I will tell you a little about myself. I am 60 something years old and matrimonial. My wife has aesculapian matter that make sex painful for her. So I have not had sex for over two years. If it were n't for Rosey and her sis I would cause a major case of blue balls.

I am admittedly bisexual person from boyhood. I had some experience with another Male but zero I am going into detail about here. I have never lost my excitement over watching male smut or reading bisexual person stories. My wife has made it very pull in that she does n't like my sexual fantasy of having a male encounter again. But the need to be with another man is like an itch I ca n't strain. So I started chatting with citizenry with same urges and found our electronic home away from home, here.

We had been texting for various calendar week. The gentleman in interrogative and I had similar backgrounds. Hard-working crime syndicate men. Large mob with substantial ties and hard sex drives as well as an open-minded sentiment about who we had sex with we are both bisexual. We talked about everything. Various sexual partners, several stead we had sex, and all the miscellaneous matter that those theme encompass.

It was other fall when we finally decided to go all the way. I am on handicap due to a twilight last winter and Ray worked third fault for a local society. So explaining to our wives that we would be gone for a day or two was not promising to be a simple task. But we put our point together and wove a tale that made sense.

We met early on a Friday afternoon an hour away from our homes. We wanted to be sure no one would distinguish either of us. It was probably more our paranoia than anything else but why read chances ? He had booked a pocket-size motel room in a nonde*********** role of a adjacent townspeople. He texted me the information and with sweaty medallion, I drove there as quickly as was secure. Like a young boy with his dad 's Corinthian, I was excited and nervous.

I pulled behind the motel and walked to the destine room. I wrapped on the tan door and waited. The door opened and a man my tallness with salt and pepper fuzz offered me his hand. `` I 'm Ray. '' He did n't need to introduce himself. We had exchanged flick but I was glad he did nonetheless.

We sat in the room and drank a couplet of cold drinks. I needed to ensconce my nervus and I hoped Ray felt the Lapplander. He lay on the bed and asked, `` are we going to get this show on the route ? '' His nonchalant demeanour both excited me. I lay on the bed future to him and opened his pants. I moved his wearing apparel down and fished out his soft dick. I looked at his tool before lifting it in my script. Licking the tip then I laid it so I could nibble my way down to his full phase of the moon dismissal.

I rolled his balls around with my lips and clapper. By the metre I got back to his cock head word he was hard. I sucked his straits as deeply in my lip as I could. Working my fist up and down the shot until his moans told me he was ready.

I dropped my wearing apparel in a pile on the floor and laying on the bed. I pulled my legs up and back until my knees were nearly to my chest. Ray took lubricating substance and coated my hole inside and out. I was moaning the whole time as he probed me.

He ran his cock up and down my crack before working his shaft into me. I groaned as he pushed cryptic until his testis slapped my ass. He pulled back and rammed into me over and over as our excitement grew high-pitched. His speed increased until we were both panting as he used my ass for his joy and mine. The exonerated juices leaking from my cock painted a glazed spot in his pubic fuzz as he squished my prick between us.

We groaned as we slammed together. I put my feet on the bed and raised up so he could get deeper inside me. I felt my ass stretching as his cock got harder and ready to sate me with his fluids. He shoved in and froze as his cock exploded inside me. His hammering my prostate gland made me charge all over my venter as his peter slowly shrank in my hole.

I dozed off for an hour or so. I lay with my heart closed while Ray sucked and licked my glob and tool. I rolled on my side and slowly stroked him hard before returning his blowjob with one of my own. I have found I can keep back off longer when I am concentrating on giving someone else pleasure. Ray 's putz is twice my duration but mine is thicker. So each hammer has its merits. Who could have known two older married men were in the middle blowing each other in a no-name motel on a quiet binding street in mid-Michigan ?

Ray got on his paw and knee joint and I entered him from behind. I grabbed his hips and slowly worked my dick in and out until we were both moaning again. I felt Ray 's calloused script cupped my firing as I stepped up my rate. I rammed him in erratic salvo as I neared passing. Ray pushed back taking all my rooster and squeezing his sphincter to increase the friction on my cock. I gave Ray all my juices as he came as well. Spraying his juice on the cheap motel comforter.

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

I read somewhere that Hellenic writers were quoted as saying men had sex with woman for reproduction. And that men had sex with men for arrant pleasance. You will get no statement from me. I enjoy my wife or did until she refused my advances. But part of me will always want another man inside me. So Ray and I had plans for another get together .