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Saturday night and I sat alone in a near empty downtown bar. My friend had just called and cancelled coming out for the night and I was slowly sipping on a beer deciding whether to go home early or catch a movie by myself when a voice brought me out of my thoughts.
“You expecting someone?” he asked.
“I was, but not now,” I said, not looking up and halfway expecting the man to ask if he could “borrow” the second chair at my pub table.
“You know this place is going to be jumping when the hockey game finishes up the street,” he said. “You won’t be lonely then.
Looking up for the first time, I saw an older man in his early 50s with short gray hair and a solid build. At about 6’2 and maybe 200, he was exceptionally attractive with piercing blue eyes. My eyes must have widened a bit as he said he didn’t mean to disturb me.
“I’m not lonely,” I stammered, still taken back by his good looks. “My friend cancelled on me and I was just hoping to make this a fun night after a rough week at work.”
“Let me join you then,” he said, slipping into the second seat. “Looks like we have the place to ourselves. Would you like to play some darts?”
He gestured to the dartboard near us and I thought why not.
“Sure, but I have to warn you, I suck,” I replied with words that would come back to me later.
“Let’s make this interesting….how about loser buys the next round?” he asked as he removed his jacket and became even more impressive in his build. Standing next to him I realized he was a good 6 inches taller, 40 pounds heavier and at least 20 years older than me.
The first game was much closer than I had expected with my new friend winning on the final toss. I obliged and bought a round of beers.
“Let’s try that again, he said. “By the way, my name is Rodney, but people I like get to call me RJ,” he said with a grin. “I think you should call me RJ.”
“RJ it is then, and I am Terry, I said as I gestured for round two on the darts.
The second game was mine in a cakewalk. I was surprised at how quickly I won and RJ was there with the beers almost immediately.
About this time, the crowds from the hockey game came pouring into the bar and the noise level rose to the point that casual conversations were near screams.
“Let’s get out of here,” RJ said. “I know a very quite place down the street where we can play out the best of three.”
I agreed and with coats, hats and gloves we ventured out onto the street. The mid –january winds off the lake picked up loose snow from the mounds along the street and made it bitter cold. With the sun now down the wind chill temperature hovered near zero.
“Not far,” RJ said, pointing down the street. “Follow me.”
We walked a block and RJ turned into a doorway. “I have a loft here. I live here. Come on.”
Inside was warm and the lighting made it near romantic as the street lights below lit up the loft through the floor to ceiling windows. RJ flipped on a light in the kitchen area and it lit up a dart board on one wall. Artwork in the room was very homoerotic and I knew that RJ was not nearly as straight as his dart throws.
“Since you can’t buy here,” he said offering me a beer, “Let’s make it really interesting. Are you up for strip darts?”
Dropping my coat, hat and gloves on a chair and taking a swig of beer, I felt confident that he would be stripping under my new-found talent.
“Sure, let’s play.”
In less than 30 minutes, I was down to a T-shirt and briefs and my host had merely lost his shoes. I realized I had been conned and RJ was much better than he let on at the bar. I also realized the RJ was sporting a huge hard on under his pants that was getting more obvious as my T-shirt hit the floor.
“It’s your stance,” he said. “Your throws are off, so let me help you.”
Standing close behind me, I could feel his breath on my neck as his hands on my hips moved me slightly. I could feel his cock through his trouser pressing against my ass, as he reached around and fondled my now hard cock through my briefs.
“Hmmm….you feel good,” he muttered. “And I believe you mentioned something about sucking back in the bar.”
I turn around and our lips locked. He gave me a deep kiss pulling my ass cheeks up toward him.
“I, I ,I” stammered looking for the words. I reached down and touched his hardened cock through the trousers. I nervously fumbled with his belt and he finally took charge and loosened his belt dropping his pants and stepping out of them.
“Come on,” he said in a low voice as he took my hand and led me to a back bedroom.
I sat on the bed still in my briefs as I watched him slowly undress. As impressive as he was in the bar, his body was unbelievable. He sported rock hard abs and a cock that erect was ever bit of nine inches. Totally nude he positioned himself in front of me with his cock literally at eye level.
“Go ahead,” he said, putting his hands on the back of my head and pulling me closer to his awaiting cock. I opened and with a gentle tongue, licked up and down the shaft. I would take his cock into my mouth and suck hard while pulling his ass toward me. I took the entire shaft down my throat until I was certain I was about to gag.
Slowly he started pumping his hips and cock into my mouth. First slow, then fast, then slow again. With a huge thrust and a moan of relief, he filled my mouth with hot cum. I tried to swallow it, but there was so much that some drooled out and down my chin.
RJ rotated around me and laid naked on the bed beside me. He pulled me toward him and we kissed passionately with my mouth still filled with his hot cum.
“How did you know? I mean, how did you know I would enjoy this?” I asked.
“Your friend didn’t stand you up, he hooked me up. I worked with him a couple weeks ago and he mentioned you. I asked to meet you and here we are,” he said with a grin.
And now, let’s see what we have here, as he pulled my briefs off.
My cock was not nearly as impressive as RJ’s but a good solid 6 inches. RJ positioned himself over me and as I lay on my back, proceeded to suck me in the most wonderful way. As I felt I was about to explode, he stopped and repositioned himself with his now semi-erect cock in my face. I took it into my mouth and felt it grow in my mouth and felt myself ready to explode.
“Not yet,” he said. “You have to wait.”
RJ rolled me over and got me into a position in yoga that would be called the downward dog. With a finger he circled my anus and asked me if I would like to be fucked.
“Please, and be gentle….I haven’t done this forever.”
With some warming lubricate, RJ worked the gel into my ass and onto his cock. He slowly worked two fingers into my hole and then pressed the head of his cock against it.
An intense pain shot through my ass and I jumped and pulled away, but RJ slowly worked his cock again against my hole and slowly pushed his entire cock into my ass…then stopped.
“Let you adjust to it,” He whispered.
We lay together without moving for a few seconds and all the pain left. I pushed my ass back against him and he understood I was ready. Slowly he fucked me at first, then faster.
As his rhythm increased, so did his moans…and so did my feeling I was going to explode.
In a moment RJ reached around me and stroked my hard cock just once and I immediately came. In that same instance, I could feel his hot cum filling me as he came a second time.
Exhausted and sweating, we lay in each others arms for quite some time. It was the best reward I ever received for a game I lost.
Our strip darts are now a monthly event.