This is a total work of fiction
During my daily exercise of walking 2 miles through my neighborhood, I frequently crossed paths with a man walking his two dogs. At around 8 a.m. is when I seemed to encounter the gentleman the most. He was in his middle to late 50s, about 6' tall, maybe 200 lbs., graying hair that was slightly thinning on top, and a very fair complextion. Because the temperatures were usually mild where we lived, both he and myself were usually wearing short pants. His wearing shorts was very instrumental to my becoming interested in the man in a sensual way, as I am extremely attracted to a man's legs, and I am easily aroused by the legs of a man I consider to be an "older man." The character of older men's bodies...the lower body especially, is to me a very strong turn-on. When I see hairy, fair, not unblemished but a "real" man's skin and masculine form, unlike the younger men's model-like bodily form, I am sexually aroused and get an erection. I often then get the urge to drop to my knees before a man and hug and passionately kiss his lower body all the way to his crotch. My intentions beyond that are to go "all the way" and enjoy myself by pleasuring him with my hands and mouth. I seem to want to give men like that complete "service," and make him cum in my mouth so that I can swallow everything he gives up.
The gentleman I was greeting regularly was called Jake. He lived only four houses east of me on my street! We paused to talk a couple of times about trivial things...weather, exercise routines, etc., but nothing special... that is until a week ago when he invited me into his house for a cool drink. I took him up on the invitation....hoping earnestly, just hoping against hope, that something was going to happen between us. Jake, it turns out, was 58 years old, which is 10 years my junior. He too was retired, and as I looked around his living room I noticed some male porn magazines half concealed by other papers, etc. on the coffee table. I watched Jake getting our drinks, and I especially stared at his legs...his biceps, and the backs of his knees and thighs. He had a very masculine aged body overall, but his lower body was, to me, the main attraction. The fair skin, genuine blemishes of an aging viral male, strong musculature, and graying hair all over his legs... those features were really turning me on! I had an erection that was gently tenting my loose fitting shorts.
Jake then turned to hand me the coke, and my heart jumped when I saw the plainly visible tenting under his zipper. I caught my breath, and he noticed it. He also looked down at my legs and lower body, and I knew that he knew of my state of arousal. I hoped that my body was turning him on as his was turning me on. I'm a small but strongly built man, 5'4" tall, 140 lbs., fair to medium complextion, a fairly hairy body, graying and slightly balding hair on top, bespectacled. My penis is cut and about 6-7" when really hard. If a man wants someone like me....healthy and extremely clean, and willing to give a man whatever he needs to be pleasured, I'm available and willing, and up to that day I'd never had any sexual contact with a man whatsoever. But I was ready then.
Suddenly Jake and I made eye contact...long and deep, maybe for 10 seconds without saying a word. We then both smiled. "I'm very nervous, Jake," I said. He replied, with a smile "really? So am I, Frank. He then reached out a hand to me which I warmly took and squeezed. Being much taller than me, we drew closer to eachother, while he looked down at my face while I looked up at his, and he placed a hand under my chin, tilted my mouth upwards towards his and gently and wetly open-mouth kissed me. I was thrilled...my first kiss of a man's mouth! We exchanged tongues and saliva liberally. It was the most exciting thing! Even more exciting to me than any women I'd ever kissed passionately. Why? I didn't know, and I didn't care. I felt like I could fall in love with this man. I wanted to give myself to him...to service him, to pleasure him in any way he wished. I especially wanted to receive his semen...his sperm, his seed, and to taste, smell and swallow it. I wanted to make total love to this man, and to have him make total love to me. I wanted and needed exquisite sexual intimacy with Jake. I hoped to give myself to jake orally and anally...to please him with my body...with my charms.
When we broke our last kiss, I said "I want to make love with you, Jake. I want to do everything with you. I'll let you take me however you want. I'll swallow you, Jake. I want to drink your cum." Jake got very excited at hearing that. "Wow," he stammered. "I'd love to do anything you want me to. I think your so sexy, Frank. I'll suck you off, fuck you, let you suck and fuck me...whatever you want." Jake was breathing hard and very excited...trembling slightly as he spoke. As for me, I felt weak in the knees. I wanted to give myself to him in the worst way. I wanted to bond, merge, meld, wrap myself around and inside this man. I was falling in love with him, and I hoped he would do the same with me.
Without a word we then went into the bedroom and began to disrobe. We kept our eyes on eachother's bodies as more and more of our nakedness emerged. I was so excited to see Jake's body now. He was very sexy. His cut erect penis was about 6 or 7 inches and of medium thickness...very much like mine. It was hard and wet. I could see precum oozing at its tip. I could hardly wait to get my mouth on it and taste another man's precum and then his semen for the first time. I didn't know how experienced with men Jake was, and I didn't care. I just needed to intimately know this man....to express my desire and love for men by servicing a man orally....drinking his cum. Jake would be my first. I was already falling in passionate love with him, and I had not even brought him off yet! "Jake," I whispered to him. You're going to make me love you when we do it. I won't be able to help it. I hope you can handle it. I don't expect or need you to feel entirely the same...really." Jake said, "Frank, you've got me so turned on I don't think I could tell you that I don't love you even now. I just know that I need us to make passionate love, my friend. Please love me. Take my cum. I want to give it to you, Frank. It will mean so much to me." At hearing him say that, I was ecstatic! I was going to have my fondest sexual wish granted. A lovely man...this man, was going to give me the gift of his sperm for me to take into my body. Ohhhh, what intimacy! I was ready.
Jake got into the bed and under the covers. I followed him and we immediately began to embrace, kiss, touch, make love. It was so exciting. We kissed eachother all over. The touch of a man was so electric to me... much more so than any woman's touch. I was so hard. I was leaking alot of precum. Jake was very hard and wet. Our cocks slid wetly between us... trailing precum all over our skin. I loved handling his cock. It was hot, silky, throbbing...alive! I was in love with his manhood, and I began to kiss it like it was a person. "Ohhh, jake, I love you so much," I was saying to his penis as a kissed it with gentle loving pecks and licked it along with his testicles. There wasn't a spot on his penis and balls that I missed tasting. I totally made love to his manly tools. He too was kissing and molesting my "privates" with passion, and I was always on the verge of cumming. But cum I did not. I wanted to remain totally horny while I ministered to this man's needs and got him to give up his precious seed to me. I was about to drink a man's sperm! I was totally out of my mind with lust for Jake. I felt a weakness throughout my body from the desire I was feeling to receive Jake's essence of life...his semen.
I got my mouth on Jake's beautiful penis and began working my tongue all over its tip, crown, and underneath below the rim. He was drooling precum and I was literally sipping it like it was a fountain of nectar. I loved its taste! I swallowed sip after sip. I paused, looked up at Jake's pleasured face, made eye contact and said "God, I love you, Jake. Give it to me...all you have. I want to drink it all up." Jake smiled and said, "Take it Frank. It's my gift to you. I want you to have me. I think I love you." With that I began to work my head and mouth up and down, up and down. In about a minute I felt Jake's hands tighten their grip on my head and hair which he had been stroking and rubbing. He began moving his hands faster and faster. His breathing got harder, louder, and faster. His legs began to tremble and tighten around my head while they rested on my shoulders with me between them. I could feel his skin sprouting goosebumps as he began to moan and he started to buck up and down. His penis began to swell in my mouth, and then all of it was happening. My love was cumming in my mouth! He began bellowing "Ohhhhh, ooohhhhhhh, Frank, Frank, I do love you, I love you so much. Take it. It's for you. It's yours. You're mine now...Frank, Frank. Aaaarrrggghhhh, aaaahhhhh, ooohhhhhh, my God, my God." And take it I did, oh did I. Wow! It was everything I'd hoped for I could feel his love and passion with every spasm of his penis...every spurt of semen onto my tongue, on my teeth, my throat, and down as I swallowed my lovers nectar. I held tightly to him to keep his penis in my mouth. He was so violent while he ejaculated, and I loved it so.
Jake's semen was of medium thickness. It was salty but sweet. He ejaculated 7 spurts...they were more hot than just warm. His semen was an off-milky white...a very, very beautiful sight when I squeezed the residual semen from him...milking him dry and seeing it oozing from his penis slit. I eagerly licked it off. I'd felt such an intense passionate love for him while he was releasing his seed to me. I was being fulfilled by his pleasure! It was the most wonderful experience of my sexual life, and I was in love with the man for it. He made me love him. I couldn't help but do anything else. The experience was a sacred one to me. It was my first time with a man, but I knew it could not be the last. What had I been missing?
I sat up on the edge of the bed on which he still lay. He reached over to me and began to gently and lovingly stroke my back. "Thank you, Frank," he softly said. "You were wonderful. You totally satisfied me." I then turned to ham and replied, "No...thank you, Jake. I feel privileged and honored that you'd give yourself to me that way. I love you for letting me make you cum in my mouth so that I could swallow your sperm. You've made me love you, Jake." I then leaned over his face and we kissed...open mouthed, wet, intimately warm yet passionate as we liberally exchanged saliva and he tasted his cum from my mouth. We lay together for some time....touching, kissing, looking into eachother's eyes. It was a very blissful afterglow we were experiencing.
Finally, it was time for me to leave. I got up, looked over at him...his body, which was now satisfied, and I thought of how I'd experienced it in such a special way. His manliness was such a wonderful thing to hear, feel, and taste. As far as I was concerned, we were one...at least to me Jake was a part of me. I was in love!
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