Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2018 15:42:58 +0000 From: Skylar Harris Subject: Ian and me (1) This is a fictional story. It includes sexual interactions between consenting adults. It is pure fiction! If these types of stories offend you, please do not read further. This story is an original story written by and copyright of the Author. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I am 33, married to a beautiful woman, gainfully employed... and helplessly aroused by older men. Not strictly. I enjoy sex with my wife, but find I enjoy porn that features "mature" men more than porn with women. I realized there was an attraction to it when I was younger. I lived in a small town and went to a small gym as a 12-year-old "athlete". I would go into the locker room and hope that there would be older men there... men who were older than my dad. In their late 40s, early 50s. Looking back, one of the reasons I wanted them to be older was, they didn't have any shame in their bodies. They would walk around the locker room completely naked. Walk from the showers to the lockers. Stand in front of the mirror and shave with nothing on. Pop a leg up on the bench and chat with a friend, or random stranger. All the while, their cock and balls just dangling bouncing as the gesticulated. I would take a little longer getting ready, re-tie my shoes, forget things in the locker room, use the stall opposite the showers... and just find time to sneakily watch, myself hard as a rock. I have shared stories of a meeting I had when I was that age with a man older than me, but still quite young. Additionally, I shared some stories of experimenting when I was first on my own. Now... I'd like to share about now. I have a very good life, a happy marriage, great kids, and still an attraction to older men. More specifically, men in their 50s+. Circumcised. Not skinny... but not overly overweight. I like body hair that is maintained, not shaven, but not crazy long. I like it when a guy shaves around his cock, but don't find smooth everywhere attractive. I recently met a man chatting online. We have chatted, shared pictures, and videos, but the more we have talked the more I would like to experience more... he has shared what he would like to do with me and I have shared what I would like to do. This is a narrative of how-I imagine-our first interaction to unfold. I had finally committed to meeting him. Ian... I believe that's his real name. We've talked before and seen each other on video. He has told me how he wants to worship my body and cock. How he will do anything I want him to. Funny part is... I feel the same way. He feels lucky to have a 33-year-old man, who is in pretty good shape and has an 8 inch uncut cock that wants to play with him. I feel... nervous. He is nice. Married with kids older than me. His wife works full time and works from home. We video and chat while working. He strips for me sometimes and I reciprocate. We talk about the things we want to do. And today we will see what happens. I am driving to meet him for the first time. His wife is out of town and I happen to be in town for work. We are meeting at a restaurant he recommended. He didn't want me to feel uncomfortable, so neutral ground felt like a good idea. I pulled up to the restaurant and looked in and saw him sitting at a bar. I recognized him immediately. We didn't show our faces often when we chatted, but we both had at different times. He smiled a big friendly smile and waved. I mustered a smile and unbuckled my seatbelt. Here goes nothing. I thought, as I stepped out of the car. Hi Jeff, it is nice to finally meet you in person. Ian said, shaking my hand. I smiled back. Yeah, it is neat to actually meet. He sat back down at the table and motioned that I should join him. I sat down a little nervous, but I didn't need to be. I was in a town I had never been to, in a restaurant I would likely never go to again, with strangers I may never see again. How was your drive? Asked Ian sitting back in his chair. He had a very friendly smile as he looked from my face and down my body. Just that look starting to turn me on. Pretty and uneventful, so good. Is this place far from your house? I asked, feeling a little like I my mouth was running away with my thoughts. Not too far, about 5 miles away. He responded easily. Do you want something to drink? That would be great. Just a coke for me. I said. The server came and dropped off the drinks and a plate of fries that Ian had ordered prior to my arrival. It was a massive plate, so he pushed it into the middle of the table insisting I have some too. We talked about work and how my family was and his family. Very easy-going conversation. Ian was easy to talk to and seemed to be one of the most genuinely "nice" kind of person you'd easily connect with. He stood up. I am going to go to the restroom real quick. Then I could show you around town, or we could go back to my house. He left options and didn't press anything. You have a think on it and I'll be right back. He said turning towards where I presumed the bathroom was. I sat watching him walk. He seemed light on his feet for his age and size. He was about 5'10 and maybe 200lbs. He had a bit of a belly, which I liked when I watched him on cam, but hopped up from the chair quickly and had a very comfortable walking stride. As I watched him enter the bathroom, it hit me that I needed to pee too. I had a lot of experience watching men in bathrooms, locker rooms, and was very capable of being discreet, so I made my way back. The bathroom had one of those trough type urinals and Ian was standing there with his fly undone and his cock poking out of his brief fly. I stopped for a second watching the stream firing out the end of his soft cock. It was thick and familiar, but completely new in this environment. I recovered myself quickly and walked over beside him. He had stopped peeing, but didn't move from the trough, his hand still holding his cock steady. As I unzipped my jeans and reached in to pull out my own cock, I was a bit embarrassed that I was already sporting a semi. It made it difficult to pee, but I managed, as Ian watched me. His hand not leaving his own cock. I finished and looked over to see that Ian was now sporting a hardon too. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Should we head out, before someone else comes in here? He said huffing a laugh. I nodded and struggled to push my hard cock back into my jeans. We washed our hands and he led the way out of the restroom. We went back to the table and Ian paid for the drinks and fries. As we stepped outside he said, Would you like to drive, or would you like to ride with me? I think I would prefer to drive, if that's okay. I don't want to leave the rental car here. I said. No problem. I'm in this pick-up truck, so you can follow me. He turned toward his truck, then said. Glad you decided to come. Thanks. I think, I am. I said smiling a bit nervously. I got in my car and we started to drive out of the little town. It didn't take long and we were driving out on a county highway. It was quite rural in MT, but very pretty. He pulled off on a dirt road that had a sign to a lake. I followed him down and we pulled into a parking lot with zero cars. The lake was beautiful and still. I shut off my car and stepped out into natural silence. There were still some sounds of birds and buzz of insects, but... peaceful and quiet. Not too bad, huh? Ian asked as he hopped down from his truck. It's gorgeous. I responded. I thought a walk to stretch your legs might be nice after your drive. Ian added. And this is only about a mile from my house. That's great. Thanks. I smiled. He headed toward a small trail that appeared to circle the pond. It was nice. He didn't try to make small talk. We just enjoyed the peace. He turned down a little path that went down to the lake and there was a picnic table there. It was surrounded by trees, except for the path and then the lake beyond. He went over to the table and sat down on the top, with his feet on the bench. I joined him and we sat in silence watching the lake and birds fly by. I can only imagine what you're thinking right now Jeff, but I know how I felt when I met a guy my first time. I don't want you to feel pressured, or nervous. I have enjoyed talking with you and... you know doing other things with you. I think you seem like a great guy and you are very handsome. I am glad we get to meet, no matter what happens next. He said, putting his hand on my knee. That sent a shock up my leg and immediately had my mind racing. I have enjoyed getting to know you, too... and the other things. I don't know what I am doing, but in all honesty, I am just happy to be with you right now... but you just touching my leg has me thinking about see you naked and all the things we have talked about. I am nervous and think I'll probably end up embarrassing myself by shooting prematurely... I laughed nervously. Jeff, it is completely normal when you experience new things to respond differently. You have nothing to be embarrassed about with me. Look at me. I am a chubby middle aged guy that is happily married, but camming with a younger guy. This is new territory for me too. He countered. But, I know what watching you and talking with you does to me, and I'm not scared to see what happens. We sat there still. He squeezed my knee and let his had rest there. My body was starting to respond to this simple touch. I reached under his arm and put my hand above his knee up on his thigh. We continued to sit, watch, and listen. I carefully let my hand sneak further up his thigh. I have lived out here for quite some time and have never seen someone out at the lake at this time, just so you know. If you want to go jump in, no one would ever know. His smile was contagious. It is a bit warm, isn't it? I asked and stood up from the table. I pulled my shirt over my head revealing my lightly-haired chest. It just got hotter, in my opinion. Ian said. I sat down on the bench and took my shoes and socks off. I was in my jeans and some small boxer briefs. Ones he had seen before in video and always commented on. Grey and black striped. Ian stood up by the picnic table and pulled his tucked in shirt out of his pants. Then started unbuttoning it. I stopped what I was doing to watch him unveil his manly chest and torso. He was a man... not a lot of hair, but definitely more than me. He wore a gold chain around his neck with a cross on it that hung down just below his collarbone. He sat down and took his shoes off too. I undid my belt, then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I pulled them down revealing the boxer briefs he knew well. The front tented as my excitement for undressing in front of him in person carried through. Wow Jeff. You are even more handsome in person. Ian said sincerely appreciating my body. He had his shoes and socks off and was in just his pants sitting on the bench. Just to prove that no one is here... he said standing up. He pulled his pants and underwear down together in one swift swoop his half hard cock bouncing free. He had trimmed his pubic hair making his cock look bigger than it had when we had videoed. He walked down into the water and turned around. I watched as his body reacted to the water. His balls pulling into his body. I was ready... He watched as my thumbs found the waistband of my briefs and I pulled them down. My cock slapped against my stomach it was so hard. Ian laughed and turned back towards the lake and walked further in. We must have been by a bit of a drop off, as he dove in and came up a little ways out treading water. I followed him into the water and then dove in too. It was a strange feeling of arousal and "innocent" play. We swam for a bit the cool water calming both of us down. We swam to where we could touch the bottom and stood looking out over the lake, our naked bodies just under the surface. Just stopping and being next to him was getting me hard, even in the cool water. Well here we are... Ian mused. What do you want to do, Jeff? Honestly? I asked. Say the word and we can do it, or if you want to head back to your car and leave, that is okay too. Ian said. I laughed. Honestly, I can't stop thinking about what your body felt like under my hand on that picnic table. That sounds okay to me. Ian smiled as he swam in towards the shore. I followed after him and he made his way back over to the picnic table and sat right back on it where we were earlier. Except now he was completely naked and so was I. I walked out of the water, while it dripped down my body, Ian watched me intently. He smiled and then would let his gaze go down to my bouncing bits. I watched his cock start to thicken and lengthen. I sat down next to him on the picnic table and put my hand on his thigh again. This time he leaned back. Putting his hands behind him and giving me better access to his entire front. You can touch me however you want, Jeff. Ian said closing his eyes. So I did... I let my hand run up his thigh and back down. I wanted to feel more of him... so I stood up from the picnic table and stood in between his knees, which were about at my hips. I ran both of my hands at the same time up each of his legs. Just rubbing them and feeling them under my hands. Ian was nearly fully hard, but I didn't touch him there, yet... I ran my hands further up. Feeling both sides of his belly, and up to his pecs. I squeezed them gently and let my fingers play with his nipples. He gave a little groan. He had spread his legs more, as I travelled my hands up his body and I felt my cock graze him. Mmmm... Ian moaned. I finally let my hand feel his hard cock. It was very thick and about 6 inches long. I loved how hot it was in my hand. Even with the cool water on my skin, I was still warm... hot even with him there. I started to stroke him with one hand and then let my other hand slide down cupping his balls and reaching back underneath them. He slid down more pushing himself a bit off the picnic table to give me even better access to him. Will you lie down on the table for me? I asked, feeling braver as my hormones took over. He didn't respond, but picked his feet up and turned sideways on the picnic table, so he could lie down completely. I was on the bench on my knees beside him, like a doctor taking care of a patient. He let his hand drop to his side and it touched my erect member. Will you let me touch you, too? He asked, sounding desperate to. Not yet, I know as soon as you do, I'll cum. I told him. He nodded in understanding... I am going to cum soon. Your hands are amazing. He said. That's okay, it will give us a reason to go clean up at your house, right? I asked. He nodded and I felt his body tense as he shot his load up his stomach and chest. I didn't let go of him as he shook and pulsed in my hand. I was so close to cumming too. Will you cum on me too? He asked with a bit of nervousness in his voice. If you want me to, it would not take much. I told him. His breathing was heavy and he was shaky, as I pulled a few more drops of cum from his softening cock. I stood up and he swung his legs around, then slipped down to sitting on the bench in front of me. I was so hard and already dripping precum (which I don't do very often, but sometimes when we have chatted and I am really horny happens). He didn't hesitate, but very gently and efficiently reached under my balls with his left hand, as his right hand stroked my shaft. I almost shot right there with his first stroke, but before I could his mouth was on me. His hot mouth was it. I nearly doubled over and blew my load into his throat. He quickly back off and my second spurt went up his face and over him a bit onto the table. He continued to stroke me as he applied pressure to my perineum and prostate from outside. He directed my cock to shoot onto his chest, but it went up onto his chin. Then he continued to stroke me pulling more shots of cum out of me than I think I've ever done before. I was so turned on watching him take my cum all over his body and wanted to do so much more now. I shook, as he took the last of my cum from my tip, wiping it into his chest hair. He wiped the cum from his face and licked his fingers. Now we definitely need a shower. He said smiling with one eye closed and covered in cum. You ready to head back to my place? I nodded. I was ready for many more things... Thank you for reading! Let me know what you thought of my story. I love to hear from happy readers!