Date: Wed, 16 Mar 2011 16:48:34 -0400
From: chester <chester4skin@gmail.com>
Subject: Chester's intergenerational lust: Chapter two

We arrive at the front room of the club and make our way to the bar. The
sleazy doorman is now playing bartender. He has his back to us as he fills
some pint glasses with beer. He has a nice ass for a guy with a bit of a
gut, like the butt of a rugby player past his prime.

As we lean against the worn leather edge of the bar, Antonio throws one arm
around me and pulls his head closer to my ear.

"So, you've had your eye on me then?" he says to me almost like an
interogator.

"Yeah, for the past few days. You're all I can think about," I say
whispering back into his ear.

I turn my head so that his face is right in mine. He kisses me and lets his
tongue linger over my lips for a few seconds.

His arm tightens around me. He draws me next to him so we are moist sweaty
skin against moist sweaty skin. He nibbles on my ear. I feel his moustache
tickle it. His big hand slips down and squeezes and massages my
asscheeks. The span of his palm is so wide, I can feel him finger my
bumhole with his middle digit, while the rest of his hand kneads my
assflesh. I am putty in this older man's hands.

"Beer's ready," says Mickey from behind us.

Antonio loosens himself from me slightly and reaches for the pint glass in
front of him. I take such pleasure watching him grab the glass with a thick
and hairy fist. He downs several gulps before saying, "Fuck, I was
parched."

Mickey finishes half of his beer in a few gulps and belches.

"Porco!" Antonio says to him.

"Indeed, I'm a pig...and proud of it," says Mickey as he winks at me, rubs
his stout hairy belly, then burps louder yet again in my direction.

I'm not sure what to make of Mickey. He pales next to Antonio, yet there's
something sexy about him, in a brutish sort of way.  He looks a bit like
one of those slobs you see in television sitcoms, yet he's somewhat sexy
because of it. Plus he has that twinkle in his eyes like he's just told a
dirty joke.

"I think young Chester's a bit of a pig too. He seemed to like drinking
grampa Antonio's cockjuice. Didn't ya, boy?" he says laughing at my
expense.

Fuck, he's forward. Now I'm blushing. He's right though, I'm turning into a
real pig for Antonio. Who the fuck am I?

"Ha ha...he's blushing. Well, isn't that cute? We have ourselves a shy one
here," Mickey says.

"Not too shy to follow an old man all the way into the city to a sex club
where he seduces him," says Antonio massaging my ass again like he's
kneading a loaf of bread with his big hairy hands. The rough manhandling is
making me melt like butter. I feel so horned up.

Rob the bartender comes over to us and leans on the bar.

"So Chester, you certainly wasted no time in finding some friends here. And
what friends you've made! These are two of the sleaziest fucking daddies
around. Hope you know what you're in for, dude" Rob says to me as he
reaches over the counter and rubs my nipples with his hands. Antonio stops
massaging my ass and a second later I can feel his face plunging into my
ass.

I close my eyes and bite my lips. Fuck, this is heaven. Antonio has both
hands spreading my ass wide so that his tongue can lick my hole deep.

"Fuckin sweet hole," I hear him say through his sloppy rimming of my butt.

I had rubbed some honey on my asshole before I left home. I'm always afraid
my butt will taste weird to other guys.

"Rob, you're the dirtiest old man I know!" says Mickey laughing.

Rob's eyes are fixed on me. He's licking his lips as he manipulates my
nipples.

"They call him Whitebeard around here," Rob says tilting his head toward
Mickey.

"Who?" I say, barely able to talk through the pleasure of the deep ass
eating and nipple rubbing that I'm receiving.

"Mickey," says Rob. "Mickey's beard is brown, but at the end of any given
night here, it's white with loads and loads of cum."

Mickey laughs loudly. "Fucking right! Love me some mancream on my beard."

I look at Mickey. His beard is cropped short but is full.  I can see some
dried cum on the left side. He comes closer and brings his face and beard
next to mine.

"Love the smell of cum on my beard, Chester. So yeah, guilty as charged!"
he says as he reaches down to my cock and plays with it.

"So you like dirty old men, Chester?" says Rob tauntingly.

I blush again and look down. It really feels too good to talk- my cock is
buzzing, my ass is loving Antonio's tongue and stache, and my nips are
sending sparks to my prostate and flooding my mind with horniness.

"Yeah, you're a dirty lad Chester and you like your daddies, don't ya?" he
growls.

Mickey is nibbling on my ear while stroking my cock. I can smell the beer
on his breath, the aroma of sex and cockjuice on his beard, and his strong
stench of sweat. These smells are really breaking down the last of my
defences.

I push Mickey off, lift up his arm, and shove my face into his armpit. His
pit hairs taste so sweet, but it's strong and it fills my mouth and lungs.

I lift my head up for a second, but the sight of his black and wet hairs is
too much to resist. I stick my head right back into his armpit.

"Yeah, you little daddy fucker. Lick out my fuckin pits" Mickey says.

"Eat them stinky manpits, Chester" I hear Rob say.

I feel Antonio slide up along my back now. He says something I can't make
out, but soon has his face inside my other armpit.

It feels exquisite. It tickles, so I start laughing into Mickey's pit.

Mickey backs off, lifts up my free arm, and bends down to start licking my
other armpit.

I'm half-laughing, half-moaning: this is the most sensual feeling my body
has ever experienced. I have Mickey's pit aroma and taste in my mouth, I
have two men sucking on my pit hairs: I feel like I'm living the sex life
of a stranger. I've become someone else.

Rob the bartender's enjoying this scene. His eyes are fixated on me with my
two arms lifted high with a grampa and a big hairy bear eating my
armpits. He is standing back, pulling the chains between his nipples, and
jacking his cock inside his jockstrap while he looks at us. He licks and
bites his lip and shakes his head growling `fuckin daddy fucker' over and
over.

I fuckin love that I've turned these guys on. I moan loudly and I know that
pushes them further and further. I gasp as both Antonio and Mickey have
found their way to my asshole with their free hands. Their fingers are
battling for stabbing and prodding rights of my asshole.

Moaning and cursing like a slut speaking in tongues in a gangbang porno, I
feel like I could cum at any moment and from every pore in my body.

Rob approaches closer to us. He takes a swig of beer from one of the pint
glasses next to me. He spits it on me and Antonio. What the fuck is this?
Antonio lifts his head and coughs for a second. He catches his breath then
starts kissing me.

Rob spits beer on both of us again and again. I was drenched in sweat
before, now I'm dripping beer.

Antonio is panting and growling. I catch that menacing look in his eyes and
I know he is lost in his lust.  He stands back, takes a gulp from his beer
on the counter. I open my mouth. He knows what I want: He kisses me and
feeds me the beer from his mouth.

Mickey drops my arm and pulls his fingers out of my bumhole. He must have
liked what he saw, because he too started swigging beer and spitting it on
Antonio and me.

Antonio tongues me deeply. He has his hand on my cock and I know I need to
squirt. I grab his head and say, "I'm going to cum". Antonio drops to the
floor and jacks my dick into his mouth.

Mickey flicks my nipples. "Cum you little grampa whore...give gramps your
mancream...give Antonio your white juice Chester!" his sleazy encouragement
is all I need before I start spewing my load into Antonio's mouth.

I hear Antonio make guttural noises from his throat. He sounds like a pig
devouring a meal.

"Good man, Chester" Mickey says.

He takes the rest of the beer in his glass, and dumps it over my head.  Rob
does the same. The wet frothy brew from their glasses slides down my
body. Antonio is quick to lick it up.

Man, this is too much. I collapse against the bar, panting. My body feels
at once drained and exquisitely stimulated.

But a few moments later, a rush of shame and guilt washes over me. I hide
my face in my arms against the bar padding. Part of me feels so
fulfilled. Another part feels disgusted. What the hell...I enjoyed
that...why should I feel guilty?

A warm hand is on my shoulders.

"You all right, Chester?" asks Antonio.

"Yeah," I say without looking at him.

"You sure, buddy?" says Rob.

I stand up and smile at Antonio.

"No, that was...wow...I'm speechless," I say chewing my words.

Rob throws me a towel. Antonio picks it up and wipes me dry.

"Why don't you sit down for a minute? I'll bring some fresh beers over,"
says Rob. His voice now sounds like that of a pleasant person you'd meet on
the street.

Antonio puts his arm on my shoulder and leads me to an area left of the bar
with worn out lounge chairs, a few coffee tables, and a beaten up sofa.

He sits on the sofa first, pulls me down to him, and has me turn me around
so that my back is against his chest.

He kisses me on the ear. Damn, this feels fine. His strong hands are
cradling me and massaging my arms.

It smells like beer and sweat, but I remember that must be us.

"I really enjoyed that, Chester. I'm glad you followed me here tonight. Are
you glad you came?" he asks me sincerely.

"Yeah...I guess," I say. "I'm sorry, I really enjoyed it. I'm just
suffering from some Catholic guilt. I haven't felt this way in a
while. Like when I was a kid and I would jerk off, I always felt really
guilty afterward. I sort of feel that now...guiltly, ashamed,
and...well..."

"Confused?" Antonio asks.

"Yeah, confused. I've never been to a place like this before. I never had
sex with a man older than me before. It feels liberating. And strange,"
Antonio strokes my head as I talk.

"Chester, I know what you mean. Believe it or not, I understand," he says
slowly. "I am from a religious background too and I know the burden you can
feel when you express yourself freely."

"You do?" I ask feeling somewhat relieved.

"I almost became a priest," he said as he chuckles.

"Wow. Then you know how it feels," I say.

"Sure. But maybe you are feeling weird now because you have had sex for the
first time with men who are older, and let's be honest, who are much less
attractive than you. Do you feel weird about that?" he asks.

I'm silent, but he doesn't rush me. After several long seconds I say.

"I guess I do feel weird about it. But I don't know what part of it I feel
weird about," I say. "I mean, I've been lusting after you for days and that
feels great...new and strange..but great."

"But it's unusual for men with almost 40 years between them to be close
sexually. To most people that looks weird, if not downright wrong and
disgusting," he says.

"Well, maybe that's what I have going on in the back of my head. It's new
territory. You know? It almost feels like I'm a deviant when it feels so
normal and good to be close to you and to want to be so intimate with you,"
I say.

"And Mickey too...and Rob," he says with no hint of jealousy or judgement.

"Yes, but I came here for you. But I suppose I got caught up in the
action," I say shyly.

"Chester, we have a special feeling together, but don't worry about your
attraction to other men," Antonio says.

I get up and lay back down on top of Antonio so that we are face to face.
I feel his hairy body underneath me, and his pubic hair and genitals press
against my stomach.

I lay my head on his chest.

"I like this. I like this moment between us. I like this feeling Antonio,"
I say.

His long arms reach down to my asscheeks. He massages the length of my back
slowly bringing his rough hands up along my spine.

"I like it too, Chester," he says. I feel his cock harden against me as he
says it.

I lift my head and look at him. He looks relaxed. I look closely at his
salt and pepper moustache, at the wrinkles around his mouth.

"How can you say you are less attractive? I think you're hot" I say.

Antonio grins and grabs my asscheeks.

"Thanks, young man," he says.

I bring my head closer to him and we kiss. Antonio's tongue is long and
meaty: it fills out my mouth as it moves inside it. It feels magnificent.

"Hey, lovebirds," I hear Rob say. "Here's some fresh brew."

We break our embrace and look up at Rob who is standing close to us. He
puts our pints on the coffeetable.

He rubs his jockstrap as he looks at us.

"You two make a fine pair. Two fine men," Rob says.

I feel calm yet emboldened with Antonio beneath me and the knowledge of
what we all shared at the bar.

"How old are you, Rob?" I ask.

"None of your fuckin' business, you twerp," Rob says feigning annoyance but
still tugging at his well worn jockstrap.

"Well, you asked my age at the door. It's only polite to answer me," I
tease him.

"That's `cause I'm the owner of this fine establishment. And I let in who I
want, ya got it? Fucking polite my fat ass!" says Rob.

"Rob's a young daddy, Chester: he's only 50. We celebrated his birthday two
months ago. A group of us took him to Amsterdam for a week," Antonio says
as he squeezes my ass.

I'm surprised because I thought Rob was older.

"That's where I got this done." Rob approaches and stands right beside
us. He lifts one side of his jock strap and his large hairy ballsack drops
out. He lifts up his balls and points to a huge piercing between the base
of his cock and the top of his ballsack.

"Doesn't that hurt?" I ask.

"No. It feels great actually. Gives some added stimulation," he says as he
stands right next to us.

Antonio's head and mine are now at eye level with Rob's hairy scrotum.  I
look at Antonio and laugh.  Rob bends his knees so his balls hang just at
our mouths.

Antonio sticks his tongue out and starts licking. At the same time, I feel
his hands kneading my asscheeks again. I lick Antonio's chin then tongue
his mouth and Rob's nuts which Antonio has taken deep. Rob's nuts smell
very musky.

"Get in there, Chester. Help yourself to daddy Rob's nuts," he growls lowly

I get my mouth as close to Antonio's as possible. We lick simultaneously
and come into contact with Rob's upper scrotum piercing a few times.

"Fuck yeah," Rob growls.

 Rob's balls taste sweet. They are very hairy and the hairs are long and
tickle my face.

Rob pulls his balls out and wipes them over my face then over Antonio's and
back and forth. His nutsack has dropped considerably and is very long and
full.

He pops his hard cock out of his jockstrap next.

"Do me a favor men, help get Daddy Rob off. You get me off, and the beer's
on the house. I want to see grampa and grandson sucking my cock and sharing
my juices," Rob says as he tweaks his nipples.

I look Antonio in the eye then open my mouth. Rob's foreskin dangles on my
tongue. Antonio's mouth opens on the shaft of Rob's meaty cock. I engulf
the head and the foreskin. Fuck! A huge glob of precum coats my tongue.

Antonio's mouth comes up to the head of Rob's dick and with mine on the
other side, we both move our lips and tongues back and forth on either side
of it.

"Oh, you cock suckers!" Rob says.

Precum is leaking and leaking from Rob's cockhead. His shaft is getting wet
with our saliva and his own voluminous dick juice. In perfect rhythm,
Antonio and I increase our speed and pressure on Rob's meat. Our heads move
back and forth, back and forth, as precum leaks and Rob moans.

"Fucking slutty grandson and grampa", he says as he puts his hands on our
heads. He bucks quickly between us, fucking the space between my lips and
Antonio's.

"Holy fuck...," Rob moans with mine and Antonio's faces pushed tightly
together.

Rob's hot cum bubbles out of his thick foreskin. Antonio and I stick our
tongues out to catch some, but it spews all around our mouths. I even get
some up my nose, at which point I cough and move my head away so I can
breathe.

Rob takes his dick in his hand, panting and growling, jacking his cock
quickly: intent to get out the last bit of feeling and cumjuice from his
large pierced nuts.

His body shakes and his eyes are closes as he shakes and squeezes his thick
short cock.

Then, he opens his eyes, sighs contentedly and stands up fully with his
hands on his hips.

"Now let me see you kiss, fuckers," Rob says laughing.

I lower my head to Antonio's and we kiss deeply and passionately. Robs cum
bonds our tongue and lips together. Antonio's tongue fills my mouth and
feeds me the sweet mancream we worked together to produce. I melt into
Antonio as we continue to enjoy the best kiss I have ever shared in my
life.


(chapter three cumming soon)