This story is true, the same as my previous stories. As usual, the names have been changed to protect the privacy of others.
Encounter with an Older Man: Carl, Part 1
by Riley, February 2002
In October of 2001, I found myself without a regular male lover. My friend Rick, from my previous stories, moved to Oklahoma, then to Colorado. Trelane came out of retirement and moved to California for his new job. Rick had introduced me to a friend of his before he left, but things just didn't work out for us. We did have a couple of brief encounters, but we never "clicked" the way I did with Trelane and Rick.
I went to a Christmas party with my wife, and met a man named Carl, who was attending the party with his daughter. Carl and I wound up talking through most of the party, and I found out that he was divorced three times, and wasn't interested in a fourth. Carl will be 50 years old this year, and is 6' 3" tall and weighs 275 lbs. What a bear! We talked about women and marriage for at least an hour.
Carl said, "Man, I don't miss being married at all, but I need a regular blow job now and then! My second wife could give a MEAN blow job, and my third wife was pretty good too. I just haven't been able to hook-up with ladies at all, lately." I laughed and said,
"Well, maybe you need to broaden your horizons a little in order to get a really good blow job."
Carl looked at me kind've funny, met my eyes and smiled, and said, "Well, if you've got time, I'm always willing!"
I smiled at Carl, moved a little closer, and whispered in his ear, "If you're not kidding, lead on big guy!" Carl got up and started walking, and I followe him till we came to a bathroom. (The party was held in a private home, but it is a BIG place.) Carl walked into the bathroom and I followed, and he turned and locked the door. I found myself sitting on the toilet with him standing in front of me, unzipping his pants. Carl's cock popped out in front of me... thick and long, but not massive. He seemed to be somewhere between cut and uncut, which was new to me. Carl's foreskin only covered a little of his cock head, and easily slid back and forth as I started stroking it.
Carl put his hand on top of my head as I started gently licking the tip of his dick. I moaned a little as he pulled me forward, gently, and his cock slipped past my lips. I sucked and slurped on Carl's boner for a couple of minutes, noticing that it seemed to be much fatter and harder than before. (I wonder why???) I massaged Carl's big, hairy balls while I sucked him, totally lost in what I was doing. It seemed like Carl was taking forever, and I was kind've "zoning out", losing track of time. Carl began fucking my mouth with nice, manly strokes, getting a little faster, and then he started grunting and began rapid, short strokes until he froze and began cumming... I swallowed over and over while Carl dumped his pent-up load into me.
Finally, Carl sighed and backed-up, pulling his softening cock from my mouth.
"Wow! That was a great blow job, Riley! We need to get together and do some other stuff, if you want to." Carl's suggestion was just what I wanted to hear! We cleaned up a little and went back to the party and started to make plans for a get together.