Chapter 2 — First meeting
I got to the coffee house about 15 minutes early and grabbed a table outside, figured I could see who drove up with a 49er’s hat and if I did not feel comfortable, I could get the hell out of there. He showed up right on time at 9:30, Duke45 was an older male in half-decent shape, a good 5 inches taller than me, did not look weird, just the everyday average looking male.
He must have sensed who I was because he came right up to me and said “Hi you here to meet me?”
“Yeah”
He smiled, “Wait here while I get a coffee.” My heart was pounding, breath quickened, and all I could think about was should I just leave.
When he returned after a little awkwardness, we were soon talking about sports, hobbies and other various male-driven interests. My earlier nervousness had completely dissipated as we discovered just how many different interests and passions we shared.
He talked about his sex life, how his wife lets him explore with others up to a point.
As he spoke, I saw him shift his underwear through his shorts. I noticed the outline of his cock, hell it was hard to miss.
“And what about you?” He asked me now.
I blushed a little as he caught me looking down at his shorts.
“What about me?” My heart started beating faster as I repeated his question with a perplexed look. I told him how my ex-wife cuckolded me throughout our marriage and how I did nothing about it.
“Did you do nothing about it because you liked it, did it turn you on knowing another man was fucking your wife, cumming in her, did you ever fuck her when she came home?”
“No, I did not like any of that, I hated it!”
“OK, then what’s your biggest fantasy?” He asked, watching me as he sipped his coffee.
I stared at him, “Ummm…hmmm…” trying to figure out what to say.
He was not going to wait “Do you fantasize about playing with guys?” He looked right at me and I saw his hand come over to the front of his shorts to rub the outline of his cock.
I could not believe he had just asked me that and then grabbed his cock so blatantly. I could not believe that I did not know what to say to him. My heart was thumping like hail on a metal sheet roof.
“I… I’ve never…ummm,” those were the only mangled words I could get out of my mouth. Was he trying something here or was he just making conversation? Suddenly I was stricken dumb with the most exciting fear.
He watched me struggling with my thoughts, “Why don’t we head to my house and have some fun, I live right around the corner.”
I looked around for a second and said “sure.”
“Which vehicle is yours?”
I pointed to my little blue ford ranger truck.
“Great follow me.”
Next thing I knew I was sitting in my truck parked in front of his very nice two-story house. The front yard had desert landscaping and the front door had a big arch. He parked in front of his garage and we entered through his front door.
In his living room, I could see a nice pool in his backyard, he put his keys down and said, “Why don’t you take your clothes off while I get us a couple bottles of water, in case we get thirsty.”
I stood for a second unsure of myself, and then stepped out of my loafers, pulled off my tee shirt, then my shorts and finally my underwear, throwing them on a chair by the door.
I have to say standing naked in a stranger’s house was one of the weirdest things I had ever done.
He came back still dressed and handed me a bottle of water. He just stared at me for a second then said, “Wow look at that fucking shaved little dick, let’s head upstairs to the bedroom.” I still could not believe I was naked with another man.
He pointed to the stairs and said “after you”. I could feel him staring at my naked ass, which for some reason got me excited because by the time I reached the top I was as hard as I have ever been.
“Second door on the left”, I entered his bedroom to see a big king-sized bed and two plush chairs with a little table in between, “fuck your dripping pre-cum already, have a seat in one of the chairs”. I sat down, and then with a smile, he started to undress. Off came the shoes, then the shirt and shorts, when he stepped out of his underwear I was shocked at the size of his cock. It was long, thick, and veiny. It was a man’s cock; I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.
When I looked up at his face he had a slight smile, “you like?” I nodded but could not get any words out. I looked down as he started to stroke his cock, “Play with yourself”, he was not really asking but telling me to. I started stroking while he removed the little table and sat across from me. “Spread your legs and slouch down a little”, again not really asking but telling me too.
“Spread your legs wider, fuck look at those nice smooth balls, that smooth dick, fuck”! I could see real lust in his eyes as he spoke.
I was so excited I had to watch out so I did not cum too fast.
I watched him stroke up and down that large cock of his with one hand, and reached down and cup his big hairy balls with the other. Fuck, I had to stop stroking.
When I looked up at his face, he again had that smile, I could sense that he knew I was going to cum if I hadn’t stopped.
We sat across from each other for about 10 minutes just watching and stroking. Being slouched in the chair, I had a very large pool of pre-cum on my lower stomach. I reach down dipping my finger in it.
“Lick it.”
I thought my heart was pounding before. Fuck. Now it was downright racing!
I did as he asked.
“Lick some more”
I did.
“Keep going”
And I did.
As I was doing this, he started breathing heavy “oh fuck yeah, fuck here I cum” I watched as he shot rope after rope of cum onto his chest, fuck this guy could cum. I grabbed my cock and two to three strokes later I was shooting cum all over myself. Fuck that was one of the best organisms I’d had in a while!
He reached down and grabbed a couple hand towels he had on the floor, tossing one to me and using the other to clean himself up. I cleaned up and headed down stairs, as I got dressed, he stood naked watching me.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked
“Yeah, I gotta get going” and I left, getting in my truck and heading home.
Chapter 3 — Second Meeting
When I got home, I quickly jumped in the shower. All I could think about was why, why had I done that. Fuck I was not attracted to him, he was an older man, but that cock, it excited me, was I gay?
I was a nervous wreck all day. I did not log into the chat room that night, afraid I would have to talk to Duke45, as I laid in bed all I could think about was his cock, I fell asleep thinking of his cock and even dreamed about his cock!
The next morning as I took my shower I kept thinking of his cock and started to masturbate, I stopped before I came. I lathered up my cock and balls, grabbed my razor and started shaving my pubic area. I kept thinking how he like looking at my smooth cock and balls. Fuck why am I thinking of him, was I doing this for him?
I didn’t log into the chat room the next few nights, but every time I masturbated, I would think of that cock, finally I got naked and decided to log into the chat room. I did not see Duke45 logged on, was I disappointed or relieved? I did not really partake in any of the conversations just kept waiting to see him log on, but he never did that night.