One day as I walked into the lobby of my building I saw that we had a new receptionist. There was incredibly cute guy standing behind the desk. He was 5 feet 6 inches, skinny, tan, and had sharp features and short hair. I nearly got a hard on on the way to the desk to say hi to him and introduce myself.
I told him I was in Apartment 904 and we exchanged numbers. That night I totally jerked off thinking about him. I "innocently" added him to my Whatsapp and to my Snapchat. I often post steamy snaps of myself on SnapChat so he would get to check me out. As a forty year old 6 feet 1 inches tall, buff 85 kg, I find a decent number of young bottoms get drawn to me.
Over the next few weeks we texted casually and got to know each other a bit. Poor kid had graduated from college but had loans to pay. He had two jobs, one of which was my building's receptionist. He joked that by the time he was my age he would be able to afford a coffee machine. He had a great sense of humour - always a huge turn on.
So one Sunday morning (which was his off day) I texted him: "Are you doing anything today?"
He replied that no he wasn't.
I said to that: "Would you like to check out my boat?"
He readily agreed and I said I'd pick him up in two hours time.
When I picked him up he was wearing a red T with tight jeans. Simply gorgeous.
We spent sometime on the boat - ate, had a bit of wine, and then I offered to drop him back at his place. When we got to his place he asked me if I wanted to come inside for a cup of coffee.
How could I say no?
So we went inside his place and no sooner was the door shut that he leaned into me and kissed me on the lips. After a second of surprise I kissed him back and we started making out. I ripped off his shirt revealing a smooth slender chest and stomach. He ripped off my shirt and was greeted by bulging pecs, biceps, and strong hairy flat stomach.