Motel Work

Working at a motel putting in new electrical connections, I entered a room thinking it was empty. In fact there were two men inside, and the older man was fucking his younger friend.

I said sorry and was about to leave, when the older guy asked me with a concerned voice, if I wanted a blow job.
To this day I'm not sure why as a married heterosexual man I didn't just walk out, but I didn't.

Instead I walked over to the bed they were on, and watched intently as he re continued to fuck his friend.
Telling me to feed him my cock, I lowered my work shorts and surprised myself by how erect my cock was, then let the younger guy suck in my dick.
It had been some time since I'd had any kind of sex, other than a right hand shuffle. So feeling his wonderful hot wet mouth giving me such a fantastic thrill, I began to enjoy and accept the fact I was having sex with a male.
I briefly thought of my non sexual wife, but soon re focused on the mouth of the young man and began fucking it.

The older man after a few minutes, mentioned they had condoms.

It didn't seem at that point too much of a stretch to fuck him. After all I'd fucked women's assholes in the past, including my wife's before she gave up on sex.

We exchanged positions and I realised my cock was much larger than the older mans. I put on the condom he gave me, stretching it, and after a bit of shuffling about, my cock finally slid up the young guys ass.

There was to me, absolutely no difference in fucking a guys ass to fucking a woman's. So I lost all of my inhibitions and fucked him just as hard if not harder and deeper than I had any woman.

I didn't know either of the men, but by the time I was ready to cum, I just didn't care.
The older man was encouraging me to fuck him hard. He kept on telling me to drive my cock hard up 'Sonny', and I definitely enjoyed fucking the young guy until my cock erupted inside of him. Pulling out, I was about to remove the filled condom and throw it in the bin.
But the older man had me give it to his fuck friend. He lifted it up and drank every drop he could squeeze out of it.
I got myself together, thanked the men and left the room.
As I was about to close the door, I turned to see the older man sliding his cock back into his lover.

I worked in another two rooms renewing the electrics, then went to reception. Speaking to the owner I told him I'd get back to number 11, as there was someone in it. Not looking up, he said "Oh yeh, I forgot about Hal and his son".
I instantly thought to myself 'No wonder he was quick to have me involved, and fucking the young guy'. I could hardly go and tell anyone in future, could I.

The following day number 11 was empty and clean. I was a little sad about it. Not because I was going to say anything about knowing they were father and son, but because I wanted to fuck the young guy again.

The motel episode has had a very positive effect on what was my non existent sex life.
I joined a gay hook up site, and after posting pictures of myself erect, I got plenty of replies from younger guys who liked the look of my eight inch cock.

So far and it's only been ten months, I've met and fucked seven different guys, some multiple times. Plus and this was by pure chance only a few weeks ago. A neighbors son asked me if I knew of any way he could earn some cash. He'd caught me on my way to meet another young guy for car sex.
Thinking on my feet and having suspected for a while he was gay, I told him he could ways always clear my garden and drive of leaves and snow. And if he wanted to, my balls of cum.

His smile told me I was correct and I didn't bother going for my meet as he replied 'How about now'. Corey, who's just turned eighteen, and I have been fucking at every opportunity since.

The motel started my love of gay sex, and I've used the motel a few times to fuck guys. The owner doesn't even charge me now, as I often fix things for him when I'm there. He knows I'm fucking guys in his rooms, but like Hal and his son, the owner couldn't care less.