After the debacle with Mitch, I had to regroup. First, I re-thought the idea of leaving the dry rubber as a calling card. That had not worked out so well. I stayed away from my beloved Craigslist for a week or so, while I thought cautiously about how to proceed. The I start reviewing ads again, then I saw one I could not resist: "Married, Military Man Needs Fucked".
Alan was in a Crystal City hotel. While only a few miles from my place in Dupont, it was a world away by my standards. I would normally never venture there, but hell, he was a married military man. So I contacted Alan, and sent him my body pic in the first email to speed things along. A few emails later, and armed with his hotel room number, I headed off to catch the Metro.
Alan was what I expected, about 30 years old, close-cropped hair, Southern. As soon as he opened the door, I knew I was going to dump inside this military stud - I just had to figure out how to do it.
That was complicated, as Alan was insistent that I fuck him while he was on his back. He wanted to "see" me do him. Well, obviously, I can't slip my dick out, take off the rubber, then reinsert without him knowing. After all, he is looking right at me. Shit! Shit! Shit! But he is hot, so I put on the rubber and start fucking him. He is a good fuck. Nice and tight, just like his body. My performance faltered that day, however, as I had only been in him a couple of minutes, when I knew I'd gotten too close to cumming too quickly and it was going to happen. And it did. I shot in the rubber in him.
But then the light bulb went off. I pulled out, said that happened "too quick," and told him that I wanted to give him a little more pleasure. I put him on all fours and told him to jack off. I then started working his hole with my finger. I slipped the rubber off and poured some cum on my first two fingers, then I worked the cum into his hole. Back out my fingers would come, get loaded up with more precious semen, and back in they would go. I rubbed his prostate as I went in and out. I could tell that he was getting close, so I had to work fast. I poured the rest of my cum from the rubber on my finger and in it went. There was cum around the edges of his asshole, and I carefully worked that in as well. I then start massaging his prostate continuously and he popped about 30 seconds later. I got up, said I needed to wash my hands. and made a big scene of walking to the bathroom holding the condom. I threw the (empty) condom in the toliet and flushed. I washed my hands.
When I came back out and started to get dressed, my new military friend told me how nice it was that I worked on him even after I had come. I just smiled and told him that was the best part. I went back to the gaybourhood and he went back to fighing wars. Live is good.
You're an asshole.
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