Suck-cess!

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Nada!

Five days without anything. Actually, I've had a couple of opportunities, but I wasn't that jacked for picking the guys up that I saw available. I've seen the guy I argued with a few times but ended up dating again a few weeks ago - at least twice this week. Tonight, in particular, he was very available as he outstretched his arm to wave when I saw him standing in front of a bar again tonight. The guy photographed with his pubes cut off a couple months ago asked for a ride home yesterday evening and I gave him one. He got a quick massage through his worn jeans but that was all as he said his new roommate would be in his apartment at that hour. Then there was the guy pictured in my last posting standing at a bus stop again - but it was too late and I only waved as I needed to get home at that hour. Like I said, opportunities, but no go. Hopefully I'll see the right guy at the right time next time I cruise - as I really don't like going without this long.

Must Have Enjoyed Last Date as Much as I Did

The cute guy I picked up while he was riding his bicycle about a week ago was at a bus stop tonight. When he saw me at a red light, he walked right through the traffic up to my car and asked if he could have a ride. Since he was looking as fine as ever, I naturally said I had time to drop him off. When we got to his place, he said he had time if I had time... I made time.

Hott Dickless Cruise

While driving the length of one of the well-known redlight districts in Chicago, I saw two ladies struttin' their stuff. The first one quietly said, "Hello" when I was at a dead intersection and sitting at, ironically, a red light. Just before passing the second one about three-quarters of a block down the street, the second lady jaywalked across the street in front of my vehicle. This happens lots at night when ladies want to be noticed, as one way to get noticed - in their minds, anyway - is to walk in front of a vehicle! She shouted, "Heeeey, Papi!" Less than a half-block further down the street, a very handsome guy, maybe 35 years old, tops, was walking down the sidewalk fast, apparently to catch up to the ladies. In his black and white striped sweater and blue jeans, he was sporting a nice trim body. His trimmed black beard and neat, close, well-combed hair made him look all the more masculine and handsome to me. He was totally oblivious to my interest at first. By the third time I circled by him, he saw me give him a thumbs up, and he shook his head "no" and kept walking. Next time, I pointed in the direction of the way he was walking as if to offer him a ride to wherever-he-was-going, and this time he held eye contact longer and shook his head "no" more vehemently - but not as though he was upset or anything. By now, the lady who said 'hello' was no longer around or available, but the second one was still trying to get my attention and ignoring the stud on the street that was following her and being cruised by me. Finally, I lowered the window and pulled right up to the guy as he walked down the sidewalk just a few yards behind the lady, and I said, "C'mon, man, I wanna suck your dick!" He said something, but much too soft for me to hear, and kept walking. I figured there was no way I was going to get in his pants, so I headed out of the area. As I drove away, I looked back to see if he had met up with the second lady who yelled 'heeeey, Papi' that he seemed so determined to date. I didn't see either one of them. Figuring they went behind that nearby restaurant so he could get head in the dark. I was tempted to go spy on them, but I didn't. I would have loved to see this guy do his thing with the bitch. But, I just called it a night and headed home hard as a rock. Maybe, next time I see him, there won't be any bitches to give him head and I'll get to do the honors. Nice thought, anyway. Cruising a hott straight is soooo exciting sometimes.

A Regular Looking Good Tonight

I just love this guy's cock! Nice slit on the tip of the cock's head which gives precum. When his balls and cock are touched, licked, and sucked on heartily, he stiffens out to a pulsating 9 inches or more.

He loves parking his cock in my non-stop sucking mouth.
I see this guy around at least once every two weeks - sometimes more often. When I saw him the other night, unfortunately, I was headed private with the guy who wasn't so great a date. Tonight when I saw this guy I've been picking up for about 2 years now, I was alone and had plenty of time to have him relax and enjoy my oral services - which he obviously loves. He was dressed fine in his nice-fitting Dickie pants which always bring me to a halt to pick him up and to then get down on his ample tool. Just look at the tube on the bottom side of that long thick shaft. Scrumptious! After nursing his cock for a good 45 minutes or so, I left until the next time I see him looking this good.

Fourth Date with This Stud

I haven't seen this guy in a month, and I've been wanting to get in his pants again so badd. When I call him, he doesn't answer - when he calls me, it's bad timing too. Tonight, I answered when he called and he was wanting to meet up. Our dates are short and active. When we met at the usual place, he was looking so fine with his hair grown out a bit and dressed hott in a leather jacket, nice-fitting jeans and new black boots - yumm! He got in my vehicle and never put his knees together - kept those legs spread wide, non-verbally inviting met to get with a leg massage and a good crotch rub. When we got private, it was the first time I saw his dick 'asleep' as he is always too ready to bust it when we meet up. I actually got to see him without an erection and feel his cock grow in my mouth - something I love to do with guys. As always, he appeared to be ready to nut a tasty nutload within minutes but I made it last a while by licking the top and bottom sides of his long hard shaft. I love deepthroating this guy, so I went beyond his unzipped pants and unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans' button above the zipper to give him the 'entire' deepthroated experience again. The total deepthroating made him cum in less than a minute. During that minute, I was bumping and grinding his tool the way it drives him into a frenzy. That must be what keeps him cumming back for more.

Getting Treated Bad...

Getting treated bad even though the sex was good "sux"... A guy I haven't seen for a while flagged me down in the rain tonight, and I let him in the vehicle. He was clean tonight, so I agreed to "do something tonight" as he says when he wants head. No sooner did he get his rocks off and he starts ordering me around like his bitch or something. He said, "Give me a ride to McDonalds, give me your phone and don't talk while I'm on it or I'll be pissed," and more shit! Finally, I dumped his ass off at the curb - where he wanted to be dropped, and I screeched away before he had a chance to shut the door. He knows I'm pissed because he treated me like a 'no good for nothing cocksucker' tonight. Treatment I won't soon forget. Anyway, in spite of his gorgeous looks and hott tight body, I won't be picking him up for a while. I wanted his dick tonight, not his shit - and he gave me both.

Attracted to BadBoyz

The thug's inviting jeansThe thug's long fat uncut cock showing the mushroom head
The thug's uncut skin over the head
Hott papi's cock got sucked off!

Headed home the other night, I saw three cop cars parked haphazardly at a corner near a thug bar. The cops had the thug on his knees with his hands behind his head. He was searched from shaved head to thuggish sneakers and left kneeling for a good fifteen minutes. When let go, the thug darted the opposite way down a one-way side street. But that didn't stop me from trying to cruise the cute babe. I circled around a couple of one way streets and found that he was standing in the shadows down the one-way street checking his phone - probably to see what the cops would have seen when checking his phone. I parked along the side-street and waited for him to become aware of his surroundings again. When he did, he looked at me and ignored me. When I asked, "Any good bars around here?" he kept his far distance and said that there was one down the street. When I asked how the bar is, he said he didn't know what I considered good. Continuing with questions and his short answers, he finally walked a little closer and said, "You're a cop, too, right?" I told him no. Then, I told him I'd seen him being held by the cops and being searched. When I asked him why they were searching him, he said they do it all the time. When I asked what for, he didn't have an answer - he really doesn't know why. He then told me how he's sick of the cops stopping him and searching him. He said, "I'm 23 years old with 3 kids - I'm not one of those gangbangers on the street." When he saw I was receptive to his complaints - of which I was since I was interested in hearing his story - he moved right up next to my vehicle. While we spoke, his eyes scanned everything from the front seat to the back of the vehicle as he was still suspicious - especially after the ordeal he had just been through with the police. By now, I wasn't suspicious or afraid of him at all. His sincerity was coming through loud and clear. Then he said he wanted a beer before he headed home - a long distance from where we were - but the liquor stores were already closed. He had heard of after-hours places that sold beer illegally but didn't know where any were in the area. I've heard of a few, but I told him I didn't know of any since I didn't want to be buying illegal beer in the middle of the night. When we finally exchanged names and shook hands, he allowed the handshake to linger. I took this as a sign that this guy might be interested in getting together - and my perception was right. This thuggish stud asked for a ride to the train so he could get out of this neighborhood and back home to his neighborhood. While giving his jeans a long-lasting look - right where it counts - his legs spread, and we had a good time together.
When I called him the next day, he was receptive to my phone call while I heard 'family noises' in the background. He was happy I called, played it off like I'm just a regular friend, and said to call again when I had time to drive to his 'hood. He will definitely be worth the drive!

Second Bike Rider in as Many Nights

I'd just come out to cruise on a Friday night when I saw the cute guy, on a bike tonight, that I'd messed with a couple of months ago when he was only curious. A couple of weeks ago he let me in his pants for a few minutes to taste his cock. Both were somewhat frustrating dates because I really wanted to enjoy this cute guy. Tonight we went a step further. He spent some quality time letting me massage his six pack and taste his cock and balls. Still didn't nut for me, but he definitely got a decent erection and used it to thrust it to the back of my mouth for a while. I even heard him start moaning and groaning for a while as I ran my wet lips up and down the shaft. Unlike last time, he was quite comfortable with the camera going off as long as there were no face shots of this straight horny stud. I've learned not to ignore guys working their bodies so fine on bikes as they're willing to park them and go private when they're worked up and horny! I have a feeling I'm going to get his nutload one of these times.

Horny and Lucked Out with Babe on Bike

Though I keep seeing Vincent around, I refused to pick him up because he's "obvious" about wanting to get picked up when he's with "trash" on the street. Though I'm a cocksucker, I am discreet about it unless I'm interested in the guy I'm talking to. Then, naturally, I'm quite blunt about what I like to do with a hott guy in private. Tonight, however, I saw Vincent like I'd never seen him before, riding a bike in the rain. He looked physically hott working his body on that bike in his jacket and black sweats with white sneakers and crew socks. Yumm! When he saw me, he was quick to flag me down and chat. He wanted me to put his bike in my vehicle and give him a ride home to go private. I told him I'd just follow him - and I did. His wife and son were nowhere to be had and I didn't ask about them. I know he's been having trouble with his marriage and I just assumed they were separated. As the last time I saw him, he got comfortable on his mattress on the living room floor and I got busy on his uncut cock. He likes my mouth tight on the cock as it slowly plumps and lengthens in my mouth. After deepthroating for a time, he likes to finish off with his hand while I massage his hard chest and legs. Just before busting his nut, he gives me the sign while moaning and groaning, and again I took his load.

Handsome Guy at Bus Stop... Again

Headed home today, I was looking at this handsome guy standing at the bus stop. He smiled and waved as if he knew me. Naturally, I circled back to see close up and if I knew him. I sure did. The night I met him, he was walking into a liquor store and I stopped to check him out when he left. He walked back from the direction in which he came, and I made my interest known by pulling up and making conversation. He was quick to figure out I wanted some dick and invited me to his apartment to get some. At first, I was interested in his handsome looks. After he unzipped his jeans and took his cock out, I was more interested in his awesome manhood! Last time I saw him - maybe August of last year - he was putting his dick away as I left his apartment late one night. Tonight, he wanted a ride home - and a repeat of the night we met, as well as the several dates after that. He's very discreet and says he has a problem with the ladies because he cums too fast. Tonight, I found he still has that problem - but with a dick like he's got, I'll settle for him being so quick! He shot a massive cumload out of that big thick cock and hefty balls within minutes. The distraction of his telephone ringing didn't even distract him. He just moaned, groaned and grabbed the back of my head to make it just right for him. He said I swallowed a five-day load!! Wish I could get him every five days.

Here's the date in pics, from start to finish.

Hours of Bliss

I walked into a fast food place for a drink and to use the restroom. I chose this place to stop at because one of the last times I stopped here, I ran into an former date, and we left there together to have another date that evening. When I came out of the washroom, a guy said, "Hey, man!" I looked and, as luck would have it, it was another former date sitting with some other guys having a late lunch or dinner. I sat where I could have a clear view of him to try and remember details of our former date. As I looked at him, I remembered quite clearly that we had met early last winter and he was a great date. We made eye contact several times and he smiled each time. I decided to stay there and read something in hopes that I'd have a chance to talk to him. Eventually, when safe to do so, so that his friends wouldn't see, I discretely signaled for him to come over and talk. He did so immediatley. He said that he was with one of several roommates from his apartment as well as other friends from his job. We talked for about fifteen minutes before he went back to his friends. When they left, he didn't. Eventually, he came back over to where I was and talked some more about his job, music, and more. Finally, I asked him if he wanted to go for a ride. He did, and the rest, as they say, was history repeating itself from last winter's awesome date! He lets me get all over his man-body and really needed it since his lady-friend is out of state until next week.

Quantity but Low On Quality

The past week saw four cocks in my mouth or throat, depending on hungness of the man. Last weekend, I met up with three guys. The first was the guy who I usually don't pick up because he's too drunk. His drunkness was questionable when I saw him looking cute as he was about a block away from his house - cute face and haircut and always sporting a hard cock when he sees me - or, I should probably say, when he sees my mouth. It was late, he was tipsy, and I was tired. So, I reluctantly allowed him to grab the back of my neck and force feed me for a while as he loves to do. Then I had to stop him - as I could see this was going to go on for hours again if I didn't stop him. That's how sessions go with this stud when he's been drinking some.
Next, I saw the handsome guy that I saw about a week ago sitting in front of a bar - the same guy I quit picking up because he got nasty about me not having money last time I sucked him - probably last winter sometime. But, since he's been giving me the hi-sign lately, I thought he was going to be civil like he was when we met. I picked him up, sucked his limp dick for a few minutes and asked him, "So, what's up?" He said he needed some money more than a bj. Again, we exchanged some unpleasant words and I left. I'm not sure if it's that "he doesn't get it" - "I don't get it" - "or we both don't get it!" But we are definitely having a lack of communication. This is twice now that I've proven to him that this is not a money-making proposition for him - and he's proven to me that it's not going to be a good time for me like it used to be if it isn't. What keeps me coming back to him is the first couple times we got together. No money asked for - and a quick hot load down my throat after he fucked my throat like I've got a pussy between my lips. Maybe he has me confused with another cocksucker who does pay him - I don't know. Whatever it is, I'm staying away from him - for now.

Determined to call it a night, I was headed home and saw a guy I noticed a couple of hours earlier, looking good along the street near some clubs. He was walking in hot black jeans, a nice plaid cowboy-style shirt, and a very inviting belt buckle which advertised that the dick behind that zipper is 100% chorizo (Mexican!) By now he was about a mile away from those clubs and, as I would find out after talking to him, walking home. He didn't remember me cruising him a couple of hours earlier, and I figured that's because there would have been so many cruising him that he was ignoring all the late night horny guys trying to unbuckle his belt buckle when he was out for drinks and pussy. Anyway, I timed it right. He asked for a ride back to his crib because he was tired. Naturally, I said, "I'm tired too, but since you're going my way, sure, get in." He sat there slouched down in the car seat with that tempting Mexican belt buckle and black jeans bulging right at me. I didn't have to look too long and hard for him to notice that I was enjoying the view. When we got to his place, he told me his roommates would be out since it was the weekend and I could come in. Right then, I knew I was probably going to get in those jeans. I mean, why would it matter if his roommates were home if we weren't going to do do something below the belt, right? So, with camera tucked in my pocket for photos of the impending suck-sess, I asked if I could snap a photo of his hott belt buckle, and things progressed from there. I spent about 45 minutes in his place, massaging those hott black jeans and belt buckle until he was about to bust out of those jeans with his nice-sized hard cock. I enjoyed it for quite a while. Unfortunately, he was too tired to bust it quickly, and I was way too tired by now to go on and on. Though I hated to do it, I told him that we'd have to meet up earlier another night - and he said he was fine with that. Also, what he didn't know is that while I was down on him, I rubbed myself off through my pants and was leaving with briefs full of my own cum. So, at least "I" got off.

Imagine my delight when this guy wanted a ride and he looked like this as he sat in the rider's seat.

These photos followed after he invited me in.

Then, last night: remember the guy I cruised a couple of months ago, and then 'got to know' when he let me give him a hand job? I've been seeing him around since the hand job and have just been nodding or waving to him with no interest in giving him a rub again. This time, he approached me as I sat at a red light and signaled for me to pull over to talk. He said he was ready to do more, and he was. He said he wanted to try a blow job from a guy. We went private, as he lived near the spot he saw me, and his relative wasn't home. I sucked his cock about 5 minutes, he got thick - almost hard. Then he said that that was enough for the first time. I thought he was kidding, but he wasn't. Being nervous that his relative would come in at any time, anyway, I was ready to leave - and I did. He's cute, he's straight-acting and looking, thuggish as hell, and he makes this cocksucker want to suck. So, I'll deal with him using my mouth as his experimental playground until I get sick of it. At this point, I think we find one another interesting. He says that I'm the first male cocksucker he's ever known, and I'm starting to believe that he's telling me the truth - and he's definitely the most undecided blowjob-receiver I've ever known - and that's the truth too. Oh yes, and when I tried to take a pic of his dick in my mouth, he said it would cost $10, so I went without. After all, I'm not making money on this blog so I'm not going to spend any to get pics either. Sorry.