Hey, guys. I know. I still owe you some more episodes on 'Peter, Paul, & Gary' and 'Top to Bottom', but I've been very busy and haven't had a chance to work on them. However, I needed a little diversion, so I decided to work on another 'quickie' that I wouldn't have to tie in to anything else. Hope you enjoy it.
The following story contains explicit descriptions of adult male-to-male sex. So, if you are not old enough, or might be offended by it, or you are in a geo-political location where such things are illegal, STOP HERE. Otherwise, read on.
One for the Road
When I was finally able to make my usual early morning turn into the 7-11 parking lot, I pulled in next to a small, dark blue sedan just in time to see the driver getting out from the other side. I don't know for sure just what it was that first caught my attention, but as he moved past the front of his car and started into the store, I had stopped whatever I was doing and was watching that delicious, full, round butt and those great arms as they went in the door. From this back view, that was one nice looking collection of obviously all-male parts!!
I hurried into the store and went to the back to the coffee bar to make myself a cup of tea. As I reached down and grabbed a cup, I looked up and across -- and there he was! Just across the counter from me. He must have been in his mid- to late-forties and just exuded testosterone. About 5'8" to 5'9" and sort of stocky (maybe 170 or so??, I really can't judge weight at all), but definitely all man!!!
He was wearing a light tan golf shirt that hugged his chest and arms in just the right places to make everything look really good. It wasn't like he had a weightlifter's body or anything like that, it was just nicely proportioned and had enough musculature to make it look very masculine and sexy. I would guess that he was of Italian extraction -- from both his build and his dark hair and eyes. .and he definitely had nice wide hands and large thumbs (yes, I look for those supposed 'indicators').
As I started to fill the cup with water (somehow I had already gotten the tea bag in by running on autopilot), I continued to look him over. That's when the rather obvious rod-shaped bulge to the left and below his fly hit my sight. He was either wearing boxers, or nothing, under those snug fitting jeans and he was clearly "dressed to the left" -- enough so that there was little left to the imagination of just what was in there. About the only thing I couldn't be sure of was whether or not it was cut.but I'd bet from what I could see that it wasn't!
Looking up to see that my cup wasn't overflowing, I just traced my way up his front. When I got to the face -- which was certainly pleasant to see -- I saw a pair of big, ice blue eyes looking directly at me! Busted!!! I could feel the color start to climb up from my neck and spread over my face and onto my ears, bit I couldn't seem to take my focus off those incredible eyes. They looked right down into your soul. Just as I averted my attention to the hot water almost reaching the top of my cup, I caught glimpse of what I thought might have been a smile. I had to look back.
Half expecting to see him glaring at me and giving me that old "are you some kind of queer" look, or opening his mouth to make some obscene comment, I saw that he was, indeed, smiling. Actually it was very slight -- almost a smirk -- but still a smile. That's when my peripheral vision caught the movement of his hand as it reached down and touched his fly then cupped slightly and slid down past the prize to the left of his crotch. That done, he picked up his cup, turned, and walked to the register.
By the time I had put the lid on my own cup and turned to pay, he was on his way out the door. I watched his back and that incredible, firm, denim-enshrouded butt again! "Oh how good that could be," I thought to myself. "Damn! I'd like to try that out!" I mean.I may be a bottom myself -- and not into actually plowing, or doing other things to such a beautiful backside -- but I do like to have something round and tight to grab hold of or dig my heels into. Besides, nice butts usually seem to go with nice other things.
When I walked out and turned to my car, I expected to hear his engine already running and see him backing away, but he was just sitting there doing something with his hands -- probably putting his coffee into the holder and getting his keys ready.
Walking between the cars, I looked into his passenger side window and looked down at his lap. I wanted to see what it showed when he was sitting down. Don't you sometimes look in the window that way for some good 'eye candy' every now and then? In this case -- it looked good. Real good!
That's when I did something I have never done before -- and can't quite believe that I did. I leaned over to the open window and, looking him straight in the eye, I said exactly what I had been thinking: "My.that thing looks good enough to eat!"
I couldn't believe I had said it!! What was going on?? Where was my mind??? What on earth was I thinking -- or more importantly what was I doing???? That's the most outrageous thing I have ever done.
I waited to hear him start to curse at me and shout every homophobic thought that had to be coursing through that delicious looking head! Instead, I heard him softly respond: "It's got a cr^Ême center too. Do you think you'd like that?"
"Hmmmm..I'll bet it does, and I'll bet I would!" I quipped back to him. Hell! I knew damned well I would like to go for some of that cr^Ême filling!! .but here we were, parked in a busy 7-11 lot at 7:30 in the morning; and since both of us were wearing wedding rings I didn't figure there would be much chance of finding a place to go.
Maybe this is where I need to break in and tell you a little about me. My name is Peter and I'm 52, married, have several grown children, and am gay. No, I didn't mean to say 'bi'.sure.I can perform my husbandly duties, but I don't get any real pleasure out of it, and I would never get excited enough over a female to try anything like this with one. I am only attracted sexually to other men. I guess that makes me gay (wouldn't you say?). I have also made the decision (many years ago) that I will keep the status quo marriage and all. Physically, I'm 5'10" and about 190 pounds -- a bit heavier than I would like, but that's life. I stay physically active and am told I am good looking. More than one of our female neighbors or my wife's friends have made it clear that they would like to try me out, so I guess I'm not a troll. I still have all my (brown) hair and it's only now starting to show a little salt and pepper on the temples and in front. Of course, the little bit that's on my chest is now all grey, but that further south is still dark brown and frames a good, working model of trimmed manhood and nicely hanging babymakers. .so now you have an image and I can get back to the story.
"I've got a place. It's just down the road." I heard him say.
"You..what? You have a place? You mean you want to go somewhere? And.."
"Yeah. It's not a house, though. It's one of those self- storage lockers, .but it's got a cot in it.and yes, I would like to go there if you want to join me. ??"
"Shit! Yes.. so what if I'm a little late to work. Let's go," I stammered back. Wow!! I couldn't believe it was happening!! ..but it was!!!
"Get in your car and follow me," he said. Impatience was already beginning to show in his voice, and I could easily tell that the rod-shaped bulge against his left thigh was definitely more prominent that before.
Turning away, I got into my car and had it started in record time. As he backed around and turned his car toward the exit, I followed. Turning right into the street, I stayed close behind him as we took of down the road. I knew there were a couple of those storage places further along, and, sure enough, about a mile down he started to signal for a right turn into one of them. Pulling up to the entry keypad he reached out and punched in his code. The gate started to open. Staying almost bumper-to-bumper, I followed him through the gate and down the aisle between the units. Several cross streets later, he turned left and then stopped about halfway down the building on the right side. I pulled up behind him and stopped.
As he got out of his car, I sat there just watching that tightly packed body and butt unfold and stretch up. Damn!! That looked good!!! .and, if nothing unforeseen interrupted us now, I was about to find out how good it really was!!!
He looked around over his shoulder and nodded his head to follow. He turned and went over to the garage-style door just in front of his car to the right. Lifting up on the lock, he inserted a key and opened it; then removed it and unlatched the door. Reaching down, he grabbed the handle at the bottom and lifted the door, rolling it up into its tracks. As he bent over, I damned near dropped my load as I watched that gorgeous ass stretch those jeans until I thought the seam would burst.
Stepping into the area that had opened, he turned and said, "C'mon.get in here."
I stepped in and went around him into the space behind him. He didn't stop, but turned and began to lower the door back down in its tracks. "Just a second," he whispered. There was just enough light coming in under and around the door that you could see a little -- not much, but at least it wasn't pitch black in there.
Turning and picking up a small box, he laid it against the bottom of the door to keep it from re-opening. Then he moved cautiously to the side and, as I heard a slight click, the light of a small battery-operated lantern came on. Moving through the semi-darkness and piles of whatever stacked around the room, he turned back and whispered, "Over here."
I threaded my way over to where he was standing, and that was when I could finally see the cot that was opened out in the little space beside him. "Neat," I offered. "I have one of these places, but never thought of using it for something like this. This is really handy, isn't it?"
"I've only been able to use it a couple times before, but when I saw you checking me out, I thought of it right away." Then without another word he reached up and started to unbutton my shirt. His eyes almost seemed to glow with the reflected light of the small lantern. I decided then that I wanted to try a little something else first, so I reached over, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up against me, trapping his hands between us as I slid my hands down his back, grabbed his delightfully firm cheeks and pulled his groin against mine.
Taking my cue, he pulled his hands out from between us, reached up, and with his hands now behind my head, he pulled my face to his. He hesitated only momentarily to see if I would pull or turn away. When I didn't, he lifted his lips to mine and began to mash his mouth against mine. I responded by grinding the throbbing meat between my legs against his own.
His was still trapped pointing downward at the top of his left leg, and must have been painful by this point because he let loose of my head and reached down between us to open his belt and the buttons of his 501's. I broke the kiss in order to look down and see what what there. In a flash he had freed that incredible, hard, hooded cock of his and was working on my own belt buckle. I was right in my earlier assessments -- he was uncut and he had 'nothing' on under his jeans -- and what had flipped up to a standing position had to be a good 8 inches of swollen, pulsing, hot cock.
Swapping the position of my hands, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face forward to again crush my lips against his. Then I felt the front of my slacks open and they began to fall down around my knees. Now I could also feel the heat of his meat against my own searing flesh even through my boxer shorts. In automatic response my tongue drove between our lips and entered his mouth.
As it darted around, exploring his hot cavity, his own tongue began to play around mine. Then he began to suck my tongue further into the exciting, wet hollow of his mouth. It felt as though he was trying to pull me in and swallow me whole. Our mouths and our groins were grinding into each other's in a mounting frenzy. His hardened member slid in through the slit fly of my boxers, rubbing skin-to-skin with my own, and I could feel the cool wetness as he left spots of precum on me with his dripping wand. We were both making guttural moaning sounds as our bodies writhed in tormented pleasure.
My breath was coming in shallow gasps and his was ragged with the excitement of raw passion and sex!! He pulled me down onto the cot with him, turning and rolling so that I was on my back and he was pressed firmly onto me from shoulder to crotch. Kicking our feet, we managed to drop our shoes and pants off onto the floor so that our legs were free to intertwine and feel each others' tightened leg muscles and the tickle of hair. This man was sooooo hot!!!! .and he had me hotter than I had been in I didn't know how long!
I managed to get my hands between our chests and finished unbuttoning my shirt, pulling it open so I could feel his chest against mine. I had to reach down and grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it up over his head, breaking our kiss as I did so, but wanting to feel his flesh against mine. It was heavenly!!! He had a fine mat of wiry black hair over his entire chest -- his quarter-sized nipples surrounded by it. They were both aroused from our grappling and I could feel them pointing into me. I put my hands back around his back and pulled him tight against me. It felt so wonderful!! He was so manly!! So masculine!!
After a few more minutes of just running my hands up and down his back and over his shoulders and the muscles of his upper arms, while our bodies moved together to drive our steel-hardened cocks against each other, I moved my hands down between us and lifted him up, pushing him toward the top of the cot as I slid down slightly toward the foot. Catching the intent of my moves, he raised himself onto his knees and leaned forward until the tip of his love tool was right in front of my hungry mouth.
I reached over with my right hand and grabbed his shaft about midway. Then I pushed back, driving the foreskin away from the enshrouded head. As I watched the head emerge, shining from its own slick coating in the dim lantern light, my arousal hit an all-time, new height. There is just something so damned sexy about that -- seeing the smooth, glistening head of an uncut cock as it is exposed from its sheath of soft, velvety skin. It just begs to be taken into your mouth and caressed with a more than willing tongue.
I could feel the smoothness of it as I lifted my head and let it press its way in through my pursed lips. My tongue touched the tip and I tasted the sweet-and-salty flavor of his mandew. I closed my lips and sucked the tip hoping for more and was immediately rewarded with a fresh flow. I savored its flavor as I felt him lowering his hips and driving his stake deeper into my mouth until it was bumping against the back of my throat. I raised myself slightly to improve the angle and, then, I felt his pulsing head slip further down. Then he pulled back and I felt the soft, smooth skin covering the rigid pole as it moved out over my tightly closed lips. My tongue was working its way over, under, and along its full roundness. I could feel the tube on its underside that was eventually going to deliver his love batter to me as well as the several large blood- engorged veins that were running its length and breadth. Oh, yessss! Was that a wonderful mouthful!!!
Suddenly he began to plow slower and deeper and I could feel his body tensing. I knew he was nearing the precipice and tightened my lips and cheeks while sucking that much harder. Yes. There was a cr^Ême filling that was getting closer. But then, as he had himself pulled most of the way back, he stopped and didn't move for a few seconds. Then he slowly started again. Yes! I wanted that load! .but I really wanted it somewhere else. My whole body was on fire, and there was going to be only one way that it was going to be satisfied and the fire quelled.
Reaching up, I grabbed him just above the hips and pushed back. As his smiling, one-eyed totem cleared my lips, I said: "No. not this way! I want you to shove that baby up my ass and lay that load deep up inside me." Oh, god...how I wanted him!!
It only took a couple seconds for him to drop back down between my legs and I could feel him using his to spread mine apart and lower his crotch into the 'v' formed by the tops of my thighs. I felt the slick, saliva-wet, rubbery head of his fleshy spike as it probed between my legs, looking for a home, sliding down the trail of my perineum toward its goal.
As I felt it reach its target I lifted my ass to bring it more in line with him and I managed to choke out the words, "Oh, yesssss! Please!! Fuck me now!! Please!!! Fuck me!!! Oh, god, yesssss! Drive that stake into my ass!!! I want to feel every inch of you in there!!! Pump me baby!!! Fuck that ass like you've never fucked another!! Give me all that wonderful meat, babe!!! Shove it in there!! Now!! Please!! Now!!!"
I felt him reach over to the side with his right hand and then reach down between us into the space that was steaming from the heat of our raging groins. Whatever lube he must have had ready near the cot felt cold as he spread it between my legs and over my pulsating rosebud. I grabbed my legs behind the knees and pulled them up to my chest to open myself to him. It was only a second later that I felt the tip of his rock-hard cock as it came back in contact with its target. He started to press forward with his hips and I again lifted my ass, this time driving myself over the bulging head of his fuck stick.
The pain was gone almost before I felt it. I let loose of my legs and grabbed his back, wrapping my legs around him and digging my heels into his delightfully tight buns, driving him deeper into me and holding him there. It felt so wonderful!!! That large, rigid pole of his was imbedded far into my man pussy, stretching the sphincter of my rosette almost to splitting; but the sensations it was generating were so incredibly intense and pleasurable -- almost beyond imagination!!
Slowly he began to lift his hips and I could feel his hearty mantool as the head withdrew through the glove-like tunnel of my insides and the shaft moved out through the tight opening. Then he stopped and slowly, oh so slowly, he lowered himself and drove the fleshy spike back into my hole. When it was in all the way, he gyrated his hips and stirred my guts with his hard, hot ass trowel. I was in heaven!!!
I lay back with my eyes clamped shut and just concentrated my whole focus on the marvelous sensations that were coursing throughout my whole body. I could imagine the shiny, smooth head as it moved back-and-forth inside me -- it's foreskin pulling back behind the corona and the bluish- red head almost bright enough to be like a searchlight shining up into me, lighting the way even farther than it could reach. Then as he began to pull back, the soft, supple cloak would roll its way up and over the head, enshrouding it and spreading its covering of natural slickness. In-and-out, out-and-in, the head would slowly appear and then disappear again as the tube of skin moved freely up and down the shaft.
All my nerve endings were exposed to his touch -- inside and out. Even as I felt the incredible pleasures of his fantastic cock being driven into me with such erotic mastery, I was also aware of the heat of his breath on my neck as he nibbled and caressed it with his lips. Slowly his mouth traveled up the side of my jaw and I felt his lips on mine. I opened my teeth, which had been clinched in ecstacy, and felt the heat of his tongue as it entered the furnace of my mouth. I closed my lips around it and sucked on it like it would give me the same cr^Ême that I was longing to have erupting into my lower regions.
He was a master of the man fuck!! The way he moved was sensational! The way he used that solid, hooded snake to ream my male cunt, prodding, pushing, and probing -- riding over my prostate until I was almost to the point of screaming out loud! His balls bounced into my buns each time he hit home and just echoed the higher, harder impact of his pubes into my own hanging pair. His abs and the wiry feel of his treasure trail were rubbing the underside of my pulsing member driving it to higher levels of rigidity. He had me stretched as tight a violin string and was playing me with his hot, blood-engorged bow. We were enveloped in the final crescendo of a major symphonic orchestration!!!
Slowly the tempo of his motions began to build. He was now starting to piston my ass with his mighty shaft like that of a racing engine. The faster he pounded the better it felt and the more I started to moan and buck back up into him. I didn't know how strong the cot was, but I didn't care. If it collapsed under us, I just hoped he wouldn't stop! But it kept holding. He was now slamming that meat into me like his ass hammer was being driven by a runaway diesel!! His low guttural sounds were increasing in both intensity and volume. Grunts exploded from both our chests and mouths each time he drove himself into my fuck chute!! We were on the home stretch, and there was nothing that was going to stop it!!!
"OOOooooohhhhhhh, goddddddddddd!" he started moaning. "OOOoooooooohhhhh, yesssssss, babyeeee! OOOOooohhhhh, yessssssss! OOOooooohhhhhhh, my goddddddddddd! Ooooooooh, my godddddddd!! It's gonna shoot!! It's gonna cum, baby! It's going to shoot the grandaddy load up that hot ass!!! Hang on, babe! Hang on! Here it cummmmzzzzzzz!! It's gonna go!!"
Hearing his vocalizations, I opened my mouth enough to respond to him. From deep in my throat and chest I managed to form some nearly coherent sounds.."Oooooohhhhh, yessssss!! Drive that hot cock in there!! Let that baby squirt its load deep in there!!! You fill me up with all that hot jizzz. Yeah, baby. gimme what I want. Fuck that ass, boy!! Fuck that ass and drive that stake in there!! Ooooooh, yesssss!!!!! Make it cum, baby!!! Make that monster cock cum up my ass!!! C'mon, babe, gimme that hot juice!! Let it go, babe! Let it GO!!!!"
My whole lower area was demanding that it be fed!! It wanted him to fill its hungry depths with everything he could pump out into it!! It wanted him!! Every bit of him!!!! I could feel the heat of his body on top of me. I felt the drops of his sweat as they beaded and fell onto my chest. My hands felt the equal wetness along his shoulders and back. He was definitely getting a work-out from this -- and I was more than glad that I was there to receive what he had to give!!!
Suddenly he jammed himself into me until he damned near split me in two.and froze in place!! His last driving lunge had lifted my ass at least a foot up off the cot. He had slipped his hands under my armpits and was gripping my shoulders to pull me to him as tightly as he could. He pulled his knees up sharply and then I felt his whole body shudder and go rigid. I knew what was coming next!!!
"UUUUunnnnnnngggghhhhhhhh!" he keened between clenched teeth. "Uuuuuunnnnggghhhhh!" and then he jerked again and I felt that first volley of ball batter explode into my hungry guts. It was like a volcanic eruption of hot magma as his incredible rod jerked and pulsed and his man juice shot up the tube and spurted out through the slit at the tip of that marvelous strawberry and spraying the walls of my chute.
"Oooohh, yeah, baby!!! Shoot that cr^Ême!! Gimme that load!!! OOOOOhhhhh, yeahhhh, babe! You give me all that good juice!! Ohhh how I want that stuff in there!! Fill me up 'til it squirts back out!! Give it to me, babe!!! Give it to me good!!!"
I could feel his whole cock and its head swell inside me and pulse as it unloaded its wonderful cr^Ême filling. Each jerk and movement was visualized in my mind and made me want even more!! Shot after shot it came!!! Six, seven, .. I lost count in the haze of my overloaded senses. Somewhere in there I came to long enough to reach down between us and grab my own swollen rod. One, two jerks and it blew!! I shot stream after stream of creamy white ropes between us.
Each time my gun fired, I could feel my asshole tighten and then feel his cock pulse and shoot another load inside me. It was monumental!! It was beyond unbelievable!! I have never had anyone bring me to such a level of rapture!! I wanted it to go on and on. I didn't want it to stop!! .but slowly it subsided and he just collapsed and fell forward onto me -- our sweat-slickened bodies sliding against each other. I held him as tightly as I think I ever held another human being, pulling him against my heaving chest and trying to stretch the pleasures of his contact for as long as I could.
"My, god! That was incredible!" he whispered down to me. "I think I'm going to be too tired to go to work!"
"You can say that again," I managed to gasp out. "It was fantastic!! I may still have to get up and go to work..but I'm also in no hurry. Let's just lie still a minute and try to catch our breath." .and so we did. We just lay there, him on top of me, for a few minutes. Somewhere in that time he moved slightly and I felt his then completely deflated member slip out of me. I remember thinking that I wished it would rise again and go back in for another round, but knew that we had both really exhausted ourselves and it wasn't going to replay right away (certainly not like when I was 25 or so).
Finally, he lifted himself and said, "I guess we better get up and get dressed." Reaching over behind a box, he pulled out a towel and handed it to me. "I think you're going to need this."
"I think you're right on that too, .and you better have one for yourself!" I answered, taking the towel and beginning to wipe the smeary, wet mess off my chest and stomach. "Wow! We gotta do this again sometime. This set-up is great!! And you were great too!! I could really use another go at that on another day"
"Me too.but I don't know when we are going to be able to," he responded. "I'm leaving on a 6 to 8-week business trip to South America later this week. If it all works out, I'll only be back here to pack up and move down there permanently. But, if I do have a chance, you can bet I'll try to look you up."
"I do hope you can," I said, somewhat dejected. Here was this great looking stud, who could give such a phenomenal romp, and it was not going to go anywhere. Oh, well.. It was certainly one time to remember!
Standing up and reaching for my clothes, he lifted my face and kissed me, his right hand reaching down to caress my now also shrunken cock. "By the way, my name is Jared," he said.
"I'm Peter," I replied. "I hope I get to see you again."
We dressed, he opened the door, and I got in my car. After he closed the unit door, I followed him out through the gate. As we drove out onto the street, he turned to the right and waved through his open window. I turned left and headed off to work. I have never seen him again since that morning.but that was one morning I will remember for years to come. _________________________________________
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