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Gay Stories
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Bi-Sexual Male / 57
One Occasion When Thing Worked Out
Taking some time to pass on an occasion where things worked out. I am in the deep closet, and have had to been very careful all my life about enjoying my time with a man. I have always been the bottom and enjoy kissing, fondling, just being nude together, anal sex, some golden shower play, rimming, both giving and receiving. I have always been attracted to men of substance, preferring in the closet tops who need to work out their frustrations. So I have had to be careful, enjoying my time when I am on the road. My work has had me travel across the seas and every corner of the country.
On this particular occasion I was in town for a couple of days to meet with counterparts and discuss contractual matters. I had arrived on Sunday and decided to sit out by the pool. A man was swimming laps, he had very good style. When he got out of the pool I assessed him to be sixty or thereabouts. As is the case many times I made eye contact and smiled and he came and sat beside me. I was 36 at the time and in very good shape. We ordered a drink from the attendant, he was a local who had a membership at the hotel and worked out there and liked to swim. There was obvious chemistry and I told him the room I was in and he offered to show me around the gym and tennis courts.
We went into the dressing room and talked while he changed. He had no problem getting out of his swimming trunks and showering while I was there. After dressing we walked around the facilities and the tennis courts before heading up to my room. From the veranda we could look out at the pool and the extensive country club type facilities. I offered to give him a massage and he took off his shirt and I rubbed his shoulders, reaching over and massaging his chest and paying attention to his nipples. Once on the bed I helped him with his shoes and unzipped his pants and gave him the best oral treatment I could. He arched as I took off his pants and boxers and he lay before me naked. I undressed and with his hand on my cock we kissed deeply and were ready to have sex.
The thing about men like him is that they are totally comfortable with themselves, they have sex for the shear pleasure of it and that is what I wanted too. When half way thru the lovemaking he excused himself to relieve himself I went with him and offered to hold his cock for him and after he was done I sat on the side of tub and sucked that last golden drops out of him. He liked that. I suggested a shower and we lathered each other up, I got on my knees and gave him a rimming while he leaned against the wall, he turned and asked me to open my mouth and he emptied that last of bladder into my mouth, I smiled and swallowed.
We spent a long time on the bed just kissing and touching, he told me that he wanted to last as long as possible, and I agreed. I rimmed him again, and only when I felt he just needed to get on with business I laid back and let him enjoy himself in me. He was very experienced, taking his time and using his penis for his pleasure and mine, until it was just that time when he had to let himself cum. And he fell to the side exhausted in his moment. I jerked myself against him and he let me cum on his cock.
Men like him are not easy to find, men who have experience and enjoy spending time having sex and open to anything. Men who know who they are, rich enough to not care, spending time with a guest in a hotel room. After he left I never saw him again, I took care of the purpose of my trip and never returned to that particular city. But the memories of that Sunday afternoon are still with me. They are worth remembering.
On this particular occasion I was in town for a couple of days to meet with counterparts and discuss contractual matters. I had arrived on Sunday and decided to sit out by the pool. A man was swimming laps, he had very good style. When he got out of the pool I assessed him to be sixty or thereabouts. As is the case many times I made eye contact and smiled and he came and sat beside me. I was 36 at the time and in very good shape. We ordered a drink from the attendant, he was a local who had a membership at the hotel and worked out there and liked to swim. There was obvious chemistry and I told him the room I was in and he offered to show me around the gym and tennis courts.
We went into the dressing room and talked while he changed. He had no problem getting out of his swimming trunks and showering while I was there. After dressing we walked around the facilities and the tennis courts before heading up to my room. From the veranda we could look out at the pool and the extensive country club type facilities. I offered to give him a massage and he took off his shirt and I rubbed his shoulders, reaching over and massaging his chest and paying attention to his nipples. Once on the bed I helped him with his shoes and unzipped his pants and gave him the best oral treatment I could. He arched as I took off his pants and boxers and he lay before me naked. I undressed and with his hand on my cock we kissed deeply and were ready to have sex.
The thing about men like him is that they are totally comfortable with themselves, they have sex for the shear pleasure of it and that is what I wanted too. When half way thru the lovemaking he excused himself to relieve himself I went with him and offered to hold his cock for him and after he was done I sat on the side of tub and sucked that last golden drops out of him. He liked that. I suggested a shower and we lathered each other up, I got on my knees and gave him a rimming while he leaned against the wall, he turned and asked me to open my mouth and he emptied that last of bladder into my mouth, I smiled and swallowed.
We spent a long time on the bed just kissing and touching, he told me that he wanted to last as long as possible, and I agreed. I rimmed him again, and only when I felt he just needed to get on with business I laid back and let him enjoy himself in me. He was very experienced, taking his time and using his penis for his pleasure and mine, until it was just that time when he had to let himself cum. And he fell to the side exhausted in his moment. I jerked myself against him and he let me cum on his cock.
Men like him are not easy to find, men who have experience and enjoy spending time having sex and open to anything. Men who know who they are, rich enough to not care, spending time with a guest in a hotel room. After he left I never saw him again, I took care of the purpose of my trip and never returned to that particular city. But the memories of that Sunday afternoon are still with me. They are worth remembering.
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