It was a "SexNow" ad on the net. He matched my description except that he was a little taller, a little more built and a little bigger in the shorts than I thought I could handle. Dark hair and eyes, a little balding on the top, a gym bulked body, but not overly so, and a trim gut -- unusual for men in our age range of mid-40s. We met in the lobby of the Hyatt . I spotted him and he immediately met my appreciative stare. We talked briefly, he offered me a drink and ordered top shelf even though I hadn't asked -- a gentleman. His accent was slight and delightfully musical. I watched his eyes sparkle as he talked; his lips were smooth and sensuous beneath his dark brown mustache. He was sizing me up the same way. "Can we get out of here?" I suggested. Immediately he threw some money on the bar and we were in the parking lot... "Follow me" he commanded, and I did. We arrived at his house in minutes; my hard on had not had time to relax.. Inside in the entrance hall he said "Hello" with his lips softly caressing mine. His hands stroked my body and lightly pinched my tits to make my nips pop through my shirt.. It was then I felt below. It was like a large banana down there. "Oh my god" I thought, " I can't ..." But his hands were stroking my face and neck and he was following with his soft lips. "Let's go upstairs" he suggested. I stripped off my shirt and shoes and followed. The bed was huge and yielding. He lay on his back and I finally got a look at the monster. His cock was between 8 and 9 inches long, uncut, and too wide to ring with one hand. It jutted straight up beckoning my mouth forward. I was on my hands and knees and slid my lips around the covered head and let it slip slowly into my throat inch by inch. I heard him sigh and moan softly as it hit the back of my throat and down my gullet. I deep throated his long tube and then pulled back so I could play with his head. I lashed my tongue back and forth across his piss slit and heard him say " Ah, you know that trick". I ran my tongue tip around the flared glans inside his clean hood. His body was straining and arcing up and down. His hand was playing with my ass cheeks, tickling my hole. He spread my cheeks and I could feel the air. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, he produced a latex surgical glove and some lube. "A little different" I thought, but the lube felt good as he packed my butt with a slicked up finger. He dove in deep and twisted and pulled out. I grunted my approval. "You like that. "more of a statement than a question. " Mmm" I responded, mouth still full of his huge, hard cock. I felt two fingers inside me twirling, seeking my prostate. My cock was dribbling pre-cum and there were tingles running up my spine and into my balls. I was down on him sucking happily, my ass up in the air and I think I felt another finger go in. My butt was glowing hot and radiating throughout my body. My cock was hard and leaking, my nipples were taut and I pinched the left one and twisted intensely pushing more heat up the back of my neck, scorching my ears. I thought I heard a squishing and sucking noise like a toilet plunger being used, but all I could feel was an amazing sensual furnace up my ass. I think there were four fingers inside. "You're so tight" he said through his teeth. "Stay just like that" he ordered. My head was comfortable in the soft bedding but my butt hole was suddenly empty, hollow. I heard him shuffle and move .I began to think he might be getting a large anal torture devise and began my exit plan, but he was reaching to grab a foil packet.. "This guy's really into latex!" was my last thought before I felt it enter. Like a silver bullet train into a tunnel, he slipped smoothly and easily, filling the vacant cavity as if it were made for him. The incredible feel of the long, smooth slab of meat rubbing my inner walls and massaging my prostate radiated thrills like ripples in a pond. He continuously and slowly pushed himself in and out of me until I was practically drooling. He pulled out and said " Lean over the bed". I stood and leaned over, a towel was conveniently placed under my oozing cock head as his big, square, flat cock head nosed itself back into the slick, eager recesses of my fiery hole. I had never been fucked like this before and it was driving me crazy. Again he went in at a slow pace, sawing back and forth causing fires to flare up, die down and flash again inside me. I think I must have cum a few times but not with a full hard on, just a semi-hard leaking buckets of jizz. That part was strange. Finally he began to speed up and I thought that was the finale, but no. At the last minute, he pulled out, ripped off his condom and said "Suck me off" I gobbled the glorious giant, his foreskin now fully retracted and his cock head a juicy coral color. Ignoring the taste of rubber, I pushed his hard cock as far into my esophagus as it could go and massaged it with my throat muscles. .I pulled back and tongued the underside up and down letting the head slide across my slippery, soft palette at the back of my throat.. His pace increased as he lunged repeatedly, his pubes tickling my mustache over and over. "I'm coming" he breathed, and shot about 5 volleys of cum so far down I couldn't taste it. He thought I would use the towel to spit it out, but I smiled and said "Too late". After a some nice Frenching, I had to get home. "We must do this again" he suggested. I'd have to think about it...