Certainly, my radar has been wrong before, but for the most part, I have a good sense whether a guy is gonna be in the above average department.
Most recent case in point -- Offered my assistance to a friend of mine who was moving from a small apartment in the west burbs of Chicago, into a house on the southwest side of Chicago. We all showed up to help on a Saturday morning. There were roughly 10 of us total, and this included a few folks I never met before.
I noticed "Marcus" right away. He stood out. He's 6-4 tall and 220-ish. African-American. Played college football at one of Illinois' public universities. Age? mid-20s.
We all made small talk as we got organized for the move. Marcus was chill and professional. And def a huge help with some of the heavier items. We just all wanted to get them move going, but once we got to the new place on the southwest side, we chatted more, etc.
Although it wasn't crazy hot this past summer in Chicago, this day got humid. Marcus decided he'd lose his t-shirt. He still looked like he played ball. Solid chest and visible abs. "damn" i thought. We finally got everything in the house, then we sat out in the backyard to drink water and Gatorades.
I sat down but Marcus came out and stood not too far away. Through his sweats, you could see he was moving around. I thought to myself, "does he even have underwear on?"
That's when my "dark side" took over. Yes, I began to flirt and see if he'd bite. We made the usual small talk. He was very well spoken but I could sense that other side to him too. Jen arrived with some take-out food and we all ate.
As we began to wrap up, I heard Marcus was looking for a ride back to the apartment where we began. His buddy was going the other direction. I offered to drive him. He smiled and took me up on the offer.
I was gonna find out if my radar was right.
Still shirtless, Marcus got in my car, and off we went. Our flirting turned a corner. And I'm pretty sure my eyes communicated the message. "Pull in here," he said, pointing to a Metra parking lot. I did, and parked close enough to some cars just so we wouldn't stand out.
Putting the car in park, I turned toward him and said, "Take it out." I didn't need to say it twice. He pulled down his sweats. He had on boxers, which soon dropped. Yup. Still soft and already impressive length and girth. Moving my seat back, I got into BJ position and gave him A+ head. Didn't even need much more than 5 minutes.
He was a legit two-hander and then some with a fat dick. Loved sucking him off.
After he came, we finished the drive. "Best head I've had in a while." I accepted the compliment. We exchanged numbers but have yet to connect. We shall see.
Any other women or men who claim to have a good "radar." about such things?
Most recent case in point -- Offered my assistance to a friend of mine who was moving from a small apartment in the west burbs of Chicago, into a house on the southwest side of Chicago. We all showed up to help on a Saturday morning. There were roughly 10 of us total, and this included a few folks I never met before.
I noticed "Marcus" right away. He stood out. He's 6-4 tall and 220-ish. African-American. Played college football at one of Illinois' public universities. Age? mid-20s.
We all made small talk as we got organized for the move. Marcus was chill and professional. And def a huge help with some of the heavier items. We just all wanted to get them move going, but once we got to the new place on the southwest side, we chatted more, etc.
Although it wasn't crazy hot this past summer in Chicago, this day got humid. Marcus decided he'd lose his t-shirt. He still looked like he played ball. Solid chest and visible abs. "damn" i thought. We finally got everything in the house, then we sat out in the backyard to drink water and Gatorades.
I sat down but Marcus came out and stood not too far away. Through his sweats, you could see he was moving around. I thought to myself, "does he even have underwear on?"
That's when my "dark side" took over. Yes, I began to flirt and see if he'd bite. We made the usual small talk. He was very well spoken but I could sense that other side to him too. Jen arrived with some take-out food and we all ate.
As we began to wrap up, I heard Marcus was looking for a ride back to the apartment where we began. His buddy was going the other direction. I offered to drive him. He smiled and took me up on the offer.
I was gonna find out if my radar was right.
Still shirtless, Marcus got in my car, and off we went. Our flirting turned a corner. And I'm pretty sure my eyes communicated the message. "Pull in here," he said, pointing to a Metra parking lot. I did, and parked close enough to some cars just so we wouldn't stand out.
Putting the car in park, I turned toward him and said, "Take it out." I didn't need to say it twice. He pulled down his sweats. He had on boxers, which soon dropped. Yup. Still soft and already impressive length and girth. Moving my seat back, I got into BJ position and gave him A+ head. Didn't even need much more than 5 minutes.
He was a legit two-hander and then some with a fat dick. Loved sucking him off.
After he came, we finished the drive. "Best head I've had in a while." I accepted the compliment. We exchanged numbers but have yet to connect. We shall see.
Any other women or men who claim to have a good "radar." about such things?