We met a year ago at a party. He was quiet, kind of shy. He's six feet four and about 180 pounds, a muscular swimmer's build. I'm shorter, five feet nine and pretty thin. Being attracted to assertive guys, I figured he wasn't my type. After the party Mike asked if I wanted to go have a drink nearby. I was bored and said yes. We had a few beers and talked. He oozed confidence.
Were not gay but we do jack off together. One of the hottest times we have is when we're working out in his basement. We do a special workout on his decline sit up bench. After were pumped up from lifting, my bud will strip naked and get on the decline bench, his dick already hard, because he knows what was cumming. Its a real simple exercise.
I'm about 6 feet tall, about 200lbs. and hairy. Yes I'm a classic muscular bear. I travel a lot for business, and have been in Europe some 20 times in the past two years. On one of many trips to Amsterdam, I was staying at the Renaissance Hotel in Amsterdam, near the Central train station. It was late in the evening, the day had finally ended, and I was exhausted.
The heat was suffocating and he really hated working at the laundry, it seemed to attract every ugly red-neck in a two county radius. Luckily, there was the occasional cute college boy, from the apartments across the street. So far this afternoon thought it had been ugly and uglier. Plus he still had two hours left on his shift. As a matter-of -fact he was painfully shy.
I figured if I had worked out the underwear opening, at least I would have been able to touch his cock and I decided that one good way to get into someone else's pants was to invite them to spend the night and play around in their crotch while they slept. Unfortunately, those two cousins went to live with their father at about that time so they were kind of off my list of possibilities.
So I headed to a grocery store that I usually shop in. I was standing at the cucumber display trying to decide which one would be suitable. I picked one up that was seven inches in length and had a nice thickness to it.
His name was Angel, and he was 5'10" 210 lb. Brown eyes Brown hair, his hair was rather wavy and long at the time. . . it was just long enough in the back to make a small pony tail. He thought to himself that somewhere out there that there was some one for him.
I was pretty inexperienced and frightened in those days but with a bit of alcohol to lower my inhibitions I managed to have a few good experiences as well as quite a few cold evenings when I finished the night by wanking off while fucking a tree. Few people around and all scared to approach like me. Now I live in the country and am much more active in my cruising. I needed more.
I'm bi and married and only have fun when the urge just pushes me over the edge. Well, the urge has come knocking as of late and I had to answer the call. I travel about 40 minutes each way, to and from work everyday. On my way home there is a rest stop where there is a bathroom complex and a car park. Just the kind of place where you know boys like to play.
How can anyone suck a cock so badly? In all my years, and there are more and more of them, never. well, actually, three times before. but, they were all by the same bloke (sort of rhymes with choke). is he deaf (as well as blindfolded? I didn't see any ear plugs or taste any)? Couldn't he hear "watch your teeth, you lousy cocksucker".
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