Date: Wed, 23 Oct 2002 02:49:04 +0000
From: Franklin Pangborn <franklinpangborn@hotmail.com>
Subject: In-praise-of-older-men

My father had been given a job in one of the many american oil companies
that came to set up business in Venezuela, and we had moved from
Bakersfield.  I was a couple of months away of my 16th birthday on the 5th
of July last year.  That is Independence day in this country and it had
fallen on a Friday.  That meant everyone who could had skipped town for a
long weekend at the beach or the mountains.  This wasn't my luck, as my
father diligently worked even on the holidays, and I was left to "celebrate"
in our apartment.  I decided to go down to the pool early that day.  The
place was deserted so I had it to myself.  I took a quick dip, but decided
to take some sun on one of the lounge chairs.  I dozed of for a while, and
was awakened by the splash of a body hitting water.  I couldn't tell who had
dived in, but I looked up and quickly recognized Mr. Perez from 10B standing
from across the other side.  He quickly looked away from me, but all in
vain:  From the way the guys in the pool acted and pointed at his window, I
could tell that most everyone in the apartment complex knew that Mr. Perez
used to use binoculars to peer from his apartment window at people using the
pool.  And his peeping would increase proportionately to the number of boys
who were using the pool.  This was the first time I saw him using the pool,
so it was probably the first time he was getting a closer look.  I was both
intrigued and flattered.  I was very shy for two reasons.  My Spanish was
not good enough to make really good friends in this country, and I've always
had a complex about the size of my dick.  In the lockers I always noticed
guys were bigger than I was.  And even Jorge, the classroom fairy was bigger
than me.  Being sort of an outcast, I had made friends with Jorge, and in my
permanent virginal horny state I had been able to sleep over at his house
once and had masturbated with him.  He had even given me my first and only
blowjob to date, but he had shied away from letting me fuck his ass.

So catching Mr. Perez checking me out put all kinds of ideas in my head.  I
wondered what it would be like if he gave me a blowjob.  This kind of
shocked me, 'cause he could have easily been a bit older than my father who
was 41.  He was good looking, but nothing like the object of my fantasies.
I was kind of getting double signals at the time:  Sure I thought Britney
Spears was sexy and I had jerked off in the bathroom thinking of some of the
girls at school.  But every now and then I'd get horny thinking about the
guys and wondering what their cocks looked like inside their jeans.  And I
liked leafing through my kid sisters fan magazines, checking the guys out.
The first time I came I creamed all over a photograph of bare-chested NSYNC.
I threw the magazine down the garbage chute.  She looked for it for weeks.

I sat up in the lounge chair.  Mr. Perez quickly looked my way and waved as
if he had just noticed me.  He was almost bald, had a thick mustache, and a
very well defined body, neatly covered with black hairs, ever so slightly
peppered with gray.  He wore boxer shorts.  He said something in Spanish to
the man in the pool, and sat down in a chair across from me.  I looked at
the guy in the pool and noticed he must have been the same age as Perez if
not older.  I wondered if he and Mr. Perez jerked each other off or maybe
even kissed.  I laughed at the thought of these old guys kissing.  It was a
weird image.

The guy in the pool jumped out of the pool just where I was sitting and told
me hello in Spanish and some other words.  I immediately noticed that this
guy was tall, stocky, and had a slight beer belly, and was wearing a bikini
brief that he must have bought the year I was born.  Not a very appealing
set up at all.  But I was mesmerized by the huge bulge the brief was
confining.  I gulped and fumbled with the little Spanish I knew, and he
quickly  broke out in English with a very thick accent.  He asked me if I
was American, and we introduced ourselves.  His name was Diego and he ran a
used-bookstore downtown.  I looked over at Perez on the other side who was
looking at us not very pleased.  He approached as Diego and I kept talking.
He introduced himself politely as Carlos and spoke in Spanish to Diego,
probably asking him to leave me alone.  I imagined Diego wanted to pick me
up, and Mr. Perez didn't want any of it since we lived in the same apartment
building.  I smiled at the thought that two men might be attracted to me,
and quickly gave Diego's genitals a peek.  His cock was slumped to one side,
the cock head clearly defined behind the tight fabric. He was huge.  Then I
remembered my own pitiful smallness and decided I didn't want to match up
with this guy, so I got up and told Diego I was going up because I was
thirsty.  He looked disappointed but quickly offered me a beer at Mr.
Perez's apartment.  He had hit on another weak spot of mine.  I accepted,
wrapped our towels around us and headed for the elevator.  We pressed the
button, but were surprised when the old lady that lived across from Perez
came out.  She saw the three of us, and gave Perez a nasty look.  Perez gave
the same look to Diego as we stepped in the elevator, and I could tell he
was in a spot and that the old lady suspected of his sexual activities.
Diego shrugged him off with a gesture, and I let out a roaring laugh at the
situation.  They both looked at me puzzled.  I told Diego:

"I think the old lady believes Perez is a fag and he's trying to seduce me"

Diego laughed and translated to Perez.  This only made him worry more, and
by the time we reached the apartment door he was practically mad.  He
obviously thought the whole thing wasn't a good idea.

Diego sadly translated "Carlos says he's sorry but maybe you should go home.
  He doesn't want people getting the wrong idea."

But by now I was excited to the point of no return.  I told Diego to tell
Carlos not to worry about the old lady, that all I wanted was the beer.
Diego translated and Carlos looked at me with a resigned face.  He opened
the door and I walked in first.  As I walked past Diego I boldly winked at
him.  He grinned wide, and winked back.

As Diego and I settled in the living room sofa, Carlos walked into the
kitchen to get the beers.  "Just let me get this straight, before Carlos
comes back.  You've had sex with guys before?"

"All the time, man." I lied.  "Are you guys fags?"

Diego laughed.  "Yes, if you want to put it that way.  You're one cute guy.
You must get plenty of action.  You a top or a bottom?"

I looked at him with such a puzzled face that he laughed out loud.  "If you
like fucking guys up the ass you're a top.  If you like dicks in you, you're
a bottom.  Carlos is a bottom, he loves me to fuck him with my big sausage"

With that he unwrapped the towel and grabbed his front bulge.  At this point
I had no idea how to answer, but Carlos saved the day by interrupting with a
tray and three beer bottles.  He waked in front of Diego to place the tray
on the coffee table, and I saw as Diego extended his arm and grabbed Carlos'
ass as he was still inclined.  He leapt abruptly and uttered one of the
Spanish expletives I had learned all too well in the short time I'd been in
the country.  I was ion back of him as he argued with Diego.  I got bold and
stood up, and also placed my hand on his ass cheek.  Carlos quickly turned
around and I winked at him.  He turned to Diego who quickly hugged him and
kissed him running his hands down Carlos' back and into his shorts holding
on firmly to both cheeks.  I got a hard-on at the sight.  Carlos' moaned
deeply and I saw one of Diego's hands was in the middle of Carlo's butt, no
doubt sticking a finger into his ass.  Diego opened his eyes, looked at me
from behind Carlos and told me to undress.  My usual shyness prevented me
from such a display, but I shoved my hands down front of my trunks and
started slowly stroking my dick.

Diego took his hands out of Carlo's shorts and proceeded to pull them down,
revealing a firm, round, hairy ass.  He turned Carlos around to face me and
his erection started bobbing in front of me while he wiggled and pressed his
butt up against Diego.  Carlos' dick was about 6 and a half inches, not much
larger than mine, jutting straight out at me.  Diego wrapped his hand around
Carlos and took hold of the penis, and started playing with it, stroking it
and rubbing his palm all over the head.  "Suck his dick" he told me.  I
froze.  Diego saw through my inexperience and took the hand that had been
fondling Carlo's dick and stroked my cheek with it, then put a finger up to
my nostril so I could smell Carlo's ripe maleness.  He traced my lips with
his fingers, and I instinctively licked it.  He began to moan as I sucked on
his fingers and he began pressing harder against Carlos pushing his cock
into my face.  I grabbed Carlos' penis, stroked it a couple of times, and
then guided it into my mouth.  I started to suck on it.  Carlos put his hand
on my shoulder, and would occasionally shove into me, making me gag.  Diego
walked from Carlos and peeled down his brief.  His huge dick stood freely in
the air, some 9 inches of the thickest cock I'd ever imagined erect,
slightly pointing downward.  He approached us again and stood next to
Carlos, hip to hip.  He stroked my hair as I sucked on Carlo, and before he
could ask me, I abandoned Carlo's dick and took hold of Diego's monster
snake, sucking on it.  I tried taking it as far as I could but I gagged, and
had to concentrate on licking around the head.  It was a beautiful piece of
meat.  Carlos knelt next to me and took Diego's cock away from me.  He
slowly took it in his mouth, but I saw in wonder as the penis disappeared
completely into Carlo's face, until his nose was touching Diego's abundant
curly pubes.  I got up and slid down my trunks, and stood up next to Diego,
not minding getting dwarfed by this giant man.  Diego grabbed my hip and
hugged me next to him.  He then began stroking my back and making his way
down to my ass.  I got nervous when he began probing his finger inside my
crack.  He pushed a finger inside and I yelped.  He laughed and asked me to
calm down.  Carlos decided to taste some young American dick and I closed my
eyes enthralled at the sensation of the expert mouth on my dick and the
finger invading my ass.

Diego took the finger out of my ass, and I opened my eyes.  I saw as he
sniffed on the finger got serious and proclaimed "You're still a virgin!".
My eyes opened wide at his expertise and my jaw dropped in naïve amazement.
He pointed the finger at me and laughed at me.  I was beginning to get mad,
but he quickly grabbed me by the back of the neck and kissed me.  His tongue
explored my mouth.  I reciprocated the best I could.  I then felt my orgasm
coming forth.  I stopped to warn him, and he said it was Ok.  I shot my load
into Carlo's mouth who received it with moans of satisfaction.

"Do you want to see how two guys fuck?"  Diego asked

I moaned affirmatively.  We stood up and went into the bedroom.  Carlos got
on to the bed first and assumed doggy position.  Diego took some Vaseline
from the bed table drawer and began applying it on his huge penis.  He got
behind Carlos and began slipping it slowly into his butt.  Carlos' face
would switch quickly from pain to satisfaction and back again.  He was
cursing in Spanish and at the same time he'd smile.  Again, Diego's huge
dick completely disappeared into Carlo's body this time from the rear.  My
cock was once more standing in attention and I was sitting in an armchair,
stroking away at the sexy show in front of me.  Carlos looked at me and
spoke to me.  I needed no translation from Diego.  I got up and positioned
myself in front of Carlo's so he could suck me again.  He seemed as
insatiable as I was.

Diego grabbed me again to push our faces together and we kissed some more.
After a very short while of vigorous thrusting he pushed me away and said he
was about to cum.  He pushed deep into Carlos' ass and let out a deep sigh.
I imagined his cock shooting jets of sperm into Carlos. He gasped and
shuddered as he pressed tightly against Carlos.  He then dismounted him, and
noticed me wanking my dick wildly.  He got up to me, pushed my hand off my
dick and made me lie down face up on the bed next to Carlos, who reclined
over me to begin kissing me.  At the same time I felt  Diego sucking my
cock.

"Franklin, your cock is delicious."  Diego stopped to say.  "You ever fucked
a man?  Do you want to stick it in my ass to make me happy?".

Diego lay down on his back at the edge of the bed and opened his legs wide
inserting a couple of fingers in his ass.  I positioned myself in front of
him and smeared some jelly on my dick.  I pushed all the way into him.

"Ooh, you little son-of-a bitch!  That's good! Fuck your papi hard!"

Carlos had gotten up and had retrieved a digital camera and began snapping
away at me fucking Diego.  I didn't know what excited me more.  The heat of
his ass engulfing my cock, or the pleasure he seemed to be getting from my
thrusting.  I would have liked to try other positions, but the excitement of
this first fuck was too much, and I shot my load inside Diego's ass, while
Carlos snapped away, stroking his cock whenever he could.

I got up, knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth.  While I
bobbed up and down on Carlo's meat, Diego was preparing a surprise attack on
my rear.  He spread my ass cheeks apart and started licking my ass.  It felt
fantastic, and he alternated by sticking a finger in. Carlos was moaning
louder and starting to curse, so I knew he was about to cum.  I sucked
faster and quickly received a load of creamy man-juice in my mouth.  I was
so distracted with the taste that I had not noticed Diego had stopped
licking my asshole.  By the time I looked behind me, it was too late:  Diego
was grabbing my hips and positioning his monster dick at my ass.

"Wait, I don't think I..." my plea was interrupted by my own shout, as the
thick cock spread my tender ass wide and slowly inched in.  "Stop, it
hurts".

"It's OK Frank, in a minute it won't hurt anymore" Diego said.

True to his expert knowledge, the pain slowly went away and I even got a
hard-on as Diego pumped his thick salami in and out of my ass.  He rode me
this way for some time, but we disengaged to move onto the bed, where he got
on his back and got me to climb over him and sit on his dick.  I squirmed
around impaled on his penis and started masturbating while he slid in and
out of me.  I came again, this time all over his stomach.  As I'd already
tasted Carlos' cum, I was curious to compare it with mine.  I slid off
Diego's dick and began licking my sperm off his belly.  He began jerking
himself off, and asked me to kiss him.  We rolled over while we kissed, and
when he felt himself on the brink, Diego positioned his cock up to my face
so I could see his cum explode out of the tip and let it splatter freely on
my face.

The next day, Carlo's invited me over to see the pictures he'd taken.  It
was cool seeing myself engaged in sexual acts with these two men, and the
sight of me getting fucked by Diego got me horny as hell.  Needless to say,
we did more than just view photographs, and Carlo taught me just about
everything I know about giving and getting pleasure from a man.