January and June in Vail Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

January and June in Vail Ch. 01

... you want? I assumed you were going to do me first."

First? Me doing him? Interesting, this young stud was clearly capable of producing multiple orgasms in a night. Good to know. I released and he moved to the base of the table again where he continued to stand. He pulled me to the bottom edge and used his large strong hands to lift my thighs and placed my calves on his shoulders as he swallowed half or more of my cock.

I was so aroused that this action could only last a few minutes. "I'm ready too, Carlos. It's my turn to do a bit of massage." I stood and motioned him to the table. He bent over it right at the edge, one leg on the floor, the other on the table. He obviously knew how to present his ass. His bubble popped open. And the nicest target winked at me. I grabbed some of the oil and started to massage his globes, then his crack, the rim and finally, I penetrated.

He looked back at me with a smile. So I pushed further and found the magic button. I pressed it hard and he sighed and pushed back into my hand. "Put him in, Daddy. I'm ready." So I wrapped and lubed again and began to apply pressure. It didn't take much. He was tight, but not a newbie. I popped through the ring and froze. He signaled he was ready for more, so I began the thrusting that would gain me a fraction of an inch with each stroke. Soon I bottomed. My first time. I was definitely in heaven. My balls crashed into his as my pubes were compressed with our junction. I began the familiar hip ...

... thrusting, rocking with every bump and tightening my glutes with each forward thrust. My cock head strokedg his prostate with each downward penetration. I could feel my spunk boiling inside my balls which were now hot and full.

He contracted his anal ring muscles. "God, you're big. I love being filled by a big man. You're really crowding my prostate. Go ahead. Finish me off."

I thrust deep one more time and reached under his chest to hold him steady, my fingers squeezing his nipples. "I'm cuming, Carlos."

"Yes, so am I. I can't wait to feel your hot baby making semen fill that bulb. I bet it's a ton. Give me all you've got stud."

I shot harder than I had in years and collapsed onto his back. Funny thing, I didn't feel any cramps or stiffness. Well, one kind of very nice stiffness. I had taken my first boy, my first man. And he was a beauty. He turned his head and whispered, "You are so hot, Daddy."

There it was again. He had called me Daddy several times. But it didn't make me feel old. Instead, it egged me on to take possession of this boy and prove to him the man I am. I was really quite willing to have him as my boy. Even if I had to prove worthy of his admiration--and even if I had to pay him. I didn't want this to end. But, the back room was a little cold. "Let's head back to the fire for a few minutes." I pulled out, tied off and pitched it and headed for the sofa. When we got there, I pulled him into my lap. I wanted to feel that naked skin on mine for a ...