This is a continuation of the first three chapters of a true story that I had experienced. The relationship I had changed my life and was responsible for the wonderful life I have today. I hope you enjoy it as I have in allowing others to read it...
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I was lying there in total ecstasy against the foyer wall. I had just reached an orgasm with my friend's dad, Patrick. Sitting next to me, he had his arm around me, staring into my eyes. I was totally exhausted from what had just occurred but couldn't help but wonder what he meant by more? My cock laid flaccid nestled between my testicles sprawled out on the oak wood floor. I hadn't had an orgasm with anyone before. This was the first time I experienced it with another man.
I felt guilty I hadn't reciprocated, but he didn't let me. We had arrived at his house and without notice he had taken me when we entered. Up to then I had feared he was going to end our affair, but I was wrong. It all seemed like a dream, my friend's dad and I having a sexual encounter. We had been together 3 times now. I laid there thinking about the day I met him, only 4 days ago, and now this. I was in love with this man and didn't know how to tell him. I was afraid that he would find out who I was and what that would mean to our relationship. I was sure he would be angry with me and cut it off immediately. I knew these secrets would have to be told soon, but for now I only wanted to please him.
I pushed my shoes off and removed my socks. I slid my trousers and underwear off from my ankles and tossed them to the side. I realized I still had my blazer and polo shirt on. I removed them both while I looked into Patrick's eyes. They were a beautiful green, like emeralds. I moved closer to him and kissed him, he didn't resist. He sat there on the floor and watched as I undressed before him. I removed every article of clothing I had on till I was naked, standing in front of him.
"I want to please you." I said.
"That's fine John, I'm okay." He replied.
"No, you've given me so much pleasure, I want to reciprocate." I said.
"Let me just look at you." He said as his eyes gazed up and down my body.
I didn't feel any embarrassment standing there naked. I only felt pleasure. The green of his eyes followed me as I reached down and grabbed hold of his hands. I only had one thing on my mind and that was to give myself to him and please him any way he wanted. I slowly pulled him up until he was standing. My cock was still wet and dripping with cum from ejaculating into Patrick's mouth moments earlier. It was soft now but still pulsing as it hung down between my legs. I leaned in and gently kissed him on his lips. I felt his stubble on my cheeks again, it was nice. As I kissed him I removed his sport coat and placed it on the floor. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt kissing each and every opening it made on his chest down to his naval.
"You have a beautiful body, I want to see more." I said.
"You're kind, I'm an old man. I can be your father." He replied.
I paused and thought about Mark but only said, "Yes, I know."
He didn't say a word. Next I removed his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, all the while kissing him softly as I gazed in to his eyes. I felt mesmerized by him. I lowered the zipper on his jeans and peeled them from his body exposing his boxer shorts. I took his socks off next and tossed them with the rest of the clothes. He stood there in an opened shirt and underwear. I just stared at him and thought about Mark for a moment, but seeing his dad undressed before me made me forget. I leaned in and caressed his body exploring his chest first and then his arms and shoulders. My hands wandered all over him. I noticed there wasn't a glimpse of hair on his legs as I rubbed his inner thighs.
He was a thin man but muscular too, extremely fit. That turned me on about him. His chest had a few strands of hair near his breast bone and around his nipples. They were white. I noticed a small scar on his lower right rib cage and a dark blue tattoo of a cross on his left bicep, somewhat fading. I kissed them both then his mouth, tonguing his oral cavity. My arms extended down and again slid over his legs and found his shorts. I felt he was getting excited and liked it. His cock excited me. I had always been attracted to an older man's genitals, but Patrick's was perfect. It was what I would dream about. A big long cut cock with large loose floppy balls flanking it.
I whispered, "You feel so good. I want you."
He stood silent as I continued to get aroused by him. I could feel the girth of his penis beginning to swell. I slowly reached in to the opening of his shorts and touched it. I removed his shirt, slowly kissing the nipples on his chest. Patrick moaned. I leaned in and locked my lips on his again, kissing him passionately as I massaged his balls. He was breathing heavy now. I wanted to please him. As I groped him I could only think how sexy this old man was. He drove me wild, I wanted to love him and rape him all at the same time. His cock was beginning to harden now. His testicles were draped over my hand stuffed through his shorts. I couldn't hold back my desires any longer.
I knelt down in front of him and reached up and took hold of his boxer shorts. I kissed him just below his naval and started pulling his shorts down, lusting every inch of flesh I exposed. As his penis fell out with the last pull, I kissed his inner thighs and ran my tongue up under on to his balls. I lifted them up with my hand and licked underneath them. He lifted his leg up slightly allowing me better access. I tongued the area following the fold up to his ass hole. My hands parted his cheeks while my tongue licked up and down his crack finally ending with his opening. I felt the urge to suck it and did. I had never done this before but felt as if I knew exactly what to do.
I asked him, "Do you like that?"
He said, "Yes."
