One night, we were talking, and you off-handedly mentioned that nothing was stopping me from coming over. I agreed. And I did something spontaneous. I drove all the way to Connecticut to hang out with you and Molly. We spent the entire night just listening to music and chatting. It was wonderful. It did not matter the next day that I had not slept at all, and had spent almost two and a half hours on the road. I went to work happy as a clam.
Love Lost
Preferences of a Trucker That Has Had Black
At the age of forty-five, I feel I am in my sexual prime. Since my career doesn't really allow me any long-term relationships, I am open to any number of opportunities that come my way on the job. But my appearance can be intimidating for some, so I lose out on my fair share of ass, too. I am a strongly built man, only about 6' tall, but stocky.
Taken
I'm as straight as an arrow, but something that happened when I visited Branson seven years ago, has been bugging me to death. Maybe if I go public with this one time, it'll go away and quit haunting me. It started in the lounge of a large hotel. Being a liquor salesman, I enjoyed talking to prosperous-looking, professional men sitting beside me at the bar.
Two Men Have Sex in Room 312
I've always thought about hooking up at a hotel with a stranger for some hot man-sex. I just never seem to be able to get a connection going or find the appropriate place to meet other men who want to get off! This time was different. Public bathrooms always have messages in the stalls with phone numbers and requests. I really enjoy reading them and fantasizing about following through on one.
Filthy Business
They all tend to be white-collar business types; men in their late thirties to early fifties; stressed to the max with their "str8" careers and "st8" lives with very little free time to indulge in their real fetishes. These suits are always watching the clock, always racing to appointments, but also anxious for sex and always living double lives; your typical American male masochist.
Amazing Shopping Trip
It didn't hurt that the store, and its erotic goods and displays, had every customer, including me, a little more stimulated than usual. He stared from across the store, where he was standing in front of the men's section, a crotch mannequin with a black leather bikini just over his shoulder. The mannequin's bulging sack was not meant as a passive display.
Hotel Cocksucking
We made the customary small talk beforehand - how was the drive, nice weather, etc, etc. After an awkward pause, I broke the ice by rubbing my hands together and smiling. He got the hint and laid down on his bed, his legs spread slightly, with a promising bulge protruding from his boxer shorts. I took my own jacket, socks and shoes off, then crawled up on the bed between his legs. I smiled lewdly at him while rubbing the bulge with one hand, tugging on the shorts with the other. He lifted his ass off the bed just enough for me to pull the boxers off him, freeing his pliant cock. After pitching his shorts off the side of the bed, I bent down, doggy-style, and took his dick in my mouth.
Christmas At The Bookstore
"Well, I usually don't do exchanges, but just this once..." he said. I smiled and went to choose a different DVD (another transsexual movie) and placed it on the counter. With no rush, I decided to chitchat with him a bit, just shooting the breeze about various things. We got to discussing his store and other stores in town, some of which had closed due to new city ordinances outlawing bookstores with arcades. I discovered that he frequented the same arcade I did a few years ago, where I first learned the art of cocksucking.
Gay Sex in the Sauna
I entered my small dark room and began to undress. Once inside the dress code is "towel only" or less! I wrapped the towel around waist and tried to decide if I wanted to cruise around the rooms or stay in mine with the door cracked. Staying in my room sounded like a good start! I dimmed the light to almost darkness, layed back on the bed and took a deep inhale of a popper. What a rush! I leaned forward and cracked the door a bit and layed back to make sure there was enough light and space to see in.
Highway Encounter
We continued our conversation as we were checking each other out. He was about 5'11", 150lbs, brown hair, blue eyes and was wearing a red baseball cap. When my eyes got to his crotch I saw a VERY LARGE bulge and couldn't resist a feel. As I reached for his denim covered dick, he reached for mine and we continued with our eye contact and started rubbing each other's hardons. Since he didn't resist and only got harder with each touch, I unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick.
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