I had just spent a most enjoyable half hour or so sucking and licking Mike's genitals and his ass hole. I swallowed what was left in my mouth of Mikes cum before I spoke. "I wonder who enjoyed that more, you or me?"
"I know I liked it. A lot!" the slender nineteen year-old said.
"Anytime you want me to do it Mike...."
"Now I owe you a blowjob." Mike said.
"It's not necessary. I loved doing it for you."
"Mark feels like owes you a blowjob, too," Mike said
It was a real pleasure for me to give blowjobs to these two nineteen-year-old. They smelled good and they tasted good. And they enjoyed my blowjobs as much as I enjoyed giving them.
And now they were blowing each other.
Anal sex hadn't even been mentioned yet. My finger went into Mike's back door with surprising ease when I was sucking his cock and balls. And I knew from his moaning that he enjoyed that. Actually, he began having his orgasm without having his cock in my mouth. I was finger fucking his ass when his beautiful cock started squirting. My mouth was nowhere near his cock.
Also, they were respectful to me. I am sixty-eight and they are both nineteen and they didn't seem repelled by having their dicks sucked by an old man. After they finished removing the windfall in my yard, they would be gone, probably forever.
I would let them blow me if they felt the "owed" me. Would they take to ass-fucking as they had to cock-sucking?
Mike sat close to me and said with a cute smile, "Mr. Jim, you know what?"
"What?"
"I never even seen your cock yet."
"You can see it whenever you like. Just take it out of my pants," I could feel my cock begin to harden.
Tentatively at first, Mike fumbled with the front of my pants until he found the tab for the zipper and pulled it down. I wondered what he had in mind.
He reached into my open fly and brought out my now fully hard cock. He mouthed the word, "Wow."
My cock was 9 inches and uncut and this nineteen-year-old kid held it in both his warm hands. There was no doubt in my mind that my cock was going to be shooting its goo in the next few minutes.
He looked at me with eager-to-please eyes. I noticed for the first time how long his eyelashes were. "I can pay you back for that blowjob now, if you want, Mr. Jim."
His hands felt so good in his long, slender fingers; I would have been happy with a hand job--which is what he was doing now without realizing it. He took one hand away and rested it on my thigh while enjoying the way my cock felt in his hand. My motor was really running now. While I hadn't reached the point of no return, I was getting there quickly. A large drop of clear fluid emerged from the eye of my cock. Mike leaned over and licked it off.
"Okay," I said. "If you're going to blow me, do it right and get on your knees between my legs."
"Yessir," he said and got right down on his knees between my legs.
I watched Mike put my old man's hard cock into his mouth. He could only take three or four inches but that was enough. His mouth was extremely wet and smooth. I knew he would be between my legs for maybe ten minutes before I flooded his mouth.
Then he stopped sucking me and asked, "can you take your pants off, Mr. Jim?" I'd like to try sucking your balls."
He didn't have to ask twice. I stood up and shucked down my pants and underwear in one quick movement. Then I kicked the clothes aside and sat down with my feet on the edge of the couch cushion. This gave him easier access to my nuts and my asshole if he wanted to lick it.
Once I was in position, young Mike put his face in my crotch and I felt his tongue on my scrotum. He licked all around my ball sack and I felt his tongue touch my ass hole. I adjusted my position to make it easier for him to lick my ass.
Mike did a good job sucking and licking my balls and did even better tonguing my hole. Pre-cum was leaking out of the tip of my cock. A shiny stream of it ran down the length of my shaft and disappeared into my pubic bush. I remembered how easily my spit-wet finger slid into his ass and I wondered if my cock would enter him as easily. Of course I would use lube.
As good a job as he was doing in my crotch, I considered asking him if he would like to get his ass fucked. He had a perfect bubble-butt, white and without a blemish. When I was eating his ass earlier, I wanted to plant wet kisses on every inch of his behind. While I turned this over in my mind, I felt one of Mike's long, slender fingers pushing into my hole. It didn't hurt but it was slightly uncomfortable.
Use a little more spit on your finger, Mike.
He gave me a shy, "I'm sorry," look, and quickly wet his finger with his mouth and gave an extra wet lick to my asshole. His finger didn't go into me as easily as my finger had gone into him, but it wasn't uncomfortable and after a few moments it began to feel pretty good. He kept finger-fucking me as he took my cock back into his mouth.
He sucked my cock in steady slow strokes. In a short while I felt my orgasm building. His eyes with the long lashes were closed and face looked so innocent--even angelic--as his lips slipped up and down, up and down, on my old man's nine inch cock. Mikes warm and wet mouth finally did the trick and an enormous wave of orgasm swept over me.
