Older for Older

It was one of those early spring mornings that I couldn't sleep. As I have grown older, the nights have left me more restless. Not only was I restless, but also my cock was stirring in my briefs. That's not too bad for a guy of sixty-five. Most of my life I have known I was different. But don't all of us consider ourselves different in one way or another?

For the majority of my years, even though I had married and had a beautiful daughter, I have always considered myself a bi-sexual man--a keen attraction for both men and women. But in my senior years, I have become more and more attracted to men. To me a man's cock is a thing of beauty. I love the hardness, --the mushroom head--a pair of full balls that I roll in my fingers feels like large erotic beads and I desire a firm ass that I can squeeze like loaves of homemade fresh bread. Just to lie naked next to a man with my eyes closed and kiss him deep and fondle his cock and balls brings great excitement and pleasure to my chosen sex partner and me.

In my early forties when I played with men, I usually only liked to be sucked and oral reciprocation was not part of my sexual experience. I live in New York City and there were gay baths in those days to visit, so it was easy and quick to find sexual release. I would usually check into in a bath house in the East Village, shower first, check out the swinging wet cocks, go to the steam room for a few minutes and maybe fondle someone in the misty, hot room. Then I would go lie down naked on the small bed in my dimly lit cubicle and wait for some strange man to come in.

As I lay waiting in excited anticipation, some man would usually come by, open the door a bit wider, and peek in. If he were interested, he would come into my room. Slowly this aggressor, who I wanted to seduce me, would move towards me. He would some times touch my chest, tweak a nipple, massage my stomach and then he would slowly reach under my towel that covered the lower half of my body. A hand of a stranger would start to gently massage my cock and twirl my balls. I was so turned on that someone wanted my cock.

It was not super large--a comfortable 6 inches with a very nice head. It was very suck able. I remember one man saying, as he took my dick into his hand, " Nice little Louisville slugger." Then he sniffed something called "rush" from a small red bottle, leaned down and inhaled my whole aroused cock into his wet, hot mouth. What pleasure!

I was always excited being in a dim lit room and having some stranger play with my cock. After a few minutes of cock massage, he would capture my hardening cock like an erotic sword swallower and slide my hard cock into his mouth. I would play with the man's cock that was servicing me, but not suck him

One night in the baths I was naked waiting in my room and a big, tall, black man entered, came directly over to me and put his cock on my lips and said, "Suck it, baby." and waiting for no answer from me, he tried to shove his 8 inches of hot meat into my clamped shut mouth.

"Open up, bitch." He wasn't going to take no for an answer.

I was shocked and scared at the same time. He demanded that I do it and was dominating me. I began to hesitantly put my tongue on the large, salty tasting head.

He demanded, "Come on, suck my monster." I didn't know what to do, but there was a big fat cock at my lips and I sucked it in. That opened a new experience for me. I wasn't quite sure if I liked a cock in my mouth or not. I discovered more about that at a later time in my man-to-man sexual experiences.

As the aids epidemic spread throughout the country, more and more bathhouses shut down. Easy, fast, man-to-man sex became difficult for me to find. During that shutdown period I was not having much sex.

Then I was introduced to the Internet and a whole new world of possible sexual encounters opened up for me. Chat rooms for Gay Men 50 plus and Older Gays were available through different service providers.

On the morning when I couldn't sleep, I got out of bed and shuffled into my little office and turned on the computer. I went directly to Yahoo Chat and entered the Older for Older Room and turned on my video cam. I got excited when guys would request to see my cam to view my cock.

If they liked what they saw, messages would pop up on my screen:

"Love your cock." "Nice cock." "Would love to suck your cock" "Hey Daddy, would you spank me?" The ongoing messages turned me on.

As I looked at the different names in the room, I came across a handle of BIG COCK IN QUEENS. Queens was not far from my apartment in Brooklyn. So I opened a chat window and sent a "good morning from Brooklyn," message to Big Cock.

He responded, "What do you want?" "I was looking for some fun and you? "That could be of interest to me. Where do you live?" "Brooklyn and I have a place to meet. Are you available?" "Could be. What do u like?" "I like oral, stroking, close body contact and kissing. And you?" "Pretty much the same. Do you suck?"

"Yes. And do u suck?" "If you like, I'll suck you." "I'm 6" cut and your?" "8 inches cut" Wow! Do you have a cam?" "Yes. Would you like to see my cock?" "Oh yes! I want to see it. I' ll invite you to see my cam, too."

In a moment his video transmission hit my screen. A perfect, luscious cock was in my view. I looked at his piece of meat in awe. He was standing up with a great view for me and was jacking it slowly. My heart pound with excitement-- I wanted that cock to play with, suck and worship.

"You like my cock?" he asked. "Very much. Oh yes, very much" "I'm glad you like it." "Are you available to come to my place," I asked. "Yes. Where do you live." "Can you get to Brooklyn/"? "Yeah. I can be there in an hour or so. Do you really want my big cock.?" "Yes, I really want to suck it.'

I gave him directions by train and we hung up. I was so excited. I never had a cock that big to play with by my choice. It was a dream comes true.

I went to my bedroom and made the bed and straightened up a bit. Then I went into the bathroom, shaved and brushed my teeth. I turned on the hot water in the shower and stepped in.

One thing I like is to be clean when I meet with a man. So I shampooed my hair and then soaped my body and used a scrubby cloth to get squeaky clean. I lathered up my hand and reached back to my ass, spread my cheeks and cleansed my asshole--for excitement I stuck a soapy finger up my anus and wiggled it.

Wow! That felt good. I stepped out of the shower and viewed my swollen, hanging cock in the mirror in front of me. My cock looked full and ready for a morning of fun.

I got dressed in sweat pants and put on no underwear. I just wanted to pull them down and be ready for Mr. Eight Inches as quickly as possible. I told the guy I would meet him at the porch of my house. I had given him my cell number and asked him to call when he got off the subway a few blocks from my house. I sat on the chair on my front porch and to my surprise; a man walked slowly by front of the house and then turned around and walked back and stopped and looked up at the number on the house.

I called out, "Karl?"

He answered, "Mischa is that you/"

"Yeah. Welcome. Come on up."

I shook his hand, opened up the front door and told him to follow me up the stairs all the way to the top floor. .

We got to the top floor and the sun was shinning brightly through the windows. He took off his jacket and threw it on the back of a kitchen chair.

"Come into the bedroom where can have some privacy."

"Yeah. That would b e great."

He followed right behind me. I closed the bedroom door.

I took off my polo shirt, flipped off my slippers and said, " Take off your clothes and throw them on that chair." I took off my sweat pants and stood naked in front of him. I stared at him as he undressed.

He was about 165 lbs, 5' 9" and was 54 years old. Not a good-looking guy, but he had a nice smile and was very accommodating.

He took off his shoes and then his shirt. He opened up his belt and dropped his trousers. Down came the jockeys and he stood naked before me. His cock was limp and soft. It didn't look like it could grow to 8 inches.

I laid down the bed, moved to the inside position and motioned for him to join me. He scooted next to me and put his arm around me. I pulled him in close to me and our lips were so close. He put his hands behind my head and gave me a full kiss on my lips. It was sweet and I parted his lips and he sucked in my tongue. Our tongues battled and twisted. As I sucked his tongue, I grabbed his cock and in return he took my dick into his hand. We played with each other's cocks as we kissed deeply.

We just kissed and played with our cocks for a few minutes. His started to grow--he wasn't lying--it was a real 8 incher. As I played with his cock, he pulled himself up and twisted his body to face my hardening cock. I had taken a blue pill just before he arrived. I wanted my cock to perform as well as possible. He leaned down and took the head of my cock into his mouth. He bathed the head with his tongue and rolled my balls in his fingers. He was a great cocksucker!

I just lay there and enjoyed each roll of his tongue. I Gasped and moaned when he sucked in the whole length of my shaft. This meeting was more than I could have ever expected and I hadn't even sucked his cock yet.

I pulled my cock out of his mouth and turned my head to face his throbbing prick. I got in a 69 position on my side and got a close-up of his cock. I sniffed his maleness, grabbed his cock-head and licked it. Mmmmm so good. I woofed in the whole head and we mutually sucked each other.

There we were side by side sucking each other. I reached for his balls. They were not large, but I massaged them as I sucked him deeper. I was able to take his whole cock into my mouth and enjoyed swallowing the whole piece. I sucked him deeper and deeper and I knew he close to cuming and he pulled out of my mouth. He rolled onto his back and jerked his own cock and shot a jet of cum onto his stomach and groaned. I grabbed his cock and pumped out the drops of cum and then licked the head clean.

I said he was accommodating--he went back to sucking my cock. That's unusual--most guys don't suck you once they cum.

When the sex was all over, we had a conversation about family, the army and things in general.

As he was getting dressed I asked what he did for work, he answered, "I'm a doorman in a luxury building in Manhattan."

I said, " That's nice--when you're not opening doors, you can open my drawers anytime you want."

As he going down the stair to leave, he replied, "I'll do that and you don't even have to tip me."

I smiled to myself--"I'll tip him alright--I'll take very good care of the tip of his cock."

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