Joe was a very dirty old man. Most of all, he liked cum, and because I am a heavy cummer, he loved sucking me off. But like all sexual encounters, jealousy can emerge. I was having sex with my wife whenever I could, and Joe was taking care of me the rest of the time. If my cum failed to meet his expectation, bear in mind I have never been less than a seven or eight spurt cummer, he would savour it, swallow, then grunt, 'Been with the bloody wife again, 'av yer?'. What he really liked was if I called in on the way back from a business trip. In those days, there would be three or four of us sharing a room, and wanking opportunities were limited. Yes, I would knock one out in the loo, at lunchtime, but it's not the same. I would get to Joe's gagging to be milked. I would get there, and lock the door. He would be sat in his chair. 'Hello lad', he would say, 'Hope yer av plenty of something nice for me'. He would undo my trousers and fondle my balls. 'Lovely, need emptying lad, get a couple out o them'. For flip's sake Joe, I have just driven 150 miles thinking about this, get on with it. I do a lot of pre-cum. When I am gagging for it, it flows almost as if I was having a very slow pee. Joe loved this. Grasp my cock at the base, peel my foreskin back, lick my glans, and milk the pre-cum. It took me a long while to work out that he was provoking me. Inevitably, this would so frustrate me, that I would face fuck him, hard, just so that I could cum. Soft, warm, wet, mouth. Brilliant technique, even if I was deep in his throat. The only rule that evolved, was that he wanted my spunk in his mouth, not his throat. I had been away for days, and it didn't take long for me to cum. Dirty old sod would sometimes spit a mouthful of my cum into a glass, and then sip it, slowly, like a fine sherry. And look pleased with himself. 'Not stopping?'he would say. 'OK, take the rest home for wife, lad'. Bit gruff Joe could be, and he definitely wanted firsts, not seconds. Around this time, two things happened. My wife re-awoke her interest in sex. I was getting more at home. Not as much as I wanted, but certainly much more than I had been getting. There was a downside. I wasn't allowed to cum in her. She said it took ages to come out, and, after a while, it smelt. I was supposed to cum in a towel she kept next to the bed. Compromise was that I could cum on her, then she could use the towel. I had some fun for a while, seeing how much of her I could cover, no hands. Missionary, hump till the 'gravy stroke', pull out, and spurt. I always got her face, or hair, or both. Then her tits, then a pool in her belly button and stomach. I enjoyed it in a way. She did too, although she called me all kinds of things when I was spunking over her. She developed a lovely habit of sucking the last few drops out of my semi erect cock. Then she would go and shower to get my 'filthy muck' washed away. It was a compromise, but it worked. I could have sex (almost) when I wanted, as long as she could shower afterwards. I didn't see Joe very much, and a couple of times I pushed him away when he went to undo my trousers. Once, I teased him. Made him sit and watch while I stripped naked, and slowly wanked myself off, spunking over his carpet. The second thing that happened was that my wife took a Friday job in a pub. 5.30 till midnight, or later. So, I was at a loose end on Friday nights. After about a month, Joe phoned me up and said he had got some beer in and would I und. The condition was that I had to let him play. Fair enough. I went round about six o'clock, and I was surprised to find him naked, beneath a dressing gown. Normally he kept his clothes on. I stripped off, and true to form, was almost fully erect by the time I got my pants off. Joe took his dressing gown off, and even he was semi hard. I gently wanked him for a while, but he didn't get any harder. He pushed me down onto the sofa and knelt in front of me. Greedily, I pushed my stiff cock towards his mouth. 'No' he said, 'You are going to learn something tonight, balls first'. He spent the next hour licking, stroking, and sucking my balls. First one, then the other. By then my cock was streaming pre-cum but he wouldn't suck it. He kept dipping his finger in it, then rubbing his slippery finger around my arsehole, all the time nibbling, licking and sucking my balls. Eventually, he relented, and started to suck my cock. I couldn't hold for long, and gave him a huge mouthful. He carried on sucking, till he was sure I had finished, and we both sat back. Out of courtesy, I sucked his cock for a while, but he didn't get any harder, and he wasn't going to cum. I recover quite quickly, and my cock is starting to look interested again. I wank it a bit, and Joe gives it a bit of a suck to get it hard. I am expecting another long slow suck off. He stops sucking. 'This is going to be different', he said. 'Trust me'. Joe has rimmed me before, normally when he wants me hard again quickly. I know Joe loves arse, but I am a bit coy about mine. Yes I like being rimmed, but I don't want anything up it, or anything like that. Joe makes me squat on the floor, with my legs apart, and my arse in the air. He pulls my cheeks apart and starts massaging my arsehole with a moistened finger. Involuntarily, I start pushing against the finger, and he slips it in. Then another, then there are three fingers up my arse. My cock is rock hard and when he starts massaging my prostate, I spurt a mass of pre-cum which he caught in his other hand, and licked up.. Slowly, he withdrew his fingers from my bum and knelt behind me. He spread my cheeks wide, and flicked my arsehole with his tongue. It was like an electric shock. Then using his fingers to manipulate my loosened arsehole, he slipped his tongue inside, about half an inch. I was being tongue fucked. Joe reached between my legs, and with his tongue still up my arse, started gently wanking me. I have never experienced anything like it, it was just pure pleasure. Then, all of a sudden, he stopped, and stood up. I looked around, and hell, he had a full hard on. Not a big cock, about five inches, but thick. He smiled. 'You have a lovely arse, look what it has done to me. First full hard on in years. Suck it'. Perplexing turn of events. I move in front of him and start sucking his cock. I had never seen it anything like hard before. I am still hugely aroused. His hard on starts going off a bit. 'Arse' he said, 'Show me your arse'. He yanks me round and bends me over the back of the sofa. He fingers me again, more pre-cum, and this time he spreads it around my bum hole before inserting all four fingers. 'Gorgeous, arse, fabulous arse', I hear him mutter. He withdraws his fingers and licks them. Then I see half a condom wrapper drop on the sofa, near me. This is getting out of hand. Too late, he has entered me. To any man who wonders what it is like being fucked, I can tell you it hurts, but you don't want it to stop. Joe humped for a couple of minutes, but he couldn't keep hard, and fell out. I was everything - surprised, aroused, angry, confused. I pushed Joe into a corner, forced him to his knees and face-fucked him, hard and rough. As always, his eyes lit up as I started flooding his mouth with cum. Even though it was 'seconds', it was a big one. I have never had cock up me since that day, and I have no intention of doing so. But I can see why some like it.