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Last April, a new blog appeared with a somewhat familiar title: One Hookup at a Time, written by Jack, a late 40ish guy.  Hmmm.... methinks Jack has a sense of humour!   Jack hardly needs a shout out from me, since in just four months, his blog has had nearly 20,000 visitors.  Sex sells!

My next encounter after Hottie Nurse (which I wrote about here, here and here), resembled a "hookup" of the sort that Jack writes about.

I'd been exchanging messages all week with Mike.  His profile picture featured an amazing, giant-sized cock but no face pic.  Mike  claimed to work as a nurse at the hospital but I suspect he was an orderly.

Mike's profile:   HOt Hung and Horny

42, 5'8", 152lb, 31w, Average, Black Hair, Some Body Hair, Middle Eastern, Looking for:  Friendship, 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/ Group Sex, Misc Fetishes, Relationship, Cam2Cam.
good looking east indian guy looking for hot fun my place or yours.  Vers bottom guy here looking to suck deep throat, get fucked.

Our schedules didn't allow for a hookup all week.   The day after my encounter with Hottie Nurse,  it was my final evening in town and was planning to go the only gay club in town, by all accounts a happening place.  

Just then, Mike sent a message, saying he was ready for a hookup right now.  After a few messages, he phoned me and we discussed the possibilities.  He wanted to do anal with me as top;  I said I wasn't ready for that (at least not with him).  He laughed and said, okay, how about "69?"    I said perhaps, but maybe just exchanging blowjobs would do since I was so inexperienced. Mike sounded very pleasant, quite "normal", so I got his address and took a $35.00 taxi ride to his house.

The house was in an expensive neighbourhood.  A middle-aged, fat man left his family dinner table and answered the door.   (I thought, "Wow, he doesn't look like his profile!)  He said, "My brother Mike lives in the basement..... go around the back."   Clearly, Mike was the crazy gay uncle living in the basement.

I walk to the back patio and found Mike sitting there smoking a joint (marijuana cigarette), clearly his "pre-sex" routine.  He leered at me approvingly; he liked what he saw.  I wouldn't have described him as "good looking" exactly, but otherwise, he appeared to be exactly as his profile claimed.  Mike had a second joint waiting on the table which he kindly offered to me!  (I don't do drugs)  I said, "No thanks, but you go ahead."  While I waited and considered the situation, Mike smoked the second joint.

He finished and said, "Do you still want to come down?"  He was just STONED out of his mind.   I could well have walked away then but he did advertise "suck deep throat" and I wanted to experience that.   I felt completely safe walking downstairs with him;  I outweighed him by nearly fifty pounds and he was so wasted, I could have knocked him over with a feather.

The unfortunate basement apartment, decorated with 60s cast-offs, reeked of cat pee with an underlying scent of moldy carpet on concrete. I felt myself shrivel up down there as we went into the bedroom.

Why did I stay?  I felt at no risk and I really did hope to experience a good blowjob.  We took off our clothes and I arranged mine at the back door for a quick getaway.  He lay down on the bed, apparently comatose, while I took his limp cock into my mouth.  If I had any doubt about my sexual response to men, this encounter confirmed my gayness yet again.  Amazingly, even in these distasteful surroundings, I instantly became rock hard.

His cock grew and grew such that the end of it was touching the back of my mouth and there was still some shaft not in my mouth.  I interrupted my sucking to ask him, "How big is this thing, anyway?"  He said it was seven inches.  No way! it was much bigger than that with a decent girth as well.  Note to self:  Remember to bring  a tape measure and a flashlight to my next hookup.

I deep-throated him as best I could, going slowly, slowly, slowy at his request and not using my hands, also his request. I then increased frequency.  I gagged a few times, but mainly I managed with it just fine.  For me, his cock was just a little too big, just a bit too much work keeping it in my mouth.   Like some bad porn flick, he took my head in his hands and forced me into a full deep throat.  I told him to stop and explained my spinal problem. He stopped.

After about four minutes, he came as I could feel his cock pulsing..... I pulled out and I think he squirted into his stomach.  He showed very little reaction, stoned as he was.  I thought, "Damn, I'm good!"  I asked him if he had come; he had.

He immediately took my entire cock into his mouth (Deep Throat King in action!)  It felt amazing! ... and did some aggressive tongue action on it which felt great.  For the first time in my life, I was gasping out loud during sex.    However, he wasn't pumping back and forth on my cock as I would have needed;  he kept his mouth was completely motionless in the deep throat position.

After about two minutes, he looks up and says, "Did you come yet?"  Was he joking?  I'm like, "NO.... I'll never come unless you pay some attention to the end."

He moved to the end of my cock and did something very unusual, I think.  Has anyone out there ever experienced this?  Just imagine yourself chattering your front teeth together as fast as can.  I think that's what he was doing to the end of my cock, applying an intense "chattering" pressure, except that I could feel no teeth.  I wonder if he was using his teeth, but with his lips curled under as a cushion?  There was no other way that I would explain the intense pressure.

I instantly went from "audible gasps" to being really vocal... I think I was trying to stifle my screams because of the family eating dinner upstairs, but I don't remember.  It was insanely intense, a combination of pleasure and pain.  After a short while, surely less than a minute, I felt muscle spasms and looked down to see both of my legs twitching in an involuntary spasm which travelled all the way up my torso.  I also saw my torso heaving and clenching.... it felt like my guts were being twisted .... not entirely pleasant.

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I was lying on my back, my whole body writhing and having these spasms and after a very short while, I'd had enough.  It gone way beyond the "pleasure" point.  I told him to stop, shook his hand and said, "That was fantastic!", jumped into my clothes and sprinted out the door in 30 seconds flat.  He trotted after me, "Wait, I'll walk you out!"

To save on taxi fare, I took a public bus home.  As it was later on Saturday night in this university town, the bus gradually fulled up with gangs of hottie frat boys and a few girls.   Just as I was getting into ogling the cute boys, I suddenly noticed the smell of cat pee wafting off me.  Ewww!   I moved to the back of the bus, as far away from everyone else as possible.   At the residence, I stripped down and left my cat-pee-scented clothes in the hallway, soaked in a tub and spend the next hour in the laundromat.

 Do I regret this encounter?  Not at all!  The physical part was great, although again, I didn't come.   It formed another part of my gay journey and served to accentuate how special my time with Hottie Nurse really was.

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Continued from my previous post, Losing My Gay Virginity!   For the experienced gay guys reading this, my first sexual  encounter with a guy might seem a very  "plain vanilla", even boring,  in terms what we did. 

For me it was  the most intensely sensual, sexual experience of my entire life  (so far, at least)

What made it so special?

• The main difference here, obviously, was that I was with a man,  Although I'm quite sure that I would still be able to have sex with a beautiful woman and enjoy it,  at that instant, I finally discovered that my primary sexual and emotional interest was with  men. 
• I was in bed with a sweet, thoughtful young man who I was intensely attracted to, both emotionally and sexually.  I didn't have to "work at it" or worry about losing my erection as I used to during heterosexual sex.  I was hard as a rock!
• I have long moved past the insecurities and lack of self-confidence of my 20s which would have spoiled the moment.  Although I had no experience at all (for example, did not know how to give / receive a blowjob)  I was determined not to worry about it.  Hottie Nurse went into this knowing fully who he was dealing with.  My gay virginity might have been part of my appeal to him;  I didn't ask.
• I was fully "present", enjoying every second as it occurred.  Throughout I thought, "I can't believe I'm doing this!   Savour it!!"  The sense of unreality was so intense that it felt like an out-of-body experience.   I knew darn well that this sort of opportunity doesn't coming along every day for old farts like me.
• It was the very first time that I didn't have to take the lead during sex.  Hottie Nurse was extremely aggressive and very much a "take charge" kind of guy.   It took me a few moments to allow myself to surrender to that aggression, to not take the lead, but once I did, it was fantastic!  unreal!   
• Once, I did flip Hottie Nurse onto his back and took charge for a bit.  I thought it  was like the hottest, most sensual naked wrestling match ever.
• A terrible, horribly-embarassing disclosure:  this was the first time I'd had sex with another person in fourteen years.  While this may seem bizarre to many people, I know that the majority of closeted  gay guys with children, married to an angry, aging wife, face the same situation.... a non-existent marital sex life.  

In writing this post, I'm focusing on my thought and emotions of this encounter.  I don't think writing porn is in my future; I  just can't write smut convincingly.   Hard to describe what we did, but here it goes!

"What now?" I asked.  He said with some irony, "You have to take your clothes off!" and gestured at the bed with a sweeping motion of his arm.  Each of us dropped our clothes on the floor, jumped into bed and off we went!   He rolled on top of me and began kissing, aggressively, deeply, with an intensity I'd never experienced.  Is it possible to have a muscular tongue and lips?  Well, he had 'em!

He was certainly the best kisser I've ever had;  alternating kissing my lips and then sucking them, kissing, sucking, kissing...  deep tonguing.  The kissing went on forever and I was pressed deeper and deeper into the mattress by his force.  I tried to give back as good as I got, but he was just so aggressive!  I felt his hot breath on me eveywhere.

He continued tonguing and kissing the rest of me, ears, up my neck, and down my neck, into its crook  He  grabbed both my arms and pushed them over my head and licked my pits..long slow, thorough licks  I thought it would be tickish... and a bit weird, but it was fine.  Hairy pits were his favourite thing, it seems.

He then licked and nibbled up and down my torso. sucking on my nips (not much feeling there) and back up to my mouth again..


While he was kissing, I reached down and grabbed onto his cock... It was as hard as skin-covered steel!   Oh, to be in my 20s again!   I got the firmest possible grip on his cock with my fist and he thrust his pelvis as thought he was getting a hand job.   His pelvis pumped  back and forth with increasing frequency.  I loved the feeling of his foreskin in my hand retracting back and forth. ,While I had his whole cock in my hand, I SQUEEZED the end rubbed my thumb around the base of the head;  it must have felt great!   He did the same to my cock, while he licked my pits and sucked my lips.

At one point, I pointed his cock at my virgin ass  and he continued to hump, thrusting into my ass crack.  No penetration of course, but that pressure on the end of his cock must have felt good to him;  it felt good to me!

Still on my back , I spread my my legs spread wide and he shifted position, lying between my legs with our cocks pressed together.  He ground his cock into mine.  Each of us was grinding our pelvises into the other, grinding, grinding, grinding, up and down, side to side and then in a circular motion.  .... super hot..... I think might be called dry humping or frottage.  I think it was the thrusting that made it so hot... it is just such a natural movement for men.

After a very long time ...had to have been an hour.. of him exploring every part of my body (except my ass and cock) and with me reciprocating.... much of the time I was pinned to the mattress and he took charge.

He allowed me to flip him over and I licked my way down his torso to his cock and took it in my mouth. My first blowjob!   It was very large in girth at the bottom and oddly skinny at the end.  At the first mouthful, I thought, "Oh my God, I can't take it in!"   I had to open my mouth wider than was comfortable at first.  The girth at his cock's base was so much, it was hard to take in.

Slowly, slowly I began pumping his cock with my lips, from base to tip of his cock, applying as much pressure as I could muster.  I'm thinking, "No teeth!!"  I varied the routine by intense tonguing of the end of his cock and in/around his foreskin while pumping the shaft with my hand.   After (I think) several minutes,  I tried for  some 'deep throat' action, taking his entire cock in my mouth again and ramming the end into the back of my throat with some force.   I was surprised when I only gagged slightly several times. I loved it... this was my favourite part.  Feeling his cock ramming into the back of my mouth, knowing that would just be driving him insane with pleasure as the nerves compressed.   I continued this with increasing frequency, faster, faster., faster.... He wasn't very vocal but was lying back,  groaning slightly, eyes closed, abs clenching.

With out letting up, I focussed all the pressure on the last inch of his cock, grind, grind grind with my mouth until I felt his cock pulsing in my hand and mouth.  I held his cock in my mouth for a moment, motionless,until the pulsing stopped and then I slowly, slowly pulled away, keeping pressure on it all the while.

I said to him, "There wasn't much volume there!"  He said that he jerked off before he came to pick me up, so he wouldn't come too soon.  Again, to be in my 20s again!

We changed positions and he began to work on my cock.  It felt great:  my first blowjob ever.   He licked up and down my cock, paused, deep throated a bit.... constantly changing.   I started to think that he wasn't very good at it.  He would play with the head, deep throat a bit to bring me to the edge and then stop and lick my balls or something.  A bit of a disappointment, just slightly, as after while I knew I wouldn't come.

Like any middle-aged man, I needed some continuous, unrelenting action at the end of my cock to come.  After several minutes him of working my cock (don't get me wrong, it felt fantastic!!), it started to move from pleasure to pain ... just overly sensitive, so I had him stop.  I might have come just a bit, but I'm not sure.   Had I known him better, and had I know an expert cocksucker does to get a guy off, I would have made a few suggestions.  But the fact that I didn't come was not a big deal.... it was a fantastic, memorable experience!  Being my first time, I probably was a bit anxious as well.

Again, this post is long enough.  In two days,  I will describe (to me) the best part of our encounter, the afterglow.  ..... lying together naked for a couple of hours with our limbs twined, holding each other tight, talking about sex, laughing, teasing.  And finally,  him napping with his head on my chest.  Sweetness!