Surprise meeting 2
I awoke on Sunday morning feeling great, perhaps a little sore from having Bills cock the afternoon before, but contented. I must be honest it was quite a surprise, as what happened was the last thing I had expected, I certainly did not think anything remotely like that would happen, because as some of you know a chubby older guy doesn't really have much chance of having some real fun. It always seems to be the muscular or the slim guys who get all the attention, not a chubby older guy who on top of that has trouble keeping it up. Over the years I had excepted it and had not even bothered trying to find another man to fuck with, knowing full well the mission would fail, so I let things just carry on as normal.
My youth on the other hand was really full on, I had discovered that I enjoyed being fucked or fucking another guy more than getting a shag or a wank from the odd girls at school. Mr Jones our caretaker turned my head to male sex, over the year or so I visited him it was total enjoyment even when he was in one of his ordering phases. My other few experiences that I had up until I was around my late 20s were also loads of fun and excitement, those I will tell you about later.
I had my first heart problems around my late 20 or early 30s. I had not long been married, put her in the family way and decided to do the right thing. Things were going along ok, loads of sex and then my heart attack, nearly popped my clogs, things started to go down hill then, had a little problem keeping my erection and when a few years later had another, beginning of the end, eventually she fucked off, I suppose I don't blame her really, we all need a good fuck.
A couple of years later thing were looking up, I was feeling great, but I did miss a good fuck, no good trying to get together with any women, couldn't keep it up, couldn't shag them so no go. I had many times had thoughts about when I was young and at how I thoroughly loved feeling a man fucking me or me sucking him feeling him cum in my mouth giving him pleasure, but even that seemed unavailable. I did manage to meet one guy through a gay contact web site, after writing to each other I arranged to meet at his over in Watford, got there and it all went wrong, turned out all he wanted was me to fuck him with a dildo, more or less I gave up then.
I can recall that on one occasion I was going to visits to the caretaker, I called down to his flat because my mum had gone to see her sister and was out for the day, so it gave me the opportunity to have some sexy fun, I knocked but got no answer, I waited around for about half an hour and thought fuck it. As it was raining I decided to go to the pictures, there was a western on with John Wayne in it I wanted to see. It was only about mid morning when I arrived at the pictures and had to queue along with all the other people waiting for the cinema to open. The queue started to move forward and I noticed a bloke kept looking at me, went in sat in the back row right over in the corner so that I wouldn't have to keep moving to let people pass. About halfway through the film someone sat next to me and after a short while I started to feel his leg pressing against mine.
I took no notice and soon I felt his hand touch my leg, I knew what he was up to but never stopped him, found it a turn on. It didn't take long before he placed his coat across our laps and placed his hand on my crotch. I didn't move or try to stop him, in fact I was enjoying it, he reached for my hand and placed it on his crotch and with his hand over mine started to squeeze his swelling cock. He fumbled with the buttons and his cock was out and even thought he had now removed his hand from mine I still started to wank him. It didn't last long, he spunked all over my hand, he handed me a handkerchief, tidied himself up and left the cinema. I just sat there disappointed at what had just happened, was hoping for more.
After the first film ended I decided not to see the other and left, was going to see if the caretaker was in as I was feeling horney and was wanting some fun. Leaving the cinema I noticed that he was standing under the canopy sheltering from the rain. As I started to walk away he walked up beside me as said "Hello, where are you going" "Home" I replied, "Want to come home with me" he asked "What for" I teased knowing full well what he was up to. "Thought you would like to" he said, "or have you got to be home". "No don't have to be home for ages yet" I replied "Well then" he said "want to come" "If you want" I replied trying to sound as if I could care less. "How far is it" I asked, "I don't want to get soaked" Just up Paddington street" he replied as we walked at a quick pace.
He entered the block of flats opposite the little park there, opened the door to the ground floor flat and said as he went in, "Come in". After we entered he said "Take a seat while I get some towels to dry our hair, I then could see him quite clearly, he must have been in his late 30s or early 40s, tall and quite good looking. Returning with the towels we dried our hair, and he said, "Want to see my dick" I nearly burst out laughing at such a silly remark. "Don't know" I lied, I wanted to see the cock I had wanked not an hour ago. He undid his trousers, let them drop to the floor, stepped out of them and said to me, "Do you want to get undressed as well " "Do you want me to" I teased. "Yes" he said so I stood up and stripped everything off. "You're a handsome boy" he said as he looked at my now stiffening cock. He reached out and took my cock in his hand and sort of led me towards a big sofa.
"Sit here" he said, I sat down and leaned against the back of the sofa. He dropped to his knees and started to wank me, "Is that nice" he asked "Kind of" I lied, it was lovely, I was expecting him to suck me off so I parted my legs hoping he would try and touch my arse, but he didn't. After a while he said, "Turn round and kneel up on the sofa". "What for" I teased, knowing full well why he wanted me to do it. "I want to do something, I wont hurt you" he said I turned, knelt up and waited to see what he was going to do, I was hoping he was going to shove his cock in me. I felt him part my arse cheeks and thought Yes.! Then I felt him start to kiss the cheeks of my arse, then he started to lick along the crack of my arse, ever so often try to stick his tongue up my arse. I must of moaned because he said "You like that don't you". "Yes" I replied as he started to push his tongue deeper up my arse. Then I felt him slip a finger up inside me. "Oh" I said. "Sorry did it hurt" he said "A little" I lied. "but it was ok". He slipped it back inside me, I was loving it, I wanted his fucking cock not his finger. After a short period of him fingering me with first one then two fingers and also licking my hole, he must have thought I was ready because he started to rub his cock against me arse hole. "Don't hurt me" I said hoping he would think it was my first time "I wont" he said as he started to push against me, I was squeezing my bum muscles stopping him slipping inside me. "You are tight" he said as he pushed gently, "try to relax" he continued "it will be ok". "Im scared it will hurt" I lied. "I could feel him putting something slippery around and in my arse hole, Vaseline I thought. "this will make it go in easier" he said, "Just relax, I promise it wont hurt" he continued, I thought to myself I fucking know it wont. I relaxed the muscles and his cock slipped inside me "Oh" I said louder as made out to pull away. "Are you ok" he asked "sorry if it hurt you" "Yes, it just took me by surprise" I lied, "do it gently" I said. He eased himself slowly up me moaning as he did, in and out he pushed his cock. "Oh," I said "it feels funny" "Do you like it" he asked pushing in me again "Does it feel nice". "Kind of nice" I lied again, "It does feel nice when you go in" I continued. "Like this" he said as he shoved into me, I immediately pushed back against him sending him deep inside me so as his balls slapped against me. "Oh yes" I said "it feels too big", I continued hoping that would make him fuck me harder. "Do you want me to stop" he asked "Its ok" I said, "You just feel so big up me, are you going to do what you did in the cinema" I asked. "What do you mean" he asked. "Spurt your stuff out" I said trying to sound childish as I pushed gently against his cock. He never answered just pushed a little deeper inside my now wet and slippery arse. I hope he spunks up me I thought to my self as I started to feel myself begin to cum. "Im cumming" I moaned.
He released the grip he had on my hips and reached under taking hold of my cock and started to wank me. "Oh fuck" I said as my spunk shot out, "come on" he said "let it go". After I had finished spunking he grasped my hips again and started to fuck me hard and fast, making grunting noises as he did. "Im going to cum" he moaned as he leaned slightly further over my back and pushed himself into me. I didn't know if he had spunked up me as I couldn't feel anything, unlike when Mr. Jones cums in me. He then suddenly pulled out and I could feel him spurting along the crack of my arse, slapping his cock against me as he did. "That was wonderful" he said as he started to rub his cock up and along my crack, I could feel all his cum in my crack, it was fantastic all warm and slippery. He rubbed it along a few more times then shoved it back up me again. "Oh" I moaned , He continued pushing in and out of me and I could feel myself moving to meet his thrusts. " God, you're a lovely bit of boy arse" he said as he showed hard into me " Id love to shag you again some time if you'd like" he said as he rammed himself against me. "If you want" was all I managed to say as I thought I could feel him cum again. "Have you did it up my bum" I asked hoping I sounded like a young boy would sound. "Just a little" he said as he pulled out of me, I could feel a little dribble start to leak from me.
We cleaned ourselves up sat talking for a while, and we arranged another get together and I left. As I walked home I could feel my arse throbbing and felt excited that I had fucked with someone other than the caretaker, I didn't feel dirty knowing what I had just allowed to happen, just a sort of excitement.
Sitting here at home trying to recall about my youth gave me a little buzz, yes they were probably the best years, no worries just total fun and excitement. How I miss those younger years. And now apart from the few times of having got together with Bill, nothing. I sat here wondering if most other chubby elderly guys ever felt the same as I do, do they find its mainly the thin or muscular guys who get all the fun.
To be continued
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