Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of sexuality between an older man (50+) and a younger man (21+). Due to the adult content, this story should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.

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This is a true story. Names and locations have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals portrayed. More or less, these stories are accounts of events occurring between the author and an older man; my first, real older experience.

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Completely Discreet: Back to His Place

by Young Pen Name

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After Red and I met on that parking structure roof, his cock was all I could think about. My heart would not stop pounding with excitement, and my mind was still flooded with thoughts.

All I could think was, "I can't believe I did that. He's so much older than I am. What if my friends find out? What if my parents find out? It's so exciting...I can't wait until tomorrow."

Hours pass by slowly. Eventually, I find myself back at home, laying in bed. While trying to sleep, my head becomes full of thought. I replay the parking structure meet-up again and again in my mind. My hands move on their own, and I find myself stroking my hard cock while thinking about Red's. I can almost taste it again. I lay on my back, pushing the covers from on top of me. I just stroke and stroke until I climax, spraying my chest and stomach with my hot cum. I lay back, moaning and panting softly, whispering Red's name to myself.

The next morning, I went back online. I logged in to the website where I first met Red, hoping to catch him online. Sure enough, there he was. Before I could message him, he sends me one.

"Hey there, cutie," his message pops onto my laptop screen, followed by a soft chime.

"Hello there!" I reply.

A few moments pass, then he sends me a reply. It was an address. His address. He sends me the message, "Get that ass of yours over here by 2 pm."

I respond, "I'll try my best to make it out there. I can't stay for too long, though...I've got work tonight at 4 pm."

Red responded with, "2 pm. You better be at my front door by then. See you soon."

Then, without warning, he logged off. I sat in front of my laptop silently. Part of me was still nervous about seeing this man. Part of me really, really wanted to be with him again, though...and that part outweighed the nervous part of me. It was 1 pm, and he lived about 15 minutes away from my house. I got ready, making sure to wear a nice, casual outfit for him, then left the house.

Again, my heart was pounding away throughout the entire drive. I was unsure what he would try to do once I was in his home. I trusted him, but not entirely yet...Once I arrived at my destination, I parked my car in front of his house and just sat there in the driveway. I took a few deep breaths, then walked up to his door. Right as I approached it, the door swang open. Red stood on the other side, smiling widely.

"Hello, Daniel," his face was gleaming. He motioned for me to come inside.

I stepped into his entryway, watching him as he closed and locked the door, "'Afternoon, Red. I'm...a little early, I think."

He moved himself closer to me and placed his hands on my hips, "Mm, I don't mind that at all."

Red leaned in and pressed his lips against mine, greeting me with a warm kiss. I moaned softly, caught completely off guard by this advance. I had never kissed a man before, so this was alien to me. The longer he kissed me, the more excited I became. His mustache lightly brushed against my upper lip. I closed my eyes and let him take the lead. He tilted his head slightly, opening his mouth and sliding his wet tongue in between my lips. I opened my mouth, and he began to probe around. I felt him moaning into my mouth, reaching further down and grabbing two large handfuls of my backside.

"...Mmn...You're in my house now, Daniel. So, you obey my rules. Got it?" He chuckled, stepping back slightly.

I glanced down, noticing his rock-hard cock pressing at the insides of his jeans. I was beginning to feel very excited, and the only response I thought was proper was a simple nod and, "Yes, sir."

He laughed softly, grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs. He said, "If I'm going too fast for you, tell me."

I followed closely behind him. "No," I said, "I want to do this...I wouldn't be here if I didn't want this."

"Good boy," he grinned.

We entered his bedroom, and he commanded me to sit on his bed. I did, of course. I looked around his room, taking the scene in. He had a few model cars lined on his bookshelf, a few posters of other vintage cars, a small mirror on one wall. Nothing out of the ordinary. He was just a normal, older man. There was a small television near his bedside that he had left on. He was watching some porno before I arrived.

He ran his fingers through my short hair a few times, pulling my head against his belly, "Do you mind if we keep the porno on? It's a really good one. They're Australian men."

I shook my head, "No, it's fine. Leave it on."

I watched it for a moment. Two, middle-aged men were fucking bareback on a river bank. The volume was turned down, but I could still hear their moaning and the slapping sound of hard doggystyle fucking.

By the time I turned my attention back to Red, he had pulled his cock from his pants and was stroking it slowly. He leaned in a bit more, rubbing it against my bottom lip. Without saying a word, he pressed my head inwards, forcing me (gently) to suck his dick.

The room was relatively silent. The only sounds penetrating the air were Red's soft moaning, my lips and tongue smacking and sucking all over his cock, and the low volume of Red's porno video.

Red would softly command me to do more for him. He told me to suck deeper, suck harder...to stroke his balls, or grab at his ass. Eventually, he told me to undress myself, all the while giving him head. The entire time, he watched me.

"Mmn, fuck yes..." he moaned, gripping at the base of his cock. He pulled it from my mouth and began to stroke it slowly, "...Turn around. Lay on your stomach, and spread your legs. Now."

Was Red going to fuck me? I had never been fucked by a man, and felt a new wave of nervousness wash over me. Hesitantly, I rolled over; doing just as he said. I felt him climb up on the bed behind me, then felt his warm, spit-soaked cock rubbing and patting against my ass.

"Mmn...God, I can't wait to fuck this young, tight asshole, baby..." he muttered, still stroking and patting his cock against me.

I laid motionless under him, allowing him to do whatever he wished. Part of me wanted him to fuck me...more than anything.

Red began to press the tip of his cock against my asshole, slowly and gently prodding at it repeatedly. I began to moan a bit harder, and then, a wild sensation rushed over me. I gave his hips a quick buck, and shoved the tip of his cock into me.

I tossed my head back and let out a quick moan, "Oh, yes...!"

Red chuckled softly, holding the tip inside me while he continued to rub and stroke his shaft, "He he...You like it, don't you, boy?"

I nodded, leaning my head back down against the bed, "...Yes...that feels so damn good..."

He leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "I'm not gonna fuck you this time...You'll have to come back again for that...But, I know you will," he paused for a moment, slapped my ass, then continued, "...For now...I'm gonna jerk myself off, and I'm gonna spray this load all over this pretty, young ass of yours. Any objections?"

I shook my head, still moaning at the new sensation in my asshole.

"...I thought not."

He leaned back, pulling his tip out of my ass quickly. He pinned one of my shoulders down with one hand while stroking hard with the other. I could hear him furiously masturbating. I could even hear him talking to himself under his breath. I only made out parts of it, but most was too quiet for me to understand. After a few moments, I felt him shivering. Then, I felt a hot sensation covering my ass. He was cumming all over me.

"Mmnf, fuck! Oh, I'm gonna make a mess of you, Daniel..." He groaned, panting heavily.

I felt his thick, juicy load spraying all over both of my ass cheeks, my lower back, and against the back of my legs. I felt it slowly seeping down into my ass crack, trailing over my asshole. I stayed under him, moaning and panting as he finished himself up. He stayed close behind me, catching his breath before climbing off of me. He went into his bathroom, then came back over to me. He threw a towel down on my backside, and helped clean me up. He rolled me onto my back, leaned in and kissed me, then patted my cheek softly.

"You're a good boy. Come back again tomorrow, and I'll make sure that ass is fucked good...Just like you deserve."

I nodded up to him, "Yes, sir."

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To be continued...