January 17, 2026
Saturday
I decided to go to the place with the fuck van. I usually have not so good luck there, but the last few times have been an exception.
I get there and I decide to get the king sized room with a shower. Even though I don't expect much from this place I decide to get the room anyway. I put my stuff away and head for the area where all the action is.
I cruise around but not much going on. There is one guy I notice that may have his eye on me.
He is about 5’8, thin build, Latino, maybe mid to late 20s. He has a unique look as he has short curly hair. He’s wearing thick glasses identical to what Buddy Holly used to wear. As a matter of fact, the resemblance is so startlingly close, (with the exception of his olive skin tone) I can’t help but to study his features in amazement. I want to but I don’t mention it to him.
He probably wouldn't even know who Buddy Holly was.
As innocent as his appearance may be, I know better than to allow outward appearances to dictate my perception of his prowess. Besides, I got a glimpse of what he was doing in one of the glory hole stalls a few minutes earlier.
He walks into the stall next to mine. I close the door but I am not feeling the glory hole scenario. I want body and eye contact, not just a hole; so I walk out. He soon follows suit.
I turn around and invite him to my room.
I ask him my two main questions, “Are you okay with condoms,” and “Do you like to get your dick sucked?” There is a yes for both.
As soon as I close the door, he drops to his knees. His head game is pretty nice. He gets me fully hard in his mouth. Now I am ready to fuck. He gets a wrapper and opens the packet and gently puts the condom on me.
I must commend anyone that can make putting on a condom sexy. This is exactly what gets my juices flowing: A master at foreplay even in the usually clumsy task of wrapping it up.
I entered him as he bent over to the edge of the bed.
“ You want it harder,” I ask.
He wants it as hard and fast as I’m willing to give it. We keep this position for a while but I move him closer to the head of the bed so that we could see ourselves in the mirror.
He has a tiny waist perfect for grabbing.
Although he is thin, he has plenty of meat on his bones to grab hold of. I grab his hips and use them as leverage to slam into him.
He’s a moaner. He’s not loud about it but vocal enough to tell he’s enjoying it.
We migrate directly on the bed. He gets on his
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