Men, Cocks, Desire……

If you have read my first post you can see that mature males, “men” had left a huge impact on me sexually. If you have not read it, go back and read it. I love women, I am attracted to women. I was not Gay. But, I loved somethings about men. I loved how they approached sex. hungry, outspoken, virile. I loved how their cocks ruled them in many ways. Yeah, the smaller head leading the bigger head.

I had seen so many cocks in locker rooms and restrooms and always felt the urge to peek. I had seen my father as he was a bit of a home nudist. One day I had asked my best friend if his cock ever got hard, he confirmed it did. I asked what he did about it, and he shyly said he masturbated. I told him I did too and actually I was really hard right then, and would he like to see mine. He nodded he did, I opened my pants and pulled them down. My cock was standing straight up and oozing pre cum. He looked at it as he opened his pants too. He had a lovely long thin cock, in contrast to my shorter, thicker cock. We both reached out for each others at the same time, no words were immediately spoken, just moans.

I had now turned 18 and I had my own car. This was freedom. I could do all the things I wanted to do for so long.

Mature males always were attracted to me and I knew it. I was very sexual and in the hot summer I wore very short denim cut offs and gym shoes. It was too hot to wear a shirt and I hated underwear….unless I was going somewhere that a shirt or better clothes was required.

I had been sexually active with my best friend , but never with a stranger.  I had gone to the park which was surrounded by a woods to play baseball with some friends. It was so hot most of them didn’t show up and the field was unbearable because of the heat. We all laid in the shade and decided not to play. One at a time everybody went home, leaving me there. I loved the woods and it was cooler under the shade. My parents didn’t have air conditioning, so I decided to hang out and explore for a bit. I actually fell asleep on a picnic table in the shade. I was wearing only my frayed at the edges, blue jean cut offs and gym shoes.

I woke when I heard someone say something about finding a sleeping beauty. It was an older guy, handsome and dressed in shorts and a tee shirt. He was smiling at me and asked if I was okay. I was still groggy from waking in the heat. I hate waking up in the sweltering heat, a bit overwhelming too as he surprised. He sat down on the seat. with me laying on the table top. I was thinking he was a little too close psychically to me, not knowing me at all, but I let it be and pretended to go back to sleep hoping he would leave, which he did.

Some time later I woke and needed to pee. I would have peed outside but a family had set up a picnic in the next group of tables, and I decided to start for the car. If I found a place behind a bush I would use it. About 100 yards up the path I saw a public restroom. I had been all over this park for years and never knew this one existed. It was so alone and buried in the trees, maybe that’s why I never saw it.

I ran up there and went in, pulled out my cock and started to pee. All of a sudden I heard someone come in and stand behind me for a moment. Then step up to the urinal. It was the older guy from before who sat with me. For a few seconds or more he seemed to pretend he never saw me before, never acknowledging me at all. I was just finishing when he let his shorts drop to the floor. He turned slightly towards me, but only a little, as to not be obviously blatant about his exposure. His cock was hard and standing straight up. It was so hard and the head was purple and shiny; there was pre-cum oozing from the hole.

He stepped back and leaned against the wall when I stared at his cock and I didn’t yell or scream, but I was nervous. I didn’t want to be caught, and I didn’t know him other than meeting him a short while ago. My cock which was still out of my pants was hard and beginning to throb. His cock was incredible and I wanted to touch it. He stood there stoking it, asking me if I ever saw an older man’s cock before, I nodded I had. “Oh” he said……”Really……do you like cocks?……have you ever touched one?”….I nodded again. He asked how old I was. I told him. He said he loved 18 year old boys. He loved their cocks and I had a lovely one. I thanked him. He said, “Your so smooth….no hair……do you shave it……..could I see your cock…..all of it……would you drop your shorts?” I nodded and pet them fall to my ankles. I heard him sigh and gasp when he saw me naked standing there, as I stepped out of my shorts.

We looked at each other as we both stroked our cocks. He asked if I lived close, I said I did. He told me he did to, as he stepped closer. I wanted him to touch me, to make me fell good, to stroke me and suck my cock. He was right in front of me now and his cock was touching mine, I could feel how warm it was. He reached down and held both of them, next to each other, stroking them. I was in heaven, I was filled with so much lust and desire I would have done anything for him. He asked if I would go home with him, to follow him. I nodded eagerly.

He dressed and walked out and I knew we probably shouldn’t seem like we were together, so I followed but kept my distance. We walked through the woods to a house whose back yard butted up to the woods. He waited for me at the gate holding it open. Once inside he latched it, and said to follow him. His house was huge and I could see it was very nice. He said his wife was out and he was retired. I asked how old he was and he said old enough. I figured he was in his late 60’s, but at my age, judging the age of an adult wasn’t easy.

He asked if I wanted something to drinks, a coke or water, or something stronger, I said sure, what ever you have. He gave me a shot of whiskey, and then another. The heat and the whiskey and the lust began making me feel free, free to be naked and do anything. I loved this older man and I didn’t know him at all. I wanted so badly to have him touch me and me touch him. I wanted to be naked, so I dropped my shorts and went to him as he stood in his kitchen still dressed and preoccupied for a moment. I needed his attention.

He stood at the counter and turned around. He looked at me and said, “Aren’t you a good  young man, naked and ready to please me.” He undid his shorts and let them fall to the floor as he removed his shirt. Standing naked he motioned me to him, putting his hands on my shoulders softly, so gently, indicating I should kneel on the floor at his feet, on my knees. His semi hard cock was right there, hanging and pulsing as it swelled. He hands held my head gently as he pulled me closer, my nose nuzzling into the hair surrounding the base of his mature cock. Inhaling I could smell his scent, his musk. It was rich and many, intoxicating to my young senses, making me even more delirious with desire as the whiskey and the promise of sex with an older man pulsed through me.

He said, “Suck me please….then I will take you to my bed and pleasure you.”  I loved the feel of a pulsing cock in my mouth as I licked his pre-cum from the tip, hearing him moan as he held my head guiding me. I loved sucking him, his taste, the heat and the thought of being his cock sucker were driving me insane with lust. I was his younger lover, as I nuzzled his balls, taking each into my mouth one at a time then back to his cock, as I tried to get as much of it in my mouth as I could. All of a sudden his cock was pulsing harder as he held my head tighter, “You’re a good little cock sucker, you’re my little cock whore aren’t you?…..You seem to have been taught well haven’t you…..fuck!….suck my cock……drain my cock.”

I went home after that experience and I felt guilt. I’m not sure why. But at night in bed, I stroked my penis to two more orgasms and drifted off to sleep. In the morning I showered and went to the park. I wandered around and kept a watchful eye on the restroom. He was no where to be found. I did see a number of men entering and leaving, some staying in there longer. All of them seemed to be in a rush to leave when they came out. I was figuring it out. This was a gathering place for men who wanted anonymous sex.

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