Chocolate Romeo Shows His Mastery of Love
I was shopping in our local mall. Shopping is something I avoid, especially clothes shopping. I knew I had to buy some things for a cousin's wedding but I have no fashion sense and often end up looking ridiculous. The clerk impressed me; very handsome, black older man who was impeccably dressed. I never do something like this but as he was finishing ringing up my purchases, with a big smile I gave him my business card. I figured I would never hear from him again but this was one I would hate to admit I never tried for. It was so good, I felt almost weightless.
Melvin called that very evening and we had a long talk on the phone discovering that we had many similar interests. So we agreed to go to a see a play and have dinner on Sunday , the next day. I warned him that I would never look as immaculate and well dressed and groomed as he. He laughed in a very sexy manner indicating that I had given him a compliment that he valued. I tossed and turned all night getting about two hours of sleep.
I drove to his house and picked him up. We both felt similarly that the play was yet another piece of garbage designed to shock those who are easily shockable. And unlike the audience, neither of us felt the need to give a rousing cheer. Finally, someone who shared my respect for good writing.
We had a terrific dinner afterwards sharing a lot about each other. It was as if I had known him all my life. He had been in a 30-year relationship before becoming widowed. I had been in one for 15 with a similar ending. I like them older; they are more fun, more uninhibited, more affectionate and they have their priorities in order.
I drove Melvin back to his house and he invited me in. A very subdued, classy man had a home with a similar personality. I don't drink but he poured himself something and came over to give me a gentle and romantic kiss. I was unglued and pulled him closer to myself eventually with him sitting on my lap. "Now the big question, Fox; how old are you?" I asked with playfulness. Big grin; "Seventy-Five," he said. I laughed at his joke and he pulled out his driver's license to prove it.
This image of an old man, still working and still knowing he was the sexiest thing on the planet made me hot as a pistol. Never have I so felt the urge to be inside of someone; since I didn't know what his sexual repertoire was, I was going to let him call the shots. But boy did I want to be inside of this gorgeous hunk of masculinity. He led me to the bedroom and we kissed and touched while sitting on the bed. "I am an old man. The flag doesn't wave as strongly as it once did. I hope you won't be disappointed." That was all I needed to hear. This sort of frankness can make me feel so trusting. It was like the dream of all dreams.
I slowly undressed him. I removed his shirt and sucked on his nipples which made him moan lowly and strongly. I licked under his arms to taste his natural manliness. I pulled on his belt and lowered his zipper to find something I never expected, white female lacy panties. Somehow with Melvin it all seemed not only right, but appropriate for this gentle man. He stood up to lower his pants and was wearing also white stockings that were attached to a white garter belt. Against his lovely dark skin, it was so bold and natural. "I hope it doesn't turn you off, my friend; but wearing these makes me feel much more secure." "Whatever works best, Melvin." I said, "I have never had this experience before, but they are so sexy on you because you look so alive." "Thank you, Love," he said romantically followed by a very full and tender French kiss.
He had his pants and shirt off now and was on his hands and knees on top of the bed. I slid under so that my cock was in his face and he buckled his hips so that his ass met my face. As he sucked hungrily I ate his ass ferociously. His loud moans were muffled by my cock filling his mouth. It felt so good to have a man who knew what he was doing. As I sucked harder on his asshole he started to pull away rather nervously. I tried to hold on to him but he continued to pull away so I gave him a huge slap on his ass and at the same time he released a giant fart in my face. The shock made me empty my load immediately into his mouth. He swallowed, then took his mouth off my cock and apologized, "Oh, I am so embarrassed! I tried to move away, I could feel it coming and wanted to aim it away from your face. You must think I am such a pig."
"Well I like pigs in bed, Melvin. Just shut up and come here and kiss me, you sexy monster. You got me so excited I couldn't hold back," I said. He quickly lost his embarrassment and kissed me with a tenderness I had never before felt from anyone.
"Did you do that on purpose?" I asked with a smile. "Of course not," he said looking rather hurt. "Well, next time do it deliberately to show that you own me and that you have complete control of me." We laughed loudly and lay in each other's warmth for several minutes. "Joe, just to be with you was such a wonderful privilege. Can we do it again sometime?" he asked pleadingly. "I should be so lucky; don't act so needy," I said, "Asses this hot are rare; and I feel very grateful to have been able to taste yours. Now, however, I am spent and I probably ought to go home and get ready for work tomorrow." We exchanged many long kisses as we dressed and reluctantly said our farewells.
I left and drove home thinking that this was probably the hottest experience I had ever had in my 40 years. My cock started to get hard after about 15 minutes and as I pulled into my driveway, I realized that I had to have a second release. So, I backed out and drove over the bridge to Melvin's home.
When I got there, I rang the bell. He opened the door with a big grin on his face and said honestly, "Did you forget something, Lover?" "Yes I most certainly did," I said as I closed the door behind me and took Melvin in my arms kissing him with an aggressive passion I had never before shown with anyone. I started to undress him as he did me. We left our clothes in a pile and dashed quickly and enthusiastically back to the bedroom to continue where we left off.
This time I wasn't going to take any risks. This was an ass I had to be inside of and I could tell he needed it as much as I did. He lay on his back and I positioned myself on my knees between his legs. I kissed him strongly the entire time and our saliva bound us into a heightened sexual bliss . I felt like a kid about to lose his virginity. I placed my finger on his asshole and it was evident that Melvin had put on some KY after I'd left probably ready to shove a dildo up his ass in order to relive our evening passion. But now he was going to get the real thing and he looked like a teenager. It was his turn. I took his cock in my mouth as I put one, then two, and eventually three fingers into his ass, massaging his prostate. Long deep moans came out of him as he breathlessly said, "Don't stop. Please, don't stop."
As his ass got more relaxed I took my cock into my hand and put it against his sphincter muscle. "I am just going to put the head in and as it feels more comfortable let your ass suck it in the rest of the way, okay, Daddy?" "Oh, yes, I understand, Son," he said with a mischievous grin.
Sure enough, within half a minute my cock was all the way inside of him. The best ass I had ever experienced. I just left it inside for a good five minutes to feel closer to him as we traded long wet kisses. Then I started to pump. I knew my second orgasm wouldn't come so quickly, and I longed to enjoy the hottest ass I had ever known. With about the seventh stroke, Melvin let out another huge fart, the hot air sensation went into my pubic hair and balls. I felt like a machine had taken over and I couldn't hold back releasing another huge orgasm into Melvin's eager ass. This time I cried because I felt so relieved, satisfied and exhausted. I fell into his arms and we kissed and touched for what seemed like an hour of heaven on earth. My cock had shriveled up and Melvin's ass was dripping from my spunk. We went into the shower to clean up and make more love. When I finished, I dressed once more, kissed him goodbye and went off.
In the car, I couldn't get the hot thoughts of this gorgeous old man out of my head. I didn't even get to the bridge this time when I made a quick U-Turn and drove back to my new lover's house. Why did I leave twice? I will never understand that.
Again to the door, this time greeted by the happiest most evil smile I had ever seen. I got inside and said, "God, I feel such love for you. What am I doing going home before I get to experience your release? If I cannot bring you to completion, I don't know how I will be able to continue."
Now both of us completely naked, kissed and hugged with a knowingness, a complete security. My cock was rock hard again and I sucked on Melvin's gorgeous manhood while fingerfucking him until he made a giant release down my throat. Giant for a man a third his age, this chocolate lover made me feel so worthy. And with his screaming during orgasm, I released yet another load all over his beaming face.
It was approaching 11 p.m. when I said, "Melvin, I am not going home again. Not tonight and not ever." "I am glad you figured that out, Joe, because I have already locked the doors and you would have to break them down to escape. I own you." "Yes you do, master!" I said. He lay with his back to me, his ass pressing against my now three times emptied pathetic cock; we fell asleep never separating until morning.
I awoke with a feeling that my head was surrounded in warmth. I opened my eyes to see Melvin's gorgeous meat in my face. "Get to work, cocksucker," he growled. Just scratch the surface and you will find that pig under any gentleman.