I'm not a "lucky" guy. I say that, yet look at my life and think that, relatively speaking, I am pretty lucky. I'm good looking, have a nice apartment, a great job, a big dick, good friends and a great family. But all in all, I find myself feeling more on the UNlucky side.
But not this weekend.
As everyone in NYC knows, we got clobbered with snow on Friday.
I was set to head to sun and sand early Friday morning, and knew that snow was in the forecast. Fortunately, unlike almost every other person in this country, I was able to travel. I guess there was a short window of time when a handful of planes on the east coast were able to fly...and mine was one of them!
Once I got to warmth, I met my friend and headed over to his place. The weekend was all about relaxing, seeing friends and I was going to see a few condos to possibly buy.
So now to the thing you're all wondering...even though ass wasn't the focus, I got some.
At dinner on Saturday night I noticed a guy across the restaurant who kept cruising me. He was about late-30's and had what looked to be a good body. He got up to hit the head, and I decided to do the same (knowing all too well that most of the bathrooms down there are single occupancy). He was in when I got there. When he came out, he cruised me hard, and I did the same. I started going in then looked back. He was looking back at me. I smiled and he slowly returned. Before I closed the door he asked what my name was. I told him. Then he asked for my number. I said, "Fuck the number, come in and I'll give you a blow job."
He looked a little scared, and I just said, "Don't be a pussy, come in and let's get at it." So he looked back saw that the coast was clear and came in. I jumped his bones. We rubbed each other's body up and down. He began rubbing my cock, opened up my fly, and out came my cock which was getting harder and harder, begging for attention. He got down on his knees and began giving me a blow job. The dude was clearly scared about getting caught, which got annoying, and his blowjob was "tentative." For me, the risk of getting caught made everything hotter. He stood up, unbuttoned his fly and pulled out a dick that was definitely less than average. I'm really not a size queen. Truly. But this was very small. One of, if not THE smallest cocks I've ever seen. I totally ignored its size, and enthusiastically got down and began blowing him. I can only imagine what kind of reactions he gets from some guys (who have no tact and no awareness). I felt bad for the guy. Here he was, not only a nervous wreck, but a nervous wreck with a small dick.
Not long after I began blowing him there was a knock on the door. Fortunately at the same time, he was about to come, so he pulled out of my mouth and aimed to shoot in the toilet. I got up and reached my hand out to catch his jizz. I got a good amount and used it to rub out my own load.
He left the bathroom, and I followed. Later he walked by my table and slipped me his number.
I didn't see him again.
Later that night, my friends and I went to a couple bars, ending up at one of the larger ones in the city. Soon after getting there, I felt a pat on my ass. I turned around, and this huge ripped Greek guy was standing in front of me. Tall and jacked. With a very thick accent, said "You have the best ass here." After checking out his mound of an ass, I said, "Yours ain't so bad either...and it's a lot more likely I'm going to be in you than the other way around."
His face lit up with a huge grin and he came in for the kiss. He had great juicy lips and a big thick wet tongue that made it's way around my mouth and down my throat. He tasted good. We made out in the corner for a long time. Feeling each other up and down. Rubbing his cock (which felt thicker than thick). Rubbing my cock. Becoming more and more aggressive until we decided to get the fuck out of there. He had a place that was close to mine, so we headed over there.
I was feeling especially randy, so right after we hit the road, I leaned over and started giving him road-head. I whipped out his sausage and was right about its size: thick, long and uncut. I went down on him, and his moans were abnormally enthusiastic. I give good head, I know, but these sounds were a little too much. Oh well, I took it as a good thing and continued working on his bone. I came off his dick, for fear of blowing my load right then and there in the car, and soon thereafter pulled up to his place.
As we walked from his car to his apartment, I had a better view of his hot hot hot ass. Did I say it was hot? He had on jeans that weren't all that tight, and his ass still bumped out of them. His chest was beefed out and he had huge arms. Simply put, the guy was a "beefcake."
We got up to his room, and got back to making out. Rubbing each other all over and slowly stripping. I plopped my penis out, and told him to blow me. He got down, grabbed my cock and ate it. I began fucking his face, but his fist was in the way, so I pulled him off my cock so I could get in as deep as possible. Unfortunately, he wasn't that good. He couldn't deep-throat, and wanted to keep grasping my cock so that not too much of it went down. This did nothing for me, so I pulled him up and threw him on the bed (on hands and knees) and began tongue-fucking his ass. It was so soft. Almost moist, like he had lubed it up. I know that some guys do lube up their ass before playing, especially if they're expecting to get nailed raw, but this wasn't lube. It was just an extraordinarily smooth hole.
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I had a good time eating him out. I wasn't really looking for anymore head, so I just decided to fuck...and he was down with that. He threw me some lube and a condom. After getting him on his back, I lubed up and played with his hole...priming him for my boner. After slathering some lube on my cock, and slapped his crack and hole with it and slowly began pushing the head in. He reached around to my legs and pulled me in, knowing that I didn't have the condom on because I was still holding it in my teeth. So I went with it. Pumped in slowly, then went back and forth a couple of times. He was loving this; moaning as loudly as he was when I was giving him head in the car.
His ass felt great. I squeezed my sphincter which lifted my cock up inside his ass. I could feel that doing this was squirting some good precum up his hole. I started fucking harder...and harder, and he was furiously jacking his cock. We stayed in that position through the end (about 10 minutes of fast, slow, varied fucking), until he warned that he was going to cum...We both shot huge loads. His on his chest, mine his his ass. After cumming, I kept pounding and could see thick wads of cum coating my shaft and the outside of his hole. When I did end up pulling out, a nice thick stream of my man-juice dribbled out. It looked great.
He looked up at me, covered in cum, and smiled the same smile he greeted me with. I slapped his thigh, and asked to rinse off.
we went. On the way home he mentioned that he was going to be in NYC for the Black Party, and asked if I was here, planning on going to the party, and if I was interested in hanging again. I said sure.
He was a hot guy with a great ass and a great bod...but there wasn't really that much passion, and he couldn't really suck cock, so I'll probably not see him again.
