Date: Thu, 1 Feb 2018 17:33:09 +0000 (UTC)
From: Avesland <avesland@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mature Sex #2

This is my story #21. I will dispense with the Foreword, by now most of my
readers know me, if not, please read one of my previous true stories from
my #1 to #19.

I met with Bob about every week, he still had that Man-On-Man hang ups. So
me on my belly or him on his belly for anal sex. Although he was ok with
giving blow-jobs & swallowing large amounts of my cum or Paul's cum. And no
kissing at all. But he was getting use to it and needed it badly. He was
away for a month & when he got back was hot as a torch. One night, I was in
a motel room getting ready for him. Naked with red tight briefs on, up in
the crack. He came in, sat down in a chair, we talked for awhile & I walked
around showing my ass with my panties stuck up my ass. He said when are we
going to start, so I got close to him & his hands & tongue whent all over
me & he just about went crazy. Started feeling me up, kissing my crotch &
crack. Pulled down my briefs as I was trying to get to his hard cock. I got
on the bed on my belly as usual, he said no, wanted me on my back. I did
lifted my legs up high, he got on me, I helped his cock to find my hole,
and he pushed it in. I wrapped my legs around his body, put my hands &
fingers into his crack & hole. He started to fuck. Really plowing, his face
just above mine. Knowing that in the past, he would not kiss, nor fuck me
in that position, this was new. I took a chance while he was hot, put a
hand (one of them that was in his crack finger fucking) and pulled/pushed
his head down to where our lips met. Started to french him, he frenched
back. From then day on we had normal gay sex.

I was doing a side job for Paul, who owned two very large, condemed,
vacant, old apartment buildings that were located in a slum run-down
area. During that period of time, I no longer had to be in the office,
except every-so often, and would have sex with Paul. Othertimes Bob would
see Paul. He got them free from the city that wanted them rehabbed to use
for poor housing. So, I was there everyday as the supervisor. All the
apartments had to be renovated and so was the heating system, plumbing,
electrical, roofing, tuck-pointing, repairs or replacemnts of toilets,
sinks, stoves, doors & windows.

As areas were rehabbed, they would get CO'ed and people would move into
those apartments. I used one non-rehab basement apartment for my
office. Had a phone (years before cell-phones), bathroom, small kitchen &
living/bed room. Had a cot that was used whenever Paul or Bob or both would
visit. But needed a person there to watch the building at night & on
weekends. To take care of the tenants complaints, the heating and other
things at those times, And also to keep an eye on the remainder of the
building that was being renovated. Bob, offered his son. I knew of him,
lived with his mother, Bobs ex, late teens or so. Had employment problems,
high school drop-out. Had a pot problem. Told that he had a girl also. He
lived about 40-miles away, so he would have to live in the building.

I hired him, John. Tall, white, skinny, youngish, nice face, clean
type. Thought he was straight, but then that would not have stopped me. He
had no girl friend, grew up using his younger brother Ben. I gave him that
apartment, utilities, phone free, along with a small salary. Enough to live
on, to buy pot, cigs, beer & pizza, a few bus fares, which was all he
wanted or needed. During this time, I had a young white guy, Will, living
in the rehabs that I was fucking. The guy was an older black pimp's boy toy
& hooker that made some money for his pimp. The black guy would leave for a
factory job at 7AM & return about 6PM. Take his trick out around 7PM &
return about Midnight, Sometime earlier with a john or two or three. Will
took lots of cock up his butt hole as well as lots of cum down his
throat. By the way, this was years before Aids or HIV. There was also a gay
Black guy nurse also living in the bulding.

For awhile, I had no idea that John had gay sex, but I had plans to fuck
him regadless. One day Paul came by for his building inspection, which
always entiled sex. I sent John out on a erron that should have taken at
least an hour. Paul & I got into it, fucked me, then I got on top between
his legs with my cock up his butt, fucking away, when John arrived back,
saw us & watched for awhile, when I saw him, he left. He said nothing to me
about it.

One morning I got to the building early & went into the office then into
where the cot was, and there was the nurse & John getting dress in a
hurry. Got a shot with their cocks & butts showing. Saw Will later that day
& asked him what he knew about the situation. He said that John & him also
had sex when I was not there. That John would do guys in the building &
neighborhood for additional pot money, on the nights & weekends. Later that
day, I confronted John. I said all this time you have been letting all
these other guys fuck you, but not me, why? You saw me fucking Paul & you
did not offer your skinny ass? Is'nt my cock good enough? Your working as a
whore for money, letting many guys fuck you. I offered him a certain amount
of money each week! But I get to fuck you when I arrive for work & when I
leave for the day. He said that was not enough money. Told him that he
could now leave, bye. I said, I already spoke with Paul. We already have
enough boy pussy here, & Will could do your job as well. He now agreed. I
then grabbed his pants & pulled them down. His soft cock hanging down. Got
on my knees, swallowed his cock & went to it, it got hard. Sucked him
off. Then turned him around, facing the wall, spread his legs out, found
his hole & penetrated him. Started fucking, his hole seemed squishy, I said
were you fucked recently? He said at Wills. Everyday, had sex with John 2x
& Will 1x, often his butt had been used, full of cum. But I'm not a
felcher. When Paul or John would visit, then the arrangements changed
somewhat. But Bob had no idea that John was doing guys, I would send him
away when Bob was there. But Paul did fuck John & also Will. Bob also
fucked Will. John was paid a little extra. So was Will. John became aware
that Bob & I were having sex.

Later-on, I got a job offer for an out-of-state job. Had to resign from my
job with Paul, although I would be able to visit him & Bob, whenever I was
back in town.

Next true story #21, Mature Sex #2. Later Sex from age 30 to 60 approx.

Write me at avesland@yahoo.com. I live somewhere south of Orlando. Could do
a meet-up for coffee or beer.

My other True stories:

1st, Starting Out-in Youth;

2nd, Being Screwed by Ken-in Youth;

3rd, Fun With Hof-in Youth;

4th, 5th & 6th, Once In Love With Harry #1, 2 & 3-in High School;

7th, Final High School Days-in High School;

8th, 9th & 10th In The Air Force #1, 2 &3-in Military;

11th, After The Air Force-in Adult;

12th to 16th, My Tavern Years #1 to #5-in Encounters;

17th to 19th, Sex After The Tavern #1 to #3 -in Adults;

20th, Mature Sex #1-in Adults;

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