I went up to Seattle for another visit to the RCJ with the guys, as we left the train I noticed a really handsome hunk of a guy in a camouflage print jacket walking parallel to us as we headed to the club. I was curious if he was also going, but when he turned down a different street I was very disappointed.
We arrived just before the event was ready, so we signed in and settled in to wait, the front door opened and who should show up but camo jacket! Bingo! After heading downstairs and dressing down, I claimed a chair at the back and hung around to get situated. Camo jacket comes out and he’s an athletic hunk of a man! Smooth, muscled, toned, gorgeous, I had to play with him. After giving him some time to get comfortable I gather my will and figure out my greeting before approaching him.
As I approach I ask if he’d like a stroking partner, and he says yes. One joyous internal scream later, I sit down next to him, gently grasp his thick manhood, and give him a loving soft stroke. I caress his chest, up his veined muscled arm as I please him, appreciating his beautiful body. He gives me a lovely jerk as well, building my heat and pressure from deep inside my cock and lust.
However, as much as I’m loving him and his man meat, I feel no reciprocative energy. Is he not into me, is he straight and here for a jerk off nothing more, was he just being polite? As I’m pondering this, another handsome man comes up, gently fondles his balls and I politely transfer camo jacket’s cock to the new guy. I don’t want to be a cock hog, I lean in and tell him it was a pleasure to play with him, he thanks me and I wander off, thankful I got to play with him.
It wasn’t long before I noticed a HUGE TANK of a MAN walk in. This guy is RIPPED. Ebony muscle, boots on, handsome as all hell! I simply had to talk to him! After picking my jaw up off the floor and wiping up the drool puddle, I allowed him to get comfortable on a lounger before I approached. Resisting the overwhelming urge to fall to my knees and beg to lick his boots, I asked if he wanted a stroke partner. He politely smiled and accepts, shifting his beautifully massive body and allows me to lay next to him.
The moment I’m in position, he lays the tree trunk of his right leg on top of my left. I quickly accept that I didn’t need that leg anyway and medical science has made leaps and bounds in prosthetics, and compliment his boots. He thanks me and says he wanted to bring his police cap but he thought it would be a tad too much. At this point I did my best not to shoot my load right then and there. I told him he would rock one and hope to have the distinct privilege of seeing him in one as well as a full uniform. He’s an absolute dream. We get to talking, he’s into leather, he’s incredibly sweet, and we have a little bit in common.
My leg is falling asleep under his, I accept the situation of losing it in these circumstances, I ask if he wanted to stay in touch and he accepts. I ask if he wanted me to stroke him and he politely declines saying he wants to explore a bit more before blowing his load. He gets up off the lounger and wanders off after I bid him a happy jerking.
I’m left to myself on a high of successfully playing with two very sexy gents in a row thanks to my initiative when another handsome guy approaches me, he’s in a jock, we make eye contact and it’s easy for me at this point with my self confidence at an all time high. He sits next to me and we stroke each other. He’s affectionate, great energy, he wants to make me cum and I’m more than happy to shoot my load at this point!
Fuck, that climax felt amazing! I thank him and offer to reciprocate but he’s more than happy to just edge himself. He assists with my clean up and says goodbye, and I go ahead and wipe down in the bathroom, freshen up, dress, and jot down my info for the sexy giant from before. I successfully pass him my card and tell him to text me anytime. He says he’ll call soon and I feel like a horny teen all over again. I hope to get crushed and manhandled in all manner of ways under his boots!
Play Safe Dear Reader
