My Older Sailor Daddy

My thoughts go back to my handyman lover and the first time I met him at the bookstore arcade. He was probably 15 years older than me but the first thing I noticed about him was his rugged handsomeness and his navy anchor tattoo and his wedding ring.. He smiled at me just before he entered the arcade booth and I waited only about 15 seconds before following him in. He had his dick and balls out, a nicely cut larger one. I didn’t bother to touch it, craving it in my mouth as I did, so I went down to my knees and swallowed the half-hard rod all the way down, and looked up into his blue eyes as he smiled at me.

It took only another 30 seconds before he was rock hard, and I noticed that his dick was quite fat mid-shaft, so I had to work hard to slide my mouth past that part of his shaft to take it all. I unbuckled his belt and had to pull my mouth off so he could take his underwear (old-fashioned Sears briefs) and work pants down and I was rewarded by a thick patch of his salt and pepper bush which I proceeded to grind my nose against. I took his hairy hands and placed them around the back of my head so he could know that I really wanted him to face-fuck me.

I swirled my hot tongue around the head of his dick and slid down to his hairy balls, sucking on them for a time and then sliding my tongue up his thick shaft and going down on it, pulling off and letting my tongue slide down to his balls again, repeating this over and over until he was getting really horny, making me take it all and pressing my nose into his bush until I had to work hard not to choke. It was a twenty minute suck and I had my hands on his hairy chest when he exploded in my mouth, three big shots that hit my tonsils and tasted sweet.

This was the start of a long-term relationship. I became his whore, meeting him there once a week (on Average) and the fourth time I asked him after a ten minute suck if he’d like to fuck me, knowing that it would be a challenge to take his thick shaft but crazy for it nonetheless. He told me to get up on the bench and he wanted to fuck me like a dog.. He guided it into my well-lubed hole and it took only 15 seconds before he’d worked it all in. His hairy arms were pushed against the wall above me and as he fucked me I licked and kissed those hairy arms, which reminded me of the neighbor man I sucked off when I was 20. We were both wildly into it, as his nuts slapped against my ass and I pushed back to savor every horny thrust. He didn’t seem to mind when I lifted my head up to kiss his neck, but this set him off and it wasn’t long before he pulled out, slid the rubber off, and sprayed his sweet load over my bare back.

After a few months, I suggested that I’d like to suck him off in the glory hole booth and he said ok. He always watched straight movies, and seemed to enjoy the ones where a whore took it in the ass and pussy with two men at the same time. I went down on him for about 3 minutes when a middle-aged guy (another working man with work shoes) entered the booth next door. He seemed to enjoy checking us out and before long he pushed his big veiny rod through the hole. I immediately pulled off John and onto the stranger, continuing to jack John off. I felt like the luckiest cocksucker in town and it wasn’t long before John slipped his rubber on and lifted me up so he could fuck me while I continued to suck the stranger’s big dick. It was a thrill to know that I was taking 14 inches of dick at the same time. John was turned on by the sight of it all and I made sure to please him by bucking back against him, grinding my asshole against his bush.

After about15 minutes, the stranger started moaning and I took all but a few inches deep in my throat as he shot a big load, a bit more sweet and sour than John’s, but just as thick. The sight of strings of cum dripping off my chin was enough to send John over the edge and he pulled out and took off his rubber. The stranger was on his knees now, waiting to see what would happen next between John and me. I licked at John’s cock head as he jacked his load into my mouth, mixing it with the stranger’s. I turned and smiled at the stranger, proud to be any straight man’s whore. We repeated this scene quite a few times over the years.

I don’t know if John would want me to share all of this, but since he moved away several years ago, it’s the only way I can re-live those great times.