I went to Las Vegas when I was about 30 years old for a convention and on the Saturday night, I went out to a couple bars looking for pussy. I did not have much luck as a lot of girls are either with their boyfriend or with a group of girls. I kinda lucked out.
I was walking back to my hotel when a cab pulled over - the guy asked me if I wanted a lift - I said sure and jumped in the front of the cab - it was really late (like 3am) and the taxi driver told me that it might even be dangerous for me to be walking alone that late.
To my surprise, the driver was young and quite good looking - we chatted the whole way and he told me that he was done his shift and heading home. I invited him in for a drink and he enthusiastically accepted. I had no other intention then a drink.
To make a long story short, after a couple of drinks he convinced me to let him blow me - he told me that he could give better head then my gf and he was right - I sat in the chair by the window overlooking the strip while he slurp my cock to perfection.
We eventually ended up naked in the king size bed and he rode my cock like a pro - his ass felt really tight around my cock and I eventually turned him around and fucked him - it felt amazing. After we caught our breath, we ended up in the large walk-in shower - we had a long hot soapy shower - we crawled back into bed.
The sun was rising and I woke up with this cute guy next to me - he went under the covers and gave me this most amazing slow blowjob of my life - I eventually came way down his throat. He got up and got dressed and told me that he had to go.
Vegas has this effect on you - I have never thought of having sex with another guy - it was amazing and I have to say, my balls were totally empty and I often think of this nice american guy.
