It began with me sitting in my car after pressing the button at the entrance to the small gated estate where he lived. “Hey”, said the tinny voice from the intercom, then there was a buzz and the gate slowly began to swing open. I felt a distinct stirring in my jeans at the thought of what was to come. After I’d parked and rung the bell, he opened his door wearing a white dressing gown, as he kissed me hello, I sneakily copped a feel through the gap in the towel robe - his penis stiffened satisfyingly in my hand. A few seconds later we were in his room where a clean towel was waiting for me on the bed. I grabbed it and stepped into the bathroom for a quick shower, it was after all a hot day and we both enjoyed a nice clean body to play with. He watched as I showered, I enjoyed being watched and spent more time that was strictly necessary soaping and rinsing my ever-growing erection. I noticed his own hand disappearing into his bathrobe. I finished showing, stepped out and very quickly towelled down, but not much – still mostly dripping wet I approached him, slowly knelt on the bathroom rug in front of him, parted his robe as though opening curtains and was greeted by the cock I’d come to know well pointing straight at me. Slowly and very deliberately, I leaned forward a little, opened wide and took it into my mouth. He’d showered just before I arrived, and he tasted clean and delicious with a hint of salt as his precum oozed onto my tongue. Sucking gently and keeping the tip of his cock right in the centre of my mouth, I reached up and gently massaged his shaft with both hands, easing his foreskin back to expose the full, gloriously smooth head to my tongue, which I used to help ease the foreskin back. A tiny breathy gasp told me that he quite enjoyed the sensation. Once his gland was fully revealed to my very willing mouth, I reached between his legs with one hand to stroke his balls and round his back with my other to stroke his arse crack. After a couple of minutes of enjoyable cock-sucking, he pulled away and said we should head for his bed. I didn’t need to be told twice! His robe and my towel fell to the floor in unison and he led me by my own engorged cock back into the bedroom where he playfully pushed me onto the bed. I just managed to get my hands around his buttocks to pull him forward and guide his cock back into my mouth where I sucked a little harder. This time, I was able to penetrate the buttock cheeks a little further and teased his twitching hole with a fingertip. That made him even more horny and he pushed forward, fucking my mouth - stopping just short of making me gag. Again, after a couple of minutes (actually I have no idea how long it was) he pulled out and told me to lie back. I thought it was my turn to be sucked, but he had other plans and I wasn’t at all disappointed. He knelt at the edge of the bed and lifted my legs up. I tried to pause at a level that would give him the best access to my cock, but he just kept going higher and higher, forcing my legs further apart. Then he adjusted his hold until his hands were supporting my bum, he eased my cheeks apart and buried his face between them, instantly finding my arsehole with his tongue and teasing it mercilessly. My cock grew even more, and I threw my head back on the bed in pleasure at the feel of his tongue probing me. I couldn’t reach any part of him so all I could do was lie there and enjoy it. Lost in the moment, it took me a while to realise that though I couldn’t reach him, I could touch myself which I started to do but he soon stopped, “no that’s my job”. He lowered my legs and turned his attention to my cock. My head was almost fully exposed by now and I was pretty much gushing precum. He took my cock in his hands and stroked very gently at first, but then gripped harder and, very slowly, pulled the foreskin all the way back watching closely and leaning closer. He wanted to see everything, and I was happy to be seen so intimately. He leaned forward and ran the tip of is tongue up the underside of my penis until it reached the crease in the gland. He stopped just before reaching the eye and went back to start again, after several strokes of his tongue, each one drove me wild, he finally teased the hole at the tip of my cock with his tongue. I watched as strings of precum lingered between his tongue and my glossy gland. At last he dipped down and took the whole thing in his mouth. I thought for a second I was going to come! Thankfully I was able to hold it back. Eventually, I eased myself further towards the middle of his bed, pulling away from the lovely things his mouth was doing. “Oh” he said with a grin of mock disappointment! He crawled up into the bed next to me and we spent a few seconds kissing and stroking each other’s cocks before I sat up, turned around so we were head to foot and, both on our sides with cocks and mouths aligned, we started a rather delightful gay 69. Perhaps my favourite position, as we sucked and licked each other, my hands explored his body and his roamed over mine. I started to mirror everything he did to me, he stroked my spine, I stoked his. A hand cupped my balls, I did the same to him. A finger probed between my arse cheeks; I probed his. A finger found my sensitive hole, mine found his. The finger pressed harder, penetrating slightly, mine did too, I opened my legs a little further to give him better access, and there we were, sucking each other’s cocks and fingering each other’s anuses. It was heaven! I don’t know how long we stayed that way but eventually one or other of us had to come up for air, he pulled away and went onto all fours, and looked back at me. He didn’t need to say anything, I knew what he wanted because I wanted it too! I positioned myself behind him and also went onto all fours so that my head was level with his behind. Leaning forward, I gently held onto his buttocks, eased his cheeks apart and leaned in to lick his very inviting arsehole, I ran my tongue up and down, from the back of his scrotum to the base of his spine, flicking slightly when I travelled over his anus. Eventually, I stopped there permanently and pushed my tongue in as far as I could. “Oh man” was all he said. Pushing my tongue in and out, I reached between his legs and slowly wanked his cock in time with my tongue probing. A little while later, he sat up suddenly saying he couldn’t take much more of that without coming. He grabbed my cock and kissed me deeply and then sat back to reach for his bedside drawer. In that moment, which we both used for a brief rest, he was sitting on his heels with his feet tucked under him. I can’t explain why but that position, seeing him in that moment, with his back upright, squatting with his knees in front of him, his legs tucked under his body, his cock standing bolt upright, it was the horniest sight I’d ever seen, or so it seemed. I saw the condom and lube he’d retrieved from the drawer and was focused on his beautiful erection standing tall from that squatting position. I started to lean forward to suck him again, but he said he’d come too soon if I did that, instead he asked for a moment as he reached forward to take my cock in his hands again. As he wanked me gently, I looked again at his cock, still straining towards the ceiling and said, “please, fuck me”. He just smiled and reached for the lube. He squeezed a load of lube into his hand and then started rubbing it onto his cock. Then he squeezed another generous squirt of lube into his hand, lay on his side in front of me, took my cock in his mouth while he reached through my legs to smear the lube between my cheeks. I eased my knees further apart to make it easier. As he rubbed the lubricant in and around my arse, I felt a finger push all the way in. Then two. All I could so was close my eyes and enjoy. “I think you’re ready now”. He manoeuvred around me, lay on his back and guided me to straddle him. I started with my knees level with his – before easing myself into position, I leant forward to give his cock a quick suck, but he reminded me about the thick coating of lube, so I just gave him a quick wank instead! Easing myself forward – I paused briefly and held the tip of his cock against the tip of mine. But not for long – I wanted that cock inside me. Squatting over his penis, I reached behind my back and grabbed his shaft to position it. I often had a bit of trouble finding the right angle of entry but his time he slipped right in until I felt his balls against the top of my arse which was now wonderfully full of hard, erect penis. We’d both forgotten about the condom but as we’re both a bit older and both very careful generally, and we’d been together a few times before – we both decided it was a risk worth taking and a bare cock was a rare treat. I just sat there for a moment, enjoying the sensation of his body inside mine. Then I slowly started rocking my hips back and forth, very slowly at first – enjoying the movement inside me and being in control. His breathing got heavier – he was enjoying the gentle fuck but I could feel him rolling his hips in time with me. As we fucked, his hand started to rub over and around my now very hard cock, there was still a lot of lube over his palm, which he used to enwrap and tease my very wet and very hard gland, but with his other hand he gripped my shaft and pulled the foreskin back even further. We stayed in that straddled position for what seemed like ages - in reality it was probably no more than a few minutes but however long it was, it was amazing. Every time I tightened my own internal grip to prevent myself from coming, it also tightened my anus around his cock which made him push up a little harder into me. This was turning into a truly memorable fuck. I worried that I was being selfish, just sitting on his cock allowing all that pleasure to wash over me, after a while I was bounding up and down, I reached forward to stroke and pinch his nipples, I reached between my legs to feel the base of his cock as it pushed into me and I threw my head back with pleasure, just enjoying being fucked. I suddenly wanted him to come inside me, but he had other ideas. He kinda sat up a bit, gripped my waist and hips, and sort of flipped me onto my back, somehow keeping himself inside me. Vaguely aware of what he was doing, I of course cooperated and helped a bit with the move. Now he was in control, he was supporting himself on his knees and laying between my legs, which he lifted up onto his shoulders. But I wanted more. I grabbed my own knees and pulled my legs wider apart and a little higher – I wanted to give that cock as much access as I could. I was shameless and wanted to be fucked hard. He obliged, pulling almost all the way out and then driving in deep again. Then he changed rhythm completely. He paused and kept perfectly still, gazing down at me. He eased back until the tip of his cock was just outside my arse. Then he rubbed it up and down my crack before pushing it back in, but only just. My own cock now felt as though it was about to explode. His penis just teased my opening, with his head pressing against it, then just in, then out again. I was powerless – well I didn’t really want to do much other than enjoy it but I tried to touch myself, and he batted my hand away, I may have accused him of being mean but I can’t remember exactly what I said, whatever it was I was very happy about the situation and tried to adjust myself to get more of him back in but he just kept teasing me with the tip barely in and then out. Suddenly, without warning – he pushed hard and all the way. I gasped and pushed myself onto him as hard and as deep as I could. I felt that shiver as his hard tip touched against the bundle of nerves that live at the back there. It was fantastic. Suddenly, he was gone. He was heading for the bathroom again. “Hey” I said in a “that’s not fair” kind of way but he just said he’d be back in a second, and he was, with two mini towels, one of which was dripping. He came over, used the wet towel to clean around my arse, then he cleaned himself up before drying us both down with the other towel. Actually, just being washed and dried like that was quite an erotic experience but we weren’t done yet. He threw the towels aside and laid back down. “Turn around” he said – so I did. He guided me so that I was again straddling him again, but this time, facing the other way. He grabbed my hips and guided me down onto his mouth – my arse was still stinging a little, but the contrast was amazing – I’d just had his hard cock in there, now, again, his soft tongue. I leaned forward while he rimmed me and again took his cock into my mouth and sucked greedily. I felt his hands touching everything he could reach, though the most enjoyable part was when he pulled my cheeks even further apart to give his tongue more room to work its magic. I was just on the verge or coming when again he flipped over and made us stop. “I want to try something different” he said. “As long as it ends with both of us coming, soon, I’m happy”. He came up close to me, his cock against mine, his lips against mine. He were both on our knees and face to face, kissing deeply again as his arms reached round and held me tightly, I did the same, I felt his hands slide down and again he fingered my anus, so I did the same to him, we couldn’t really reach for deep penetration but the tease felt lovely. Still kissing me, he eased a bit more space between us and brought a hand round to grasp my cock. I did the same and just like that – kneeling in front of each other, tongues intertwined, we kissed and wanked each other. I think I came a few seconds before him but before long our come mixed and was mashed together between our bodies. I begged him to stop but he kept wanking me, milking every last drop out of me. My orgasm was incredibly intense, and I seemed to keep going for ages, he was never a big comer but he shot quite a load that time. Once we were both sated, he started getting up, but I told him to wait. I held onto his hips and leaned forward for one last suck to clean up the come around his now flagging cock. He’d never liked the taste of come. I teased him sometimes about that being a bit of a downer for a gay guy but there you have it. I did like the taste though, particularly his and that last suck caused him to shoot one last spurt into my mouth, I held it for a second to enjoy the taste and then swallowed. With a deep breath he pulled away after I’d licked and sucked his cock clean of come, “No more” he said as he picked up the towels that had been thrown aside earlier. This time, we cleaned ourselves up and I had to thank him for an amazing session, then we showered and, all too soon, it was time for me to go. We met up a few more times which was great but sadly, he moved away because of work after a year or two. But we did manage one last fabulous farewell fuck before he did!