Friday, April 17, 2009

Whew, that was hot!

You never know what you're gonna get when you do this type of thing. And as I'm sure you can imagine, I have seen some not so hot things. But I must share this with you, my beloved blog reader, because it is the best part of doing this.

Side bar: Someone commented on an earlier post of mine something to the effect of "how can you fuck disgusting old men." - My answer to that: Viagra and a good imagination. Also, I don't fuck "disgusting" men... some of them may be older and a little socially awkward, but I steer clear of disgusting, unshowered, morbidly obese men. I do have my limits. I actually did turn down a trick when I got to his place and saw that he was very fat - I'm not talkin 50 pounds overweight, I'm talkin 300-400 pounds. That's just unsanitary, and I had to leave. I felt bad, but some things just aren't worth the money.

Moving on... today I had the dream client. I was a little nervous at first (it's always a little nerve wracking meeting someone for the first time) ... He e-mailed me last week mentioning the he'd be in town this weekend, but didn't make any solid plans. Then this afternoon he e-mailed again asking if I was free later this evening. I replied and said yes, and within 3 e-mails I had his hotel, room number, and a 6pm call time.

Got to the hotel, went up to the room and knocked. He opened the door right away.

Hot damn! Did I have the wrong room? This man stood about 6' tall and had a very nice build. I would say he was in his mid-40s, but he looked damn good for whatever age he was. He had a masculine, chiseled face and a sexy deep voice. I was very impressed, and needless to say excited.

He rubbed my arms as I stood in the luxury hotel room, looked me up and down and said, "Damn, you're cute."

I touched his arm, ran my hand across his chest, down his stomach and to his jeans, where I felt his already hard cock through the denim. Big cock. Yum.

In seconds I was on my knees in front of him, unwrapping that rock hard cock and taking it deep into my hungry mouth. My lips going back and forth along the shaft, my tongue twirling around to give him the best feeling possible. I was all about it. And now I am rock hard. At this point I'm not even thinking about the easy money I'm making, I'm just thinking about how hot it is to be sucking this muscle daddy's cock right now.

I blow him for a while and then he looks down at me and says, "You wanna swallow my load, boy?"

"Fuck yeah," I replied, while at the same time thinking, "Damn, I dont want this to end so soon!"

All of the sudden he lets out a huge groan as cum blasts out of his cock and straight to the back of my throat. I keep my lips on his cock, sucking down every last drop of this daddy's sweet cum until his orgasm came to a slow, satisfying end. It was incredible.

He steps back and lays onto the bed on his back, head resting against the headboard. I lay next to him on my stomach looking up at him. We start talking random things, where he's from (New York), why he's here (work), what good things to do are while he's in town, where we've traveled, etc. It was a nice conversation for a good 15 minutes or so. Then I notice that he's hard again. Now that's the kinda Daddy I like - and I knew I wanted to ride that cock before I left. Nice. I blow him a little but more, and then he says what I've been waiting for the entire 30 minutes I've been there, "You wanna ride it, boy?"

I reach over to my bag to grab a condom and some lube, slip on the condom, and squat down onto his rod. Slow at first - this is a big cock - hands on the headboard, and then I move up and down onto his very hard dick. This feels fuckin' nice. My hands move down to his hairy, well-built chest, then grabbing his thick arms as I bounce up and down, riding his cock like it's a bull in the rodeo.

I rode him hard for about 10 minutes before he shot his second load while he was inside me, to which I responded by shooting my load all over his chest. Yum.

So, that was the best time I've had so far. And, I GOT PAID FOR IT! This, no joke, is a guy that I would be thrilled to go home with if I met him at a bar. Go figure.

Well, he said he's in town til Monday, and wants to see me again on Sunday night before he leaves. I think I can arrange that...

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