Date: Sun, 11 Sep 2011 06:12:29 -0400 (EDT)
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: A Weekend with Badger

Relishing a real break with Badger was a real nice experience, being
married it was difficult for him to arrange for us to share a weekend in a local
Premier Inn but somehow he achieved it. As said in my other stories about
Badger  and I relating to our wonderful  episodes in his allotment shed.
Badger is  happily married and has been for some years, but the intimate part of
their  marriage has worn off but they are still good friends so he aimed to
explore  something that had been within him since an early experience in
his RAF service  days when he slept secretly with another airman, He said it
never worked out  because they didn't seem compatible but he has always felt
this passion to be  with a guy of his own gender and when it happened with
us, quite by accident, me  taking up a plot on the same allotment as Badger,
so both of us having that  leaning in common - although he is  50 years my
senior. it all sort of  started when we were comparing our freshly harvested
carrots. It was like we  were having a banter competition really, he saying
his was bigger than mine and  me replying "yes but mine is longer!"  and
suddenly we are sharing laughter  realising the sexual connotation of what we
had just said.

It was magic really just how all that led to our affair, he offering me
coffee every time we met doing our allotment, me noticing how he was eyeing me
 up to the extent it felt really thrilling and, deep inside I realised I
was  actually having wet dreams about a possible affair with this great old
guy, who  looked to have such a lovely `breakfast box' tucked there inside
his corduroy  trousers.

That day he ventured to showing me his `carrot` - that being a regular
joke  then. I gladly responded in just touching at first, it seemed to be the
natural  thing to do, and soon quite instinctively, because it really did
look so  scrumptious to me as it grew between my gently moving fingers.

I heard his response, the sensual sound in his throat as I started to
massage it back and forwards, exposing all the vibrancy  of a well defined  red
plum-like bulbous knob with that very tantalising `jap-eye' as he wanted to
 call it. That day I soon discovered my true leaning, I was bisexual like
Badger  but the sheer venture of just being with him on that day in the
confines of his  shed was really magic and soon I felt what I had always wondered
would feel  like, the planting  of  his `carrot' in my ass, so much better
than  all those implements I had experimented with, like candles,
screwdriver handles  and the like, this was really good, his  fresh and beautifully
defined cock  inside me, the way it bent so flexible into me was better than
any rigid  intrusion which I then thought of as repugnant to the extreme and
too, before I  knew all the moves - because I was doing it myself, it is
like wanking really,  have someone else do it for you and it is so much more
thrilling because you  don't know what the next move will be.

And that very first oral venture was magic too. Badger had asked me before
if I would do it but I needed time, like I did afterwards when he ventured
to  spunk in my mouth and would I swallow.
The best way I was able to do it was  him standing there before me as I
knelt between his legs apart, gradually  getting accustomed to the close- up
view if it as it rose and swelled, the smell  of it as he pulled back the
foreskin, so pungent and earthy - and then the taste  of it as I gradually
touched it with my lips and the tip of my tongue to sample  the goods. The utter
saltiness there was really so wonderfully stimulating I got  to the mode I
could not stop, and this turned out to be one of our favourite  oral
positions, me with my hands   squeezing each side of his thighs,  finding his cock
with my mouth - no touching at this stage, and then gradually  feeling it
grow inside my massaging mouth was sheer ecstasy and very soon he was  mouth
fucking me and I felt the strong hot stream of his white cream fill my  mouth,
the feeling of it swishing around, the urge to suck it more, to feel his
cock throbbing all the time I sucked deeper and deeper until I heard his
groan  as then I squeezed his balls dry, urging every last drop of cum into my
mouth  and then over spilling and shooting onto my face, feeling it drip down
my chin  and down the front of my neck was true intimacy.

For my very first experience with a man it was a wonderful starter and
initiation and soon we were regularly sharing everything together, he even
fitted his shed out so that we could be more comfy, the way he cushioned his
bench to afford me to bend over comfortably to receive his wonderful deep
probing fucks was heaven on earth.

But all that past we were now sharing a brand new adventure of simply just
being alone with each other for a whole weekend and, no sooner had we git
to our  beautifully comfy room with a huge double bed than we were sampling
the luxury  of each other's nakedness, watching him rub my briefs over his
face and his cock  rising to its seven and a bit extent as he chilled there
stretched out on the  bed his cock staring to jiggle up and down like it was
anticipating our fuck. We  could not wait for any foreplay, just needed the
plain fuck at first, we had the  whole weekend to explore and enjoy each
other in which was we wanted.

I sat on his face like he wanted before I moved my ass over his hard cock,
felt him split my cheeks apart and go for it, mouth and tongue and I was
soon  lubricated good and proper for his service.

The feeling of belonging and being wanted was everything, maybe it was the
biggest turn on of all, the feel of Badger's enjoyment of me, and me of
him,  sucking and licking cock and balls and sometimes more depending on his
moods.  But for now his fuck entered me as I moved into the right position,
legs wide  apart to accommodate him into me. Soon he was in top gear pounding
my ass like a  steam hammer, for an old guy he knew how to move and create
just the right build  up as he lifted me up with each thrust, his hand
squeezing my cock, my balls as  his cock went fully inside with each thrust, the
pausing every so often, the  feeling of that wedged into me, the throb so
wonderful and exciting, ad then  that last thrust as he shot his load. Divine.
If this was going to  be how  it was for the weekend I knew I would be
thoroughly fucked and gratified and  yes,  exhausted by the time the weekend was
done!

Later we enjoyed a wondrous sixty nine position - now the taste of his
newly fucked cock tantalising my taste buds and the feel of his tongue probing
my freshly fucked and well cock stretched  hole.
It was wonderfully  soothing doing that, just forgetting all the strains of
everyday life and simply  concentrating and enjoying in what was in hand,
exploring the fruits of sexual  wonder, seeking out the best way I could
excite him as well as myself, he tying  my wrists to the bed head, me laying
there helpless, he tantalizing me in just  moving his throbbing  extremity
nearer and nearer to my face, me trying to  reach it with my mouth and he
teasing me in just holding back until I was  swearing at him to give me his cock..
All these things to tease up and   exploit our sexual adventure, he wanting
to wank into my briefs , feeling my  cock swell with his inside, then he
rubbing them both, balls too which made for  a wonderful feeling of  sexual
extravagance.

His wanking into my face, feeling the strong spurt as he yelled and swore
at me, making it all the more thrilling - he smearing it all over my face
and  chest, and then wanking over my cock and me too simultaneously until we
both  reached that wonderfully warming and thrilling climax.

We breakfasted in the restaurant and dined there too, we didn't go out at
all and when the cleaners knocked on the door we told them we could clean
up,  they would have been shocked if they had seen the mess everywhere, it was
just  all part of the weekend , just to eat and expend all our sexual
wants. I had  never felt cock inside me so often to the extent that, when it was
out of me, I  felt empty and numb, and when I told Badger and he needed to
wait a little  before he was able to raise another strong erection for me, he
fucked me with  our favourite anal vibrator called twister, a wonderful
interval of pure erotic  venture as I moved my tight ass the way he loved me
too, wanted to be all ass  for him as he worked the vibrator into me, his
mouth nibbling my cheeks and  giving them the occasional firm slap too all so
wonderful that when again he was  soon ready to fuck me silly I was well and
truly stretched for him.

Then again and again as always he enjoyed sniffing and tasting me before
and after as I sucked u the dregs of his fresh fucked drooping cock, to make
it  half rise again, feeling the lovely suppleness of it in my mouth as I
wrapped my  busy tongue around it, until we were both so well spent we just
dozed off,  each  sucking each other like a baby does with a dummy, the smell
and taste  of our sex everywhere.

That was some weekend I shall never forget...