This man was awkwardly trying to shoplift his dinner at a Safeway just outside the downtown core of Calgary.
Paroled from prison just a couple days earlier, he was left; dumped in the city.
He had spent his release stipend on a cheap motel room and ‘lots of paid pussy’.
"Priorities", he said: "place.. then pussy… then food".
He wasn’t much interested in getting head from a guy but having his dick on camera appealed to the voyeur in him.
This ex-con has a big fuckin' cock.
I sucked his nuts and blew him for a few minutes when he said "you know what? I'm not gonna get hard for a guy" (he did) and "I'm never gonna get off from a blowjob" (he didn't).
I respect that and with this guy, it didn't matter.
I focused my thoughts of that dick sailing in and out of pussy the last two days and then kissed the dude's cock thanked him.
I'm grateful for even being permitted to just see his dick.
We planned to connect that evening at a nearby Starbucks to help him find a stable, temporary place to stay.
When I turned the corner walking towards our meeting place, there he was, his hands atop a police cruiser being frisked before they heaved him into the back seat and carted him away for reasons I'll never know.
This skateboarder dude, encountered at the pit in Vancouver’s Hastings Park, wasn't lying when he said that besides his board what he had between his legs was his other "prized possession".
He carried between them this big, fat uncut dick which had a perfect 'athlete smell' to it.
The moment I peeled back his foreskin and got a good whiff I was in love with this man.
It took him a few minutes to find his rhythm in having a gay guy blowing him but he sure found it.
When he was getting close to nutting his load, he pushed hard at my head; impaling me on him; it forced his dick down into my throat at the very moment he was beginning to unload.
It caused this gagging that made my throat muscles literally milk his penis for sperm (the full video of it is on the website).
I was in a daze but managed to regain my composure sufficient to thank him.
This mechanic left his smouldering Chevy, hood up, in the parking lot of the NAPA parts store where we encountered him.
After a run of bad luck at a local casino left him broke, he was hitting up friends to CashApp him money to get a part for his car.
Although he was sort of distant and quiet while heading to the hotel, when we got there this dude was sure ready to go.
Sliding down his sweats he was already sporting wood.
Nature is fucking amazing: this dude hardwired physiologically/psychologically, knowing he was about to be on the receiving end of a blowjob.
His scent was so masculine but he would only let me sniff around, not lick at his ass; a lot of straight guys are very protective of their ass hole and I respect that.
It only took a couple minutes to finish him off and he flooded my mouth with a dense load.
I kissed his dick and thanked him for allowing me to blow him.
We took him back to the NAPA store and lent him a hand in making repairs.
Once completed, I watched him ride off, quite literally, into the sunset.