This is genuinely a true story. 12 years ago I ended a troublesome relationship with a guy 15 years my junior -sexy guy but a nightmare to be with. At a loose end and a bit sore I placed an ad in the local rag in the 'Guy-seeks-Guy' section... Something like: "Fit 48 year old seeks meetings with a decent clean guy -possibly on a regular basis. Straight/ bi-curious guys welcome -happy to go at your pace. Age/nationality no issue for right kind of guy" I had a number of responses -some I met, some were ok, some were grim! Then Mike, a 63 year old guy from a local town contacted me. He sounded ok and I agreed to call to see him at his house one afternoon. For some reason, I prepared myself for the possibility of anal (including lube!)...What was I thinking?? When I arrived I saw the curtains twitch and decided at least I'd introduce myself. Mike was slim, quite tall and well presented with a comfortable, quite 'arty' home. He seemed a bit out of his depth with the situation so I took the lead and asked whether we should 'go upstairs and see what happens'...I was a bit surprised when he just said 'yes ok'. I didn't mess about...rubbed his (already hard) cock through his jeans, undid them and pulled them down to his thighs. He asked me if I was going to get undressed so I pulled my jeans and underpants down and straddled him facing him while he was on his back. He felt my cock quite tentatively and sensing that he hadn't got much experience guided his cock to my arse. Amazingly, it soon slipped all the way up and I realised that he was pretty well endowed. His cock felt like a rock inside me and after not a great deal of movement and a couple of minutes he said "I think I've come". I like guys who come quickly -I think it's quite a compliment -but I still wasn't sure. We got dressed and agreed that we might meet again and I left -in less than 20 minutes! When I got home half an hour later I sensed a need to use the toilet. Whoosh! -An avalanche of something left my arse and inevitably, I looked in the bowl to see loads of thick white spunk clinging to the porcelain with some sliding down the sides. If I was in any doubt whether Mike had come I now knew the answer ......A minute later I was so turned on that I was on my back with three fingers up my well used arse wanking and reliving the adventure!! I went to Mikes house at least once a week for over 10 years until I left to live in Dorset last year. When we first met him he'd never had sex with anyone -apart from a few fumblings with a couple of boys when he was in his early teens. (He'd lived with his parents all his life and since they'd gone he now felt strong enough to respond to my ad.) As time passed, he went from worrying about hurting me to fucking me to the hilt and pumping me full of his spunk each and every time we met. He was always keen for sex, always produced copious amounts of precum and always keen to fuck me with that hard 8-9" cock with a nice, long foreskin. Every time we met (over 500 times), I couldn't wait to get it up me and he always tried to slow things down -knowing that as soon as his hard cock was up my arse it would soon be 'all over' -in his words. He's still never had sex with anyone else...but I did introduce him to porn -which not only led to even more precum and finally spunk -but also led him to wanting to experiment a bit more -trying what he'd seen in the videos. He thought he should let me fuck him (I think out of fairness!) but as we got to know each other, he began to realise that, I enjoyed being 'topped' by him. He even tongued my arse quite deep -which was sexy -and although I was always 'clean', it was something I always found difficult to accept -without a few glasses of wine! But he was fine with it all. As time went on it became more obvious that he's genuinely 'top only' -And eventually, he really knocked 'the top' out of me!! I remember on one occasion there'd been so much foreplay that when he shoved that big hard cock up my arse I nearly came -and he said assertively in his manly voice "Don't you dare....Not until I've come!" (But I didn't have to wait long for that delicious feeling of hot cum as far in as he could deliver it!) So, I guess he progressed with me - from being a rather uncertain mature fumbler to being an assertive, confident and sexually rather 'dirty' guy in the bedroom -and well aware of what turned us both on. Although for a while he saw himself 'as my partner' we ended up I guess as 'fuckbuddies' which at the end of the day has suited us both fine. He is now 74 and I am 59 and we still have the same great sex when we now meet up every 3 or 4 months. So, in a nutshell, I switched from having a guy 15 years my junior to having a guy 15 years my senior -and it genuinely turned out for the best! I would love it if Mike moved here to Dorset (I think he's now thinking about it!) However, if this has gained your interest and you live in the area get in touch. If he doesn't move here, I would dearly like a similar gentlemanly replacement fuckbuddy -of any age or nationality...and with any degree of inexperience...as that can come with time!