This urban, Bohemian, throw-back hippie is Noah. I met him on a local online social networking site in Louisville. I know the pix below are not of the best quality; I saw an opportunity and grabbed my old Intel webcam and started snapping...
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While living in Louisville and working for the casino, I started chatting online on "Louisville MoJo", the afore mentioned website for social networking. Mostly I talked and harmlessly flirted with the straight guys...and one in particular; Noah. Noah's profile pic in "MoJo" had a pic of a hot youg man, and he was very comfortable with gays. We chatted a few times and I tried to get him to come by, but he wasn't having it. One summer night, after crawling the nightclubs with my usual entourage of friends, I came home VERY drunk but wide awake. I got out of party clothes and into a pair of shorts and a tee and got online. Straight to "MoJo" I went. There was a party at Phoenix Hill Tavern just down the street from me, and it was being broadcast online. Noah was also online. He struck up a conversation and we chatted back and forth a bit. Then to my amazement, Noah asked if he could come over. I was shocked and immediately said sure. I gave him directions, and soon he was there. he came on a bicycle, which he parked and locked up at my front door. Noah brought a sixer with him, and I already had beer in my 'fridge; I don't like beer, but always keep beer on hand for guests who like it...I knew this was gonna be an interesting evening...Noah, is about my height, 5'11" thin, but not skinny. He had long dark brown dreadlocks, full, long "santa-style" beard. Over the dreadlocks was a brownish "Bob Marley" style beret`; a funky band tee of a local no-name band, green military-issue pants and a pair of high-top "Chuck Taylor"s. Around his neck was a long piece of cotton string with a key on it. a cute "Throw-back hippie" is all I could think....
..."Noah knew even before he started out to come to my apartment I wanted to suck his dick"...
Noah and I chatted for quite a while. It didn't take me long to figure out by Noah's mode of transportation, his apparel, his dreadlocks, that he was pretty much a street person, or at least a step or 2 above it. He told me he was working for one of the many tiny bars that line Bardstown Rd. in the Highlands. I'm quite sure it was doing something close to nothing...his main line of work is "jewelry-making". I also assumed that he had no place to stay that evening. I'm guessing his "roomie" was getting some pussy and asked Noah to make himself scarce...or he may have told me that outright...I can't remember. By this time, I am also noticing no visible "package" showing on ol' Noah....was I in for a surprise... Noah knew before he ever started out to come to my apartment that I wanted to suck his dick. The sun was beginning to rise by this time and both of us were getting very sleepy. I was now sober, and Noah was feeling no pain from the sixer he brought, plus the 3-4 that I already had in my 'fridge. I decided I would take a chance. Worst case scenario, he would just leave. I went over and sat down beside him on the small loveseat I had at the time. I reached over and began to unfasten his pants. Noah had a mixed look on his face. In retrospect, I don't think he REALLY wanted to do this, on the other hand, he needed a place to stay and he was getting the pleasure, so it was a win/win for him. He began to assist me in taking his pants down and out popped quite the surprise. It was 8" at least, and quite thick...Noah was already semi-hard and in a matter of seconds had a full head of steam. I took it in my mouth, and began to suck his cock. I slipped his pants to his shins, spread his legs and started to finger his ass. I pulled out my finger and began to play with his nuts. Noah must have already been somewhat aroused, because it was no more than 3-4 minutes before he blew his load in my mouth. Not a huge load but it was very nice.
Noah immediately wanted to go to sleep. He got totally naked, hung the string/key on the doorpull on one of my kitchen cabinets, and climbed into my bed. he talked all evening about having some sort of 'responsibility' he had to see to on Sunday, so had me set my alarm clock to get him up by 2:PM. I awoke about an hour before Noah, at which time I made the pix above...He has no clue they exist and his face is pretty much concealed, so....I finally got him up when he requested, and he began complaining about being late, ect. ect. Noah dressed after declining a shower, and I loaded him and his bike into my truck. I took him to the small bar where he said he worked. He said he was coming back that night. I knew he wouldn't...
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