Gangbanger Allows Touching Only

Awesome pick-up tonight. I saw a guy get out of a cab and start walking down a side street who looked too good to not go for. A short distance down the side street, he took his dick out of his nice pants and took a piss. As he zipped up, he saw me watching from my vehicle. He asked me what's up, and I just said, "Nice!" When he saw my interest in him he asked if he could have a ride for a few blocks since it was raining. Why he didn't take the cab ride all the way home, I don't know. Anyway, he was quick to ask if I like women and men and I explained that all he needed to know is that I wanted to suck his dick tonight. He swore no other man ever asked him if he could do that - and that he never would allow a man to suck him. I found that hard to believe that no man ever tried to get in this thug's pants. He was so fine looking and thug-gangster. He allowed touching his upper legs and crotch, and eventually removed his jacket half-way so I could sample his muscular arms. He said he works out - exercises. Being allowed to touch the pants, I went for the crotch and he didn't stop me. At first the dick got hard through his dark blue Dickie pants, but then faded. For a ride home, which he was getting anyway, he said I could touch only - and he shocked me by unzipping his zipper in those hott pants for the touching. I took the liberty of taking his cock out and messing with the uncut cock's extra skin, of which he had lots of it! I put my hand in his pants to play with his nuts, too. He just stared and watched me. After a very short time in his pants, he zipped up and kept his hand on his belt buckle, as shown here, and didn't let me near his cock again. He must have been curious to see what it felt like to be felt by a man, I guess. I also ran my hand through his crewcut haircut before he got out of the vehicle, of which he also allowed without comment. The babe gave me a number after I asked for it, but it's probably not his real one. Straight as hell - hotter than hell! When they're this thuggish and masculine, I guess I don't need a dick in my jaw to have a good time. I bust a full nut while messing with this one!

He's Been Working Out!

Last time I saw this guy, he was in sort of a bad mood and got nasty when I snapped a few pics which he always allowed in the past. So, I quit answering his calls for a while. Ignoring him must have done the trick. When I saw him walking from a friend's house to his place tonight, I saw him reach for his phone immediately. Before he could call, he saw me circle back to pick him up. He was looking so fine in his blue jeans and work boots. Yeah! When he got in the vehicle, he took his coat off and spread his legs. I could hardly wait to get my hands on him when I saw how he's been working his body and showing it off in a nice-fitting black t-shirt. He was always decently trim and well endowed, but now he's buff. I'm sure he got the reaction he wanted from me on his improved shape. The black t-shirt and blue jeans made him look yummier than ever - and I was graced with a good taste and a massive tart-tasting load in my mouth. He said it had been a month since he bust his nut, and I'm almost believing him when I saw his larger-than-ever load. He was very accommodating tonight, and I showed my appreciating by sucking it just like he loves it - slow while he's in control - slowly fucking my mouth and throat and having my throat buried down to the base as he shoots one thick wad after another into me while he moans in ecstacy. Why I'm the only guy getting in his jeans, I don't know. He's so fine!

Very Lucky on a Slow Sunday Night

What a Hott Body on This Thug-Man

Just cruising, I saw a guy I'd done several times before. Some times he's quick to get in my vehicle and go private, and other times he's like he was tonight - anxious to get home... alone! And he was looking so damn good in his blue jeans and with his fresh new short haircut. So I cruised around a short while and decided to try a bar or just head home. Seeing two guys at a bus stop, I slowed down and took a good look. The nice looking of the two acknowledged my slowing and looking. So I circled back, nodded, pulled across the instersection and pulled over. When he was looking my way and the other guy wasn't, I discreetly tapped my brake pedal twice. He kept watching and I turned my directional on for two quick flashes and then stopped and did it again. In the rearview mirror, I could see him walking my way. He opened the car door and said he remembered me from visiting his neighbor in the next house. Being Sunday, CTA busses are few and far between, so I asked him if he'd like a ride. He asked, "All the way to my place?" I said, "Sure." With much gratitude, he leaned back and innocently spread his legs. Wow! This good-looking 34 year old papi of 1 reintroduced himself and shook hands with a long hold after shaking. With that hint, I put my hand on his lap just above the knee of his left leg. His muscular leg tightened as he looked down at my hand. At that, I took his hand again, held the fingers as he held mine before and rested both our hands on his upper leg. He was content with that. Sometime later, I brushed up his leg and told him how muscular I found his legs to be. At that, he flexed his arms as if to say "I'm strong, Papi!" I responded with squeezing his bulging arm and said, "Nice! You've got a nice body. What kind of work do you do?" Turns out he works in an auto body shop. I was expecting to say, with his deep dark Latino tan and terrific ripped body, that he works construction as most of the fit guys I pick up are physical laborers in construction. Next, he took out his phone and showed me pics of a guy's dick plunged in a ladies' cunt and another one with just the long narrow uncut cock. I asked if it was his and he said, "Yeah." I said, "I want that," and started running my finger tips along the inseam of his blue jeans until my fingers went over a small soft print on the left inseam of his crotch. He guaranteed me that it would get to 8 inches. Having seen his cock pics in his phone, I knew he wasn't bullshitting either.
He asked me if I could circle by a liquor store before I dropped him at his house. He bought a couple of 40 ounce beers and asked if he could begin drinking. I told him it was risky with lots of police cars on the road. He waited until we got to his place to pop the top. Since he already mentioned living with a roommate, I told him I'd like his phone number to get together soon when he'd be alone. He said the roommate wouldn't be a problem at this hour and invited me in to quietly enter his bedroom. He quickly laid back on his bed with his jacket still on and spread his legs as he opened his pants. He was anxious to have his cock handled by me without the jeans and underwear between my hungry hands and his equipment. Though unnerved by the camera in the vehicle, he was much more comfortable with it in his bedroom with his jacket and shirt off as I snapped numerous pics of his body including that awesome uncut cock and six pack. After sucking him for a good while, he spit in his hand and started stroking mine which surprised me. He was a very unexpected pleasure for a slow slow Sunday night out and about. He vowed to not tell my friend (who he doesn't know I've sucked a couple of times), and I vowed to keep our secret too.

Date with a Vaquero

Headed home after cruising around for a short while, a guy dressed in black cowboy hat, black jeans, black shirt, and black boots standing with other people at a bus stop darted out of the crowd and waved with both arms. He didn't look familiar so I kept going and planned to circle back discreetly if possible to see who in the hell this cowboy was - as his tight jeans did catch my eye. Turns out that he was walking away from the bus stop by the time I circled back, and this time I saw that he looked somewhat familiar. He got in the vehicle and said, "Remember me?" I said, "Kind of." He took his hat off and said his name. Yep, it was a guy who was just as aggressive to get with me three other times, but each time he changes his "look" by having drastic changes in his wardrobe - each time being a hott outfit. Even though I'm really not one who's all that into the cowboy look, when it's as polished as this guy was with the clothes and look, it looked very enticing. He spread his legs and we were off to his place. He's a little beefy and not as youthful and attractive as most guys I go down on, but this guy presents himself well, always looking clean and ready. He's not all that well hung either, but gets me horny when I massage his tight-fitting jeans and package. In the past he's gone down on me too, but he didn't this date - just wanted to be done. Untypical of myself, I didn't take his load because he was tasting way way too spicy tonight - the kind of cum that can give a very upset stomach, so I've learned in the past. Enjoy the photo of his nut on his dick and hand - as I rarely leave that for the camera by swallowing that stuff like a bitch!

Repeat Date with Good Guy

When I headed out tonight, I drove back to the same corner where I saw last night's date at a bus stop - like I was magnetized to his pants or something like that. Tonight, however, I saw a guy I've been with maybe a half-dozen times in the past half year. Though not nearly as sexy as the guy I sucked off last night, this guy is a great conversationalist and he's always happy to see me. Of course I know one of the reasons he's always glad to run into me is because he can get his rocks off before we part - in fact, it's happened everytime we've spotted each other out-and-about since the late night I picked him up as he was leaving a bar which turned into our first date. Tonight, he was walking from the bus stop where he gets off the bus from work to get back to his apartment when I saw him, and he was quick to invite me to his place after stopping to pick up a little dinner at a Mickey D's in the hood. He had dinner, then I had dessert!

Cruising the Same Area as Last Night was Good Idea

As soon as I got to the place where I found last night's date, I saw one of my regulars waiting at the bus stop on the other side of the street where I picked last night's up. I can't imagine what tonight's stud was waiting for since he lives only a block away from that corner. When I asked him why he was sitting at the bus stop (looking so sucking good, by the way), I asked him if he was looking to get picked up. He said "No, just taking a walk." Yet, without asking, he got in my vehicle immediately, slouched a bit, started playing with his dick through his pants, and asked me what I was doing out. I doubted he just happened to take a break with one foot on the ground, the other one on the bench seat of the bus stop, and his gray gym pants stretched to the max by his crotch being accented in the middle of these spread knees. What a beautiful sight! And this bundle of studliness is so naively hott at times, he probably thinks he needs to do all that to get picked up. Not! And what was more beautiful was that I knew from the look in his sexy eyes that he was mine tonight. We took the block ride to his house and I sucked him off. With a fresh haircut, hott new light gray gym pants and a sexy smile, he looked better than ever. Really, in the two years or so I've been sucking this guy's dick, he's never looked so fresh and sexy to me. I'm still thinking his wife and baby must have left him - as he used to be very reluctant to take me home when he lived further south - anymore, going into his crib and getting his pants open down to below-the-balls is no problem.
When he bust his nut in my throat, I knew why he was out to get picked up tonight - compared to most other times, his nutload was unusually large. No doubt, he was needing my throat as much as - if not more than - I needed cock tonight. Turned out to be a great date with him tonight as he's very accommodating with getting his body, including sexy face and haircut touched all over. He's a cutey, all right.

Short Cruise and a Little Luck for a Quick Date

The Trade-Off with this Date...

I suck on this knowing he wont cum for a guy...

...if he'll let me get my hands on his body for a whileAs luck would have it, a guy came running towards my vehicle from a half-block away and it was the guy with the trim, hard body who never busts a nut but enjoys having my hungry mouth nurse his equipment. To me, that would be like sniffing a chocolate candy wrapper without ever enjoying the chocolate candy - but, to each his own. I figure it's a trade off with this guy that I've got to submit to if he's gonna let me get my jollies with him - I'll suck on his cock for awhile and lick his balls if he'll lift his shirt and let me go wild touching his body's pecs and muscular flat stomach. As always, I got my nut while touching his body. His cute face and clean haircut help me get horny enough to bust it, too.

Hottest Cruise Yet!

Cruising around for just a little while tonight, I decided to call it a night when I saw a guy in black Adidas sports pants and bright white Nike sneakers with white socks showing. His full head of scrumptious black hair was peaking out from under a black baseball hat and he looked to be such a stud with his black jacket zipped up to walk into the Chicago wind coming from the northwest. I pulled up to a street he was about to cross and slowed to look. Damn, he was handsome too! I wanted to make my advances more intent when he cut through a park. Luckily, he stopped to talk to some guy, so I had time to circle around to cruise him on the other side of the park. As I went by the park and saw him talking, I tapped my horn twice to get his attention. He didn't respond but he must have noticed it because he responded to it later when he was alone. I sat a short distance from where he'd likely be exiting the park on the other side. He walked out of the park and started walking in the other direction. I tapped the horn two times again, and now that he was alone, he turned around and I extended my hand and waved. He moved close to a garage and stood facing it - likely taking a piss. When he turned around, he faced my direction and just watched to see my next move. I pulled up and told him he looked like a friend of mine but, in fact, he wasn't that guy. I told him the other guy is real skinny and I could see he's not scrawny at all. He was carrying a quart of beer in a bag which he opened, and started drinking while we were talking through the window. He's new to Chicago - from Mexico - but does speak a little English. He told me he's a construction worker, has been lucky finding jobs so far, but can always do more. After my eyes admired his handsome face, hott pants and sneakers, he started asking me what I want. I thought that was good because he was starting to sense my interest in him. Then he suddenly got paranoid and wanted to leave, as he said he thought I was a cop who was trying to get information from him, more or less. With that, I told him that I'm not a cop, and that I'm just a guy interested in taking him out for a beer some night. Again, he started with the question: what do you want? I told him that it appeared he knew what I want and the rest was up to him. For tonight, he said he'd just take my phone number, which we ended up exchanging before he left. I told him I'd be in the area for about another 15 minutes if he wanted to call tonight. He told me to wait and he'd be right back out of his apartment in a few minutes. I waited about five minutes and he didn't return. So, I called his number. One of the guys who lives in another room in the apartment got on the phone and said, "I speak English. What do you want with him?" I said, "He knows I want to talk to him more. Is he coming out or not?" The guy said, "Yes, he'll be coming." I waited another five minutes and called again. I thought, as hott as I am for this guy's pants, I'll just talk to him and rub my own through my jeans. I was too excited to drive home in this condition. When he answered the phone this time, he told me his friend had just gone back to his room and then he asked again: what do you want? First, I tried to get the hott talk going by asking him if he was still in those Adidas sports pants and bright white shoes that I liked on him so much. When he finally understood me, he said he still had them on. I said that if he was still dressed, we ought to go out for a little while tonight. Thinking about this hott guy a little tipsy and tired on the phone, I wanted him to come back out to my vehicle bad! As a last ditch effort, I explained as best I could that I really want to get to know him because I'm 'interested' in him. He again repeated: what do you want? Going for broke, I told him he looked good - really good in those pants - and I want to get in them. It sounded like he'd drank enough to anwer some below-the-belt questions, so I asked him how big his cock is, and he wouldn't answer. I asked: 6 or 7 inches? He said, "Mas or menos." I thought, now we're talking!! When he still wasn't acting totally sure of what I wanted, I told him I want to suck his dick, give him a blow job - I slowly and clearly said, "I want your dick in my mouth!" That, he understood. He said he thought he needed more time which I thought meant he wants more beer first. I reasoned that it was already late. That's when he said I should just call him tomorrow night. I continued to reason that I suck good dick and it would really feel good. Straight guys also love to hear that I want their nutload in my mouth, so I simply said I want his cream in my mouth. With that, he didn't argue anymore and came out to my vehicle. We sat there for a couple of minutes, and I touched his muscular upper leg. He stopped me as I told him how muscular his legs were. He then flexed a muscle and offered for me to touch his upper arm through his coat. Damn! The arm muscles were hard too! I asked him if he lifts weights, and he said his muscles were from years of construction work. I asked him if any other man ever sucked his cock in Chicago or in Mexico. He said with disgust, "No!!" Then he told me about his wife and four kids! They're in Mexico, and his oldest is 13 years old. So I figured he's probably about 30 since he looked about that age and many have kids young in Mexico. I asked him if he'd been getting any ladies in Chicago. He said that in his first month here, nothing. I was surprised since he looks so good - but it sounds like he's working most of the time and maybe doesn't have time to find women yet. I thought, no lady for a month? This babe has got to be ready to give me a good face fucking! I really wanted to go for that load! I parked and went for the muscular leg again, and he offered - before I asked - to go into his room in the apartment. In the apartment, he laid back on his bed without prompting and let me lift his shirt up above the belly button on his flat stomach. I reached up under his shirt, which he didn't like, and felt his hard pecs quickly. Then I took the hott black Adidas pants and underpants down and gently placed them under his balls. His limp dick was a good uncut 7 and amply thick. Wow! I couldn't wait to taste that gorgeous piece of man-meat - and I didn't wait. I quickly went down on it and he responded through his cock to my mouth all the way down on him. Within a minute, I had a hard cock down my throat - and I was moaning and groaning in ecstasy to the manly scent, taste of his hard cock inside my mouth and throat, and the feel of his big balls in my hand. Soon, he put his hand on my shoulder and guided me to deepthroat him continually to the base. I serviced this guy with all my cocksucking skills to prove to him what I had told him in our telephone conversation - "I want to give you a great blow job! I promise you'll love it!" And he did. He asked several times if I like his dick. I moaned in delight that I did. Then he got thicker and thicker, pushing me down to take him deeper and deeper, while softly saying "lengua" - tongue. I made sure he got the tongue and all the wetness that comes with it. After 40 minutes of servicing him, I started hearing him moan and groan, and I felt his shaft's base thicken to choking proportions. I knew I had to either take a break for breath or take his load. I started massaging his extended shaft below the base through his ball sack where my lips were plastered in the massively thick black pubic hairs. He unbelievably started voicing the "Ah, Ah, Ah, Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" as he bust one of the all time fullest loads in my hungry throat. Damn, it was hott! After a short while, he started wanting his cock back as he was becoming sensitive on the head, and I kept sucking for even more jizz. I just couldn't get enough of him. Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Literally! Finally, he got his dick out of my mouth and squeezed the shaft from half-way down the base up to the slit in the cock head, and there sat one more ivory-colored pearl of his manhood cream. I knew he was wanting to watch this cocksucker eat it off the top of his cockhead - and I gently licked it off while engulfing his cock down my throat one more time.
Unfortunately, he was adamant about no picture taking, though I got away with one of his hott pants which he didn't make me erase. I told him that in the future, when he becomes more comfortable with me, I'd like some pics of his cock in my mouth. He didn't respond, so I don't know if I'll ever be allowed pics of this babe. Pics or not - what a great night for sucking new cock!

First Date with Million Dollar Smile was Hott

When the guy I met last night showed up in these hott pants, black sneakers and white socks with white T-shirt, I got hard and started to drool before he even walked up to the vehicle to go for a ride. Yummy, Yummy, Yummy, got his Cum in my Tummy, and it Taste So Damn Good!!




The guy I met last night called twice during the day to see if I saw still wanting to see him tonight. Naturally, I was very receptive to his calls and guaranteed him that I wanted to see him. We met on a corner near his apartment and went for a ride for a couple hours. Finally, he asked his checking-if-I-like-guys questions and followed with telling me that he's into pussy and has two kids, while letting me know that he's always very horny. His concern ended up being that he wanted head but didn't want to reciprocate in any way, shape, or form. With that understanding, we went private and I gave him a good licking - as he told me he loves hott tongue work- and then I hard this stud moan and groan for a good half-hour as he had a continual stream of tasty precum until he bust a huge tart-tasty orgasm in my mouth. He found it pleasurable but difficult to believe I wanted his sperm in my mouth. He asked several times as though he thought I didn't understand the question until I finally made him understand that I wanted his fertile baby-making cum in my mouth to swallow and savor forever and ever. He told me I'm the only man who ever did him, and he wanted me to know that he definitely wants to do it again. I told him, "No problem, Babe!"

Guy with a Million Dollar Smile

I blatantly cruised a guy who was walking down the sidewalk tonight. I circled around and he walked over to see what's up. I told him he looked like a friend of mine in the area and thought I'd see if he was the same guy or a brother or whatever. "Close up," I told him, "I can see you're someone else." I told him he was better and he flashed his cuter-that-cute smile the first time. Damn, he was cute! We continued to talk and it appeared I was getting somewhere with him. But then, he declined a ride because he was only a block away from his home. Before he took off, I blurted out, "Gotta phone?" He was quick to say that he does and he took it out. He took my phone number and put it in his phone and called me right then and there so we'd have one another's number. I told him I'd really like to go out with him sometime soon. He wanted to know when? I said, "How about tomorrow night?" He said that would be great. I really think he understands I'm interested in doing him, but I won't know for sure until we go out.
After I got home and started getting ready to watch a little tv before going to bed, he called! He asked some pointed questions which would suggest to him that I like him and want to do more than just go out with him. After my honest answers to his questions, he wanted to set up a definite date for tomorrow night. I'm pretty sure his pants are going to open for me - if not tomorrow night, sometime.

Robbed Twice Last Night

My luck ran out last night on the street, but it doesn't mean I won't be back. I'll be back for more than dick, I'll be back to spread the word about the thieves to people I know. Actually, the first incident involved a scam. The guy knew I was cruising him as I'd cruised him a couple nights before. I almost picked him up a few nights ago but I had a bad feeling about him and passed him up even though he's quite handsome, dresses hott, and has a decent body. Tonight, when I saw him, he came across as a regular guy and I didn't have that bad feeling about him. He approached and said he needed a few more bucks to get some beer and then he'd come back to my vehicle so we could go to his place a few blocks away or mine. He had a smile with smiling eyes that let me know I was going to get in his pants. He went in the store for a few minutes and came out without anything in his hands though he may have had something he bought in his jacket pocket. He quickly walked away in the other direction. I followed and told him I wanted my money's worth of beer or my money if he wasn't going to take me back to his place to share it there as he promised. He ignored me and walked faster. I followed in my vehicle as long as I could with my camera flashing which really freaked him out. He doesn't know whether I got a good pic of him or not. When I see him around again, I'll continue the intimidation and get a better pic if he doesn't return my money or give me something of value to equal the money - as I did with a scammer some time ago.
Second incident was more costly. I cruised a guy in a different part of the city and we talked on the street for a while. Then he asked for a short ride to his place. He was decent looking though not nearly as good looking as the guy who scammed me about an hour before, and he had a very nice muscular body, so I said ok. He turned out to be a real nice guy for about 30 minutes as we drove around the area and talked and sent sexual vibes to each other. Then he told me to park down some quiet dark street. I told him that that wasn't my style. We messed around a little and then he took me to supposedly a friend's appartment. There, he wanted to fuck me and I told him I don't do that. This was the second time this week a guy begged to fuck me. The difference between the guy who did it earlier in the week and this guy is that this guy was bigger and stronger than me and was starting to force himself on me. When I tried to leave, he tried to rob my wallet but ended up only getting a twenty dollar bill. If you live in Chicago and want more information about this thief and the two con artists to be avoided - let me know. Spreading the word will put them out of business, I'm sure. It's hard to believe that the muscular guy who wanted ass last night was stupid enough to tell me his name (which I believe was true because he told me when we amicably met), told me the downtown Chicago parking garage company he works for (verified by the Parking Garage name on the jacket he was wearing), and also showed me the apartment of his friend of which I now know the address. How stupid can he be!

Hott Cruise followed by Hotter Date

The Hott Cruise

The Hotter Date






It was no mistake that I started the night by finding last night's date get off of work at the time and place he said. He seemed surprised to see me when he left his office. He asked me to go through a nearby red light district so he could mess with a woman while I was sucking him off tonight. It didn't take me long to talk him out of it. Back at his place, he bust a major nut in no time. I slurped the thick tasty ivory-colored cream into my sucking lips and then split.

Call it intuition, I guess. Instead of heading home right away, I cruised through a bar area where I usually find a hott guy or two walking down the street. It happened. An irresistible guy I hadn't seen in the area before was strolling - not really walking with a destination in mind - down the sidwalk as if he had time to kill. I tapped the horn and got no response. I yelled, "Hey, Babe!" "Hey, Guapo!" and still no response. When he turned down a side-street, however, he looked back to see if I was seeing where he was turning off the beaten path. When he saw I could see where he was headed, I circled back and found him walking very slowly as if he wanted to be pursued again. If I were wrong, I would have moved on and forgotten about him for tonight. But to this cocksucker's delight, he wanted to be pursued off the beaten path. When I stopped at the next corner's stop sign and looked at him, he finally looked right at me. Fearing he'd shout something like "Fuck off, Faggot! I'm Straight for pussy!" which I've heard before, I took the chance during our private moment and nodded. He, less than cordially, nodded back. I said "Hello" and he walked right up to me and very pleasantly said "Hello" back. The feeling was that I was going to get somewhere with this tall, lean, and handsome Latino from El Salvador after all. His fresh buzzed haircut looked so militarily fine on his slender, moustached and goateed, handsome face. His kissable lips, long eye-lashes, and clear, light complexion made him look so fresh and fine. I wanted him to get in the vehicle to continue chatting, and so that I could have a closer look at his hott camouflage pants that fit his trim body so hott. Even though he only lived a block away from where we'd finally spoken, he wanted to get in and take a ride the rest of the way back to his apartment. As soon as he got in the vehicle, he spread his long lean legs and discreetly adjusted his package. No doubt, he was wanting to do more with that package than just adjust his equipment into place. Without missing a beat, as horny as I was for his pants, I put my hand on his upper leg and he didn't flinch. I asked if he likes getting a massage, and he quickly responded that he does. My right hand started massaging his upper leg down to his knee, and soon after I was running my fingers across his package in the crotch of his pants. This seemed to delightfully surprise him, so I continued. He started undoing his belt buckle, and I asked, "OK to go to your place?" He said, "Yes, if we can't go to your place. I live alone." For time's sake, it was much easier to find a parking spot and go to his place, even though I'm much more comfortable going to my own. Inside, I was pleased with what he took out of his pants and how much he enjoyed a long and slow suck job. He was a heavy precummer which made the experience real tasty. While I was thinking he had trouble busting a nut, the truth came that he wanted to fuck me from behind. I should have known why he was so quickly agreeable to take me home. Anyway, learning that I don't do that, he was less than pleased. I argued that he was too long in the dick department for me to do it for the first time with him. He promised to be gentle, go easy on me, and all kinds of other promises I've had to suffer through with others who wanted to fuck me in the past, but, as always, I stood firm - no fucking my ass. As displeased as he said he was with me not wanting to let him fuck me anywhere but in my throat, he seemed to enjoy my company - for nearly three hours! And though he said he wouldn't call me since I don't get fucked, he was on my caller ID twice before I even got up today. Appears I'll be seeing him again. I certainly hope so.

Hotter than Hell Seeing This Stud Again

Tonight, as soon as I got out to cruise, I saw a hott walk going down the sidewalk and circled back to see if I'd have any luck with the guy with the million-dollar stride. As soon as he saw me circling back, he started waving his arms and shouting. Taking a closer look, I knew the guy was acting that way because I knew him from last spring. The night I met Josue, it turned into a hott cruise. He was looking irresistible at a bus stop on the near south side when I stopped in awe, and he naively saw he was being pursued. He walked over, accepted a ride, and was open to 'the works!' such as compliments from a guy of which he was obviously totally unacustomed, photos of his good looks and hott gang-wear from head-to-toe and eventually his opened pants, and finally he was excitedly open to taking his first bj from a guy. Claimed he was never picked up or complimented by a guy back in 'his country' which I found difficult to phathom. After that first memorable pick-up and date, Pre-arranged, I picked him up at the same bus stop several times after that until he disappeared last spring. Our quick dates were always in the back room of a relatives' house. He didn't seem to care if relatives were curious about us dissappearing in the back of the house, so I was relaxed about it. Tonight I learned that he's moved, so we went there. Now, he's not with relatives but still open-minded about inviting me to come in to spend a little time. As I'd hoped when I saw him tonight, I got what I always got from him before. I didn't even have to ask him to unbuckle his belt and jeans. He unbuckled and unzipped as soon as we got in his room.

Hooked on New Dick

After two exciting dates with new guys the past two nights, I was wanting new dick again. I cruised an older guy in a baseball cap, nice-fitting cream-colored jeans and a western style shirt. He paused along a sidewalk as though he was going to investigate my interest, but then disappeared. After him, I saw three guys I've done in the past month. While I was curious as to what they were doing out on a Monday night - possibly cruising for a cocksucker - I just moved along looking for the new. Just before calling it 'a night,' I had to circle around to get a look at a hott young papa in black slacks with a full head of hott curly hair, carrying who was apparently his very young daughter. He discreetly acknowledged my interest with a couple of quick looks and moved along. Damn, if he only would have been alone tonight. Anyway, cruising for new dick can be hott as it was tonight.

Two New Dates in as Many Nights

As luck would have it, I took a quick drive earlier than usual and, much like the night before, I saw a guy stumbling down the sidewalk. This guy was really cute, tall and well-built. I circled back, parked in the direction he was walking and tapped the horn. He stopped, looked long and hard, and then started walking over to my vehicle on the driver's side. With his arm bent at his elbow, he pointed down to his belt and said, "You want this?" I could hardly believe the bluntness from two different guys within 24 hours! "Sure, if you want," I said. And he got in my vehicle. I massaged his muscular leg, and he blocked me while saying, "Slow down - not here." We talked about what I wanted and what he wanted. Turns out he fucks lots of women and wanted to team up with me and my woman. After I set the record straight about him only getting me, he said he never did it with a man. As luck would have it, again, he only wanted a blow job from me - and that's all I like to do with these straight guys. First, he wanted me to know that he wasn't very big in the cock department. I assured him that he'd be big enough. I told him I wanted to blow him because he was very good looking - and that disgusted him. He said I shouldn't say that. After convincing him that size really wasn't important, I needed to repeatedly promise him that I'd never tell anyone he let me suck his cock. After all that, we went to his place and I gave him a long wet blowjob which he really enjoyed. Though he wasn't too excited about the camera coming out, pics of his cock only were allowed. Would have loved to get his cute face, too, but that was the deal if I took pics. He wants to get a blow job from me again sometime - and I hope he calls.

Met a New Guy

Frustrated that late Halloween night wasn't allowing me to meet anyone, I was cruising outside of the usual areas. Then I saw this guy stumbling down the sidewalk as if either too tired to walk another step or possibly having had a little too much to drink. Honking the horn got his attention, but he kept moving along. A short distance later, he was at his front door and having trouble working the lock. I tapped the horn again a short distance from him, and he turned around, walked over to my vehicle and got in! Without a word, he unbuckled, unzipped and took his cock out. Apparently, I figured, he has been picked up before and was quite confident in simply cutting to the chase with a stranger after midnight. Driving into his well-lit alley, I asked him if we could go inside. He zipped up, buckled up, and told me where to park. We went inside and I gave him head. His response to the sucking showed me that he wasn't too drunk or tired - as he really responded well. While sucking his cock, he surprised me by starting to reach for my crotch. As rarely happens with the type of guys I pick up, he started sucking me off. I ran my fingers through his thick black clean-cut haircut, touched his chest and shoulders as well as his stubble of a beard on his handsome face and bust my nut in no time for him. Very very nice date!