Date: Wed, 25 Sep 2019 01:34:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Michael Pendragon <michaelpendragon19@yahoo.com>
Subject: Room 224

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Room 224

Every once in a while I have an encounter that sets the bar for all
others. Tonight was just that.

I had worked hard all day breaking up concrete, digging holes and moving
huge blocks of granite posts for a fence project. It was hard work but very
satisfying. (The only downside today was a frustrating hour and half in the
dentist's chair.)

After work I went to the Y to shower and steam, intending to go to a local
classic car event at a local restaurant. I never made it.

As I got in the car a Grindr message asked me where was the best place to
eat in town. Hmmmm. Not the usual opening. Nice profile but no photo. I
usually ignore, assuming they are robots or spam.  But this one intrigued
me. We chatted a bit and soon I was on my way to a local hotel. Room 224.

He was in running shorts. My height. Salt and pepper hair. Nice face. Lean
body. We chatted briefly then he asked if we could hug. Then we kissed. It
was like turning on an electromagnet. The next hour was stellar.

We tried almost everything -- kissing, sucking, licking, rubbing, rimming,
fingering, grinding, frotting, 69, almost topping. Finally I urged him to
cum as I fingered his bum, my cock resting on his as he frantically beat
his large, plump cock. I ground my balls against his much larger balls and
then gently inserted my spit-lubed finger into his tight ass.  He fired a
sweet load all over his belly and lay gasping on the bed as I went to get a
warm wash cloth.

Then we talked. And talked. And talked as he gave me an amazing lower back
rub.  He hit all of the right places.  And having his hot ball sack on my
thighs was a bonus. We talked more, on our sides, facing each other, as I
fondled his balls and soft cock.  We kissed. We could have talked all
night.

But I had to go. I wish I could stay. We traded emails. He doesn't live too
far away. He set a high bar. I think I did too.

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