This is the continuation of my introduction to gay sex with an older man that occurred when I was in college. This occurred in the early/mid 1980's when things were much different than today. I'd appreciate any/all feedback as this is my first Nifty story. Your feedback also let me know if anyone is interested in this true to life coming of age story. Please share your though at David_McFerrin@yahoo.com
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Chapter 4
When you're a 20-year-old inexperienced gay guy and you hear something like "David, take your underwear off and hang them in the closet...You'll be wearing them on the plane ride home tomorrow", the first thing that comes to your mind is how freaking weird is this? Why would I do that? But after processing it for a moment, the realization that gay sex is more that sucking and fucking hits me. It was very apparent that Tom really got off on things like cum stained underwear and man scents. I still thought it was odd, but then I also started realizing that I was getting off on having him get off in ways I had never even considered to be forms of sex.
I got up and walked towards the closet of the hotel room. Opening the door, I pulled out the hanger he described. I started to slide my underwear off as Tom watched. It was both embarrassing and hot at the same time. Once I had them off, I began to hang them using the clips. They were definitely moist. There were the two loads that I wiped off my chest from earlier in the morning, and the two loads we had just pumped into them. Tom's seed was on the backside of my briefs and my juice was on the inside right on the pouch. Just as if I were hanging a nice pair of slacks, I hung them nicely on the hanger and I placed the cum soaked briefs back in the closet.
I started walking back towards the bed. Tom had a big smile on his face. I smiled nonchalantly and just paused for a moment to look at him. There he was, this hot forty-ish man with dark hair, a furry chest, a delicious looking cock and bush, and the sexiest thick manly legs I'd ever seen, laying naked on the bed, just looking at me. Still feeling somewhat insecure about the situation, I walked towards my suitcase to get a fresh pair of underwear to cover up. Tom was watching this of course. As soon as I started to pull a pair out, he said "David, you don't need those. Just come lay down with me".
Mesmerized by his voice, I dropped the underwear and walked to the bed and slowly climbed into it. David reached toward me, and I sort of just fell into his arms. Despite having had his cock in my mouth three times already, we had not kissed. In what was probably the most intimate moment of the trip, he leaned forward and gave me one of the most passionate kisses of my life. For the next 10-15 minutes, he tightly embraced me and we shared several deep, long, and passionate kisses.
By this time, I was rock hard again. Our age difference was apparent, as Tom wasn't. In what was truly the first time he played with my cock, he began to stroke me. I was extremely worked up with the intensity of everything that had happened. Had he stroked me a little longer, I probably would have shot a huge load. However, he stopped and asked me to jerk off for him. He set up in bed and began to both watch and give me instructions. By him saying he wanted me to jerk off for him, my hands went right to my cock. But after a few strokes, he tells me stop and play with my nipples instead. Then it was "stroke your cock", "play with your balls", "lick one of your fingers", "lift your legs and rub that wet finger over your hole". For what was probably 15-20 minutes, Tom was like a director, and I put on a show for him. Despite having never done anything like this, regardless of what he said, I just did it as it all just felt right, and my hard-on continued to rage. It must have been good for him as well. Without saying anything, he started to get up on his knees and I notice him move towards my face with a raging hot hard cock between his incredible manly legs.
By this time, nothing needed to be said. I knew what was expected. I opened my mouth and started giving Tom the best head that I could. The whole scene had me so worked up that I couldn't help but stroke my cock. Within about 90 seconds, I started cumming hard. Cum was flying all over the bed. That was enough for Tom too. Without warning, and even though I'd refused his other loads, Tom just started shooting in my mouth. My incredible fear of HIV kicked in, which today we know is unfounded, and I immediately pulled off from his cock and jacked the rest of it on my face as he rode the high of his third climax of the day.
I immediately got up and went to the bathroom, both to clean off my face and to spit out whatever remnants of his cum that remained in my mouth. (I know, what a waste!) I remember being freaked out that he had cum in my mouth, but I was somewhat surprised by the taste. I guess I had expected it to be gross, and it wasn't really bad at all. However, the taste didn't linger long, as I quickly began to brush my teeth and use mouthwash to make sure his cum wasn't left in my mouth.
When I came back into the bedroom, Tom was so kind. He thanked me for all that I did for him that night and told me he was so happy we'd been able to come to the conference together. He motioned for me to join him back in bed. Once I got in, he held me close to him once again and kissed me deeply. For the first time ever, a man, a very sexy man, drifted off to sleep with me in his arms. With my cum drained from my body, it didn't take me long before I started to fall asleep...
As my cum stained underwear dried in the hotel closet.