Jan 5
I am married, sixty-two, father of two, grandfather of three, newly retired, and just home from a 10 day cruise with my wife. Here is my true story. Our first night at sea we were sitting next to a very good looking couple who appeared to be from South America. He was a stunning gentleman who looked about fifty years old and he flashed us a broad smile and began to talk to us with his accent which he later told us was Argentinean. His wife was beautiful as is mine. The four of us began a conversation which was interrupted by the call for the first seating at dinner. We left them in the lounge and went on to dinner. Afterwards we went to the floor show and my wife, being tired from traveling all day by plane to get to the ship, went down to our room for the night. I still wanted to party so I went into the casino. At the blackjack table, I was joined by my Argentine friend, Ernesto. His wife also had gone to their room for the night.
After a few games, Ernesto, who was sitting right next to me began to move his knee next to mine and kept bumping me. I just held my leg steady and let him keep touching me. Now I have been a bisexual all my life and have friend at home who I see on a regular basis. It was obvious to me Ernesto was trying to get my reaction which he understood when I did not move my leg away. Soon he had his whole leg locked up against mine; I started to get hard, and my concentration on the cards was dropping fast. Suddenly he told the dealer he was cashing in his chips, picked himself up and left. I did the same and followed him out on deck to the moonlight and a beautiful night. The was not another passenger out on deck, and we strolled together not saying anything. Suddenly he pulled me into an unlit corner and began stroking my hardon through my pants. It was such a hot moment for me. I began doing the same to him. He was bigger than my cut 7," and he wore no under ware. Soon our zippers were down, our cocks were out and we were slowly feeling and jerking each other standing up.
Ernesto was uncut and I love uncut cocks. I bent over and sucked him first, oh man was he delicious, he was quietly moaning, and I was enjoying a perfect cock, slowly in and out, with my right hand on his thick shaft. He took this for about two minutes and then said, my turn my friend, and pulled me up and off him so he could return the favor. And what a favor it was. Now I have had my cock sucked by a few good cocksuckers in my life, but Ernesto was among the best. He was good because he really loved doing it and I was definitely enjoying it. Just then a crew member came by and quietly suggested we move to a completely secluded area about 20 feet away where there were deck chairs, but closed off for the night. He then winked at us and said he hoped we were having a good evening. I could not believe this was happening. We moved to the secluded area with our cocks still out of our pants. Once there Ernesto began sucking me again, this time I knew I was going to cum, and tried to withdraw. He just grabbed my ass and sucked me in a deep throat movement and then held his tongue right under my cock's head as my cum spewed into his mouth and he swallowed every bit. It was a long lasting orgasm, and he definitely got a mouthful. "Fuck" was all I could say, before I regained my composure and said "Thanks Bud." Then I wanted a turn too, so I sat on the deck chair and he stood in front of me with that beautiful cock looking right at my face with his honey tasting precum clearly webbing down to my tongue. I wanted to taste it, yet I wanted to look at it. It was a magnificent cock. Then I went to work on it, it was big enough to jack and suck at the same time. I was lost in the excitement of the moment, I cannot remember enjoying sucking a cock so much in my life. Ernesto was quietly moaning again. Then I felt it get harder and bigger and wham, he let go with the first spurt, then three more followed and he was gripping my shoulders and obviously getting off big time.
And I did enjoy it too, the feel of his cock shooting with my lips right on the head just as he had done to me. I was hard all over again. But I know my capacity so we zipped up and went in and had drink at the bar. We talked about our straight lives as if nothing had happened between us. But it had, and we met again many times on the ship for sex. We had several fantastic sixty-nine sessions in his stateroom while his wife was getting her daily hour long massage in the salon three decks away. We always knew when she left the salon as the crewman who saw us earlier ran the front desk of the salon. Ernesto gave him a big tip to call his room when his wife was through with her massage. My wife usually was playing bridge and didn't know where I was. All we did was to suck and rim each other after a joint shower. It's been three weeks since the cruise ended and Ernesto went back to Argentina with his wife. I can still taste his precum, it was delicious, and that cock, so perfect, so firm yet smooth as silk, sensations my lips will never forget. Thanks Ernesto, I know you will be reading this, because I gave you the web site. May we meet again.