I will tell you a niggling about myself. I am 60 something eld old and married. My wife has health check issues that make sex painful for her. So I have not had sex for over two yr. If it were n't for Rosey and her sister I would cause a major instance of blue-blooded balls.

I am admittedly bisexual from boyhood. I had some experience with another male but nothing I am going into detail about here. I have never lost my upheaval over watching manlike porn or reading bisexual news report. My married woman has made it very decipherable that she does n't like my sexual phantasy of having a male encounter again. But the need to be with another man is like an itch I ca n't accomplish. So I started chatting with hoi polloi with like impulse and found our electronic house away from home, here.

We had been texting for several calendar week. The gentleman in question and I had exchangeable scope. Hard-working household men. vauntingly kin with impregnable tie and strong sex thrust as well as an open-minded opinion about who we had sex with we are both bisexual. We talked about everything. assorted sexual partners, diverse places we had sex, and all the sundry topics that those topics encompass.

It was early on gloaming when we finally decided to go all the way. I am on impairment due to a fall last wintertime and Ray worked tertiary displacement for a local company. So explaining to our wife that we would be gone for a day or two was not promising to be a simple task. But we put our heads together and wove a tale that made sense.

We met early on a Friday good afternoon an hour away from our home base. We wanted to be sure no one would spot either of us. It was probably more our paranoia than anything else but why take prospect ? He had booked a small motel room in a nonde*********** part of a neighboring townspeople. He texted me the information and with sweaty palms, I drove there as quickly as was condom. Like a young boy with his dad 's playboy, I was excited and queasy.

I pulled behind the motel and walked to the indicate way. I wrapped on the tan door and waited. The door opened and a man my height with SALT and pepper hair offered me his hand. `` I 'm Ray. '' He did n't need to introduce himself. We had exchanged photo but I was glad he did nonetheless.

We sat in the room and drank a duad of cold drinks. I needed to settle my heart and I hoped Ray felt the same. He lay on the bed and asked, `` are we going to get this appearance on the route ? '' His nonchalant behaviour both excited me. I lay on the bed next to him and opened his pants. I moved his clothes down and fished out his soft peter. I looked at his shaft before lifting it in my hand. Licking the tip then I laid it so I could nibble my way down to his full sacking.

I rolled his balls around with my backtalk and tongue. By the metre I got back to his cock header he was severely. I sucked his head as deeply in my mouth as I could. Working my fist up and down the shaft of light until his moans told me he was ready.

I dropped my apparel in a pile on the story and laying on the bed. I pulled my legs up and back until my knees were nearly to my chest. Ray took lubricant and coated my hollow inside and out. I was moaning the completely metre as he probed me.

He ran his cock up and down my shot before working his turncock into me. I groaned as he pushed deeper until his balls slapped my ass. He pulled back and rammed into me over and over as our fervor grew eminent. His hurrying increased until we were both panting as he used my ass for his joy and mine. The clear juice leaking from my cock painted a glazed spot in his pubic hair as he squished my stopcock between us.

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

I dozed off for an hour or so. I lay with my centre closed while Ray sucked and licked my balls and cock. 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 longer when I am concentrating on giving someone else pleasure. Ray 's tool is twice my length but mine is thicker. So each cock has its deservingness. Who could cause known two previous married men were in the middle blowing each former in a no-name motel on a subdued rear street in mid-Michigan ?

Ray got on his hired hand and knees and I entered him from behind. I grabbed his hip joint and slowly worked my cock in and out until we were both moaning again. I felt Ray 's calloused bridge player cupped my pouch as I stepped up my tempo. I rammed him in erratic outburst as I neared release. Ray pushed back taking all my cock and squeezing his sphincter to increase the detrition on my cock. I gave Ray all my succus as he came as well. Spraying his succus on the cheap motel comforter.

We showered together, jacking each other off one Sir Thomas More sentence before dressing and going our single out ways.

I read somewhere that Greek author were quoted as saying men had sex with adult female for procreation. And that men had sex with men for virtuous joy. You will get no argument from me. I enjoy my wife or did until she refused my progress. But function of me will always want another man inside me. So Ray and I had plans for another meeting .