I will tell you a picayune about myself. I am 60 something yr old and get hitched with. My wife has health check military issue that make sex painful for her. So I have not had sex for over two age. If it were n't for Rosey and her sis I would have a major grammatical case of dismal balls.

I am admittedly bisexual from boyhood. I had some experience with another male person but zip I am going into detail about here. I have never lost my excitement over watching male porn or reading bisexual stories. My wife has made it very clean that she does n't like my sexual illusion of having a male meeting again. But the need to be with another man is like an scabies I ca n't reach. So I started chatting with people with like urges and found our electronic home away from rest home, here.

We had been texting for several weeks. The gentleman in question and I had like backgrounds. Hard-working crime syndicate men. Large kinsperson with strong tie-up and strong sex crusade as well as an open-minded thought about who we had sex with we are both bisexual person. We talked about everything. various sexual married person, various berth we had sex, and all the sundry topics that those subject encompass.

It was early fall when we finally decided to go all the way. I am on handicap due to a fall last winter and Ray worked third shift for a local company. So explaining to our wives that we would be gone for a day or two was not promising to be a unproblematic task. But we put our pass together and meander a story that made sense.

We met early on a Fri afternoon an hour away from our homes. We wanted to be sure no one would make out either of us. It was probably more our paranoia than anything else but why take opportunity ? He had booked a small motel room in a nonde*********** office of a neighboring town. He texted me the entropy and with sweaty medal, I drove there as quickly as was safe. Like a young boy with his dad 's playboy, I was excited and neural.

I pulled behind the motel and walked to the fate room. I wrapped on the tan door and waited. The doorway opened and a man my height with Strategic Arms Limitation Talks and peppercorn tomentum offered me his hired man. `` I 'm Ray. '' He did n't need to innovate himself. We had exchanged film but I was gladiolus he did nonetheless.

We sat in the room and drank a dyad of cold drinks. I needed to make up my spunk and I hoped Ray felt the Sami. He lay on the bed and asked, `` are we going to get this display on the road ? '' His nonchalant demeanor both excited me. I lay on the bed next to him and opened his pant. I moved his clothes down and fished out his flaccid cock. I looked at his tool before lifting it in my mitt. Licking the tip then I laid it so I could nibble my way down to his wax sack.

I rolled his orchis around with my lips and tongue. By the meter I got back to his putz head he was tough. I sucked his question as deeply in my oral fissure as I could. Working my clenched fist up and down the ray until his moan told me he was ready.

I dropped my clothes in a piling on the floor and laying on the bed. I pulled my legs up and back until my knees were nearly to my pectus. Ray took lubricant and coated my hole inside and out. I was moaning the whole time as he probed me.

He ran his tool up and down my crack before working his prick into me. I groaned as he pushed abstruse until his orchis slapped my ass. He pulled back and rammed into me over and over as our excitement grew higher. His upper increased until we were both panting as he used my ass for his joy and mine. The illuminate juices leaking from my cock painted a shiny topographic point in his pubic hair as he squished my cock between us.

We groaned as we slammed together. I put my infantry on the bed and raised up so he could get deeper inside me. I felt my ass stretching as his pecker got harder and ready to fill me with his fluids. He shoved in and freeze as his cock exploded inside me. His hammering my prostate made me shoot all over my tum as his cock slowly shrank in my hole.

I dozed off for an hr or so. I lay with my eyes closed while Ray sucked and licked my balls and pecker. I rolled on my side and slowly stroked him hard before returning his blowjob with one of my own. I have found I can hold off foresightful when I am concentrating on giving someone else pleasure. Ray 's prick is twice my length but mine is thicker. So each cock has its virtue. Who could have known two old married men were in the middle blowing each early in a no-name motel on a quiet gage street in mid-Michigan ?

Ray got on his hands and knees and I entered him from behind. I grabbed his hips and slowly worked my prick in and out until we were both moaning again. I felt Ray 's calloused hand cupped my discharge as I stepped up my gait. I rammed him in erratic volley as I neared expiration. Ray pushed back taking all my cock and squeezing his sphincter to increase the clash on my cock. I gave Ray all my juice as he came as well. Spraying his succus on the crummy motel comforter.

We showered together, jacking each other off one Thomas More time before dressing and going our differentiate ways.

I read somewhere that Greek writers were quoted as saying men had sex with women for procreation. And that men had sex with men for vestal pleasure. You will get no argument from me. I enjoy my wife or did until she refused my advancement. But persona of me will always need another man inside me. So Ray and I had plans for another meeting .