submitted September 14, 2017
I met J through an internet gay site. We had been emailing back and forth there for a few weeks. Finally, circumstances arose on an afternoon last week whereby we could meet in person. The coffee shop was crowded so we went to sit in his truck.
The conversation turned to sex pretty fast owing to each of us being horny and deprived of sex in our lack-of-sex marriages.
Our horny talk soon had boners rising in each of our pants. We sat in the front seat and groped each other for a few minutes. We had to stop when we got too close to cumming though as neither of us wanted to go home with wet pants.
Then, yahoo. He emailed me Tuesday morning to say that his wife was out of town visiting her sister. He had the house to himself and would I like to come over at 2:00PM?
“Hell, yeah,” I messaged back.
“I’m a bit of a cleanliness freak, I will shower before you get here. Will you shower before you leave?”
“Hell, yeah,” I answered.
I drove to his house and parked across the street and down a couple of houses from his house. I knocked and he opened the door. I went in and he closed and locked the door.
“Follow me, ” he said.
I took off my shoes and followed him. We went downstairs to a bedroom there.
A bed sat along the far wall. To the right was a door to a bathroom.
He stopped beside the bed. I got out of my clothes and he did likewise.
Now naked, I walked up to him and placed his face in my hands. I leaned into him and kissed him. He was a bit startled but soon he was kissing me back. Our lips and tongues romanced each other for several minutes. Our tongues played tag inside our mouths. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and then he returned the favour. He tasted delicious.
While we were kissing our hands were fondling and caressing each other’s cocks and balls. He was unshaven and his pubes were soft as velvet.
Breaking off kissing, I looked down and rolled his foreskin back and forth over his glans. His knob was wet and glistening with his natural oils and secretions. I stretched his loose foreskin out from his cock and saw that it was long and over-hanging.
His cock was just too tempting to resist. I dropped onto my knees, opened my mouth and immediately wrapped my lips around it. I sucked in and out and my tongue did whirlies on his foreskin between his hood and knob.
He was moaning and breathing heavily as I sucked his cock with wild abandon. He tasted marvellous. I popped his cock out of my mouth for a minute and licked the tip around and around. Then I pulled his foreskin forward and sucked on it stretching it out more than an inch with my lips.
Retracting his foreskin again, I resumed sucking and licking. His hips were now moving in and out in time with my bobbing head. I gripped the base of his cock and my hand moving up and down caused his foreskin to roll back and forth over his glans.
Our timed movements became more frantic and his breathing was heavily laboured. With a mighty oomph he started to cum. His spurts hit the back of my throat with a wet warm creamy blast. I swallowed and swallowed savouring the sweet pudding taste and texture. He had a good sized load but I took it all and never spilled a drop. I continued to suck his cock, relishing its warmth and taste. Gradually his cock diminished and I licked the tip clear of his nectar.
“Wow, that was fantastic,” he uttered.
“It was good for me too,”
“Now, it’s your turn,” he said.
He turned me around and had me lay down on the bed. I moved up to the pillows at the head of the bed and he got on his knees between my legs. He started by licking each of my balls and then fondling them in their sack. He had hold of the tip of my cock as he licked the underside of my cock and then the topside received the same treatment. My cock was throbbing with lust and desire. He retracted my foreskin and licked and kissed all around my glans. Pulling my foreskin forward, he took one side between each hand’s thumb and finger and stretched it open. His tongue found its way into the opening. He licked the inside of my hood and my cock’s tip. It felt bloody wonderful. His tongue felt soft and hot and velvety on my cock.
He sucked my cock deep into his mouth. I felt my cock tip reach the back of his tongue and into his throat. He swallowed and I could feel his tongue and throat muscles massaging my cock. Up and down he went, sucking lavishly.
I wanted his sucking to continue longer but I could feel my joy juice rising in my privates. My hips were rising and falling of their own accord. My breath gasped as cum gushed out of my cock, into his mouth and down his throat. I must have had a big load as some cum dribbled from his lips.
He ministered to my cock until it wilted like a wet noodle.
I reached for his arms and pulled him up to lay alongside me on the bed. Taking his face into my hands, I started kissing him again. Cum taste was on each of our tongues as we swapped the remnants of our bodily fluids.
I greedily kissed his eyelids, his lips, his face and back to his mouth. Then we just held each other.
It had been so long since I’d had any wifely passion or desire, this joyful pleasure that we had had got to me suddenly and I started to weep.
My sobs caught him by surprise and he broke our embrace. Through my tears and sobbing, I explained the situation to him. Coming from a sex deprived relationship to what we’d just experienced was just so overwhelming and pleasurable that I could not control myself.
He understood then and embraced me again. He tenderly and sweetly kissed my lips and mouth.
“This experience has been joyously pleasurable for me too. We are much alike my friend!”
I crawled down his body, took his limp cock back into my mouth and sucked him noisily. To no avail however. He remained soft.
He returned the favour but alas, I too remained soft.
We both wanted an encore, but, given our respective ages, second boners today were sadly not in the cards.
“I hope we can do this again?”
“For sure. I need to get the wife to go on more road trips!’