3/28/09

Nasty stormy day. Good thing that I oughta find someone a block away who's 31, in a hotel and wants a no reciprocation BJ.

I get over there, he's about 5'10", 220, solid as a rock, probably Italian. Not pretty, but such a solid hunk of man that I was instantly taken. Wearing str8 guy athletic shorts & T. He says "How should do this? On the bed? A chair?" I told him anyway he liked it, and he dropped into the nearest chair and shucked his shorts. The cock was small, and the pubes were trimmed. Not an auspicious start, but like I say, I liked the look of him. I dove on his soft small cock, and started slurping happily. He was clean, with just a hint of his native crotch smell starting to rise. Very sweet. I sucked away for a while, and he didn't seem to be getting any harder. I went for his balls, try and relax him a little, and he pulled on his cock a bit trying to get it going. I sucked him some more, and he still wasn't getting hard.

He says, "damn, the guy's just not getting hard." I guess he calls his cock the guy? Works for me. He suggests we move into the bedroom, and I say to him, "anyway you want it." I shuck my shirt on the way into the bedroom to give him some skin to rub up against. I get back on his cock, but still no success. He acknowledges it again, and suggests he'd get hard if he could fuck me. "Sure, bud. I'll go there." We go back into some more sucking, then I just go down on his balls and let him stroke. That gets him harder, and I go down on him for a while. I'd say that was a genuine 4.5 inches, and nicely thick. Just small enough there was no way he was going to gag me. And when he's hard and stroking smoothly in and out of my mouth, he gets verbal and is definitely enjoying it. I try going slow, thinking maybe he's putting to much pressure on himself. But he soon fades.

He raises the ass fucking option again, and tells me he'll get the rubber if I'll get out of my jeans. Yes indeed! He comes back and rolls it on, gets me onto all fours and starts pushing his cock at my ass. He does a respectable job of rubbing my asshole, but never really gets in - it didn't help that he was holding his cock, and so his hand was getting in the way of his already short cock going deeper. He finally gives up in frustration. I think he's going to just send me off. And I'm not going to let that happen. No one fails to get off, or at least have a really good time when I'm on the job.

So I suggest: straddle my face, and I'll work your balls, and down lower (wink, wink) while you just beat off - no pressure. He agrees and he mounts my face. I'm fellating his balls like nobody's business, and moving lower. And lower. And lower. He's good and clean, and his ass is nicely hairy. I'm loving this. And he's doing much better. I crawl out from under him, and come around behind him to hump his ass and nuzzle his neck and pinch his nipples (which he really liked). He's pounding hard and fast, his hand a blur, and it's working. He starts breathing heavily and I swing my face down to his crotch. He wants my mouth, definitely, and leaves me plenty of room to get in there. He lets me finish him after pushing himself over the edge manually. He shoots powerful shots of really tasty cum. I stay on him as long as he likes it, which is a while. When we disengage, I grab the cup by the side of the bed and drop his load.

When I tell him what I'd really like is to make him taste his own, he giggles nervously and turns away. I won't push it. We actually lay back a couple minutes while I tell him that as frustrating as he may have found this, I still had a great time. I assured him he's a hot dude. And I wasn't trying to make him feel good - I really did have a good time. Yeah, he didn't perform like a stallion. But he was upfront about it, and glad to try alternatives. That was enough. Plus, he's a hot, regular guy, and I liked that about him.

Out of curiosity, I followed up on a hunch and asked him: "do you usually get it guys?" He allowed as how no, he didn't. As I figured. In very friendly conversation as I pulled on my clothes, he did drop that he was divorced. He remained naked, and I remained attracted. He picked up the cup I had spit into, and I noted how handy that was. He said that's the way he's always done it. "You don't wipe up with your socks and get 'em all crusty?" "Nope. Sometimes I even drink it down!" "Seriously?" "Yeah." I'm dumbfounded. Clearly thinks of himself as straight, but he's long been drinking his own cum? Wow.

I came up from behind him as he dumped the cup, and felt up his ass, noting that he'd liked that earlier. He stopped rinsing the cup and enjoyed it, and even briefly gave in and rested his head back against mine. For a moment, he relaxed.

So what was his story? I think that in fact he hadn't done much of this guy thing, and had gone into this experience a lot of expectations - mostly about how he'd perform. And that got him. I think he also wouldn't let himself really enjoy my body - he wasn't ready to go that far. And that made the whole thing difficult.

I told him again that I really did enjoy it, and if he wants more, he's got it. He reacted positively, though I don't expect to hear from him, given this wasn't easy for him. But goddamn, I'd love to get him relaxed sometime.