be submissive, I pushed his head way down on my cock a few times, until I could sense he was gagging, then I let him off. He never wavered and just kept sucking. Then I grabbed him by the ears and pulled his face up next to mine, and I whispered loudly into his ear:

"Now, I want you to jack your self off while you're sucking me. I know you're horny you dirty fucker, because you're dripping pre cum all over my blanket. I want you to get close to cumming, but you better not cum, fucker. Just keep you self on the edge, and when I get close, I want you to get your self off at the same time. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir" he hurriedly said, and then got quickly back on my cock.

He did just as I told him to do. He would jack his dick, then quit, sucking me off all the while. Finally, I felt my orgasm building, and I had to concentrate. I was alternately watching the twink porn playing on the TV and Squeaky working on my dick. Finally I was getting close, and told him.

He started sucking me with fervor, and jacking off himself as well.

I started moaning and my hips were involuntarily pumping and I started to squirt my cum into his hot mouth. It felt great.

At the height of my orgasm, he must have started to blow too, he kind of forgot his place, and started to bite down on my cock as he was cumming.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING BITE ME! DON'T YOU FUCKING BITE ME!!  I was able to yell.

He opened up his jaw and relieved the pressure, and he was whimpering as he furiously jacked his cock, just below my line of sight. He fucking squirted bucket loads all over the navy blue blanket that I had laid out for him. Good boy.

When he was though I could tell he had my cum in his mouth and he looked up at me. I handed him a terry towel, and told him he could spit. He did. I really can't blame him. Then I handed him a piece of gum.

"Wow, you think of everything" he said. (what happened to "yes. sir?")

I try.

He asked if he could shower. "Sure," I said, "but you're leaving your expensive Tommy Hilfinger boxers here, and you're wearing those blue panties under your clothes when you leave."

He came out of the bathroom after his shower. He had on the panties, but not the bra. He dressed and made some small talk, asking me about my house and stuff. I guess the game was over, because he acted just like an old friend, not like someone who's ass I had just spanked.

I've been using his boxers for a cum rag for awile, and they're getting kind of crusty.

He e-mailed back once and asked if he could come over again. I responded back, but I never heard from him again.

If he does come over again, he'll get similar treatment, but he'll go home with those crusty boxers on under his clothes!

Craigslist Experience #13

Okay, so this morning, like many mornings these days, I woke up early, just before 6:AM, and looked at my e-mail. Next stop on the internet, Craig's List. I had a side job yesterday, and didn't jack off, so I was horny. Shoot me. 

Thing is about this time of morning, not too many horny dudes up and posting. At this early hour, the latest Craigslist posts are from dudes who have been up all night, posted something at 5:AM and are surely asleep by now.

I replied to the following post:

let me suck it! outside, anyone up? - 35 (midvale)

Reply to: pers-ms2ga-12XXXXXXXX@craigslist.org

anyone wanna feed me some cock?, i know a perfect spot,email me!


I respond back to this post and to 3 or 4 others as well. Who knows, maybe when they wake up they'll be hungry. Well, the dude writes back at 7:41AM. Not too bad. We e-mail back and forth several times. He doesn't have a picture. Yes, he will at least send me his stats. 35, 5'-8", 160, blu, br. Good, at least he's not a fatty. (I'm going to hell for that, aren't I?)

About the time we're ready to put the deal together, I get a call from my friend on the east coast. We usually chat for an hour when she calls. I e-mail Midvale man, and he says to hit him back when I'm ready. So, about an hour later, I've finished my phone call and I'm freshly showered and I hit him back. He gives me the general coordinates of a church, with a parking lot across the street. I tell him what kind of car I'll be driving and what time I'll be there. It's a 25 or 30 minute drive from my house.

I'm nervous driving there. Honestly, I think I get off on the adrenaline rush that meeting a strange dude gives me, as much as the blow jobs. This time I was worried that he might be a cop. But I have a plan. I'm going to discuss two consenting adults, and make HIM undo MY pants. If I expose myself, that may be construed as lewd. (nice rhyme), but I doubt if a cop would undo my pants. If he refuses to undo my pants, I'll just thank him for his time and be on my way.

So, I'm sitting in the parking lot, because I' a few minutes early, and I have the feeling that I'm like one of the creepy guys that hang out in the park by my house. After only a few minutes, I see a dude walking up in the rear view. He's normal enough looking. Denim blue jeans, and a navy blue t-shirt, and long wavy black hair sticking out from a baseball cap. He's just a normal guy.

He comes to the passenger door and gets in. First think I notice....he's a smoker. Fuck. I gotta start asking about that.

So we shake hands, and he's nervous that the field behind the little overflow parking lot, isn't so hidden in the light of day. There are several clumps of trees that look like they provide pretty good cover, but the actual church parking lot across the street has a lot of cars in it.

He suggests we go someplace else. So we take a little drive. As we do, we chat a little bit, and slowly my fear that he is a cop, fades away. I could tell he wasn't that educated. Besides the cigarette smell, there was the smell of maybe he needed to do laundry. Not real bad or anything, but maybe he'd been up all night, and was in the same clothes as yesterday. Whatever. In for a penny, in for a pound.

We're driving all over east Suburbia looking for someplace private.  We find a school parking lot, but there's one or two cars in the lot, and some kid sitting on the steps. We keep looking. We're near the gully by White City, and finally, after about 20 minutes, find a little entrance to a little hiking trail that leads down the gully. The trail is pretty worn, and looks like it's used frequently, but at 10 AM on a Wednesday morning, it's deserted.

He says he'll go check it out, and come down in a couple of minutes. He leaves. Oddly enough, I don't contemplate just driving off. But the street is lined with houses, and a lady across the street is kind of checking me out, while doing some sweeping or shaking a rug out or something. I pretend to be making a cell phone call.

After a few minutes, I walk down the trail, and soon run into "smoker man."   He's found a little level spot, on the hillside, and it's surrounded by scrub oak. I start to get a boner following him there. I said "you found a good spot." So I stand there, and he gets on his knees. I just wait sure enough, he goes for the button and zipper of my pants. Good. He slides my pants down and pulls out my stiffening member, and pops it in his mouth. "TEETH" I said. He responds and starts giving me a good BJ. I tell him to open up his pants. He doesnt' do anything, just keeps blowing me. He does a lot of licking around the head, and jacking me off with his hand. In fact, it's about 50% hand job and 50 % blow job. He makes no effort to pleasure himself, and since I'm standing, and he's kneeling in front of me I'm in no position to help out. I can't just reach down far enough, without disrupting my own blow job.

"Take your dick out, I want you to jack off" I said. "I'm kind getting into this right here" he says, focusing on my dick.

 Hey, what ever floats your boat smoker man.

I feel the orgasm building, he can either tell by my breathing or how my dick is responding because he starts to jack me more, and do more lips and tongue around the head, but not so much in his mouth.

I build and tell him I'm cumming, so he jacks me with one hand, and manhandles my nut sack with the other. I squirt, and it lands on the ground, but with his violent jacking, a drop or two fling onto his shirt. He's unfazed, and he's also gripping my nuts painfully tight. I try to tell him to go gentle on my balls, but I can't seem to form the words, cause I'm still cumming. He seems to enjoy the show, and says "Ah, yah." Finally I'm able to say..."Ow, my balls."

It's over in a minute. I pulled out a terry cloth washcloth from the pocket of my cargo shorts, and he wipes up his hands and his shirt. He hands back the towel, and I wipe the remaining drop of white cum from my softening dick.

We headed up the hill and I on the drive back, I asked if he wanted me to drop him at the church where I picked him up.

"Nope, Just drop me at the Chevron on the corner, and I'm going to go buy a soda."

I said thanks as he got out, and said, "Sure, no problem. Catch ya later."

Craigslist Experience #12

Craigslist Encounter #12 

This is the most difficuld encounter to write about. You see, guy #12 is kind of a special guy.

I answered a post from this guy about my age, but in the photos, his body looked like a teenager. I told him that when I responded.

Much to my surprise, we ended up sending quite a few e-mails back and forth.

Detailed e-mails.

Personal e-mails.

It was about the time I started writing these stories of my encounters, and I let him read them. One each day for about a week. Every time he would tell me how horny reading these stories was getting him. Then he'd go in the bathroom at work and take a picture of his dick in his super fucking sexy cargo shorts and send it to me, and told me how he just "had to jack off in the bathroom or I would have a boner all day" from reading my stories.

Well, fuck! With all of that ego stroking, not to mention his hot body I wanted to meet him soooo bad. He was busy with work, and couldn't seem to make time before or after work to "hook up" I'm not sure why he even posted in the first place.

So, after a week of really fucking great e-mails, and finding out that we had lots in common, we set a time for him to come over to my house, really early in the morning. It was a Monday, at 7:00 AM.

On our agenda.....fucking.

This guy, I'll call him Dennis, was so nice, and seemed to really understand my plight. I really wanted to know how to be a top, but as you my have read, Elton wasn't the least bit interested in helping me learn, and didn't have the patience.

Dennis on the other hand seemed so nice, understanding and willing to help. I'm sure he was interested in getting fucked as well. He used to have a regular guy, but he moved away, or so he said.

Dennis arrived promptly at 7:AM. Nice newer white pick up truck. I was a bit nervous answering the door. Of course he looked just like his picture, although I had never seen a face pic. He was skinny, which is unusual for men our age. I asked him about it. He'd always been that way. Lucky fucker.

I'd been that way too, until I turned 30. Then I went from too skinny to just right. I stayed that way for about 15 seconds, and then started developing a small beer belly. Neat.

So, Dennis comes in and other than thinning hair he's flawless. Not that I'm saying thinning hair is a flaw. I know all about that! Why he's not wearing those killer cargo shorts, I'm not sure, because I kept telling him that they were sooooo sexy in the photos.

We went upstairs to the bedroom, and undressed each other. We didn't make out or anything, but there was some caressing. I'm awkward at that. We talked a little. We got on the bed, and I blew him, nice trimmed dick by the way, bigger than mine, but perfectly shaped, (of course) and he blew me, then we tried 69, and that went Okay. And finally, it was time for the fucking.

I'm not sure how we figured out just how we were going to do it, but soon he was on his back, on the edge of the bed, and I was standing on the floor, and had to kind of pull his ass off the bed just a bit. His legs were in the air, or maybe they were on my shoulders. Of course I had a condom on and I tried to enter his butt. There was some resistance at first, but finally it went in and thankfully I didn't loose my hard on.

I slowly got into a good rhythm and he was pulling my head down onto his chest, and grabbing my ass trying to pull me in deeper. This was going good for a while.

Dennis asked to stop for a minute, to use the bathroom, and then we resumed the action.

But I had to go and spoil it by trying a different position. Too much porn watching. "Why don't you lean over the bed and I can try it from behind?" I said. Well, I just couldn't get it right, and although my new friend tried to be helpful, he was timid about telling me what to do, because he wanted me to have fun experimenting. We tried a couple of other positions but to no real success. So, it was fun, but I'm fast coming to the conclusion that I'm a terrible top. Honestly, I just don't have the length.

I realized that Dennis was quickly running out of time. He was so patient with me, and I wanted to pay him back so badly, that I asked him to lay back on my bed as I blew him the best I could. I think it was the first time in my life that I really wanted to taste cum.

He told me he was going to cum, and I just kept sucking. He made a few timid whimpers, and I felt it in my mouth. it was cool.

Then.....the taste.

Yuk.

I spit it out on his belly. He erupted in belabored laughter. He was still coming down from his orgasm, and my spitting it out still made him laugh. What a guy.

Some porn star I turned out to be.

He asked about me getting off, but I knew it was getting late and he had to go to work. I told him I would take care of myself later. I did.

I've never saw Dennis again. We've e-mailed back and forth several times and at the time of this posting months later we still e-mail each other , and he is always nice, and says nice things about my stories, but I can tell I'm not his cup of tea. Hey, that's the way it goes.

One of the reasons I like fooling around with dudes is because we're not like chicks. We don't need the emotional component for having sexual fun, and shit, I'm behaving just like a chick. Well, maybe not like a chick, but this was the first dude I found that I felt like we could be friends, and maybe friends with benefits.

I'm going to check out some more posts now and get my dick sucked again, quick!

Craigslist Experience #11

CL guy #11 might not garner much more than a paragraph, except I've been to his place twice, and he really gives an awesome BJ.

I was once again looking on CL for a BJ, and saw a post from the night before:

> Home alone, buzzed, and want to suck cock! - 31 (SLC)
> Reply to: pers-ccvxs-10000000@craigslist.org
 >
>
> I am home alone, had a few drinks, and want to suck some cock and swallow a load or two! I

> have pics for trade. 18-45 and HWP please. 420 is a +! I have porn and poppers...let's do this!!

So, I responded: "Did you ever find what your were looking for?"

His reply "No, are you interested?"

And so it goes. When someone e-mails me back, I automatically do a Google search on their e-mail address. This time it lead me to the guy's Facebook or Myspace page, I can't remember which. But I saw pictures of him. He was pretty heavy in the pictures, but who cares. Although I'm not into heavy guys (or women for that matter) I figure, a BJ is a BJ.

So we make a meeting time and I go to Norm's apartment. When he opens the door, he's really not that heavy. Sure, he was packing a few extra, but nothing like his picture, and he's still 15 years younger than me.

We exchange pleasantries, and he tells me where the bedroom is. I go upstairs and wait for just a minute. When he gets there we nuzzle each other's necks. I get the idea he wants to make out, but I'm not that interested. We start to undress each other.

He's lost a lot of weight, so there's a bunch of extra skin. I reach to fondle his junk, and I'm not sure what I'm touching, whether it's his junk or just what. He says, sorry, he's just had some surgery, so it's tender down there.

To this day, I'm still not sure what he was talking about, maybe a tummy tuck. I'm the last guy in the world to deny a guy a little fondling just because he doesn't have a big dick, but Norm doesn't seem that interested anyway, so I let him get down to business on my dick.

At first I sit on the edge of the bed, and he gets on his knees. He's obviously done this before. Lucky me. Then he suggests that I get on the bed and lean on the headboard, and I do as I'm directed. So he climbs up and again goes to town, expertly sucking me off. Then he starts to lick and suck my little nut sack and then down to no-mans land. I know (or think I know) what he wants.

"You want to eat my hairy ass?" I queried. "Fuck yah" he replied.

I still don't understand why some one would want to do that, but, okay, since he's doing me the favor of blowing me, I'll let him do what ever else turns him on.

He goes to town with his tongue, and I start to worry, his mouth is going to get tired and he's not going to wat to blow me, but he sets me straight...so to speak.

I don't know who's idea it was, but I got up on all fours and he really put it into over drive and got all "up in my grill". He was jacking me off too, and this was starting to feel REALLY GOOD. I asked him "do you want me to cum like this, or in your mouth?"

Mouth.

So, we returned to me on my back, against the headboard and Norm between my legs, making oral love to my weiner. He expertly works me for another 10 or 15 minutes, and I finally blow my wad. As I'm getting blown, I don't say much. I actually have to concentrate on cumming or I may get derailed. Once I reach the point of no return and my involuntary breathing kicks in, I can, and do, start saying nasty things. Once my dick starts squirting, I'm dispensing curse words like a sailor. So I'm ejaculating in Norms mouth, and he's taking it like an expert, and I'm calling him a "dirty fucker" and "muther fucker" and "you cock-sucking-muther-fucker" and moaning and shit.

He eases up on my sensitive dick and pulls off, looks up at me and smiles and says "Wow, that was hot!" That always makes my day. He squeezes one last pearl of cum from my deflated penis, and deftly licks it off.

I thank him. He thanks me, and I get dressed.

As I leave the front door, I give him a hug of appreciation, and a kiss on the neck.

The story doesn't end here though.

I went back one more time.

Basically a repeat performance of the first time, except I made no effort to undress him and he made no effort to undress himself. He ate my ass again and he really went to town and seemed to enjoy it. That fucker really knows what he's doing cause I'm all moaning and shit, and sometimes I have to tell him to take it easy, because at times it's almost violent.

But his ass eating is secondary to the fantastic orgasm he gave me. I was on the brink for about 4 full minutes as he slowly brought me to a climax and then he swallowed it all, and cleaned me up with his tongue.

I've got boner just writing about it. I guess I'd better make another appointment with Norm.+

Craigslist Experience #11

CL guy #11 might not garner much more than a paragraph, except I've been to his place twice, and he really gives an awesome BJ.

I was once again looking on CL for a BJ, and saw a post from the night before:

> Home alone, buzzed, and want to suck cock! - 31 (SLC)
> Reply to: pers-ccvxs-10000000@craigslist.org
 >
>
> I am home alone, had a few drinks, and want to suck some cock and swallow a load or two! I

> have pics for trade. 18-45 and HWP please. 420 is a +! I have porn and poppers...let's do this!!

So, I responded: "Did you ever find what your were looking for?"

His reply "No, are you interested?"

And so it goes. When someone e-mails me back, I automatically do a Google search on their e-mail address. This time it lead me to the guy's Facebook or Myspace page, I can't remember which. But I saw pictures of him. He was pretty heavy in the pictures, but who cares. Although I'm not into heavy guys (or women for that matter) I figure, a BJ is a BJ.

So we make a meeting time and I go to Norm's apartment. When he opens the door, he's really not that heavy. Sure, he was packing a few extra, but nothing like his picture, and he's still 15 years younger than me.

We exchange pleasantries, and he tells me where the bedroom is. I go upstairs and wait for just a minute. When he gets there we nuzzle each other's necks. I get the idea he wants to make out, but I'm not that interested. We start to undress each other.

He's lost a lot of weight, so there's a bunch of extra skin. I reach to fondle his junk, and I'm not sure what I'm touching, whether it's his junk or just what. He says, sorry, he's just had some surgery, so it's tender down there.

To this day, I'm still not sure what he was talking about, maybe a tummy tuck. I'm the last guy in the world to deny a guy a little fondling just because he doesn't have a big dick, but Norm doesn't seem that interested anyway, so I let him get down to business on my dick.

At first I sit on the edge of the bed, and he gets on his knees. He's obviously done this before. Lucky me. Then he suggests that I get on the bed and lean on the headboard, and I do as I'm directed. So he climbs up and again goes to town, expertly sucking me off. Then he starts to lick and suck my little nut sack and then down to no-mans land. I know (or think I know) what he wants.

"You want to eat my hairy ass?" I queried. "Fuck yah" he replied.

I still don't understand why some one would want to do that, but, okay, since he's doing me the favor of blowing me, I'll let him do what ever else turns him on.

He goes to town with his tongue, and I start to worry, his mouth is going to get tired and he's not going to wat to blow me, but he sets me straight...so to speak.

I don't know who's idea it was, but I got up on all fours and he really put it into over drive and got all "up in my grill". He was jacking me off too, and this was starting to feel REALLY GOOD. I asked him "do you want me to cum like this, or in your mouth?"

Mouth.

So, we returned to me on my back, against the headboard and Norm between my legs, making oral love to my weiner. He expertly works me for another 10 or 15 minutes, and I finally blow my wad. As I'm getting blown, I don't say much. I actually have to concentrate on cumming or I may get derailed. Once I reach the point of no return and my involuntary breathing kicks in, I can, and do, start saying nasty things. Once my dick starts squirting, I'm dispensing curse words like a sailor. So I'm ejaculating in Norms mouth, and he's taking it like an expert, and I'm calling him a "dirty fucker" and "muther fucker" and "you cock-sucking-muther-fucker" and moaning and shit.

He eases up on my sensitive dick and pulls off, looks up at me and smiles and says "Wow, that was hot!" That always makes my day. He squeezes one last pearl of cum from my deflated penis, and deftly licks it off.

I thank him. He thanks me, and I get dressed.

As I leave the front door, I give him a hug of appreciation, and a kiss on the neck.

The story doesn't end here though.

I went back one more time.

Basically a repeat performance of the first time, except I made no effort to undress him and he made no effort to undress himself. He ate my ass again and he really went to town and seemed to enjoy it. That fucker really knows what he's doing cause I'm all moaning and shit, and sometimes I have to tell him to take it easy, because at times it's almost violent.

But his ass eating is secondary to the fantastic orgasm he gave me. I was on the brink for about 4 full minutes as he slowly brought me to a climax and then he swallowed it all, and cleaned me up with his tongue.

I've got boner just writing about it. I guess I'd better make another appointment with Norm.+

Craigslist Experience #10

CL guy #10 was a similar to guy #8. Once again, an out of town visitor, looking to mess around in his hotel room. Once again I was attracted to the guy because he was about my age and size.

I went to his hotel by the airport early. Nice average white guy. I took off my pants, asked him to do the same. I gave a courtesy tug on his dick and asked him to start blowing me. After a minute or two, I asked him to get a towel, because I wanted him to jack off while he was blowing me. I like the idea of mutual orgasm. He complied with my suggestion. I told him to jack off and keep him self on the edge, I'd let him know when I was close.

I slowly built to a climax, but it was hard, because this guy had a mouth full of teeth that would rival Jaws. Scrape, scrape scrape. I had to fucking tell him two or three times.....watch the teeth! Finally, I was on the verge of spooging and then the teeth again!

I told him I was about to cum and started blowing my wad in his toothy mouth. He felt and/or tasted my sperm and jacked his cock. He kind of forgot about me as he started dumping HIS cum all over the towel I suggested he put out.

When he was through, he spit into the towel, and then, kind of gagged. It looked for a minute like he was going to puke. He quick stepped to the bathroom and rinsed out his mouth. He came out, wiping his mouth. "That was hot" he said. 

(Yah, watching you almost puke on my spunk was a real treat.)  I dressed, shook his hand, and left.

On the way home, my pecker felt funny. When I got home, I did a closer inspection, and it was terribly bruised. It looked like Gorbachev 's head. It took almost a week to heal. Fuck.