I was 59. At 19, he was a little less than a third my age. He was slight and boyish. His hair was dark and his complexion mediterranean. He may have been Italian. His body and features were beautiful -- slender, straight and well-formed, with a refined face, aquiline nose and perfect, even, white teeth.
His young skin was light brown and silky to my touch. His ass cheeks were small, round and smooth. The firm, tight nut-sack nestled between his upper thighs, bulged with two delicious orbs. His cock was small and hard between my lips as my tongue played with its spongy tip. He was standing as I knelt. Each of my hands held a warm, pert, protruding buttock as they pulled his hips against my face. I was sucking his flesh, biting it playfully with my teeth, stroking his skin with my tongue. Moving in and out, his stiff little cock was caressing my lips, pushing against the roof of my mouth. I could feel his passion. I could feel him throbbing against the inner lining of my cheeks. Oh God, what a sensation! I wanted to eat him alive.
The index finger of my right hand found the texture of his tight, young anus and caressed its wrinkled surface. It too was warm and soft, yet spongy and tight. My fingertip lingered there and then, slowly, began to work its way in. His body responded with a spasm as his butt cheeks contracted around my finger. He arched his hips harder into my face and began fucking my mouth faster, with more urgency. I could hear his intense breathing as he suddenly clasped my head with his hands. He buried his fingers in my thick, grey hair as he pulled me inward to meet his thrusts. He was using my head to fuck his cock as the rapidity of his bucking increased. What an erotic sensation! What a divine feeling! I could feel his energy amplify with each shove. He was groaning now, preparing himself to release his seed onto my tongue.
My own erection was getting harder as my hands squeezed his ass cheeks, holding his belly close to my face. Ohhh, I wanted to feel him explode in my mouth! I pushed my finger deeper into his asshole and began pumping him. First one finger, then two, then a third -- I was now giving him a deep ass-fuck with my right hand. I wrapped my left arm around his hips and continued to pull his loins toward me. We were in total unison. We were One in our hot, mutual lust. My fingers were penetrating his love-hole ever deeper. With each thrust of my hand his sphincter opened wider. The natural resistance of his anal ring was now completely gone, as I felt the inner lining of this rectum along the full length of my fingers. I continued to push into his love-hole as he continued to pump my mouth. 'Ohhhhhhh!', 'uhhhhhhhh!' were the only sounds he made. My own untouched cock was ready to explode and I was groaning. I was hard and throbbing as I felt the powerful energy of desire build in my belly. It was all happening at once! My fingers in his ass, his cock in my mouth, his hands around my head, my arm around his hips: we were pulling one another into each other with impassioned intensity. Our mutual energy was now beyond control and almost violent. We were consumed in utter lust. Suddenly, I felt an explosion in my loins, as my sperm erupted in white, creamy spurts that landed on the blanketed floor and on his feet. Simultaneously I felt his body buckle and shake as his cum began spurting into my mouth, his ejaculate hitting my tongue, his balls bouncing against my chin. He didn't stop but kept fucking my face; I didn't want to let him go and began biting down on his throbbing erection. More cum. I kept shoving deeper into his anus, it felt as if my whole hand had entered. This was ecstacy! We were coming together, intertwined, shaking, gasping, groaning, fucking, fucking..... then, silence and stillness. We collapsed onto the carpet and lay, exhausted, with arms and bodies intertwined.
He was so perfect, almost feminine....so young, so exquisite. I felt his soft brownness in my arms, his smooth, supple legs wrapped around my own. His sweet cock, now soft, was caressing my larger, older manhood. Our breathing had become slow and even. I kissed the silky skin of his neck and kissed his lips, while he sighed as his left hand caressed my nut-sack, fondling my testicles. My right hand cupped his balls and penis, squeezing and massaging them, pulling on each testicle, pinching the spongy, moist tip of his velvety cock. Then, we fell asleep.
After about twenty minutes of delicious slumber I awoke. My post-adolescent protege was still sleeping in my arms. I gazed at his flawless form and studied his perfect anatomy. I was spooning him, his tender bum pressing against my meat. Slowly disengaging I reversed my position, now with my knees near the back of his head and my face a few inches from his ass and hips. I gazed at the warm, olive tone of his skin. The curve of his cheeks created two mounds of perfect flesh. They were beautiful, smooth and hairless. I pressed my lips softly against each mound, tasting his flesh with my tongue, inhaling the sweetness of his skin. In the valley separating his cheeks lay his exquisite love-hole. My tongue slowly entered his crevice, its tip lightly touching his anus -- tasting it, moistening it, loving it. He moved slightly, and sighed, but did not awaken. My tongue continued to linger on his rose-bud, gently pressing into it, enjoying its wrinkled surface, finding the small point of its entrance, ever so delicately pushing into it. This was heaven! His body adjusted slightly as his upper leg moved forward, now revealing his penis and scrotum. The tip of my tongue slid slowly away from this anus along his perineum until it reached the bottom of his ball sack. I lingered there, tasting his sweet, smooth skin, absorbing the round fullness of his scrotum with my gaze. I began to lick his pouch and kiss his testicles, but ever so softly. He stirred again. This time I knew he was awakening. I began to suck his balls, first one, then the other, then slowly I moved my lips along the soft skin of his penis. His cock began to swell as my tongue caressed the base of his shaft and moved up the underside until reaching its fleshy, succulent tip. My delicate angel had returned to consciousness, but was not moving. I could hear him sigh as his legs and body trembled slightly. He spread his thighs further apart as he continued to rest on his side, then he arched his back slightly, inviting me to return to his rosebud. I did. My tongue began to probe his winking love-hole with more intensity. He responded by arching his spine more, pushing his ass saucily toward my tongue. I pressed in, licking and devouring his backdoor vagina, almost biting. I was once again hot with desire for him. I wanted to fuck him now and I wanted to fuck him hard. I wanted to ravish his rectum.
My right hand grabbed his left hip and pushed it down to the floor, his chest and belly followed. Then I crawled on top of him, my head between his legs, my hips against his shoulders, my cock and balls on his neck. He gave a muffled sigh, his face buried in a pillow. My hands pushed against his inner thighs and he responded by opening his legs. His lush ass was two round hills of pleasure beyond which lay smooth and slender thighs and calves. I gazed into his crevice for the second time, found his anal door and once more plunged my tongue inside. I licked and probed his sphincter, then kissed and sucked his nut-sack. My cock was swelling and hardening as it pressed into his upper back, my hips moving back and forth against his skin with erotic intensity. My hands were squeezing and kneading each buttock, pressing them together, then pulling them apart, exposing his innocent, wet rosebud in its full glory. His entrance was glistening from my saliva. He was groaning louder now, arching his ass upwards to meet my tongue. He welcomed my assault. I responded by reaching under his hips and taking his hard young flesh into my right hand. I began to jerk him, slowly at first, now harder and faster. I continued to work his asshole with my lips and tongue as I ground my hips, cock and balls against his shoulders. His pre-cum was making my right hand moist and he was close to ejaculating, but I wasn't ready for his release. I wanted him in full heat and lust when the moment arrived. Soon he would feel the piercing thrust of my hard meat deep inside his bowels. I turned my body around with my knees now between his legs and my face buried between his ass cheeks. He was groaning louder as my right hand squeezed and kneaded his balls and cock, my tongue firmly imbedded in his sphincter. I was fucking his asshole with my tongue, getting ready to ravish his luscious back entrance with my hard and meaty older manhood. I fell on him as my arms embraced his shoulders and my engorged cock fell into his crevice. My hips began to move rhythmically as my cock slid back and forth between his buttocks. He was meeting my movements with his own, alternately lifting his hips, then dropping them. He was inviting me in. The tip of my penis found his rosebud, which was wet and ready for my assault. He pushed his bowels downward, opening his back door. The tip of my cock entered easily. His anal ring locked around the fleshy head of my manhood, inviting me to have my way with him. I did. I plunged the full length of my cock deep into his bowels and began thrusting with hard intensity. God did this feel good! Ohhhhhhh. Uhhhhhhhh! I was fucking him in total abandon. I was sprawling on him -- his body pinned underneath mine -- my hips bucking back and forth as my meat ravished his asshole. He was quivering all over, meeting my attack by pushing his ass against my stiff, swollen member.
I buried my face between his neck and right shoulder, my lips kissing his soft skin. He turned his face toward mine and our lips met. His tender mouth opened to receive my tongue, his own now pressing against my lips. My mouth opened and we began french-kissing passionately as my cock pumped his backside. He was groaning as we tongued each other, exchanging saliva, feeling each other's hot breath. I let go of his shoulders and took his head into my hands. My fingers were buried in his lush, dark hair. We stopped kissing and gazed into each other's eyes. He was watching my face as I fucked and fucked his asshole with total abandon. He wanted to watch me as I released my load. He wanted to see the look in my eyes as the sperm I was carrying in my loins erupted into his rectal canal. He wanted to watch my face as my body buckled and shook with the power of an ecstatic ejaculation. I started to come and with it came a roar. I was out of control. My body was shuddering with the release pulsing through me as I continued to attack his hindquarters. With each thrust his eyes would close slightly and he would utter a soft grunt. At last, when the final drop of my ejaculate had been expelled my body relaxed, my breathing slowed.
As if to say 'thank you', he glued his lips once more to mine, his tongue gently probing and tonguing my own. I reached under his belly and felt his cock. It was still hard and inviting. Still on top, I slowly turned my body around and found my way to his hips. As I gazed between his ass cheeks I looked into his sphincter, now open, revealing a small white pool of my cum nestled there. I inserted my finger into him, feeling my own creamy sperm, touching his soft, moist anus. What a delight! I tasted my own cum as I licked his rosebud. Then, I rolled him over toward my face, took his young, stiff cock in my mouth and sucked him dry. After he came in my mouth, we fell asleep in each other's arms for the second time on that hot and sultry afternoon.