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September 1, 2005
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So, later that same night, I chatted with a fairly recent online acquaintance from South Philly. I’ll call him The Plumber. I told him about my abortive attempt at sex during my earlier trip to his neighborhood. I asked him where he was located. He said, “Oh, I was in the next room!” What a small town.
I’m going to try to condense this one down to the bare essentials. He drove over here and was much better looking than his pictures. Very sexy. He brought a bag. I’m not sure what else was in it but he did take out a hefty supply of tina, a glass pipe and a butane torch. He prepared and smoked a pipeful of crystal before we got down to business. I have to say that The Plumber was charming, personable, smart and funny. I was instantly comfortable around him and he was really easy to talk to. A really nice guy.
When he was done, I put my arm around him and started playing with his nipple through his shirt. We kissed for a while and he was very good at it. He moved down my chest and bit my nipple through my t-shirt. We took off our shirts and kissed some more. He had great smelling pits, not overpowering, though. We lie facing each other on the sofa and he kept his mouth on my nipple for a long, long time. He was intensely into it and it made me very hard. We took breaks to kiss, hug and touch each other.
The Plumber indicated he wanted me to sit up sideways on the sofa with my legs stretched out. He got between my legs and started sucking my dick. He concentrated on the head for a while and then, when he moved on to the shaft, asked me to take out my PA. He was so good that I didn’t mind at all. (I later had to frantically search for the ball later but I eventually found it.) Then he really got into working on my cock. Up and down the shaft with his lips and tongue, deep throating, spitting on it. He rubbed his goatee along the whole length and on my balls. His unbuttoned pants were slipping down and I kept staring at his beautiful ass. This sight, along with the great blow job, got me close to shooting twice but he would slow down and just hold the head between his lips. Then it happened. He fell asleep with my dick in his mouth! It took me a minute to realize because his head lowered so very slowly.
Oddly, I was very comfortable with his head resting on my crotch. While he slept, I stroked his hair and thought about what to do. I let him sleep for about 15 minutes, woke him up and told him he should probably go. He didn’t seem bothered by it at all. I may be a fool but I let him fire up another pipe before he left and said I’d like to try again. What in the world is wrong with me?
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