Rick's Cruising Diary

Going for a hat-trick

16 August continued...

His hot little mouth slipped down over my hard cock. Gently he sucked and tried to take the full length down his throat. Which is a good trick if you can manage it, because I have quite a thick piece of meat.

I put both hands on his bristly head. When they're sucking dick, a lot of guys like to pretend that there's an element of 'being forced to do it' and he was no exception...

We began kissing again. Once more I put my hands on his head, this time so I could kiss him more passionately, and somehow one of them ended up around his neck. I squeezed a bit harder around his throat and I could tell he liked that.

I'm not into strangulation scenarios at all, I find it scarey more than anything. But it was interesting, because it was VERY LIKE Mark of Leeds... Funny how, the more guys I have sex with, the more I find them falling into very definite 'categories'. Men with similar features and characteristics, who are into the same things sexually...

'Do you like to fuck?' he asked. But I didn't want to get into that in the back of a car, so I said I said 'not usually' — which is true anyway. I asked if he was top or bottom. He said he was both.

I pulled his pants down so they were around his thighs and grabbed his cock. It wasn't very big, but that didn't matter with all the other things this boy had going for him.

It felt a nice shape, I bent over him and got my mouth around it. In a way, smaller cocks are nicer, because you can give them such a thorough sucking.

I leant back and he leant back against me. I pulled up his shirt as far as I could and ran my left-hand across his smooth pecs, nipples and flat stomach. I put my right hand around his cock and began tossing him off. It wasn't long before I felt him shoot his load over my hand and his stomach.

As we lay there, again I ran my fingers over his body, concentrating on those particularly sensitive areas: the nipples, sides of the upper legs/buttocks, inside upper arm, between the upper leg and balls, between the balls and anus... He loved it and pretty soon he was hard again and ready for more.

I put the thumb and first finger of my right-hand together to form a circle just below the 'trigger ridge' of his cock and behind his foreskin (which was pulled right back). Keeping my other fingers clear, I began wanking him.

This is always a good way of bringing off an uncircumcised guy. It rubs the foreskin against the very sensitive trigger ridge, while avoiding too much direct friction on the oh-too-sensitive head. I'm uncut, so I know...

I got my left hand around his balls and held them firmly. Then pressed my other hand against the sexy hard area behind his bollocks. Pretty soon he was about to cum. I held him tight against me (again this seems to 'do it' for a lot of guys when they're just about to cum) and he shot again.

He said he felt like going to sleep cuddled up there together on the back seat. I asked him what was the greatest number of times he'd cum in a day. He said 'four times'. My record, at the same age, was seven. I wondered if I could get this horny lad up and ready to shoot again? A hat-trick...

I rubbed his limp prick with the palm of my hand and began talking dirty to him, about how he might like to fuck my tight butt and what it would be like if he did. Sure enough, I felt a stirring in his groin and a stiffening....

Whooah, my thoughts were now starting to turn to what it would be like to REALLY get fucked by this randy young stud.

I worked on his balls, the surrounding area and his stomach, with every trick I know, and he very nearly did cum a third time. But he couldn't quite get there.

Suddenly he sat up and peered through one of the side windows. He'd noticed that the blond was standing some twenty yards away. Through the windscreen I'd been keeping an eye on the entrance to the car-park, in case of Police vans. The windscreen was clear but the side windows were steamed up due to our hot little session.

Turns out we'd been at it for over an hour and the blond had been standing there waiting for thirty minutes. Well, supposedly... I wasn't completely convinced. He was in a bit of a foul mood, having failed to cop off himself.

We sat and talked for a while longer. I got out of the car to stretch my legs and the ferret leant out of the driver's window and said they were going for another drive, did I want to come? I decided not, I had work to do next day. I gave him my number and they roared off, showering me with gravel.

Mmmmm, he was one of the most sensuous men I've met in a long time. We'd both agreed that it would nice to be in a bed together. So who knows?