About 3 months after my first male on male sexual experience I was back on the website, browsing to pass time.

My attention was grabbed by a picture on the profile of a 65 year old chap, who had a beautiful looking penis. His profile mentioned that although he was happily married, his wife had gone off sex and he was looking to satisfy himself with a guy.

I sent him a message to introduce myself and stated my preference for giving oral. We hit it off well and he invited me over to his that morning.

Freshly showered I jumped in the car for the 20 minute drive to his home, and when I arrived I saw was a beautiful Victorian property.

I messaged to confirm I was outside and he came to the door in a robe, introduced himself and invited me in.

He led me to his study, and we both exchanged some nervous chit chat, before he opened his robe and sat in his chair by his desk. I asked if I could strip off and he responded positively. I have an athletic build and a modest six inches, with trimmed pubic hair and smoothly shaved balls. He was very complimentary, and as he was 25 years my senior, took the lead and started to give me instructions as to what I should do.

“Come to me and kneel down”

I did as instructed and reached for his flaccid tool, leaning forward and kissing the tip, I noticed a twitching as blood started to flow and stiffness arrived. He was an average build, also with trimmed pubic hair and a cock that was about an inch bigger than mine.

“Open your mouth”

I did as I was told, leaning further forward, his hardening cock penetrated my mouth.

He sighed, and placed a hand softly on the back of my head as I moved up and down. His encouragement continued:

“Fuck that’s good, you are a good little cock sucker”

I was immensely turned on by this sort of language, feeling that he was both in control of me and that I was submitting to his desire

Making the most of this wonderful situation I worked his cock with my lips, tongue and hands to treat him as best I could. He made such raw guttural noises and expressions that told me I was reaching all the right parts.

“You slutty bitch”

His degrading language made me feel so rude and sexual. I was leaking pre cum and at risk of ejaculating without touching myself.

With a slightly aching jaw, I was relieved when he stopped me for a break and together we stood up facing one another, he ran his hands over my naked flesh and I rubbed our dicks together holding them both with one hand. I have never been interested in kissing a guy, but his firm nature and his determination to push his tongue into my mouth meant I submitted once again to his requirements. I was his.

When he was ready he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back down onto my knees, this time, he wouldn’t let his penis into my waiting mouth, instead he masturbated in front of my face, vigorously. I fondled his balls and waited patiently for what I hoped would be my first taste of cum.

In less than a minute his orgasm began, his loud moans were accompanied by an eruption of thick creamy seamen that unfortunately missed my waiting mouth, but instead covered my chest. I was wanking furiously at this moment and released my own stream of cum all over myself.

Such an amazing orgasm, for both of us, I was covered in spunk!

Both satisfied, we cleaned up, thanked each other and I got dressed, then I left.

It was lovely being spoken to in that way by an older gent. I had a great morning!