And then there is Ernie --------------------------
I heard the clunk of a locker shutting and soon another anonymous "friend" walked into the showers to hose down. I hadn't gotten my rocks off playing with Ray and the two young guys. So, I was especially excited to see someone approach the sauna with whom I always had a great time. Some might not find him attractive, but I had a major hard on for this man. He was another regular of the University tea room brigade. Once, after we had a mutually satisfactory encounter he introduced himself as "Ernie." He was older, as in about 55-60 years-old. He was just a regular married guy from the local community who had worked the city's public restrooms for years. And for a guy about ready to qualify for AARP he kept himself in decent shape. He wasn't overly muscular, but he was well toned. He had a full head of thick grizzled silver and white hair shorn in a flat top giving him a classic old 50s rock and roll vibe. He always had a one or two day-old face of stubble. As for the rest of his face, he was fine. He looked like someone's dad. Not a hunky daddy-type, just a real dad with generally handsome male features who probably had grown children; you're basic Ward Cleaver. And he was very tall. Ernie must have been at least 6'4", but he wasn't lanky.
He had a good build. He had good muscle tone. And, of course, one of my favorite features was his cock. He was a tall guy who had a proportionately long cock that swung beautifully between his legs. When you checked him out as he walked away you could see his dick hang a good six inches below his balls. And when he was hard, his penis felt like a quilted stove pipe. He was sort of cut. At least it looked like he might be cut, because his foreskin didn't completely cover the head of his penis when he was limp, but it was easy to pull lots of skin over the head of his cock when he was hard. And he had great balls. I loved trying to fit them in my mouth. He seemed to enjoy that too. He had soft gray eyes and tended to act shy. But once hard, any shyness completely disappeared. Finally, his last and best feature was he was a horny old goat. I loved getting into trouble with this guy.
Ernie saw me through the heavy glass door sitting on the lower bench. He sauntered in to the sauna, closing the door tightly behind him and grabbed my junk. "How's this working today? Has it seen any action?"
"Yeah, there's been a little action,' I said grabbing him back. "I've been here about a half hour but haven't shot a load yet." I knew telling him about sucking dick would get him excited. "There were two young guys in here about 20 minutes ago. Nice cocks. Ray and I took turns servicing them. They tasted pretty good."
"Ray?" asked Ernie. "You mean that hunky blonde guy with the big dick? Is that his name, Ray?" We all hung out around the same out-of-the way lurid public places, so it didn't surprise me that Ernie probably knew about Ray.
"Yeah. Blonde. Brick shit house. Thin gold mustache. A nine, maybe ten inch fat beautiful uncut dick. That's Ray." I had both of my fists around the length of Ernie's hardening cock and started to jack him as I slipped the head of his hot man meat in my mouth. The pre cum was always thick and heavy with Ernie. Ernie stiffened.
"You get to suck that big dick of his?" he asked. His cock twitched as he talked. "I'd really like to get a taste of that," he said as I continued to work on the boa constrictor between his legs. I had almost half of him in my mouth and down my throat, but had to come up for some air.
"Not yet." I said. "I didn't get much of a chance to chew on Ray's meat today. But we shared two thick hot loads together. Swapped a lot of boy juice with him as he got the two off, one after the other." Again, more twitching. I slid my lips back over Ernie's now rock-hard meat stick and tried to swallow more of him. I got the head of his cock past the back of my throat and felt him begin to spasm. Hell, I didn't want him to cum just yet. I wanted to savor this gentleman's cock as long as possible. There was a lot of trouble I wanted to get into with this guy. Too late.
"Gawd damn!" cried out Ernie. I felt three serious spurts hit the back of my throat. I'm sure it felt good for Ernie, but for me it was a waste. I couldn't taste any of it. Fortunately, he wasn't through. I pulled back a bit, grabbed him with my fists and finished him off with some serious sloppy jacking action and my mouth. He still had plenty to spend as I held onto him and enjoyed a long hot load of mature man batter flood my mouth. Ernie held out as long as he could, but the head of his cock was always super sensitive. It drove him crazy to have someone keep sucking on him after he'd spent. He pulled his dick out of my mouth. Gasping for breath he turned around and sat down next to me. "That's just what I needed. I haven't had a good suck in a couple of weeks." He patted me on the shoulder and then squeezed the back of my neck with his huge right hand.
"You must eat right," I said. "Your cum always tastes sweet. I can't get enough of it." I bent down and tried to stuff his cock in my mouth once more, but he held me off.
"Hell, don't do that! That drives me nuts! Let me rest a bit and I'll do you. I like sucking that foreskin of yours. You've got a damn nice cock."
"Thanks," I said. "We got a lot in common. We both like each other's dicks." I was hard. I grabbed my cock and slapped it against my stomach a couple of times for emphasis. I sat up and put my arm around Ernie's shoulders. I loved the feel of this man's smooth skin against mine. Just rubbing against him was enough to get me off. And I had done just that a couple times when we'd met up in a park tea room in a canyon not far from campus. Ernie willingly settled in against me and rested.
"You think he'll show up again today?" he asked.
"Who? Ray?" I answered. Ernie obviously had a major burn in his crotch for the hunky Ray. "Yeah. Most likely. He usually shows up for a quickie and then goes for a swim. He'll probably be back." Ernie seemed satisfied. He reached down and held onto his softening dick keeping me away from it. And that was OK. I knew Ernie was good for a whole weekend of major sucking and fucking if given the opportunity.