It wasn't much after I got on the bus home that my mind started to slip towards raunch and filth. Having spent the day skiing in the Alberta Rockies, I was now joining a gang of strangers on the ski bus back to the city with my tired body in tow. It had been a good day with some friends, drinking and little bit of weed. I think now my tired legs and tight backside craved most was a warm steam or massage; and maybe a rub down.
I think its here that my little erotic adventure began. Thinking about going home and jumping in the hot tub and then getting a nice massage after. I don't think it was erotically fuelled at the first moment but it didn't take long after I started searching on my phone for massage parlours near my place. Everything open was clearly a bad excuse to disguise a Chinese staffed rub and tug. And while I'm certainly not picky, that really wasn't the experience I was after.
I search a little harder and get pretty much nowhere. My thoughts turned to just finding a hook up maybe? Now I'll admit I consider and describe myself as straight; but with a little bend if you know what I mean. A kink in the straight line one might say. For every 10 women I have sex with, I might meet one guy. And that's probably even rounding up because I would say overall I've been with maybe 10 guys in my life and only two have been actual sex. Mostly my taste has been girls, with the occasional shared BJ or porn-fueled stroking session and receiving some toy based anal play. So let's just say for lack of a perfect descriptor; I'm straight with a cock and anal toy fetish.
So when my tinder swiping proved fruitless, I switched quite quickly over to the gay equivalents and other cruising sites. Fortunately for me, my seat on the bus was near a window, and so my phone hookup cruising probably went unnoticed by the fairly stoic and equally tired passengers. I popped on to my favorite cruising website and started searching for massage fans. Came up with a couple good finds right away but I pretty quickly noticed an older gentleman called "luvforeskin" who was also online. Being an intact cock myself I had to have a quick peak of his profile and see.
My first thought was wow, this guy is looking for me for sure. His profile basically was copy paste of what I was advertising on mine. My muscles were craving a soak and a rub down but my cock was getting hard reading his description and stats; so well maybe the massage could wait...
His profile read:
Mature, well hung, bi guy, still in the closet, considerate and well mannered is looking for a nice well hung uncut guys. I'm very oral, love to give as well as receive, especially with a beautiful big foreskin. Willing to consider experimenting with a bit of kink with the right guy or couple. Treat yourself, give me a call, you wont be disappointed.
Did I mention he was 66 and well hung! Ok so while I'm explaining myself, I guess I should elaborate that I have a bit of a thing for older men. I really can't explain it to be honest. I think, best guess, it has something to do with having an older man admire and smother a younger guy with interest and affection. Ya I know, its perverse when you say it like that. But I think that's the main attraction. Having a guy older than your father get hard for you, and then treat your body and cock like a lucky gift. The way I would with a young girl. Objectifying her. Touching, tasting, smothering, playing, using and loving every minute that she allows me to have her. And well, the hung cock part, that's pretty self explanatory. Who doesn't like the look and feel of big cocks.
This all fits in pretty well with my cock and ass fetish really if you think about it. Older men paying me loads of attention; matching nicely with my desire to have my cock and ass worshipped. I would take sexual attention from pretty much anybody to be fair; male or female, old or young. Guess I'm a slut that way. But what really gets me going when I'm horny like this is somebody coming over and giving me a full selection of attention and sexual energy with no questions or limits... Jeez, when I write that out, I'm really quite a dirty slut.
In that moment a message pops up in my chat inbox. "Luvforeskin" must have seen me reading his profile. "hi how you doing this afternoon? I have a huge interest in well hung young uncut men with a nice foreskin that like to play kinky. Cleanliness and being very discreet are a top priority. I'm older but look and act younger, non-smoker D&D free."
ME - "Hi Luvforeskin, thanks for checking me and my foreskin out! Safe but free and kinky sexual adventures are what I'm into. How about you? How can I be of pleasure to you?"
I mean really, based on that initial reply I think its pretty safe to say I was putting it out there and in a playful mood. So I guess its no surprise that Mr. Luvforeskin and I started chatting pretty furiously then.
It goes on. Mr. LF proceeds to write me his full biography. Now remember I'm reading this on a bus full of people, packed in tight to a bench seat next to a middle-aged lady next to me and somebody probably right behind me. I try to be discreet, but Its certainly a challenge to read these words and not look a little out of place and guilty trying to see if anybody has caught on to the full erection in my pants...
LF - Hi, and thank you very much for the courtesy of a reply. Wow!! Just being nude with another nude well hung uncut man is a great start. I tend to be very oral but happy to just visit, maybe watch a little porn and jackoff if that is all you would be comfortable with to start. I do love to lick, suck, tease, edge, nibble on your foreskin, deep throat, massage, touch, worship, maybe rim and do whatever to get you so hot and horny that you start to leak precum. I also like to see you nude and just hanging limp so that I can run the tip of my hot tongue under your foreskin and go all around the head of your dick. Love o feel you grow in my mouth and slide down my throat. Guys have said it feels so awesome when I do that and they always get a massive erection and most often start leaking precum. Yum Yum. This has been a long answer but basically, I'm very open and fun to get along with. My aim is to always be respectful and do only the activities that my partner finds rewarding and pleasurable. If I ever did something that you didn't care for, you just have to say so and I'll stop immediately and move on to something else. I most certainly can help you experiment with that massage you want and then move on to toys, multiple fingers, a hard cock, a fist and can work your hot little ass with a well lubed toy and stroke you off all at the same time. Experimentation and trying a variety of activities is fun for me."
Well he must have read my profile as well when I wasn't looking since he brought up some admitted kinks on there and he's already brought them up. It went on for my whole bus ride back, when I admitted I was home and was going to head into the sauna and hot tub at my building. The conversation rattled around back and forth about what we were both into, and where we could maybe meet. It was settled my place was best because of my extensive toy collection and my supply of weed and porn which I love to have for the full erotic experience and keep me horned up. Ya I know, what a slut...
Nothing else much was said but it was getting late so I dropped my stuff off and hurried over to the hot tub before it might get closed for the night. I did take my phone with me into the change rooms but not wise into the hot tub or sauna so when I returned to my locker there was a surprising message from Mr. LF telling me he was on his way over! Holy shit. Sometimes I like to cook these experiences up but then will often chicken out or find something more conventional to enjoy without the guilt, shame or other worries of playing with a guy. Never what I intend when I start chatting with a guy, but if I make the mistake of cumming at all during the chat my mood with change enough that I probably will postpone till another day.
I can see how my last message to Mr. LF that included my address and direct phone number as well as a statement about running to jump in the hot tub, might have seemed like a bit of a invitation. But regardless now he was here on the street outside the building waiting for me and there was no backing out. I was steaming hot from the bathing and only wearing gym shorts and a hoodie as I wasn't planning on walking outside, but I also didn't think I'd be receiving a guest either.
I shot him a quick message saying how sorry I was for keeping him waiting and asked for a couple more minutes. "So sorry, I'll be right there. Meet me at the outside street door and I'll be the guy wearing gym shorts and a hoodie that looks like he just got out of the bath!"
My heart raced as I concluded what was actually happening. These types of experiences are almost out of body for me. Like I'm watching myself from across the room make decisions and behave in a way that I myself would never do. I watched myself go down the hall and turn the corner to the main building doors. There he was. Smiling and pleasant, older and really just a normal looking guy. Now keep in mind we never even exchanged photos so this was a total first introduction and all I can do is smile back, open the door and shake hands like we were just meeting to come by a used appliance or something. Haha, I love how cold and formal these guy on guy situations can be. My doing I'm sure.
He introduced himself as Dan. Hi Dan, I'm Matt. Come in. I'm happy you decided to come over.
