Date: Tue, 21 Oct 2014 12:35:29 -0700 (PDT) From: Phil Ashio Subject: Serving Jay Serving JayBy: Phil Ashio Filetshio@gmail.com ---------------- Please contribute and donate to keep Nifty a free resource for finding stories that inform, entertain, and titillate. As always, the stories I submit are true encounters. I generally will submit an entry after it's occurred, so that the details are fresh. Jay is a young, truly beautiful, young black man I met prior to Craigslist. Sure, Craigslist was around, but only came to my city probably 6 or 7 years ago. Generally, when looking for a hook up back then, first contact came from an email, which was our case. Jay was a straight man, and at the time, was probably around 25 years old. He was looking for a blow job, and he had sent an email with a picture. The picture was of his dick, a large, 9 inch black beauty, with large veins running the length of it. This was all I had to go on. I was nervous, but definitely interested in meeting him. My concern was our age difference. I was in my mid 40s at the time., and I had never really had too much of an interest in younger men but only because as an older gent, I felt as if I were "robbing the cradle" even though Jay was of legal age. We exchanged a few emails, and after assuring me my age was no problem, I sent my face shot, and a fake name. I must have passed muster. I soon got another email, at which time we made plans to meet at his place. I will never forget our first meeting. I was nervous, apprehensive, and almost backed out. It was his dick, in addition to perhaps not getting another chance if I backed out, that got me behind the wheel of my car, and at his place within 20 minutes. At the time, he lived in a large apartment complex, and finally, I located his building. I parked my car, gave myself a final check in the mirror, and made the walk to his front door. I was not prepared for who greeted me, but once the door opened, there was no turning back. I'm not kidding you when I tell you that Jay was one of the most attractive people I had ever seen, male or female. He was so attractive in fact, that I at once felt a bit intimidated and incredibly nervous. While I knew my skill at taking a dick completely down my throat was excellent, Jay's handsome face filled me with performance anxiety. I nervously blurted out my real name, Paul, before I even realized it. Smiling ever so slightly, Jay opened the door. It was now or never, put up, or shut up, as I made my way into the apartment. What few words Jay spoke, I really had to struggle to hear him. His voice was low, deep and masculine, but even in this brief moment of interaction, I knew he was a gentle man and intelligent. In my mind, I thought the chances of ever meeting a man of this caliber, let alone to service him, would be few and far between. Jay now stood in front of the sofa, unbuckled his belt, and took down his underwear. Stepping out of his clothing, he kicked them aside, and sat down. It was obvious I was to kneel, as he spread his muscular legs wide open. His dick was long, and his balls hung loosely in his ebony ball sack. Like any good, dick sucking fag, I went down on shaky knees, and began licking and sucking his dick. While he did get hard quickly, my performance was less than adequate. I was so nervous I couldn't even deep throat his dick, something I had told him I loved to do. Afterwards, I was very disappointed and sad that my nervousness prevented me from doing my best, and I left his place, knowing I had blown any chance (literally) of ever seeing, or servicing this beautiful man ever again. The door closed quickly behind me as I left the apartment. Fast forward several years. It was 2012, and Craigslist finally comes to my city. I was like a kid in a candy store. The internet was truly becoming a way of meeting other men who were looking for one thing. Sex. I began to place an occasional ad, and generally, found success. I could host, which was a definite plus, and I was much more relaxed in my own environment. Being careful and cautious, I eventually met 3-4 men that I serviced fairly regularly. They in turn, told a few of their friends of my skills. I had a nice place, a warm mouth, and porn. I also had a steady supply of mostly older, married black men who dropped in to visit very regularly. I was very satisfied, and filled with sperm almost daily. One late evening, feeling especially horny and not having had any buddies visit for the entire day, I placed a very short ad on Craigslist in the casuals section. In it, I simply said I was hosting, and was wanting to guzzle sperm. I mentioned my preference for black men, and submitted it. Eventually, I got a response that was interesting. Short and to the point, it simply said "I'm a black guy with 9 inches, and I need this sucked. Interested? The picture enclosed was one I remembered. It belonged to Jay. I quickly sent back a reply that listed my stats, my age, and what I wanted to do for him. I was hoping he wouldn't ask for a picture, and luckily, he didn't. Jay was apparently very horny. It was late at night, and he wanted some one to drain his dick. Within a few minutes I got his email which simply asked for my address. I gave him my location, sent the email, and began to get both excited and nervous. Jay wrote back, saying he had GPS, and that he was on the way. Estimated time of arrival: 15 minutes. I was ready. I was clean, I was relatively calm, and not afraid. I just hoped that once he saw me, he had forgotten me, and would not recognize me. I began the longest wait of my life, but in actuality, he was a few minutes early. I watched from my window as he got out of his car. In a minute, the bell rang, and I went to the door, and quickly opened it. If Jay knew who I was, he never let on. I introduced myself, giving him my fictitious name. He smiled and simply said "I'm Jay" and looking around a bit, he said "nice place" We both knew what we were there for. I was being given another chance to service this black buck, who looked even more handsome. I couldn't believe my great fortune. I was determined not to blow this chance, pun intended. My mouth was getting wet in real anticipation. A bedside lamp was on in my bedroom and straight porn was playing on the television. Jay simply began to undress, and as he was doing so, in his low voice, he asked if we could turn off the light. He also wanted to skip watching porn, instead wanting to listen to some music. I did as he asked, and in the darkness, I found a nice scented candle, that once lit, cast a beautiful glow in the room. By this time, I knew I was going to be fine and that Jay would get something he would never forget. That night was incredible. Jay turned to get on the bed. A nice scent began to fill my bedroom, and Jay's muscular, black ass was beautiful. I'm a total bottom, but at that moment, I thought about all the possibilities! Jay must have been relaxed too, because when he got situated on the bed, he opened his legs wide and simply motioned for me to get into place by patting the space between his legs, and his dick was at full attention. I'm still fully clothed, and before I assume my position, Jay asks me to take off my shirt. I remove my shirt. Jay smiles broadly, and says "great chest" I was so ready to show this black stud the pleasures my mouth could give him. Now, between his legs, and comfortable, I'm at eye level with the object of my desire, but this time, it was more than that. Jay had placed some pillows behind his back. He was comfortable and ready. I dutifully went to work on his beautiful black dick. Slowly, I deliberately began to take my time. Starting at the head of his dick, using my tongue to lightly graze the head, I began the slow, long descent down his big, pulsing, peter. I used my lips to create a slight suction on his dick, and my tongue was on the backside, massaging the entire length of his beautiful dick. I was taking my time. I did not want this to end, ever. I was beginning to get warm with the lust and desire I felt for this man. Yes, I was attracted to Jay on more than just a sexual level, but I understood that I could never share that with him. The mere privilege of servicing a man like this would always have to be enough. I slowly bobbed up and down on his dick, and with each rise and fall of my head, his dick began to glisten with my saliva. I made it a point to spend time on his sensitive head on the upswing, and then slowly make my way down his entire length. Jay's pubic hair was around my mouth and my nose, and I would inhale his clean, masculine scent. I was not rushed. I was gentle, and I was truly worshipping this mans dick. I was in heaven. My euphoria was short lived. Within 5 minutes, just as my tongue was at the top of his dick, my mouth gently encircling his girth, large amounts and spurts of his cum began shooting into my mouth, I felt my tongue being coated. As he was coming, I continued to gently suck the head of his dick. Jay was very quiet, and I only heard his quick shallow breathing and the warmth from his hand, gently cupping the back of my neck. Eventually, his orgasm subsided. It was now that I made an audible gulp, letting Jay know that I wanted his nut. I never took my mouth from his dick. After swallowing his seed, I went down to the base of his dick, and began to lightly suck his dick as I came up. I took every drop of cum this man had. Eventually, knowing my job was done, I took his dick from my mouth. I looked at it, went with my feelings, and gently kissed it several times before finally letting it rest between his legs. I thanked Jay for letting me service him, kissed the inside of his thigh, and got up to get a wash cloth to clean him. It's then that I heard Jay say "Wait, where are you going? Come back here Paul" I stopped dead in my tracks, turned around, and looked at him, still not letting him know that was my real name. "Man..I knew who you were the minute you opened the door tonight. Come over here and let me have some more of that mouth" That night, for the next few hours, I spent all the time I wanted with Jay. Between intervals of sucking his dick and edging him until he was begging me to let him cum, I serviced his low hanging nuts, and kept my tongue buried deeply in his ass, and at times, lightly flicked my tongue around his tight, clean, hole. His hard dick felt good in my hands, and back in my mouth, where I tasted lots of his gooey, sweet, precum. I took two of Jay's loads that night, and in my own heat and passion, shot a huge load of my own into my shorts, hands free. Today, Jay and I see each other regularly. Sometimes, here at my place, but most times, his. He's married now and living not too far away in the country, in a nice home. Initially, I only wanted him to come to my place after feeling uneasy about his being married and was thinking about not seeing him. Jay looked at me and wanted to know why I never came out to his place. When I gave him the obvious answer of his being married, he simply said "So?" He tells me that I give him the absolute, best blows and rim jobs, and that he gets the most incredible feeling when I have his entire dick down my throat when he comes in my mouth, all sweet, creamy, and delicious. This morning I just came back from his place. We have a comfortable routine with each other now. I spend long sessions on his dick and ass, and am always given sweet, multiple loads. Jay's wife knows about the situation, but chooses not to know any particulars. Jay has his needs met faithfully, and I get to know and service a man I thought I would never have another chance with.