Masturbation is his hobby, common in retirement co - Sex Stories

Masturbation is his hobby, common in retirement co

... bl**d, and then he would pulse and moan. It was all too much for me and so I gripped my own cock and began masturbating. I had gotten so hard it hurt. I sucked harder and he started quivering and shaking. I could not help but masturbate myself faster. He joined his hand on mine and helped me out. I could see he really lived for this, needed it so badly, even at his ripe old age. I hope I am as lucky if I ever get to his age. After about 5 minutes of this was making my mouth tired but his head shrunk down enough the get him partly into my throat, but only partly. His shaft and head were still too large. But then his hips thrust against his will, shoving his entire cock down my throat. I felt my throat expand. Then he thrust again, and then again. He had just started to say something, an apology I think, and I starting to pull him out of my mouth when a huge surge of hot cum erupted, shooting down my throat then filling my mouth. I had not prepared for that. I had only wanted to see what it felt like to have his big head inside my mouth, after all. I didn't mind, although I'm not gay and not a cum drinker. I mutual masturbate with a lot of guys but that's usually it. In an instant it thrust back in deep and another strong jet of cum shot down my throat. His entire cock was deep in and he shook. I could feel its spongy head pulsing and swelling large at the end of his shaft and more cum shooting and running down deep in my esophagus. I started to gag. I grabbed his ass and ...

... waist for balance and leverage and managed to pull his cock just beyond my throat when it thrust in again and again. He moaned and grunted and his body shook. It was just too much for him. I could tell he was unable to control it, he needed my help to stop. I was finally able to pull him out only to get another hard stream of cum in my face. I used my hand to stroke him to keep him cumming while I fumbled for a towel. I wanted him to keep cumming as long possible because he really needed it. Cum was running out of my mouth and dripping down my face. He had passed out for a moment but was now gaining back his usual composure. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for that. I tried holding back but you kept sucking and I couldn't stop. When I felt your throat I lost it. It just kept thrusting and then I started cumming and it was even harder to stop." "I figured that is what happened. It's fine. I was more worried you were going to have a stroke or something." I slowly noticed that the towel I'd been using was already caked heavy with dried cum from maybe a week's worth, of ejaculations. I know what that is like. I threw it into a pile of similar looking, cum caked towels, and started fumbling around for clean tissues for my face. He was definitely a serious, full time masturbator and revelled in it. He talked more to lighten the mood. "Masturbation has gotten big among retired men like me." He said, then he reached over to gently stroke my own hard erection. I wiped off his cock and he ...