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It was as if it were yesterday. Yet this happened twenty years ago. Now with greying hair, I was a successful businessman. Instead of seeking passion and excitement, my libido was now more into profit margins. The nights of going clubbing were no more, despite occasionally hooking up with a guy. Sure I still loved and sought out getting banged, but a lot of my time now, was either meetings or on the computer. Sitting in my desk on the 20th floor of NYC, I had my own stock services and tax business. Far prettier than Philly, where I had grown up, along with enjoying my formative years. In high school and college I had lovely partners, but now my companion was investment portfolios. Drinking my coffee, today was a slow day in the office, and a song came on that reminded me of my youth.
Was fortunate enough to have a supportive family. My mom and dad, siblings all knew I was gay. At school I was quite popular. The blonde hair and my sparkling Green eyes turned a lot of heads. Women knew but they called me "a heartbreaker." Many were and still are my friends, but a few tried to get me into the ladies. They were unsuccessful, as all I wanted was other guys, and at a rapid rate. That song played on my Bose system, and I was transformed into my 21 year old self on summer break. I unwinded my stress with the business classes, with poppers and dressing provocatively. Always made sure I was smooth, that my ass got regular exercise with dildos. Also I'd purposely go to the nightclub wearing small orange briefs and a sleeveless shirt. Sweet fragrance wearing, I knew how to make men make fools of themselves.
Was I a tease? Yes to a degree, as often dancing with guys, I would put my ass up against their crotch. Feeling what they had down below hard, always gave me exhilarating vibes. An occasional hug or kiss helped too, but when I saw the right guy, I was literally ready to be theirs. No hesitation or remorse, as after all we are sexual beings. I flaunted my sexuality with dance moves, although sometimes men got too aggressive. The one who approached me with dignity and quiet confidence, was the one who got to experience my passionate grinding naughtiness. So horny and hot blooded always, my drive was always in fifth gear.
With the music playing, I remember vividly wearing those little orange briefs. The doorman as usual charged me no cover, and eyed me from head to toe. Was so gratifying. As I walked in, free drinks and poppers all night. The dance floor and the techno music, lights, was so stimulating. Yet my plan was to absolutely get pounded. I had in the bathrooms there before, but tonight I wanted to be taken to another man's home. It was time to get the thirst quenched, and from the beginning, lots of handsome men to choose from.
Danced with several guys, but I knew who I wanted from the get go. He had eyed me several times, and I could see in his slacks he was very well endowed. It was as if he had a tent pole out in his pants, and his dark brown hair and eyes. He was certainly Italian or Greek. The city had a large population from the Mediterranean, and when he approached me, my heart fluttered with anticipation. He introduced himself as John. I joined him at one of the tables, where he bought me a drink. Very smart, sexy, and sophisticated. He was in his late 20's, and I believed him, when he said he was a car sales manager. He oozed in manliness, and was a dapper dresser. I felt comfortable with him, as we discussed a whole host of subjects. He made me laugh. There was chemistry already, and with each drank he bought me, I was really starting to relax.
John was quite witty. He just had this way about him. Eventually he grabbed my hand, and danced with me. The music seemed more bass pounding, and the lights illuminated in cascading ways. Being in his arms felt good, and soon he had his hands on my hips. Like melting butter, soon we were dancing and kissing. He was so masculine, and his lips were undeniably addictive. I moaned as he touched my hard nipples under the shirt, and there was nothing I could do. Our tongues danced in a mating ritual, that's been with humans since our existence, and I pulled him towards me. "Take me to your house baby as I want you." At first he was taken aback, but he walked out with me holding my hands. Opened up his Cadillac coupe for me. Then we were kissing in the car, and the windows were foggy, and I got his attention by grabbing his pants crotch. "Now baby now." He took the hint, and only five minutes later we were in his apartment. I was panting like a dog the whole ride in heat, and we were inside to a locked door.
Here we kissed like lovers who knew each other forever, and he walked me to his bedroom. That king sized mattress with the blue comforter was perfect, and I made sure to get the lube out as tonight was going to be extraordinary. He threw me on the bed, and was kissing me. Going into my shorts he felt my shaved erect penis in his warm hands. I literally moaned and he massaged my balls, and the tension was thick and I was full of energy. Kissing we both took our shirts off, and I made my move.
Straddling on top of him, our heart rates increasing, we kissed and I moved down to suck his nipples. That monster cock was below me, and boy did I want to have my time with it. He was gnashing his teeth, as I took his belt off. Down his pants went, and I practically ripped his underwear off. Oh wow. I had seen a lot of cocks, but none like this beauty. Trimmed nicely he was definitely 9 inches or so, with a lovely head and giant set of balls. I made my attack instinctively. He was smiling as I caressed his manhood, and absolutely in another dimension as I went down on him. His precum was so delicious, and I enjoyed the smell and taste of his musky package. Circling my tongue around his shaft, and sucking his gigantic balls, I owned him completely. My power over him was obvious, as his eyes closed as I bobbed up and down on him. He was so deep lying in the bed, and I attacked his penis with gusto. The smell of sex and our hormones enveloped us.
"Mr Pruitt, our financials are in today." What the? I was awake in a dream like state, as my administration assistant Eileen walked in. Thank goodness I didn't work one off. She noticed saying "are you okay? You look a bit flushed." I was frustrated at my memory like dream being interrupted. Yet somehow I maintained my cool that happens with age and mellowing. "It's been a long day, all is alright, thank you though." She asked if I needed anything, and was out the office and would soon be on the subway home.
Got some water out of my mini fridge, and tried to look at the financials. Yet my mind wondered to that night with John. It is a part of who we are, and I remembered him pushing my head down, which made me even crazier and unhinged. It took all of my jaw, lips, and tongue to deepthroat him. More of his precum all over and in my mouth. Soon he stopped me, pulled me up next to him as we kissed. He reached into my shorts, and those hands took them off. My hard cock was his and I belonged to him. John's hands were magic, and soon he was gobbling up me. I was literally a mess. Sweat pouring out and he was looking me right in the eyes at the same time. It was as if two worlds collided, and I screamed when his tongue dropped below and he started to finger me. I was relaxed and literally he was popping my g spot. It was if he was my piano player. Each note lit me up, and soon I was begging him to fuck my brains out. This was so great but I couldn't hold on anymore, and he pushed me down on the bed.
I heard him apply the lube and finger me more. Pure radiance throughout, but how could I take a long thick cock like that? He might break me. Yet I wanted him too. He popped that giant head into me an inch or two, and I yelled out. This was a lot of pressure, and the movement of his hips propelled him gently into me. More and more I was being probed. Filled up. There was some initial shock, but soon I felt his hairy chest on my back as he plowed me like I never had been before. It was so damn good, and I shook all over as he had his way with me. Yet I knew what had to be done. I wanted to last for awhile, because at this rate I was going to climax.
Riding him was so important, and I slid his hardness into me. We kissed so vigorously, and he literally howled as I massaged his balls that protruded from my hole. He was filling me up. That man was a stallion. So passionate and intense. I was at an apex. This river was to be crossed, as the build up was starting to occur. Also I knew based on his testes being up, that it wouldn't be much longer before I was fully bred. He was definitely going to explode in me, and I was so turned on, that I kept gripping my hole tighter. The intensity of it all was nothing seen or felt before, and as he went deeper up me, I shot a humongous load all over him and what could have been the ceiling. I gyrated as this was the most profound orgasm ever, and soon he buckled up.
It was now when. I kissed him and said "I love your cock baby. Fuck me like an animal." This drove him crazy, and he held onto my arms, as he howled out the call all of us bottoms desire. Large thick loads of his warm cum filled me up, and he had an orgasm that delivered a geyser of his dna in me. Oh wow what a rush, and all I remember is falling on him as his seed went up and down my hole. Asleep we both were, and what a love making session we had just shared in. We would get it on that whole summer, and today he's still the best lover I ever had.