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  • — Gay Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 37

    After watching a porn movie portraying a married woman fucking her cars gear stick in front of her husband, it gave me an idea. I'd wanted to be fucked for some time, but didn't have the want then to kiss, or to be overly intimate with a guy. I'd used my wifes small vibrator a couple of times, so I knew I liked the sensation, but I wanted something bigger and to be honest, different in a very kinky way. Seeing the porn video gave me an idea which I re-enacted in my own way.

    Driving out to a well known spot about half an hours drive from our home, I undressed taking off my work boots, socks, shorts and boxers, but leaving on my t-shirt. Tossing myself off first for a little while, I then got out the lube I'd purchased and greased up my cars gear stick.

    It was now or never, and I believed it to be early enough for there not to be anyone else around. Lifting myself onto it, I slowly sank down and let my weight guide my arsehole over the bulbous gear knob. It was a little painful at the start, but once I got used to it, it began to feel utterly amazing.

    The sensation of pure pleasure grew and grew the more I fucked myself, and the deeper the gear stick went the more I wanted to be fucked. After about maybe five to ten minutes of constant sliding up and down the gear stick, my cock really began to pulsate and I knew I was about to cum. I realized I'd had my eyes closed and just as I opened them I came all over the cars middle instrument panel. The orgasm was so powerful and so overwhelming I screamed out with joy, only to see a guy out of the corner of my left eye, tossing himself off as he watched me.

    As quick as I could I got dressed and was about to drive off. He motioned for me to lower my window, so checking all around me, I did.

    He told me he'd watched for some time and had become engrossed in just how much I was into fucking the gear knob. Telling me he wasn't gay, but saying he'd often had thoughts about fucking a guy and couldn't help get an erection. Adding he just had to wank himself off. It was then I saw the wet patch on the dry dirt below his feet. Saying to him I was ok with him watching, he said "Next time why don't you let me fuck you".

    I knew it was one of those statements men make to sound macho and sexually dominant, but doubted he meant it, or that he'd be around if I did turn up again. Saying I'd be there the next day at the same time, he smiled and walked off.
    I spent the next fifteen minutes cleaning up my car before heading off to my first job of the day.

    The following day I was a little late getting there as my wife wanted dropping off at work, but I was determined to enjoy myself again. Only minutes after arriving and whilst I was removing my boxers, I heard a quiet tap on my side window. It made me jump, but when I looked I saw the man from the day before and he already had his erect dick out.
    Not wanting to give him or myself the chance to chicken out, I lubed myself up, invited him in and knelt up over the back seats. Telling him where the condoms I'd hidden under my seat were, he took no more than a minute to slide one on and then to put his cock head to my arsehole.

    He was going to do it, he was actually going to fuck me and I for the first time, hesitated. Moving away from his dick, he asked me if I was ok, and I very nearly told him it wasn't going to happen. But I knew I wanted it, I knew if I didn't allow this perfect stranger to fuck me (I didn't even know his name) I'd never in future have sex with a guy. Pushing back onto his cock, I told him to fuck me.

    The gear knob felt wonderful, as did my wife's vibrator. But and I genuinely do mean this, his cock was a million times better. Right from his cock piercing my arsehole and driving deep into my body, I felt a nerve shattering, sexual energy that flowed throughout my entire body. His cock felt hard, yet also felt soft and silken too up my rear hole. I wanted him and I wanted him to know that. So as his cock began to fuck me harder, I turned to him and told him to fuck me as hard as he wished.

    You need to have been fucked guys, to understand just how thrilling and perfect it is to have another mans cock
    forcing its way into your arsehole. I was his and it was the best sexual feeling I'd ever had. He fucked me mercilessly and I took with a growing feeling of need and of a rising orgasm. Without warning and without touching myself once, my cock erupted more than I can ever remember in my life. And the orgasm just kept on flowing through me. He grunted and pounded into me a couple more minutes, then I felt him thrust much harder and his cock let go. His hot semen filled the condom deep inside of me and I was truly happy.

    Uncouplin g, we sat there. He'd already tossed the condom (I later picked it up in a tissue to put in a bin). We got dressed and moved into the front of the car and I thanked him for such a great fuck. We chatted and told each other about ourselves and I learned he'd had like myself, sexual yearnings towards men for a while. Pete who's in his late forties finally leaned over and we kissed. It was a brief kiss, but long and meaningful enough for me to know he wanted sex with me again. Over the next few weeks whenever we could (Work and home life, both of us) we met up and had sex. It wasn't always Pete fucking me, as I began to suck him off too. But I much preferred it when he did fuck me, and we soon began to suck and fuck outside of the car as the weather picked up.

    Pete and I are now gay lovers. That's the only phrase for it. We both know and understand the other isn't about to leave his wife. But we also know we've become extremely fond of each other. His cock isn't huge and Pete and I aren't the most striking of men. But we both have a wonderful time having amazing sex, in my car, outdoors and sometimes
    when my wife is working her late shifts, I have Pete's six inches down my throat and fucking me in our home.

    #41203 — Comments (1) — Aug 20, 2018 at 7:41 AM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
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    Gay Male / 28

    Today I went to a sporting event and everytime I went to the restroom, it was like a gay fantasy for me. There was no real separation for the urinals and a few stalls.

    I have a thing for older men and they were everywhere. Dicks hanging out of their pants all in plain view. It was so hard not to stare and enjoy the sights.

    All I wanted to do was whip my cock out and start stroking it leading to a hot circle jerk and dixks in my mouth.

    I made extra trips to the restroom just so I had an excuse to catch glimpses on the way in and out and then eyeball the men as they walked out later, acting casual watching the sporting event but secretly checking out these men and wishing I had their cock in my mouth.

    #41194 — Comments (0) — Aug 19, 2018 at 11:28 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
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    Gay Male / 41

    I belong to a small group of men who meet most weekends and dress up in sexy lingerie; stockings, garter belts, panties, chemises and teddies, baby dolls and wigs ,even apply some lipstick and makeup and then have sex. I love pulling their black lacy gstrings down and sucking their cocks. We all give and take anal.

    Numbers vary, guys come and go but there's always a minimum of 4 or 5 of us. We allow some regular looking guys to join us if they're willing to give us a good fucking.

    Lately one of the new guys has been bringing his wife. She's about 45, black hair and glasses and a wide sexy looking mouth. She's not overweight but her body is soft and round, nice big tits and wide hips. She dresses up too, crotchless panties and fishnet stockings.

    I was one of those who were against her coming, I felt it would spoil the mood, but she joined in without holding back or showing any disgust with us or anything like that. She was willing to suck and fuck who ever wanted it and was happy to watch us play with each other, even her husband with me or some other.

    She asked me to fuck her so I did. I've been with women so it was no big deal. I was excited by the fact she been fucked by other men who had creampied her pussy and told her so. She whispered she loved my cock.

    I've fucked her a few times and she's always whispered something to me, how she likes me, how I fuck her real nice, the way I lick her pussy and arse.

    One guy gave her anal and after she said to me I could do it to her any time I wanted, here at the party or in private, whatever I liked. She said her husband wouldn't mind but we won't tell him anyway.

    I'm reading her loud and clear but don't want to get into it too deep, even though she understands about my dressing up and having gay sex. I prefer things the way they were before she came.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Gay Male / 40

    It's not about fucking a guy up the ass that gets me off, I love cock play and cock fucking tremendously. Cock rubbing, docking, feeling our cum drenching each other cocks is what really satisfies me mostly.

    I met a guy recently at a gym, his name is Tom. He is about 10yrs younger than me and he is bisexual. Tom is married with kids, he loves getting off as much as I do, and it doesn't have to mean fucking.

    Our weekly jerk sessions seemed to get a little mundane and Tom wanted to try something a bit different to spice it up. Tom brought box of Magnum condoms, cutting the tip off and making a sheath. We get our cocks nice and hard and slide into each end of the condom.

    Jerking each other until we explode into the condom, our hot milk drenching each other cocks inside the condom. Since we both can shoot a heavy load, it's fucking exciting to see the amount of cum inside the condom between us.

    This became a routine for us and I never got tired of it. Then one night Tom brought over a silicone tube. It was about 6in in length and what a fucking pleasure that was. A bit of lube to get the tube and our cocks nice and slippery, inserting our cocks at each end. Trapped within the tube, our cocks together in the confines of the tube, each of us blasting our hot loads all over our cocks.

    I was at home one evening and I needed a flashlight. As I was using the light I suddenly remembered that I had stashed away in a drawer a fleshlight, I used to fuck quite often to get me off.

    Suddenly I had this idea of Tom and I using the fleshight together. I was actually getting hard at the idea of it. I text Tom later and waited for his response. About an hour later he texted me and said he was going to make an excuse to get out of the house, he wanted to try it out that night.

    When Tom arrived I had already had put the lube inside the opening. I told him to lay at the end of the bed and I would stand between his legs and get his cock hard. I jerked his cock, getting him hard in no time. I worked my cock up and now for the big moment.

    I inserted his hard cock inside the fleshlight and pumped the fleshlight up and down his big cock, he moaned in no time and I was almost jelous seeing him having so much pleasure. Then with a bit of work, I shoved my own raging hard on into the fleshlight too.

    Omg, the fucking pleasure of our cocks inside the fleshlight was off the hook. We took turns working the fleshight up and down our throbbing cocks inside. It didn't take long before I had the urge to cum, and soon I was blasting my hot load of cum inside the fleshlight and all over Tom's hard cock. This sent Tom over the edge and quickly I was feeling his thick warm load of cum all over my cock too.

    Tom and I have been doing the DP on the fleshlight for a while now, we absolutely love fucking that fleshlight with both of our cocks trapped inside together. Last night Tom sent me a picture text of a silicone sex doll. His idea that we can DP the doll in the same manner as the fleshlight.

    I'm so fucking excited about the idea, I cannot wait for the doll to arrive........

    #41177 — Comments (3) — Aug 18, 2018 at 12:06 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 44

    At home last month, I'm absolutely pounding a young seventeen year old neighbor of ours, Sam. He's been taking my cock now for a little over five months and he's a very fast learner. He's also a real live wire slut who adores my thick cock thrusting into his mouth or asshole.
    We're in the basement, it's just after noon and my wife is out shopping. Or that's where she should have been. My cock is on the verge of exploding up his asshole and we both hear "Hey honey, you exercising down there, forgot my money". There's a pause then we both hear her walking down the stairs.
    Sam just about gets to the far end of the basement where there's a pile of houseold things he dives behind. And I sweating from the sex, just about get my shorts on and begin to lift the dumb bells off the floor. My wife pops her head round the bottom post and tells me, she's going to be a little late as she's going out with Michelle (She loves shopping for hours). I tell her to take extra money from my wallet, which is in the kitchen.
    A minute or so later listening to her car start up, Sam kneels back in front of me ready to take my cock again, and says "Didn't she notice that thing then". Only then did I notice I hadn't put my shorts on at all, but slid my boxers on and my still erect cock is poking right out of the front hole where the buttons are.
    We both laughed, but then looking at his gorgeous young ass, I slid my cock back up his tight hole and fucked him leaving my boxers on. It was a really hard fast fuck after that, and one I will never ever forget.
    Oh yeh, my wife bought lots of clothing and shoes, and even bought me some new boxers. Her comment was, "You don't half get worked up exercising honey".

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 20

    Five to six times a month, depending on his pilots flight schedule and stop over plans, I visit a hotel close to the airport and fuck the shit out of a fifty two year old married father of two.
    We first met at a food establishment I once worked at, and he was soon hitting on me. I hadn't had sex with a guy before then, but we got along great and he was and is a real nice nice guy to talk to (And fuck).
    As soon as he found out I'm well packed when it comes to cock size, he offered to let me stay over with him and buy me some new clothing.

    He's a real kinky guy when it comes to me fucking him, and he never fails to have my cock rock hard and straining these days to be up his eager asshole. He tells me he never fucks his wife anymore, and she kind of knows and accepts he's now bisexual and passive.
    This past couple of months I've even taken flights with him, and stopped over in the same hotel as his colleagues. He really looks after me when were together, buying me presents and giving me money to look good for him. But it's when we're naked kissing, sucking and fucking, I love it the most.

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 19

    Sucked off a taxi driver down a country lane because I didn't have enough money for my fare. He gave me two choices. Suck him off, or take a beating and be left in the middle of no where in the pouring rain.
    Sucking on his dick wasn't as I expected it to be, as gross as I thought it would be. In fact I found after a short while of getting used to his fat cock in my mouth, I enjoyed giving him oral pleasure. So much so, I tossed myself off at the same time and even swallowed some of his cum, letting the rest flow over my face and neck.
    He dropped me off and told me, anytime I wanted a taxi from then on to ring him and he'd take me where I needed to go, within reason. That was as long as I sucked his dick. I've now been sucking on his cock for nearly two years and no one knows about it. With my family and friends all thinking I'm totally straight.
    His cock isn't the only taxi drivers cock I'm now sucking either, because when he's not working I give head to another younger driver who's cock is much longer but not as thick. He's been asking me of late, if i'd let him fuck me, and I'm seriously thinking about it.
    I swear I've not had to walk or take a bus anywhere for ages, and if I give up my arsehole, I doubt I will for years to come.

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    Lesbian Female / 33

    From my experience, talking to many girls, things start to happen when you are in your early teens. Certainly that is when I started. We had a sleepover in the eighth grade. Some of the girls slept on sleeping bags in the den, but I slept in the bed with the girl that owned the house. Pushing and kidding around she shoved her hands down my pants and started to feel me up. She had me on my back and her whole body was on top of me and she was feeling me up, pushing her fingers around until she found my vagina and she slipped a finger in and fingered me. During the fingering she kissed me all over my face, my mouth, my chest, she wanted to get fingered real bad and we didn't relax until she was fingered and I was fingered. We laid back to go to sleep with her head on my chest and her hand between my legs.

    In the morning we woke up in a spoon. We went into the bathroom together and we peed, first her and then me. While she sat on the toilet she rubbed my pussy pulled me to her and kissed me. After we brushed our teeth she said we should kiss and we held each other and kissed in the bathroom. We touched our boobs, touched our pussies some more and then broke it off because we had to go join the other girls for breakfast.

    We became tight, we hung out together and we had sex together. We got over our inhibitions and we ate pussy, fingered, kissed and made out. I loved sucking on her boobs, caressing her boobs and grabbing them hard. One afternoon when she had to pee she took me into the bathroom with her and when she started to pee she told me to put my hand down and let her pee on my hand. Her pee was hot and I held my hand between her legs the entire time. When she was done she told me to lick my hand. She did the same with me, holding her hand tight up against my pussy and the pee running all over the place between her fingers. She loved to have her hand up against my pussy, she kept her hand in my pants and she fingered me a lot.

    But when we got real horny, we ate pussy.

    The ninth and tenth grade we hung out. In the eleventh she got infatuated with this girl who played on the softball team. We plotted and plotted how to get her off from her friends. We weren't jocks at all, if anything we were dweeb girls who got good grades. One afternoon I noticed that she had a sticker of Baptist church on her mom's car. I went up to her and asked her if she only hung out with girls from her church, or if she was willing to hang out with Catholic girls. We didn't bite, but my friend and I liked her a lot and wanted her to hand out with us. I called my girlfriend over and we introduced ourselves, told her we liked watching her play we wanted her to be our friend.

    We kissed in front of her and asked her if that was a problem. My girlfriend put her hand between my legs and asked her she wanted to feel. We were looking for a girlfriend who wanted a girlfriend. Through those few minutes she stayed totally quiet, my girlfriend stood up to her and put her hand on her pussy and told her we wanted a girlfriend. We were in a corner talking to her and asked her if she wanted to be our girlfriend. We were serious, we had been girlfriends since the eighth grade but we like her and wanted her to be our girlfriend too. That she was queer we figured out, but she was scared too. We kissed her gently and told her that we didn't bite, all we wanted was a girlfriend. We wanted her to be our girlfriend, that's all.

    We got her to agree to go to the movies with us, at the movies we held her hand. During the dark scene I kissed her. I put her hand in my lap. We told her queer girls didn't date like straight kids. We were girlfriends and we wanted her to be our girlfriend. After the movies we needed to find a place where we could make out and get serious. She suggested that we go to her lake house. She knew where the key was and we ate pussy, God her pussy was so fresh, her tits were so fresh, her mouth was so fresh, we tore the bed apart, we gave her pussy, she was so hesitant, reminded me of my first time, its not until you really taste pussy that you get a hunger for pussy.

    After we were done we made the bed and we had her pee in front of us, we touched her pee and tasted it, we kissed her on the toilet. We cleaned up the bathroom and we closed up the house and left and dropped her off. We were convinced that she wasn't going to go out with us again. But we were wrong, she wanted to be our girlfriend and her lake house let us get together and really have sex with her. We kept her as a girlfriend until we graduated. By then she was totally out of her shell, she knew what her pussy was for and she knew how to use her tits. She was going to be fine, she found a tenth grader as a girlfriend.

    We have stayed together, way up into our early thirties. The flame burned out, we found ourselves in these long never ending kissing sessions, sleeping together but the spark was gone. We grew into sisters, and who wants to eat her sisters pussy? I need a girlfriend. It is just that when the day is over all I want to do is go home to my sister and let her pamper me and watch her move around. I can sit on the couch and watch her clean up, prepare dinner, fold the clothes. I love kissing her, even if she is my sister now. And I don't think I could sleep with someone else.

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 51

    Forty six years ago I walked into another young guys bedroom, had him first suck on my large dick for some considerable time, then getting him to kneel up on his bed after us both stripping naked, I fucked him bareback ending both of our virginity's.
    We fucked for over twenty minutes ending up with his ankles on my shoulders as I buried my length deep inside his arsehole. He'd cum by then, spurting his semen all over me as he'd rode my cock minutes earlier. He smiled at me as I built up to my own orgasm and told me to cum up his fuck hole. So I did.
    Every day it seemed after that during our school summer holidays, I fucked Michael and we soon became inseparable young fifteen year old lovers. Unfortunately his father lost his job only weeks into our last school year together and his family moved. Although I did see him at school, it was never the same and we seldom found time to have sex after that.
    Roll on twenty two years later. I'm in a pub with a straight biker mate and a young guy walks in looking to kick the shit out of someone, anyone who's knocked his motor cycle over. Being a biker myself, I walk outside and see his motorcycle on it's side and scratched. Knowing lots of people in the motor cycle game, I arranged for Andy to get it sorted for next to nothing, and had some extra work done for him, for free. After picking it up, he contacts me and we arrange to meet at a well known pub up in the Derbyshire national park close to my home.
    It's obvious to me, Andy's not only interested in meeting me to say thank you for the work done on his motor cycle. And within minutes were riding off to a place I've fucked many a guys arsehole. He's such a cute looking guy, I get so horny when he's sucking on my dick, I cum all too quickly. But Andy just carries on sucking on my dick after swallowing my load. Fully hard again, we strip almost naked, then I get him to lean face down over a large flat rock I've enjoyed over the years, and thrust my cock up his beautiful backside. Having cum already, I was able to fuck him over and over again and then have Andy mount me as I lay on top of the rock. He came not long after tossing himself off as I fucked him, spurting his cum all over my chest. And seconds later I came for a second time, filling his hole with my watery cum.
    The eighteen year old and I meet up several times after that. Each time with him wanting my eight and half inches buried deep up his behind. We usually fucked outdoors at places I knew, but sometimes he'd take me to place he said he used to fish with his father.
    Five weeks back, I'm meeting a young "friend" I'd met online at a cafe who doesn't turn up, when I get a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I came face to face with Michael after not seeing him for nearly forty four years. It was he who recognized me and we embrace after he told me "Hey it's Michael". With him, is a young guy I think I recognize who looks a bit nervous. Michael and I part and he introduces me to Ryan his grandson. Sitting down with them both, I learn he's in the area to visit his son and grandson, but wanted to show his grandson where he grew up and the places he used to hang around.
    There's an undeniable chemistry still between us, yet I also sense somethings a little amiss with Ryan. No sooner had Michael gotten up to go to the loo, a little later after us chatting, Ryan puts his hand onto my lap and tells me he's the young man I should have met, but he couldn't come alone as his granddad turned up unannounced. Ryan looks different to the pictures on his gay profile page, and tells me he's had his cut short.
    When Michael gets back, we chat some more and Ryan puts a piece of paper in my hand under the table. We'd only contacted each other via the internet before, but Ryan's given me his mobile number, which I immediately text "Hi" to. Now I'm left with knowing, I'm with the grandson of the man I used to fuck in my school days, and he's gagging for me to have sex with him.
    We go our separate ways with Michael promising to keep in touch, but telling me he's only going to be in the area for so long. No more than half an hour later with me arriving back home, I get a text message from Ryan asking me to please meet him back at the cafe an hour from then. I do so and listen to the young man almost beg me to stuff my cock down his throat. He knows I know his granddad, but he has no clue to what we were in our youth. If he did then maybe twenty minutes later when I fucked his mouth in my car, he might have thought differently about sucking me off.
    If you're wondering if I had a pang of guilt about sticking my cock into his young mouth, you'd be wrong. Ryan is nineteen and old enough to know if he wants cock, pussy or both. Ryan and I have met more than a few times now, each time I've fucked his face and each time he jacks off his little cock and swallows my cum.
    I did meet up with Michael again once, but nothing happened sexually between us. Not because I didn't want to fuck him again, because I would have, but because of something else that happened.
    Dropping Ryan off a fortnight ago, he leapt off of my motor cycle after we'd been sucking one another off in the woodlands close to the hills near to me. I was going to fuck him that day, something we'd arranged to do, but I'd forgotten the condoms. The reason he leapt off my bike, was he'd seen his father walking along the street close to their home, with his girlfriend and didn't want them to see us together. And I'm so glad he did so.
    Ryan's father just so happens to be a biker himself. And he's someone who enjoyed fishing with his father. He also liked having an older man fuck him over a flat rock and was as I remember a fantastic energetic fuck.
    I'm not stupid, and I'm not going to let any of them know what, who and when, trust me. Ryan's dad was what it was, when it all briefly happened. And so was Andy's dad too when I was a kid myself. As for that young horny little bastard Ryan that contacted me last week, I am going to fuck him soon. And I'm going to enjoy his gorgeous looking and feeling arsehole as much as I can.

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 53

    I retired last year, or better said the company chose to package me out so I am retired whether I want to be or not. I got around to doing lots of chores around the house, small stuff that had been put off, getting the plumber to come in and change out some of the faucets, getting the sprinkler people to come out and check out the system. Same with the A/C unit. All these things carried out by regular guys.

    It is when I got to my roof that things got more complicated. I knew I had a couple of leaks, one by the chimney and one over the kitchen. Not bad stuff, but when it rained hard I got water spots on the ceiling and my wife wanted that fixed. It got complicated because the guy that came out, Orlando, from the roofing company was really friendly. I showed him inside and he did a walk around to see if there was anything else. Orlando put his hand on my shoulder while he showed me the probable leak near the chimney. He laughed and put his arm around my shoulder comforting me and letting me know he was going to take care of everything. His arm around my shoulder felt good. He whispered to me in Spanish and laughed and he put his hands on my stomach which is way too big telling me he was going to go out and get on the roof.

    I held the ladder for him. He did what he needed to do and when he came to edge to come down he asked me to catch him if he fell. Once on the ground he stood and talked, it was hot and I offered him something to drink so we went inside. In the kitchen we were standing across from each other and he put his hands on my stomach again and repeated what he had said in Spanish. I asked him what that meant and he whispered that it meant I was a handsome man. I told him he wasn't bad looking either. His hands started to run across my stomach while he talked asking me questions interjecting again and again in Spanish that I was handsome.

    Not long enough there in the kitchen he told me he had to go, they kept a tab on his time and he had to report it. He said maybe we could see each other. I told him I was free all day, we could meet for lunch he just had to tell me where. We met at a roadside Mexican place, not a chain restaurant. He told me again that I was handsome, when we got back out to the cars he ran his hands all over my stomach and asked for a hug, man to man. He said maybe we could meet later, in the evening when he was off. He worked late so it would have to be around nine.

    He told me where, a small restaurant bar off the main streets. I had to work things out with my wife and I told her that I was going to go meet an old friend from work and get drink and dinner. In the bar Orlando was happy to see me, a good hug, we stood at the bar and had a drink. We went to a booth and he was direct, he asked if I liked being with him. He got in the booth on my side, our backs were to the restaurant and he asked to let him kiss me. I never had a chance to answer, he kissed me with along kiss and his hand on my dick. He suggested that we go to his place, it was not too far, we could leave my car. We went to a trailer on a large otherwise empty lot.

    Once inside he drew the blinds and said he wanted to hug me again, and we kissed in the small kitchen. He undid my pants and sat on the chair and swallowed my dick. He stood and undid his pants and asked me to suck him, and he wanted to feel me sucking him, no kisses he wanted me to suck down hard on him. His dick was surprisingly thicker than mine, dark skinned, with a big head. After several minutes he invited me back to his room, a small bed, unmade, with clothes on the floor. He showed me his computer and brought up a page of man with a large naked dick, so that I could see that he liked men. We toyed and sucked in 69, we kissed and touched our nipples for a while, he got up and went for a condom and some lubricant jelly. I sucked him while he was standing and got him hard and he put on his condom, I turned and waited for him to lube me up and felt him break in and fuck me. He was big right then, but it felt good. When he finished fucking me and he had pulled out he offered me the condom as a souvenir.

    We cleaned up and had to get dressed and went back for my car. I meet Orlando once or twice a week, I signed up for some classes at the junior college to cover for me meeting up with Orlando. I have never been with a Mexican man before, and certainly never expected a heavy set middle aged man. From time to time when I was working I found time to hook up with an escort service, always a younger guy. I always asked for a top, I am totally a bottom when it comes time to messing around with a man. Orlando has made my retirement much easier, much more fun. I ask him to go bare on me know, I don't like messing with condoms, plus I like to suck him right before he performs his magic on me. I was tired of messing around with all those household chores, but without that I would not have met up with Orlando. I am just having so much fun right now. I have a picture of his dick in my hand and my mouth hidden away in a folder on my computer. In case I get lonely.

    #41144 — Comments (0) — Aug 14, 2018 at 5:29 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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