Straight Male / 46
I had a trip out of town, and stayed at a Holiday Inn downtown. After work, I went back and had dinner alone in the restaurant, and went back to my room. After a while of watching nothing on TV I went down to the bar and asked for a beer and started watching the baseball game.
A guy about my age sat down beside me and struck up a conversation. He told me he had seen me at dinner and what a bummer it was to eat alone. He ordered a beer and we talked about the game on the TV and he asked me what I was doing in town, and he told me why he was there, all small talk. The one thing that was different was that he was sitting up close beside me.
Without any warning he put his hand on me and grabbed my crotch. He grabbed it hard and told me in a real quiet voice that it was a shame to be alone, all the time he was massaging and grabbing my dick. He invited me to his room, offered me a drink of whiskey, and told me that if I could get a hard on he would give me the best blow job of my life.
You know, sitting there at that empty bar, it was pretty dark and he was holding my dick in his hand squeezing it, it felt real good, it felt so darned good, and I could feel his breath on my neck as he talked to me and asked me to go have a drink with him, if I didn't like it no harm done.
We left the bar and crossed the parking lot to his room, he closed the curtains and served us both a glass of whiskey straight up, when he gave me the glass he moved in real close and grabbed me by my dick again and told me he really wanted to give me a blow job. He sat down on the bed and lowered my zipper and opened my pants and started sucking on my dick. There I was standing there in this room with this gray haired man sucking my dick. He worked it and soon he had me getting an erection.
The he stood up and took out his dick, which was evil looking, dark skinned uncut hairy meaty dick. He said to me that now I was going to make papa happy, and I was going to suck his dick and he wanted me to make him feel that the only reason I was born was to suck his dick.
He sat down and pulled my pants to the floor and told me take off my shoes and get naked, He took off his pants and stood naked in front of me, with his belly sticking out from under his undershirt. He had worked his dick into a hard on and pulled the foreskin back and told me to start sucking. That I was going to suck him dry. At the age of 55 I sucked my first dick. The more I sucked it the more I liked it, he kept rubbing my face and my hair while I sucked on his dick. I would run my tongue up and down and all over the head of his dick, flicking it in and out of his piss hole. He was hard, real hard, and my poor dick was limp.
He stopped me sucking and told me to get up on the bed and lay back and open my legs, he put his face between my legs and licked and kissed my asshole. He liked it hard, getting his tongue into every part of my hole, he looked up at me and told me to get ready because I was going to rim him too. Then he was going to fuck me.
He quit licking my asshole, but not before sticking his finger in me, all the way up to his knuckle. The he laid back and spread his legs and told me to rim him, but rim him good, to suck his dick and rim him, he wanted to feel my tongue in his ass, that by the time I was done he wanted the cleanest asshole in town. You know by then, I wanted to rim him, I just had the nastiest desire to just rim him, and I put my face down between his ass cheeks and started to lick and kiss and suck on his asshole. The taste was bitter, but the more I rimmed him the better it felt. His dick was hard, and I went from sucking him hard to rimming him, then all of a sudden he said he was ready to fuck me before he lost it and came.
He was quick, he got some lotion he had left on the dresser and swabbed my ass and his dick and I got down on all fours and spread my knees and he got up to me pressing his dick against me and he told me it was going to hurt but it was going to the best pain I ever felt. And then before I could get ready for it, he shoved his dick into my asshole, and shoved again and again until I could feel his balls against my butt. The pain was real, but the pleasure was intense, he started to fuck and fuck, and all I could do was endure and enjoy. Then he stopped and he started to cum and he came inside of my asshole until he couldn't cum any more, and he slid it out, slowly and the feeling of his dick sliding out was almost unbearably the best feeling I had ever experienced.
After he was out I tried to stand, but I couldn't, my butt still felt like he was inside of me, and I could feel the wetness between my cheeks. I squeezed my cheeks together, like trying to hold in his cum. He was laying there on the bed, naked except for his tshirt, with his gut sticking out and his dick all limp and wet. That view of him, that moment when he was lying on the bed, is the memory I have of that night.
He told me I was a natural bottom, and he would fuck me any day. He told me to get a couple of viagras and be ready the next time, because a fucking like that usually made for a good masturbation afterwards.
I would like to have this happen again, but I don't travel that much and don't know how to go about finding someone who would be into spending time with a mid fifties government auditor.
A guy about my age sat down beside me and struck up a conversation. He told me he had seen me at dinner and what a bummer it was to eat alone. He ordered a beer and we talked about the game on the TV and he asked me what I was doing in town, and he told me why he was there, all small talk. The one thing that was different was that he was sitting up close beside me.
Without any warning he put his hand on me and grabbed my crotch. He grabbed it hard and told me in a real quiet voice that it was a shame to be alone, all the time he was massaging and grabbing my dick. He invited me to his room, offered me a drink of whiskey, and told me that if I could get a hard on he would give me the best blow job of my life.
You know, sitting there at that empty bar, it was pretty dark and he was holding my dick in his hand squeezing it, it felt real good, it felt so darned good, and I could feel his breath on my neck as he talked to me and asked me to go have a drink with him, if I didn't like it no harm done.
We left the bar and crossed the parking lot to his room, he closed the curtains and served us both a glass of whiskey straight up, when he gave me the glass he moved in real close and grabbed me by my dick again and told me he really wanted to give me a blow job. He sat down on the bed and lowered my zipper and opened my pants and started sucking on my dick. There I was standing there in this room with this gray haired man sucking my dick. He worked it and soon he had me getting an erection.
The he stood up and took out his dick, which was evil looking, dark skinned uncut hairy meaty dick. He said to me that now I was going to make papa happy, and I was going to suck his dick and he wanted me to make him feel that the only reason I was born was to suck his dick.
He sat down and pulled my pants to the floor and told me take off my shoes and get naked, He took off his pants and stood naked in front of me, with his belly sticking out from under his undershirt. He had worked his dick into a hard on and pulled the foreskin back and told me to start sucking. That I was going to suck him dry. At the age of 55 I sucked my first dick. The more I sucked it the more I liked it, he kept rubbing my face and my hair while I sucked on his dick. I would run my tongue up and down and all over the head of his dick, flicking it in and out of his piss hole. He was hard, real hard, and my poor dick was limp.
He stopped me sucking and told me to get up on the bed and lay back and open my legs, he put his face between my legs and licked and kissed my asshole. He liked it hard, getting his tongue into every part of my hole, he looked up at me and told me to get ready because I was going to rim him too. Then he was going to fuck me.
He quit licking my asshole, but not before sticking his finger in me, all the way up to his knuckle. The he laid back and spread his legs and told me to rim him, but rim him good, to suck his dick and rim him, he wanted to feel my tongue in his ass, that by the time I was done he wanted the cleanest asshole in town. You know by then, I wanted to rim him, I just had the nastiest desire to just rim him, and I put my face down between his ass cheeks and started to lick and kiss and suck on his asshole. The taste was bitter, but the more I rimmed him the better it felt. His dick was hard, and I went from sucking him hard to rimming him, then all of a sudden he said he was ready to fuck me before he lost it and came.
He was quick, he got some lotion he had left on the dresser and swabbed my ass and his dick and I got down on all fours and spread my knees and he got up to me pressing his dick against me and he told me it was going to hurt but it was going to the best pain I ever felt. And then before I could get ready for it, he shoved his dick into my asshole, and shoved again and again until I could feel his balls against my butt. The pain was real, but the pleasure was intense, he started to fuck and fuck, and all I could do was endure and enjoy. Then he stopped and he started to cum and he came inside of my asshole until he couldn't cum any more, and he slid it out, slowly and the feeling of his dick sliding out was almost unbearably the best feeling I had ever experienced.
After he was out I tried to stand, but I couldn't, my butt still felt like he was inside of me, and I could feel the wetness between my cheeks. I squeezed my cheeks together, like trying to hold in his cum. He was laying there on the bed, naked except for his tshirt, with his gut sticking out and his dick all limp and wet. That view of him, that moment when he was lying on the bed, is the memory I have of that night.
He told me I was a natural bottom, and he would fuck me any day. He told me to get a couple of viagras and be ready the next time, because a fucking like that usually made for a good masturbation afterwards.
I would like to have this happen again, but I don't travel that much and don't know how to go about finding someone who would be into spending time with a mid fifties government auditor.
