We had been chatting online for a few months before we took our conversation to text. He seemed like just the type of guy I was interested in - also married, also more than curious (he had fooled around in college way back when), and about my age. He was eager to suck, jerk, and bottom. All of that sounded like music to my ears, but most importantly he could communicate beyond one word answers and misspellings. We chatted about work, about our wives, about our favorite Netflix shows - so much that when we decided to meet in person I felt like I already knew him.
We met at a Starbucks near his house, and when he arrived I think we were both happy with the guy we saw. I’m always anxious and self conscious so I was still thinking the meeting might end with a “yeah, no, I’m good,” but he said the magic words:
“So you wanna go?”
I followed him back to his house (his wife was at work a good hour away on the interstate), and after a long “get to know you” with his Chihuahua 🤣 we headed upstairs to a guest room.
We sat next to each other and our hands immediately started working over each other. Our jeans came off, then our underwear. My cock was barely out of my boxers before he leaned in and took me in his mouth. For a guy who hadn’t sucked since college, he worked it like a pro. I watched as more of my shaft disappeared past his lips. It felt so good to feel a man’s hungry mouth on me again. I kept waiting to trade off but he wouldn’t come up for air. I finally had to stop him or I would have shot right down his throat. And I wasn’t ready to cum.
I knelt down and swallowed his cock. It had a fat head that was already dripping with tasty precum. But he wanted to serve more than he serviced and before I knew it I was on the bed and he was sucking me, licking my head and working my cock with his hands. As I moaned he knelt over me and began pumping his cock. I moved my fingers to probe his tight asshole as his cock erupted with a steady stream of cum that landed on my hand and my hard dick. Spent, he collapsed next to me.
I straddled him and began pumping my cock using his cum as my lube.
I had a three day load saved up, and I knew if I let it fly it would go everywhere. So with every ounce of restraint I could muster, I slowly milked my load all over his chest. I came and came and came and came until he was damn near covered in my jizz. We cleaned up (and he threw the comforter in the wash) and called it an afternoon, with a plan for my cock to end up deep in his ass the next time we meet.
Hit me up to chat! Jackujackme
At long last, I have some good news to report!
I was on the road for work, staying at a very nice resort hotel outside of D.C. I threw an ad on Craigslist to see if I could find some local gents to come by and hang out. Almost immediately, I got a response from a fellow married man, 30 years old, a white athletic guy. He knew my hotel and we made a plan to meet.
I found him in the lobby in a button down, jeans, and a smile. We made small talk in the elevator on the way up to my room, and then we immediately started rubbing each other through our pants when the door closed.
We got naked and jerked and frotted for a bit before he leaned in and began to flick my nipples with his tongue. As soon as he pulled off I leaned in and kissed him long and deep. I suggested we move to the bed and he agreed.
That led to some intense kissing, jacking, and sucking. He took me in his mouth first, leaning over and swallowing my cock. I wanted to repay him and I sucked on his fat shaft and licked his balls as I stroked him. I shot all over his hairy chest and he added his load to my own a minute later.
Couldn’t get pics but it was a long overdue return to action. Hoping I don’t have to wait as long for the next one.
Sorry for the long period of radio silence. But life (and a one year-old at home) are getting in the way of extracurricular fun.
Good news is I have a new connection that may turn into something and I’m heading out of town for work and what should hopefully be a few days of hosting mutual bate sessions in my room.
Thanks for the messages and kind words. I hope to have more to share with you soon!
Off to meet my married buddy from the Kohls bathroom. Fingers crossed he will let me take some pictures of our playtime!
Real life has gotten in the way of fun but back now and hope to have some more stories and pics to share!
No luck with the usual channels and some guys I’ve played with in the past are jammed up. Hoping to connect with a local guy and get my hands on his cock. Until then, just have to settle for my own hand.
Been quiet/offline for a while, mostly due to work and having a baby at home. Still a horny fucker…if you’re in the Richmond, VA/804 neck of the woods, drop me a line.
Been aching for some action lately. I’d planned a big meet up with a buddy from out of town, but some family emergencies led him to cancel the trip. So it’s been a long few weeks of nothing but my hand. If you’re in the Richmond VA/804 area and want to get together for some fun, don’t be a stranger.
My married buddy is due into town this afternoon. Planning an afternoon of sucking and fucking in his hotel. Stay tuned for stories and pictures.
Yup - happily filming the action!
Last July, I connected with another bi married guy who was in town for work. We met at his hotel where he sucked me and I fucked him.
Last week I heard from him - he’ll be back in town February 1st - 4th. We are planning a few good long meets, and he wants to take pictures. Stay tuned…
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Mmmm wish my wife wanted one of these…
Through Craigslist I found a guy who works at my company (not in the same department - we are both at a large company in the Richmond area). He’s submissive and curious about getting fucked. We met up after work at the gym to talk and ended up sharing a shower stall where he sucked me and took my load on his face. Last week, I had a rare window to host and had him over. This time, he wore a pair of sexy panties and sucked me off. I gave him another huge load all over his face. After he left I got a Kik message - “next time I want you in my ass.” I think that can be arranged…
Chatting with a local married guy on Kik. We decided to meet to grab coffee and shoot the breeze. Ended the meet in his car with his cock in my mouth. Suffice it to say, we are going to get together again.
Story of a meet that happened just about a year ago. I’ve met up with this guy twice since - and I got to suck that cock of his!
I had a good feeling about him from the first. Of the responses to my Craigslist post, his was the only one that was a) spelled correctly, and b) multi-syllabic. To read his e-mail, I realized he was a lot like me - married in his early 30s and bi. Past curious - I had tasted cock enough to know it wasn’t an idle curiosity for me. Happily married but needing that thing that only a man could give me, and wanting to help a friend who - like me - sometimes went longer without pussy from the wife than I’d like.
We swapped messages and learned we were in the same boat in more ways than one. Like me, it had been a while since he had done anything with another guy. Like me, he was looking for a regular buddy to meet. He said he’d had experience but not a ton - he said he’d gladly return a blowjob but didn’t know how good he was at it, and he said it was his wife’s time of the month so he was plenty backed up.
We determined the halfway point for the two of us and planned to meet at a Kohl’s - just to say hi. Call me crazy but I really like to meet and get to know a guy a little bit before we whip our cocks out. Fortunately he was down for that too. When to meet? Why not today, he asked? Worked for me. It was a light day at work, and we planned to meet in the men’s section at five fifteen.
On the drive over, I felt the familiar pang in my stomach - a unique cocktail of nerves, excitement, and that raw lust for another man.
I made it to the store a little early and e-mailed to let him know. No response but I figured he was behind the wheel. It was five ten.
It was five fifteen. Then five twenty. And then five twenty-five. I was still browsing the men’s section. I figured even if he didn’t show up, I could grab a new sweater.
Then I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. “Parked. Walking in.”
Instead, I saw a handsome guy with a crewcut and glasses, about my age and wearing a polo shirt and slacks.
As we talked, I felt comfortable, and I think he did too. Finding a guy to beat off with is harder than it should be, with the weirdos or the guys who live with their moms or the ones who want to suck your toes while they jerk you. To find a guy who was downright normal - who could even be a friend - was a relief that crashed over me. We chatted for a few minutes about work, traffic, how it had “been a while,” code without ever coming out and saying it.
“So…” I asked. “Would you maybe want to meet up again?”
“Definitely.” He said it with a smile. A great sign. I thought that was going to be that, until…
“I’m gonna hit the restroom before I get on the road…” He nodded back towards the corner of the store. I said “good call.” We said goodbye and he walked off. I pretended to browse those sweaters for another minute before I casually made my own way towards the men’s room.
The bathroom was empty, except for him at the urinals. I saw his arm moving as he turned around to face me. A soft, cut cock was in his hand, and it was growing larger. I stepped forward and he ran his hand over the front of my slacks. My zipper went down and my quickly stiffening cock sprang forth. I’m about six inches cut, but pretty thick. His was about a hair longer than mine but thinner. His pubes were neatly trimmed, shorter than mine, and he had a nice set of balls dangling beneath his meat.
The door to the handicapped stall hung ajar behind us. He nodded back towards it. “You want to go in there?”
We stepped back into the spacious stall. I slowly reached out towards his now rigid cock. He didn’t shy away as I ran my fingers over it. His eyes were fixed on my cock as I intently worked his. “You have a great cock,” I whispered. “You too.”
My own cock was leaking precum. It smeared on his as we pressed our heads together. The spongy skin on skin contact made me shudder in delight. I rested his on top of mine and began to jack them together. We were close to each other, and there was no sound in the bathroom except for our breathing. I wanted to lean in and kiss him, but we hadn’t talked about that and I didn’t want to spook him. More than that, I wanted to be on my knees slurping on that cock, giving him what he wasn’t receiving from his wife. Sucking him the way I would want a mouth to work me over.
We heard footsteps - it was like a scene from a movie (“he’s right outside the door!”). He sprang back to the urinal and I closed the door to the stall. We waited, still hard but now doing our best to look nonchalant, as another guy used the urinal for its actual purpose. What an oddball.
As soon as he left, i rejoined my friend at the urinals. He was jacking it pretty furiously now. I asked if he was going to shoot and he nodded. I started jerking again, and i cupped his ass with my free hand. He’d loosened his belt and I was able to work my fingers down past his waistband and press them against the warm flesh of his ass. I wanted to probe his hole with my fingertip and coax the cum out of his cock. But just then he fired a blast of jizz into the urinal. As he launched another shot, I went over the edge and unloaded my balls - three days full - into the porcelain.
When it was over, when the last drops were out, we exchanged smiles. Washed our hands and said how much we both needed it. Made plans to get together again, swapped legit e-mail addresses outside of the murky world of Craigslist servers, and we went on our way. I knew I had a good feeling about him.