Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2007 21:50:35 -0500
From: skybolt@canoemail.com
Subject: Married Man: Native American

The following is a true story. As a married man who travels a bit on
business, I look for situations for quality m2m encounters. This is the
story of an encounter I had in California in April. I have changes some
names and place names in order to protect the identity of the man I met. I
do not wish to do him any harm.

Advertising on Craigslist has been so effective that I'm now in the habit
of placing a short ad before every trip. My ad truthfully states that I'm a
mwm looking to spend some quality time with a quality guy. I then describe
myself and include a couple of pictures of my body (no face pics).

For this trip, I had 16 replies. Most were married men in their 30's - 50's
who wanted to share an hour of fun before going home from work or the
gym. One hot 40's guy was Brazilian. Taunt muscles. Lean. Dark and swarmy
looking. He wrote that he was a building contractor. He was blunt and made
it clear that he was looking to be fucked. That got my interest, but I told
him no because I had a more interesting offer. I came in the day before my
trip.

He wrote, "Saw your posted ad on Craigslist. I work in the city of
xxxxxxxxxxxx. Me -- 48 yrs old, lawyer, well schooled. Suit and tie kind of
guy. Pretty good shape - 5'8", 147 lbs, swimmers build, discreet and
careful, not into kinky stuff - just playing around with the right
person. I'm a mix of Latino and Irish. Brown hair and eyes.  Single. Not
looking for strings attached. I work out about three times a week just to
keep toned. Not a body builder type. I think our bodies probably have the
same shape - although my chest is a 40. Interested? I'm at work and don't
have access to my photos on my home computer right now."

I said I was interested and he wrote back: "Got your picture. Nice face and
smile. I'll send you mine tonight when I get home.
 I'm in the office tomorrow afternoon and have an important meeting with
insurance adjusters and one of my clients on one of my larger cases.  The
meeting is scheduled to start at 3 p.m. and I expect it to last at least an
hour. Perhaps after that, I can leave and drive to your hotel. The traffic
might be a little crazy on the freeway. But, if that is not a problem with
you, I'll make the 1 hour drive. Let me know. When I get home, I'll send
the face picture and a speedo picture too. I think you may be surprised
that our bodies look a lot alike.  How long will you be in town? Sonny"

The Brazilian didn't want to take no for an answer so I emailed Sonny to
see if a 3 way was of interest to him. He wrote: "Here is a picture of
me. A third party involved does not bother me, as long as that person is as
discreet as you and I. Could be lots of fun. As for timing, when do you
want to meet? And, as for dinner, don't feel like you need to entertain me
with dinner. I am usually a light eater (salad and soup) and can do
without. I try to watch my weight as much as possible. Is there a number
where I can call and leave a message for you in California?"

So here is what happened. Sonny sounded very interesting to me. His picture
looked great, too, so I decided to not invite the Brazilian because I
decided that it would be more fun to intimately play with Sonny rather than
turn this into a sex fest.

Sonny knocked on my hotel door at 7pm. He was still dressed from his big
meeting with his client: Navy blue suit, silk tie, starched white
shirt. Very handsome. His hair was jet black, straight, thick. He had small
facial features -- small dark eyes, small nose, thin lips, and a smile that
could melt steel.

We talked for a minute at the hotel door and then went down to the bar to
get a bite to get to know each other. We both drank water and hardly ate
anything. The conversation flowed easily as we talked about ourselves. He
said that he is a closeted gay. No one at work knows. He did not have sex
until he was 35 (that's like me.  I was 32!) He leaves town to have man to
man encounters. He goes to the Palm Springs "clothing optional" hotels that
I wrote about in my Palm Beach story. He also goes to a nude beach about
100 mi south of Cancun that attracts men from Europe and South America. He
told me he was a member of a city council (this was true. I later used
Google to see if he was on the council. Sure enough, I found him.) He also
told me some interesting stories which I believe are true.

He said that years ago he went to the nude beach north of San Diego. He
recognized Tom Cruise, who was naked. And that Cruise has a smaller than
average cock. He said that for anonymous sex he favors the YMCA steam
room. At a Y in L.A.  a few times he was in the steam room when John
Travolta walked in. Travolta made it clear he was interested. Sonny sucked
him off on more than one occasion. He said Travolta traveled with a body
guard and that the guard stood outside the steam room.

We talked and ate for an hour. When the conversation hit a lull I quickly
said, "Let's go upstairs."

In my room, we stood at the foot of the bed. Both of us were in suits. He
smiled a "what now?" look. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around
him. He embraced me and we kissed eagerly and passionately. I s-l-o-w-l-y
undressed him. What a thrill it is for me to undress a man. Don't know why
that is such a huge turn on but it is.

While still standing and kissing, I fondled his dick for a VERY long time
(about a half hour) through his silky boxer briefs. I still had on my
trousers, although my zipper was down and his hand fondled my cock. I then
took my dick from his hand and slipped it into the fly of his boxers so our
dicks touched each other. He oozed pre- cum. We kissed passionately and
rocked in each other's arms with my cock in his shorts.

Very slowly -- everything happened VERY SLOWLY; we both loved the lingering
passion and did not want it to end. We stripped each other. We fell onto
the huge king-size bed lying across it atop the covers. We rolled, kissed
and fondled. I lavished him with kisses.  He sucked my cock and
nipples. Every time I felt I was going to cum, I held back and let it pass
because I did not want the encounter to end. When I held it back my dick
softened. He liked playing with my soft cock until it hardened again (which
didn't take long!) I loved playing with his. His dick had the longest
foreskin I have ever seen. It was amazing by its length. I got to play with
it a lot as his erection kept rising and lowering, same as mine. That was
fine with both of us.

When my dick got soft, he asked me how recently I had cum (2 days
earlier). I had to explain that I have the power to hold back my orgasm but
when I do my body feels the intensity as if I had cum and my dick softens
as if I had.  But then I get erect again fast, unlike when I actually cum.
I asked him and he said he had cum the night before.  Actually, I think
that his pre-cum I felt earlier while fondling his cock through his shorts
was actually his cum since there was so much and it was pretty thick for
pre-cum.

During this time he put me in his favorite position: lying on our sides
with my back to his front. He put his arms around me and fondled my dick. I
reached back and played with his. He loved to tell stories about his best
friends and the funny things they did, sexually and otherwise. For example,
his friend Bob accompanied him to the Mexican beach. There they met a 20
year old young Mexican man who was 5 feet tall, dark skinned, handsome, and
had an over-sized dick that he liked to show off. The guy's name was
Irving! (true name) After a couple of Mexican trips, they got to know
Irving very well and Bob invited the guy to live in the US as his house
boy. Irving enthusiastically accepted. The sex was great but after a month
the excitement wore off and Irving wasn't much interested in cleaning the
house. He became a problem and Bob had to send him back after a year. OK,
my telling is not funny, but the way Sonny told the story it was very
funny.

Sonny told me about his heritage. He was mostly Native American. This
fascinated me because it was my first sex with a Native American. I have
read that Native Americans traditionally have small dicks.

This fondling and story telling went on for two and a half hours! It
finally ended when my fondling of Sonny turned into jacking him off.  Oh, I
have to tell you something else about Sonny's dick - it was very small,
like a boy's. Playing with it was a lot of fun because it felt like a small
wonderful treasure in my hand. His foreskin was so large because it was if
he had the skin of a large dick covering a cock that was the size of mine
when I was 12 years old. It was like he was wearing a sweater 3 sizes too
large. When I pumped his beautiful dick furiously, it expanded to full
length -- about 4 inches. I loved the feel of it in my hand. I pumped him
and he moaned in pleasure. He placed his hand over mine and continued to
pump. His strong fingers took over. He was on his back. I was lying next to
him on my side. My fingers moved up to his erect nipples and watched him
jack himself to a gooy orgasm.

After, we took a long hot shower for a half hour. Sonny eagerly washed me
and I did him the same way.

After that, we dried each other off. Now that he had cum officially his
mood changed to "I have to get up early." He was exceptionally polite. I
invited him to stay the night but he told me he had to be in court in the
morning and didn't want to be so far away. So with that, the night ended.