Burt proved himself to be quite the lover and fucked me almost every hot summer night in Tampa. Although he had initially threatened to out me in front of my co-workers and forcibly fuck all of his friends, he ended up keeping me for himself. But my time in Tampa was winding down and I was almost afraid to tell him. Being the non-confrontational submissive slut that I was, I simply packed up and escaped without a word.
I started a new nursing rotation back in my hometown of Atlanta. I had many fond memories of this city, namely Roger, and of course, Will.
However, I was starting anew so I had no intention of hooking up with either of those men. Moving back created quite a bit of anxiety, since I had fallen out of touch with most of my friends and the solitude began to make me feel even more anxious to get out and make new friends.
I was also horny. I had time to reflect on my past adventures, both during and after college. I was only 27 years old, but I was sure that I had been with at least 20 men. I was so used to seeing Burt's big head between my thighs every night that it was hard for me sleep by myself in my new apartment in Atlanta.
I got back to the dating website which had originally landed me Roger. After extensive searching I found a profile for a man named Steve. Steve looked liked a gentle old grandpa, with his hair neatly parted to the side, thick rimmed glasses and sweet smile. He had a link to an Instagram page which took me to several albums which showed a group of men partaking in different activities such as hiking and playing card games at members' homes. I got excited looking at the pictures, several of which showed big old bushy bears sitting around tables playing cards. I did not see very many younger guys, which was kind of a plus for me. I messaged Steve my information, including my phone number and played the waiting game. A few days later, I received a phone call. It was Steve.
"Hi there, I got a message asking me to give you a call, is this, R-Raj? Is that correct?" Steve inquired.
I was nervous and my heart was racing but I was able to answer in the affirmative. I told him that I was interested in meeting up and that I had seen pictures from events that he hosted.
"Sure, actually, I've got kind of a small meet-n-greet that I was planning to have this coming Friday, and you are certainly most welcome to show up if you please!" Steve said.
I took down his address and then counted the days until Friday.
Unfortunately, I was scheduled to work that day and though my shift officially ended at 7 pm, I had loose ends to tie up and thus I stayed almost an hour late. I rushed home and showered and threw on some shorts and a zip-up fleece jacket and drove to Steve's place.
The party was scheduled to start at 7:30 pm and I was obviously almost 2 hours late but I didn't want to call him out of fear that he would tell me that the party was over.
Anticipation and lust built up inside of me as I pictured Steve going down on me.
He listed himself at 6'0 and 200 lbs which told me that he was not on the heavy side either, and this was also disappointing. I was, however, horny and getting desperate for dick and so I had to mentally prepare myself to take him in.
His house was the last house on the street of a small neighborhood. I pulled up to the driveway and parked.
I walked up to the door and rang the bell. I unzipped my fleece down to my nipple level and tried to make myself look as seductive as I possibly could. I noticed that there were 2 other cars in his driveway.
The door opened, "You must be Raj! Come on in!" Steve boomed.
Steve definitely looked older and much fatter than in his profile picture. Hope was restored and my mood definitely improved as I checked him out.
"Oh my! You look wonderful. Very attractive young man. Even more so than what I saw in those pictures you sent me of yourself," he professed. I gushed with embarrassment but I was not surprised by his comments. I had been killing myself in the gym and had picked up road biking so I was certain that I was in the best shape of my life at this point.
I heard some loud whistles and low groans of approval.
"Well, helloooo there!" a deep baritone voice said. I walked into the living room area and 2 men were seated on 2 of the sofas.
One was a black man, looked to be in his late 50's or early 60's. Large bald head, deep set eyes, deep wrinkles on his forehead which made him look like a Klingon from Star Trek. He also looked like he must have played football, as his neck, arms, and legs were as thick and monstrous as tree trunks. He had some gray hair on the sides and back of his head. His scalp looked veiny and shined in the light. He had a stubble which was white. He was wearing long basketball shorts and a t-shirt. He stood up to introduce himself and I was immediately taken aback by his massive size. Easily 6'7, he was about as wide as a door, but looked muscular and capable. He flashed a smile and took my hand and kissed it.
"Raj, right? I'm Rich. You must be the entertainment for tonight!" he cackled in a deep voice.
I gulped nervously and smiled, "Looks like it, hehe". My heart was about to beat out of my throat as I kept staring at him, fearful of how big his cock might be. He kept licking his lips and would not stop staring at me as he kept his eyes on my legs as he kept grabbing his crotch and seemingly shifting things in place.
"Raj, I'm Bud, nice to meet you," the other man stood up and introduced himself. Bud seemed like the quiet one here. He was somewhat smaller, but still well over 6'0 tall but not as fit looking and he was also white. He was bald on top with wisps of gray hair off on the sides of his head. He had a thick nose and a thick mustache and bushy white beard.
"Raj, I'm sorry, we usually have more people than this," Steve explained.
"Usually, I like to keep a 1-1 ratio, old and young. It keeps things interesting and everyone is entertained and no one feels left out. But it's been a few years since we've had success in achieving that. Mostly, the young crowd wants to go out and party, while us old farts sit around and stalk y'all online!"
"Oh, haha, I don't mind. I think I like the ratio the way it is," I said softly with a shy smile.
"Oh, shit, trust me baby, I definitely don't mind you bein' here by yourself," Rich laughed. He leaned back in his sofa and straightened his legs out and spread them. I could see the bulge in his shorts, but I looked up at him, embarrassed that he already saw me looking.
"HAHAHA, YEAHHHH, IT'S GONNA PLOW DAT PUSSY, MMMMM!!" Rich guffawed as the room shook with his voice. He grabbed his cock and I could tell he was already hard. Bud let out a chuckle, "Leave some for us too, Richard."
"Want a drink Raj? Beer...wine.." Steve asked.
"Beer is fine," I answered back. He popped the cap and handed me one.
