Bi-Sexual Male / 46
A closely guarded secret of mine is that I have fooled around a lot with guys. Going back to my days hanging around the back yard. I worked construction and hired on with different crews and went from sight to sight and from time to time found a Joe who wanted to fuck. That's my thing, I get horny enough I want to fuck, err, get fucked I don't get on top. I suck cock of course, I always have, it is a foreplay thing, to get him nice and hard.
I am not working as much, I usually get on a crew as a foreman now, but on this particular day I had gone to my daughter's house to help her move. She and her husband are not my types, he is a prick if you ask me and she has become sore of prick herself, it is all this shit nowadays, in my opinion she has the balls not him. I helped her get the heavy stuff into the U-Haul and then unload. Things were getting pretty prickie between them about what went where so I took off and went to the local mall.
I got a cup of coffee and sat in the food court and watched the few people go by. I didn't even notice and a man came up and asked if he could join me and brought his own cup. He worked at the mall in the shoe department at Macy's, an older guy, said he had been in the Coast Guard when he was young, had bummed around and found that sales suited him and he had been selling shoes ever since. It doesn't take long all you have to do is look at their hands, this guy had never held a hammer in his life. His hands were smooth and his nails manicured and his suit fit just right and his shoes were polished and his hair was recently cut, his face was shaved. Like I said it takes about a minute to figure out that this guy had never been outside.
But there are things that you can't control. His hand was right there on the table, and he had on this ring. It wasn't a college ring or anything like that, so I took his hand and picked it up to look at the ring. Never crossed my mind, I held his hand in mine and asked him about the ring and he told me it was his father's, his ring from belonging to this lodge. His hand was smooth, like the backside of a bottom, and I have touched a few. His hand was warm and he let he hold it in my hand. Instinctively because I did not do it on purpose I ran my thumb up and down the back of his hand while I looked at the ring.
His tone changed, I have heard that tone change so many times, he got jovial and started kidding around, touching my hand that was on the table, leaning forward with his hand on my knee, he got so close that all I wanted to do was kiss him right there but I controlled myself. He looked at his watch and told me his lunch was over and he had to go back to work and it was like parting, he touched my hand and told me it was nice meeting me and I said well when did he get off, maybe he wanted to go get a steak or something because I was sort of fed up with eating take out at my daughter's.
He agreed, he got off at seven that night and we agreed to meet at Ryans around then. He showed up, he had changed, his suit was gone, he had on clean tennis shoes, laundry pressed jeans, and a tight polo shirt, his skin white. A sissy guy is what he was. We took our trays and served ourselves and went to eat. We talked about the town and how long he had lived there and he told me that he had found this quaint little house to live in and he had fixed it up and if I wanted to we could go see it after we ate. That house, manicured lawn, little lawn statues everywhere, the house was small but the place was immaculate, clean as a whistle, with nice furniture and pictures of himself on various trips. We toured the house, it was small so it didn't take that long, we were in the kitchen and he just came out and said he could use a kiss.
Well why lie, I am not one that goes for the sissy types but he was all that there was around. I guess we were both hungry and I had to settle him down. He apologized but I said never mind and I grabbed him right there where either he is a man or he is not a man and he was a man all right. Yes I wanted to suck dick right then, I wanted his dick right then. So I pulled him by his dick and sat down on the kitchen chair and I sucked him, because sometimes I really just want to suck dick.
Naked he was so damn white, so smooth, his lips were so hot and his dick was so hard and smooth and his legs were smooth and he felt good to the touch and my dick got hard, rock hard and that day I had the strongest urge to fuck the shit out of him and I did. God damn if we didn't fuck. He liked it and so did I. After the fuck I went and got in the shower and he got in and we jerked each other and kissed, he was really good to kiss and I sucked his dick and licked his ass and fucked him again all wet and slippery against the wall.
I stared out saying that I like go get fucked, I don't get on top. But that night I just needed to fuck, fuck his sissy ass and I did. He jerked me off and sucked me and ate it up, but to tell the truth the hottest thing of all was licking his ass in the shower that night, I had always wanted to do that, lick ass and I did, that night he was willing and I was willing and licking his ass was the cherry on top.
I am not working as much, I usually get on a crew as a foreman now, but on this particular day I had gone to my daughter's house to help her move. She and her husband are not my types, he is a prick if you ask me and she has become sore of prick herself, it is all this shit nowadays, in my opinion she has the balls not him. I helped her get the heavy stuff into the U-Haul and then unload. Things were getting pretty prickie between them about what went where so I took off and went to the local mall.
I got a cup of coffee and sat in the food court and watched the few people go by. I didn't even notice and a man came up and asked if he could join me and brought his own cup. He worked at the mall in the shoe department at Macy's, an older guy, said he had been in the Coast Guard when he was young, had bummed around and found that sales suited him and he had been selling shoes ever since. It doesn't take long all you have to do is look at their hands, this guy had never held a hammer in his life. His hands were smooth and his nails manicured and his suit fit just right and his shoes were polished and his hair was recently cut, his face was shaved. Like I said it takes about a minute to figure out that this guy had never been outside.
But there are things that you can't control. His hand was right there on the table, and he had on this ring. It wasn't a college ring or anything like that, so I took his hand and picked it up to look at the ring. Never crossed my mind, I held his hand in mine and asked him about the ring and he told me it was his father's, his ring from belonging to this lodge. His hand was smooth, like the backside of a bottom, and I have touched a few. His hand was warm and he let he hold it in my hand. Instinctively because I did not do it on purpose I ran my thumb up and down the back of his hand while I looked at the ring.
His tone changed, I have heard that tone change so many times, he got jovial and started kidding around, touching my hand that was on the table, leaning forward with his hand on my knee, he got so close that all I wanted to do was kiss him right there but I controlled myself. He looked at his watch and told me his lunch was over and he had to go back to work and it was like parting, he touched my hand and told me it was nice meeting me and I said well when did he get off, maybe he wanted to go get a steak or something because I was sort of fed up with eating take out at my daughter's.
He agreed, he got off at seven that night and we agreed to meet at Ryans around then. He showed up, he had changed, his suit was gone, he had on clean tennis shoes, laundry pressed jeans, and a tight polo shirt, his skin white. A sissy guy is what he was. We took our trays and served ourselves and went to eat. We talked about the town and how long he had lived there and he told me that he had found this quaint little house to live in and he had fixed it up and if I wanted to we could go see it after we ate. That house, manicured lawn, little lawn statues everywhere, the house was small but the place was immaculate, clean as a whistle, with nice furniture and pictures of himself on various trips. We toured the house, it was small so it didn't take that long, we were in the kitchen and he just came out and said he could use a kiss.
Well why lie, I am not one that goes for the sissy types but he was all that there was around. I guess we were both hungry and I had to settle him down. He apologized but I said never mind and I grabbed him right there where either he is a man or he is not a man and he was a man all right. Yes I wanted to suck dick right then, I wanted his dick right then. So I pulled him by his dick and sat down on the kitchen chair and I sucked him, because sometimes I really just want to suck dick.
Naked he was so damn white, so smooth, his lips were so hot and his dick was so hard and smooth and his legs were smooth and he felt good to the touch and my dick got hard, rock hard and that day I had the strongest urge to fuck the shit out of him and I did. God damn if we didn't fuck. He liked it and so did I. After the fuck I went and got in the shower and he got in and we jerked each other and kissed, he was really good to kiss and I sucked his dick and licked his ass and fucked him again all wet and slippery against the wall.
I stared out saying that I like go get fucked, I don't get on top. But that night I just needed to fuck, fuck his sissy ass and I did. He jerked me off and sucked me and ate it up, but to tell the truth the hottest thing of all was licking his ass in the shower that night, I had always wanted to do that, lick ass and I did, that night he was willing and I was willing and licking his ass was the cherry on top.
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