I am a bi guy, forty-five years old, five-foot eleven, one hundred seventy-five pounds and in reasonably good shape. I have a masculine appearance and demeanor.
I am currently in a bad marriage, on the way out, meaning separated and have started to experiment sexually with things I haven't tried before. I have tried a swinger club, sex with married couples and man-on-man sex. I have even tried a dominance club with a dominatrix. I have enjoyed all these experiments and am hungry for more. I recently heard that some bi guys meet at rest areas for anonymous sex. I enjoy getting a blowjob and recently began to suck cock myself, but that was the extent of my experience with mansex.
Last Friday, I was driving home rather late from a grueling week at work. I didn't feel like going home to an empty apartment so I decided to drive to one of the rest areas I had heard rumours about. It was about nine o'clock in the evening when I arrived there. It was deserted and not even one trucker was around. After an hour I decided to drive home. On the way I felt thirsty and drove to a nearby public housing block where I knew there was a convenience store.
I arrived at ten p.m. and as I approached the door I could see it was closed. While standing there, I heard a voice from the relative darkness with a thick accent, "they close early because of corona virus." I was startled as I didn't know anyone else was around. I looked over and saw a tall, dark, handsome man standing there holding some pizza boxes. "Oh, ok, thanks," I responded and turned to go. I reached my BMW X5 and realized the man had followed me. "Nice car, my friend," and proceeded to make small talk about cars.
We were now under a street lamp and I could get a better look at him. He was about 52 years old, two hundred ten pounds with a flat top haircut and a big bushy, but well-groomed mustache. I could see that his arms were covered with long, silky strands of black hair and a big tuft of hair poked out of the collar of his white shirt. I was intrigued because I had not yet been with such a masculine, studly man. His smile and and friendly manner softened me a bit and I started to get a feeling of attraction for him.
He told me that his name was Cenk, he was originally from Turkey and he owned the pizzeria next to the convenience store. He was on his way home and asked if I would like to join him for some pizza. He explained that his apartment was about a 5 minute walk and he added that he lived alone. I discreetly looked him up and down (or so I thought) and could see he had a big package, not fully contained in his lap with a big lump snaking down his left leg.
I told him I wasn't sure I was hungry for pizza. He discreetly rubbed his crotch and said he was sure we could find something I was hungry for. Damn! I thought, was I so obvious?
When we reached his apartment he offered me something to drink and he ate some pizza. On the wall were pictures of men wrestling and he explained that in his earlier days he was a wrestler in the Turkish National Oil wrestling competition and these were pictures of him. I immediately got hard looking at his oily body only clad in leather pants in combat with an equally hunky opponent. He grinned at me and said, "I think you like, no?" I responded "yes" a little too enthusiastically and breathlessly. He reached over and caressed my face with the back of his big, furry paw. I was almost swooning and not feeling very masculine at all.
"Not to worry, Cenk want fuck, but before anything, we take shower," he said. We went into the bedroom and started to undress each other, this was very sensual for me to have a big man's hands unbuttoning my shirt and pants as well as doing it for him. The heat radiating from his body was already turning me on.
His body was very hairy with silky, smooth hair, the only exception being his cock and balls which had been shaved and were smooth. He was considerably older than in his wrestling days, but his pecs and biceps were strong and well defined. He had added some weight on his abdomen, but altogether in nice shape.
His flaccid cock and low-hanging balls were impressive, a big cock head and long thick shaft impregnated with thick, well defined veins. His balls were like large, plump plums. He lifted his arms to show off his biceps and pecs and I reached out and felt their strength. I ran my hands through the luxurious pelt on his chest and abdomen. I took his ten pounder in my hand and it was almost as thick as my wrist.
"I can see you like," he said pointing down to my throbbing hardon. I nodded. He rubbed my relatively less hairy body with his big, strong hands and told me I had a nice start on my muscles but needed to work harder. He reached around and cupped my ass cheeks and squeezed firmly. His thick middle finger explored between my ass cheeks and found my hole. I jumped at his touch, but he kept on massaging my hole. "Ahh, you are bakir?" I shook my head to indicate I didn't understand. "Bakir, never been fucked," he explained. I shook my head in the affirmative, "yes, bakir."
"No worries my friend, Cenk will make a woman of you," he said and laughed a little too much for my liking. I guess I felt my masculinity was being questioned, something I was having inner conflict with on my new sexual journey.
In my mind I was wishing that I had tried to fuck myslef with at least a small dildo before my first anal. But I knew I would not let this opportunity pass me by.
"Ok, into the shower," Cenk commanded. He followed me into the bathroom and I was happy we would shower together. As I adjusted the water to a nice warm temperature, he stood and pissed into the toilet. I found this a major turn on to watch the thick, powerful stream of his musky, yellow piss, but I hid my interest for fear he would think I was perverse for having such a turn on.
He came into the shower and readjusted the water to scalding hot and said he was not used to a cold shower. He produced a bar of green, heavily scented soap from Turkey and washed my entire body thoroughly. I thought I would shoot as he soaped my cock, balls and ass.
He handed me the soap and I soaped his body with pleasure. Feeling the soapy, wet fur was like being in heaven. His bushy armpits were like a magnet and I moved in and let the hair tickle my nose and mouth. I moved down and soaped his big cock which started to rise with the attention. I knelt down and sucked it into my mouth and really lost touch with reality, feeling the iron rod stretch my mouth and throat with the hot water blinding me from seeing anything. His balls slapped my chin and neck rhythmically providing a hypnotic effect. I soaped his big, muscular ass cheeks and let my fingers dive deep until I could feel his hot hole. Soaped further down his legs and feet spending ample time to clean between each of his thick hairy toes. I was a little shocked that I realized I wanted to suck his toes, but I didn't dare as I was afraid he might think it depraved.
After the shower, he produced a bottle of almond oil and we oiled each other. I was impressed with the amount of presex preparation he was making and realized it was making me all the hornier.
He laid down on the bed on his back and his glorious dick was standing straight up. I crawled between his legs and started licking and sucking his cockhead and bobbing up and down on the veiny shaft. He moaned softly. I licked the shaft and down to his balls as he massaged my scalp.
He turned me around into a sixty-nine position and sucked my cock while I attempted to deep throat his. My cock was jerking like it would shoot and I was holding back as hard as possible.
He moved me a little and started licking my ass. His thick tongue moving up and down my crack. I relaxed and enjoyed feeling his hairy body against mine. Pleasure receptors over my chest and abdomen were being stimulated as well as in my ass. His tongue found and honed in on my hole which was now twitching with desire to be entered. I shuddered with pleasure and anticipation of what was to come.
He positioned me on all fours and continued to lick and stimulate my ass with his gifted tongue. He added a finger, then two and three to relax and open my ass. I was moaning and enjoying it. He then grabbed the almond oil and slathered it on his dick and my ass.
He slowly pushed his massive dickhead in my ass and it felt good. He pushed further with difficulty due to the tightness. He massaged my shoulders and neck and making low growling sounds, both distracting me from the onward press of his big, thick cock into the depths of my bowels. As soon as he felt my ring, he slapped the side of my face roughly and pressed his cock through at the same time. The distraction worked, my cherry was popped. There was a good deal of discomfort due to the sheer size of his cock, but he gently continued to break me in.
Soon, waves of pleasure were passing over me. He had found my prostate and I started moaning, panting and squirming like a porno queen. I couldn't help it or stop it. He was getting a kick out of it. I moaned, "fuck me, fuck me, breed me Cenk!"
"No more Bakir! Cenk make a woman out of you!" He continued to fuck me harder and more roughly. He got up on his haunches to get harder thrusts and deeper penetration. His low hangers were swinging like a pendulum and slapping my own balls adding another dimension of pain/pleasure.
My own cock was throbbing and precum was oozing out. The blood in my forehead was pounding. My cock was harder than it ever had been and I thought I would blast any second. He fucked me like this for a long time and I was amazed at his virility and stamina.
He pulled his cock out, flipped me over on my back, heaved my legs on his shoulders and starting fucking me again. He looked into my eyes, grinned and said, "You like Cenk's dick? I moaned a long breathy, "YES!"
"You like Cenk's fuck?"
"YEEEEEEEAHEEESSS!"
He pulled roughly on my nipples, fucked me hard and told me to stoke my cock. I told him I was going to cum soon. I pulled my cock and he started fucking deeper and harder. I was screaming with delight. My body started uncontrollably shaking and I started shooting. He gave a loud groan and were cumming at the same time. My seed coating his chest and his hot seed blasting deep in my bowels.
He kept his cock in my ass and it remained hard. It took several minutes for my shaking to suside and he laid on top of me. His hairy body continuing to stimulate me. He slowly pulled his cock out of my ass and just before he was to pull the head out, he plunged his monster deep in me again. His dick rammed my prostate and I had another orgasm. Fuck! Who is this fucking machine?
Cenk laughed and said, "Just like woman, cum two times with Cenk's cock." He pulled out, laid on his back and pulled my head into the crook of his shoulder. I laid my arm across his chest and intertwined my leg with his.
After a still period, he looked at me and said, "You are Cenk's woman now." I was not happy with that remark and he could see it on my face. He then said, "Oh you don't like to be called woman. Sorry, I mean it in a good way. You look like a man, but you fuck like a woman, I like! I like it very much! It is meant to be a compliment for you. Anyway, you spend the night and sleep with Cenk."
We feel into a deep sleep and it ended that I stayed the entire weekend and went from his place to my work on Monday morning. Fuck! What a glorious weekend!
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