Date: Tue, 10 Apr 2018 23:00:37 +0000 From: Scandinavian Norway Subject: Norwegian adventure part I (Gay: Adult - Youth) I always knew I was attracted to older men. Ever since my teens I had fantasised about much older men, but never even considered acting upon it. In the late nineties I was in my early twenties and at the prime of my youthful appearance. Standing at 5'11", slim and blond I knew I was good-looking and there were plenty of girls who approached me, but i guess most of them must have sensed something did not really click with me and nothing serious came about it. Increasingly I kept fantasising about older men in various settings, but the thought of catching something always made me reluctant to visit any of the local saunas. As a student in Bergen, Norway I was increasingly exposed to the internet at the university and I quickly became aware of a whole new world out there which had previously been hidden to me. The first time I logged on one of the live gay chat pages, I was immediately bombarded with requests from older men, but after exchanging pictures and chatting for a while I found myself closing down the conversations quickly. I managed to find excuses to myself not to meet anyone in person, they were not "the right". Perhaps I was not very gay after all, I thought after a week spent mainly chatting. Then came the weekend and I started chatting with a guy who called himself "HBBH". He definitely ticked all of my "fantasy boxes" - older than 55 years, 5cm taller than me and well educated - a doctor. "He certainly must be disease free and careful if he is a doctor," I thought to myself. My hands were trembling a bit when I opened the first email with a picture of him attached. It was taken a bit from afar and the resolution was poor, but he looked damn hot! Slim, fit and with a boyish smile in spite of his 58 years and grey hairs. I sent him a reply with my picture attached. "Would you like to meet now?" he asked almost immediately. I must have triggered his interest. Within 30 minutes I was on a bus heading out to a bus stop near his place. It was only a fifteen minutes bus ride from the university, but I was really nervous and drank a large bottle of water just to cope with my dry mouth. I saw him straight away when getting off at the bus stop, and was more delighted when I discovered the picture did not do full justice to the real person. "Harald" he said while shaking my hand, "it was really great that you came, Lars", he said, "I don't really do this very often as I have just ended a long relationship" he told me when we walked towards his house. "It's my first time meeting someone online and I am a bit nervous", I told him as he opened the door to his house. He offered me something do drink, and we sat down and started talking. "So, Lars," he said, "I understand this is the first time you meet with a man - ever. Is that true?". I was really shy and told him that I had only been with girls all my sexual life, but I had always been attracted to and fantasised about more mature men - "like yourself" I said looking down with a smile on my lips. "Listen, I really want to get to know you better and you seem so innocent so I will ask you a few questions. They may appear a bit direct, but it helps you to get to know yourself by answering honestly" he said. "OK," I said, not knowing what to expect. "Question one, do you think you'll like to kiss another man?" "Definately!" I answered before he finished his sentence. "Question two, do you think you want to suck another man's dick?" "Mmm, I definitely fantasise about that," I said in a soft voice. "OK, Harald said, do you have fantasies about older men sucking your dick?" "Not really," I said. "My fantasies are about pleasing you, I mean older men, and my dick is not really involved in my fantasies." "Interesting, do you fantasise about being fucking or being fucked" he asked. "Definitely being fucked" I replied. "Hold on a second, I'll be back soon" he said. Within a minute Harald came back from his bedroom with something in his hand. "Do you know what this is" Harald asked. "A Thonge?" I answered. "Almost" he said, "It's a jockstrap. It keeps you balls and dick "wrapped up" while exposing your beautiful buttocks" he explained like a doctor. He gently leaned over and gave me my first kiss which lasted for a minute. It was so sexy tasting his tongue inside my mouth gently playing with my tongue and lips. Then he suddenly said "I want you to leave now and only come back after you have had a long think about what you want. It will be at least one hour before you can ring my doorbell, but you probably need longer to find out if this is what you want - be honest with yourself. 99 out of 100 men would jump you right now, but I am doing this for your sake. You're a beautiful young man and I would love to see you again but I'm not like the 99% others, you will need time to think this through. However, if you do ring the doorbell I want you to wear the jockstrap I just gave you." Slightly confused but also a bit relieved that everything was happening at my own pace. I sat down outside his house and thought about what friends and family would say, how my life would be so different, the shame and guilt I would feel - and then, like he knew I would, I jumped on a bus and headed home with my head full of thoughts and images and did not return . The next day I woke up after a long sleep and had made up my mind. I made plans to go and see Harald at eight that evening but did not want to let him know I was coming as I wanted to see the surprise on his face - and it left me an exit option if I chickened out again. I spent the whole day "preparing", picturing his face and re-living the moment he kissed me. After having had a long shower and put on the jockstrap I watched myself in the mirror. I was still tanned from the summer, and I hoped Harald would be turned on by my slim and fit young body. At exactly eight I nervously rang his doorbell knowing that this was the turning point. I waited for a long time and wondered if he was out. Then I heard steps in the hallway and he opened the door. "Hello" I said with a shy smile. "Well, please come in. This is such a pleasant surprise. I was sure you had reconsidered" he said. The moment I got into his hallway he grabbed me and we embraced in a kiss. He whispered in my ear "I have an old friend visiting, but I don't think he will be very long. Martin is my age and gay too, but we don't have a sexual relationship since we both prefer younger boys like yourself". "Oh, do you want me to leave" I said, "I can come back another day if that is better". "Not at all," Harald said, I am sure he will leave within an hour. Harald grabbed me around my waist and escorted me to the living room where Martin was sitting in a chair looking up. "Martin, I want you to meet Lars", Harald said. Martin got up and shook my hand. He looked good too, an inch shorter than Harald and looked about ten years older, silver haired and slim. "So, you're Lars" Martin said. "Harald would not shut up about you all evening. You have surely made an impression on him, and I can see why." I sat down on the sofa next to Harald with his arm around me and Martin made us all a Gin & Tonic. All the time Harald was touching me gently or giving me soft kisses wile Martin was watching and talking. "Harald tells me you have never been intimate with a man before", Martin said. Shyly I answered that it was true, but I hoped to change that soon, turning my head and kissing Harald with my mouth open. We must have kissed for half a minute when I sensed Martin moving across sitting next to me on the sofa. I turned my head and Martin quickly started to kiss me. I immediately pulled back a bit nervous but Harald whispered in my ear that it was OK with him to let Martin play a bit too. "OK", I said to Harald, "but I want you to be the first one to fuck me." With a kiss he told me that I should relax and he would not even dream about letting anyone else enter me before him. Standing up they undressed me so that the only thing left was my jockstrap. I felt so sexy when they started kissing my whole body, Harald always making sure his mouth was close to mine. We all walked into the bedroom and Martin ordered me on all four in the bed and went behind me starting to caress my butt. Harald positioned himself in front of me and pulled down his trousers. Out slipped a seven inch thick cock with marked veins and I was relieved that I had the jockstrap to hide my small comparison. I took it in my hand, pulled the head back and inserted it in my mouth, kissing it and licking the shaft. It felt so good to taste his thick cock inside my wet mouth and letting him slide back and forth as deep as I could. At the same time Martin played with his tongue around my butthole and was licking it wet. I tried to relax and could feel his tongue working deeper inside me, preparing me for what was to come. Martin quickly disappeared and came back with lube and condoms, but I was far too busy exploring Harald's cock to understand what was happening. His dick was rock solid now, sliding in and out of my mouth and I looked up at him. "Are you ready?" he asked. I nodded slightly with my lips wrapped around his dick. He pulled out, kissed me gently and went behind me. Martin sat down on his knees in front of me and kissed me while Harald was putting on condoms and lube and lubing me up so much it felt like I was dripping. "Try to push carefully out" Martin said, and just as I did I could feel Harald's dick pushing towards my hole. Harald leaned over and kissed me while pushing in a bit deeper. I was expecting pain, but it never came. It was a feeling like noting else I had ever experienced being slowly filled by another man, and I felt so sexy. All the time Martin was kissing me and telling me that I should not fight the feeling but give in. In the end Harald was completely inside and carefully he pulled almost entirely out, just leaving the head in, and poured some more lube on his shaft. The sensation of Harald's dick slowly moving in and out was unbelievable. Martin had undressed and waved his throbbing cock in front of my mouth. It was not as long as Harald's, but slightly thicker. I grabbed it with one hand and inserted it into my mouth moving my tongue around the thick head. Harald was moving faster and faster and I could sense from his breathing that he was reaching climax. "You're so tight", he said, "I am not sure if I will last much longer unless we change position." I really wanted him to come so I started thrusting back more eagerly and suddenly Harald was roaring with pleasure as he was thrusting deep into me. I felt so sexy, but did not touch my own dick since I did not want to come yet. Harald pulled out from me, and very quickly Martin took his place and put on a condom and more lube before pushing himself into me. Harald bent down and kissed me while Martin started to fuck me. I pulled off Harald's condom, and started to lick his half-soft dick clean while Martin continued to increase his pace. Harald moaned and bent down to kiss me passionately while I had a hand around his dick. "I don't want to come again yet" he said, "we have all night." At the same time Martin came hard inside me and yelled in pleasure. He pulled out and went to the bathroom. I lay down next to Harald in the bed and caressed his hairy chest with my fingers while kissing him all the time. After a while Martin came out of the bathroom fully dressed and leaned over and kissed my cheek. "I'm off now, it was wonderful to meet you. Harald is a very lucky man" he said. Grabbing Harald's dick with my hand I was sure that I was the lucky one when I heard Harald whisper "Time for round two".