Date: Tue, 8 Apr 2003 13:44:56 EDT
From: Manbklyn11218@aol.com
Subject: OLDER FOR OLDER

OLDER FOR OLDER

By Mischa  Kosov


It was one of those early spring mornings that I couldn't sleep. As I have
grown older, the nights have left me more restless. Not only was I
restless, but also my cock was stirring in my briefs. That's not too bad
for a guy of sixty-five. Most of my life I have known I was different.  But
don't all of us consider ourselves different in one way or another?

For the majority of my years, even though I had married and had a beautiful
daughter, I have always considered myself a bi-sexual man--a keen
attraction for both men and women.  But in my senior years, I have become
more and more attracted to men. To me a man's cock is a thing of beauty. I
love the hardness, --the mushroom head--a pair of full balls that I roll in
my fingers feels like large erotic beads and I desire a firm ass that I can
squeeze like loaves of homemade fresh bread.

Just to lie naked next to a man with my eyes closed and kiss him deep and
fondle his cock and balls brings great excitement and pleasure to my chosen
sex partner and me.

In my early forties when I played with men, I usually only liked to be
sucked and oral reciprocation was not part of my sexual experience.  I live
in New York City and there were gay baths in those days to visit, so it was
easy and quick to find sexual release. I would usually check into in a bath
house in the East Village, shower first, check out the swinging wet cocks,
go to the steam room for a few minutes and maybe fondle someone in the
misty, hot room. Then I would go lie down naked on the small bed in my
dimly lit cubicle and wait for some strange man to come in.

As I lay waiting in excited anticipation, some man would usually come by,
open the door a bit wider, and peek in. If he were interested, he would
come into my room. Slowly this aggressor, who I wanted to seduce me, would
move towards me. He would some times touch my chest, tweak a nipple,
massage my stomach and then he would slowly reach under my towel that
covered the lower half of my body. A hand of a stranger would start to
gently massage my cock and twirl my balls.  I was so turned on that someone
wanted my cock.

 It was not super large--a comfortable 6 inches with a very nice head.  It
was very suck able.  I remember one man saying, as he took my dick into his
hand, " Nice little Louisville slugger." Then he sniffed something called
"rush" from a small red bottle, leaned down and inhaled my whole aroused
cock into his wet, hot mouth. What pleasure!

 I was always excited being in a dim lit room and having some stranger play
with my cock.  After a few minutes of cock massage, he would capture my
hardening cock like an erotic sword swallower and slide my hard cock into
his mouth.  I would play with the man's cock that was servicing me, but not
suck him

One night in the baths I was naked waiting in my room and a big, tall,
black man entered, came directly over to me and put his cock on my lips and
said, "Suck it, baby." and waiting for no answer from me, he tried to shove
his 8 inches of hot meat into my clamped shut mouth.

"Open up, bitch." He wasn't going to take no for an answer.

 I was shocked and scared at the same time. He demanded that I do it and
was dominating me.  I began to hesitantly put my tongue on the large, salty
tasting head.

 He demanded, "Come on, suck my monster." I didn't know what to do, but
there was a big fat cock at my lips and I sucked it in. That opened a new
experience for me. I wasn't quite sure if I liked a cock in my mouth or
not. I discovered more about that at a later time in my man-to-man sexual
experiences.

As the aids epidemic spread throughout the country, more and more
bathhouses shut down. Easy, fast, man-to-man sex became difficult for me to
find. During that shutdown period I was not having much sex.

Then I was introduced to the Internet and a whole new world of possible
sexual encounters opened up for me.  Chat rooms for Gay Men 50 plus and
Older Gays were available through different service providers.

On the morning when I couldn't sleep, I got out of bed and shuffled into my
little office and turned on the computer.  I went directly to Yahoo Chat
and entered the Older for Older Room and turned on my video cam. I got
excited when guys would request to see my cam to view my cock.

 If they liked what they saw, messages would pop up on my screen:

"Love your cock." "Nice cock." "Would love to suck your cock" "Hey Daddy,
would you spank me?" The ongoing messages turned me on.

As I looked at the different names in the room, I came across a handle of
BIG COCK IN QUEENS. Queens was not far from my apartment in Brooklyn. So I
opened a chat window and sent a "good morning from Brooklyn," message to
Big Cock.

He responded,
 "What do you want?"  "I was looking for some fun and you?  "That could be
of interest to me. Where do you live?"  "Brooklyn and I have a place to
meet. Are you available?"  "Could be. What do u like?"  "I like oral,
stroking, close body contact and kissing. And you?"  "Pretty much the
same. Do you suck?"

"Yes. And do u suck?"  "If you like, I'll suck you."  "I'm 6" cut and
your?"  "8 inches cut" Wow! Do you have a cam?"  "Yes. Would you like to
see my cock?"  "Oh yes! I want to see it. I' ll invite you to see my cam,
too."

In a moment his video transmission hit my screen. A perfect, luscious cock
was in my view. I looked at his piece of meat in awe. He was standing up
with a great view for me and was jacking it slowly. My heart pound with
excitement-- I wanted that cock to play with, suck and worship.

"You like my cock?" he asked.  "Very much. Oh yes, very much" "I'm glad you
like it."  "Are you available to come to my place," I asked.  "Yes. Where
do you live."  "Can you get to Brooklyn/"?  "Yeah. I can be there in an
hour or so. Do you really want my big cock.?"  "Yes, I really want to suck
it.'

I gave him directions by train and we hung up. I was so excited. I never
had a cock that big to play with by my choice. It was a dream comes true.

I went to my bedroom and made the bed and straightened up a bit. Then I
went into the bathroom, shaved and brushed my teeth. I turned on the hot
water in the shower and stepped in.

One thing I like is to be clean when I meet with a man. So I shampooed my
hair and then soaped my body and used a scrubby cloth to get squeaky
clean. I lathered up my hand and reached back to my ass, spread my cheeks
and cleansed my asshole--for excitement I stuck a soapy finger up my anus
and wiggled it.

Wow! That felt good. I stepped out of the shower and viewed my swollen,
hanging cock in the mirror in front of me. My cock looked full and ready
for a morning of fun.

I got dressed in sweat pants and put on no underwear. I just wanted to pull
them down and be ready for Mr. Eight Inches as quickly as possible.  I told
the guy I would meet him at the porch of my house. I had given him my cell
number and asked him to call when he got off the subway a few blocks from
my house.  I sat on the chair on my front porch and to my surprise; a man
walked slowly by front of the house and then turned around and walked back
and stopped and looked up at the number on the house.

I called out, "Karl?"

He answered, "Mischa is that you/"

"Yeah. Welcome. Come on up."

I shook his hand, opened up the front door and told him to follow me up the
stairs all the way to the top floor.  .

We got to the top floor and the sun was shinning brightly through the
windows. He took off his jacket and threw it on the back of a kitchen
chair.

"Come into the bedroom where can have some privacy."

"Yeah. That would b e great."

He followed right behind me.  I closed the bedroom door.

I took off my polo shirt, flipped off my slippers and said, " Take off your
clothes and throw them on that chair."  I took off my sweat pants and stood
naked in front of him. I stared at him as he undressed.

He was about 165 lbs, 5' 9" and was 54 years old. Not a good-looking guy,
but he had a nice smile and was very accommodating.

He took off his shoes and then his shirt. He opened up his belt and dropped
his trousers. Down came the jockeys and he stood naked before me. His cock
was limp and soft. It didn't look like it could grow to 8 inches.

I laid down the bed, moved to the inside position and motioned for him to
join me.  He scooted next to me and put his arm around me. I pulled him in
close to me and our lips were so close. He put his hands behind my head and
gave me a full kiss on my lips. It was sweet and I parted his lips and he
sucked in my tongue.  Our tongues battled and twisted. As I sucked his
tongue, I grabbed his cock and in return he took my dick into his hand. We
played with each other's cocks as we kissed deeply.

We just kissed and played with our cocks for a few minutes.  His started to
grow--he wasn't lying--it was a real 8 incher.  As I played with his cock,
he pulled himself up and twisted his body to face my hardening cock. I had
taken a blue pill just before he arrived. I wanted my cock to perform as
well as possible. He leaned down and took the head of my cock into his
mouth. He bathed the head with his tongue and rolled my balls in his
fingers.  He was a great cocksucker!

I just lay there and enjoyed each roll of his tongue.  I Gasped and moaned
when he sucked in the whole length of my shaft.  This meeting was more than
I could have ever expected and I hadn't even sucked his cock yet.

I pulled my cock out of his mouth and turned my head to face his throbbing
prick. I got in a 69 position on my side and got a close-up of his cock. I
sniffed his maleness, grabbed his cock-head and licked it. Mmmmm so good. I
woofed in the whole head and we mutually sucked each other.

There we were side by side sucking each other. I reached for his
balls. They were not large, but I massaged them as I sucked him deeper. I
was able to take his whole cock into my mouth and enjoyed swallowing the
whole piece.  I sucked him deeper and deeper and I knew he close to cuming
and he pulled out of my mouth. He rolled onto his back and jerked his own
cock and shot a jet of cum onto his stomach and groaned.  I grabbed his
cock and pumped out the drops of cum and then licked the head clean.

I said he was accommodating--he went back to sucking my cock. That's
unusual--most guys don't suck you once they cum.

When the sex was all over, we had a conversation about family, the army and
things in general.

As he was getting dressed I asked what he did for work, he answered, "I'm a
doorman in a luxury building in Manhattan."

I said, " That's nice--when you're not opening doors, you can open my
drawers anytime you want."

As he going down the stair to leave, he replied, "I'll do that and you
don't even have to tip me."

I smiled to myself--"I'll tip him alright--I'll take very good care of the
tip of his cock."