Date: Sun, 20 Jul 2014 04:30:10 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Three Is Something About an Older Guy

There is something about an older guy  ...

"Brian, have you ever been man fucked?"
That came as a bit of a surprise. Okay I had met Ken on a gay dating  site,
and was a trifle nervous about meeting my first contact, who was among
several who offered to make a date with me... I chose Ken because I liked the
look of him and I guess he reminded me of my late father. Perhaps I
unconsciously wanted the company of a father figure because Ken was fifty and I
was just 24 when we met.
He must have realised I was nervous when I told him he was my first  date
but when he smiled I felt comfortable with him,
"You got to' start somewhere" he said. "And I am glad you chose me.  So
what's the answer to my question, are you a virgin or  not?"
I said I was. I felt a surge of warmth inside myself... Here was a  guy I
could openly be with. A guy who made me feel good and wanting. He looked
younger than his fifty years, he had greyish hair and looked very posh and
spoke  it too... He told me he was company director. He certainly looked the
part in  his posh pin striped suit.
"Well where are we doing it then, want to' come to my place? - I have
nice comfy pad with all the facilities. I shall treat you to a meal of course.
You sure you are a virgin and this is your first time? I cannot believe I
am  that lucky. "
I repeated I was. He asked why I had not dated before. I replied that  it
was a big decision for me; I wanted to meet a guy with the same leanings as
me and thought the dating site was the ideal place to do  that...
"Well let's say I am glad you did" said Ken said with a glint in his  eyes
- "else I wouldn't have been on a promise tonight."
I felt nervous but excited at the same time. I was the promise he was  on
about and I had never been that before!
He prompted me to join him in his posh jaguar and I was impressed.  Even
his body scent was alluring.
Whoever said one has to be chemically attracted to another if any
relationship was going to be a hit? It was working for me.
When I got comfortable in the passenger seat, and after fixing  my  safety
belt he stroked my left  thigh and told  me I was  what he had been looking
for, and,  again, I felt comfortable. There was something about him; I don't
know what it  was but when he continued stroking my thigh I felt I
belonged.
"What made you realise you were gay Brian?"  He asked as we sped along the
motor way,  like he was eager to get me back to his place.
"Feelings I guess" I replied. "Just feelings"
He glanced around at me and, quite out of the blue, asked if I would  like
to touch him up.
I was nervous still though until he guided my hand to him there and I  felt
my first touch of cock through his pinstripes,
"There that's not so bad is it, Brian? You needn't be shy with me,  just
let it flow is the best thing. I bet you've never sucked cock before either
have you?"
I hadn't but I felt like I soon would be as he pulled himself through  his
fresh unzipped trousers sand asked what I thought.
I could see there was no holding back with this guy...I glanced down  shyly
and saw him handling his cock, massaging it to make it grow and I felt
myself becoming aroused. He said perhaps I would like to take over as he was
driving. He showed me how he wanted me to feel him and it was the first time
ever I had felt a guy's cock. In my hand it felt warm and pungent as I
squeezed.  I took it slow at first, taking in the new experience. It grew even
more until I  had to press it back to do what he asked - to lick the underside
of his length  until I reached his knob. Then he asked if I would put it
into my mouth and suck  it.
I looked into his eyes they were different now. It was the look of  lust
most probably. With his cock still lodged firmly in my hand I took in a  whiff
of his scent, which became more apparent when I massaged it, stretching
the foreskin back and forward. I was wondering if I could bring myself to put
it  into my mouth. I toyed with the idea but Ken was getting impatient. I
was  beginning to think this is a guy not to be messed with. He had this
certain  masterful way about him which I liked.
I closed my eyes and, leaning down, I went for it, stretching it  tight
back. Then it was in my mouth and I massaged it with my tongue. My mouth  was
full of him; his cock was large and wide so it was no mean task. I was
thinking; `now I was there, I had made it and doing something I always wanted.
To suck cock. To see what it was like. Ken nudged forward to give me a better
 prospect and he began to moan I started to deep suck. It felt lovely and
soothing. It tasted like sea salt and I began to enjoy the sensation very
much.
Now I had made the first move. Feeling it in my mouth throbbing and  alert,
I wondered how it would feel up my ass. That was the whole point of our
meeting. Online he often described how he would love to fuck me, and what
positions he preferred - and I guess I became accustomed to the idea that,
yes.,  it would be good to let go of all my inhibitions, and go for this guy who
seemed  to have a wonderful way with words.
I was lost in the sensation of sucking cock.
"Wow, you go for it, don't you Brian? - I can see you and I are going  to
have lots of fun when I get that ass back home."
He pulled up and said we were there. He zipped himself up and pushed  his
still stiff cock inside his pants. It had been in my mouth for so long I
felt it was still there. But the taste remained. I was in my element and knew I
 was ready for anything Ken had planned...
His so called `pad' was like a mansion to me who lived in a small
apartment bachelor block. The lounge was out of this world and the sofa was
expensively leather bound with loads of cushions.
"Make yourself at home Brian whilst I get some nosh, are you into  Chinese?"

"Yes but minus the chop sticks" I returned. "I could never get on  with
them."
"I can teach you, Brian -and with you being a virgin you have a lot  to
learn, And for me that spells fun!"
I chilled on the large settee and smelt the Chinese cooking. Now my  taste
buds were alive and all sorts of things were going through my mind after
what he had said about my having a lot to learn. I liked Ken, I really did.
Perched on that settee I felt well to do and wanted... I knew this guy was
going  to fuck me to the hilt because that was a promise, so it was all a new
adventure  and who better to explore with than Ken, he was lovely.
"Look, you look good in tight jeans but dining with me, I'd like you  to
wear"
He held a pair of tight blue and black boxer shorts in his hand and
prompted me to change. I
Went into the bathroom and noticed he was watching me through a gap  in the
door. I changed and pulled on the tight boxers and felt good in them. I
wiggled knowing he was looking.
Of course he was there by the door waiting. I saw a bulge in his  pants.
Would he have the patience to eat first? I wondered he sat next to me  with a
tray and handed me a plate of sweet and sour.
"That is how I want to have you, sweet and sour" he said with a glint  in
his eye. Although I didn't know what he meant. I guess seeing the question
in  my mind he continued; "Will show you later."
He soon scoffed cup his meal and shared a bottle of red wine with me  which
was rather potent. I guess he knew what he was doing getting me in a
responsive mood. But looking at his swelling I was that already. I wanted his
fuck. It was going to be a new experience, something that would really bring
me  out into the real world...
Having enjoyed the wine Ken complimented me on looking so good in  tight
boxers and said I was a real tease with an ass to die for. Putting the
utensil on a tray he put them aside and closed to me. His hand went down to my
cock and I felt immediately spirited as he slipped down my boxers and put my
offering into his mouth. Having never been sucked be for the feeling was out
of  this world and I felt it growing as he drew it deeper into his mouth,
his  fingers finding my ass underneath. Then he teased and cupped my balls
still  sucking my cock ardently.
Not much was said for the next hour or more. It was all action and I  soon
got the hang of what he wanted to do. It was lovely to feel him exploring
me, slapping my ass and fingering me with plenty of lubricant for easy
insertion. When he asked me to suck him again it was easier this time. I loved
the feel of his cock inside my mouth and aimed to give it of my  best.
After a little sucking I tasted a small blob of his cum on his p-hole  and
sucked it in. I taste the sea, salty and fresh and knew then I would not
have a problem with him cumming in my mouth.
It was so soothing and divine to manipulate and hear his response as  I
cupped and gently squeezed his heavy balls simultaneously .He responded and we
both changed to a sixty nine position to really enjoy the oral delights of
each  other. He whispered my ass was phenomenal and as I enjoyed sucking
him,  experimenting slipping it into my throat, I felt the thrill of being
thoroughly  sucked and licked into my asshole and everything, it was a lovely
sensation and  made me feel once again wanted for the first time with another
guy, which was  very important to me.`
I squeezed his cock repeatedly which he adored asking me to lick his
p-hole and the ridge around the head, He gave me a few more spanks between
sucking my ass and I felt the sensatio0n of slight pain with pleasure. It was so
wonderful and I simply wanted to be all ass for him.
"Do you know something Brian, you are awesome, the way you suck me is  so
divine, I shall want plenty of that. I'll show you how to tie him off so that
 you can enjoy for a while longer until you are ready it to  spunk."
It was all so wonderfully exhilarating when he came up with a red  ribbon
and showed me what to, his cock really primed and standing up to reach  his
navel.
"It's simple, just tie this tightly n a bow around the base of my  shaft
and watch my cock change to blue. Then you can suck for all you are worth
and it is all the more stimulating when you are ready to swallow, just release
 the bow and he will come as strong as you like.
We tried it. I must have sucked his cock for a full fifteen minutes  or
more, I can't remember because I was in my own world. My mouthful was full of
lovely hard throbbing ripe cock teasing my throat, learning how to breathe
between thrusts. I adored his scent and taste which was a real turn on. I
teased  his balls as I sucked relentlessly and he was making all sorts of
appreciative  sounds.
I felt so wonderful and wanted. Now I was with a guy who really led  the
way and I wanted that. I wanted him to master me and take me at will,
whichever way he wanted it. And then I wanted his fuck more than ever, feeling  his
large cock pumping my mouth I was imagining just how good it will feel
stuffed into my ass.
My mouth was numb with working him, my tongue and throat  dry.
"Take a swig of cola Brian and then release the ribbon, and you will
really know just how my cock performs."
He sucked me again and balled me too. It felt like heaven. I loved  this
guy so much.
Releasing the ribbon I expected he would cum into my throat and I was
ready for that. But he yelled that he wanted my ass, that I had spurred him up
so much he was ready for it.
He prompted me to bend over the arm of his lush settee and I was  feeling
like a lamb for slaughter, but it was nice and I wanted to be all ass  for
him. I shuffled myself so I could give Ken the best position to fuck me. He
placed a couple of cushions beneath to raise it higher.
I glanced behind and saw him holding his huge cock upwards, rubbing  it
around my ass cheeks like there was no tomorrow. I heard his breathing become
more strong and loud as he poked his cock into my ass. Working it around my
passage and gradually sliding it into me.
I held my breath and  gritted my teeth, feeling the stretching in my ass as
he started to thrust  wildly.  It hurt like hell at first.  His hands
roughly grasped my thighs working my ass to his needs, slapping me  each time he
thrust and I was yelling.
He was yelling too, about fucking me to the core. Pushing it into me  again
and again; as eventually the pain changed to a sort of wonderfully
soothing numbness which was nice. I began to realize at last had been initiated.
That first fuck over Ken said for me to rest awhile but soon he has me
sucking  off his residue. I closed my eyes and thought, this is it. He took me to
bed and  plied me in all sort s of wonderful, positions until; come the
morning I was  well fucked. Ken brought me breakfast in bed to show how he
appreciated me and  then asked if I would live with him on a permanent basis.
I was so happy. Of course I agreed and I knew from then on there was  going
to be an awful lot of fucking going on. We were made for each other, our
needs and everything.
Ken was my life from then  on...