Date: Mon, 9 Sep 2013 08:53:30 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Bad News is I am Getting Younger, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Fantasy/sci fi

Jeff had one of those cup coffee machines and as he waited for it to signal
that it was ready to brew he slipped off his shirt and grinned wickedly.
This was the first time in a long time that he was in a sexual situation.
He was already hard.  That was encouraging for an old guy he thought.
Grinning wider he slipped out of his pants and kicked off his loafers.  Now
he was only in his boxers.  He hoped the younger guy wouldn't think they
were grandpa-like.

The coffee was ready and he shared the portion between two small espresso
cups and padded to the bedroom.  The door was closed but only partly.  He
kicked it open with his bare foot and there was Bill lying on his back
wearing nothing but a cheeky grin.

"I don't mind if the coffee gets cooler.  Come here Jeff.  I think you need
some loving.  How long has it been for you?  A couple of weeks?  More?"

"More," Jeff husked, "Much more."

Before slipping out of his shorts he looked over the boy on the bed.  His
body shape was model like: narrow waist and broad shoulders.  His chest was
flat with slight development of his pecs but that was balanced with his
strong legs.  (Bicycling around the city, thought Jeff.)  Jeff loved those
hairless balloon thighs and big, well shaped feet.  Bill enjoyed the
scrutiny and his face was cast in an even broader smile.  The kid had
pearly white teeth, not the bleached look, but shiny and natural.  His nose
was not one of those small cutie ones but rather an important full feature
of his face.  He had that kind of wavy, true brown hair that fell into
place by a mere passing of a hand through it.

His body was almost hairless and glowed as if there was light coming from
the inside.  His cock was lying against the flat belly and looked friendly,
not weapon like.

Jeff wasn't into hands but this boy had perfect hands.  The knuckles were
smooth, integrated with the fingers and the hand itself was large.  It was
the hand closest to Jeff that reached out and touched Jeff's rising prick.
It wasn't a grab, it was just a faint stroke and Jeff let out a loud moan,
more than this slight approach might merit.

Bill smiled harder and his one left side dimple appeared.  "You're needy,
aren't you?  Let me help."

Jeff lay down next to Bill as if to offer himself to an ancient sacrifice.

"Don't look so grim, man, I'm not going to hurt you.  I only want to make
friends with your prick."  (Later he told Jim, the gallery guy downstairs,
that you have to put a lot of love into your caressing.  The other person
feels it a hundred times more than just being mechanical.)

Even though Jeff was sliding deep into sex want he still thought that their
roles were reversed.  Doesn't to older guy, who brought his young cruised
kid to his lair, the one who makes the moves?  But soon his brain moved
down from the analytical to the elemental as Bill's smooth hand took Jeff's
cock and held it in a warm tube of his curved fingers.

"Yours is big and fat.  You make mine look pretty small."  But Jeff thought
that this beautiful boy had everything that perfection might endow while
he, Jeff, was the result of what age deducts.  He was once very attractive
and the object to men's attention but those days were gone.

But Bill was whispering as he held the engorging organ.  "I love older guys
in general, but you are so wonderful, I never thought I'd meet anyone like
you."

Jeff's questioning look stirred Bill to continue.  "You seemed surprised.
You face looks strong, I lot better than it probably did at twenty.  And I
love the skin of your body, so many interesting places...and that delicious
slight pot belly! I could kiss it all day."

Bill's hand began to move slightly.  Jeff's breathing deepened and he
reached out toward Bill's cock.  Bill stopped his hands, "This is your
special time.  Do nothing but just feel the love I'm giving you."

Jeff just gave in.  He put his hands behind his neck, the most vulnerable a
man might assume, except, perhaps, ass up.  Bill immediate sighed loudly.
"Oh those fluffy pits.  You are so hot, Dude!"

Meanwhile Jeff felt his prick almost brimming, ready to spill, as if it was
filled with sperm waiting to exit.  But it was not that moment.  It was a
suspended orgasm of feeling.  Bill noticed the goose flesh running up and
down Jeff's chest and stomach and he knew that what he was doing would
cement this gorgeous, mature male to him forever.

Jeff's cock head had come completely out now and it glistened with pre cum.
The odor reached Bill and soon each love gesture he made felt as if it was
occurring on him as well.  It slowed his arm as if he was surrounded by a
thick honey.  He found his eyes were half closed and he had to strive to
keep from falling into a stupor.

Jeff's cock was vibrating slightly and his ball sack had gone from a thin
covering of his plum sized balls to a thicker, corrgated condition.  As
Billy watched the balls positioned themselves on each side of Jeff's shaft.

Jeff's eyes rolled back and his chest puffed out.  Billy could see the
faint movement of his hips as they began a slight fucking motion.  "He's
about to deliver the goods," Bill thought and half of him was reluctant to
end the loving time and part was anxious to give Jeff a strong finish.

"Billy," Jeff spoke, almost in pain, "I love this, but I can't hold back.
You're too expert at this and so hot!  Get me off and then it'll be my
turn.  I'll make you die with pleasure."

Bill nodded and began holding the stiff rod a bit tighter.  That produced
gasps from Jeff.  Then he increased the speed of his stroking.  Jeff's
middle section was rising and he made sounds almost like choking.  Th Bill
leaned forward and with the tip of his tongue between his lips he placed a
dozen short kisses on Jeff's full lips and at the same time he stroked in
unison.

Jeff's thick cream cascaded down his shaft, then another salute squired up
in an arc drenching Bill's hand and some landed on Jeff's lips.  Two more
searing deposits landed on his neck and nipple.  Then quiet.

Bill''s eyes opened fully now, his shiny gray eyes looked worried.  He
realized that Jeff had retreated from the world for a moment, his brain
overstimulated by his ejaculation.

"Nice cum, huh," Billy said to defuse the situation.

Jeff, catching the mood, said, "One more of these and I'm a goner."  Then
lifting his upper body to said, "Lie down you beautiful living statue of
the Greek Boy Athlete and I will give you a little moral oral."

"No sir that's it for today, I have to get on my bike and make more
deliveries.  My work is done Tonto."

And to Jeff's amazement the kid actually dressed quickly, threw him a kiss
and grabbed his messenger bag and headed out.  He mean to make a date to
see him again but it happened too fast.

Jeff stretched luxuriously.  Shit he felt good, even that bad knee was not
bothering him.

"Sex is a great home remedy," he thought and dressed and got busy in the
studio with some project he had neglected this day.

End part Two.