WHATAVIEW
I've only lived in my lakeside condo for about a year. After the divorce and coming out, I decided living on the water was the best gift I could give myself as I began to put my life back together.
A few weeks ago, I pulled my boat into a cove where there is a marina that sells gas a lot cheaper than the one closer to my place. I was admiring the ass of the college boy as he pumped gas into the two giant tanks at the back of my boat when I looked up and realized a whole new restaurant had been added onto the marina since the last time I was here.
"Food any good in the new place?" I asked the boy.
"Yeah, and it's up high enough that you get a nice view of the lake and some pretty good sunsets, too."
I paid him and made my way up the doc to the steps that led to the restaurant side. That's when I saw him, a tall, slightly muscular boy of about 20. From his golden hair to his honey complexion, to his sparkling blue eyes, he was devastating. I am not always attracted to much younger guys, but this boy simply took my breath away. I felt my Lucky 7 do a little dance in my shorts.
"Hi, I'm Tristan, alone today or will someone be joining you?"
"Alone today, can I please have a table with a view of the water?"
"Sure thing, most of the tables are great but I know just the one," he said. As he led me to a spot on the deck I couldn't take my eyes off his hot little ass, which filled out his Levi's jeans perfectly. He quickly turned around as he got to the table and I swear caught me looking at it.
"Awkward!" I thought.
I cleared my throat.
"Oh, um...this is great, Tristan. Thank you! By the way, I'm Jeremy."
I held out my hand and he grabbed it. He looked right into my eyes, smiled.
"So glad to know your name, Jeremy. I hope you enjoy your lunch."
A young girl brought my water, then Tristan himself came over with a menu.
"We're a bit short handed, and the girl who normally works this section is in the weeds. So, I asked if I could help you today. I hope that's alright, Jeremy." "Alright? It's more than fine. I was hoping for a chance to get to know you better anyway."
I was wondering if that was a little forward, but when Tristan turned to head back to the kitchen and I saw those lovely buns in motion, I decided I really didn't give a shit. I was going to be one, big flirt today and enjoy every minute of it.
He brought some bread, told me about the specials and took out a pad to write down my order. I almost hadn't heard a word he said. I was watching his handsome face, admiring those baby blues and undressing him with my eyes. That honey golden body of his looked great naked standing next to my table in my mind.
"Uh, um...what was the second special again?"
"Oh, the seared scallop salad?"
"Yes. Is that good?"
"Yes, It's my favorite!" Tristan said in an overly animated way that made me wonder if he just might play for my team. Until now, I was getting a straight jock vibe from him.
"Well, you should have told me that. Something tells me that you and I have very similar tastes," I said with a half-smile.
"You know, I was thinking the same thing."
He took my menu, and slowly strode off to place the order. That ass. Michelangelo should have painted it into the Sistine Chapel. It was perfectly cherubic.
My cock was almost fully erect as I replayed the conversation in my head, carefully analyzing every word. My gaydar had identified a target and now it was time to begin playing for keeps.
The scallops were indeed delicious. I made polite conversation with Tristan as he filled my wine glass and cleared away my empty plate. He was a local university student working at the new lakeside restaurant for the summer. He lived with his parents in the neighborhood behind my condos, and often walked on the trail along the lake right in front of my place. Small world. I decided would be looking for him on that path no matter what the outcome of today's little flirt session!
Tristan had disappeared somewhere when I felt nature's call and decided to find the facilities. As I got close to the men's room at the end of a long hallway, Tristan emerged from another door and smiled at me.
"The view in this place is stunning," I said, pointing over my shoulder. "But looking all that water, well...you know."
"I do, I do" he said. Then he paused, put his hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes.
"I also like my view right now," he said, looking slowly down my body to my crotch and back up to my face again.
"Fuck!" I thought to myself. I tried to stay calm, but the hunter had become the prey, and I almost panicked.
I smiled at him, looked behind me to see no one in view, and leaned forward a little. I put my hand right on his hot little ass.
"I like the view right now best of all."
Just then a waitress started down the hall behind me and Tristan saw her in time to move away so we were not caught. I ducked into the restroom, looked into the mirror and chuckled to myself. Was this really happening? I like to think I am attractive and still have it, but I still had my doubts. Being obviously hit on by such an attractive, younger man really felt amazing.
After a long piss and a little primping, I was ready to face him again.
"No rush on this," he said as he put the check folder down. No one was around us, so I covered his hand with mine.
"I try to never be in a rush about anything," I said with a smile.
"So, do they have you working just lunch or a double today?"
"Just lunch," Tristan said.
"After this, I am free as a bird."
"Well, then, you should take that walking path down to my condo tonight, so you can check out the sunset from my place," I said.
"I'd like that, Jeremy. It would give us a chance to talk about what we have in common."
"Yes. And I have some wine I think you will really like."
"I just turned 21, and I am just figuring out what I do like," he added with a smile.
"Say around five thirty?" I asked.
"Sure, but sunset isn't until almost 8:30. What will we do until then, besides sip wine?" Tristan asked, pivoting his hip a little to jut out his sexy ass.
"I am sure we will not have a problem finding things to do."
"I'm sure you're right," he said, biting his bottom lip then smiling at me coyly.
I left the restaurant about 3:30 and was home by 3:45. I did a little clean-up of the condo, the common area around the pool and my deck with its view of the lake. I jumped in the shower and got the wine ready. Before I knew it, it was 5:25.
Tristan was right on time and came strolling down the path in a pair of board shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. He was even more handsome than when I saw him at the restaurant.
He grabbed and kissed me like a long-lost lover. I could feel his hard cock through the thin board shorts material as he pressed up against me. My neighbors all knew I was gay, but I hadn't openly kissed a man in the common area before. None of them were watching, as far as I knew, after a moment's consideration I decided I didn't give a crap if they were.
I lightly touched that perfect ass as I walked with Tristan up the steps to my place. Just inside, he grabbed me for another kiss. This one was not, long and lingering. He grabbed my swollen cock through my shorts and I slid my hand down the back of his board shorts to find his hot, bare ass.
We stumbled to the bedroom. I tore off my shirt. Tristan grabbed at my pecks and stroked my thick salt and pepper gray chest hair.
"ooo Daddy," he purred like a cat in heat.
I helped him out of his shirt and he slid off the shorts. His young cock was long and thin, about six inches and uncut. He had a neatly manicured bush. His honeyed complexion was from head to toe; there were no tan lines.
I let my shorts drop, my hard cock jutted out from my body. I rubbed my big balls slightly and smiled at the hot boy in front of me.
"Your sexy as fuck, son." I told him.
"Thank you, Daddy. I am glad you like me."
Then Tristan bent over and held his ankles. He was presenting his ass. I had never had a bottom do that to me, but I kind of liked it. I rubbed it with my large, hairy hands. His cheeks were soft and hairless, but the muscle underneath was so hard, firm and powerful. I almost shuddered with excitement as I ran my fingers up and down his hot little crack. When I touched his pink pucker, the boy let out a little moan.
I dropped to my knees and sniffed the delicious boy ass in front of me. I kissed and licked his sweet buns, caressing them with my hands. Then with one hand on my cock and another spreading him open, I gently started exploring his crack with my tongue. It was musky, warm and delicious. Tristan moaned deeper as he felt my tongue enter him. My rock-hard cock was leaking pre-cum that I spread all around my head, sending tingles of pleasure throughout my body.
I lapped at the precious boy hole, I closed my eyes and savored it. This was probably the finest ass I had ever encountered, and I meant to enjoy every second of it. I felt myself worshipping its warmth and perfection, and with every lick, kiss and touch I was pleasuring this golden boy that I had admired all afternoon long. He sighed, moaned even more and reached back to touch my head and face gently as if to say "thank you" for the loving attention I was showing his most intimate place with just my hands, mouth and tongue.
I was not going to stop eating the boy until he practically begged me for my cock. Meanwhile, I felt like my cock was going to explode. I hadn't been this hard in a long time, and the skin around the head was so taught it almost hurt. But I dutifully kept eating and licking the hole. I shook my head aggressively, wagging my tongue inside the boy and hearing him moan with pleasure.
I reached around and found his hard cock. I caressed it with my hands and fondled his balls. When I reached up to jack the head, a little pre-cum oozed out. I smiled even as I licked the boy's delicious ass.
"Daddy! You are going to make me cum!"
I took that as my cue to stand, grab Tristan firmly and move us to the bed. He fell across it on his back. I laid right on top of him, grinding my hard cock against his. He latched on to my broad shoulders and I kissed him deeply. I stopped to look into his amazing eyes and stroke his sweet, fair cheek.
"You are the most beautiful boy I've ever seen," I told him.
Tristan smiled.
"And you are the hottest Daddy I've even seen. Make me yours tonight. Use me any way you want to. I want everything from you," he said submissively. Then he whispered right into my ear, "I am on PreP."
My heart quickened. Another hurdle out of the way. I am tested regularly so I knew I was clean and I was hoping the little angle underneath me was, too.
"I will make you mine," I said proudly.
Then I kissed him more and started licking and kissing down his perfect, hairless body. He was just physically fit enough. His slight muscles and warm complexion were god-like. I could hardly take in his masculine beauty. When I reached his gorgeous young cock, I lapped at its girth with my tongue and jacked him slowly. I noticed that the foreskin peeled back to reveal a light purple head. I teased it with my tongue and heard Tristan gasp and moan.
I pushed his legs toward his shoulders and found that the boy could fold himself up almost perfectly. His knees rested against his arm pits, revealing every inch of that delicious, hot ass I had spent several long minutes eating. I grabbed for the lube and rubbed some on the outter lips. Tristan looked lovingly at me.
"You gonna breed me, Daddy?"
"Is that what you want, boy?"
"Yes, Daddy! I want your hot load."
My fingers worked their way into the boy's tight hole. My tongue work had loosened him up considerably, but he was still a young lad and I knew my thick even inches would stretch him wide open.
I took my time and loosened him up as much as I could, eventually getting my last three fingers into him with ease. Then I smiled at Tristan as I lubed my cock and smeared another handful right into his hot little hole.
I got up on my knees and put the tip against his sphincter. Tristan pushed out a little, and I eased the tip into him. He sighed, and watching his face, I could see he was relaxing. I eased my hips forward and slid in the first third of my cock. I let his tight ass get used to it before sliding in even more. After a few seconds, I was fully into the boy and I felt my balls against his perfect hot ass.
"Oh, Daddy! You are huge."
"Am I hurting you, son?"
"No, fuck me! Fuck me and make me yours!"
I slowly began to rock my hips back and forth, plunging my cock in and out of the boy's sweet hole. Tristan almost growled with pleasure, letting me know I was hitting his male g-spot with every thrust.
He grabbed my hairy ass and pulled me deeper into him. I slammed his little butthole harder. My balls rudely slapped his hairless buns. I leaned forward and kissed him. I looked deep in his eyes and smiled. Then I felt my male aggressiveness kick in. I thrust my hips forward and back as fast as I could. I ravaged that little boy hole. Tristan started this high-pitched little whine and whimper. I didn't care. I was in a kind of blind rage, driven by an animal lust deep within me.
He held my ass. His speech was distorted by my thrusting.
"Fffuck me....dddaddy" was all he could say. "Uuuuse my assss... Bbbuh..breed me!"
I felt my nuts tighten. My face was hot. I swallowed deeply and then my cock exploded inside the boy's bowls. Blast after blast of searing hot man juice flooded him. I pushed in deep, determined to empty myself into his anal cavity. I grabbed his sweet ass and held it tenderly as I pumped my cream into him.
Tristan laid there beneath me, motionless for a while. Then he smiled.
"Fuck yeah, Daddy. That was so hot!" I could feel you cumming inside me.
I didn't want to pull out of him, but I knew the boy had not yet cum and I wanted to give him that pleasure. I kissed him deeply and jacked his cock between us. It was wet with precum, but I spit on my hand and made it even more slick. I jacked him and kissed him all the while keeping my still hard cock in him to the hilt.
He groaned lowly, then scooted up and down matching the rhythm I was using to jack him off. I moved my hips slightly and started fucking him again, hoping to hit his g-spot. I must have connected because Tristan breathed in suddenly, held his breath and then cried out loudly as his cock exploded, shooting a blast of cum up onto his chest and chin. I felt several more pulses and the boy flooded our stomachs and my hand with warm boy cream. My cock stiffened as I realized I had just gotten him off without taking myself out of him.
I slowly fucked him as I kissed him and enjoyed the layer of wet, warm cum between us. He kissed me gratefully, then he grabbed my face and looked me into the eyes.
"No one has ever made me cum like that before!"
"I am glad you liked it. I have never had a better time than this, either."
We kissed again and again. I held him tightly and just enjoyed his young body beneath mine.
I definitely could fuck him more, but I wanted to be sure it was okay and that he wasn't sore.
"Can I go again?"
"Fuck yeah" Tristan said with a grin.
I slowly started fucking his hot little hole again. It felt even better than before. As I rose up off of him I noticed the pool of cum on his stomach and even up on his chest. I scooped some up with my hand and brought it to my mouth. I fed some to Tristan and we shared a cummy kiss. I couldn't believe it, but that was enough to set me off. I blasted him again with another hot load of my daddy juice.
"Mmmm....sexy, Daddy," Tristan cooed.
I eased out of him and saw a little stream of my cum oozing out of his pinkish red hole.
I kissed him passionately and started licking under his chin to get every drop of cum. By the time I reached his pubes, I had lapped it all up and savored its slimy feeling in my throat.
Later, we poured the wine, slipped on some shorts and sat on my deck overlooking the water and the setting sun. It was a huge, orange ball by the time we settled in for the show. Birds fluttered by. There were sail boats off on the horizon. It had been another perfect day here in my own little paradise. I had a feeling that Tristan would give me many, many more perfect days in the weeks and months ahead.
"What a view," he said with a smile.
We clinked glasses and I smiled back, looking at his almost naked body and hot little face.
"Yeah, what a view."