only had sex with 1 man in my life, and that was 12 years ago when I was 19. He
was a 48 year old married man with two grown children. He was about 5'9"
190 1bs with balding hair and a black beard with some grey. Although he appeared
to be a little on the chubby side, he actually had a solid thick body.
I had just finished my first year of college, and since it was now summer, I rode
my bike whenever I could around town. I lived in Stony Brook and was attending
Stony Brook university, so I often rode my bike to the campus. During the summer,
the campus was very quite and deserted most of the time. Even though I rode my
bike to campus, I would usually walk with the bike on the campus walkways. One
time, while walking with the bike on campus, I noticed a man sitting on a bench.
He was apparently having lunch while reading some papers. As I neared him, he
looked up and said hello. I nodded and said hello. He then said "nice summer
day today" Yeah I said, I really like riding my bike in this warm weather.
We then engaged in the usual small talk. He said that he also liked to bike ride,
but hadn't in a while. He asked if I was a student etc. He told me that he owned
his own bussiness, and liked teaching a bussiness class in the summer We talked
for about 10 min, when I told him that I had to get going. We shook hands and
A few days later I again rode my bike and again saw him sitting
on the bench. We again greeted and had a brief conversation. This time, He told
me that he was really interested in taking up bike riding again. Thus we talked
about biking and exerscise for a while. He then mentioned how hot the weather
was, and asked if I wanted to talk in his office. He really seemed like a nice
guy, so I said "sure, ok" However, as we walked to his office, I began
to feel a little self conscience about the situation. Here I was a 19 yr old guy
wearing very short biker pants, walking to an office of an older man I hardly
It was a large office with 2 desks. However since it was summer,
he was the only one using the office. There was a small black coutch next to the
window. We both sat down on the coutch and contiunued talking, he also asked me
about my major, how I liked college etc. My uneasyness was maginified when he
began telling me how biking was doing me good, and that I looked in very good
shape. He even told me how he especially liked my long legs. Now, I felt that
he was definately being more friendly than normal. Just being polite I thanked
him, but told him that I had to go somewhere. As I was leaving, he asked if I
was willing to perhaps ride with him. However, since I now felt uncomfortable
about this, I told him that I was going to look for a summer job, and would be
busy. Then he quickly told me that he had a built-in pool, and that I was welcome
to come over for a swim. Again I politely declined his offer. He said he understood,
then gave me his home number in case I changed my mind. As I left his ofice, I
now knew for sure that he was interested in me sexually. I soon realized however
that I was aroused by this. That night, I actually fantasized about him while
masturbating. I fantasized about what he wanted to do with me, I found myself
aroused by his obvious sexual interst in me. I tried to fight these feelings,
but after about 4 or 5 days, I decided to see him again.
I called his
home early in the morning. He sounded surprised to hear my voice but was glad
I called. I told him I was accepting his offer about going for a swim.
We agreed to meet after he finished teaching his class around 11:30 am, and he
gave me directions to his house. I had decided to give him every opportunity to
flirt with me. This time I was going to be more receptive to any advances he might
As it turned out however, he was more aggressive than I thought.
After ringing the door bell, he opened the door. I immediately noticed that he
was wearing a very short bath robe, which just covered his crotch. It actually
apeared as if he was perhaps naked under his robe, it bearly reached pass his
ass. This definately had an effect on me, and my cock got hard looiking at him.
He then showed me around, and brought me out to the pool. He then invited me back
in, and asked me If I wanted something to drink. We then sat down in the living
room and began talking.
He sat down on the coutch first, and told me
to sit down. There was a sofa chair right next to where he was sitting, but I
wanted to make some kind of move. Instead of sitting on the chair, I sat right
next to him on the coutch. I sat down so close to him that our knees were actually
touching. After a few min coversation, I asked him about the comments he had made
about my legs.
"You really like my legs?"
I then told him that I was unhappy about them because they
were too thin.
"No," he said, "they look very good."
He then put his hand on my knee and actually rubbed his hand up towards my upper
thigh. "Do you mind me touching you like that?"
I relpied, "I don't mind at all." I then reached over and placed my
hand on his thigh and told him I prefered to have thicker legs and thighs like
his. I then reached up and touched his beard and said, "I really like your
When i did this, he asked me If I was attracted to men.
I told him that I hadn't thought about it before I met him, and that I had never
had sex yet with a male or female.
He said he found that hard to believe,
but asked if I wanted to have sex with him. I then showed him my hard-on which
was clearly visible thru my shorts He then rubbed his hand against it, and said
"you clearly are aroused."
"Yes." I replied, "you?"
He said that he was definately attracted to me and that he really liked
younger guys. He then stood up and extended his hand and said, "c'mon, lets
go up stairs."
Hand in hand, I followed him upstairs. My legs were
weak and shaky as we climed the stairs, and my heart was racing as we neared his
room. I remember actually feeling an electric shock run thru my body when he closed
the door behind us. It was then that I fully realized that I was going to have
sex with a man.
We faced eachother at the foot of the bed, and he then
removed his robe. He was wearing extremely short jockey shorts, and I could clearly
see his load. I could see the outline of his cock and balls. I immediately reached
out and with clearly shaking hands palmed his crotch. He seemed to have very heavy
balls. He told me to take off my clothes, and when I removed my shorts, my cock
was completely erect. He put both hands on my ass and brought me towards him.
My cock was now up against his stomach. I then put my hands on to his back, and
we hugged. He could feel my heart pounding.
"Wow, you're very exited
"Yes," I said, "very"
"Just relax," he replied.
"I can't relax, I'm just too
aroused." Then he told me to take some deep breaths and relax He then asked
if I wanted to explore his body first.
"Yes, please" I relpied .
He said ok, and he then walked over
towards the head of the bed. He proped up the pillows, then removed his shorts
and layed down onto the bed. After he made himself comfortable, he told me to
come over. His cock was not quite fully erect, but as I climbed on to the bed
next to him, his cock became fully erect. He then told me to explore his body.
"Since this is your first time, you can do whatever you want, touch
me anywhere, just do whatever comes natually." He wanted me to get familiar
with his body, so I did just as he asked.
I touched and rubbed his hairly
legs, ran my nails along his thighs and stomach. I ran my tongue along his stomach
and chest. I kissed his stomach and chest, licked and kissed his nipples. I touched
his beard, felt his chest hairs. Even thought I hadn't even touched his cock,
I noticed that it was fully erect as I explored the rest of him Finally I began
examining his cock and balls. I smelled and licked his balls, ran my tongue from
his balls down to his ass. I also squeezed, pulled and stroked his cock. I ran
my tongue up and down the underside if his cock and sucked on his balls, before
finally sucking his cock. I still get aroused remembering how he let me do all
these things to him. He just layed back and let me examine his entire body. He
was enjoying having a much younger guy touching and pleasuring him in his own
bed like that. He kept telling me to do whatever I wanted.
and playing with his thick cock for a while, I felt the urge to climb on top of
him. Without saying a word, I got on top of him. We were now face to face and
chest to chest. He placed both hands on my lower back and help me position myself
on top of him. My top side of my cock was now laying against his upper thigh,
while the underside was against my own upper thigh. I began to rub myself against
him. As I moved my body, he slightly moved his legs together, the friction this
caused felt very good. In this position, we were able to kiss and talk to one
another. I rubbed my face against his beard, and he kissed my neck and face.
It felt so good on top of him, his hands felt great oas he moved his hands
around my ass and back. I also lay completely down on top of him resting my head
on the pillow just ablove his right shoulder. In fact, I was so aroused that I
began to loose controll. He could sense this, and he repeatedly told me things
like "slow down" "Easy, calm down".
Finally he actually
physically stoped me, then again told me to relax and go slower. I tried to stop,
but I couldn't hold back. I was too aroused. My mind was racing, here I was having
sex with an older man in his own bed. I even loved how my toes felt against his
feet. I was only on top of him like this for about 3 min, when I achieved orgasm.
After he stopped me, I quickly resumed moving against him and very shorty afterwards
felt my cock begin to spasm. My orgasm happened very quickly and I couldn't controll
it. I remember stiffening up and lifting myself up slightly and looking straight
down at his face underneath me.
As I came all over his leg, I remmember
saying "I'm sorry". "don't worry about it" he said, "its
ok." Breathless against him I told him that I couldn't help cumming so quickly,
I was just too excited. He again said that he understood. I then climed off him
and began masturbating him. It took about 5 min, before he came from my hand job.
It was here that I first witnessed something about him, he always shot a big load
when he ejaculated and he would usually shootout a good 5 inches. I used to love
making him cum just to see this.
Afterwards we cleaned off in his bathroom
and went for a swim. He then told me that his wife would be home soon and we would
have to see eachother again later. We agreed to meet again the next day. This
time we went right to his bedroom. We hugged and kissed, then he layed down and
I began examining his again. After sucking his cock for a while, I again climed
on top of him. This time I lasted a lot longer. We again kissed and talked as
I rubbed myself against him. Again his hands roamed all over my back and ass.
This time however, he started rubbing the underside of my cock with his middle
finger in a circlular direction. This took me by surprise and I stopped rubbing
against him. I couldn't believe how good this felt. My cock was throbbing while
he did this. I just layed there motionless as he masturbated me like that. "thats
it, just relax and enjoy the sensations" he said. He noticed that I would
sometimes hold my breath while he rubbed me, so he told me to keep breathing and
to take deeper breaths. He seemed to sense whenever I was getting too aroused
and would ease off and rub another part of my cock, we would then exchange some
kisses. I was moaning and groaning the whole time. Finally after about 10 min
of this, I began having trouble controlling my responses. up till now, I had experienced
about 10-12 minor orgasms, but was able to control them by taking deep breaths
like he said. The invetable occured however and I achieved orgasm. When I came,
he just said "Mmm, thats it, enjoy it" And that I certainly did, it
was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. I then kissed him for several
min, thanking him for the experience. I then responded by sucking him off again.
This went on for about 2 weeks, with me riding him and then sucking
him off. He then began to ask if I wanted to try anal sex. I reminded him that
I was very inexperienced at this. He assured me that it would be ok, and that
he would be very gentle. This time after cumming on top of him, he said he wanted
to enter me. He took some vaseline and put it on his cock, and we both rubbed
it all over his cock.
He then positioned me on my hands and knees. He
then entered me with his finger. He fingered me for about 2 min before asking
me if I was ready. He gently grasped my hips and began rubbing his cock against
my ass. I could feel the head of his cock against my anus. He slowly began pushing
it in. It didn't go in the first time, and it took him several more tries to make
any progress. Finnally he got a little further in, but still not quite all the
way. He was being very gentle, and he continually asked if I was ok. Slowly but
surely he proceeded, when suddenly his cock slid all the way in. We were both
taken by surprise at the suddeness of it, and he gave a deep moan as it slid in.
He then fucked me with a gentle, steady pace for quite a while. There was a mirrored
closet in the room and I could see him fucking me. I noticed that his eyes were
closed most of the time as he fucked me. I enjoyed watching some of the faces
he made, and watching him squeeze and spread my cheeks. Sudenly he began to loose
controll himself and began fucking me really fast, then his entire body stiffened
and he let out a loud moan, then layed down flat against my back. I could feel
his warm cum as it shot into me
Our relationship lasted for the rest
of the summer. When the summer ended I went back to school, the next summer I
got a full-time summer position and didn't get a chance to see him that summer.
Eventually we lost contact.
I never fucked him, and he only sucked my cock once or twice. He fucked me several
more times over the next two months in many different positions. We managed to
sleep together only a few times, whenever his wife was away for a few days. Even
thought I let him fuck me and I sucked his cock many times, I didn't feel that
he was taking advantage of me. I really enjoyed laying on top of him and being
masturbated to orgasm. I also liked sucking his cock and watching him ejaculate.
I did meet him once a few months back. He is now 60 years old He had a heart
attack a few years ago and now has to walk with a cane. It was hard to believe
that this was the same man I had sex with that summer. He even apologized to me
about his actions-after all he said, I was a student and he was a teacher etc.
I told him that I didn't have any ill feelings towards him and that I still fantasize
about him and our experiences together. FINIS