moon madness

wasnt really looking for action that night, in fact he wasn't even my type. but he was there and i dont know why but i had the feeling i wanted to be risque, more than just plain horned up. so i made up my mind that id jack him off but i wasnt going to suck him. and he was fine with that, but he sucked me. too bad he didnt really know how to play with my tool (come to think of it very few guys know how to suck well, especially the way id like to be sucked--yeah, im not easily impressed) he sucked me till i came. he watched me spurt a few, then he went at it again, finishing my last few spurts in his mouth and cleaning me well (that said, i always admire men who swallow on a casual encounter, real troopers!) i helped him out with his predicament and he shot his load quite far. as usual, when things are finished you go on your separate ways.

told a friend about it, espcially about the part that i wasnt really horned up, just wanted to be risky and playful. he tells me it's the full moon and maybe that was it. personally, i tend to buy some of the esoteric stuff that comes my way. i believe in some cosmic energy that works its way into our system. or maybe its just hormones. what do you think? got any moon madness tales to tell?