Editor's note: Memories, fantasies, tales I heard, they are part of these short stories. This short story is true. It's quite an experiment in finding oneself. I don't waste time and like to get down to the action. I visited him three times and each time added a new feeling. I began to understand the bi-sexual and Gay community.
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I'm retired and getting on in years. I've always maintained a good healthy lifestyle. I've been married several times and enjoyed a good sex life with some spectacular women.
Now I'm bored, and living alone, trying not to get into trouble.
I need sex, but most older women online were con artists. You can spend three weeks back and forth, until one day they disappear. I've spent a lot of time searching hookup site for some action, but after several attempts, my frustration led me to look elsewhere. I enjoy a blowjob and have more luck in the M for M section of the site. If I messaged any of the guys looking to give head, for the most part, they would show up. I was able to host, so my percentage of success was better than usual.
It was quick and easy. We arranged a meeting and answered a few questions. They would text me when they arrived, and I would open the door.
After some useless chatter, they would ask me how I would like it, standing, sitting, lying down? I liked to sit, I could relax and watch them suck my cock. They seemed to love giving head. I could tell they were excited as hell by the time I was ready to cum. For the most part, they all swallowed, something that made the whole experience, that much better.
Some of the guys ask if I wanted them to strip. I thought, 'why not,' it was hot watching them. Some guys were in their twenties or thirties, with nice bodies, slim and built. They enjoyed showing off, and would pose and turn around, so I would get a good look. I confess, that some of those asses were attractive and reminded me of the occasions when I enjoyed anal with my female partners.
I never ask to fuck them, though the thought crossed my mind. Some guys enjoyed spreading their ass so I could get a good look at what was offered. Others ask if it was ok if they jerked themselves off while they suck on my cock. I didn't mind but made sure I covered the area with a towel; there was no way they could contain the results.
The sex was hassle free, and I enjoyed the show and the blowjob. I never said much, except when I came and that would vary according to the guy. If he were enjoying himself, I would add to it by telling him to suck, swallow it, and other crude expletives.
After some time and many encounters, I became curious. These guys really got off. They would finish, dress if they were naked and thank me for letting them suck me off. I couldn't understand it, some of them really worshiped my cock before they sucked it. They would hold it in their hand and look it over, kissing it occasionally, then lift my scrotum and play with my balls, sometimes, sucking on them as well.
Maybe I was missing something. I'd never had a cock in my mouth, and I began to think about whether I could manage it. Each encounter increased my curiosity. I knew that if I tried it, I would have to be as versatile as those who gave me head. I would need to swallow, and do whatever the guy wanted, within reason.
I kept scanning the ads, posted by men looking to get head, but never contacted one. They were either too far away or had some other problem that made the hookup unworkable. Then one day I read an ad placed by a man working in a nearby city, not far from me. His ad was simple, 'looking for a man to come by in the evening and suck me off. I need relief.'
The ad looked close to the one I placed, so I replied. To my surprise he answered me and ask if I was real. I said I was, and he then ask for details. I was never that choosy, but I answered. I didn't hide my age, but told him I was in decent shape, not some fat guy or ugly looking.
He replied that he was looking for someone younger to do him but did ask if I was close by. I told him it wasn't that close, but I wouldn't mind driving to him. I even started selling myself, telling him that I would be all in and knew what I was doing. Although this wasn't exactly true, I was hyped and wanted this to happen.
He got back to me and said that he might just get a kick out of some older dude servicing him. This banter went on for almost a week, to the point that I didn't think it would happen. That's when his text came with an address for the hotel and a room number. We agreed to a time, and I wrote back, ok, I'll see you then.
Would I go through with it? Absolutely, I didn't want to play games, I wanted to experience giving head. The feeling in me was a nervous excitement, I was determined to do this.
It took me thirty-five minutes to drive there, mainly due to some city streets and traffic. There weren't many people milling around when I arrived. Only a desk clerk and some house cleaners cleaning the breakfast area. I did feel as if they were looking at me and knew I was there to suck cock. It made me a little uncomfortable, but no one said anything, and I proceeded to the fourth-floor room. It's hard to explain how I felt riding up on the elevator, or when the door opened, and everything got real.
His room was directly across from the elevator. I stepped up to the door and gently knocked. No response. My stomach was fluttering as I knocked again a bit harder. This time the door opened and a six-foot guy, in a hotel bathrobe filled the doorway. He was well built as far as I could tell and bald, but it fit him. He looked me over and invited me in. We exchanged greetings and stood there a little awkwardly. His name was Troy.
Troy look at me with a confused grin, "are you sure you're here to suck cock?"
The question took me back. I asked him why he had asked me, and he explained that I didn't look the part and wondered about it. I told him the truth, I'm experimenting with giving head, that I was curious about it and determined to experience the excitement guys felt while doing it.
I don't think he believed me; most likely thought I was just another cock whore.