Please do all you can to support nifty. This is our part of the web, and it's not cheap to run a server, website, and the like. Also it's very time consuming. Thanks to nifty guys like us have a place. Terry Having taken a week vacation from my work as a teacher, I didn't have the salary to go to the Caribbean. Baltimore has some interesting places to go, but as far as one's salary as an educator, it's hard to come by money sometimes. Inflation at the grocery store and gas pumps were painful. Yet as a young gay male in my early 20's, nothing made me happier than giving blowjobs. Here I had control over another man. Sigmund Freud was probably correct about oral fixations, and I had been told by lovers, that I gave head like none other. It had been a year since Bill and I had broken up. Yes I missed him, but not his acerbic personality, that always seemed to bring headaches and other stress. Happy he was still teaching in a neighboring community, and yes his students loved his drama classes. Yet I wanted a drama of pleasure, and I decided to have some Grindr fun. It was time for me, to find several guys, to have pleasure pleasing.
While Bill and I were both versatile during our time together, I had recently been frustrated. A lot of it probably started with my first experience, as I had my first blowjob in scouts. James had introduced me some 10 years ago, to head in a tent on the Patuxent River. That night had started out normally, but by the end of the night, countless loads were released as we both took turns on each other. That first smell of another man as I went down on him, and the sensation of a mouth full of penis was remarkable. Since I was young I knew, but until that point had only mutually masturbated with a friend of mine. James showed me more than that, and in a gentle way too. After that we were always tent mates, and every trip we'd get each other off.
As I wondered where he was, the memories of going down on him, left me with an erection that wouldn't go away. In the living room and on the couch, I pulled my shaft out, stroking with these images. Thinking of that slurping noise, I came with such intensity it surprised me. Burned out from teaching Algebra and Trigonometry, it was wonderful not to wake up before the sun. There was no commute to the school, licensure meetings, or other headaches. I finally after consideration downloaded Grindr. My plan was simple. Find 3 to 4 guys to suck off, but I didn't want this at my house. Anonymous guys are fun, but for my own sanity's sake, far better to do these activities in a neutral location.
Downloading the app showed a few pictures of me. One was standing in a shower wearing a towel, the other was a close up of my penis in tight underwear. If I got sucked great, if not the same sentiment. The only problem was to see who'd be game, or who would flake out. A lot of bi curious guys won't show up. That's a given. Yet in a few days, I made reserving a room at the Comfort Inn possible. At $85 a night, I planned on going down on men in those cheesy floral bedspreads. The reserving for Friday was a cinch, and as I checked my app, there were some good candidates. Then again a lot of work by attrition. As before I had a good system in place. In addition to getting the guys numbers, there would be some rapport building. On a plus note less men decline or flake out over a blowjob, then going all the way. It was and still is something I don't understand, because while occasionally I'd get a married man to top me, more often than not head was what was desired.
Then again it was my passion. Getting horny thinking of James bobbing up and down on me, or when I'd take his whole penis in my lips turned me on. That cock he had was immaculate, and I missed squeezing his balls gently, and swallowing his DNA down my throat. Grindr was up and running. A shitshow for some time, but finally I was in touch with Matthew. A good looking ginger who was attending college nearby. We both sent each other our explicit, and some normal photos. As we chatted, finally we exchanged numbers, and were able to text. He was tall and slender, and his shaved penis was beautiful. Whenever around statues in the art gallery, I always smiled by how many were nude men. Nothing against women, but a naked man showing off wearing nothing, was far more attractive to me. If I ever had to paint or sculpt a nude man in an art class, I probably would turn to putty.
Things were looking good with Jason as well. He was a light skin black guy. Quite handsome with short hair and nice physique. At first things went all over, but as we texted on the app, the first steps to win him over were resolved. Jason was bi and had received head from men before. He definitely intrigued me. His muscles and that large cock, with the curly pubes made me delirious. This would be my first time with a black man, so as long as he would show up. More discussions and he was ready to experience what my mouth could do. His big penis would be a challenge I enjoyed. It had been some time since I had 9 inches, but the trunk he had would be all mine. It was every bit of my intention to have him, explode in my mouth like a geyser.
Sitting around and texting back and forth with these guys, I decided a good start. Yet as I took a break with Netflix, a guy named Kevin was hitting me up. He was older than me in his mid 40's. He looked a lot like Chuck Norris, and after some coaxing with my nude pictures, he finally showed me more of what he was working with. So athletic with thin hips and washboard abs. This was even more pleasing, as he made me change my mind. If he did show up to my hotel, damn right I'd bring the lube. His small but thick cock would feel amazing, and he really seemed eager to be inside of me. Kevin would be last, and I hoped he and the other guys weren't nut jobs. When is guys do this, there is some risk, and the Comfort Inn staff knew of my situation. The manager and I dated years previously, and while our romance didn't last, we were still good friends. Now Dave was with one of the hotel employees. I didn't wish to create anxiety for him and his lover, but appreciated having fellow gay men close by. Dave would check the guys out as they walked in, and let me know of any red flag concerns.
In a couple days it was time. Until then I shaved my crotch, and also douched the sooner it got. The idea of Kevin with his strength going at me was a turn on. It had been some time since I had been penetrated. My ass was as tight as it ever had been. The pulsating prostate machine pounded inside me, as I came with such a ferocity I hadn't experienced in years. That G spot was still magical, and I made my way across town. Parking my Camry, I went to room 210. There I had a fridge which I filled with beer, waters, and foods. I was so ready for Matthew. He told me that he'd wear no underwear, so I could get to his lovely Irish ginger cock in no time. The fire red legs hairs showed his background on the pictures and videos. When he sent me a complete masturbation clip, it made me go absolutely crazy. I sat on the king bed, wearing my low cut briefs. Resting I became almost comfortable about that door knock. Every bit of my hearing activated, and through the door hole I saw him. Opening it Matthew entered quite confidently. Offering him a beer, and with gay porn streaming from my laptop to the room television, I knew that each guy needed a little bit of prep time.
We sat on the bed. Drinking beers, he also soon joined me wearing only his underwear. His package was so close. Finally he rubbed his hard crotch on my leg, which is of course the go ahead signal. Taking his underwear off, I loved how his hot and hard shaft felt in my hands. Matthew was smiling. Completely under my control, as I gently massaged his cock and balls. He made this guttural sound of masculinity and testosterone. What a lovely cock, and I saw the precum, as I took him into my soaking hot wet mouth. Tongue over my teeth my face bobbed up and down. Spitting on his cock he was so damn happy. I kept at his manhood with tenacity.
That smell of cum and sex. The blankets he grabbed with his fingers. I loved slobbering all over his sex organ. His pulsating penis was so delicious, and I loved to control him. I adored feeling just a bit of bumps, where his bright red pubes were trying to grow out of. His eyes closed and my literally swallowing his precum up, it dribbled back on his sex. I made sure to speed things up. Soon I was given the ultimate award, as he breathed heavily, and screamed exploding in my mouth. All of his salty tasty cum down my throat.
Matthew smiled at me. He was so handsome, and I got what I expected, no reciprocal fun. It was okay as I was hard despite this, and knew later my balls being full would lead to an explosion. As usual it was awkwards, especially for the man I had given a blowjob too. There is always this strange feeling. Yet Matthew was out there, and while I appreciated his hug, he was back outside to the real world again. Touching my own cock, I thought of how nice it was to deepthroat him.
Somehow I had fallen asleep. There were a lot of calories to do what I had done, but I also got some back with the sperm that went to my stomach. Sweet dreams, and then a loud knock. Going in only my low briefs Jason showed up. At first I wondered if he was going to slow things down. Yet sure enough he took his pants off. Under his boxers was a gigantic cock. He looked a bit like NFL quarterback Jason Campbell. Very sexy.
This was my first black cock. There was a slightly different taste and scent, but I absolutely loved it. Looking up at him on the bed, he was as well. All he kept saying was "suck me." How could I not, although this was the biggest cock I ever had seen. Sucking his monstrous private parts, his balls filled my mouth. I absolutely devoured him with complete passion. Soon he was losing it. All composure was gone, and I was rewarded with even more sperm in my mouth. So delicious and sweet. He thanked me for a good time and was gone too. No strings attached meant that. Yet I finally had enjoyed the big size of penis I always desired.
Taking a shower, I got some pizza. Now in a green low briefs underwear, I got a text "it's Kevin five out." I thought of his handsome and rugged looks. From the pictures I guessed 4 to 5 inches, but when I took his shorts off, he screamed as I sucked his hard penis. Slurping his balls, Kevin started to lube up my hole. I needed this. As I went down on him, I felt how hard he was. He had despite a small one, the most perfect cock I'd ever seem. On the smaller side, but when he entered, I rediscovered my love of getting pounded. Oh yes he kissed me and felt my dick up too. Canonic I was ready to cum.
Touching his nipples we kissed. His Adonis pecs were nothing short of extraordinary. Sucking him like a vacuum cleaner, I also bent over per his request. He loved me from behind, and I had to admit now if felt better than before. We kissed and fucked. He knew what he was doing, and as he turned his cock, he took me from the side. Heat and hormones out of control. As his loads of white cum traveled in me, I had a massive orgasm that was beyond what words can describe. Both of us cumming was the best thing to happen alll day.