Those of you who are familiar with my stories, all true, know that I am a bisexual white male, just turned fifty, living in west central Texas. I'm primarily an oral bottom, and love to suck cock. As I write this, I still have traces of his sperm on my face from an awesome encounter I just had, and wanted to get it down in print before forgetting any details.
I had today off, and was cruising the Adam4Adam website looking for playmates. I was in the mood to suck some serious cock today, and was hoping to find one of my friends or perhaps even a new playmate. Just as I had given up hope of finding anyone, a chat window popped up from a new guy that I had not seen before.
The question was simple and to the point -- "Hey, what's up, want to suck me?" it read. I checked the profile, learning that it was from a 22 year-old college kid with a pic of a very nice bubble butt. No cock shot, disappointing, but you can't have everything. I've been burned by the younger crowd before, from going to "their place" and finding nobody home to having them set a time and no-show, so I usually avoid the twenty-something crowd. They're not usually interested in older guys anyway, especially those of us who don't have rock-hard abs and chiseled bodies. I was interested, but highly skeptical.
"Sure, if you're serious, but I've got to warn you -- I haven't had good luck with younger guys, are you sure you're interested in a bj from an older guy?" I typed, wondering what his response would be.
I didn't have to wait long. "Yeah, I'm horny and want a bj. Where are you?" came the reply, and I answered him with the part of town I was in. This point is usually where they tell you that they don't have a car, can't get out of their apartment, want a face pic, etc., so I continued to wait and see.
He responded with a query as to whether I had a lot of tattoos and was bald. I replied no, lots of hair and no tats, guess he'd had an experience with an older guy he didn't like and wanted to be sure I wasn't him. He asked for the specific address so he could Google it, and I gave it to him. A few minutes later, he said he was on his way.
I was eager to see him, curious about his desires, and horny to see his cock. About ten minutes later, I heard a car pull up outside and went to the peephole in the door to check him out. He looked to be about six feet tall and thin, nice looking young man, so I let him in when he knocked. We exchanged greetings, and he looked at the dark living room, lit only by a table lamp.
"Um, you wanna do it here in the living room?" he asked nervously. I nodded, and offered him a seat on the couch. "Should I just take my jeans down right here?" Nodding again to him, I watched as he unzipped and dropped his jeans to the floor, still keeping his boxers on, rubbing the ample bulge in the center. When I began to go to my knees, he stopped me and began to kiss me!