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Blogs > stardust81937 > TALES OF ZIPPERLESS FUCKS

THE ABANDONED HOUSE  

stardust81937 87M
4345 posts
6/8/2015 3:41 pm
THE ABANDONED HOUSE

THE ABANDONED HOUSE

Since I'd written about it, I got the notion to go over to the abandoned place I'd written about to see what was happening there.

I was able to drive most of the way to the place over a bumpy, sandy trail, and parked my truck in the shade of the large old Tamarisk tree that shaded the place.

It was midday, and I'd left the two dogs inside my place where the AC was keeping them cool.

This abandoned property had a history that I knew all about. Let me just say that the place was still in pretty good condition and the huge tamarisk tree that I'd parked my truck under, shaded the place so that even with no power, the house stayed pretty cool inside.

When I walked around the large tree to go through the fallen fence gate, I noticed fresh bicycle tracks in the sand of the yard, and they made me conscious of making no noise in case there was someone inside the place.

There was!

A young black dude was sitting on a mattress on the floor of the room that faced the front door, which was open.

I peeked through the door and took everything in at a glance. The guy was masturbating while reading a magazine. He was buck naked with a small pile of his clothing next to him on the floor. He looked pretty young. I guess-timated about 24. His buzz cut hair and good shape, indicated to me that he was probably military..When I saw his erect penis in his hand, I felt a tightening in my stomach and my own penis began to push out from the thin white cotton shorts I was wearing. I was naked from the waist up. I'd left my green T-shirt in the truck. I'd also left my teeth at home, probably subconsciously hoping I'd find someone in the abandoned house..

He saw me a minute after I saw him, and jumped, pulling his clothing off the floor near him, and holding the clothes over his erection.

"Hold on," I said in a cheerful, calm voice.. "Don't get all scared, I've jacked off in this place a few times myself" (Which was a lie).

I came in close to him and rapidly sat on the mattress beside him before he had a chance to jump up...I noticed then, that he was quite small, probably only 5'6", but had a hard, tight body.

I slowly pushed his hand holding the clothes away from his beautiful circumcised cock, and said,"Now that's a pretty dick!" as his penis began to shrink from the fright I'd evidently given him.

Hell! I'm 78 and I've picked up a lot of men in my lifetime, so I'm good at judging them, and I knew this guy wasn't going to get all mad or pissed at me when I grabbed his cock, and said softly, "Come on baby, let me suck on that beauty for you.."

He just looked at me. His cheeks were a little flushed. His penis got hard again as soon as I got my hand on it. I scooted down on the mattress so I could lick his balls.

"Okay", he said softly in a whisper, and sank back on the mattress so he was laying down, with my face between his legs.

I could smell the odor of soap and sweat. It turned me on to almost a frenzy. I shucked off my own white shorts, and we were naked together half on the bare cement floor and half on the not too dirty mattress. I did something I hardly ever do, I began to rim his asshole which was almost hairless, then placed my index finger on his anus and gently pushed it in. I could tell immediately by his response that he wanted to be fucked.

I gently pushed in two more fingers on my right hand up his ass, and while moving them in and out, took his penis down my throat. My own penis was now as hard as his, and he changed position slightly and the next thing I knew was that my dick had popped into him, and I was fucking him face to face.

His eyes were closed and beads of sweat coated his upper lip. He had a pretty face, and nice lips and I couldn't help myself I started tongue kissing him with real lust, as I fucked the hell out of him. We both moaned together until I felt his asshole spasm and he was cumming to beat all hell, and then I was too.

Some time passed as we both got our breaths back.

My dick popped out of his ass, and I found some toilet paper in the bathroom to clean us both up a little.

In my long journey into gay sex, I've found it better for myself-- and safer-- to never try and repeat one of these stranger meetings. In keeping with that knowledge, I put on my white cotton shorts, looked down at him as he dozed on the mattress, and went out to where my truck was parked. As I got in the truck and started to leave, I spotted his white mountain bike parked on the other side of the tree my truck was parked under.

by David Stardust...Monday, June 8, 2015..late afternoon
stardust81937 87M
8340 posts
6/9/2015 4:39 pm
    Quoting sukmanov:
    Thanks David; Keep the blogs coming my friend.
    You lead such a different and more exciting life than I do here in little old Scotland - heat and sun avoid us here for most of the year ha ha...although we do have tranquil and secluded areas to distance yourself from 'civilisation'.
    I think you are a very amiable, intelligent and sexy guy.
    Best wishes
Thank you so much Mr, Sukmanov! I think there's something about the sun and the heat, and the ability to go nude so much here on the desert, that always gets my hormones jumping and looking for some way to keep from overflowing... Even when I go into town during the summer, I only wear a light T-shirt and thin cotton shorts. Surprisingly, the desert during early December and on through January, can be cold enough to make one wear a heavy parka to stay warm... I only visited your country once during my Army time, but I'll always remember the purity of the air! With affection, david


sukmanov 68M
635 posts
6/9/2015 7:48 am

 Thanks David; Keep the blogs coming my friend.
You lead such a different and more exciting life than I do here in little old Scotland - heat and sun avoid us here for most of the year ha ha...although we do have tranquil and secluded areas to distance yourself from 'civilisation'.
I think you are a very amiable, intelligent and sexy guy.
Best wishes


stardust81937 87M
8340 posts
6/9/2015 4:29 am
    Quoting silk_petal_rose:
    Why would you worry about making any noise ......that truck of yousr he would of heard you coming..........

    abandoned house with toilet paper in it......lol
My old truck has a pretty new muffler on it, and as you know, I hate noise.. It's very quiet, and just purrs along almost silently.... This abandoned place is only about one mile from a busy military base--it's really just a short walk away from the base's fence, and during the day the base noise is sometimes pretty loud..

The man who originally owned this house, was a drunk and when the well ran dry, he left with everything still in the place... It was broken in a few months later, but most of everything like toilet paper and bathroom lotions, soap, etc. have just been left there. The people who come there are mostly military men, and aren't your normal civilian vandals who just destroy things for no reason...

It's OK Silky One, you can just read this as fiction if you want to..


stardust81937 87M
8340 posts
6/9/2015 4:25 am
    Quoting sukmanov:
    If you ever drive near my shack......I'd really appreciate it lol
People out in this area who own these remote places like mine, get sick, or die, and simply leave their pack rat places.. Most of the young people of today couldn't live out here, they just wouldn't have the skills to cope with all the problems that extreme heat, no water, and long distances to travel for the barest essentials create... I came out here 40 years ago for the main reason of getting away from the swarming humanity in L.A., and I'm one of the few people who was able to adapt and thrive in the desert.. I'm pretty proud of that. When I die, Marisol will get my place--whether she'll stay there or not after I'm gone, is debatable... I think you're one of the few watchers of my blog, Mr. Sukmanov, who would probably thrive here .. affectionaely, david


sukmanov 68M
635 posts
6/9/2015 1:46 am

 If you ever drive near my shack......I'd really appreciate it lol


silk_petal_rose 60F  
2363 posts
6/8/2015 6:25 pm

 Why would you worry about making any noise ......that truck of yousr he would of heard you coming..........

abandoned house with toilet paper in it......lol
silky...


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