A Working Guy's Life: Rocker Dude wants Strip Show
So I have this client, very discreet guy, probably married (Plus, I've seen the gold wedding ring on his hand), this guy, he's used my services for probably a year or so now, off and on. Let's call him Rock. I call him Rock because he totally reminds me of one of those guys who is in a band or a musician of some kind. He has a fairly long beard with mustache, sometimes with braids in it, and medium length grayish hair that is usually covered by a ball cap of some kind. He often is rocking a graphic tee, jeans, boots, and always boxers. I've never seen him in anything but boxers. He has a good body, more stocky and built then thin and athletic, but a masculine body. I've never seen his eyes since he always rocks his dark sunglasses, even when he's in my house. I think it's for him to feel comfortable and be able to relax more. He feels safer that way and I guess more discreet. I don't mind though, because like I said, he has a total rockstar vibe, a sexy energy, and I love the idea of this 'anonymous' kind of encounter with a dude that may or may not be in a band. Plus, a huge selling point for me, is that he has a thick, downward pointing, 'good looking' cock on him. He can wear whatever the hell he wants as he strokes that big dick.
We first met when he replied to one of my ads on BackPage, like I said, a year back or so. He was looking for a masculine guy to put on a little show for him, strip down, and let him touch if he wanted to while he jerked himself off. Something simple, something more erotically charged with little actual interaction. He was clear that he wanted to be very careful and was not interested in any oral or anal. I was fine with that. Clients have different needs, some are very specific, some are really extreme or unique, but I like helping whenever I can. I think married and/or straight men are another example of someone needing something 'different' then what they get in their relationship or 'normal' life. If they need a safe and discreet avenue to explore, with no judgement or drama, I like to provide that, if I can.
So today with Rock, seemed like it was going to be much like the first time we met, and every time after. Simple scene, me showing off a bit and him stroking his thick cock and dropping a hot load. But I was wrong. Today, was a very different encounter then Rock and I normally have. Very different, and VERY hot.
Rock had emailed me yesterday, 'if your avail tomorrow morning i could come by for a quick hook up. let me know and leave your number. jacking off now thinking about it.' So I did exactly that, I emailed him my number again (he can't keep it in his phone I guess) and gave him the time to meet in the morning and thought about him thinking about me while he dropped a load. The next morning my phone rang, 'Hey dude, I'm parked and here.' 'Alright, come on back.' I said and hung up. Soon he was in my bedroom, he sat down on the chair I had ready for him, as he always does, sunglasses on, facing the bed and fully clothed he began to rub himself as I started doing the same. Everything was going as it usually did. I put on a little show for him, rubbing, and grinding, and stripping. I slowly removed my shorts to reveal my jock strap and was soon humping the edge of the bed, giving him a great view of my tight ass, spreading my cheeks as I humped the bed. I then flipped around and started stroking my cock through my jock strap that was barely covering my meat since by now my cock was rock hard. He continued to stroke his cock through his jeans. I moved a little closer, letting him see my rock hard dick as I pulled down the jock strap so I was naked, other then my tank top. I soon backed up and sat on the edge of the bed as I stroked my dick and gave him a show. I flipped again, this time with no jock strap and gave him a view of my ass and balls as I rubbed against the bed, humping, grinding my rock hard dick.
As I humped the bed, Rock stood up and kicked off his shoes and pulled off his jeans revealing his plaid boxers. He sat back down and continued stroking himself and playing with his cock through the boxers. I flipped back around and came closer to him as I stroked my cock. Suddenly, he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him, his mouth almost on my cock. I could feel the heat of his breath on it and suddenly I felt the wetness of his mouth. Rock was sucking my cock! After the initial shock of having this rocker licking and sucking on my thick uncut cock passed, I began to give him what he wanted, a little bit of a face fucking. I grabbed his back and shoulders and thrust my meat in to his willing mouth. He sucked and slobbered and continued to stroke his meat. I couldn't believe it, he had barely touched me before or spoke and now he had my dick in his mouth! It was hot, and I have to say, he was a talented cocksucker, whether was he was experienced or not.
Just as suddenly as he started sucking, he stopped. He then stood up and pulled his boxers off, revealing his rock, downward doggie cock! He sat again and continued to stroke himself and now play with my cock some more. He didn't touch me a ton, you could tell he was still hesitant and shy, but he wanted that dick in his mouth and he got more of it. After a few minutes of sucking my cock, and stroking his he stood up again and immediately went in for a kiss. It was weird, only because I wasn't expecting it. It was like a cliche moment from a movie, unexpected, awkward, and ultimately not that successful. After that moment though and that awkwardness, I kissed him back. Not the best kissing I've ever done or had done, but I think it's something Rock could get much better at, with practice and maybe some warning.
After the kiss, Rock took a step back from me, and began stroking his cock again. I could tell what he wanted so I knelt down in front of him, now completely naked. On my knees, my cock rock hard, I made an attempt to get my mouth on his meat, but he pulled away. Hmmm, maybe not ready for all of that? Maybe Rock wasn't that ready (or horny), yet. So I stayed there for a minute, just stroking my cock, watching him stroke his as he stood above me. Letting him look at me, he had a great view, and I have to say, a naked man kneeling in front of you, willing and ready, is a hot sight for anyone!
Soon, I moved to the sitting position in the chair, and Rock immediately came up to my side, kind of half straddling me, standing near me and stroking. Rock's stroking was getting more frantic, and his balls were tightening. I moved close to his cock again with my mouth, but he still kind of pulled back. I managed to get my lips wrapped around his cock for just a second though. He moaned but pulled back. So I stuck my tongue out and satisfied myself with him just stroking his meat against it, letting him know my mouth was available to him, if he wanted it. He was rubbing his dick against my mouth and my tongue as he jerked himself off, but he wouldn't let me suck him. I have to be honest though, it made it hotter knowing that, for whatever reason, he had this rule about not having me suck his cock, but he still couldn't resist having it near my mouth and I got as many sucks, licks, and blows in as I could. He did slap his dick against my nipples a couple of times, both of them. It reminded me of something I'd see in a straight porn, it's probably how he does to his chick or wife. He moved from my nipples and then slapped his hard dick against my cheek a couple of times for good measure. It's like he didn't know what else to do, and I think he was trying to prolong his cumming, but it wasn't long before he started moaning and signaling that he was going to unload. I made no move and kept licking at his dick head. I think I saw him smirk at that and he pumped his cock harder until....
He released a huge load of straight man cum, literally splashing his cum against my tongue and open mouth, where it dripped down my chest and on to my own rock hard cock and thighs. I could taste him, there was a lot of cum, he was really worked up this time and his load reflected that. After he settled and shook off the last drops he was detached from me, and half dressed within seconds. He said thanks as he headed out. I didn't clean up after he left, something about a straight guy's cum, makes me feel...I don't know....trashy. I let his cum dry on me and threw back on my tank and shorts with no clean up. I couldn't resist, I liked the reminder, and how hot it was to go so far with this guy that had literally only watched me before. As I type this I can still smell his dried cum that marks me.
I really wonder if the next time we connect will go back to the way things were, or if this is a new beginning for us. I guess only time will tell!
