Karina – The Encounter: No. 02 by Summer924
Explore the thrilling depths of desire in 'Karina - The Encounter: No. 02' - a captivating gay erotic sex story that ignites passion and adventure. Join Karina on this sensual journey filled with exquisite encounters and steamy romance. Dive in for an unforgettable experience!<br/>
I slowly made my way home; my thoughts totally focused on what had just occurred in a small, dimly-lit room: my first sexual encounter with an older man forty years my senior.
A plethora of mixed feelings and emotions engulfed me as I relived every moment, every move, every touch.
After enduring weeks of subtle flirtations through suggestive looks, words and actions, he had finally decided to make his move on me.
I lay awake most of the night; my mind set in playback mode. Images flashed before my eyes, in vivid detail, of everything that happened between us in that cold, dark basement below the long, white building and its unsuspecting residents.
The risk of being caught only seemed to heighten the tension and add to the excitement of a highly, sexually-charged atmosphere created by our intense, erotic encounter.
Following that first encounter, our relationship grew as we became more sexually drawn to each other and discretion was a must.
Living in a small, very conservative town where everybody knew every one, discretion was the name of the game.
We could only meet at work, during normal working hours, in various secluded areas around the cluster of buildings of different shapes and sizes that resembled an Abbey in its layout and structure.
From his perspective, my lack of resistance, and most importantly, my seemingly positive response to our first encounter in the basement, was exactly what he had hoped for and this emboldened him even more.
He was ecstatic and he eagerly looked forward to the next meeting.
As I had anticipated, the second encounter took place exactly two weeks later in a different building, a single-storey structure that stood separately from the main group of buildings. Inside were storage rooms.
It seemed like the ideal place for what he had in mind. There was less human traffic here, especially on a Friday afternoon; workers were anxious to finish their work shifts and head home for the weekend.
The building was empty as he locked the main entrance door from the inside. He chose a room without windows and we entered inside. As soon as the door closed behind us, he came at me with much more force and passion than I had expected.
Mentally, I had prepared myself for this moment and because we were in a more private setting, I was more relaxed and less nervous.
Facing each other, our eyes made contact as he moved closer towards me until our bodies touched. It was again a fully-clothed session but I could sense something more intimate was going to happen from the way he acted and looked at me.
Staring at each other, his huge six-foot-two frame towering above me, he leaned his head downward while I, instinctively, lifted my face upwards to meet his. I turned my head slightly to my right and a chill went down my spine as his lips lightly touched the exposed skin of my neck.
I could feel his hot breath bouncing off my flesh as he began kissing my neck. His moist, warm lips moved to the other side of my neck as I tilted my head back even more to accommodate him. I had never been kissed in this manner by another man before and it felt so strange but surprisingly exciting at the same time.
i had been kissed before by the opposite sex but this was a different experience with him. His kisses were stronger, more passionate than what I had felt before. I could feel my skin tighten a bit at times as he lightly sucked my neck, sometimes running his tongue along the upper layers of my skin as his lips worked all over my neck. It felt so nice, so good.
I reached upwards and wrapped my arms around his neck as our bodies pressed together, feeling his hardness between my legs.
The atmosphere was so intense and electrifying as he pulled me even closer, grinding and rubbing our bodies against each other in a heated, sexual embrace.
Like our previous encounter, we were fully-clothed but this time he went a bit further.
As he continued to hump me, I felt his right hand slowly inching its way down to my genital area. Once there he began to unzipper my pants. My heart pounding with excitement, I made no attempt to stop him as he reached inside the opening.
It is difficult to describe and put into words the stunningly wonderful sensation I felt at the touch of another man’s hand on my genitals as he began to fondle me.
I quickly became hard as he continued to fondle and stroke my exposed cock. It felt so good, unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
Then he released it and without looking down, I felt him unzipping his pants. A pleasant chill ran down my spine when I felt his throbbing, fully erect manhood rubbing against mine.
This was a totally new experience for me and at my age, I was still a bit shy to look down and watch our cocks pleasuring each other in the classic version of frottage.
Judging from the way his penis felt against mine as his large hand cupped them together, he was big and well-endowed. I already had an idea of its size as it rubbed against my inner thighs in our first meeting.
As enjoyable as this meeting turned out to be, all good things must come to an end and before we knew it, it was time to go.
However, this second encounter brought us even closer. I no longer saw him as my boss. Even though he was much older than me, I felt sexually attracted to him; fifty plus years was not that old anyway. I wanted to satisfy him fully.
He wished we had more time together but we had to very careful and keep our relationship a secret.
He told me how he felt about me and how he had instantly been attracted to me the first time he laid his eyes on me.
I was of mixed blood. My mother was Asian and my dad was Native Indian (Ojibway).
He was Caucasian French but spoke excellent English.
Before we parted ways he asked me if I would be interested in meeting him at his place where we could have complete privacy.
I knew what he had mind.
I smiled at him and I nodded yes.