This is another true account of the phenomenon of role reversal which has become a welcome feature of my middle aged sexcapades. Something I've even developed a taste for. Not that I'd have much choice anyway! Best go with the flow.
As I say, back in the early `00s I was one of the scene lads who had no trouble scoring whoever we wanted. That, in my time included popular boy band members. I myself did a bit of modelling. Some of it not too tasteful and all rather embarrassing now. Twink porn stuff. My good mate Darren and me did it together. We're still good pals and frequently cruise together. Though we're both in our forties, we've still got the same taste in guys which is your typical young jock, clean cut, preppy type anywhere from 19- 25. And though we're still (I suppose) in decent shape and relatively attractive (though not to each other anymore) we have been increasingly made to work harder in our efforts to score our type. And it's not without amusing moments and it's own kinky flavour.
To whit;
Around last Christmas we were doing our usual club trawl. Nothing was going for us. We got the usual hits from lads our age and older, but we weren't interested. An the young jocks and twunks were similarly indifferent to us. Oh well. We might have some luck down the sauna.
We went up to the bar for one last drink, and there he was. An absolute beaut. He was about 20, fit, lean, mop of blonde hair and dressed not at all like the usual queenie little brats on the clubscene. He looked very college boy-esque (I was later to learn that indeed he was a fresher at my old college... and he was born just the year before I went there in 2000). Me and Darren, we were both smitten. Was it gonna be competition, or could we work out a ménage a trois? As I say, me and Darren don't fancy each other anymore. He was one of my first shags and absolutely gorgeous in his day. But we do sometimes still get it on together if we're joined by some suitably fine young apprentice in bed or, more usually down the park.
We struck up a conversation, bought him a few drinks and, long story short, we convinced him to come back to Darren's flat for a night's romp.
Now, you would never have thought to look at this guy that he was, behind all his wholesome, fresh college dude-ness he was such a kinky fucker. Not that we objected! At all...
But he must have been regretting that he hadn't picked up some hot young stud his own age because he really made us work for it. We wanted his ass so bad. He had other ideas as to how to get a kick out of us.
He had us strip. He himself went shirtless (beautiful washboard chest, pale skinned, hairless) and had already flashed a respectable lad-package (me and Darren are tops, so it was the prospect of getting to his cute pert ass that was our primary concern). Now he wanted us to perform for him.
He wanted us to humiliate ourselves scrapping each other for his favours while he mocked our pudgy, slightly sagging middle aged bodies as we scrabbled over each other to get to his fine, achingly fresh young hole. He made us rim each other (not overly pleasant for either of us) and he himself crushed Darren between his beautiful manly young thighs until Darren wailed for mercy, Darren's cock dangling limp from the humiliation.
We then broke out Darren's sex toys. We were enjoying the humiliation at this stage. The lad had us leashed and whipped, he farted in our faces (not my thing, but he wasn't doing it with our pleasure in mind!), he stuffed a doggy tail butt plug up my arse and had me gasping for breath as he shoved his (beautifully!) stinky jocks in my face, as Darren was busy sucking his feet.
Finally, though he wasn't going to let either of us fuck him, he himself shagged Darren as I was allowed to worship his sweet boyhole from below and jerk off.
When all was done, he threw on his clothes, grabbed his cigarettes, had a piss and headed off. A good night had by all, even if me a Darren were left feeling (pleasantly) like a pair of the dirty old fucks we used to laugh at when we were the lad's age.
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