IML Saturday I was walking up Halsted from the subway in "light" leather"--jeans and tee, leather boots, vest and studded belt. Horny from a trip to the leathermart--all those half-naked men, all that fetish-play.
As I passed the Manhandler I had fond memories of showing up for bare-as-you-dare Halloween parties years before when I lived in the city. In a narrow loincloth one year, I delignted several guys who decided to check firsthand that indeed there was no jockstrap between the thin cloth and my plumping dick--it was such a turn-on to have them grope me and nod in approval.
But tonight I'd take it a step further. I got a drink and settled on a stool in the mostly empty courtyard, and watched while a pair of guys got started playing with each other. They had come in together, one was into totally servicing dick and the other was into being serviced and then watching his partner service others. As I watched this live sex show I slowly started undressing. Opened the jeans and pulled out my hose, then peeled off the vest and tee. This caught the eye of top man, who motioned me over. I stood there with my jeans around my ankles groping both guys, kissing top man while bottom boy sucked his and my dicks.
When they left to get new drinks, I moved back to my stool and started to get dressed. A fine looking preppy type who had moved to the stool next to me leaned over and whispered "don't get dressed--you look hot." This was all I needed--I obliged by sliding the boots and jeans off entirely. So there I sat, totally naked on a stool in a bar courtyard on a Saturday night in Chicago. It was a rush.
We talked casually about life in the city, our interests, etc. Eventually the talk turned to sex, and we groped each other a bit. He kept telling me how much my being naked turned him on. And that turned me on totally. He'd grope himself through his pants, then me, then himself. Eventually he hauled out his friendly stiff dick for me and gave me a big smile. So of course I blew him.
Naked, in a bar courtyard, squatting in front of a nice guy who was totally turned on by my being naked in a bar courtyard. My mouth wrapped around his hard knob, massaging his shaft with my tongue, letting his hard cock slide down my throat.
He didn't last long, it was a really good blow job.
Oh, yes, it was a really good blow job.

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