I wanted to leave this in the comment section of your blog but it was too long. I read your blog because I’ve always had a “thing” for straight men though I’ve never actually been with one.Yesterday I responded to an ad from a guy traveling on business who was looking for a hotel room blow job from someone similar in age (he was 32), white, experienced, masculine, and drama free.He made it very clear he was DISCRETE, which we all know means married (honestly I wish they would just SAY it).We made arrangements and I went to his hotel.I think he was a bit taken back when he saw me because of my age (I’m 23) but he let me in anyway. He didn’t say much or even offer me something to drink (isn’t that common courtesy?) so I wasn’t sure if he was nervous or just lacked personality.Almost as soon as the door closed he said “OK…you ready?” (some line!).He dropped his pants, hiked up his shirt and sat down on a couch.I started to take off my clothes and he stopped me and told me I didn’t need to undress.That confirmed my original “lack of personality” theory.He was handsome in a rugged, almost mean kind of way and had a beautiful hairy body.I dropped to my knees and gave him what he wanted.He never said a word. I asked him if he liked his balls licked and he grunted.I took that as a yes. As I made my way lower he went from the sitting position to the lounging position on the couch which gave me access to his balls.I started moving down further to the taint and he started getting into it, bucking his hips and softly moaning.What the hell I went down to his pucker with my tongue, partly because it was beautiful and partly just to see what he’d do.Moments later I had this big hairy married man moaning with his legs pulled up in the air and his hands holding his knees up and apart.At one point I stopped just to admire the scene and almost cummed in my pants at the sight.I finished him up with a blow job that included him holding my head down while he shot his load in my mouth (back to the lack of personality issue).I had barely swallowed when he got up put his shorts on and said thanks and stared walking to the door to open it. So as much fun as it was (and it WAS!) I don’t think I’ll rush back to married men because of the way he handled it.I hope you have better manners.