Happy New Years to everyone! Also to nifty which is our LGBT spot. Let's do what we can to keep it up and running, by supporting it financially! Cheers!Terry
The last week encounter with Tristan was the hottest yet. I was literally in my own pants, jerking off my eight inch hard on as often as I could. Thinking of him looking at me with those elf like eyes and face, this 19 year olds diminutive frame got me all kinds of riled up. His pink lips sealed around my hard on, his looking at me as he rode me, with his black fingernails digging in my chest, I was a hot mess. In my 40's I did do one thing he requested. Shaved my penis and balls, so he could suck even more so. We both were smooth now, but he'd have my hairy muscular chest to hold on to. Plus my long legs that were flexible, strong, and ready for some serious drilling. Tristan was going to get his, as he send me a nude provocative picture to my phone, that made me even more dedicated to making him scream. Daddy's twink was going to get it, and with his drugstore calling him in and interrupting our schedule, I was going to envelop him with both aggression and passion.
Looking at his picture again I was horny, and tonight we were going to have another get together. He could stay the night this time. Fucking Walmons Pharmacy. Their employees claimed "covid," but I was skeptical of these vaccinated people playing the system. Mostly young men I had once been like them, calling out sick for nightclubbing or sessions with marijuana. Now with a bit more age, and a excellent profession of cyber security, I was happy to earn that paycheck. The bonuses for attendance helped admittedly, but a lot of it was due to being more mature. Then again a mortgage and car note, were my invisible motivators. If I wanted to keep the blue Mustang, it was favorable to show up to work. Plus the gas prices for the V8 monster were insane. A lot of people blamed the president on the news and social media. It wasn't completely his fault, although I wasn't so thrilled with his policies, despite being much better than the clown.
I had ordered out for Tristan and I. He showed up at 6, and wow was he as cute as ever. Every time we were together or close by, there was this surge of electricity that couldn't be explained. My drive and charisma, with his youth and exuberance were a wonderful combination. As usual once the door closed we kissed each other. He smelled so good with his flowery perfume on. Wearing little blue shorts and a t shirt, I liked his shaved legs and knew that once my hands went there, what I'd find would be delightful. As we kissed I grabbed his ass to a small feminine moan, and as he nestled up on my neck. I was sprayed up with my Tom Ford cologne, and he licked his lips and said "very sexy daddy." Wearing my suit from todays meetings, I was looking sharp and sophisticated. 6'3 with my dark brown hair, my blue eyes meshed with his loving browns. Tristan's eyes danced, and his long straight hair smelled and felt good too.
We enjoyed kissing and hugging, but first we had the meal from the restaurant. Fajitas with different meat and vegetables. The sour cream and pico de gallo were so delicious. We liked the guacamole, and had a joking battle of who could eat more of it. He was hungry yet so lucky that he could eat what he wanted, and not gain a pound on his slender figure. Age and metabolism helped. Probably genes too. We had a nice conversation on current events, our sports teams, and how he wanted a flower arrangement a certain way. I took a mental note of this, as I wanted to make a day soon special for him. Despite our age differences we got along very well, and my feelings for him were comfortable and just at ease. I hoped he would join me next year on a summer vacation, as I wanted him around to explore Playa Del Carmen.
That morning before work, I went at it while working out. Biceps and triceps day, and cursing as I defied gravity with the kettlebells. Wearing my compression shorts and a sleeveless shirt, sweat drenching I drank out of my water bottle. Hydration time and a young Asian guy was clearly looking at my crotch. I smiled at him, yet he turned away. As I hit the weights he watched me, and was a good looking yet definitely shy guy. A shame as I wouldn't mind pounding him, like I was with the barbells following the Russian sadistic devices. My arms and chest burned, which is the sign of a good workout, showered, and then went to work.
The twinge in my forearms reminded me of this, as without explanation, Tristan and I were all of a sudden seated next to each other. As we drank our beers, I was pulled in by his scent, and we kissed each other. First pecks on the lips, and as I grabbed and gently went through his hair, I felt his tongue enter my mouth. We soon were beyond heated, and the chemicals between us mixed. Touching his shaved legs, holding hands, I felt his crotch up as he unzipped my Brooks brothers trousers. It happened so fast. We were in my bedroom, and he was literally like catnip at a grasp of fury and intensity. Electricity and adrenaline fueled, the battle to take each other's wrapping paper or clothing, had begun with a sense of viciousness.
I didn't mean to, but it didn't stop the show. My forearms ripped his shirt, and it just didn't fucking matter. Kissing and our hard bodies against each other on the soft bed, it felt so good to be with Tristan. So young, sexy, with vitality as my throbbing sex organs and activated nerves of sensuality were ready. Just like how we had met at a music store several months back, the record speed had moved past what any needle or turntable could handle. The heat of sexual enlightenment burned like a candle, and our similar shaped hard cocks were ready for some TLC.
Kissing his chest, I swirled my tongue around his nipples. He tasted delicious. His body heat was immense, as the solar eclipse going through him became more prevalent. Kissing his neck I took off his shorts, and massaged and let my tongue go up and down his legs. Oh yes I loved how his bulge was so apparent, and I could easily see the precum seeping through his white low cut briefs. Smooth all over I took his toes in my mouth. One by one then several at a time, causing him to arch his back and howl. I grinned and continued, as his feet in my mouth were his weakness. His legs buckled on the blue sheets, and I stopped him from touching his penis. That was my job when I decided it was going to happen.
Forcibly I pushed him down and sat up on his waist, his cock under mine, and licked his shaved armpits. He was a mushy mess as this was his favorite errogenous zone, and I loved to lap up his sweat. His long brown hair was a mess, and his hands on my hair felt so amazing, as those black fingernails on his white hands were a visual combination that was surreal. As I kissed and sucked his hard nipples again, he moaned as my hands took off his underwear, and made themselves known to his sex organ. That beautiful cut 6" shaved cock with the nice head, and those succulent testicles needed my attention. That was how it stood, and he whimpered with happiness, as I lovingly touched his balls in my hand. His shaved scrotum was so sensitive.
Taking him in my mouth, he was in a different dimension. First I started with small sucking and then all the way to deep throat. My lips tasted his musky manly flavor and his musky groin that was accentuated with female perfume. This always turned me on more, and he held up the mirror on the bed stand so I could watch. I loved looking at myself sucking him, and was even more dedicated to his penis and balls. The slurping noise was there. And from the reflection I could see his precum in my lips. So tasty and another major turn on. I went down like a shark to lick his ass, and the mirror went with him as he sang for me. It was a guttural but high pitched sound, as soon my fingers and lube started the natural beginning of the necessary stretching. His ass would soon be mine, and I wanted him to be prepare for my boarding.
He was paralyzed. Just totally catatonic as I had my way with him. As I fingered him, I told him "Tristan, you need to give me a blowjob now baby." He smiled and I did too, as soon we were French kissing again. My clothes coming off under his hands, he got to my orange see through mesh tight underwear. His hands through the mesh, oh it was so sensual, but then he had me when his warm palms and fingers were on my eight inch standing up hard penis. There was no telepathy, but he knew what I expected. Soon we were standing up next to the bed kissing, and he got on his knees.
Oh yeah such a good submissive lover. I put my fingers through his sweaty long hair. He knew how to use his fingers deftly on my balls, as he got my penis into his mouth. The hot whirlpool bath of my junk was invigorating, and he brought me all the way in his throat. No gag reflex and my eyes rolled up my skull. How he did this was mind boggling, and him sucking on my balls felt so thrilling. My adrenaline and testosterone increased instantaneously. He had me in his mouth and looked up at me. He was going back and forth, when he smiled. "Get the lube out again and fuck me daddy."
Lathering his bent over hole, I loved his cheeks. A perfect 30" or so waist, with that bubble butt that was smooth too. Seeing his balls dangle below, I decided to not go in with much of a warning. Penetrating him deeply right off the bat set the tone, and I took him with no compromise. My ass to do what I saw fit. The sounds of my penis and his insides clamping down on it, oh I loved watching my private parts going into his warm tunnel of love. Nothing on and just him and me, two became one, as his hands scratched away at the walls and held on to the bedsheets. My penis all the way out then all the way in. Twisting my hips he was screaming, as this was intensity more than he had come to expect.
Soon I had him ride my penis. So liked kissing and fucking, and also feeling his sex organ on my abdomen. It allowed me to massage his balls, and his fingers reached back to stir my tanks. So warm, wet, tight. That pumping sound and the smells and visions of lust. He bit his lips so hard he bled. This made me even more full of lust, and he was screaming as I felt my 8 inches curve up in his rectum. His face grimaced with contortions. Pain and pleasure. We kissed again, and soon I was taking him from the side.
It was so endearing, to hold his hips. There was something sexually gratifying about his back. Seeing my penis disappear in him, yet also his spine and ribs was a turn on. I grabbed ahold of his nipples while I pumped. Tristan was panting and I couldn't believe this whole body experience. Every sense was fire on high, and soon I heard him make a guttural sound. He soon gasped and came all over the place, as I could detect the scent of his sperm in the bedsheets. Pounding away at him, I told him "share that with me." As he puts globs of his thick white sperm in my mouth, this got me edgier. I was now really pumping, and as the dizziness began, the sensation of pushing through lava from my insides occurred.
Tristan was holding on to my balls as they erupted out of my penis hole. Filling him like an eclair, my breeding of his ass was done to my specifications. He smiled and kissed me. "Never have I been so full of cum baby." Oh yes my swimmers were inside of him, and I knew that we were together in other ways, as I pulled my sloppy wet penis out of him. Kissing and hugging, it was home away from home in his arms. We fell asleep together, with our heartbeats have gone up and then down with each other. The depth of our sleep was a result of our prowess together, and there if you look down, you'd see a strong buff man with his little twink.