Friday, July 20, 2012

Cleaning Ladies

So, the older soccer jock blew me off yesterday with a message indicating he'd forgotten that it was "cleaning lady day".  That's up there with "I can't go with you to your aunt's brunch because I have a dentist's appointment" type of lame excuses.  Just man up, be direct, and state that you're no longer into it, man.  Cripes.  This was after his asking if I'd been with other men since seeing him.  Okay Sherlock, do you assume that men who post ads on Craig's List are monastic after connecting with you?  You leave days between your responses and you expect that the guy has tied a piece of thread around his cock to avert a hardon in the opt chance that you might actually respond and want more?  Give me strength.

Okay, enough ranting.

So, an actual fb, the horny arab guy, contacts me and indicates he wants to connect.  However, he has HIS cleaning lady (real) coming late morning, so it means my either coming first thing in the morning or late afternoon.  As I didn't have late morning availability it meant first thing (painful as I had about 1/2 a cup of the coffee remaining to drink before showering and jumping in the car.)  I was pleased with myself to make it to his place in record time, and aside from his forgetting to disarm his security system when he unlocked the door things went seemlessly.

Again, he was playing  "Breeding Ian Jay" on his DVD, a great film to see on a big screen tv as TIM's filming is superb.  Apparently this must be one of two gay porn films he has (the other is some horrible Czech flick with too much feigned grunting and moaning.)  When he plays Ian Jay I am torn as I just want to watch the flick, particularly the opening segment with Dan Fisk:  hot!

The Arab is incredibly sexy:  a hairy bear, solid from swimming and regular constitutionals.  He was rock hard when I walked in (so he hadn't been partying lately, thank God) and it was nice to see it sticking straight out when I walked in; I knew I'd see him cum.

We made out standing up for a long time; he's incredibly sensual, and likes that aspect of it.  He got into some leisurely sucking of my cock, but being seriously hard he enjoyed my giving him prolonged head/I was concerned he'd shoot and then the show would be over.  However, hearing the clock ticking I was careful to pull off and to roll him onto his stomach to begin working his ass with my tongue.  It's always a feeling of satisfaction and skill when you can feel the guy's rosebud go from taut to totally relaxed as you lick and jab at it with your tongue.  The Arab was pulling his cheeks apart so I could get my tongue into him deeper.  He had a deep, feline like singular mantra "fuck, fuck!, oh fuck!" as I ate his ass.  My cock was throbbing and I had the excuse that we had limited time so I rose up, and rubbed my cock up and down the crack of his ass.  He reached back, grasped me and lined the head up with his hole so I could push in.  It was wet and his mantra turned into a low purr/growl "fuck, FUCK!, oh fuck!"  His nipples are very sensitive (lucky guy) so I wrapped my arms around his furry chest and worked them as I jabbed and thrust.  He grunted that we should do this every day so I guess he was getting what he wanted.

He needed a break after awhile and for me to use some lube as he was getting sore (he was actually sheepish about going there; I finally had to say "if you're going to enjoy it more, let's use some lube!")  He loved being on his back but he couldn't keep his legs fully up and I couldn't easy stay inside him with them lowered.  Finally he straddled me and started to work his cock while sliding up and down.  He wanted to know if I could cum that way:  we have an agreement that I won't shoot in him, so I was surprised/confused and asked if he wanted me to cum in him (when you bareback, and for a considerable length of time does it make a difference?  I mean my precum was certainly in him anyway...)  He replied that he didn't know.  I usually can't cum with a guy straddling me (my cum wants to shoot down I guess, not up.  Actually, it's insufficient friction for me in that position) but it was feeling good and I knew he wanted to stroke off with my cock up his ass.  So, I cheered him on and he shot a nice load and quickly pulled off me as his ass immediately got hypersensitive.  However, being really considerate he spit in his hand and started to vigorously stroke my cock.  Normally I can't get off if someone else is stroking it, but yesterday it was all clicking and I soon shot a nice load; certainly enough to soak his hand towel. 

We laid back and checked the time:  I'd arrived at 9:30 and it was 10:10; the cleaning lady was coming at 11:00, so we had time to enjoy some afterglow before I dressed and booked.  He asked me what type of soap I prefer as he wants to get some for when I visit in the future:  I take this to mean we're regulars now.

Soon I was out the door and, up and about, accomplished several major errands.  When I arrived home I had a message from my very hesistant, overly analyzing, and extremely hirsute pal who wanted me to come over.  Having gotten my nut, however, I was able to think with my brain and responded I needed to get stuff done: but, that tomorrow is a possibility...

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