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May 24, 2005
Blow job
The other day Rick asked if he could stop by every now and again to make sure he got in his “daily dose of cocksucking” I said it was OK but that, while I nearly always wanted a blow job, I often didn’t really want to be around anyone. He said that he’d really be into that, being a fan of “the quickie.”
Last night we had our first nearly wordless encounter. He came over to pick up a bottle of poppers he’d left here. I dropped my pants, sat down and hhe got to work. He sucked, licked and stroked me for 15 or twenty minutes, nearly always looking up into my eyes, sometimes reaching up to tweak my nipples. I groaned with pleasure and strained and tried my damnedest to shoot a load but it didn’t happen, dammit. It wasn’t him, though, he’s very good. I just wasn’t up to it. (I’m starting to feel guilty!) He got me right to the edge but then it was gone, dammit! I reluctantly asked him to stop. We stood up and kissed. I pulled up my pants, he got dressed and I let him out. Nice.
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