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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 66
I Keep This Memory Close, I Hope You Enjoy It As Much As I
A few weeks before graduation I went on my first out of town interview, paid for by the company I went to work for. They had a downtown office and I stayed at the Embarcadero Hyatt. I had a room, and an open account for incidentals. I had never been is a hotel like that. It was a busy Thursday when I arrived. Through my eyes I saw all those people in suits and nice clothes. I did not know it when I checked in, but there was this Feminist Convention going on. The hotel was full of Feminist types, lots of lesbians, well pretty much all of them were lesbians. The west coast was ground zero for that.
I went down to the coffee shot to get something to eat, the line waiting on tables was long. The noise in the lobby was high and I waited. A man walked up to me, he was in a suit and had a newspaper in his hand. "Son I've got room, come and join me" and I was seated at his table towards the back of the restaurant. To me he was old, not grandpa old, but dad old. He said his name was Tom and he was in town from Pittsburg. He observed, in fact he is the one that pointed out, that this was the Feminist convention. To look around and see all the lesbians in one place. I was, to be honest, sheltered at that time. My college was a small business college and you didn't see that there.
He was nice and he made conversation, making me talk. He was interested in my interview and gave me pointers, he said he knew the company well and said it was a good place to get my career on track. As an Accounting major, I had to make sure I got the CPA, or you will not go far. I was totally comfortable by then and he smiled at me as we talked. His warm hand fell on my hand as he reassured me that I was going to do alright.
By the time we finished dinner an hour had slipped by, I was laughing with him and I didn't want to get up, but he suggested that we should as a couple of broads wanted to sit down. We left the coffee shop and he suggested we get a night cap, if I was in the mood. He confirmed I was 21 and led me to the bar. It was full by then, businessmen of every type. And it already had several tables of standard bearers for the convention that weekend. We stood at the bar, he stood close to me and I could feel his presence. Several times he put his hand on my shoulder to talk. When he suggested that we go upstairs I followed, but I wasn't aware of what he meant.
In his room he told me to get comfortable. I looked like a nice young man and he wanted me to be comfortable. To take off my shoes and pull my shirt out of my pants. He sat on the bed and put his hand beside him and asked me to come and sit down. It was only then that I understood. He put his arm around me and started to caress my face as he kissed me and that rarely had he wanted to make love so much as he did that night. Our shirts were off and I was on my back with my legs still over the edge of the bed as he kissed me and kissed my nipples and undid my pants. He took my dick in his hand and then he took all into his mouth.
Between moments of sucking on my dick, and returning to kiss me on the mouth, he helped me get out of my pants, and he did the same, until we were both naked on the bed, and the bed covers had been pulled back. He kissed me a lot to help me settle down. He let me hold his dick in my hand, and gently held me down to suck his dick. He pushed me onto my stomach and told me he wanted to make love to me and pushed his fingers into my rectum and got on top. I was holding onto the pillow so tight, feeling his breath on my neck, he made love to me.
When he rolled off my back, he helped me turn over and he caressed my chest and took my dick in his hand and helped me by jerking me and sucking me until I had my turn at getting off. My semen across my stomach, he pushed his finger around in it, taking some to his mouth. We showered and he let me wash his dick and he made sure he washed me so he could show me that when I was made love to, the coup de gras was coming up. Wet, without drying off, he had me lay across the bed and licked my ass while he played with my dick and I came again, a wet spot on the bed.
I went down to the coffee shot to get something to eat, the line waiting on tables was long. The noise in the lobby was high and I waited. A man walked up to me, he was in a suit and had a newspaper in his hand. "Son I've got room, come and join me" and I was seated at his table towards the back of the restaurant. To me he was old, not grandpa old, but dad old. He said his name was Tom and he was in town from Pittsburg. He observed, in fact he is the one that pointed out, that this was the Feminist convention. To look around and see all the lesbians in one place. I was, to be honest, sheltered at that time. My college was a small business college and you didn't see that there.
He was nice and he made conversation, making me talk. He was interested in my interview and gave me pointers, he said he knew the company well and said it was a good place to get my career on track. As an Accounting major, I had to make sure I got the CPA, or you will not go far. I was totally comfortable by then and he smiled at me as we talked. His warm hand fell on my hand as he reassured me that I was going to do alright.
By the time we finished dinner an hour had slipped by, I was laughing with him and I didn't want to get up, but he suggested that we should as a couple of broads wanted to sit down. We left the coffee shop and he suggested we get a night cap, if I was in the mood. He confirmed I was 21 and led me to the bar. It was full by then, businessmen of every type. And it already had several tables of standard bearers for the convention that weekend. We stood at the bar, he stood close to me and I could feel his presence. Several times he put his hand on my shoulder to talk. When he suggested that we go upstairs I followed, but I wasn't aware of what he meant.
In his room he told me to get comfortable. I looked like a nice young man and he wanted me to be comfortable. To take off my shoes and pull my shirt out of my pants. He sat on the bed and put his hand beside him and asked me to come and sit down. It was only then that I understood. He put his arm around me and started to caress my face as he kissed me and that rarely had he wanted to make love so much as he did that night. Our shirts were off and I was on my back with my legs still over the edge of the bed as he kissed me and kissed my nipples and undid my pants. He took my dick in his hand and then he took all into his mouth.
Between moments of sucking on my dick, and returning to kiss me on the mouth, he helped me get out of my pants, and he did the same, until we were both naked on the bed, and the bed covers had been pulled back. He kissed me a lot to help me settle down. He let me hold his dick in my hand, and gently held me down to suck his dick. He pushed me onto my stomach and told me he wanted to make love to me and pushed his fingers into my rectum and got on top. I was holding onto the pillow so tight, feeling his breath on my neck, he made love to me.
When he rolled off my back, he helped me turn over and he caressed my chest and took my dick in his hand and helped me by jerking me and sucking me until I had my turn at getting off. My semen across my stomach, he pushed his finger around in it, taking some to his mouth. We showered and he let me wash his dick and he made sure he washed me so he could show me that when I was made love to, the coup de gras was coming up. Wet, without drying off, he had me lay across the bed and licked my ass while he played with my dick and I came again, a wet spot on the bed.
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