It was a typical summer night at the bar. Everyone was out looking for someone to go home with, though everyone would also deny being "tricksy". I had slammed a couple of mini pitchers of Bud Lite and was not feeling any pain. Brent, a really cute 20 year old blonde, came up to me and struck up a conversation. For about two months, we had talked about what each other was looking for. I came right out and told him that I was not interested in a relationship, but was worried about tricking around. He agreed that while a relationship is probably better for everyone, a one night stand is fun if everyone involved knows that it is a one night stand.
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After skipping over a few cars, one caught my eyes. A cute little businessman in a gray Saab was tapping his fingers to whatever music he was listening to. He had short brown hair cut in the traditional conservative businessman style and parted on the left. He wore round tortoiseshell glasses and had a bushy mustache.
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He sucked me, and I came. Quick. I'm sure he swallowed, there was nothing to clean up, but I wasn't thinking about that. I wasn't thinking. I was just looking at his sandy hair. The feeling of his mouth on my cock, devouring it, hungry?how long had it been? thirty-five miles, a half an hour of lust and anticipation?and how long before that since he had a cock in his mouth?. He knew when I got in the car that his lips would wrap around my cock before the door opened again, and now it was happening. He plunged my cock deep into his throat.
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While he started moving things around to get to the back of the TV, I went in to the bathroom. I was in there for about 10 minutes when I heard the moans and groans from the movie I was watching on the tube. I quickly cleaned up and went out into the room.
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The guys name was Jerry, and he went to Columbia University and he was 20 years old. I didn't know any of this at the time though. When I first saw him, he was up in the balcony, feeling up another man, and the first thought that ran through my mind was: he's a hustler. He was just too damned goodlooking. About 5'6", dark hair, dark eyes, trim body, a hairy chest (it showed above the top of his Izod shirt), and a big basket, I figured he had to be a pro...for the life of me I couldn't figure out why a guy this hot would have to come here for action, unless he was after the long green. I felt vindicated when I saw him abruptly pull away from the other man and walk away - evidently the guy hadn't wanted to part with the bucks. But I was wrong.
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Well, after looking for three days the only thing I could find was this job selling vacuum cleaners on commission. I really didn't want to do it at first, but the guy there kept smiling at me and telling me that a good-looking dude like me should be able to do real good. Finally I decided to give it a try. I guess I should have looked a little longer. For the first week I didn't get close to selling anything! Big Jim was giving me a hard time, too, you see, I had to borrow his car to make my rounds. He told me he was glad to loan it to me, but unless I made a sale at the end of the week he thought I should junk the whole idea. I was beginning to agree with him!
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It happened when I was around eighteen years old. I went to a distant town to attend a wedding. I reached the place very early in the morning. I had to take a room in a strange looking lodge in a busy street. I slept for a while, took a bath and had a cup of tea. I had around two hours to go for the wedding. So I sat on my bed, just wearing shorts and a towel around my waist.
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Well, not everybody, but still, I'm having to push people away pretty quick - because of my other problem, which is I'm excitable, and it's not long before I come unless I take steps to slow things down.
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This happened one day on my way back from class. I was driving down the road when I saw a rest stop on the left it was a nice day, so I decided to stop not looking for anything just to relax and walk around a bit. I went in to go to the bathroom and decided to read the writing on the wall.
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I work alone in a studio all the time, seeing thousands of people looking back at you can be very daunting at the best of times. Once things began to roll though my ego took over and everything was fine, except for one guy at the front who kept staring at me the whole time I was on stage. He was a big guy, probably six-four or so, it was hard to tell from high above on the stage. No matter where I moved I could feel his eyes following me around and it got to the point where I got security to watch him from the wings. I tried to ignore the guys gaze but despite my best efforts it was not easy with ice cold eyes staring up at me all the time.
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