I remember another time when I was in a neighborhood bar and quite drunk and a guy walks up and whispers in my ear “you wanna suck my cock?” He turned and started out the back door to the parking lot. I finished my drink and thought “was he kidding?” And followed him out the back door!
I found him in a fairly dark area leading on his car smoking a cigarette. As I walked around the car he says”i thought you would, so let’s get started! With that he unzipped his pants, pulls it a big hard cock, and say “down on your knees!”
I got down and he put both hands on my head, and he starts to face fuck me! After he finished, in about 10 minutes, he zips up, turns and walks away! I push my hard on down in my pants and walk back in the bar and have another drink! Never knew who he was and never saw him again!…..love random sex!….
I had a similar encounter but not quite so random. I knew the guy by sight and that he was gay.
On an off-day and off-hour for bar-restaurants, I went into my favorite local pub and sat at a high-top and ordered a drink. I already had a good buzz going, a nice cocktail of a couple drinks and a certain “medication” (a stimulant that makes me relentlessly horny, a veritable aphrodisiac). The place is empty except for me and a few people sitting at the bar, and of course the bartender and a couple waitstaff.
Now I’m horny and looking for cock, but just wanted to relax and wait for business to pick up. One of the people sitting at the bar was a waiter who had just finished his shift. This is the selfsame guy I knew by sight and knew to be gay. I measured the scene. He’s gay. He’s good looking. He’s alone.
And I now wanted him. Bolstered by drink, etc., I go sit next to him, small talk him and tell him I want to suck his cock.
He asks me if I have a place to go. Nope. Do you have a car? Yup. Where parked? I tell him. He says, “I’ll be waiting out there for you. Wait a minute before you follow me. You don’t want people to see us leave together.”
We get into my van and drive to a secluded spot. I kneel between the bucket seats as he unzips a gorgeous hard cock and I go to town on him. I am having the time of my life sucking him. He’s telling me I give the best head, boosting my enjoyment of having cock in my mouth. After 10 minutes he tells me to lick his balls while he jerks off. He starts to cum and I go for it, but he stops me. “You don’t want to do that. A good way to get AIDS.” I’m disappointed, but I obey. I have to content myself with watching him cum all over his hand and stomach. (Watching guys jerk off and cum is a joy unto itself. No?) I lovingly clean him up with some paper towels. I used every bit of my will power not to start licking him clean.
We hooked up once more at his friend’s apartment, but the same routine: Sucking for my reward, but being denied.
I need to swallow. I cannot be denied. We never hooked up again.
