Date: Sun, 8 Jan 2017 13:51:50 +1100
From: Billy smith <billysmith0036@gmail.com>
Subject: Mature Attraction

Mature Attraction

My love and attraction to older men, has taken me, effectively around the
world, and I have met some lovely blokes..some could, some couldn't -
despite their desire, which can be a bit sad.  Whilst, it shouldn't all be
about penetration - I myself, sort of need it..

Ever since the 60-something year old man took my virginity at 19, I have
basically needed it - without putting too finer point on things.  We met on
ICQ which is an old chat program.  I was from country Victoria, he was in
Sydney.  We chatted for a few weeks, and I was very naive.  I knew I was
very interested in men, and mature men at that - but I wasn't truly sure on
the 'mechanics' of two men, or what a man would want.

After about 3 weeks, he rang me.  I was still living at home with my
parents, so we organised a time for him to ring, when they wouldn't be home
- all before mobile phones were common...haha.

He was very nice, and reassuring.  He knew I was virgin, and he spoke to me
about all the things two guys could do together at length..After a couple
of months, we organised for him to drive down to Shepparton and stay in a
motor inn, and I left my house and told my parents I was staying at a
friends house.

I was so nervous, I was terrified, frightened....I didn't know what to
expect. I mean - we had chatted about what could/would happen...but it
wasn't a reality for me.

When I met him at the hotel, even though I had seen pictures, I was
immediately attracted.  He was a tall man, 6'3 or 6'4 - grey hair and a
friendly, older face.  His eyes were blue, and very magnetizing to me.

He invited me in, offered me a drink, and we sat and talked, for quite a
long time - discussing things we had already discussed in chat on ICQ and
things on the phone.  After a few drinks and a few hours, he pulled his
chair closer and sat right next to me.  He put his hand on my thigh, and
gently rubbed it up and down.  This sent tingles up and down my back, if
felt so nice, and he kept looking me right in the eye..I'd never had anyone
pay so much attention to me.

This went on for a while, and I was really comfortable in his company,  He
got up to get some more drinks..He seemed to spend a bit more time with the
fridge door open, but I thought nothing of it.  I turned away to look at
the tv in the other corner of the room..

I heard him walk back, and as I turned, I was face to face with his cock,
which he had pulled from his fly - and was right there in my face..


I'm staring at a long thin cut cock, hanging limply from his fly, some
wispy grey hair peaking out at the top.

I had never really seen another man's member closeup in real life - it was
a surreal feeling at the time.

Over the weeks and months before this meeting, we had talked a lot -
although because I was very unworldly and naive - I took a lot of what Alan
said as gospel.

Alan was a total, strict top guy. I didn't really know what that meant when
we first started chatting - and I knew I felt like I really wanted to
please him - and I felt more passive/submissive in the company of men, so
it sort of felt right at the time.

He handed me a drink, but my eyes were transfixed on his cock. He gently
rubbed his fingers through my hair, and stepped closer - now I could smell
him, that manly muskiness that I enjoy even now.

He took his cock in his hand and stroked it, stepped closer again. I was
still sitting on the chair, he was standing now close to me. He was tall
and it meant his cock and my head were almost exactly level.

He took is still soft cock, and touched the head against my cheek, then
rubbed it over my nose, eyes and chin, before rubbing it across my lips. He
said, "open your mouth baby" and I did, really wanting to please him, but
unsure & nervous about what he wanted me to do, or if I would do it right
for him.

The head then shaft slid in over my tongue, the sweet saltiness, and silky
smoothness of the head surprised me, in a good way - I didn't expect it to
taste and feel so nice.

Almost immediately I could feel it start to swell, and heat up in my
mouth.  Slowly, he rhythmically slid just the head and a little shaft into
my mouth - and whilst doing this, removed his belt and dropped his pants.
His legs were strong and muscular - he was a masters level cyclist.

I started to melt inside - here was this very handsome, tall man - with an
amazing smell and taste - strong legs - who wanted to spend time with me.

After a while, he removed his shirt, to expose a thick barrel chest, with a
good covering of hair.

At 19 - was still relatively boyish - 5'8" & 60kgs (132lbs) or so. I was
mostly hairless at the time as well. Alan in contrast, was 6'3"-6'4" and
probably 105kgs (231lbs) - with hairy chest, legs and arms.

He stood me up, and hugged me tightly, my mouth fell close to one of his
nipples, so i licked it, taking in his manly smell.

He ran his hands down my back, to my buttocks, taking each in his large
hands and squeezing tightly.  I felt I needed him, I had a yearning in my
body - for something I had never experienced before.

He helped me take off my shirt and pants, and we were both standing naked
in the middle of the room. My small cock (only about 3" erect) was hard and
weeping precum already.

He had me kneel in front of him and suck him some more. He was hard, and it
was straight and long - the head was bright purple which mushroomed quite
widely on a pale thin shaft.

He stood me up again - the entire time he had been saying things like, do
you want to please me? Make me feel good? And grunting, and moaning.

He took my hand - and asked if I was ready to please him, and for me to
feel pleasure like I had never before. I nodded - but I was nervous. I knew
what he would do, but I was worried about it hurting - especially now I had
seen how thick the head of his cock was.

I was trembling, as he had me climb onto the bed. He had me get on my knees
and put my face into the bed. He knelt behind me - and electricity shot
through me as I felt his rough whiskers on my soft skin and his tongue
flicked my hole. He worked my hole with his tongue.

So I am face down on the bed, Alan's rough whiskers are scratching my arse
cheeks as he liberally tongues my hole. I've never felt anything like it.
It is a revelation, the contrast of the scratchy whiskers and the ecstasy
of my sensitive hole is a sensation that cannot be described.  He hums and
murmurs the entire time...I am still in shock of the kaleidoscope of
feelings.

I feel more now than before a connection to this man, not only is he tall,
well built, hairy, strong, smells good and aggressive - he wants me - a
little normal guy from a country town in Australia...as far removed from a
capital city gay club scene as you could get..

This goes on for some time...his tongue probing further and deeper by the
minute..I am writing in pleasure...having found.....finally 'my' G-Spot -
after years of dissatisfaction with my cock and they way it felt.

After some time, Alan suggests another drink....I roll over on the bed, and
he goes to the kitchen,  I watch him walk away..tall, muscled, strong,
hairy, mature - despite being in his 60's - he has muscle definition down
his back and legs - a very fit man.

He grabs some drinks, and walks back towards me...his chest is barrel, but
defined, with a light covering of brown and silver hair, his thighs thick &
strong looking...his cock hung nicely, well proportioned, half erect, with
a lovely set of large balls, goose egg sized in a lightly hairy sack.

We lay on the bed and drank our drinks...fooling around...he was so much
bigger than me, that he could reach right around and cusp my buttock, even
inserting a finger inside me.  I reached down and firmly held his shaft,
squeezing and pulling gently with my hand..

We finished our drinks, gently kissing in the process...we were lying side
by side, when he pulled me on top of him, my legs straddling his hips, he
ran his hands behind my head and pulled me to his lips passionately....as
this was happening, I could feel, his hard cock, starting to probe my arse
- as if it had a mind of its own.   He held me tight around the waist and
pulled me tight, and hard towards him...til I could almost not breathe..

Suddenly he released, I was entirely under his spell...I didn't know what
he wanted do do next, or at any time..

He got up, and said, we should shower first....I agreed without speaking.

I watched the strong buttocks and legs walk away from me towards the
bathroom, and following orders, followed him there.

With the shower running, we were both in the cubicle..he was bending down
his tall frame to kiss me, the water running over our heads and faces. He
tasted, manly, salty and masculine, his tongue working my mouth, as solidly
as it had just worked my arse.

I was melting...despite never having been with a man before....I felt
completely comfortable - my body started to yearn for him and his strength.
We soaped up all over together..he washed my back and arse, lathering it
up.  I arched my back from the corner of the shower which encouraged him to
pay special attention to my arse, crack and hole....he rubbed vigorously
before inserting first one, then two soapy fingers....I jumped, and
shivered at the assault to my arse....but he held the back of my neck with
one hand, and used the fingers of the other to penetrate me..his strength
allowed him to hold me still whilst his index & middle fingers explored my
virginal being..

Once he was happy with the cleanliness of my arse, still holding my neck,
he removed his fingers, and pushed me to my knees.  Where before, he had
gently pushed just the head, and a small amount of shaft in my mouth, this
time, he was much more forceful.  I opened my mouth, and he pushed the head
of his cock past my lips, and then kept going.  That big purple head hit
the back of my throat and I gagged in an instant as the water rained down
on my face.  At that moment, I felt at home...like I wanted to serve, be
submissive and do whatever my man would say.

After some minutes sucking Alan in the shower, he was swollen, and
hard....the head large, nearly 2 inches across on its own.  I loved the
silky smoothness of the glans, across my tongue...he turned the shower
off...and we opened the door.  He threw me a towel - and I quickly
dried...he told me to get back on the bed as soon as I was done.

I went and laid on the bed, not sure exactly what he wanted, I guessed,
he'd be more attracted by my arse, so lay face down on the bed and waited
for him to come from the bathroom.

It felt like ages, until I heard the door, but it was probably less than
two minutes. He came out, and I felt him kneel on the bed.  Then two big
lumps of cold lube landed in the small of my back,  His large hands,
started to rub it from my back over my arse cheeks, sliding up my crack and
focusing on my hole.Once again, once of his large fingers, knuckle by
knuckle exploring my insides.  He moved around to my side, his fingers
still inside me, I turned my head and that big purple head was right there,
wide, hard and purple, musky and weeping slowly.  I took, just head, gently
into my mouth and sucked solidly, flicking my tongue around the edges. He
swelled again, and I thought he could not get much harder.

My arse was now lathered in lube, from my lower back to my upper thighs, I
knew it was coming.

He pulled from my mouth and removed his fingers, he got one of the pillows,
and had me put it under my hips.  I was still face down on the bed, just
now with a pillow, presenting my virginal and very well prepared arse to
the air.  Alan grunted, and sucked in his breath between his lips - he took
the lube bottle, and liberally applied it to his cock.  He told me he was
clean, and that for my first time, it was imperative that it was bare.....I
was so naive (much like a young bride who is told you can't get pregnant
the first time) - that I did not stop him..

He grabbed my hips and massaged them, then I felt it...that big purple
head, seemingly with a mind of its own - started to probe my crack. I could
feel it, sliding between my cheeks, every so often escaping like a writhing
serpent, before being replaced, back in its rightful location.  It feel
hot, like a red hot poker, hotter than the blood it contained - and I was
committed, having gone this far, having dreamt about it for some years
there was no saying 'no' - there was no turning back.

The head of his cock, slid in the lube up and down my crack, before
centering on my hole.  I felt that large head start to exert pressure,
some, then more, then more again - "knock, knock, knock - let me in" - my
body naturally resisted.  Alan grunted...he had one hand with all his
weight between my shoulder blades, the other on the base of his cock as he
attempted to aim true.  "Just relax boy - I'm not stopping now - you know
you want this".

I tried to relax, I was scared, nervous and excited at the same time - I
desperately wanted him inside me - this man mountain, hyper-masculine man.
He pushed harder still....I tried to relax - I took some deep breaths and
arched my back into him some more..

Then, it started....he got some purchase, I could feel that large mushroom
head start to find its way.  It felt big, and it was stinging - I could
feel my insides part ways - making way for his big wide mushroom head
until.. 'pop' it was in...and immediately felt comfortable..he drew back a
little, then drive forth again, this time further....despite being deeper -
I could feel the outline of the 'over-wide -mushroom' head of his cock -
and it stung again - it really hurt - but somehow felt like a good/loving
hurt.  Now he removed his hand from the base of his cock, and laid on top
of me, expertly using his hips to vary the depth and speed of his
penetration- starting slowly, and shallowly, increasing in speed and depth
until I could feel those goose-egg balls slapping the back of my thighs
violently.

Alan was breathing heavily in my ear, telling me how hot I was, how tight I
was whilst he pistoned in and out of my teenage arse - I could feel him
sweating and dripping on my..the musky smell exciting me more and more.

After a while, he got up on his knees and pulled me up on mine, before
grabbing my hips, and sliding in deeper and harder than before......I
yelped...it started to get uncomfortable - that 2 inch wide purple head
starting to take its toll..He didn't slow though - I could feel his balls
slapping mine - his balls heavily outweighing mine,,,he was still
sweating...his exertion well over 15 minutes now...he started to fade, his
strokes not as deep or hard...he withdrew, and laid on the bed next to me.

He told me to straddle him - and I put my knees either side of his hips and
lent forward to kiss him.  As I kissed him, that purple headed serpent
found its way, and as I sat up I could ease onto him gently.  I could angle
my hips back and forth in a motion that came to me naturally - further
cementing my submissive bottom credentials.

I felt stretched and full - with a slight tingle of a sting at the edges,
as I slid down on him, I reached around and fondled those great big balls,
at the time feeling crestfallen that I hadn't had them on my face or in my
mouth before this. As I rode him, he had me by the hips, pulling my cheeks
apart for maximum penetration....

He regained some energy and at the bottom of a stroke, held me close, and
rolled over, 180 degrees, so now I was on my back, and he was on top of
me.  He help my ankles, and pumped me gently and lovingly - his efforts now
exceeding 30mins.  I was stinging inside, but the fullness and love I felt
outweighed this.  He increased his pace, those lovely big muscular thighs
coming towards me at pace, he lent right over me, my ankles now near my
head, he was doing full big strokes now.

Then, looking me in the eye, his rhythm changed, his breathing changed -
some sweat dripped from his brow, right into my mouth, it was salty and
sweet - then he grunted, his eyes glazed and those big balls slapped my
arse with even more ferocity.

'AAArrrrghhhh''  moaned Alan...I felt him twitch inside me, then twitch
again, before he flooded me - I felt it deep inside...hot, burning and
squirt after squirt..

Instantly I felt connected, in love, responsible...as he softened and slid
out, I did my best to hold his seed within me - knowing the gift that it
was.. He rolled off onto his back, and I immediately went down the sheets
to take him in my mouth...the 40 min exercise making the edges of the glans
red and angry..I did my best to sooth them...


The End