Met a straight hairy Portuguese guy with a massive cock on a night out while he was on holiday. First time doing gay sex… and he still fucked me like he needed it 😏
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.
It’s the middle of the night. It’s really hot outside and I’m out in the garage missing you bad. The skin is soft on the back of his arm, and it reminds me of you. 😏 #daddy#Dom#Redneck
Chapter 2 of this man’s journey in life; my encounter five months later; after his completing rehab...
One hundred eighty degrees from where he had been: face down, passed out on a table at a McDonalds in St. Paul- this man embodies the resilience and buoyancy of the human spirit.
Five months sober and drug free, enrolled in school to get an Electrician Certification, I was beaming with pride in this man and his accomplishments.
I had zero expectation of anything more than seeing him and how he was doing but when I saw his fingers at his zipper I knew he'd be feeding me some of that big dick of his once again.
His penis exposed, I reflexively knelt for him in what was truly a joyful experience.
It was almost spiritual for me, getting to blow this man who took the initiative in the opportunity he was given and made his life whole again.
Sprawled out on his back sucking his dick, when he got close he springs up, grasps my head and unloads volley after volley after volley; a load so copious that I had to swallow repeatedly to take it all.
It left me breathless and emotionally spent.
This man’s success is the success of every one who is a member of the not for profit website, which entirely funds the benevolentbjs dot com project.
Indian gas station attendants attempt to scam the wrong American.
THIS is why I'm adamant about these serpents not being brought into the country.
They'll steal from you, and if you call them out on it, their little vicious pea brains will insist you're the villain.