1. MY OLDER MAN by Jonjmaxx


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

    &#034Does that turn you on?&#034 I felt my cock growing in my pants. &#034Definitely.&#034 He leaned over closer to me and said, &#034I like being with younger guys like you. I'm not a p*******e or anything like that. When I do this, I only meet guys who are over 21. Young hot guys like you taste good. They taste good everywhere, their lips, their cock, their skin, their hole. If we see each other in private I will make you hornier than you've ever been before. But we both need to go into this with eyes open, if you know what I mean. Right?&#034 I felt warm all over. Maybe it was the martini. Or maybe it was his directness. &#034Right,&#034 I said, trying to sound nonchalant. He said, &#034I have a very hard time finding handsome young men like you who are open to older guys, and I'm very picky. Very choosy. You must have a lot of boyfriends.&#034 &#034I don't,&#034 I said. &#034No way,&#034 he said. &#034You are so good looking.&#034 &#034Thanks,&#034 I said. I felt his foot touch my leg. &#034Is this OK,&#034 he asked. &#034Does this make you nervous?&#034 His foot caressed my leg on the side of my calf, gently touching me, as if it was his hand. I closed my eyes for a moment and said, &#034It feels good.&#034 &#034Listen,&#034 he said, &#034if you're up for it, we can go back to my hotel room right now. It's just across the street. No pressure, Jon, really, but I would really like it.&#034 I heard myself say, &#034Me, too.&#034 He paid the bill and I followed him out of ...
    the bar and across the street, just as he said, to his very nice hotel. As we walked through the lobby I felt as if everyone was looking at us, as if they knew we were going to his room to have sex, that they judged us for our ages and thought very terrible things about us. I trailed behind him and started to feel really crummy. He must have sensed my worry, because he stopped and put his arm over my shoulder. &#034Don't worry,&#034 he said. &#034They just think you're my son.&#034 He was right. No one was paying us any mind. We walked down a quiet hallway to the bank of elevators. He pushed the up button. As we waited, he put his mouth to my ear and whispered, &#034Are you sure this is what you want? You can leave right now. I want you to stay, but it's important that you want it, too. You need to want it more than I do, even. Because beyond this point you'll be my boy and I'll take you places you've never imagined. Tell me that's what you want. Tell me you want this. I want to hear you say it out loud. Say it.&#034 His words were intoxicating. &#034Yes,&#034 I said. &#034I want this. I fucking want it.&#034 As he said, &#034Me, too,&#034 the elevator opened, we stepped inside, he pushed his floor's button, and the door skıd closed upon us, leaving us alone as the elevator started a slow crawl to heaven. That's when he pushed me gently against the elevator wall and leaned into me, pressing his body against mine and kissed me. He was aggressive, but not in a violent way. His ...
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