1. MY OLDER MAN by Jonjmaxx


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Mature, Author: papadomi, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Brad and what it would be like to be with him, which seemed somehow obtainable. Our conversation via message was nice, easy, not perverted or anything like that. We hadn't even talked sex. Here was a normal secure guy who didn't seem in any rush to convince me of anything. He seemed real, human and, I don't know, just normal. That he was married and had kıds really turned me on for some reason. It meant he was a true man who had obviously had a lot of sex and he liked to fuck. I bet he had a really awesome masculine technique, an average American masculine man. If I ever met him, I wondered how he would fuck me. I kept thinking of him as I pumped my cock and blew a huge load. Exhausted and excited, I went to bed thinking of him. Over the next several days I received more messages from Brad, or whatever his name would turn out to be. I never felt he was pushy. He was sexually curious, but nothing overtly creepy. Mostly, I felt he took an interest in me, that he was actually sort of listening. After quite a few exchanges he again asked if I was interested in meeting him when he came to town. He said he was busy during days, but that it would &#034cool to have a drink at a bar down the street&#034 after a business dinner he had Thursday. He said, &#034Let's check each other out in a safe public kind a way and we can go from there. Let's keep it loose.&#034 I could relate to that because that's exactly what I wanted. I wanted safety and protection from something that could be ...
    potentially dangerous, let's admit it. Meeting up with random guys in a hotel room or something like that was a set up for just about anything. NSAs like that could result in the guy having a gun or a large scary friend with him. Or he could turn out to be nothing like his profile and picture, like maybe a fat 85-year-old. Scary. But meeting him casually in a nonthreatening environment? I was game. So, on Thursday, I met him at the Monkey Bar, a hopping bar on east 54th. I would be dishonest if I didn't admit to being nervous. I mean really nervous, even though I was meeting him in a safe way. I was a little late because I didn't know what to expect but wanted to be ready for whatever happened. I didn't get the impression he was a let's-fuck-now kind of guy, but on the chance that it could go that way I wanted to be perfect for him. Better to be prepared, right? So I took a long shower and really scrubbed well. I shaved my cock and ass extra smooth, and I gave myself two lightly soapy enemas to make myself especially clean. I got dressed and undressed twice and still wasn't sure I was dressed right. I wanted to be sharp but still casual. All this made me a bit late. I got to the bar at 10:15. I saw him immediately when I walked in. He was in a booth toward the back. He waved and I made my way to him. As I walked toward him I saw right away that he was much better looking than his photos. It was gratifying that he hadn't lied about himself in his profile. He was just as tall as ...
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