Gay Sex Story - Outdoor Jerkoff
His ass is like white chocolate, velvety and firm. And there's not a hair on it. As I spread the silky, twin globes, which fit perfectly in each of my hands, my eyes slowly trace the deep crevice to his puckered hole. It pulses open and shut, inviting my tongue taste it, to stroke its spongy rim – and explore beyond. I can imagine how tight that muscle would fit around my cock, and I don't know how long I can hold off fucking him.
How did I manage to coax this sexy, young buck into my bed? Well, as a matter of fact, he was the one who did the coaxing. Not that I was unwilling. Far from it. I just didn't believe him, at least at first. I figured it was all sweet-talk. I'm old enough to be his daddy. Sure, I'd heard that some guys his age prefer sex with an older man, but this was a first for me. So, when he sat beside me at the hotel's bar, downstairs, and started chatting with to me, I just assumed he was being friendly. But then he brushed the back of his hand against my thigh. I knew that was no accident, and when I looked at him, his large, dark eyes gazed back at mine.
"My name's Ned," he says.
"Hello, Ned. I'm Leo," I reply, looking at his thick lashes and eyebrows. The top of his shirt is open, and his muscular chest glistens with beads of sweat. "Have you been running?"
"I've been working out. The gym's just down the street. Sometimes I drop in here on my way home," he says, parting his fleshy lips and snaking his pink tongue over their surface. Then he places the palm of his hand on my thigh. "You're a nice-looking man."
"Thanks, but aren't you being a little bold?"
"I can stop if you want me to," he says, looking at me with those seductive eyes.
"I guess I'm just not used to this."
"But you like it?"
I hesitate, not wanting to encourage him. "If you don't mind my asking, how did you know I was gay?"
"I didn't. I just hoped you might be."
"Isn't that risky?"
"Yes," he says, sliding his hand to the inside of my leg.
I like his easy, open manner. He's certainly being candid. But I wonder if this should go any further. "Aren't I a bit old for you, Ned?"
"No. I'm attracted to men like you."
"I've never been with someone your age."
"I think you'd like it, Leo."
His warm hand is very enticing – and the more I look at him, the more I'm tempted.
Then, out of the blue, Ned asks, "Would you like to sleep with me?" His jet-black eyes shine with what? Hope? Yearning? Then he smiles, beaming from ear to ear.
"Yes," I say, impulsively. I have no idea what I'm getting myself into. But somehow I trust him. I doubt that my skills are any match for his, but I don't think Ned is wanting me to prove anything to him.
"That's great!" he says. "We could go to my place, if you want."
"I've got a room here, if that's alright with you."
"No problem." He's still looking at me, grinning, and he brushes his hand over my forearm. "You're a big man," he says. "And you've got a nice build."
"Coming from you, that's quite a compliment," I tell him. "So, why don't we finish our beer and head up?"
"Ready whenever you are," he replies.
We’re alone on the elevator, and he seems content to stand beside me, rubbing the back of his hand against mine. It’s only when I close the door to my room that he faces me, reaching to undo my shirt buttons. I grip his shoulders and lower my mouth to his. Just as our lips touch, he slides his tongue against mine, flicking it back and forth, and then pushes it deep inside. It’s long and thick, and he lets me suck it. At the same time, he’s lifting my shirt free of my pants, and then his hands move to my back, and he presses our bodies together. His mouth is warm and sensual, and as we kiss,. I can feel myself relax.
“How about a shower, Ned?”
“I’d like that.”
We watch each other undress, and when he’s naked, my cock swells at the sight of his beautiful body. His thick shoulders and biceps frame a broad chest and flat stomach, and his beefy nipples project, vulnerable. His calves bulge, and his thighs are fluid pillars of hard muscle. The twin cheeks of his ass ride high, and his dangling cock and balls hang invitingly between his legs. But what’s startling is the total absence of hair below his neck, anywhere, including pubic hair. It makes his thickening erection look unprotected, exposed, but incredibly sexy.
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