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Cruising For Meatsticks

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Sometimes you need to bash another man's meatstick.


Every now and then I get the craving for another man's cock. Not to suck or have shoved up my poop-hole, but just to wank.

I used a gay cruising site and located my target - a "straight" man looking for discrete encounters. He was 40 years old, enjoyed various porn genres and was wanting to play with another guy. Several messages later and we planned to meet at his home.

Very little was said when I arrived at his home. Small conversation about the suburb, about careers, about the neighbours, he popped a hardcore porn dvd into the player, we both dropped out shorts and boxer briefs, admired the other's rear end for a sec and then parked our rumps on the couch to watch the porno.

He pressed play and the porno began with someone young lady rimming several men, all bent over with asses spread for eating.

We were tossing from the get-go. Two grown and fit men, with nice paying jobs, sitting bottomless on a couch, wanking our meatsticks like the virgin teenage losers we use to be. We even wanked the same way - right hand doing the stroking, left hand cupping the balls.

His cock was of similar shape to mine. Maybe a little fatter but uncut and also well over seven inches. Guys and gals would love it regardless of their orientation. I needed to touch it.

My hands are rather tiny (the only thing myself and Mr Trump have in common) which are the best for handjobs. Only because a man can close his eyes and pretend it is a girl wanking him off. Several rugby teammates can attest to that, as can my university lecturer who I use to toss off in his SUV in an abandoned factory site back in my university days (straight A's if you're wondering).

I reached across and stroked his manhood. He groaned instantly and closed his eyes (told ya). His hand rubbed my thigh and moved up to my erection where upon he grasped it. We tugged each other while the porn played on. He would rubbed his thumb over my cockhead while I fondled his balls.

I love fondling balls - a lot of guys forget about the ballsack for some reason. Feeling his testicles roll around in my fingers made me feel like I held his power/mana at that present moment.

We continued this dance for 56 minutes until a DP scene became too much and I shot spurts of cum all over my legs and tummy. My mate followed soon after and shot jism all over his blue tshirt (which we used to clean ourselves up with).

Put our boxer briefs and shorts back on, shook hands, and I left a happy chappy.



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