54 and on my own.
Of course, now it seems crazy to think that he didn't know that I was sucking his cock. However, at the time, back then, I was not sure. Many nights as he slept, (or I thought he was asleep) the urge and desire was just too much. I would slowly, silently move over to him and gently work down his pajama bottoms to free his beautiful cock. He was always so wonderfully hard and the sensation of him on my lips sent erotic tingles through my whole body. It felt so good, it tasted so amazing. Each time, my desire for and love of sucking cock grew.
Several times I sucked him, quitely in the dark, but each time my nerves or a noise or something always interrupted the encounter. Who knows where they might of lead. Then, one incredible night, I noticed that he seemed to be breathing heavier than usual. Normally, this would of been enough to scare me off, but this time, something told my to keep going. My lust told me to keep going. So gently, his hips began to move and his cock throbbed. Slowly, his hips started to buck, up and down. Slow, soft thrusts, meeting my mouth as I sucked him. All I could think about was how bady I wanted to make him cum. To experience it and to taste what I knew had to be amazing. He still played asleep, I didn't care. His hips gyrated and he inhaled sharpely as he gave me his cumshot. Warm, wonderful sperm flowed into my mouth. It was the biggest turn on. It was just incredible.
Years later, in high school, another friend let me explore something I had been craving. He would be only my second, but he taught me so much. We had spent several erotic afternoons sucking each other's cocks before I gathered up the nerve to ask. It was a simply thing really, but it seemed so huge. It seemed so sissy and submissive. I know it sounds silly now, but it just wasn't a side that teen boys were supposed to have. I had built it up to into his enormous thing in my head. I wanted it so much. I wanted to experience this side and where it might lead. Alone in his room, I asked if he would get on top of me. He didn't understand, so shyly, I asked if he would sit on my chest. I asked him if he would cum on my face. Although, I wasn't ready for anal sex just yet. I wanted to feel girly and dominated. It just seemed so forbidden. The thrill of feeling like I was pinned down. The thrill of seeing his cock spurt and feeling it cover me with warm cum. He stroked his cock just inches from my face. His hanging, heavy balls looked so full and inviting. I craned my neck and licked and sucked on them, making us both moan in pleasure. I think he started to understand my need. He leaned forward so I could lick the underside of his sack and felt them tighten up on my tongue. Then, he moved a litlle more and lowered his asshole to my mouth. My cock dripped precum. I was so turned on! I licked him, submissive and subdued.
He soon leaned back and came. Like a dream, warm, white ropes erupted from his cock's tip and landed across my face and open mouth. It looked so sensual, even beautiful. As the last of his cum oozed out, he offered his cock to me. Holding his erection down, I licked the cum off of him and moaned softly. It was everything I had hoped for. It was just incredible. I just wanted to thank him. I wanted to please him. I just wanted him to use me. We were both so turned on that afternoon. After a few minutes, he was hard again and as his cum dripped from my face, I rolled onto my stomach for him and he pounded into me. He wonderfully used my tight, virgin hole, leaving me so sore but also so very spent and satisfied. I just loved it.
Flash forward about 40 years, and those long lost desires were back at the surface. I guess they never really left me, but my priorities had moved to family and a career. On my own again, my thoughts turned to those amazing encounters from my youth. There had been one drunken night spent with a stranger, since then, but I felt so guilty afterwards. That night, I was just so desperate for it...
I guess I was kind of flattered by the attention. He was fit, he was handsome and so much younger than me. His flirty talk, I should of stopped him, but I didn't. I could feel that lust begin to burn. "You know," he said, "I am incredibly hung." I laughed and tried to play off my peeked interest and arousal, but it did not last long. Soon, we were upstairs in his room and he turned to face me. "Have you ever kissed a guy?" I told him that I hadn't. But in my head I knew that I certainly was not opposed to it! He kind of pused his lips and moved closer. I was already breathing hard, so turned on. He put his hands on my chest, feeling and rubbing my nipples throught the material. I couldn't wait, I wanted it so much. His lips on mine, our mouths opened and tongues intertwined. We made out like teenagers and it thrilled me, made me dizzy and made me as hard as rock! Slowly at first, but building into a frenzy. We kissed and groped each other. I felt his wonderfully thick dick through his pants. He had not lied, he felt big and lust worthy. It was an amazing feeling to feel myself become overwhelmed and to give into my desire. It was also amazing to say it again, "I want to suck your cock." I slid down to my knees and undid his belt. That thick dick so close made my own cock throb with excitement. Oh yes, I thought and sighed seeing him. His cock had the most gorgeous and well defined head. I moaned the second it touched my lips. Feeling it's weight on my face, pushing it to the side and licking and sucking his balls. I felt him grow and get bigger and firmer in my mouth. It's just the most erotic feeling.
At his guidance, I stood and undressed as he did, too. I dove my mouth back onto his as we moved to the bed. I knew what I wanted so badly. I quickly layed on my back and this time, guided him on top of me. I felt his ass with my hands as we kissed and grinded our cock's together. I wanted it so bad. Pulling his waist, I guided him onto my chest. He knew what to do next! Oh yes, he knew what I needed! Those shaved smooth balls! He dragged them across my face and into my waiting mouth. My precum flowed. I moaned for it and licked and sucked him. He took charge and slapped his girthy dick on my face and open mouth before pushing it against the back of my throat. I strained and gagged. It was just incredible. "Yes, suck that dick!" His words made me want his cum so badly. They just made me want to be his cock starved sissy, so badly. He reached back and felt me. I think he sighed when he felt my precum soaked erection. He pulled away and turned onto his side. He sucked my sensitive cock and I sucked lovingly on his bulbous cock's head.
I told him I was going to cum. He rolled on top of me. His massive cock and balls right in front of my face, his asshole right in front of my eyes, and sucked me to an Earth shattering orgasm. I kissed and licked every inch of him in appreciation and whispered, "I want your cum." As he sat up, and layed down back down on his stomach. His firm ass looked so sexy, his thick dick and big balls layed out on the bed behind him. I wanted to please him, but this was as much for me as for him. I licked his asshole and up and down his manhood. Still, he knew what I craved and straddled my chest once more. "Yes," I called out, "Let me see you cum!" As he stroked himself, I moaned, "Give me your cum!" Feeling him shot his load on my took my breath away. The smell, the taste, I sucked his tip and licked the cum up as it flowed out.
We spent on the whole night naked and in bed, expolring and taking turns on each other.
The memories of those earlier encounters raced through my mind. Now, so much older, but on my own for the first time in 40 years, what would I do first?
Several times I sucked him, quitely in the dark, but each time my nerves or a noise or something always interrupted the encounter. Who knows where they might of lead. Then, one incredible night, I noticed that he seemed to be breathing heavier than usual. Normally, this would of been enough to scare me off, but this time, something told my to keep going. My lust told me to keep going. So gently, his hips began to move and his cock throbbed. Slowly, his hips started to buck, up and down. Slow, soft thrusts, meeting my mouth as I sucked him. All I could think about was how bady I wanted to make him cum. To experience it and to taste what I knew had to be amazing. He still played asleep, I didn't care. His hips gyrated and he inhaled sharpely as he gave me his cumshot. Warm, wonderful sperm flowed into my mouth. It was the biggest turn on. It was just incredible.
Years later, in high school, another friend let me explore something I had been craving. He would be only my second, but he taught me so much. We had spent several erotic afternoons sucking each other's cocks before I gathered up the nerve to ask. It was a simply thing really, but it seemed so huge. It seemed so sissy and submissive. I know it sounds silly now, but it just wasn't a side that teen boys were supposed to have. I had built it up to into his enormous thing in my head. I wanted it so much. I wanted to experience this side and where it might lead. Alone in his room, I asked if he would get on top of me. He didn't understand, so shyly, I asked if he would sit on my chest. I asked him if he would cum on my face. Although, I wasn't ready for anal sex just yet. I wanted to feel girly and dominated. It just seemed so forbidden. The thrill of feeling like I was pinned down. The thrill of seeing his cock spurt and feeling it cover me with warm cum. He stroked his cock just inches from my face. His hanging, heavy balls looked so full and inviting. I craned my neck and licked and sucked on them, making us both moan in pleasure. I think he started to understand my need. He leaned forward so I could lick the underside of his sack and felt them tighten up on my tongue. Then, he moved a litlle more and lowered his asshole to my mouth. My cock dripped precum. I was so turned on! I licked him, submissive and subdued.
He soon leaned back and came. Like a dream, warm, white ropes erupted from his cock's tip and landed across my face and open mouth. It looked so sensual, even beautiful. As the last of his cum oozed out, he offered his cock to me. Holding his erection down, I licked the cum off of him and moaned softly. It was everything I had hoped for. It was just incredible. I just wanted to thank him. I wanted to please him. I just wanted him to use me. We were both so turned on that afternoon. After a few minutes, he was hard again and as his cum dripped from my face, I rolled onto my stomach for him and he pounded into me. He wonderfully used my tight, virgin hole, leaving me so sore but also so very spent and satisfied. I just loved it.
Flash forward about 40 years, and those long lost desires were back at the surface. I guess they never really left me, but my priorities had moved to family and a career. On my own again, my thoughts turned to those amazing encounters from my youth. There had been one drunken night spent with a stranger, since then, but I felt so guilty afterwards. That night, I was just so desperate for it...
I guess I was kind of flattered by the attention. He was fit, he was handsome and so much younger than me. His flirty talk, I should of stopped him, but I didn't. I could feel that lust begin to burn. "You know," he said, "I am incredibly hung." I laughed and tried to play off my peeked interest and arousal, but it did not last long. Soon, we were upstairs in his room and he turned to face me. "Have you ever kissed a guy?" I told him that I hadn't. But in my head I knew that I certainly was not opposed to it! He kind of pused his lips and moved closer. I was already breathing hard, so turned on. He put his hands on my chest, feeling and rubbing my nipples throught the material. I couldn't wait, I wanted it so much. His lips on mine, our mouths opened and tongues intertwined. We made out like teenagers and it thrilled me, made me dizzy and made me as hard as rock! Slowly at first, but building into a frenzy. We kissed and groped each other. I felt his wonderfully thick dick through his pants. He had not lied, he felt big and lust worthy. It was an amazing feeling to feel myself become overwhelmed and to give into my desire. It was also amazing to say it again, "I want to suck your cock." I slid down to my knees and undid his belt. That thick dick so close made my own cock throb with excitement. Oh yes, I thought and sighed seeing him. His cock had the most gorgeous and well defined head. I moaned the second it touched my lips. Feeling it's weight on my face, pushing it to the side and licking and sucking his balls. I felt him grow and get bigger and firmer in my mouth. It's just the most erotic feeling.
At his guidance, I stood and undressed as he did, too. I dove my mouth back onto his as we moved to the bed. I knew what I wanted so badly. I quickly layed on my back and this time, guided him on top of me. I felt his ass with my hands as we kissed and grinded our cock's together. I wanted it so bad. Pulling his waist, I guided him onto my chest. He knew what to do next! Oh yes, he knew what I needed! Those shaved smooth balls! He dragged them across my face and into my waiting mouth. My precum flowed. I moaned for it and licked and sucked him. He took charge and slapped his girthy dick on my face and open mouth before pushing it against the back of my throat. I strained and gagged. It was just incredible. "Yes, suck that dick!" His words made me want his cum so badly. They just made me want to be his cock starved sissy, so badly. He reached back and felt me. I think he sighed when he felt my precum soaked erection. He pulled away and turned onto his side. He sucked my sensitive cock and I sucked lovingly on his bulbous cock's head.
I told him I was going to cum. He rolled on top of me. His massive cock and balls right in front of my face, his asshole right in front of my eyes, and sucked me to an Earth shattering orgasm. I kissed and licked every inch of him in appreciation and whispered, "I want your cum." As he sat up, and layed down back down on his stomach. His firm ass looked so sexy, his thick dick and big balls layed out on the bed behind him. I wanted to please him, but this was as much for me as for him. I licked his asshole and up and down his manhood. Still, he knew what I craved and straddled my chest once more. "Yes," I called out, "Let me see you cum!" As he stroked himself, I moaned, "Give me your cum!" Feeling him shot his load on my took my breath away. The smell, the taste, I sucked his tip and licked the cum up as it flowed out.
We spent on the whole night naked and in bed, expolring and taking turns on each other.
The memories of those earlier encounters raced through my mind. Now, so much older, but on my own for the first time in 40 years, what would I do first?
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