I am a 50 year old bi guy. I am married but, due to a number of reasons, my wife and I haven’t had sex in eight years. She makes trips to visit a couple of friends several times a year, and is usually is gone for a month or more each time. She won’t admit it, but I discreetly got proof that she is getting her fair share of sex while out of town with a young guy with a cock a lot bigger than mine (I am only 5.5, cut).
I discovered I was bi in my late 20’s. Usually it was some guy giving me a hand or blow job in an adult bookstore. I was almost 40 before I ever sucked a cock, and a few years later before I was fucked for the first time. For the past 8 years with no sex at home, my interest in gay sex has increased to the point I would rather have sex with a guy than a woman. I have a busy job and work a lot of hours, so, with no time for all the game-playing needed to seduce a woman, I turned to the always available quick anonymous gay encounters. Never one to turn down a helping hand or a hot mouth, I found I really enjoy sucking others as well. I have only had a cock up my ass, but that guy fucked me a dozen times, and I love it. The guy, however, always wore a condom. Although I fully understand the need for safe sex, I always fantasized about a nice stiff cock shooting a full load deep into my insides.
Well, my wife had gone on one of her trips which was supposed to be for a week and a half, but was quickly approaching six weeks. I was in a bottoming mood, and had visited a few adult bookstores over the last few weeks but all I found were guys wanting to suck me off. My ass itched and during my daily beat off sessions, I fantasized about a guy filling me with his cream, so, with the weekend coming, I decided to try and satisfy the itch.
I had visited a bathhouse a few times since my early bi days. I hadn’t played then, just walked around and checked it out. I decided now that I was more active, I would give it another try. Saturday afternoon I took the time to touch up the shave job on my ass, balls and around my cock. I also took some extra effort to be sure my ass was squeaky clean. Better to be safe than sorry. I grabbed a tube of lube, a fresh brown bottle, condoms, and some rubber bands. I use the wide fat rubber bands like a cock ring. They provide a lot more flexibility for tightness than a metal ring or the leather straps with snaps.
I stopped for dinner and a couple of drinks on my way to the baths. The drinks relaxed me a bit as I was nervous about what to expect. Upon arriving I rented a room in the bath and made a few preparations. The room was basic with a single bed with a pillow, a small table next to the bed and a locker to put your clothes in. A small wastepaper basket sat against the wall. It contained a few paper towels and a number of used condoms. A TV in the room was on with some hot gay porn playing. I quickly stripped and put my clothes in the locker. I set the tube of lube and a single condom on the table next to the bed and slid my brown bottle under the pillow, placed a couple of rubber bands on the bed for use later, then wrapped my towel around my waist and headed out to check-out the place.
I walked around the halls a little then headed to the sauna and steam room. A number of guys were involved in hand jobs and blow jobs in the sauna and steam room, but I just watched. My cock was hard as a rock and I didn’t want to play too early and risk getting off before I found a top. After a nice refreshing shower, I wandered the halls a little more so that everyone there could see me. Finally I headed back to my own room. I shut the door halfway before dropping my towel, quickly lubed my hole, slipped a couple of rubber bands around my hard cock and balls, then laid down on my belly on the bed, my legs and ass facing the door. I positioned the tube of lube next to my ass so anyone peeking in would have no doubt what I was looking for.
I didn’t have long to wait. After about ten minutes a nice looking guy came in and shut the door. I looked back at him just as he dropped his towel, freeing a 7 ½” uncut cock with a nice set of hanging balls. I smiled as I rolled onto my side and he approached the head of the bed. His cock was just level with my mouth and he thrust his pelvis forward indicating he wanted me to suck him. I opened my mouth wide taking him fully into my mouth as my hands began massaging his balls. His cock quickly grew as I rolled my tongue around the head and teased his piss hole. As I sucked him, he began rubbing my chest and playing with my nipples until they were rock hard, then lowered his hand to begin stroking my own hard cock. I let his cock slip from my mouth and began licking from base to tip as I asked him what his health status was and grabbing my brown bottle and taking a couple of hits. He never answered me, but took a firm grip on my cock so he could sense my response, and shoved his cock deep into my throat. I knew at that moment that he was POZ. I looked into his eyes as I licked his cock and he asked me if I would take it bareback. I answered “If I get excited enough.” He must have liked the answer as I felt his cock grow stiffer. As I took him back into my mouth he continued to play with my cock as his other hand begin massaging my back, slowly working lower. When his fingers reached the top of my crack he began playing with the lube that had worked it’s way up. He played with the top of my crack a little before I felt his fingers go lower, searching for the entrance to my hole. I continued sucking his cock in earnest as I felt him slip first one, then two fingers into my well-lubed ass. My hole opened under his touch, inviting them inside.
Suddenly he pulled his fingers from my ass and stepped back, pulling his cock from my mouth. As I felt a sense of loss, I looked into his eyes as he said “Get on your back. I want your ass.” I rolled onto my back and began stroking my cock as I saw him grab the condom from the table and open the foil package and slip the condom out. I lay there with my legs spread, stroking myself and playing with my balls as he moved to the foot of the bed. He stood there watching me and began stroking his own cock still wet from my mouth. He held the condom between the thumb and finger of his one hand in front of his chest as he slowly stroked his cock with the other. Everything seemed in slow motion. My eyes were locked on his. I felt him trying to peer deep inside my soul. His eyes sought to find my deepest desires. As we stared at each other, he asked “How excited are you?” I could not answer. I was in a trance. Slowly my eyes drifted downwards, first to the condom held in front of his chest and then to his beautiful cock being slowly stroked. My eyes fixed on his cock as I released my own and reached for the brown bottle and shoved it up my nose inhaling deeply. I quickly took long deep breaths, breathing nothing but poppers as I felt the warmth and the rush begin. My eyes then looked up to his again, opening wide, letting him see deep inside. My gaze then dropped to the condom. I looked at it but a second before I turned my head slightly but noticeably, letting my eyes trace a line from the condom to the waste basket.
My eyes quickly returned to his as I watched a big smile fill his face. He let go of his cock, bringing his hand up to grasp the protruding reservoir of the condom. Slowly he began pulling it as the condom unrolled, until it was just a dangling useless piece of latex. As he began kneeling on the bed, he flicked his wrist sending the condom to join the others in the waste basket. He grasped my legs raising them up so he had full access to my opening. I relaxed my muscles as I felt him begin to push at my entrance and I knew I was about to experience being filled by my first POZ load.
