Chicago escort Samuel House
A long time ago, when I was about ten or eleven years old, I used to spent the night over one of my classmates all the time. He and I were the same age. And he had a house full of younger brothers.
I loved going over his house because his family had cable television--which in the 80s--was a big deal for black working class families to have. I saw a lot of movies over their house for the first time, Weird Science (I was in love with Kelly LeBrock), Sixteen Candles (Molly Ringwald was cute), and The Breakfast Club.
But one of the highlights to visiting their home was...
...my chance to watch late night soft porn. Titilating non-penetration titty flicks for an 11 year old in the 80s was like being part of a secret club. Our parents didn't know what we were doing (or so we thought), and the muffled commentary of four black boys ages 7 to 11 in front of large screen soft porn still makes me smile.
But one night in particular burned an image in my mind that I don't think will ever leave. There was a scene in a flick from an Animal House inspired movie, where a woman in a bar grabbed her large breasts and started jiggling her chest and screamed, Who wants them? And the men in the bar would yell. And she repeated, Who wants them? And the men repeated their yells.
And then with every syllable of the following phrase, she shook her chest from side to side while she said, The Ice Cream Man Is Here!
And when she said here she undid her bra, and a set of huge FF (that's double F) sized breasts came bouncing out. All of our mouths dropped. Usually when nudity flashed on the television we would have to SHHH each other in order to keep things quiet. But for five seconds we were completely quiet, before we broke out into, Daaaagggg!
Our minds were blown away.
I've always been blown away by big chests. While I constantly talk about how I love men with big dicks, there is actually one thing that I like a lot more. A man with a big muscular chest, w
ith perfectly, plump, perky, pertruding, parsimonious pecs (think Eartha Kitt purring the p's) is more than enough to arouse me for hours.
So it was no wonder that I lost my mind when I ran into the ICE CREAM MAN last month. The ICE CREAM MAN is a forty something year old short brother with a body out of this world. He is in amazing shape. But the thing that makes me drool is his rock hard hairy chest that looks like someone inflated it with an air pump.
We hooked up late one night when I was looking for a quick fix on the telephone chat line. When I opened the door to let him in, I realized that we knew each other. We had met before, about 4 years earlier.
With few words, we immediately started making out and touching one another with familiarity. I felt like a straight man with a big chested woman. My eyes wouldn't leave his chest. And I swear I must have been drooling. He grabbed my face and held it to his chest and I swear I thought I was going to have an instant orgasm.
The sensuality and passion were so intense that it almost brought a tear to my eye. He told me that he wanted to fuck me, which I was down for. But then he told me the oddest thing, I want to fuck you, but I am not going to be able to cum. I asked, Why not? He said, Because I have to take this load home to my girl.
Huh? I thought to myself. He had a girlfriend. And I thought, Damn. I was so turned on by him that I came when he got on top of me and pressed his chest and body against me.
Sucking on his nipples was like having eye candy in mouth.
When I got cleaned up he told me to call him again, but I told him that I probably wouldn't since he was seeing someone. I won't tell you how close I am was to ignoring his significant other.
I want some more ICE CREAM MAN. Sigh.
Please note that Sam House (the man who is featured in the pictures in this post) is NOT the Ice Cream Man, and has nothing to do with this story. But I would like to suck on his nipples. So Sam, call me on The Sex Line 312-224-8815)

Hey... doesnt this sam house dude look like a younger version of New Orleans' Mayor Ray Nagin? Could you imagine Ray nagin takin pics like that? LOL
Posted by: sunny | Tuesday, 07 February 2006 at 06:29 PM
LOL @ the footnote... Weird science was my shyt too... lol (*jamaican accent* Of course, on the telephone) tee hee
Purple Rain was my all-time favorite forbidden 80's soft porn moment tho... when Appollonia took a dip in the sacred waters of Lake Minatonka... still love that scene.
Posted by: sunny | Tuesday, 07 February 2006 at 06:12 PM
I just wanted to let you know that the "orgasim without ejaculation" that you refered to in your last podcast is not what you think it is. While learning penile anatomy in medical school (Will be a physician in 2 years!!!!) you have the normal route of urine from you bladder and you have your prostate sphicter which connects to your prostate which provides some of the enzymes in your seminal fluid. When you "orgasim" without ejaculating you are closing off your urin sphincter, not allowing the semen (seminal fluid) to enter your urethra. This results in the ejaculate going into your BLADDER and you pee it out later. The term of this is Retrograde Ejaculation and is a common cause of infertility in men. I would not advise people to do this if they ever plan on having children because it can permenatly damage your sphincters. Hope this helps
Posted by: Rob | Saturday, 28 January 2006 at 01:59 PM
I just wanted to let you know that the "orgasim without ejaculation" that you refered to in your last podcast is not what you think it is. While learning penile anatomy in medical school (Will be a physician in 2 years!!!!) you have the normal route of urine from you bladder and you have your prostate sphicter which connects to your prostate which provides some of the enzymes in your seminal fluid. When you "orgasim" without ejaculating you are closing off your urin sphincter, not allowing the semen (seminal fluid) to enter your urethra. This results in the ejaculate going into your BLADDER and you pee it out later. The term of this is Retrograde Ejaculation and is a common cause of infertility in men. I would not advise people to do this if they ever plan on having children because it can permenatly damage your sphincters. Hope this helps
Posted by: Rob | Saturday, 28 January 2006 at 01:58 PM
Great story! And that Samuel House is hot! I've seen other photos of him . . . so fine.
Posted by: James | Friday, 27 January 2006 at 11:10 AM
Man, put your conscience in cornrows and let the Ice Cream Man cumeth! He could learn new techniques with you that improves the homelife with his lady. Shem hotep!
Posted by: Fratman1906 | Thursday, 26 January 2006 at 04:52 PM
Sam has great pubic hair!
As for The Ice Cream Man - why didn't you? It's not your fault he's cheating on his gf. You aren't hurting her - he is. I never ask men I sleep with about such things and if they tell me I always say - What's that got to do with me?? When you're there for The Sex, it's about the sex. Now, if you were Interested in him, that'd be a different story and requires a peace agreement of another kind.
Posted by: Linear Jones | Thursday, 26 January 2006 at 01:45 PM
*sigh*
So much fine, so little money in my pocket...
Posted by: nOva | Thursday, 26 January 2006 at 12:13 PM