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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 69
I Did For One Night Experience Passion
I was sent to help close a deal for the purchase of a company in Argentina. The main offices were in BA, but the field offices were in Cordoba. Nice town. I met with the owner, an older man whose kids were anything other than running a business types. One, a son lived in Paris. The other a daughter was married in the US. So he decided to sell.
He invited me out to his country house. The place was nice with a woman who attended to our needs. He told me her husband had worked for him, but had died in an auto crash. Now the good part.
We were sitting in the living room after dinner with a glass of Brandy. He found a movie in his collection and he put it on to watch. It was an older Argentinian movie and I had a hard time understanding the words, but not the plot. A man owned a small restaurant and lived above it in town. Another man, older, stopped by every day for dinner. They were friends. Then there is the scene where the restaurant owner comes over to the man and bends over and receives him with a kiss on the mouth. A passionate kiss, a kiss of two men that had known each other for a long time. That kiss got to me. Two older men in such a passionate and tender kiss.
There is the development of the relationship, two men in a world where men aren't supposed to get a long. A scene where they are in bed upstairs in a long engagement with music, while the restauranteur is enjoying himself with his friend. His friend returns the favor after they come apart, and gives the restauranteur a well deserved oral loving on his dick. This is porn, out right, close up frames of the man's penis in his mouth, close up of the man's penis when he is on top of the other man, and the kissing is something you don't expect. OK, I was caught up the movie, even if I didn't understand the dialogue.
My new friend, sitting there was completely engaged in the film. I could see that every scene, every frame was familiar to him. He acted out some of the kissing scenes. When the movie was over he sat quietly and then got up, asked me if I enjoyed the film, it was his favorite from when he was young. And he said, this was a romantic movie, true romance, the love of two friends.
After we settled down in bed, it was early really around ten. I was reading a bit because I could not get the movie out of my head. He knocked and came in, asked me if I needed company. What was I doing. I was honest, I was still digesting the movie. He said 'that is love'. I had to agree. Then he approached, 'look, there is no reason two men can't be in love'. I agreed. 'The kiss of a man cannot be equaled with a woman, she does not understand'. A very long passionate kiss, like the one in the movie. Did I want company. Now I understood.
Shit I was fifty three and he had to have been sixty nine. And he wanted to make love. And he wanted to kiss. And he wanted to top. And I allowed it all. It was pure passion, a man who had known men all his life. Never had I had such a passionate kiss. When he mounted I could only replay the scene in my head. I was surprised at how well he could handle the moment, he was all macho then. And I settled into my role. No man had ever made love to me, not until that night.
After we cleaned up, he suggested we watch the film again. This time with a completely other perspective. This was a man in love, this kiss was real it wasn't an act. No one can 'act' that kiss. This is how you are meant to kiss.
I had company that night, we slept until morning. The table was set when we came down. The lady had prepared something light to eat. In Argentina breakfast is a pastry and coffee. We went for a ride in an old Jeep to see the place, at one time maybe it was a working farm. Out there, we stopped and had a look across the old farm. Out there he told me that his friend, the one that had died, the husband of the woman that took care of the place, that was the man he loved.
He invited me out to his country house. The place was nice with a woman who attended to our needs. He told me her husband had worked for him, but had died in an auto crash. Now the good part.
We were sitting in the living room after dinner with a glass of Brandy. He found a movie in his collection and he put it on to watch. It was an older Argentinian movie and I had a hard time understanding the words, but not the plot. A man owned a small restaurant and lived above it in town. Another man, older, stopped by every day for dinner. They were friends. Then there is the scene where the restaurant owner comes over to the man and bends over and receives him with a kiss on the mouth. A passionate kiss, a kiss of two men that had known each other for a long time. That kiss got to me. Two older men in such a passionate and tender kiss.
There is the development of the relationship, two men in a world where men aren't supposed to get a long. A scene where they are in bed upstairs in a long engagement with music, while the restauranteur is enjoying himself with his friend. His friend returns the favor after they come apart, and gives the restauranteur a well deserved oral loving on his dick. This is porn, out right, close up frames of the man's penis in his mouth, close up of the man's penis when he is on top of the other man, and the kissing is something you don't expect. OK, I was caught up the movie, even if I didn't understand the dialogue.
My new friend, sitting there was completely engaged in the film. I could see that every scene, every frame was familiar to him. He acted out some of the kissing scenes. When the movie was over he sat quietly and then got up, asked me if I enjoyed the film, it was his favorite from when he was young. And he said, this was a romantic movie, true romance, the love of two friends.
After we settled down in bed, it was early really around ten. I was reading a bit because I could not get the movie out of my head. He knocked and came in, asked me if I needed company. What was I doing. I was honest, I was still digesting the movie. He said 'that is love'. I had to agree. Then he approached, 'look, there is no reason two men can't be in love'. I agreed. 'The kiss of a man cannot be equaled with a woman, she does not understand'. A very long passionate kiss, like the one in the movie. Did I want company. Now I understood.
Shit I was fifty three and he had to have been sixty nine. And he wanted to make love. And he wanted to kiss. And he wanted to top. And I allowed it all. It was pure passion, a man who had known men all his life. Never had I had such a passionate kiss. When he mounted I could only replay the scene in my head. I was surprised at how well he could handle the moment, he was all macho then. And I settled into my role. No man had ever made love to me, not until that night.
After we cleaned up, he suggested we watch the film again. This time with a completely other perspective. This was a man in love, this kiss was real it wasn't an act. No one can 'act' that kiss. This is how you are meant to kiss.
I had company that night, we slept until morning. The table was set when we came down. The lady had prepared something light to eat. In Argentina breakfast is a pastry and coffee. We went for a ride in an old Jeep to see the place, at one time maybe it was a working farm. Out there, we stopped and had a look across the old farm. Out there he told me that his friend, the one that had died, the husband of the woman that took care of the place, that was the man he loved.
