Date: Sat, 7 Nov 2015 14:24:45 -0500
From: BDC <angelsott555 (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: A Night to Remember

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A Night to Remember


It's 10pm on a cool November evening, and I am walking down the street with
my shorts and sweatshirt on when a guy passing by stops and says,
"Beautiful night isn't it, but I don't know if I would say it's warm enough
to be in shorts."  To which I reply, "I enjoy wearing shorts as long as I
can, It will be colder soon and well we will be covering up and complaining
that we can't wait til spring."  He comes back with, "True, but you have
one thing working for you, and that is that you're darn cute."  I blush and
say thanks.  The conversation carries on for a moment, and the next thing I
know we are in a cozy little corner beside a building, and well we are
groping each other as our lips lock and our tongues dance.

So let me give you a bit more of about our looks before continuing this
true story.

I am 45 about to be 46 in a couple weeks, and well am not the fittest at
this time. In fact, some would say I am a chub at 5'8" and 265lbs.  Have I
always been this way, no.  Yes I have had weight issues for most of my
life, however just a year ago I was what some may say, the best shape of my
life.  I weighed 165lbs give or take a couple pounds on any given day.  I
was running 3 half marathons a week just about, and that was just training
for the actual race day.  I had gotten certified as a Personal Trainer a
year prior and well enjoyed working with people to help them.

Before that I had lost 200lbs when I started eating the Raw Vegan way.  Did
that mean I didn't enjoy my sweets and other gourmet foods?  Not at all, I
found ways to make healthy versions of all my favourites from Lasagna to
Cheesecake to Spagnetti, and Cheesebreads and more.  And not one of them
was cooked or heated past 118 degrees F or included actual dairy, cheese,
flours, sugars, animals and such forth.  To some, it was a life eating plan
that they didn't understand, to others it was extreme and wasn't something
they could do.  To me, it was a way of life that made me feel good, gave me
lots of energy, kept the weigh in control and well reversed many health
conditions from diabetes, to gout, to arthritis, to cancer, to high blood
pressure, to high cholesterol and more.  Yes, I say reversed as I didn't go
on medications to deal with any of it, and well every single marker in the
blood tests and such disappeared including the cancer, and the doctors were
amazed.  Basically, I went from an Acidic Body to an Alkaline one!  Or from
fat to fit!

So you say, well if you did all this, how did you in a year get to where
you are today?  Well last fall when I did the official race half marathon,
I ran it with a gall bladder that had ruptured around the same time.  And
well little did I know as it felt just like a side stitch that would come
and go but nothing major enough to warrant a doctors / hospital visit.  But
over the next couple weeks I felt off, and well finally I started to feel
like I was fighting the flu or something, and well the night before making
the trip to the hospital I ended up having major cold shivers mixed it with
major hot flashes.  That was enough for me, to say, ok get up and get
checked out, NOW!  Thankfully I did as I was going septic and well had I
not got there when I did a couple hours later, well let's not go there.
Anyways they found some other stuff which was all interlinked and such
forth, and well that led to many months of medications to deal with things
from Pancreatitis, blood clots, something up with the liver, and such forth
before surgery finally to remove gall bladder.

So anyways, this led me to a place of non-exercise and bad eating.  And
well now have a clean bill of health, and well now my diet is 100% back in
check, and well getting more exercise in and well before we know it, I will
be back out running half marathons and more!  In fact, I have lost 20lbs
already, and well expect to be at my healthy weight by spring again if not
sooner, if I have my way.  But it's one step at a time, or one meal at a
time, or one day at a time.  It's truly just being present!  So if I can do
it, you can as well if that's a goal of yours!  And well if you want
someone to help coach you that's been there, well I am here!


Anyways lets get back to the story!  And yes, this is truly a true story!

So here I am, 46 next month, 5'8, 265lbs and losing, brown hair with lots
of grey highlights, Hazel Green eyes, goatee, and well average cock size.
Though it hides a little these days with the extra layer of fat in the
area, but fully hard it truly is about 5.5-6"cut, and yes people that is
roughly the average in the world!  I do have a little body hair, I have a
couple tattoos, pierced ear, and well used to have nipple piercings until
having to take them out for the 10 day hospital stay last fall and they
grew over.  But I'm ok with that.

So when I was approached by this attractive man who said I was cute, well I
definitely was pleased with the compliment, but could I truly say I felt
it, not really.  But who am I to judge someone's view. What I saw was very
attractive to me, and that's all that mattered in this moment!

He was about 5' 6-7" tall, weight roughly around 170lbs, had beautiful
soulful eyes which were blue, reddish brown hair, and a slight beard.  He
looked to be roughly in his late 30s, possibly early 40s.  I since learned
he was 42years old.  He did work out, and was working on getting into
better shape himself and well was very knowledgeable in the gym, so he
offered to help me out with my goals of getting back to the gym and such as
well.  It's always nice to have a buddy to keep you accountable and help
motivate / inspire you when you need it.  And well it didn't hurt that he
was darn handsome!  Though walking around with the hard on in the gym may
be a problem if we did the same routine together.

So here we were both out just walking around, and now kissing between
buildings.  He definitely got my circulation flowing and the body
temperature up!  He kissed so sensually, but passionately at the same time,
and well he had a way with using his hands to explore my body and let me
feel his appreciation in this moment.  I caressed him as well, and well we
often we just stop kissing, look deep into each other's eyes, not say a
word but just both feel joy for being here, now, with each other.  There
truly was something about this guy that made me trust him instantly, feel
safe and secure, and just truly present in every way.  The rest of the
world didn't exist for us, or at least for me.  I can't speak for him.

After what felt like a blink of an eye, but in reality was a good 15
minutes of kissing, caressing and groping, we thought we better find a
better location to relax and get to know each other better in.  So I made
the suggestion of perhaps going back to one our places, and well he
immediately came back and said, sure lets go back to my place, I am right
around the corner.  Well that peaked my curiosity as I also lived around
the corner which I let him know as well.  And well it turned out, that he
was just a few houses over from my building.

So we got to his place, and well he offered me a beverage, and well I
accepted a bottle of water as that was pretty much all I drank these days
with my recommitment to health and wellness.  He grabbed one for himself as
well saying that he wasn't really a drinker and didn't smoke or anything
else either.  But he did say, that he had one bad habit, and that was sex
with handsome men.  I said, I can understand though I am not sure I know
what sex is anymore other than with my hand.  He laughed and said, well by
the end of the night perhaps you will be once again reacquainted with the
concept of sex with men once again.  We both laughed and well he offered to
show me around his place.  First was a nice passionately freely flowing
kiss that lasted several minutes.

Then the tour began, it was a simple place but very nicely decorated.  A
basic one bedroom apartment in an older Victorian style renovated home.  He
stopped throughout the place and would pick up something and talk about the
history of the piece or where he got it, etc..  I think he was a bit
nervous and this was his way to help combat that.  Truth be told, I think
we both kind of felt like teenage school boys on their first dates.  While
it was natural and easy and we felt comfortable with each other, I think we
both felt the nerves a bit.  Kind of like you were about to lose your
virginity and well wasn't sure what to do, or how to feel or whatever.  I
am sure you get the idea.

Anyways we got the bedroom, and well all of a sudden it felt like we were
in a different place.  The rest of the place was immaculate, but the
bedroom, well, let's just say he clearly wasn't expecting company in there.
He suddenly felt embarrassed and said so.  I told him, don't worry about
it, we all have our days.  He said well he had been doing some decluttering
and laundry and such, and that's when he had to take a break and went for a
walk.  And well once he met me, he totally got sidetracked about the state
of his bedroom when he offered to bring me back here.  I could relate as I
had been doing some decluttering as well but I just did a bit at a time,
and tried to kept things looking decent at the same time.

Anyways I took him in my arms, looked into his eyes, put my hand on the
back of his neck and pulled him lovingly closer to me, until our lips
engaged once again.  This time, it was truly all out passion that took
over.  Our hands were all over each other, and well soon we were undressing
each other with an urgency.  Wearing just shorts and sweatshirt made it
easy for me to get naked, well besides shoes and socks that is.  And well
he had a bit more on, so I concentrated on getting him naked, while taking
my time to each layer being removed.

First it was his upper body that was exposed, and well I took the time to
caress his slight hair chest that led with a nice treasure trail downward,
and then I began to kiss and stop to enjoy his nipples as I worked my way
down to undo his belt and remove his jeans.  I suddenly found myself on my
knees, his crotch in front of me and well what do I do.  Well like any
respectable man would, I brought my fingers to his crotch to trace is erect
cock through his jeans I then brought my lips to trace over it, taking his
cock through his jeans into my mouth and gently sucking it, as I reached up
and undid his belt and jeans.  Removing my mouth hesitantly from his
crotch, I unzipped his jeans, and pulled them downward, looking up at his
face as I did so.  I stood up, brought my lips to his once again, my hands
embraced him and I took a moment to lay him down on the bed, with me
following him as well.  By this time he had his jeans part way off, so I
once again turned my attention to removing the rest of them from his body
so that he could truly be free.

I joined him back on the bed, and now we were side by side, embracing each
other, legs intertwined with each other, our arms wrapped around each
other's body, and tongues in each other's mouth.  And well before we knew
what was happening, he was on top of me, and was beginning to make love to
my body.  His passion turned gentler and well he truly was making to take
his time to enjoy every moment and every inch at the same time.

He soon found his lips in my crotch and well my cock was harder than it had
been in a while, not to mention it was dripping precum from all this
foreplay with each other.  He ignored my cock and instead turned his
attention to enjoying my ball sack, and inner thigh region, not to mention
spreading my legs further, so that he could get right in between them and
lick that sweet spot between the base of the balls and your man hole.

He had me truly in bliss and I let out a moan, letting him know that I was
truly enjoying his pleasuring me.  He found my asshole and well gently
licked and made love to it at the same time.  He truly had it pulsating
while I was squirming with pleasure.

He stopped as his tongue reached out, dug in deep, and well then in once
slow tantalizing move, he began to lick up from my hole, up the crack, up
and around the balls, and began to lick my cock shaft.  Which had been
alternating between spilling precum and throbbing up to now.  And well it
was truly happy to be feeling the kind, warm hearted caring compassionate
man's lips, tongue and the warm wet mouth as it found its path up to the
cock head.  He looked up at me, our eyes locking, and well he opened his
mouth wide, and well smiled at the same time as he swallowed my cock.  My
eyes closed with great pleasure as I let out a load moan, signalling to
him, that I am loving it.  He sucked me for a while, and then I just had to
taste him.

I needed him in me, but before he slide that cock into my ass.  I needed to
feel his throbbing love tool in my mouth.  I needed to show him my love for
all he was making me feel and for just being him.  I needed to be in
service for his pleasure responses now.

I brought him up to my lips, and passionately kissed him, and energetically
just connected with him all on levels with our souls. And well started to
truly make love to him, I don't know what came over me, but I truly felt as
if I love this man that I only met a short time again, and well I wanted
him to know it.  So I took my time to make sure he felt every ounce of
pleasure I could give him in the moment, in every location of his body.  I
started with kissing his neck, and sucking on his ear lobes, and then
worked my way down his chest.  Stopping to make sure to enjoy his erect
nipples, and as I took one into my mouth, gently but lovingly sucking and
biting it, my other hand was pleasuring his over one.

Taking turns I went from one, to the other, kissing my way around his chest
as I did, then I started to once again follow that wonderful hairy treasure
trail downward, this time I kept going the whole way, making sure that he
felt my warm moist air over his cock head and shaft as I worked my way down
the sides of his crotch and balls to the undercoating of his shaft and
balls.  To his ass crack, where I lifted his legs up, and dove in for dear
life, making love to his sweet tasting hole.  He must have showered before
heading out for his walk, as he definitely tasted clean, and well thank god
for that I say.  I could truly taste his man scent at the same time, as my
tongue worked its way in and out of his hole gently, passionately and
warmly.  I even played with his hole with my fingers some and well teased
him with my cock head by his hole.  I think he was hoping I would pop
through his ass cheeks right then, but I had other plans tonight.  I needed
to feel him in me!

After teasing him for a moment or two, I decided it was time to prime his
cock for it's manly duties of fucking my tight almost virgin hole.  Yes, I
had been fucked a few times, but it was a long time again and well it was
only a couple times in truth.  And well each time, I didn't feel that the
person truly understood how to prep a man before fucking them.  So each
time I felt unsatisfied and well just used to get them off.  They often
were rough and such forth.  Which is great if you are in that mood don't
get me wrong.  But I wanted more.

So it was time that I got what I had been looking for so many years for.
Tonight was the night.  My handsome stranger in the night was going to be
the one to finally satisfy that urged I just knew it.  So I got busy with
alternately my cocksucking ways to get him hard, ready and wet to slide
into my hole.  I wanted him to feel the great pleasure that he offered me
as he was working his magic.  So it was my turn to enjoy his perfectly
sized cock, and mushroom head.  It truly was the perfect blend of size,
shape and texture.  It feel just right in my mouth, and well I would often
take it deep and it was hit the back of my throat but not enjoy to make me
choke or gag or anything as such. It truly was just the right size for my
mouth.  I let him know so, and told him I needed him in me, I needed him to
make love to my tight hole.  That I was ready for him now.

He agreed and pulled me up to his lips, rolled me to my back, and well
worked his magic once again down to my ass, this time, he lifted my legs,
and well prepared my ass for entering with his fingers, lips, tongue and
well some good lube.  He put on a condom, and well looked into my eyes, as
he brought his lips up to mine, lined his cock head to my hole, and
together while our lips embraced each other, his cock began to slide into
me.  I moaned with pleasure as he did so.  He was so gentle and so kind,
and loving, he definitely knew how to make a man feel good.

He began to slide in and out of me, at various speeds, depths and such
forth.  When he was close to shooting, he would pull out, kiss me, and have
me get into a new position, and then would once again enter me.  He must
have done this 5 or 6 times, before he finally had me on my back again,
legs on his shoulders and well his hand wrapped around my cock, pumping as
he was pumping my ass, and well I was feeling his warm throbbing shaft in
me.  He was making me moan and well I swear if it was possible he was
getting bigger, and then well just as I was about to say something, he
kissed me, and said that he was about to shoot his load off and well just
as he did so, so did I!  In unison we both were shooting and well it felt
fantastic.

After he finished cumming, he pumped a few more times, and then slowed
down, and retrieved his throbbing cock and cum filled condom from my hole.
I felt sad that the completeness that I had felt only moments ago was gone,
and was replaced by this empty feeling.  But that only lasted for a moment
as he brought my lips to his once again, rolled me to my knees, and got
down between my legs, and started to eat my hole again, like he was trying
to retrieve his load, but we both knew that it wasn't there.  But who am I
to refuse his pleasuring my hole.  After all it felt so good.  He did so
for a few moments, and then well laid beside me, and pulled me down so that
my head rested on his chest and together we just basked in the afterglow of
our sexual rendezvous.

He then said, "So, you can now say you have been reacquainted with sex."
To which I replied, "I don't think I have, as that felt more like two men
who were making love to each other."  He then said, "You haven't
experienced me making love to you yet, how about dinner on Friday and then
I can show you what making love is truly about."  I definitely said yes,
and well if you want to hear about it, let me know.


In the meantime, thank you for taking the time to read my story, I hope you
enjoyed it, and perhaps it has inspired you in some way.  And well I would
love to hear from you if you did, and feel free to share anything you wish
at the same time.

Have a healthy, fit and happy day.  And well remember life is short, so get
out, and enjoy it, after all life is meant to be fun.

I love, accept and appreciate each of you.

Dave
angelsOtt555 (at) gmail (dot) com