Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2011 07:56:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Daniel Blue <danielblue45@yahoo.com>
Subject: Love, Lust And Loneliness

Not for the first time Ralph cursed his rotten luck as he cleaned up the
mess other people had left behind in their offices. A scant six months ago
he had been one of these office types but that was before he had lost his
job and, to add insult to injury, his wife had left him for his boss.


Somehow his life had spiraled out of control after that. He had hit the
bottle and gotten deeper and deeper into debt. His landlord asked him to
leave because he couldn't pay the rent. It was at this point, when he spent
his first night sleeping in his beat up old car that Ralph decided to get
his act together. Here he was at fifty two with no job, no wife, no assets
and no prospects. He knew he needed help and he had to swallow his pride
and ask for it. A charity had found him a hostel to stay in and this job
cleaning offices at night.


It was a form of mental torture, Ralph decided, being back in the very
environment that he had so recently been ejected from but he needed the
money. Before, when he had worked late he had hardly paid any attention to
the cleaner that came by to service his office. He couldn't even remember
if it had been a man or a woman, that's how invisible they were to Ralph.
And that was how he felt now: invisible. Whenever he encountered an office
worker at their desk it was if they just looked straight through him, or he
wasn't there to begin with. The rage he felt gnawed away at him and made
him feel even more stressed out than when he worked in a damn office.


His exit had been so swift. One minute he was on the phone, doing deals and
thinking about the ice cold beer he was going to have when he got home and
the next the boss was telling him that the company was struggling, that
they would have to let him and several others go to try and stay afloat.
The shock had been so great that he could hardly remember collecting his
personal effects and keys and then driving home. But that shock was as
compared to nothing when he got in and found Maria's note to tell him that
she was bailing out of their marriage. A short time later, when he found
out who she had shacked up with, he had hit the bottle with a vengeance.


All that was behind him now and all he wanted was a friendly smile, to be
acknowledged and validated. He too was a person in this world, why couldn't
anyone see that? And that smile, when it came, blew him away. He had walked
into an office and seen someone he had never seen before, a guy in his
early thirties maybe. He had looked up and smiled.

`Hi, I'm Derrick.' the guy behind the desk said.

Ralph had been so flabbergasted at actually being spoken to that he just
stood rooted to the spot for a moment or two.

`I've not seen you before.' Ralph stated the obvious.

`Never had to work late before,' came the reply. `It's this damn recession;
the boss just keeps demanding more and more and whereas in the past
everyone would have told him to get stuffed now when he says jump, everyone
asks `how high?'


Ralph began to see Derrick working late more and more often. He was struck
by how friendly he was and how laid back and calm he was even though he
said he was under pressure. No matter how busy he was he always took the
time to ask how Ralph was doing. Their chat was very general and neither
one knew too much about the other but that suited Ralph just fine. His past
life was a long, long way away and it hurt too much to think about it. And
yet, for all that he wanted the safe guards of easy non-probing
conversation, Ralph was so incredibly lonely that it was hard not to
project some of his yearning for emotional warmth onto this person who had
shown kindness to him.


And then one Friday night Ralph had arrived at Derrick's office later than
usual and had found him still working away at his desk.

`Don't you have a home to go to?' he had teased Derrick.

`Yeah...an empty, lonely place.' came the reply.

Sorry to hear that.' Ralph said.

`You married, Ralph?' Derrick asked.

It was the first time they had strayed out of the comfort zone of football
scores and musical tastes.

`I used to be but my wife left me.' Ralph replied.

`Oh, I am sorry.' Derrick replied.

`Well, that's the way the cookie crumbles.' Ralph started to retreat into
his safety zone but a little voice cried out "Break Out! Break Out!"  `It
was the same day I was made redundant from my job. I got home to find a
note from my wife to tell me that she was leaving me. A short time later I
heard that she had moved in with my ex boss.'

`What time do you get done here?' Derrick suddenly asked.

`Not for another two hours or so.' Ralph told him.

Derrick took a business card out of his desk drawer.

`Here's my address.' he told Derrick. `Why don't you come round when you're
done? I'll get some pizza and beers.'

`Are you sure?' Ralph asked, amazed that he was even questioning the first
invite he had had since his life had gone into meltdown.

`Absolutely. I always stay up late on Friday nights anyway. So come round
and we'll enjoy a few beers.'

`Well, not too many,' Ralph told him `I don't want to be caught drinking
and driving.'

`You can stay over,' Derrick told him `I've got a spare bedroom. I'm gay,
I'm telling you that up front but there's nothing to worry about. I'm not
going to try and seduce you or anything.'

`Oh, am I that ugly?' Ralph asked. He could not believe he had said those
words; it was as if he had no control over his own mouth.


Derrick looked up at Ralph for a second or two, trying to judge his
intentions. He had heard the words but the older man's face was neutral; it
wasn't flirting, it wasn't an invite but neither did it sound like a
request for reassure that he was still an attractive man. Derrick wasn't
sure what to make of it and he felt a little fraudulent because although
Ralph wasn't desperately attractive he was very much Derrick's type and the
idea of seducing Ralph excited him.

`Gosh no, you are far from ugly.' Derrick said. `It's just that I can tell
that you are not interested in that sort of thing.'


`It has been so long since I've had sex that I might very well be
vulnerable, you know...if someone said to me `look, get it out...'Ralph's
voice trailed away.

`Please come round, huh.' Derrick said. `I promise, you can call all the
shots.'

`I'd best be getting on with my work.' Ralph suddenly said and, being aware
that that sounded very cold added `I might see you later.'

`I look forward to it.' Derrick told him.


All the time Ralph worked he mulled over Derrick's words in his mind. They
had gone from zero to sixty miles and hour in about three seconds. One
minute they had been talking about nothing of any consequence and then
suddenly they were talking about sex and hunger and power. `You can call
all the shots' Derrick's words tumbled around in his brain. He felt a
little giddy, unused to having that much power. He knew, despite Derrick's
earlier reassurance that a seduction was not on the cards, that an
encounter was on offer if he wanted it. And why could he not adamantly tell
himself that he did not. Was a man's hunger really that great, he wondered,
that he would switch sides at the slightest hint of the chance of spilling
some seed?


Ralph tortured himself with trying to conform to what was expected of him
as a straight man. Why did it matter what anyone thought of him, he
wondered, when he was invisible to most people. And just when he had
reconciled himself to going round and sticking it to the young man the
guard dog in his brain would ask why he was even contemplating such a
thought. At which point the pendulum would swing again and he could see the
pizza and cold beer in his mind's eye and imagine the pleasant chat and how
good it would feel to bury the bone. Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it! The poor
man was totally undecided.


When his shift finished Derrick jumped in his car and told himself that he
would just drive back to the hostel. But the thought of that austere room
when he could be guzzling beer was not appealing. He flicked the interior
light on and took the card out of his pocket. Not much later he found
himself outside Derrick's house and he wondered if this was how a new
prisoner felt the first time he looked at his cellmates ass and thought
`hmmm...'.


There was no going back now. He cut the engine and with knees that felt
like jelly, and a pounding heart, he made his way up the path to the
tiger's den.

`Oh wow! You came.' Derrick could not hide the excitement he felt.

At first Derrick had felt really bad about their exchange, thinking it
somehow inappropriate but he realized that by thinking that he was only
conforming to other people's expectations. They were both grown men. He had
thrown out a line and Ralph had jumped out of the water and impaled himself
on the hook. They were like sharks, circling each other in the ocean; they
could choose to take a bite or just swim away.


When he got home from the office Derrick had tried to watch television but
all he could watch was the clock. He wasn't hopeful but how fantastic it
would be if Ralph did come round. There was something about his sad eyes,
set in that rugged face, which really tugged at Derrick's heartstrings. How
he would love to please that stocky dad, to hold his large head in his
hands and stroke his bald spot; to kiss those amazingly shapely lips and to
get his hands on that big, juicy ass of his. How much he longed to suck the
big nipples that jutted out of Ralph's fat tits and announced themselves to
the world through the thin fabric of his cotton T-shirts. His hands ached
to roam over that firm beer gut and then down, into what he just knew would
be a tangled jungle of pubes, until it reached a thick, warm cock-club. How
heavenly those fat brown balls would feel roiling around in the palm of his
hand. How divine would be the musky scent clinging to his finger that
probed back beyond Ralph's bull balls and into the deep ditch of his
shapely butt.

And now here he was at his door!


`Come in, come in.' Derrick gushed. `The beers are nice and cold.'

Ralph drained that first beer in just a few seconds.

`Sorry for being such a pig,' he told Derrick `but I've not had a drink in
over three months. Can't afford it.'

`There's plenty more where that one came from.' Derrick told him.


As they sat and ate pizza and drank beer Ralph's apprehension slowly
drained away. He knew he had choice: he could make this beer his last one
and drive back home, he could stay over and make it clear to Derrick that
he wasn't interested in sex or he could go all the way. And as the golden
liquid drained down his throat and all of Derrick's charm and attention was
focused on him Ralph was beginning to think that option three sounded like
the best one.


Pretty soon option one was no longer a possibility because Ralph had drunk
way too many beers to be under the drink drive limit. And as they sat and
chatted it was becoming clear to Ralph that option two was no longer an
option too. They were both now a little tipsy and were losing their
inhibitions as they playfully teased each other. Ralph was lapping up all
the attention that the younger man was giving him; being the object of
someone's desire – so clear to see in Derrick's eyes – was
intoxicated to Ralph's beer fuddled brain, even if that person was of the
wrong sex.


`What hairy arms you have.' Derrick suddenly said.

`Is that a good or bad thing?' Ralph asked.

`A good thing in my book. Yum, yum!' Derrick replied. `Can I stroke them.

Ralph gulped. The moment had arrived. Once this line was crossed there was
no turning back.

`Yeah, sure...I guess; if you really must.'  Ralph tried to cover all bases
and hoped that Derrick would take the decision out of his hands.

Derrick reached out and stroked the palm of his right hand over the silky
soft fur that forested Ralph's left forearm. The older man almost jumped
out of his skin. It was the first time he had been touched in over six
months and the young stud sure knew what he was doing.

`Mmmmhhh that feels good...' Ralph sighed, signaling his full surrender.


In a flash Derrick was kneeling between the older man's thighs and stroking
both sexy arms. As he worked his belly pressed into Ralph's crotch and he
could feel the outline of a cock that was as big and thick as he had
dreamed it would be. This time he had really hit the jackpot. There was
nothing that Derrick loved more than these craggy, burly slightly sad and
lonely dads. He knew just which buttons to push to turn them into raging
stallions with insatiable desires and hungry hearts, taking all the love
and attention that he cared to throw their way. He felt a quickening of his
pulse at the thought of undressing this lovely man and restoring him to
peak of masculine pride. He knew just the place for that thick throbber and
later, when he had got to know Ralph a little better what delight he would
take in breaking in that big, beefy ass.


Derrick pulled Ralph's T-shirt out of his jeans and he slowly slid his
hands under the T-shirt and on to Ralph's tight beer belly where his
fingers teased through the thick fur that covered the top man's warm
skin. Ralph sighed as Derrick's fingers rode up higher and teased his large
nipples. The older man could feel his thick cock twitching in his
underpants. This foreplay was good but he needed the real thing; he had
gone too long without a warm hole to nut off in. He reached down now and
pulled Derrick up over his body so that they were cheek to cheek.

`Let me fuck you.' He whispered in Derrick's ear.


Derrick pulled back and smiled. Those were the magic words, the ones he had
been hoping all night to hear. He got to his feet and took Ralph by the
hand and led him to the bedroom. Derrick quickly stripped out of his
clothes while the older man watched him with a look that was hard to
interpret. Soon he stood there in all his naked glory, showing off his
super hard cock and thirty inch waist and the abs and pecs that he had paid
a lot of money to shape.


`Wow! Would you look at that!' Ralph said at last. `I can't understand why
somebody that looks the way you do would want to go with somebody like me.'

`It takes all sorts to make the world go round.' Derrick told him as he
pulled Ralph's T-shirt up over his head.

When Derrick caught sight of Ralph's hairy armpits he just knew he had to
kiss them. Derrick squirmed and giggled as Derrick licked first the left,
and then the right armpit.

`Nobody's ever done that to me before.' Ralph told him.

`Nobody has ever done a lot of what I'm going to do to you tonight.'
Derrick said.


And Ralph just knew that he meant it; there was something about the younger
man's voice that sounded very slightly dangerous, not in a bad way but in a
way that Ralph felt might make him give up all control. Derrick reached
down now for Ralph's belt buckle and soon he was lowering his zipper. The
older man had a moment of doubt about his desirability; compared to that
well developed chest and flat belly he was like a camel compared to a
racehorse. Would Derrick be disappointed when he was fully naked, Ralph
wondered.


But it was too late for worry and doubt; his jeans were being lowered to
the floor and he was ordered to step out of them. Now Derrick stroked his
fingers over the outline of Ralph's bulging cock causing the older man to
sigh out loud. Damn, did that feel good! Such a simple thing, yet he and
Maria had never tried it. Derrick's touch felt so nimble and yet so assured
and in control; it was at this point that Derrick surrendered himself
completely. It was clear that he was in the hands of a master; all he had
to do was give himself up to the younger man's superior lovemaking
skills. His cock was as alive as it had been when he was eighteen and it
throbbed and twitched as it responded to the stroking of those magic
fingers through the thin cotton fabric of his underpants.


Now Derrick dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around Ralph's furry
beer gut and kissed it. The feel and scent of this man was really starting
to get to him and those sad eyes needed to be relieved of all their
loneliness and fear. The feel of that thick cock through Ralph's underpants
had whetted his appetite and now Derrick needed it all. He nuzzled his face
against Ralph's thick club, making the old man sigh in ecstasy. Who knew
that he could be the object of such intense desire? And when Derrick
started to lick his cockhead through the cloth Ralph groaned out loud.

`Oh baby! Suck me. Make me feel good.' he pleaded.


Derrick wanted to tease his older lover just a little longer and continued
to lick him through the cloth while he fondled his bull balls. How he loved
the feel of a great big pair or warm fun bags in his hand and Ralph had
certainly not disappointed. Shivers of delight raced up and down Ralph's
spine as his sensitive nuts were stroked and caressed while his cockhead
tingled and his desperate desire to have his naked cock in the young man's
warm mouth drove him to beg Derrick once more.

`Please, please...' his voice sounded strange in his ears.


At last Derrick grabbed hold of the waistband of Ralph's underpants and
yanked them down to his feet. The older man quickly stepped out of them as
Derrick took hold of that beautiful cock and found that his hand could not
encircle the full girth of the man's mammoth meat. It was going to be an
achievement getting this cock up his butthole but he knew that was what he
wanted most. But first he smeared Ralph's copious precum into his spongy
cockhead causing the older man to almost lose control.

`Oh damn, that's good!' he groaned.


And then Derrick guided Ralph's cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue
all over the flared cap, gathering up the tangy juice that he had recently
spread there. This moment of mutual ecstasy drew gasps and moans from
Ralph's throat and happy little gurgling sounds from Derrick's. This was
the moment when age and class difference didn't matter, when race and
income bands didn't exist, when interests and level of education were a
mere piffle; none of these things could interfere with the mutual pleasure
that two men could give each other when one of them was a devoted cock
sucker. Derrick slobbered over that juicy thick dick while his free hand
cupped the older man's monster nuts, enjoying the heft and warmth of
them. They felt as though they contained enough manjuice to populate the
entire planet.


Ralph looked down at Derrick's handsome face fastened to the end of his
cock. It didn't make sense. How could a man like himself, who had so
recently been reduced to a nobody, get to have a young man like Derrick
sucking his dick? Ralph had never known such skill. It was like the guy had
a pussy in his throat. And the way his hands stroked, teased and roamed
over Ralph's body intensified the exquisite pleasure he felt. He couldn't
believe how quickly his reluctance had faded; he was having gay sex and
loving it, and he decided that he wanted to try everything. Ralph's weighty
nuts roiled around in Derrick's hand while the younger man's warm mouth
love-licked his shaft and teased his ever increasingly sensitive cock
head. Ralph felt close, far too close; he didn't want this fun to end so
soon.


The big guy pulled Derrick to his feet and quickly got down on his
knees. He kissed that flat belly and dipped his tongue into Derrick's belly
button. He couldn't believe how soft and smooth Derrick's skin felt, almost
like a woman's. But the scent emanating from that big bush was all male and
Ralph was surprised at how easily his olfactory system adapted to it. It
was repugnant, as he thought it might be; instead it was ambrosial, an
aphrodisiac wafting its way into his nostrils and traveling directly into
his brain. His mouth opened of its own accords and he took in his very
first cock. It was a strange sensation, giving his body up to receiving
instead of always being the one to do the pushing and prodding and
giving. He tried to remember all the things that Derrick had done to him
and played with his smooth balls and stroked his warm, silken
thighs. Derrick could not believe that the old guy had not done this
before. He was a natural.


But all too soon Ralph got jaw ache. They laughed it off as Derrick pushed
Ralph down on the bed. He straddled the older man's thighs now and rubbed
his undercarriage over that fat cock. Ralph grabbed hold of Derrick's
slender hips and ground his hard cock against the warmth he found between
his legs and behind his balls. The young man's asshole twitched, hungry to
be invaded by the masculine might of that beefy cock but a little afraid of
its girth. Derrick retrieved his lube from under the bed and began to work
some into his asshole while the older man watched him with a hungry glint
in his eye. Ralph was surprised that he was not turned off by this: He
could remember, back in the day when he was a mainstream macho man the
jokes they would tell about gay guys and fucking shitholes. And yet now,
here was this guy preparing his pucker for Ralph's yearning cock and all it
felt was right. He had been starved of love and intimacy for so long and
moments from now he would be buried deep in the warm embrace of another
human's body; the thrill and anticipation of it made his breathing ragged
and flushed his face.


And then, at last, Derrick took hold of Ralph's desperate cock and began to
guide it past the defenses of his ring and into the silky warmth of the
tunnel beyond.

`Oh fuck!!!' Ralph groaned as his sensitive cockhead slipped past Derrick's
puckered ring.

Slowly, slowly, Derrick impaled himself on that thick hog, stopping now and
again to allow his stretched ring to adjust to Ralph's girth. His eyes
watered as he fought back the urge to give in and climb off that big fat
cock. But Ralph was very considerate and resisted the urge to thrust and
soon the initial discomfort that Derrick felt started to ease, to be
replaced by little pulses of pleasure as Ralph grabbed hold of his butt and
began to slowly stroke up into him.


Soon Derrick was back in the swing of things. It had been such a long time
since he had been nailed that he had almost forgotten how to take cock. But
now asshole was relaxed enough to allow him to take all of the inches that
Ralph had to give. And the older stud was proving to be a most considerate
lover. His thrusting was even paced and gentle and with each upthrust he
relaxed a little more and welcomed his lover a little deeper. Ralph was
blown away by the velvet warmth of the young man's hole. His cock head
tingled as it rode up the slippery chute and sent pleasure pulsing into his
balls, down into the soles of his feet and into his brain. Memories of
Maria were a million miles away from him now as he surrendered fully to the
pleasure of being buried deep in his lover's hot little hole.

`Oh man, this is the tightest hole I've been in for a long, long time.'
Ralph cried out.


Hearing that made Derrick even more determined to give this man a good
time. He took control back from Ralph now and rocked around on his handsome
tool. He clamped his assring down on Ralph's thick cock making the older
man gasp in surprise; and then it came again and again, that powerful
clamping down on his cock as Derrick started milking it with his
ass. Derrick's snake hips writhed around over Ralph's groin allowing the
silken sleeve of his assguts to caress the thick, throbbing tool in his
ass. The excited gasps that escaped Ralph's throat were music to Derrick's
ears as he put into practice all that he had learned over the years. His
fingers danced over Ralph's torso and teased his fat nipples until they
jutted proudly skywards. The most erotically charged words tumbled out of
Derrick's mouth and were eagerly absorbed by Ralph's ears. He knew that
Derrick's ass was turned on by his cock but the things that Derrick said
made him feel like he was the most attractive man in the world. And all the
time that most amazing ass kept slithering over his cock like a serpent
sent to sex him up out of his skin.


Ralph knew he was in trouble. He had never known such sex in his life,
never knew that it existed. How could the guy be taking a cock and yet
still be doing the fucking? Ralph looked up now at his Adonis' handsome
face and well defined, smooth chest with the tiny nipples. This was where
it was at! He never wanted to leave this bed. His big powerful hips kept
thrusting his hard cock up into Derrick's tight chute while the younger man
kept on milking and manipulating. There could only be one outcome. Ralph
fought as hard as he could but it was no use; now he let out a mighty roar
as he took one last savage lunge up into his lover's guts and his balls
spewed forth a geyser of hot spunk.


`I'm so sorry.' Ralph said softly, when he got his breath back. `I didn't
mean to cum so soon.'

`I'm not sorry.' Derrick replied. `You have no idea how good your cream
feels inside me. I can sleep easy tonight. And when we wake tomorrow
morning there are a hundred and one things I want to teach you.'

Ralph smiled and pulled his lover close. Right now all he wanted was to
drift off to sleep but he knew that come the morning he would be more than
ready to learn a few new tricks.

Daniel Blue
www.danielbluetales.blogspot.com