Slowest Month in 2009 for Cock

Nine blow jobs given this month. Slowest month in 2009 before now was February with 11 - but, of course, February is a short month. January was my most succulent month in 2009 when I gave 27 blow jobs - from 1/1/2009 to 1/31/2009. Wow! Likely the most blow jobs I gave in one month ever.
It's not uncommon that I get more dick in the winter months, by the way. Why? I've never figured that out.

Slow Week for Dick but Hott for Cruising

Only significant item from Saturday cruise was talking to one of my regulars. I told him not to 'ackhowledge' me from the sidewalk or street because the police followed me for a long time the other night after he waved heartily and started walking towards my car like he wanted to get in my vehicle. Police were most likely wondering how I knew this notorious bad boy. He said he understood and will be more discreet in the future. We'll see. I suck him off with my oral pleasures, but I don't partake in his bad boy streetlife. Tonight he was headed to a bar, and I wasn't willing to hang around until he got tanked up for a bj. It was way too early to just hang around for hours. So, maybe I'll get in his pants next time. Hope so.

Wednesday Night Was Better

More guys on the streets as I cruised around for about an hour tonight. However, I had the same problem I had last night but at a different location. In front of a bar I've gone to several times, there were two guys that I've 'done' hanging out front. I met both of them within a block of that bar on the street. Anyway, one looked real good tonight. He motioned and I went down a side street and waited. He never followed. I told him before that I don't stop when other guys I know are around because they might approach me as well. Guess I'll have to remind him of that next time I'm talking to him or 'doing' him. He really looked good tonight, though. Clean-shaven as he sometimes has a scruffy beard that doesn't work for me. He had his white slacks on that drive me up one side of his hard cock and down the other. As I circled around a couple times to see if he was still around, he wasn't. Damn! Anyway, it was a nice evening to drive around with the windows down as the temp dropped back into the 70s tonight.

Muggy Tuesday Night Drive

Not the best night for taking a drive. So muggy in Chicago. Temp still in the 80s at 10 o'clock at night. But, in my hour drive, I did see some studs out. Three former 'dates' including one that I haven't seen or done in quite a while - maybe more than a half-year. He looks pretty good with a little extra weight and a buzz cut, but I saw him talking on the sidewalk with the guy who I saw last night who was in need of a shower. Both of these guys looked clean tonight, but it's beyond me to stop to pick up one and not the other - and beyond me to pick up both! Thing is, both of these guys have wives and a kid. I'm sure our dates are private and need to stay that way. If I picked up either one - in front of the other - the 'secret' would be out for either or both of them. One thing I've learned is that these 'straight guys' who take a blow job now and then need to keep 'the secret.' And I'm very good at doing that for them. If that 'talk', shame on them. But I keep things confidential - especially when they're doing it on the sly when their woman isn't around. Really would have gone for the one I hadn't seen in a while if he was alone. Would have been good to taste his cock again!

Along another route, a former date was standing with a couple of ladies and a couple of guys in front of a bar with a lousy reputation. He waved but I kept going. I don't like stopping when there's a crowd. Just as I see the same people on the street, hanging out, week after week, the street people see the same guys cruising around, I'm sure. Though I haven't been with this guy for a long time, he definitely remembers the couple of dates we had and so do I. He's cute and trim, which I like, but not real well endowed.

What made the night most memorable was when I saw a guy walking and I circled back to get a better look. Wow! Average height, nice trim body, light blue T-shirt and dark blue jeans bulging at zipper-height, and hot white and silver sneakers. He walked down a side street and I pulled in an alley ahead of him, stopped for a second, gave him a thumbs up from a distance and waited a short distance down the alley. From my side-view mirror, I saw him walk along the sidewalk and look down the alley, and I waved my arm out the window. He walked past the alleyway and quickly returned. Then, he walked down the alley to my car. When this happens, like it did about a week ago with a guy I scored with, I get tense. But this time, there was no need to when I saw that I knew the face. He refreshed my memory by saying that we had talked a while ago out on the main street once. He asked if I was ready to tell him what I wanted - because I apparently wasn't very forward last time I talked to him. He smiled with a cute dimple and I knew this was my chance to lay it on the line. The words came out of my mouth, "I want to suck you!" He looked a little surprised at my bluntness, but then said he didn't have time. I promised him it wouldn't take long - even though I knew it would probably take quite some time to get some place comfortable and to blow him. He asked where I lived, if I had a condom, and other questions about possibly doing it. Turns out that he took my phone number and said he'd call. I sure as hell hope he does. He's suckin' sweet! And I want to see (and taste) what makes that zipper in those blue jeans bulge like that.

Beautiful Monday Night Drive

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Beautiful Sunday Night Drive

Cruised around for about and hour-and-a-half, and for the first time in ages, I didn't see anyone I knew from an unzipped past. No one! I found that kind of refreshing in its own way. There were lots of hotties out, but they were in groups. I'm not opposed to discreetly cruising a guy in a group, but these several groups of thugs were hanging out on corners and all looking in my direction. No opportunity for a discreet cruise. Beautiful Sunday summer night for a drive. Would have been beautiful for making out on a quiet side street, too, but it didn't happen.

Cutie Calls the Next Day

I see last night's massage recipient called me but left no message this afternoon. Maybe he wants another massage already? Maybe he is ready to let me go down on him? Maybe he just wants to see if the number I gave him works? Whatever, I'm glad he's thinking of me. I'm still thinking of him! But I'm not ready to cruise this early, so I'm not returning the call just yet.

Cruising plans for this Saturday night were disrupted by 'regular friends' wanting to go out to dinner. Shit happens...