This is the seventh part of Lessons Learned, starring my hero, Pete Cordell. This series would not be nearly as good without the editorial help of CJ, who has my deepest thanks.
This is a story of gay men performing consensual sex acts with other gay men. If you are underage or if these stories violate the law where you live, then please don't read. Also, if such acts disgust or outrage you, then again, please don't read. Note that in these stories, unsafe sex does occur, but only where all parties involved are HIV negative, and know this because of regular testing (or they're virgins). Every sexually active person, gay or straight, should be tested regularly for HIV. Knowing your's and your partner's status can save your life!
Part 7 Pete
I looked at him and said, "Damn that was hot." Looking down, I saw his dick had gotten hard and I grabbed it. He returned the favor and grabbed my hard-on. After a few minutes of kissing and fondling, I said, "Ted, I think your son is hot, but quite frankly he's a little young for me. I prefer his dad. Do you want to see what two old fogies can do?"
"Old fogies, indeed," he said. You are what, 32?"
"Try 34," I replied. "And you're what, 39?"
"I wish," he said. "I just turned 44. And you know what, after these last two years, I feel like a teenager. And yes, I'd like to spend some time getting to know you better. It's been years since I've been with anyone outside of the family. I mean, I love Bob and the boys, but the boys are young, and they've got their lives to live, and Bob is so familiar to me that I can hit his buttons without really trying. Bob and I are talking about setting up house together after the boys leave for college, but we've already talked about bringing others in to keep things fresh. I think you're incredibly hot, and I want to spend some quality time with you without everyone else around."
I stared into his blue eyes and said, "I want that too." I then leaned over and kissed him as I rolled my body on top of his. The kiss continued for some time, soft and slow, as our hands lazily explored each other's body. I loved the feel of his hairy body pressed against mine, and the feel of his stubbly chin and cheeks against my face. Pulling back, I asked, "Have you ever considered growing a beard?"
He laughed, "I did about a year ago. I loved it, but I caught heat from Steve. He said the gray in it made me look like my father."
"Well," I said, "I think you'd look hot. I figured you had the hair for it. I'd love to grow one, but I still don't have to shave every day."
"Lucky you," he said. "I love your hairless body. I've thought about shaving mine, but have never been able to bring myself to do it."
"Don't you dare!" I said. "I love hairy men."
"Good," he said, "Now love me some more," and we continued kissing and caressing.
After a few minutes, I pulled away from his mouth, and started licking at his ears. I could tell from his moans that he enjoyed it, and I continued for some time, before moving down to his neck. I started biting it, and his body jerked. "Be gentle," he said. "I would have a problem explaining a hickey at work on Monday." I moved down to his collarbone and started sucking. His body shook, and I stopped long enough to say, "They won't see one here, or any of the other places I might leave my mark." I lifted his arms high over his head, and held them there, exposing his armpits, filled with a thick mat of blonde hair. The smell coming from them was heavenly, and I buried my face in the right one, savoring the smell of a hot man as my tongue licked up the salty sweat stored there. Like me, he obviously didn't use deodorant when camping, so my tongue didn't dry out like it would if he had. He groaned as I licked and pulled at his hairs with my teeth, before moving to the other pit and repeating the same thing. Moving south, I ran my tongue through his sweaty blond hair until I reached his nipple. I started flicking it with my tongue before opening my mouth and sucking on it, lightly at first, and then with more and more pressure and his groans got louder and louder. I then started to lightly nibble on it. "Oh, God!" he cried. "That's it! Chew on my nipple!" He grabbed my head and pulled it against his chest, and I started biting on it with more and more pressure. He obviously loved it, and I continued, feeling it get harder and harder until I finally moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.
"God, that's good," he said. "I love it rough, and the boys and Bob are always afraid they're hurting me. They've never figured out that I like the pain."
Taking the hint, I pulled off and grabbed his tits in my fingers, tugging on them harder and harder, feeling his body writhe in the pleasure. Once I figured he would be feeling my fingers for days to come, I started licking down his body, stopping at his navel just long enough to stick my tongue inside. I then continued downward, until I reached his hard dick. I could see pre-cum leaking from his long foreskin, and I took my tongue and worked it inside, licking up all of the pre-cum. Pulling back, I took his foreskin in my mouth, and started chewing on it. The harder I chewed, the more he groaned. As I continued to chew, I reached up and started tugging on his sore nipples again. He yelled and said, "Turn around. I want your big dick where I can get at it." Never releasing his foreskin from my teeth, I swung my body up so that my dick was in his face. He grabbed my foreskin in his teeth, and started chewing with abandon. It was my turn to groan, and we continued to play with each other's foreskin as only two uncut men can.
After a few minutes, he opened his mouth and, grabbing my ass cheeks, pulled my entire 9" into his mouth. He gagged, but didn't pull off; rather, he held it there as his throat became accustomed to it, and then started using his throat muscles to give me incredible pleasure. I opened my mouth, and took his thick 8" all the way down.
We continued in a lazy 69 for a number of minutes, enjoying both the sensations from our cocks and the pleasure of having a big dick down our throats. The feel of his throat muscles on my dick was incredible, and I tried my damnedest to give him as much pleasure as he was giving me. Feeling what he was doing to me, I actually figured out a few tricks I had never known before, and I applied them to his dick with great pleasure. His moans from around my dick told me that they worked.
Finally, he pulled off of my dick and, grabbing my waist, sank my butt against his face. My body jerked when his tongue made contact with my hole, and he proceeded to leisurely eat my ass. I pulled off, and lifted his legs into the air. I then bent down and started licking his sweet, hairy ass. I could taste the lube from where I had fucked him earlier, but it didn't deter me. We proceeded to leisurely make love to each other's asses, licking, sucking, sticking our tongues as deep inside as we could get. As I continued, I thought, "This is how sex should be: not hurried and frantic, but slow and gentle, giving each other as much pleasure as we can."
After what seemed like hours, Ted pulled out of my ass and said, "Pete, I really want to make love to your ass with my dick."
"God, yes," I said. "I want to feel that big thick thing deep in my guts."
He grabbed me, and turned me over on my hands and knees. He then got behind me and, bending down, started eating my ass again, getting me loose and ready. Grabbing the lube, he started loosening me up. He used at first one finger, and then two and finally three, making sure to hit my prostate each time. I was lost in the pleasure and said, "Ted, I need you to fuck me now."
He reached over for a condom, and I said, "Wait, Ted. Are you negative?"
He replied, "Of course I am. Bob and I got tested just after we started playing around after Marcy died, just to be sure, and have never had sex with anyone else since. The boys have also never had sex with anyone besides themselves, and later, with us."
"Good," I said. "Then put that condom down. I'm negative too, and I want to feel that bare dick in me. I want to feel you shoot that load deep into my ass."
God," he said. "I wanted that also, but was afraid to ask." With that, he lubed up that thick dick, and placed it against the entrance to my ass. I pushed back, and the head slipped in easily. I groaned in pleasure, and pushed further back, taking the entire 8" into my needy ass.
Ted then proceeded to give me the fuck of my life. He was slow, but thorough, making sure that his dick hit all the right spots with each thrust. I could tell that he was focused on giving me pleasure, and I made sure my body let him know he was succeeding. We developed a long, slow grind, with his pulling all the way back, just until his head was inside, before leisurely sliding it back in. Unlike the frantic fucking I was used to, this was heaven.
This went on for a good twenty minutes, before he pulled out, rolled me onto my back and re-entered my ass, pulling my legs up onto his shoulders. He resumed his long, slow fuck while staring into my eyes, seeing the pleasure he was giving me. Bending down, our lips met, and we kissed as he continued to make love to my ass with his dick. After a while, he pulled away from my mouth, and started increasing the speed of his strokes. I could feel his need building, and I knew he could feel mine, and his strokes got harder and harder, until he was pounding into my ass. I could feel myself getting close, and then he surprised me. Still engaged in my ass, he stood up and balanced me on my shoulders, and started pounding down into my ass. I could see my dick hanging just in front of my face, and I decided to see if I could still do it. Leaning my head up, I managed to lick my head. Ted saw it, and said, "Damn!" as he started pounding harder and harder. This pushed my dick even closer to my mouth, and I was able take the head into my mouth. This position made his dick press against my prostate constantly, and I knew from the pressure that I was about to come. Ted screamed, "Pete, baby, I can't stop. I have to come!" With that, he made two last strokes, and I felt his thick head get even thicker, and he unloaded into my ass. This of course set me off, and I came, shooting all over my face and mouth. I tried to swallow what I could, but my face was soon covered with my load. Ted continued to shoot squirt after squirt deep inside of me, until finally it ended, and he disengaged and rolled me back down onto my back. He lay beside me and proceeded to clean the come off of my face with his tongue. When he finished, he said, "Pete, that was incredible. I didn't know you could suck your own dick."
"I didn't know I still could, either," I replied. "I could when I was younger, but I didn't think I was limber enough to pull it off now."
"That was so hot," he said. "Actually, the whole thing was hot. This is the way Bob and I have sex when the boys aren't around. They are too young to appreciate that slow and steady can be better than hard and fast."
"I have to admit that I haven't found too many men my age who appreciate it either," I said. "But that was incredible. You could have fucked me forever."
"I would have too," he said, "if I hadn't gotten carried away. Your ass is simply incredible. Tight, hot and those muscles." He leaned over and kissed me again. "I'd love to stay here all day and night and continue to make love, but I should get cleaned up and go see what trouble my hellion has gotten himself into. Care to join me?"
"Hell, yes!" I said. I got up and said, "So. Clothes or not?"
"Hell, let's go naked," Ted said with a smile. "It's one less thing to do when we get there."
Grinning, we put on our socks and hiking boots and took off to his campsite.
End of Part 7
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