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Last Weekend
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Last Weekend "Maybe if I turn around," I said, then got up off J's cock and lap. I turned around and sat on his dick with my back to his face, this way his cock can get into my hole easier. But it was still flaccid, though I didn't care, I enjoyed even just feeling an older guy's dick against my ass and butthole, hard or not. I'm sure some pre-cum was leaking out and all over me, even if it didn't make it inside my body, just knowing J's semen, his sperm, his DNA was swimming on my skin, on the skin of my ass cheeks, turned me on.  This was last weekend, and it was the funnest weekend I've had in a long time! One of my FriendFinder-x friends, I'll just call him "J," spent hundreds of dollars and drove over 8 hours round-trip just to fuck me, and that was really flattering! He lives in Arizona near Tucson, I live in downtown San Diego, California. We hooked up at a hotel in Mission Valley, between Seaworld and the old Qualcomm Stadium. I prefer hooking up at a friend's home or at a motel or hotel. I can't host and I am not comfortable yet at a gay bathhouse or club or at an adult bookstore. I am 39, but look younger. I<b> shave </font></b>my chest, armpits, stomach, panty line, pubic area, and dick and balls smooth as much for comfort as for looks and enjoy being the bottom, submissive , the sissyboi with my boipussy ready for an older man, for a Daddy or grandpa-type. I want to feel his hairy, wrinkling body against my shaved-smooth body. And J was perfect!  We texted back and forth many times before this, and that is how I prefer to correspond with people at fivesixtwo 7two6 83twosix, and shared some emails. I sort of knew what I was in for from his profile photo and bio, and he knew what I looked like and was about. All along his long drive from near Tucson to downtown San Diego, J was texting me at every rest stop he visited. After a few hours he texted me and said he was right outside. My place is an apartment complex called Pacific Vu at Grape and Second in the Bankers Hill neighborhood of San Diego and it is secured by a gate. I just rent a room, so my name is not on the contact info on the board that you call to be buzzed in, so everyone who comes for me, like Doordash and pizza deliveries, etc., have to call or text me when they arrive. I texted J back telling him I'll be out in a minute and I am wearing black pants and a green shirt. When I got to the gate I saw an older man standing there with a smile on his face. I am 6 feet, and he was just slightly shorter than me, he was skinny, and in the right age range: early 70s, wrinkles, gray hair, and all. He could be my grandfather! And that is the type I am attracted to. I don't know why. "J?" I asked. "Chrissy?" "yes." We shook hands. "No hugging in public, right?" he said. "Yes, not yet." I am not out as bisexual and never plan to be, so I can't do anything gay in public or talk about gay sex. And J was fine with that. We walked over and got in to his truck. On the way to the hotel he asked if he could hold my hand since no one could see that. I answered "yes," and for a minute we held hands, but then he swiftly put it back on the wheel. "On second thought, I better hold on to the wheel so we don't crash."  We planned on getting dinner before starting the fun, and we tried Old Town San Diego, but it was too busy and we couldn't find a place to park, so we just went straight to the hotel. Along the way, in fact right next door to the hotel, we saw a burger joint and decided just to walk over to that. After parking, J asked if I wanted to put my stuff up in the room first. "I'm afraid if we do that we won't want to go back out again to eat," I said, but then decided to do so anyways. The room was on the fourth floor and we took the stairs. "Here," J gave me a key. "I got two in case I lose one." After entering the room and the door shutting behind us, J immediately grabbed me, embraced me, and put is tongue in my mouth, his lips against mine. His hands felt me up up and down, pinching my ass cheeks, groping my cock. I did the same to him, and our lips moved off each other and on to each other's necks, ears, and shoulders. I was relishing the feel of his old man whiskers and fuzz on his rough face, his mature, strong hands all over me. We were both getting real hot and I could feel both of our hard cocks touching each other through our pants. "This is what I was afraid of," I whispered in his ears, in between kissing and nibbling on them. He quickly let go and stepped back. "No, we'll go eat." We straighten ourselves out, wiping the excess saliva off our mouths and making sure our pants were still buttoned and zipped, then walked over to that burger joint next door. After getting a table out on the patio, to enjoy the very comfortable 70-something degree and clear evening air, we talked a little. Again, we tried to stay away from sex and homosexuality. We discussed our families, were we lived, what we did for a living, the weather...we tried all the "small talk," anything we can to avoid talking about our attraction for each other and about the sexual fun that would soon begin after we were done eating. "Am I acting straight enough for you?" J asked, because I explained that we need to act as straight as possible in public. Once in while he would lean over and whisper in my ear when something sexual would cum up. By now I think this is getting boring....so let me jump ahead, after saying we did have a nice dinner of burger, fries, and a milkshake. It was nice, being on a "date." I was blown away that this older man would spend so much on little ol' me, I mean, I'm nothing or no one special, yet here he, a 72-year-old man with his own home, business, once married and now with grown , spent hundreds of dollars on gas, on the hotel room, and now on dinner, all just to be with me. It was all part of the experience and really made the whole weekend special. Back in the room, I know, finally! J knows I like it when we undress each other, it is so erotic and arousing when you slowly remove your lover's clothing, revealing little-by-little their naked body, like unwrapping a birthday gift. So he laid down on the bed on his back, and I got on top of him. He removed my shirt, showing my shaved-smooth sissyboi chest, I removed his, finding his hairy, wrinkling chest. Then we worked on each other's pants, it was awkward at first, but finally I took my pants all the way off. Left on me were black loose-fitting speedo briefs, what were like panties. "I wore the ones you wanted," I said to J, because before we met up I asked him what undies he wanted me to wear. Straddling his lap, I dropped down and embraced him, his hairy, wrinkling chest against my smooth boyish one, just as I always dreamed, and we kissed, our tongues filling each other's mouth. Our lips locked and we again groped and felt each other up. My mouth moved from his to his cheeks, neck, ears, and shoulder. He, too, was nibbling on my ears. I then moved down to his chest, feeling up the hair with my hand and then my mouth, eventually grabbing his nipples and sucking.  I continued downward, tasting his hairy chest, hairy stomach, belly button, and pubic area to where I had to take his underwear off and finally, then, was able to grab his cock with my mouth and start sucking and stroking it. As I am sucking, slurp! Slurp! I am slowly stroking it with my hand, and fingering his prostate. I could tell J was enjoying it. He sat up then pushed me down on to my back and got on top of me. Still kissing, tasting each other, nibbling on each other. I was looking up at J, almost swallowed and buried by his body, as a woman would to a man. His tongue tickled my ear, making me laugh, in fact he sucked on my neck and chest, both very sensitive, erotic and ticklish areas, the enjoyment was almost too unbearable! "Oh, you like it when a guy puts his tongue in your ear?" J observed, I was feeling so much ecstacy I could barely answer, but yes, I was finally able to say. Like what I did to him, J went down on me, nibbling on and sucking my nipples, "I like your hairy nipples," he said. As he was strarddling me, msisionary-style like on a woman, I tried to maneuver my ass to where his cock could get behind my balls and enter my butthole. He knew what I was doing, and so put my legs up, them resting on his shoulders, my ass exposed, lifted up into the air, and he attempted to push his dick into my hole, while looking down on me and smiling. My cock, meanwhile, was hard as a rock and so big it could have slapped him in the face as he was fucking me!   After a few attempts, J gave up, but still explored my body with his mouth, eventually swallowing my cock. He sucked on it, stroked it, massaged my balls, fingered my prostate... "I want to see you cum." He played with my genitals, even running his hand up and down my pubic area, "nice fuzz," he said, noting how I<b> shave </font></b>my pubic area. "You can feel it when you run your hands up, but not down." It took a long time for me to cum, but J didn't mind, enjoying how tall my cock was, the thickness, admiring it as one would admire a piece of art. He swallowed it again with his mouth, and I can't explain the ecstasy, his saliva all over my dick, him stroking it with his mouth, sucking, I could literally hear the slurping! My cock got engorged with cum and blood, and my body pushed up, making it even bigger, as it throbbed wanting to give way. "Now!" I said, giving J a warning, but his mouth stayed all around my cock as it blew like Mt. St. Helens, thrusting semen all over the inside of his throat, and he swallowed it! I could hear him!...Gulp! Gulp! Some cum made it on to my pubic area, and J even licked that up and swallowed it. He cleaned up EVERYTHING.  Lying again on his back, with a satisfied smile, I got back on top of J. "Can I ride your cock?" I sat on his dick and lap, like a girl would do cowgirl-style, my huge cock just inches from his face, and he stroked it joyfully, as I was maneuvering my ass on his genitals, trying to get his dick into my hole. "I don't think that will work," he lamented, as his dick was flaccid. "Maybe if I turn around," I said, then got up off J's cock and lap. I turned around and sat on his dick with my back to his face, this way his cock can get into my hole easier. But it was still flaccid, though I didn't care, I enjoyed even just feeling an older guy's dick against my ass and butthole, hard or not. I'm sure some pre-cum was leaking out and all over me, even if it didn't make it inside my body, just knowing J's semen, his sperm, his DNA was swimming on my skin, on the skin of my ass cheeks, turned me on. After giving up, I lied down next to him. J put his right arm around me and we cuddled up with each other. "I just realized something," he said, "you are now a part of me. You will be coming out my pours." This made me smile so huge, that is exactly what I wanted, and I wanted J to be satisfied, to enjoy me. My goal is always to make my lover satisfied. Yet I was a bit disappointed, because I wanted J to be a part of me, I wanted his sperm, his DNA in my anal cavity, getting absorbed into my mucus membranes and then into my bloodstream. Thankfully, we are both all-STD free, so that is why I could do all this. But as I said earlier, I'm sure some of his pre-cum made it into my crack a little, and maybe even into my mouth and down into my stomach. Though it was early, J did a long drive and I had a hard day, so we decided just to go to sleep early. I washed my hands first, and as I was scrubbing them at the sink, J came up behind me and felt up my ass. Before he got back into bed, J went to smoke a cigarette outside. By this time I was laying again under the covers, but half my naked body was exposed as he went for the door. "Oops," J said, covering me up, "We don't want anyone else to see that. That's just for me." Afterwards, we cuddled and spooned all night, "i want to suck on these," J said, sucking my nipples again as we cuddled. And throughout the night, J would grope my ass and my cock. Throughout the night, as I laid away from him, I could feel him kissing my back, the back of my neck, stroking my hair, and again, grabbing my ass cheeks and dick. "I may molest you in your sleep," he had warned me earlier. "That's fine with me." I actually enjoy that, and a guy did that to me once already. Meanwhile I kept slipping my ass closer to his cock, hoping it would penetrate me in my sleep. We woke up at 5 am because I had to do something at 9 so had to get home real early. J asked if he should suck my cock one more time, instead I rolled onto my stomach, my bare ass exposed. "Maybe you can try to fuck me again," I suggested. "I don't think it will work," he sadly commented, so instead we jumped into a shower together, yet another one of my fantasies and something I did twice before. The shower, a cascade of warm water, felt so relaxing, and we soaped each other up. Head to toe, not forgetting our genitals. He soaped up my pubic area, my dick and balls, my ass cheeks and crack, I did the same to him. I wanted to drop to my knees and suck his cock one more time, but before I could, he did it to me. He didn't swallow this time, though, he stopped and just started stroking me. "I just want to see this cum one more time," he explained. And eventually i did, all over his stomach. The shower washed it away and cleaned it off. J stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, I turned the water off then did the same thing. We walked around the room together naked and freshly washed looking for our clothes that were all strewn about. The hotel had a free breakfast starting at 6:30 am and so J was just going to check out when we went to it, then drop me off at home on his way back to Arizona, so we had to make sure we had all our stuff. We got to the room where the breakfast would be held a few minutes early and ended up chatting with another older man who had no clue why we were there and was talking about how he used to chase girls. Here J and I were trying to act a straight as possible, as if we were friends or father and , as he chatted with this guy about women, yet we just got out of an erotic shower together! What a scene! The breakfast opened, and we were able to get waffles, cereal, eggs, orange juice, apple juice, coffee, pastries.....all free and all you can eat! It was a communal lunch room-type place, and so we were eating around other people, most just regular tourists here with their and families, or workers staying at the hotel for business. And then there were J and I who was there for a clandestine homosexual sex hook up! Yet again, we had to find something else to talk about in public. J dropped me off in front of my house, and after making sure no one was around, we gave each other one final, tongue-filled kiss. And back off to Arizona he went, while I went inside and went back to sleep. But like before he would text me at every rest stop and when he got home, and we still chat to this day, hoping to have another special, erotic weekend and date soon. I am a male slut and , I like being with many different guys and being passed around like meat and J knows that, and this happened last weekend, so what will happen next weekend? Who's next?  If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog. Just Google search for "Adventures of a Bi Male Slut, " or for the terms "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. Thanks! Love you all! Kisses! {=}  - {=} Chrissy   |
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