Charles Invites to Visit

Charles and I developed a blossoming online relationship following the discovery of our mutual desire to serve as 'bottoms' taking cocks. So much so, that we agreed to meet up. That was fast approaching with me booking my rail ticket to visit him in the Lake District. However, out of the blue, a turn of events raised doubts in my mind whether to go ahead as planned.

One day, Charles e-mailed me that he had been out the night before and fucked some old bloke he'd met in his local; he'd previously seen him at a gay party apparently. "It was a great feeling being dominant and sticking my cock in his arse." He said.

I put it down to a one-off and thought nothing of it but over the next few weeks Charles went silent on me and it was nearly time to travel up.

After contacting him, he said that he'd fucked the same bloke a couple more times and also had three younger men. "I'd tried being a top before but settled into the part of a bottom over the years. Being dominant is appealing now that I've matured." He said.

"Oh, so you're quite active now but also become quite a stud, fucking guys instead of receiving. I'm impressed, well done." I complimented.

"Yes, it's great. I'll tell you more next week, you're still coming aren't you?" He asked.

"Yes, if it's alright." I replied.

"Of course it is. I'll see you on Friday as arranged." He said.

Apprehensively, I boarded the train unsure that this was going to be the visit I'd anticipated then took a cab to Charles' apartment once I arrived at the other end.

He greeted me warmly and hugged me, making me welcome when I entered. He also squeezed my bum, pinching a bit.

We had a cup of tea and then he showed me into the bedroom. "You don't mind sleeping in my bed with me do you? It's that or the couch since I converted the second bedroom," He added.

"No I'm easy, wherever you want me is good." I replied, careless about my choice of words.

He chuckled and as we chatted, he said we could go for cod and chips with wine in a nearby pub.

"That sounds great, can't beat a fish dinner on a Friday night." I replied

I unpacked and placed my clothes where he'd indicated in a drawer and a space he'd vacated for me in one if the wardrobes.

He took his clothes off and went to have a shower. I must admit to staring as he removed his boxers and I got a look at his big cock dangling.

"Won't be long and then you can have one if you like." He offered.

I didn't want to cause offence or risk putting any hygiene issues in his mind and said. Yes, after that journey, I will."

I had my shower and returned to the bedroom where I was surprised to see Charles had remained.

When I took the towel away to dress, he sniggered a bit. "Yes, I am on the small side." I said.

"You can say that again Chrissy, it's barely over a couple of inches." He pointed out.

I felt embarrassed and a little concerned at him calling me Chrissy, which feminised my name but quickly dressed and we left for the pub shortly after.

"This is a really nice old country pub." I remarked, making small talk.

"Yes. It is quaint and traditional isn't it? And the clientele isn't judgemental either." He added.

We shared a bottle of Chablis with the meal and he ordered another as we emptied it. We were still eating.

"He's a bit older than your last beau isn't he Charles." The waitress pointed, out when bringing the second bottle over.

"Yes. Chrissy's staying with me, came up on the train just earlier today Suzy." He replied.

I smiled politely again a little perturbed at his reference to me as Chrissy as she uncorked the bottle seeing her sly smile as she turned the screw and popped it open. She poured topped us up and left.

We'd just finished eating when a 30 something male entered the pub as we were sipping the last if the wine. "Alright Jack?" Charles nodded catching his gaze.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't."

Jack said suggestively and gave me a knowing look.

It was a short walk back and we got back just after 10.

I yawned and he responded with. "Am I boring you?"

"Not in the slightest, it's a combination of the drink and long day traveling." I replied.

"Let's resume in bed then." He suggested.

It turned out that he slept in the nude, I noted whilst I didn't to bring pyjamas but kept on my T-shirt.

Sitting up and continuing the conversation, it was more strained than online. "So you evidently would never be able to be a top with your tiny cock, it's just as well." He said suddenly. "At least I have the choice." He added boastfully.

"No, that's true, I have been bigger when younger but it doesn't matter as you say." I responded. "The common ground that started our liaison has changed." I said.

"I guess so but no matter, we have the weekend anyway now that you're here." He replied.

"Yes. I have an 'open' flexible ticket so can return sooner or later, if I exceed your welcome." I said, not really intending to cut the trip short but offering the option.

He snuggled down under the covers, and turning slightly away from Charles I followed suit as he switched the bedside lights off.

Although the bed was a double, he stayed close and as I turned fully away still felt his body next to mine. I think we'd talked through my sleepiness and I couldn't drop off nap Shifting behind me, I felt Charles closer and was pretty sure his cock had touched me, when he draped an arm over mine and sighed.

Was that intentional, I asked myself Andrew to did I want to react, I thought. Then his arm slipped down to my middle and this time his cock was definitely touching me.

I shifted slightly as I was too close to the edge and inadvertently met his body more, actually leaning my arse into him as his arm tightened his cock was now pressing hard against me. Was he awake and aware of our position? Only one way to find out, I reached back and put his cock to my entrance and pushed back, I wanted him to fuck me and he took the hint.

He moved his arm down and cupped my hip and whispered... "You want me to fuck you Chrissy don't you?"

"Yes. Fuck me please Charles, I want to feel you inside me. I knew I wanted you to screw me before I left London, after your revelation and seeing your cock earlier intensified my excitement." I replied.

I felt his cock being eased into me. "You're already wet so will require less effort, this is going to be easy. "He said.

Arching back into him, I pulled my cheeks apart and we pushed against each other. I felt the cock head slip in and invade my sphincter, and then a firm push filled my hole with his hard manhood.

"Aah, there she blows." Charles said victorious as I audibly whined and exhaled my pleasure. I met each thrust as he slowly picked up pace and got into a rhythm then surrendered myself to him as he increased the speed and intensity.

In and out he continued, breathing ever faster into the back if my neck.

"Yes, do me, fuck me hard. Breed me with your seed. I want to feel you spurt and flow cum deep inside me." I encouraged.

As he continued, he manipulated me round and lifted me so we were facing each other. Grabbing both if my hips, he tightened his grip and began to pound my hole with his virile rod. Harder and harder, faster and faster he went. Both of us were breathing hard now. "Yes, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard Charles." I repeated until I felt him intensify his thrusts ever more and saw his face grimace before ejaculating into me. I felt each squirt before he fell forward into me. He stopped briefly before resuming and shouting "Yes, yes, yes."

He stopped again, pulled out and got up to the side of the bed aiming his cock at me, I reached my head forward realising his intention and started to suck him dry, swallowing any remaining flow.

He lay on the bed again, still semi-erect and impressive. "Sit on my cock and ride me." He ordered after a few minutes.

I carefully positioned myself and did as he asked, feeling his hard cock again, I rode him cowboy style and reverse cowboy until he took command and bent me doggy style, fucking me for a second time. He slapped my arse cheeks.

After ejaculating fully again into me, I sucked him dry. "That was great." He said.

"I enjoyed it too, thank you." I said. "I don't need to cut my visit short after all."

"Stay longer if you like." He said.

"I may just do that." I said

The next day, we awoke and had a light breakfast with coffee and had a leisurely morning before going to the pub for a ploughman's lunch.

The same waitress served us and asked if we had fun enjoying each other last night.

"He was an easy lay and another notch on my bedpost." Charles said proudly.

"Yes, he fucked me real good." I confirmed. "You'll probably have my company for a few more days." I added.