College Boy And Me

By: Gene Hemings
(© 2011 by the author)
Editor: Ken King

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This is a true story.

On my way home one day, I decided to stop in at the local gay bath house in Orlando. This day was an unusually busy day with lots of nice hunks to ogle for an older guy in his sixties guy like me. Sometimes you get to dreaming about the younger days and how good the sex was, and it can actually satisfy you! Of course, you still always hope to meet a really great looking guy, yet you realize your glory days are just about over at this age. Who wants an old guy for sex anymore?

The guys I usually hooked up with were over thirty and sometimes chubby as well. Still, I always try to play safe. If a guy doesn't make you feel good by his demeanor, or if he looks unsafe, move on!

After registering and getting my locker and towel, I undressed my five foot ten, 185-pound body and headed for the showers.

While I was in the open view showers, trying to look and feel squeaky clean,  I spotted a young college boy checking me over. I was thrilled he was looking at me with that "wanting you" look in his eyes. He surprised me even more when he struck up a conversation with me. As I toweled off, he told me he was enrolled in a local college. We both moved away from the shower area so we could talk further.

As we talked, I thought it odd he kept getting closer, and then he started calling me 'Daddy.' At first I thought it was kind of goofy, him calling me that. This had never happened to me before, but afterward I heard a lot of young boys like older men to play 'Daddy' with them.

This time it was my treat. How could I resist such temptations from a handsome looking, skinny young man? He told me he was 23 years old, yet he looked even younger to an old fart like me!

He said he had a room that we could go to if I was interested. Now, why would an old guy like myself turn down such an offer? As we walked down the hallway to his room, he said to me, "I need a good ass whipping and butt fucking!" That kind of startled me. I was not expecting such a comment.

I really like to fuck a guy's ass; it feels so much better than pussy.  But to beat his ass was not what I was thinking about with this boy. I had never done anything kinky like he was asking, but I was willing to give it a try if it meant our sex would be better.
As we entered his room he wasted no time in pulling off his towel and relaxing on his stomach in the middle of the bed. He invited me to see what I was going to get. As he watched me remove my towel he said he also liked what I was sporting. By now it had grown to a modest 6-inch of average girth, shaved and stiff.

He had the nicest, smoothest bubble butt a guy could ever want--not a hair was to be seen anywhere on it. It looked delicious enough to eat.  Too bad I was not into rimming yet! I was still looking forward to my first rimming experience someday. I just had to get up the balls to try it. Maybe this time I will give it a try, I thought. His butt was sure tempting to me the more I looked at it!

He said, "I want to be spanked hard, and as hard as you can deliver, Are you into this?" 

I replied, "I have never done that kind of thing before, but I will try!" I told him, "I will try to spank you as hard as I can if that is going to make our sex together better!"  I could see in his pleading eyes he wanted this badly.

I thought to myself, why in the hell did I talk to this boy? I should have just said hello, and left it at that. But NO, once again the only head working was that little one between my legs! I couldn't back out now. Besides, he was too damn good looking to just leave this hunk and walk away. No, I had to get my rocks off with this beauty, as he might be my last young man I'd ever get!

I asked, "Do you want me to use just my hands?"

To which he replied, "Yes, and the harder the better!" How was I to know he was this kinky when we met? But I can learn fast when I need to!

I slapped his butt with my one hand until it hurt my hand and fingers more than his ass, but he kept saying to me, "Harder, Daddy, please? Do it HARDER!" 

I was certain that the other rooms could hear us easily, but no one said a word. I was also sure the proprietor was going to be coming through the door any minute, and I would be arrested for assault.

I had never heard rough sex before with my own ears, but I guess the others in the adjoining area knew what we were doing and understood.  It seemed I was satisfying his fetish after all, but I never want to do that again to anyone, no matter if they beg.

The young man did say he was enjoying my pounding his butt as he looked up into my eyes every so often. I guess he was trying to see if I was enjoying this butt whipping I was giving him, but I was not.

I could see he was wincing in pain, but enjoying it nevertheless. I know for sure I could not have taken it like I was giving it. By then his bubble butt ass was glowing as red as Rudolph's nose and looking very sore. He must have enjoyed his real Daddy pounding his ass when he was a bad youngster. It's gotta trip yer trigger!

I had to stop pounding his butt for a while. My fingers and hand were stinging and hurting as bad as his butt looked. I just did not enjoy inflicting pain on this boy's ass. Still, as they say, "Whatever floats your boat!" 

As we took a break from my pounding his butt, we started kissing, hugging, and rubbing each other, side by side on the bed. His butt needed to cool off a little, and stop the hurt I just knew was there.

As for me, I was in ecstasy just being with this handsome boy. After some hugging and kissing, we switched to me laying on top of his back, rubbing my cock in his still red hot butt crack.

Then I started to kiss his beautiful turned up face as I pretended fucking his butt. He was getting me really hot and horny.  The feelings were so good on my cock that I was thinking of fucking his ass right then, but I wanted this to last a long time. When would I get another chance with a young man who was so good looking?

He naturally let me take complete control of everything after his 'ass whooping.' I turned him back over to lick and suck on his nipples, and the feelings were so sexy to me. I worked my way up and around his neck and arms and--guided by his groans and moans--I started licking and kissing under his arms and all down his sides. I continued down on to his stomach and navel where I tongued it so long until he eventually said it hurt.

He was so smooth and firm which I liked immensely.  Oh, to be young like that again! His hot moans made me so horny that I could not wait any longer.

I started nibbling and softly biting his nice 6-inch shaved cut cock. He liked my nibbling on his dick. It took all my will power not to go straight for deep throating it, but instead I slowly licked and suck up and down the sides of his cock. I went further around his balls, sucking each one into my mouth and washing it like it was dirty. Then I moved slowly back up to the tip of his cock, where I kissed, nibbled, and then licked and flicked my tongue on his juicy cockhead with all that wet and juicy treat of pre-cum that he so readily offered me. Pre-cum tastes so good that I always wish it was even more plentiful.

I took his gorgeous cock into my mouth and slowly sank it in deeper and deeper, up and down, until I eventually managed to get it all the way down the into back of my throat.  I seldom can do that to a cock, yet this one I could. It must have been because I was extra horny!

He grunted, bucked wildly up and down and cried out, "Fuck me, Daddy; fuck me please! Now, Daddy, please!" But I had to hold out longer, so I delayed giving in to his request.

Side note: Have you ever wondered where all those 8- and 10-inch cocks are out there? I have, and the majority are less than 7 inches!  I'm a realist, not some dreamer that can't read a ruler!  Of course there really are real long and real fat dicks, but the normal is 6 inches or less.

Instead, I put him on his back, pushed up his legs, and started to lick and nibble his balls. They tasted so sweet and delicious. I loved sucking his balls because they tasted and felt so good in my mouth, not too big, but simply perfect in size.

As I looked at his puckered up rosebud hole, my first thought was to go ahead and rim this beautiful boy! Still, I could somehow not will myself to lick it!  I was not yet into rimming, although I was clearly thinking about it as his beautiful rosebud looked so good. It almost seemed to call out for me to go ahead and do it,  but even though I knew I wanted to taste it, yet I was still reluctant to try it. 

He suddenly said, "I want to taste your cock again!" I could not deny him, so we moved around so that we were in a 69 position. The two of us sent the sparks flying for quite some time again in that position. I then started squeezing and slipping one of my fingers in and out of his butt, and I nibbled his cock for all that juicy sweet pre-cum he was dribbling out onto my lips and tongue. He started to wriggle his butt as I got more fingers inside him. The moaning could be heard in the adjacent rooms, I was sure. It was obvious he was turned on by me, this 61-year old man he kept calling 'Daddy.'

I loved that he called me Daddy too, and I wished he really was one of my adopted sons. We could be suckin' n fuckin' whenever we had a chance to be together.

He was an excellent dick sucker, and my cock felt ready to cum at almost any moment. I had to hold back because I wanted to come in his ass, fucking his nice, skinny, smooth body. 

We switched around into another position, and I started massaging and licking his back, legs, and butt, slowly and then faster and harder until his butt finally became too tempting for me to resist.  I started biting gently on his butt, and those nibbles brought yet more groaning and moaning from him. The more and harder I bit, the more he moaned. I started to smack him on the butt again, softly at first and then a bit harder, depending on his moans and groans.

I kept on swapping between kissing his butt and biting it and smacking him more and more. He groaned, moans, and said, "Don't stop, Daddy! Don't stop!" I was so horny by then, when he finally said in a voice like a real young boy, "You can fuck me now if you want to, Daddy," I nearly came.

I jumped to it. I was so horny myself I was almost desperate to cum and he said he wanted to cum with me. Finally, neither of us could hold out any longer.

I turned him over on his stomach, lubed his sweet pink rosebud hole, and put a rubber on my dick. I slowly rubbed my cock head up and down his crack. And then, ever so slowly, I started to push into his tight pink little rosebud hole. It looked so good, and again I considered rimming it first, but once more chickened out.

I at last edged my way in and moved from side to side until I was at last all the way in. I stopped and held my dick still so he could get used to the feel of it in his ass. Then I started to move all the way in and out of this best piece of ass I had had in quite some time. As I rode his butt I thought about what a beautiful young tight butt he had, and such a handsome face and body as well. I was full of lust for this young boy, or actually young man, and wanted to give the two of us the best orgasms we had ever had. I got closer and closer, almost on the brink of bursting my nuts but I did not want to cum just yet. I slowed down and turned him back onto his back so I could hug and kiss him some more, but never removed my dick from his ass as we turned him over. I held out until it became too much, and we just had to reach a cumming climax! 

It felt so good pushing my dick in and out from the head of my dick to its base. I especially like to lay on a guys back and pound his ass as hard as I can, faster and faster until I can't hold back any longer! So I once again turned him onto his stomach. I then knew the time was here to dump my load in that beautiful boy's butt.

Finally, I told him my climax was here. I must have cum an unusually large amount as it dripped out like milk from the rubber. I could tell he really did like it as much as I did, as he said he was cumming on his stomach and the bed sheets, as I was simultaneously unloading in his ass. That's how sex is supposed to satisfy all of us!

I was sated beyond my wildest expectations. Thank goodness he enjoyed it as much as I did. I wanted to stay for hours with this beautiful young man, but, alas, it soon became time to go home. Also, one or two orgasms a day is about all I can do now. I couldn't tell my new "son" his "Daddy" was tired and needed to recover, but old age does that to us. 

I hope that someday I get to meet him again, or another youngster just like him!

Posted: 10/21/11