The artist

By jamie free

Published on Dec 3, 2001

Gay

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*** comments about this story are welcome: charlie_4u@hotmail.com ***

I am a 45 year old man, married, in good shape, and while I had some great experiences with gay sex in my younger days, I had left that behind when I got married. At least, I left it behind for many years. But then in the last couple of years I found myself more and more often recalling those earlier experiences; I would recall how a cock sinking slowly into my ass felt, how I would feel so deliciously full. Or I would find myself daydreaming about the taste, the smell and feel of a man's cock thrust between my lips, pumping thick gobs of warm cum into my eager mouth while I milked his cock and balls with my hands.

This daydreaming led into exploring the Internet; I discovered Nifty.org, and late at night would read the stories and then masturbate when the ache in my cock was too strong to resist any longer. From there, I began exploring chat rooms, setting up Hotmail accounts, many of you know what I mean. But reading stories, cybersex and so on could only bring relief for so long. There came a time where I had to try the real thing, see if it was really as good as I remembered it.

So I posted some personals at different Internet sites, describing myself, "45 mwm, 185lbs, 6', brown hair, brown eyes, good shape, decent looking, not a fem but with a nice round butt and warm willing mouth... looking to rediscover fun of gay sex... did i mention that i'd enjoy being spanked?"

Many of you must know how this goes, the strange e-mails, the people that are too far, too weird, or just too something. Then I started e-mailing with a man who was an artist; call him Ben. He caught my attention partly by asking if he could draw my ass after spanking it! I loved the thought of being a model like that, and was turned on too by his suggestion that he first give my ass a close careful inspection, perhaps washing me carefully in the shower...

After some writing back and forth, and a couple of phone calls, we finally set up a date to have coffee together, in a coffee shop near his apartment. The idea was that from there we would go back to his apartment or not, depending on how we both felt.

I was nervous, but quite excited too. I slipped into a pair of jeans that nicely caught the curve of my ass, and the bulge of my cock and balls, and headed out. Ben was sitting where he had said he would be, and he was just as handsome and sexy as I had hoped from his description of himself; he's a 50 year old guy, 6' too, 175lbs, very trim, with clear blue eyes and hands with long sensitive fingers.We got our coffee, and after chatting live for just a few minutes the atmosphere around our table was positively steaming, the mutual attraction was so strong!

By common assent we quickly left and I followed Ben back to his apartment. He had a nice flat nearby, on the 3rd floor, comfortably furnished with big overstuffed sofas and warm rugs. The door was hardly closed behind us when he pulled me toward him for a kiss, which I eagerly returned. Both of us were so turned on that we just couldn't wait, and we feverishly undressed there in his living room. Ben's cock was beautiful, a strong, thick manly penis, that swelled up nicely as he stroked my ass and kissed me. I slid down his body and lovingly cupped his hairy balls in one hand while I slowly bent my head down to kiss the head of his hardening cock.

Oh, it tasted good, as good as I remembered cock to taste! I kissed and licked the head of it, and then parted my lips to start sucking, tasting a little delicious thread of precum as I did. I stopped a moment and looked up and asked if he would like to cum in my mouth right there, and he nodded, his eyes half closed in anticipation. Sucking cock must be like riding a bicycle; once you know how, you don't really forget! The years since I had last taken a man into my mouth vanished and I sucked and worked his cock as eagerly and skillfully as I had in days gone by... Ben's hands were on my head, urging me down on to his cock, and I took him as deep in my mouth as I could. The thin stream of precum stopped, and then with a groan and a thrust into my face Ben came, shooting thick strands of cum into my mouth. The taste and sensation was overwhelming; I lost myself in sucking his cock, gulping and swallowing and his cum. I was all sucking mouth and stroking, squeezing hands, eager for every drop of his cum.

The shooting gobs of cum slowed, then stopped, and Ben, his knees shaking a little from his orgasm, laughed and bent down to kiss my head, saying, "God Jamie, what have the cocks of the world been missing! That was great!" I sat back on my ass, feet curled under me, and looking up at him smilingly licked my lips as I replied, "Mmm, I haven't tasted cum in ages. I forgot how good it really is!"

Ben had said he was a take charge kind of lover, and I had told him that that was exactly what I wanted; a man to take charge of me, relieve me from all decision making, and free me to simply give sexual pleasure to my man.

He helped me up from the floor, chuckling at my hard cock swaying in front of me, and giving it a gentle squeeze he said, "Hmm, what shall we do about that?" I smiled and answered that it was totally up to him, and he replied by showing me into his studio room. It was a sunny room with big windows, with easels and paints and brushes scattered about a pile of cushions in the center of the room. Ben led me to the cushions and told me to lie down.

I did as he asked, and then he led me through a series of poses: on my back, one arm above my head while I fondled my cock with the other; on my side, my ass presented to Ben; and several others, Ben sketching me all the while. It was very exciting and flattering to be a model like that, and I got very horny from it. After an hour, Ben finally invited me to jerk off, and I lay back and rapidly worked my cock hard. I came quickly, in several long spurts across my stomach, and then lay there panting, trailing my hand through it, and licking it from my fingers.

One of the things we had talked about online was my spanking fantasy, and Ben, who was hard again, helped me realize that fantasy. He spanked me hard, bending me over his knee on the sofa in the studio and cracking his hand hard on my quivering ass cheeks. I loved it, shifting and begging for more.

Announcing that his hands were too sore to keep going, Ben stopped spanking me and I lay across his lap, my ass cheeks burning and stinging while he began to slowly run his finger up and down the crack of my ass. I moaned and arched up a little, and he responded by lightly fingering my man hole, making me melt inside. I begged him to fuck me, and he told me to get off his lap and go get him a rubber and some KY from the table. I did as he asked, hurrying along, my pink warm buns jiggling as I moved, and breathed hard at the thought of a cock in my ass after so long. When I got back to the sofa I knelt between his legs and gave his hard cock some nice kisses and sucks, and then slowly slipped a rubber over its throbbing length. Ben asked me to squat over him on the sofa, and I did. My ass perched above his eager cock, Ben slipped a finger into the open KY jar I'd placed on the sofa and getting a big blob of it he worked it into my ass, finger fucking me till I was loose and ready for his cock, the two of us kissing and petting all the while.

When Ben asked if I was ready I laughed excitedly and said "Ready?! Oh god, please, give it to me baby!" He smiled, kissed me again, and together we moved so that I slowly sank down upon his cock. O god, how thrilling to have my full round ass pierced by a cock after so long without! When his cock first penetrated me, I gasped in ecstasy and squeezed Ben's shoulders hard as I slowly sank all the way down on him. The feeling of having a cock sunk to the balls in my ass was almost overwhelming, I leaned into Ben, panting and kissing him as I shifted and wriggled to plump my ass down even further onto his hard cock.For a long moment we embraced like that, and it was so heavenly, his hands fondling my ass cheeks, his cock buried inside me...

Then I began to ride up, and then down on his cock, squeezing his cock as I drew my ass up, and loosening my ass when I sank back down. Ben leaned back into the sofa with a groan and stroked the smooth curves of my ass, telling me to ride it baby, ride it! Oh I did, slowly and lovingly, taking care to pause occasionally when sunk down on him to reach behind me and gently fondle his balls...

But all good things must end, and when Ben couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed my waist and began urging me up and down, pulling my ass down on his cock hard. When he came he held me tight against him and thrust up into me with a strangled groan, cumming in long hard pumps. I was horny as hell by then and once Ben had mostly done, I leaned back a bit and reached down to jerk myself off while his thick cock still was deep in my ass. I came hard, gobs of it spouting up and over my hands and belly.

We collapsed together on the sofa for a while, and then showered together, lovingly washing each others bodies. It was a sweet, sweet experience! I did love modeling for him especially, and when he asked me if I'd like to model some sex scenes for him, posing with a friend of his, I was intrigued and agreed to do it - especialy after he showed me a picture of his friend. What a manly cock he had!

But that's another story for another day... :)

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