Date: Wed, 15 Apr 2020 03:38:43 +0000 (UTC)
From: harware@aol.com
Subject: The College Boy and Older Man

Hope you like this, it is based on true story but also has extra material
added for your enjoyment.

Scott

THE COLLEGE BOY AND THE OLDER MAN
It was the late 70's and I was 18 and off to college to a small city
college.  It was larger then the small rural community I grew up me but
not big
 enough for me to feel comfortable to try anything with a guy.  I was
fortunate to be able to afford a rental versus the dorm.  So I could have
my Hustler magazines and jack off to the cocks that they showed on their
pages.  I bought most of my clothes at a local department store and a
younger male employee would usually help me with my purchases.  But one
evening when leaving to meet some friends for dinner he showed up at my
door with beer in hand.  I told him I was meeting others and he left.  I
was young and naïve but as I look back on this, that probably could have
been my first gay experience.
During the first year of college I became friends with one of my female
classmates, it was not romantic but just a friendship.  At the end of the
school year I decided to transfer to the big city to complete my
education.  My friend invited me to have dinner with her, her aunt and
uncle after church on Sunday.  We arrived at their house for dinner and I
was introduced to Aunt Pat and Uncle Ben.  They were a typical couple in
their 40s, but there was something about Ben that made me wonder.  But I
figured I read too much into the situation.  Uncle Ben was dark skinned
and haired with a certain ruggedness about him.  He was friendly and made
me feel at home.
Within a couple of weeks, I moved to the big city and was learning my way
around.  I discovered they had an adult bookstore in one of the suburbs.
I decided I should check it out.  I arrived at the bookstore and browsed
the book and magazine sections taking quick glances at the male/male
magazines, but never a sustained look in fear someone would think I was
gay.  I then went back to the arcade.  It was a long hall with plywood
cubicles on both sides.  On the door of each booth were 2 plastic
holders, meant to hold the film boxes to tell you what films were
available in the booth.  Upon entering the booth and shutting and locking
the door I looked around.  On the back of the door there was a white
paper screen, on the wall a coinbox with a switch to flip from Movie A to
B, a bench was across the back of the booth and behind there in the wall
was were the two 8mm projectors were housed.  Some of the booths had
glory holes and some did not.
In choosing what booth I would go into there was some criteria, it
couldn't have a glory hole and it must have a gay and a straight movie.
This way I could see the gay action I wanted without others knowing.  I
was young and naïve and had no idea the main purpose of an adult
bookstore was a place for guys to hook up.  I would go in and lock the
door and pull my cock out and insert quarters to start the movie.  I
would shoot my load and pull my pants up and head home.  Only to return a
few days later to repeat the scenario.  Then one day I was in my booth
watching and jacking and I heard my door rattle, then soon a note came
flying over the top which read   "Unlock your door let me suck your
cock".  I was shocked, why would this guy think I wanted my cock
sucked?  I left my booth and there was a cowboy standing in the hall.  I
headed for the books and magazines to browse; I must have looked freaked
out.  The cashier asked me if I was ok and if someone was bothering me.
I said no and left to go home, without unloading my balls.
One day after classes my phone rang and it was Uncle Ben, he explained he
was in town for business.  I invited him over to see my apartment and
told him how to get there.  When I opened the door there stood Uncle Ben
with a smile on his face and a 12 pack of beer.  He came in and I showed
him around.  We sat down on the couch and started our conversation
learning more about each other.  I can't recall who and how the topic
changed to sex, but it did.  I pulled a pile of my Hustler magazines out
and we flipped through them looking at the pictures.  I was young and
hard and I think Uncle Ben could see that through my jeans.  He reached
over and put his hand on my crotch, I remember the intense heat and how I
thought his hand would burn through my jeans.  He then said "I would
like to take care of this for you".  I panicked and even though playing
with a guy had crossed my mind many times, I turned him down.  He was
very polite and left quietly.  Once my mind came around I was mad at
myself for turning him down.  I barely slept that night as I relived that
moment over and over and wishing I had reacted differently.
A couple weeks went by and I got the courage to call Ben on the phone.
When he answered I told him who I was and asked if he could talk, and he
said he could.  The conversation went something like this. I said "I
have been thinking about when you visited me", he responded "We were
both kind of drunk" and  answered "Yes, but I have been thinking about
it and I want you to stop by next time you are in town".  He said he
would give me a call when he was in town, and the conversation ended.

A few weeks passed and finally he called to say he was in town.  I told
him to come on over I had some time but was going to the movie later.
The movie story was a fabrication but would help me out if I needed to
exit the situation.  Ben showed up at my door and I invited him in, my
cock was already hard in my shorts, as we stood and chatted in the living
room. There was no discussion of sex just normal mundane topics.  I took
the initiative and said "If I am going to the movie I better shower"
and walked towards the bathroom.  Ben followed me and sat on the counter
in the bathroom with his feet on the toilet as I started to undress.  I
was a 19 year old medium height skinny boy.  As I took off my shirt he
could see my skinny body and my chest and abdomen that had the beginnings
of becoming the hairy chest and abdomen that would fill in within a few
years.  My cock was rock hard in my jeans , I hadn't seen another guy
hard other then in the movies, so I wasn't for sure how my cock measured
up in the real world.  I turned my back to Ben and removed my jeans and
underwear.  As I turned around to step in the shower he could see my
boner and he asked "Do you want me to wash your back?", I responded
with "I just want you in the shower with me."
Ben didn't need any time to jump to his feet and start removing his
clothes, his shirt was first.  Damn he was a Bear with hair everywhere
including his back.  His pants came off but he had left his briefs on, I
could see the outline of his erect cock through the white material.  The
briefs came off for the first time I saw another man's boner in person.
It seemed huge longer and thicker than my own and uncut, but his balls
definitely hung lower than mine. He walked to me and reached out and took
my cock and balls in his hand as he directed me into the hot steamy
shower.
He pinned me between him and the wall, his hand in my crotch and his
mouth on mine, forcing his tongue to touch mine.  The heat and smell of
his breath on my own was intoxicating.  My knees were weak and I was glad
that he was keeping me from collapsing in the shower.  He continued
playing with my cock and kissing my deeply.  But then he moved down my
body and took my cock in his mouth, this was my first blow job and it was
coming from a guy.  Incredible,  his mouth worked on my cock and he would
gag as he took it deep. I could feel my cock stiffen as more blood was
pumping to it.   He could tell I was enjoying it all, but stopped and
stood up.  He turned around and grabbed my cock and pointed it at his
mancunt.  Soon I was sliding in his hole, ever so much tighter then a
pussy could ever be.  He bent over slightly leaning against the wall as I
continued my rhythmic thrusting of my pelvis, driving my cock deep into
his hole.  He pulled his ass off of my cock and took me in his arms again
as he kissed me harder.  His hand stroking furiously on my cock.  I felt
the cum building in my balls and shot hitting the shower walls.  I was
spent but still very hard from the excitement.
Thinking our play was over I reached to turn off the water, but Ben's
hand grabbed my arm as he said "STOP", I looked at him questionably
 and he said " You may be done but am not, sex is a two way street that
you need to learn"  With that he moved my hand to his hard cock, it
throbbed to my touch and seemed to be emitting heat beyond belief.  He
used my hand to start stroking, but then my instinct took over and I
jacked on his cock as he smiled and showed satisfaction.  He pulled my
head towards his nipple and told me to lick it, the feel of his hairy
chest on my face fueled the situation even more.  But that didn't last
long before he pushed my head towards his throbbing dick, I wasn't ready
to suck a cock, but he wasn't going to take no for an answer.  He held
my nose closed until I had to open my mouth to take a breath which gave
him the opportunity to shove his big hairy cock in my mouth.  I resisted
but it did no good, his hands on the back of my head forcing his cock
deep down my throat gagging me with every thrust.  My nose buried in his
bush, the musky smell of man making an impression on my senses. He
started fucking my mouth harder and harder, holding me tighter and my
worst fear came to be as he unloaded in my throat.  I sputtered and tried
to spit but he forced me to swallow his manload.  It tasted sweet but
bitter as it trickled down my throat.   I was glad he came so we could
finish up.  We rinsed off and dried each other off, as I reached for my
jeans Ben stopeed me again.  Marching me to the bedroom naked in front of
him, I was sure he enjoyed watching my ass as I walked ahead of him.
He pushed me down on the bed, and climbed on top of me.  Kissing grinding
our cocks together, he was keeping the excitement level at a heightened
state.  I felt his hands on my ass cheeks and then his finger tip on my
hole.  His probing finger caused feelings in me I had never experienced
before.  He rolled me onto my belly and laid on top of me, his hard cock
lying in the crack of my ass.  As he held me down his hips started
thrusting which maneuvered his cock head at my hole.  That cock teased my
ass, until he gave a thrust that pushed it into me.  I screamed with a
mixture of pain and pleasure, as he drove his cock in and out of my ass.
He was in total control of me, his big thick cock stretching me with
every thrust. His hands held me around the chest and worked my nipples as
he kissed the back of my neck.  I found myself begging him to unload in
my hole.  As he continued pumping, he explained to me how since the day
we met he knew he wanted to fuck and breed my hole.  He could tell that I
hadn't experienced a man yet, and knew that if offered himself to me,
that I would take the bait eventually.  And once he got naked with me and
got me off that he would use me like the horny college boy I was.
As he finished his story his thrusting became more rapid and he became
more verbal " Yeah boy, take it" he said  "Yeah boy, take it" and as
his body convulsed and his cock pumped cum into my ass, I heard, "Yeah
boy take my load"  "There it is"  "you got it now".  I could feel
the warm juices in my ass as re relaxed on top of me.  He kept his cock
in my ass as he grabbed my body and rolled us to our sides.  He was the
big spoon and me the small with his cock still in my hole as I drifted
off to sleep.
I woke up in the morning and Ben was no where to be seen, had I dreamt
the experience?  I reached back and put a finger to my ass and could feel
his cum leaking from my hole.  At that same time I noticed a 50 dollar
bill on the nightstand, along with a note how every time he was in town I
could earn $50.
As they say "I'm not gay but 50 bucks is 50 bucks"