Straight Male / 54
I am traveling today, at an international airport between my city of departure and my next destination. Planned overnight stay. I have been here before.
On a trip to this city several years ago the driver of the hotel car asked me if I wanted entertainment. I decided to let him know what I really wanted. I wasn't interested in boys or girls, which is what he was offering. Lots of men come here for the boys and girls. No what I wanted was to suck a cock. The cock of a real man, not a male prostitute, not some guy making a buck. I wanted to suck a cock of a man my age who liked having his cock sucked by a man my age.
He tried to convince me that there was lots of fun, and not too expensive, he didn't know where to find what I wanted. I said thanks, but he asked, and what I wanted to do was to suck a cock.
Up to that time I had only sucked cock three times. Once when I was eleven and the other boy was 14. Once when I was twelve and I sucked a priest who taught at our school. And once when I was 22 and I sucked the cock of cook at a diner. The first two times I was asked, the third time I asked. Of the three I enjoyed the cook, he was nasty and of some Arab descent, and he liked having his cock sucked. This is what I was looking for during my stay that time. This is what I described to the driver in the car.
On the third day I was there the driver told me that if I was interested, I could meet a man. He would take me to this hotel, and he would give me a key card and if I wanted I would go to the room and the man there would let me suck his cock. He gave me a price, several hundred dollars. He said he had to pay the man, and he had to rent the room, and his time.
I went into the hotel lobby, a small local hotel, and took the elevator to the third floor and went to the room, knocked and let myself in. The man in there was my age, at least. He was unshaven, dark skinned, in a dirty shirt and pants. His shoes were in bad shape. I didn't speak the language and he didn't speak English. I sat on the bed, not a nice bed, and I asked him to come over and lower his zipper. I lowered mine and took out my cock, and I took his cock out of his pants. He was uncut, and his cock smelled, I took it in my hand and pulled the foreskin back and put my mouth on it and started to suck. I did what that cook so long ago had asked me to do, I did the exactly the same thing.
His cock got harder and the more I held it in my hand and he more I sucked him, he got progressively harder. His eyes were hard and he looked at me. I realized I was bumbling fool, this was only my fourth time, and the last time had been over 30 years earlier. I didn't know what I was doing, but he did. He slapped me hard on the face and grabbed my hair and pulled my head back and he ran his cock into my mouth. He was hard now, as he shoved it down my throat. I was gagging, I had to puke. He grabbed my head with both hands and he shoved his cock down my throat. I gagged and started to vomit, his cock was in my throat and I couldn't breathe. The vomit forced me to get away, I vomited, he grabbed my head again and forced his cock down my throat again. To me at that time, his cock seemed to be an elephant's cock, I was breathing hard through my nose, and he was fucking my throat, he had one hand behind my head and the other had my hair in his hand. Out of nowhere I ejaculated.
He got angry, and he pushed my head down into the carpet where the cum had landed and rubbed my face in it. He picked me up by the hair and walked me around the bed and pushed me on the bed. He reached to take my clothes off. I didn't want him tearing my shirt, so I took it off, my pants and shorts and my sox, I lay back totally naked. He went around to the foot of the bed and grabbed my ankles and I helped him pull me down until my ass was on the edge of the bed. He raised my legs and pushed them back over my head. He licked his finger and shoved it in my ass, he coughed up some mucus and rubbed it on my ass and put his cock against me and leaned down and I felt his cock go in.
Some pain, lots of fear, taste of vomit in my mouth, he leaned down on me until his face was over mine and started to drop spit on my face, I got slapped hard for moving my face, his cock was so deep in me I thought he was going to tear me, he opened his mouth to show me what he wanted. He coughed up some more mucus and dropped it into my mouth, then he clamped his hand over my mouth until I swallowed it. He set about to fuck me, in and out, lots of pain, pain in my ass and rectum, pain in my back from pushing my legs back over my head, my face hurt from being slapped, he held my ankles and opened my legs a bit and I could see my useless cock, just lying there, totally limp, no life in it. But my ass was on fire, I had what had to have been a dry orgasm, and then he finished pumping his stuff into me.
This is why I come here, not for the boys or girls, but to feel the pain. It is worth every cent.
On a trip to this city several years ago the driver of the hotel car asked me if I wanted entertainment. I decided to let him know what I really wanted. I wasn't interested in boys or girls, which is what he was offering. Lots of men come here for the boys and girls. No what I wanted was to suck a cock. The cock of a real man, not a male prostitute, not some guy making a buck. I wanted to suck a cock of a man my age who liked having his cock sucked by a man my age.
He tried to convince me that there was lots of fun, and not too expensive, he didn't know where to find what I wanted. I said thanks, but he asked, and what I wanted to do was to suck a cock.
Up to that time I had only sucked cock three times. Once when I was eleven and the other boy was 14. Once when I was twelve and I sucked a priest who taught at our school. And once when I was 22 and I sucked the cock of cook at a diner. The first two times I was asked, the third time I asked. Of the three I enjoyed the cook, he was nasty and of some Arab descent, and he liked having his cock sucked. This is what I was looking for during my stay that time. This is what I described to the driver in the car.
On the third day I was there the driver told me that if I was interested, I could meet a man. He would take me to this hotel, and he would give me a key card and if I wanted I would go to the room and the man there would let me suck his cock. He gave me a price, several hundred dollars. He said he had to pay the man, and he had to rent the room, and his time.
I went into the hotel lobby, a small local hotel, and took the elevator to the third floor and went to the room, knocked and let myself in. The man in there was my age, at least. He was unshaven, dark skinned, in a dirty shirt and pants. His shoes were in bad shape. I didn't speak the language and he didn't speak English. I sat on the bed, not a nice bed, and I asked him to come over and lower his zipper. I lowered mine and took out my cock, and I took his cock out of his pants. He was uncut, and his cock smelled, I took it in my hand and pulled the foreskin back and put my mouth on it and started to suck. I did what that cook so long ago had asked me to do, I did the exactly the same thing.
His cock got harder and the more I held it in my hand and he more I sucked him, he got progressively harder. His eyes were hard and he looked at me. I realized I was bumbling fool, this was only my fourth time, and the last time had been over 30 years earlier. I didn't know what I was doing, but he did. He slapped me hard on the face and grabbed my hair and pulled my head back and he ran his cock into my mouth. He was hard now, as he shoved it down my throat. I was gagging, I had to puke. He grabbed my head with both hands and he shoved his cock down my throat. I gagged and started to vomit, his cock was in my throat and I couldn't breathe. The vomit forced me to get away, I vomited, he grabbed my head again and forced his cock down my throat again. To me at that time, his cock seemed to be an elephant's cock, I was breathing hard through my nose, and he was fucking my throat, he had one hand behind my head and the other had my hair in his hand. Out of nowhere I ejaculated.
He got angry, and he pushed my head down into the carpet where the cum had landed and rubbed my face in it. He picked me up by the hair and walked me around the bed and pushed me on the bed. He reached to take my clothes off. I didn't want him tearing my shirt, so I took it off, my pants and shorts and my sox, I lay back totally naked. He went around to the foot of the bed and grabbed my ankles and I helped him pull me down until my ass was on the edge of the bed. He raised my legs and pushed them back over my head. He licked his finger and shoved it in my ass, he coughed up some mucus and rubbed it on my ass and put his cock against me and leaned down and I felt his cock go in.
Some pain, lots of fear, taste of vomit in my mouth, he leaned down on me until his face was over mine and started to drop spit on my face, I got slapped hard for moving my face, his cock was so deep in me I thought he was going to tear me, he opened his mouth to show me what he wanted. He coughed up some more mucus and dropped it into my mouth, then he clamped his hand over my mouth until I swallowed it. He set about to fuck me, in and out, lots of pain, pain in my ass and rectum, pain in my back from pushing my legs back over my head, my face hurt from being slapped, he held my ankles and opened my legs a bit and I could see my useless cock, just lying there, totally limp, no life in it. But my ass was on fire, I had what had to have been a dry orgasm, and then he finished pumping his stuff into me.
This is why I come here, not for the boys or girls, but to feel the pain. It is worth every cent.
