Last summer I had a lazy holiday in the campervan, meandering through Scotland and staying where the fancy took me. Early one evening I pulled up at the car park to a naturist beach in north Fife. There was just another small car there and very shortly a guy came up from the beach and got into the car. I watched as he tried to start it then he got out and opened the bonnet, to no avail. I carry a full set of tools so I walked over to see if I could help. We found nothing wrong and tried a battery shunt, still no good, fancy modern electronics. It was an automatic so no chance of a bump start. As it was too late for a garage the guy asked if I could give him a life or preferably a tow to his home only a few miles away in Tayport. I agreed to the latter provided I could have a shower when we got there. He readily accepted this and after some difficulty we got his car home to a small private bungalow on the outskirts. We went in and he insisted that I stay for dinner as recompense for the tow and whilst I showered he cooked a lovely Italian meal. He was short and slim, about 55 with longish greying hair and I think there was some oriental in his genes but he spoke with a broad Scots accent.

After dinner we sat with a glass of wine. He told me he lived alone as his partner had left some months before. He said he missed having a man in his house – and in his bed. As it grew later I said I’d better go but he insisted I stay the night as I’d probably drunk too much to drive. He said there was a spare bedroom but with only a single bed but, pointedly, his was a king-sized double. We went to retire and I put my stuff in the spare room then went to the bathroom to clean my teeth. With just a towel round me I walked back past his bedroom where the door was open and he was standing there wearing black silk pyjamas. I remarked that they were very flash and he came over to let me feel the material. I did so and ran my hand over it, feeling the warmth of his body beneath. Then quite naturally we both leaned in and kissed, gently at first but then deeply with our bodies close together. He asked me please would I sleep with him so I dropped my stuff and went back to his room.

We were soon in bed, him still in his PJs, kissing and cuddling each other. It felt lovely caressing his firm body through that thin silk but I soon had my hands underneath them, tweaking his nipples and fondling his smooth little cock and balls. He then asked if I would make love to him so I pealed off his pyjama bottoms, put a pillow under his bum and with the lube from the bedside I slid into him in the missionary position. We made love slowly and gently, kissing and caressing each other as we did so. It was really beautiful. Then after a long time of gentle fucking he started to respond to my thrusts, pushing his hips up to meet me so that I went depth inside him. He was clearly very horny so I wanked his little cock as we fucked and he came hot spunk shooting up his belly. We kissed and cleaned his spunk then I turned him over face down with the cushion under his groin and I entered him from behind, laid along him with maximum bodily contact. I made love to him like this for a short while until I came deep inside him. It felt really beautiful. Afterwards he put on his pyjamas and we cuddled up together and went to sleep.

In the morning he made me breakfast and I went off to spend the day at the naturist beach. I returned to him that evening and we had dinner but then we had some of the single malt I always take with me. When it came time for bed we were straight in there, caressing, kissing and fondling each other. We made love much more passionately that night. I sucked his little cock until he came spunk in my mouth then I fucked him hard in different positions, kissing him when we had the chance. Again I came deep inside him, feeling his muscle gripping and milking my throbbing cock, before we fell asleep cuddled up together. I made love to him again the following morning, this time gently and unhurriedly, savouring every thrust I made into him and feeling his lovely responses as I plunged deep into him. Despite taking a long time he didn’t come with me inside him so after I had finally come I wanked him gently until he shot spunk over my hand.

I left him that day to continue my holiday but returned on my way back south some days later and we resumed our lovemaking as before. I really enjoyed his body and he told me that he enjoyed mine. It was sweet and beautiful lovemaking, not at all sordid or dirty in any way, just two mature guys enjoying themselves and giving each other a lot of pleasure.