On my way home from a business trip, I made a stop in a Mississippi college town. I had about 6 hours to go and was trying to stay awake so I stopped at the local Starbucks. Sitting at the table next to me was a hot prep boy from the local college. Looking at him was enough to wake me up -- no caffeine necessary! He was a gorgeous young male specimen -- almost 6 feet tall, a swimmer's build, dark hair, the dreamiest blue eyes, a sexy smile, and wearing a blue shirt that really brought out the color of his eyes. Wow, what I would give to be with him for awhile. I struck up a conversation with him and found out his name is Blake and he is an 18 year old freshman in college. Oh, man, here I am a bi-dad looking for a college son to spend some time with but thought I would never have a chance with this dude because it turns out that I am the same age as his dad. And I have kids close to the age of this hot prep boy. Man, it had been awhile since I had played with another guy, any guy, of any age... and it was really turning me on to think what it would be like fucking around with Blake. Would he be interested in getting with a guy or was he totally straight? And if he was bi or gay, would he be interested in a man my age, someone his dad's age? And if so, then how would this progress?
As I sat there watching him and talking casually with him, my cock began to throb. Man, it really began to do more than just throb -- it began to grow inside my jeans, straining against the material. And then I noticed him watching my crotch -- he was looking at the bulge in my jeans. Hmmmmm, maybe I did have a chance with this young dude! The conversation turned to girlfriends (hmmmm, maybe I didn't have a chance with him). But then he said he had dated girls but really wasn't that interested in being serious with any of them right now -- hmmmm, that might increase my chances with him. So then I decided to get more bold and come right out and ask him if he considered himself to be str8, bi, or gay.... And the answer pleased me because he answered that he thought he might be bi. But he didn't really know for sure because he really was a virgin with the girls and had never had an opportunity to play around with guys although he thought he might like doing that. Wow, he was opening up to me and this really could be going somewhere. And yes, he admitted that he would be willing to play around with me even though I am his dad's age -- but he really made my day when he told me that he didn't think I looked that old!
Man, things were really beginning to heat up until this other dude walked up and sat down at his table. Who in the hell was this jerk that was intruding on me and Blake? I saw the disgust on Blake's face as he told me that this was his college roomie. Obviously there wasn't a whole lot of love toward his roommate and it was plain to see how obnoxious the guy was. Damn, just when things were heating up between Blake and me, this asshole interrupts us and evidently didn't have any intention of leaving us alone. Unfortunately, my time was running short and I was gonna have to get on the road again. As I left, I slipped Blake my business card with my email address and cell phone number. My hopes were that if he were interested in me that he might contact me and something quite possibly could develop between us in the near future. But I knew that this was probably a big "if" so I wasn't going to get my hopes up too much. But then again, can't a guy dream?
And dream I did... I dreamed of my few minutes with this hot prep boy at Starbucks... I dreamed of how fucking hot he looked... I dreamed of all the things I wanted to do with Blake.... I dreamed that he would contact me and that we would really get together.
Then a couple days after I had met Blake, he contacted me on my cell phone. The conversation was soooooo fucking hot. He really was horny, hot, HARD, wanting to fuck around with another man. Was this too good to be true? But all of a sudden he was gone. The phone line had gone dead. Was this the end of the line for Blake and me? Probably.
But then I got an email from him apologizing for hanging up so suddenly. It was his roommate again -- the asshole. He had skipped class and come back to the room early right in the middle of our conversation. Damn, who is this jerk that has a knack for interrupting Blake and me? But the email gave me hope. And along with the email Blake sent a fucking hot picture of himself. No longer did I have to rely on my memory of what he looked like (as if I could forget what this fucking hot prep boy looks like) because now I could stare at his picture, drooling over him, and wishing even more that I was right there with this young dude doing everything that he and I both were dreaming of.
Over the next few weeks, my relationship with Blake began to grow into quite a good friendship. We talked about anything and everything -- but of course we enjoyed concentrating on hot sex talk the most, talking about everything we would want to do with each other. Oh, man, I would get so fucking HARD when I talked with him. And whenever I got an email, voice mail, instant message, or text message from him I would get so excited. Man he made me feel so very good, so sexy, so hot, so horny, and so wanting to fuck around with him. I was really enjoying my cyber sex and phone sex with Blake, my fucking hot young friend. Man, just hearing how excited he would get on the phone, hearing him moan, with quickening breath as he got closer and closer to a hot volcanic eruption of his sperm juice, that would bring me to a fucking quick and explosive orgasm as well. Wow, this was really heating up. And I knew that I couldn't go much longer without getting with Blake in person again. This time someplace alone where his fucking (negative sense of the word!) roomie couldn't interrupt Blake and me fucking (positive sense of the word!) with each other. We needed to plan this soon and one day we began to put the plans into motion.
Finally, I was going to get with Blake for some fucking hot man2man sex. I made arrangements to drive the 6 hours back to Mississippi to meet him. I had reservations at a hotel close to his college and he was going to spend the whole night with me. Just Blake and me -- no need to worry about his asshole roommate bothering us this time. I fucking couldn't wait. The day of our planned get-together seemed like it would never get here. And then when I started on the trip down there, the miles seemed so long -- I didn't think I would ever get down to that last mile where I would end up where Blake was waiting for me. But I finally got there. And, oh man, I was so fucking horned when I got there, ready for action with my young man friend, Blake.
We checked into the hotel and then headed directly to our room -- without passing "go"-- directly to our hotel room where we both expected a passionate night ahead. As soon as we were inside the door, barely getting the door closed, I wrapped Blake in my arms, holding him close, hugging him, kissing him. My hands all over his body, and his hands on my bod. Oh, fuckkkkk, this is what I had been waiting so long for. Blake and me. Together. Ready for whatever we can do with each other -- two hot men ready to do anything and everything we can with each other. Blake begins to unbutton my shirt and runs his fingers thru my chest hairs. I in turn unbutton his shirt and run my fingers over his young smooth chest. Mmmmmmmmmmmm, feels so fucking nice. Then both of our shirts are off. And our hands are touching all over each other's chest, shoulders, necks, arms, backs, stomachs -- skin to skin. Touching, caressing, kissing, tonguing.... Then I reach down below his waist and feel his fucking HARD cock inside of his jeans. He does the same to me. Oh, man, our two cocks harder than ever. The excitement of it all. I unzip his jeans, and reach inside of his boxers at the same time that he unzips my pants and moves his hand inside of my Calvin Klein briefs. Oh, man, fuck yeah, I love the feel of his hand on my fucking HARD cock especially while my hand is stroking his young HARD college-aged cock. It doesn't take long until our clothes are all in a pile on the floor. We are naked together for the first time - - this hot prep boy and this bi-dad looking for college son. A perfect combination. Oh, man yes. Feeling each other, stroking, licking, kissing.... And then I cannot resist anymore. I have to have his hot young HARD cock inside my mouth. I get on my knees in front of him and take that fucking man tool inside my hot mouth. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Oh fuck yeah man, mmmmmmmmmmm. So fucking good. I have waited so long to do this to Blake and I am fucking loving every minute of it. Then we end up in a 69. Man his mouth is so good on my cock. Oh, man, making me feel so very good. So sexy, so horny, so hot, so HARD, so good, so very fucking good.
I begin to play with Blake's hot tight ass. So very tight -- this hot ass that has never been fucked. I try to open him up to get him ready to accommodate my fucking 8 inch HARD cock. But I don't know if his tight asshole is ready for my big dick. And then I decide that even though I am usually top, I want Blake's steel rod up my ass. I want this hot prep boy to fuck my ass with his fucking HARD man tool. Oh, man, yes -- oh fuck yes -- I want Blake to fuck me -- his first time fucking man or woman and it is with ME! Oh, yeah, hurts so good -- his fucking nice cock deep inside of me fucking in n out, in n out, in n out, oh fuck yeah! I know that my time to fuck Blake will cum soon enough but right now it is his turn to fuck me -- to enjoy himself in his first man2man fuck session. Oh, man, Blake, the things YOU do to ME!!!!!! Don't stop, man, fucking don't stop!
Oh, man, all night long we fuck together and then sleep together and then fuck some more. Oh, yeah, holding each other close. Enjoying each other's hot masculine bodies. Two hot guys enjoying fucking hot man2man sex together all night long. Two hot guys just getting as close as we possibly can. Oh, man, this is what I had dreamed of for so long and now my dreams have cum true. I have no idea how many loads of cum we both shot that night. Blake shot several, but you could expect that from a hot and horny 18 year old. But me, oh, man, he had me so fucking hot that I shot several loads just like a hot and horny 18 year old that night. WOW what a night. The first of many more to cum with my hot young lover Blake. (And no more interruptions from his asshole college roommate!)