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Soap Opera Silverfox

Featuring John Ingle

I got an acting gig on the soap opera “General Hospital.” It was a small recurring role but I really love it. Some of the older men on the show weren’t particularly attractive. But of the older men that were, John Ingle immediately caught my eye. He played the role of the silver-haired patriarch of Port Charles, Edward Quartermaine. He was a sexy man for the age of 80. Not that he doesn’t look 80, he just aged well, about 5'10" with a head of solid white, receding hair, and the perfect grandfatherly face. I loved to do scenes with him when he does Edward’s grumpy-old-man routine and get I a full view of him. I couldn’t get enough of the feisty old coot! Not to say that John is a feisty old coot, he just plays ‘em really well!

After about 8 weeks on the set, I asked Mr. Ingle for some pointers. Mr. Ingle said he love to help and had a few ideas on how I could get better. That afternoon we went back to his dressing room and talked about my acting style and life in general. He told me how he taught drama at Beverly Hills High. He taught a lot of future stars there like David Schwimmer and Nicolas Cage among others.

He asked me if I had any other acting jobs, and I joked, “Well, I’d probably have to sleep with the director to get a great role.”

He laughed and said “That’s Hollywood.”  

We both chuckled and proceeded to go through some readings. As he talked I admired his blue eyes and his weathered, handsome face. My glaze went down his body until I stopped at Mr. Ingle’s crotch and it was like someone kicked me in the gut when I spotted the old man’s bulging crotch. My mouth must have dropped open or something, because Mr. Ingle suddenly asked “Are you queer, Son?”

I didn’t answer.

“I know you are gay. Have since the first time we met. It’s the way you are always glancing at my crotch. Straight men don’t do that.“  

“Ah… I didn’t mean to offend you.” I suddenly said.  

“No offense, taken. To each his own.” Mr. Ingle responded.

”Well, I just fine very handsome.“ I blurted out as the old man’s eyebrows narrowed as he looked at me.

”Well, you’ve made an old man’s day.“ Mr. Ingle informed me.

”I’d like to make it a better one.“ I suddenly found myself telling the old man. I tensed up not knowing what his response would be.

”My wife wouldn’t appreciate that.“ The old man said.

”She doesn’t have to know a thing.“ I said as I stood up I turned and faced him; I noticed the patch of gray hair sticking out of the top of his light-blue shirt.

“Yea, but you couldn’t possible be attracted to me.” The old man said.

“Why not? Like I said, you’re handsome man.” I mumbled as I found myself dropping to my knees in front of Mr. Ingle.

“If you say so.” John said in a low tone. I saw this as a chance to sink my fingers down against the fabric of his slacks until my finger closed around the old man’s soft dick.

”There’s nothing there, it’s been all dried up for many years. I’m too old for anything now.“ Mr. Ingle said as I started massaging his crotch. Though even as he was saying this, his cock slowly reaching an erection!

”Look at it now“ I said! He was amazed at what was happening to him as he slipped back in the chair as though trying to find a comfortable position.

I watched in an almost hypnotic trance as the old man grabbed the tab of his zipper, unzipped his pants and reached his hand into his open fly. Seeing Mr. Ingle’s cock was something that I had been dreaming of as I held my breath watching him pulling his hand out. The old gray-haired coot pulled one of the biggest damn dick I had ever seen out of his pants.

“Can I touch it, Mr. Ingle? Please!” I asked.

“OK. But I am not going to reciprocate. You might be gay, but I am not.” The old man told me as he let go of his enormous dick.

My own dick throbbed and jerked as my fingers closed around the soft skin of the old man huge dick. I couldn’t believe how big it felt in my hand. It wasn’t quite hard but the old man’s dick was getting closer and closer to having a boner. I slowly and somewhat fearfully pulled Mr. Ingle’s foreskin back until I was staring at his naked cock head. The sight of his big pink cock head made me want to kiss it.

“Wow, I bet your wife loves to get some of that.” I said as I glanced from his thick soft dick up to his stern face.

”Thanks.” He answered without making an effort to stop me.

I had jerked off hundreds of time fantasizing about sucking Mr. Ingle’s dick. Now that I could, I was afraid to. But my desire to suck the old man’s dick finally won out as I leaned over and pulled his dick to my mouth as I looked into Mr. Ingle’s eyes. He didn’t speak. God! It was wonderful to have the old man’s dick in my mouth.

“That feels wonderful.” Mr. Ingle exclaimed.

As I worked on his dick head I looked down his long thick shaft to the patch of gray pubic hair and wondered if I could possibly take the old man’s entire dick down my throat. I wanted so bad to deep throat Mr. Ingle’s cock and give him more pleasure than he had ever gotten fucking his wife. I wanted to show him just how much pleasure I could give him so that he would keep letting me suck his dick. This was my one chance. I started swallowing inch after inch of the old man’s thick dick as I pushed my mouth closer and closer to his patch of gray pubic hair. I fought to keep from gagging. I just had to get it all down my throat. The way the old man was moaning I knew that he was intensely enjoying my efforts. But I want to do better. I wanted his entire enormous dick in my mouth.

“Damn! That’s great. Hell if I knew getting sucked by a man was this good, I would have gotten my old pecker sucked before.” Mr. Ingle said as he threw his head back and exhaled.

Then sudden my mouth was pressed against his zippers. I could feel his gray pubic hairs against my sensitive lips. I held the old man’s dick in my throat as long as I could. But finally the need to breathe forced me to pull back until I had only the head of his huge pecker left in my mouth. Mr. Ingle reached his hand down and rubbed my head. I had finally gotten my dick out and started jacking it, keeping in rhythm of my sucking.

“Wonderful. Just wonderful. Make this old man cum! Make me shoot my load.” He said in such a lustful voice that it sent shivers of excitement throughout my body.

Knowing that I was giving him pleasure excited me almost as much as the act of having his dick in my mouth. Suddenly the old man throw his head back violently as he cried out in delight and suddenly I tasted cum. Cum shot forcefully out of his old dick as though he was a young boy. The thought that it was Mr. Ingle’s cum caused me to shoot my own load. I came all over the old man’s dress shoes as I shot the biggest load in my life.

He wasn’t smiling as he got out of the chair, stuffed his dick back in his pants and zipped up his fly.

“Guess I should be going.” I said as I put myself away.

“Ah, thanks.” He mumbled as he opened the door to let me out. 

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Sucking Ole' Pa Walton

Featuring Ralph Waite

I just recently move to a small neighborhood in Palm Desert, California. One evening my neighbor from across the street came over to introduce himself. I was surprised to find out he was actor Ralph Waite, from “Waltons” fame. During our conversation of his career and life in general, he asked me if I lived alone at which time I told him I was gay. He didn’t seem offended or disturbed by my confession, but simply nodded his head in agreement. He even invited me to his church, which he said was gay friendly.

As the months went by, when he wasn’t working, Mr. Waite (even he insisted I call him Ralph) often came over to talk while I worked in my garage or in the backyard. One day while his wife was away, he  came over to chat with me while I refinished a bookshelf. While I worked we made small talk about other neighbors and his job. Ralph was in his early eighties, but even at that age, he was still quite handsome. But what I noticed most about Ralph was his huge bulge and the way his package bounced up and down in the light colored tan shorts he often wore when he visited me.

While we talked, he would cross his legs at his feet as he leaned back against the workbench that lined the back wall of my garage. This forced his cock and balls to push forward and up, stretching the fabric of his shorts to form a huge bulge which perfectly outlined his cock and balls. I know Ralph was aware at his ample package and on several occasions he saw me looking at his crotch and would just smile. I never apologized or quickly looked away… I wanted him to know I was looking. I often jacked off at night while fantasizing about Ralph. Like how I would get on my knees in front of him and sucking him until he sends a stream of hot cum down my throat.

Toward the middle of today’s visit, Ralph nervously confesses to me how he always wanted to get his cock sucked again by another man. Then Ralph told me the story of working on the set of “Cool Hand Luke,” and letting (of all people) Paul Newman suck on his cock.

“It was during my drinking days and I was really horny and wants a good blow job. And my wife at the time couldn’t take all of his cock. He shocked the shit out of me when he offered and like I said I was  really horny. Paul swallowed it easy, like a pro. That one night he sucked my cock was so good he got three loads out of me over an hour period. I let him blow me two or three more times until the film wrapped up. I never did anything to him I guess he just enjoy my cock. Funny. Never thought about that until I meet you.” He confessed.

After Ralph finished his story, and without hesitation he then asked me if I would consider sucking his cock. At the same time he reached down and gave his now growing package a big squeeze. I couldn’t believe my fantasy was about to come true. I didn’t say a word; I simply latched my index finger around one of the belt loops on the front of his shorts and pulled him into a backroom off of my garage where I had a beat up old recliner in the corner.

After he sat in the recliner, I got on my knees in front of him and gently rub his huge bulge, making it bigger and bigger until it was too painful to keep contained in his shorts any longer. Slowly Ralph unzipped his zipper and his cock forced itself out, flopping against my face. I slowly lick the shaft as it lay across his hip until I reached the base where his balls where half-in and half-out of his shorts. I took both of them out and gently put one then the other in my mouth, savoring Ralph’s taste. With that Ralph starts to caress the back of my head letting out a quiet moan. I gently let his balls fall from my mouth and  and went straight for his cock. Gently I draw Ralph’s beautiful cock head into my mouth and then an inch of his shaft bathing both in hot spit. I took inch after inch until I finally had Ralph’s entire meat down my throat. I didn’t pull up and I hold him in my throat as gently massage his cock with my tongue.

“Oh my God, you really know how to suck a man’s cock. I’ve never had anyone take me all the way before. Oh, Man,” Ralph whispers.

I gently pull back and suck even harder on half of Ralph’s cock. It was throbbing with every suck as I went up and down his thick, throbbing cock while I gently massage Ralph’s huge balls. Ralph push down his shorts just enough so that he could spread his legs wider allowing me easier access to deep throat his now eight inch cock.

“You can suck my cock any time you want. Oh God, are you going to swallow my load neighbor? Please swallow my load,” Ralph pleads.

Slowly and thoughtfully I massage his cock with my throat, switching between deep throating his now enormous cock and coating his balls with hot saliva with him moaning and gasping from the pleasure. Finally, he could no longer hold back as he spread both of his legs as far as he could and with both hands on the back of my head. He let out a deep moan while forcing the last remaining inch of his cock down my throat and filling my gut with what felt like a gallon of hot cum. And I swallowed every last drop. I keep his cock in my mouth until it went limp and then I carefully tuck his deflated cock and empty balls back in his shorts. Zipped him up and thank him for letting me suck his cock. Now every Saturday when he’s not working on some film or TV show, while his wife was running errands, I sucked his big beautiful cock while he sits back in the recliner in the backroom of my garage.

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Secretary of State

CHAPTER ONE: The White House Staffer

Featuring Secretary of State Rex Tillerson

I’m a White House staffer and we were preparing for a few meetings today President Trump had with Secretary of State Rex Tillerson. Now, I had always been VERY attracted to him. He was 65 years old, gray hair and clean shaven; in other words, very executive looking. But being a former CEO)of ExxonMobil, that was no surprise. And there was nothing sexier than seeing him in a suit, but without his jacket. He had an ass that you would kill to look at! Despite that, I certainly wasn’t about to do anything with anybody at work. Even more after his blow up a few weeks ago. Frustrated by negative press coverage and delays in appointing staff, unleashed his anger in front of a bunch of us White House staffers. Tillerson also complained that the White House was leaking damaging information about him to the news media. And today, I have to take care of his needs.

I escorted him to an empty office so he could make some calls before his meetings. He still seem to be in a grumpy mood and offhandedly mentioned that he should get a blow job to relax him. 

“Hell, I’m no queer.”

This angered me, yet I felt such an urge to make love to the old man that I didn’t let his disinterest in me sexually stop me from attempting to seduce him.

I took a step forward, reach forward and adjusted his tie. I looked into his eyes and whispered, “Mr. Secretary, I can keep a secret.”

The old man didn’t budge as he stared up at me without answering, like he was thinking over my statement. His lower lip seem to quiver a bit. As if words were trying to be formed but my now sexual presence was suffocating them.

“I’m just trying to help you Mr. Secretary. Let me help you.” I said, trembling with excitement.

“I ain’t no queer.” He repeated but this time his voice was soft and carried a sexual charge. And he reached down at grabbed his now growing crotch.

I smiled meekly, putting my hand on his chest to sit him back into his chair, I kneeled in front of him. With his lips still quivering, he nodded yes as I slid my hands up and down his legs. I put on my most sincere face and thanked him while my hands slid up his body and down his legs again. On the next pass I unbuckled his belt so I could undo his pants. I slid them down and was rewarded with a pretty decent cock. It was about 6 inches, thick, veiny and most importantly, hard. I licked from the bottom of his shaft to the tip as he shuddered in pleasure. I took in his musky smell and it felt so erotic.

Rex gripped the arms of his leather chair as I slid my tongue up his cock. I slipped my lips over his manhood and went to work. I could feel the veins on his cock as my lips glided up and down. His salty precum hit my tongue and I looked up at him. His glazed over eyes told me everything I needed to know. I had him right where I wanted him.

I moved my mouth over the top and with a pop, it sprang free from my lips. I slowly stroked his cock as I kissed my way down it. I got to his balls and lightly licked them. A moan escaped his mouth and I took that opportunity to ask, “Mr. Secretary,do  you like my suggestion for relaxing?” He moaned again as I continued to lick and stroke him until he nodded with another moan.

“Mr. Secretary. I’ll make you a deal. Everytime you feel stressed and want to yell at someone. I’ll cum back and relax you.” I offered.

He weakly agreed and I figured I did a good job. I slid my tongue slowly up his shaft as my hands went to caress his balls. I continued my oral assault on him. I sucked him off for everything it was worth.

“Hell, that feels wonderful.” He said as he suddenly reached down and grabbed me behind the head with his weathered hands.

Then he was suddenly pulling my face toward his crotch and forcing his thick cock down my throat. My desire to please the old man that cause me to swallow inch after inch of his thick dick down my throat until my lips were pressed against his still surprisingly dark pubic hairs. Rex held my face to his crotch until I gagged before he pulled my head back. Then he started moving my mouth up and down his thick dick shaft as he fucked my mouth like he was fucking his wife’s pussy. I took his plunging dick and made love to it with my tongue as the old man repeatedly shoved it down my throat and pulled it quickly back out. I was going to milk this old bastard and leave him wanting more. My head bobbed as his moans got louder and louder. I felt the 6 inches of hot meat passing through my lips. The smell of musk and sex filled my senses and it was intoxicating.

“Take it. Take my cock!” He said in an almost angry voice as he fucked my mouth faster and faster.

“Get ready. I’m going to unload! Damn! Here it comes!” The old man called out excitedly.

He thrusted his hip one last when his cock popped out of my mouth and he shot his huge load of white cum all over my face as he held my head in front of his squirting dick. His cum sprayed all over my face and I could feel it slowly dripping down my chin. I slowly opened my eyes as Rex sat panting as if he’d just ran a marathon. Then suddenly he was glaring down at me and wasn’t smiling as he quickly pulled his jockey shorts up and followed that motion by putting back on his beige shorts. I quickly got up and grabbed some tissue paper from his desk to clean myself off, making sure to bend a bit more so he could notice my ass. Letting him know what’s on the menu.

As I peeked behind to see Rex staring dead at it, I wondered if he even still had sex with his wife. Oh well, it didn’t matter. It would be much better if they didn’t. I’ve found that men will do almost anything for sex. Especially really good sex.

“Guess I should be going. I got other things to do.” I said as I cleaned the last drops of cum from my chin.

"Not a word of this to anyone. Anyone.” The old man said glaring at me with a suddenly unfriendly stare.

“My lips are sealed.” I said as I hurried out of his office.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

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Rep. Joe Barton

Featuring Rep. Joe Barton

I met this married daddy at the hotel that I was staying at while I was on a business trip to attend a trade show in Texas. I was having a few drinks at the hotel bar when I notice someone walk up beside me and order a drink. He was just my type, nice gray hair, probably in his mid-60’s to 70’s with belly on him. I was imagining running my hands through that gray as he blew me. I had to snap out of my day dreaming because I was about to make a tent out of my pants. He looked at me, nodded, and we introduced ourselves.

“Hey, the names Joe.”

“Evan here.”

I found out that he was meeting online date who had just cancelled. Apparently he thought she was a sure thing and he was going to get to eat pussy and get to fuck warm, moist hole.

“Count yourself lucky, you hit my age. You don’t exist anymore.” He said followed by a sad little laugh and takes a sip from his drink.

“Well, you just have to be looking at the right people.” I said as I adjust my cock and made sure he saw.

”I’m not gay.“ Joe said in a defensive tone.

”Not a problem. I just thought you might want to turn your luck around.“

”All you have to do is sit back and let the guy do the work to pleasure you.” I added as he laughs it off and drinks his drink nervously.

I got up, wrote my room number down on my business card slip it into his shirt pocket and pat it lovingly.

“For if you change your mind.” I said as left for my room.

Maybe I could have worked Joe to my room with more time and a few shots but I got the feeling that I should leave him wondering ‘what if.’ If he was really horned up like I thought, he’d take a chance with a guy. It’s not like that hasn’t worked for me before. By this time I had reached the elevator in the lobby and about to push the button to my floor when I hear “Wait.”

It’s Joe walking briskly to catch up with me. No other words were spoken as he get into the elevator and I push the button to my floor. It didn’t take long before we both went back to my room with Joe on my bed. I notice his hand stroke his hard cock through his pants a I got on my knees in front of him. He shivers as I slid my hands up his legs towards his crotch. Clearly he’s nervous, but trying to hide it. So better close this deal now. I unzip his pants as he lifts his ass so you can pull them down. As I do, his underwear catches his cock and cause it to snap back against his belly. I found it amusing that his short thick cock was rock hard. And with Joe watching, I took the beautiful head of his dick in my mouth. He tried not to moan, but my cock sucking skills were too much for him.

”Oh shit.“ Joe moans as I attack his cock.

I deep throated his old cock and he let out a loud, deep moan, the first of many. My hands go for his shirt, skillfully unbuttoning it and run my hands all over his tits and belly. I tongued the old man’s shaft until he started moaning continuously. I bet he’s not regretting his decision now and by the way I had him moaning had me wanting more. I wanted to test him, tease him more and did something that the old guy wasn’t expecting. I pushed my mouth down to his asshole and started running my tongue back and forth against his virgin asshole.

”God what are you doing to me?“ He called out.

When I forced my tongue inside his tight old asshole, he practically squealed with pleasure. And damn if he wasn’t reaching down and stroking my head. Then he grabs the back of my head and trusts my tongue in deeper somehow. Fearing that I was going to make him cum, I stopped, moved up between his legs kissing my way up to his tits.

My cock, which was rock hard by now, I started grinding up and down his crotch to get Joe’s reaction. He was so caught up in the feeling that I knew he was mine. When I began pushing forward with the head of my dick to his spit lubed asshole, the old man grabbed my shoulders and let out a deep moan. He started to pull away but I grabbed him behind the head with my free hand and kissed him with passion. Slowly, in spite of himself, he started to respond even as my swollen dick entered him. His back arched and I drove my  cock even deeper into him. I felt a shudder run through his doughy body as I was up to my nuts in him. I broke our embrace and started planting kissing on his cheeks, forehead and all over his face.

”It hurts.“ The old man said in choking, voice.

”Yeah.. but you like it. Don’t you?“ I said as I continued to open him up.

He just moaned while I pounded into him, but didn’t attempt to push me off. In fact he hugged me as the pain turned more toward pleasure. I was loosened up his asshole with each thrust of my cock and soon had Joe moaning in pleasure in spite of himself.

”You want it deep and hard don’t you?“ I asked as I pound his ass like he must have wanted to pounded his date’s pussy.

For the next 10 to 15 minutes, I ravaged his old ass. I running my hands all over his jiggling chest and belly while my cock repeatedly drilled his ass. By the time I was getting close, Joe was begging me to fuck him harder. He was spreading his legs wide apart, giving me full access to his butt. His cock was leaking all over his belly and I knew from the look on his face that he was getting close himself. I double my effort and pounded his butt even harder while I grabbed his cock and jacked it. He moaned and bucked beneath me as I skillfully brought him closer and closer to a climax.

Suddenly with a loud cry, he grabbed the bed sheets and his cock shot cum straight up into the air. Gobs of thick white sperm landed  all over his chest and stomach. His body convulsed with each spurt as he emptied out his seed onto his body. The contraction of his ass on my pistoning dick while he went through his orgasm brought my own climax. I made one final, hard lunge into his ass and shot off deep inside of him. After a few minutes, Joe got dressed and hurried out the door.  

I wasn’t expecting to see him again but surprisingly he called me back for a few nights of fun. Sending me dick pics and videos. Even then, I still didn’t know who he was and what he did until last when I was watching the news. Come to find out, Joe was a Republican congressman and one of the longest-serving member of the Texas House delegation. Apparently he was fucking these other chicks as I was fucking him. But the funny thing is, he sent that text to me.

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Coach Bowden

Chapter Three: Handling a Legend

Featuring Coaching Legend Bobby Bowden

On friday, Oct 7, 2017, the day before our sixth game of the season at home against Ball State. I was doing my usual work out routine, jogging around the facility. I had done a few miles and into my cool down when I noticed that someone was in coach’s stadium office from my angle. I was little horny and I quickly went there thinking there might be a possibility of having sex with him. After I paused long enough so that I was breathing normally, I knocked and quickly opened coach Bowden’s office door.

“Hey coach, could we…” I said before realizing it wasn’t coach in his office.

To my surprise, it was his father, Bobby Bowden, sitting there in tan coat, tie and slacks giving me a once over. He was handsome, despite his age as I could see where coaches Terry and Jeff got most of their looks. The retired football coach seem to have perfectly combed steel grey hair. His complexion was rosy pink and I couldn’t help but notice that national championship ring on his weathered right hand.  

“No sex today” I thought, but at least I get to meet a coaching legend and get an occasional sneak peak at his handsome features and crotch and provide myself with fodder for a late masturbation session.

“Hello, son.” The old man said with a smiled.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Bowden.” I answered quickly as I walked over to him.

“Call me coach, son. If your looking for Terry, he got called away for something and not sure when he’ll be back.“ He added.

“I’ll come back later…” I said as I was about to turn around and leave.

“If you want. Why don’t you sit down and wait a bit for him.” He said as moved some newspapers aside.

“Sit down. I’m sure he’ll be back soon.” He added patting the seat of the couch.

I quickly introduced myself, sat down and started asking questions about his career, building FSU into a national power with two national championships. As we sat there chanting, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. His genteel charm, quick wit and Southern drawl my heart flutter. He made me wanted to stretch out on the floor before him and spread my legs and have him fuck me. Like his two sons do. I sat there looking directly into his blue eyes and fantasize about him fucking me like I was his wife. And as sat there listening to him, the harder my dick got until I was squirming in my seat, wondering if he noticed my hard-on.

“Do you have a girl friend?” He suddenly asked, catching me off guard.

“No… just fuck buddies with some guys…“ I said before I could catch myself.

“Oh! I see.” The old man said, suddenly looking at me differently. His eyes were wide in disbelief as he remained silent for a long moment.

Then in a soft voice, he asked. “So you sleep with men?”

“Yes, Sir.” I admitted. Telling Bobby Bowden, a committed Christian who credits his success in football to his faith, about me being gay suddenly excited me more than I could have ever imagine.

“Yea?” The old man said as stared at me.

“Yes, Sir.”

“What kind of sex?” The old coach inquired in an almost quivering voice.

“I sucked the dick of a man that used to work for.” I admitted, thinking of both his sons.

Feeling bold, I placed my hand on his knee and he quickly uncrossed his leg though I kept contact, sliding my hand up and down his right leg. I was beginning to feel a bit nervous as Bobby looked me in the eyes for several long seconds. Not knowing what to expect from the old man, I let my hand swing out slight and touch him squarely in the crotch of his gray slacks. My hand felt what I was looking for; the hot rod, which I knew, was his cock. I ran my hand softly along the length then down along his balls.

The old coach mumbled something under his breath as I began to massage his dick and balls through the fabric of his slacks. I quickly grabbed the tab of his zipper, but was surprised again when coach Bowden didn’t attempt to stop me from unzipping his pants. I was rewarded with a pretty decent cock. It was about 7 inches, thick, veiny and most importantly, hard. I licked from the bottom of his shaft to the tip as he shuddered in pleasure. I took in his musky smell and it felt so erotic.

Coach Bowden gripped the arm and back of the leather couch as I slid my tongue up his cock. I slipped my lips over his manhood and went to work. I could feel the veins on his cock as my lips glided up and down. His salty precum hit my tongue and I looked up at him. His glazed over eyes told me everything I needed to know. I had him right where I wanted him. I moved my mouth over the top and with a pop, it sprang free from my lips. I slowly stroked his cock as I kissed my way down it. A moan escaped his mouth and I took that opportunity to ask, “Do you want me to stop?”

He moaned again as I continued to lick and stroke him before he shook his head no with another moan. Then still holding onto dick, I slipped off of the couch, knelt down between the old man’s legs and continued my oral assault on him. I sucked him off for everything it was worth. He built enough courage to lay a hand on my shoulder and then on my head. I fully expect coach Bowden to pull me off him, but the old man grabbed me behind the head and force my face against his crotch, driving his cock deeper down my throat.

“Dadgum it.” The old man mumbled between moans of pleasure as my hands slipped under his ass so I could take him deeper.

I let his cock hit the back of my throat a couple times to make that sound porn stars make in the videos. I found myself having to fight to keep from choking as the old man’s dick was too long and thick for me forcibly handle. But somehow I managed as I was determined to swallow it all. Once coach Bowden saw that I could take his entire dick, the old man started fucking my mouth as though he was fucking his wife. At least that’s what I thought when I looked up to his eyes closed and head tilted back moaning softly. He probably haven’t had many blow-jobs in his life, if any and I want to make this one memorable.

I released his cock from my mouth with a gasp and I jerked him off so I could catch my breathe. I was feeling real slutty. I looked at him and asked, “You’re wife doesn’t suck your cock like this does she.”

He shook his head as I slapped his cock against my lips and then my tongue. I bobbed down again to get some of his precum in my mouth. I let his cock free of my mouth again and spat on it to lube it more as I stroked him.

“Do you like having your cock in my mouth,” I asked. He nodded as he breathed heavily.

“Mmmm your cock tastes so good.” I said as I kissed the pink velvety head and pressed my tongue in the opening of it.

“Good, Lord!” He said with a groan of pleasure.

I decided it was time to finish him off, so I started to suck and stroke his thick cock. I was going to milk this old bastard and leave him wanting more. My head bobbed as his moans got louder and louder. I felt the 7 inches of hot meat passing through my lips. The smell of musk and sex filled my senses and it was intoxicating. His hands gripped my shoulders as if he wanted me to stop but I wanted it. I wanted his cum. I wanted his satisfaction. He thrust his hip as he could no longer hold it in anymore.

Suddenly I tasted cum! The old man’s body started shaking as cum gushed into my mouth with a sizable load. I’ve swallowed many a load of cum, but damn if the old man’s wasn’t one of the biggest. I enjoyed it greatly as I continued to suck his cock. Coach Bowden slumped back into the couch, panting as if he’d just ran a marathon. With one last suck, his cock popped out of my mouth as I jumped to my feet.

While still in the thrall of his nut, I quickly pulled my dick out and started jacking it as fast as I could. When he noticed what I was doing, I expected him to turn away but he didn’t. He stood his ground and watched as I manipulated my hand back and forth over my dick. Knowing that he was watching me intensely, filled me with such excitement that I jacked my cock faster and faster.

Suddenly my entire body began to shake as I pumped my dick under the watchful eyes of coach Bowden. Cum shot straight up into the air. The first stream of cum mostly missed his face as jerked to the side and the next stream hit the couch. The last stream landed on the on the leg of his slacks and some on the old man’s loafers. It seemed like an eternity before I stopped ejaculating and the old man’s eyes were as wide as saucers. There was cum dripping from left side of his mouth and to my surprise, coach Bowden’s tongue slurped up the loose cum from around his mouth.

What followed was a brief awkward moment as watch coach Bowden, who wasn’t smiling, stuff his still half hard cock back into his pants. Thinking that now was to time to get my ass out of there, I quickly I forced my still hard dick back into my shorts.

“I think I’ll talk to coach later, Mr. Bowden.” I said in almost a whisper not knowing what was going to happen next.

“That’ll probably be best.” The old man said as he ran his fingers nervously through his grey hair.

“Thanks.” I said as I hurried out of the office.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

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‘A Night with William Windom’

Featuring William Windom

Back in 1997, I was at the Beverly Garland Holiday Inn in North Hollywood where many celebrities from TV’s “Golden Age” taking part in autograph meet-and-greets with fans. I first spotted William Windom sitting next to former Jackie Gleason Show regular Sheila MacRae, just down from Ken Berry and Larry Storch from F Troop. You got older stars at the Hollywood Show back then because, well, they were still around.

I had just purchased a still from Mr. Windom’s debut movie To Kill a Mockingbird and he seemed surprised by my choice as most people wanted stills from Star Trek or Murder, She Wrote.

“I’m a lawyer today in large part because of that movie.” I told him.

Mr. Windom proceeded to tell me a few anecdotes about lawyers and his time on the set To Kill a Mockingbird. Eccentric and fidgety, I noticed he kept messing around with an old navy telescope gizmo, a small brass thing he kept looking through when he wasn’t being bugged for his John Hancock.

“Check this out.” He finally said to me.

I looked through it and realized that it was a trick telescope with a mirror in it so you could look directly sideways from where it appeared you were looking. Windom, married five times in his life, was scoping out the Playboy bunnies signing at a nearby table. The man knew what to bring to the show.

I told him “If that what you like” and his response was “Well what do you like?”

“Someone like you,” I found myself saying, “And if I’m honest, I had a crush on you from watching the show called The Farmer’s Daughter.” I added flirtatiously.

“WELL, we’ll fix THAT!” He replied with devilish satisfaction.

I spent about an hour with Mr. Windom over the two days and on the final day of the convention, I had a private conversation with him in a back room during his break on Sunday for almost half an hour. He genuinely enjoyed my company. I think I embarrassed him with all my adulation, because I told him he was the sole reason I had made the trip. Which wasn’t exactly the truth, but he was funny and attentive, and told me many funny stories. And during that whole time, I continued to seriously flirt with Bill. Testing his comfort level, seeing if he would bite, as it were.

The idea of possibly fucking him drove me mad with lust, but sadly it seem like it was only going to be a dream.

“Well… its been a pleasure meeting you Mr. Windom.” I said as I was about to leave.

Bill stood up, smiled a half smile at me and said, “So…  you still want to suck an old man’s cock?”

And without waiting for my answer, he unzipped his fly and quickly pulled his dick out which greatly surprised me. First, because my flirting worked and second, we were alone in the room, but anyone could have walked in right then. Bill didn’t seem to care. But as I focused on his dick, all other thoughts quickly faded from my mind.

“Ain’t much now, but I’m sure you can make it hard.” Bill said, giving me a good look at his thick beautiful dick. It was pale, cut, thick and pinkish in color with a big head.  

Walking up to my chair, he shoved his soft dick close to my face. I naturally opened up to taste him and he tasted good. Sweet and manly. My hands quickly wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer to my face, shoving his cock deeper into my mouth.

“That feels damn right good. I haven’t had it sucked in months.” Bill said looking straight down into my eyes.

“Swallow it all the way. I know you can do it.” He urged me on as his dick quickly hardened.

Bill’s dick was thick and was a good seven inches when it was hard. But because it wasn’t overly fat, I was able to keep swallowing his suddenly lengthening dick until I had his entire dick buried down my throat. I closed my eyes to enjoyed the smell of his crotch and the wet sounds of my lips sucking his cock. And the sensation of that cock sliding in and out of my mouth was incredible.

Just then, the door opened and someone else came in. Bill quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth and slipped it back in his pants before anyone noticed what we were doing. Then he reached in his pocket and placed his hotel room card on the edge of the table right next to me. He gave me a wink and walked out, leaving the key behind. I looked around to see if anyone had noticed, but no one had. So I grabbed the key, waited a few minutes then headed out.

By the time I got to Bill’s room, I was afraid he’d think I wasn’t’ interested, but when I entered the room, he was ready and waiting. He was in a hotel bathrobe, sitting up in bed with his rock hard cock tenting underneath. Without hesitation, I jumped on the bed and opened up his robe, exposing his fully hard cock. Bill spread his legs, took my head in his hand and guided me to his cock. I opened my mouth wide and greedily started to suck it. I looked up to Bill, his eyes were closed and head tilted back moaning softly, “Oh, good son. Keep on doing it.”

Hearing those words, I started sucking wildly on it. His breathing became really heavy as well as his moaning when suddenly Bill lift my head off his cock. The next thing I knew, I was on my back with him between my legs lifting them high in the air. Kindly, Bill put some lube on my ass that he got out of his travel bag before I felt his two fingers massaging my ass, pushing in and out to loosen me up. He suddenly stopped and I watched him centering up the tip of his cock to my asshole.

“Fuck me, Bill. Give it to me.” I found myself saying as he began pushing for the best angle in.

And Bill did just that as he rammed half his dick deep in my hole so violently that I sucked in air to keep from crying out. Then he rammed the rest of it into me, stopping only when his low hanging balls slapped against my ass.

“You like having my cock up your ass?” He suddenly asked with a hint of a smile on his face.

“Yes… Fuck me, Bill!” I told him shaking my head.

“Oh I’ll fuck you all right.” He said as he pulled his dick out of my ass until only its head remained inside. Then looking straight into my eyes, he rammed his dick back inside as far as it would go.

“Damn if you don’t have a hot ass.” He told me as he started pumping his dick in and out of me with powerful strokes that had me bucking and moaning.

Then right in the middle of  the fucking, he leaned forward and kissed me! I couldn’t believe it. William Windom, who I had always had a crush, was fucking me and kissing me as passionately as I had ever been kissed. Every time I saw him on TV, I had wanted to have sex with him. Now I was doing that. I could tell he was about to cum when I noticed the strained look on his face. And as if on cue, he shot off inside me!

Oh, how I hated for him to cum. But to my surprise he continued to kiss me as though nothing had happened. I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold his cock inside me as long as possible.

After we broke our embrace, I laid there with my eyes closed as I started stroking my cock. Then I felt Bill’s hand stop me from jerking my cock off. Looking me in the eyes, he smiled, then quickly went down on my cock. I couldn’t believe he was sucking my dick? Here’s a 5 time married man, sucking on my dick and looking like he was in heaven doing it. And from the way he was doing it, I could swear he had done it before.

A minute or two of this and I was getting close to cumming when Bill suddenly pulled away. At first I thought that he had enough, but he reached for a container of lube, rubbed some on my dick and smeared some on his asshole.

I knew he hadn’t been fucked before, so I figured I would have a hell of a time getting my cock into Bill’s asshole. But I wasn’t about to stop him. I just hope I wouldn’t hurt him. Suddenly, he was kneeling up over me, guiding the tip of my dick to his ass and forcing himself down on me. Slowly, he opened up to accommodate my swollen head and I heard him gasp as it slipped all the way in. Moaning deliriously, Bill squatting down further and further, until all 8 inches of me was in him.

“Oh my god, your cock feels so fucking good in me.” He said out loud.

“Oh yeah, take my cock.” I said as I then began to thrust up slowly. I was ecstatic as I thought it was time to give him the first fucking of his life.

“Yes, oh my god yes! Take me. Fuck me hard.” Bill said in a demanding voice.

This was all the invitation I needed. I started pumping slow and methodical for a good 3 minutes or so until he grew accustomed to the size of my cock. It was fascinating to feel his large body tremble with each thrust. By now he was really gasping and moaning in pure pleasure. At this point, we kind of bouncing off each other as I slammed my cock in and out of him.

‘Oh that’s the way.’ Bill said looking straight down into my eyes.

The knowledge that I was giving this hot man so much pleasure filled me with pride. Bill was really enjoying himself at this point as he was rocking onto my cock. Most of the pleasure he was feeling now was coming from his ass, rather than his cock as he was moaning and babbling incoherently. By now his asshole spasming around my probing cock. And now all I wanted to do was cum as I couldn’t take anymore. I buried my cock deep into his hole and held it there as I pumped a full load of cum into him. Burst after burst of cum coated his insides as we held our positions, gasping for breath, but satisfied.

“That’s something I have wanted to do to you ever since I found out that you were gay.” Bill confessed as he  grimaced and pulled himself reluctantly up and off my still swollen dick.

“I guess both of us had fantasies fulfilled today.”

[THE END]

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Air Force One: George & Dick

Featuring Fr. Pres. George W. Bush & Vice Pres. Dick Cheney

Back in the early 2000s, I was an aide working at the White House during the Bush administration, George W. Bush, or Bush 43 to distinguish him from his father, George H. W. Bush, who served as the 41st president of the United States from 1989 to 1993.. Over the first year of working I got to know more about him and thought he was a pretty cool guy for his age. I think he knows I am gay, but we never discuss private lives, I guess we have nothing much in common: he’s married and a father of two, but from some remarks he dropped, I believe he hasn’t had sex with her. At the time, I wasn’t going to get involved with guys from work, but at least I could enjoy the view.  

Another guy who I admirered from a distance was Vice President Dick Cheney. I was always a little intimidated of him, as his face was stern. Unlike President Bush, the Cheney rarely smiled, but he had a cock that just wouldn’t stop. You could tell it was a huge one, because it flopped back and forth as he walked. Every day, I would stare and hide my erections.  

Anyway, in November of 2003, President Bush paid a surprise visit to Baghdad on Air Force One and I was one of the aides accompanying him on the trip. A few minutes into the trip, I was getting a cup of coffee when from behind Vice President Cheney asked, “Where are you from?“ in an almost downright unfriendly tone.

“I’m original from Richmond, Virginia, but I moved to D. C. here from New York City.” I replied speaking fast as his presence made me nervous as I was so stricken by his fatherly looks.

I didn’t mean to glance down at his crotch, I just did it out of habit. The big bulge caught my attention immediately, but I force my eyes away and glance at the old man’s face but even as I did so, I realized that he had seen me looking down at his crotch. Suddenly he was looking at me differently. His eyes seemed to stare at me as thought he was looking at me through a magnifying glass.

“Come to the President’s office in a couple of minutes.” He told me in a low voice as he leaned his head closer to me.

“Sure thing, Mr. Vice President.” I said as he walked back to the President’s office.

I stayed at the coffee maker long enough to down two more cups before it was pass the timetable and I must admit to be more than a little nervous when I knocked on the President’s office door. Vice President Cheney opened the door and said, “Come in.”

“Hey, young man… You suck cock?” President Bush said bluntly as I approached his desk.  

And without waiting for me to answer, Vice President Cheney unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He pulled his hand and way from his dick and let it flop between his legs. His cut cock was one of the biggest and thickest I’ve ever seen resting against a set of huge balls.

“You want to suck my old pecker?” He asked, as I stood uncertain in front of him.

“Go ahead, why do you think I called you in here.” President Bush called out.

I glanced into the blue eyes of the President sitting at his desk, then knelt down in front of Vice President Cheney and grabbed dick in my hand. Then as I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes, I closed my mouth around the head of his dick and immediately he began fucking my mouth.

“Damn George, this kid is a born cocksucker.” He said he ran his hands through my hair, pumping his hips into my mouth. I almost choked on Vice President Cheney’s cock, but he kept thrusting it into my mouth.

“So he’s much better than the other one we had the other day.” The President called back to Vice President Cheney.

“George, I wonder if he’s a better fuck than he was.” The Vice President as he pulled me off of his cock by the hair.

“Good show the President what a good cocksucker you are.”   Looking over to President Bush, he me a nod and a smile as I worked my way over to him and pulled down his zipper. Reaching inside his slacks, found his cock, pulled it out and gave it a look see. His cock was comparable to Vice President Cheney’s cock, only being thinner. It quickly grew to about 9” inches long and began leaking clear precum which I used to rub around his tip. Then I bent down and quickly began sucking his penis down into my throat. President Bush groaned like a bear as I sucked the head and slid my tongue under the foreskin to get a good taste of him. I started sucking his cock for a while and then tried to pull his balls out through the flap, but they were too big! I figured with his skinny cock he would have small balls, but not so!

After a while I pulled away and started stroking it, President Bush ran his thick fingers through my hair and urged me to get him lubed up, so I did. Suddenly felt Vice President Cheney reaching around me and unbuckling my belt. He jerked my slacks down and then my jockey shorts.

“Nice ass.” He added as he patted first one ass cheek and then the other.

President Bush tossed Vice President Cheney a tube of something, which he smeared all over his cock. I knew what was coming and wanted it bad as my asshole was twitching with anticipation of being penetrated by Vice President Cheney’s fat dick.

“Your gonna get the fuck of your life.” He said as smeared the jelly on my opening and slipped his finger in my ass.

“Shit he’s tight George, we might have to take our time with him.” The Vice President said from behind me.

“He doesn’t want us to go slow do you son?” President Bush pulled me off of his cock by the hair.

“No Mr. President!” I had time to gasp out before he shoved me back into his furry crotch.

Looking up at him, I deep throated his long cock, relishing the feel of his presidential dick as it slid down my throat until my mouth was pressed against the fly of his pants.

“Damn! That feels great.” W called out. “Dick he’s good.”

“Yea, well let see how good his ass can take my fat pecker.” Cheney called out from behind me as I suddenly felt the head of his thick dick pressing against my asshole.

I steadied myself on all fours, closed my eyes preparing for ‘the fuck of a lifetime’ and I wasn’t disappointed. Vice President Cheney slid his lubed cock up my ass in one quick motion as I let out a yelp of pain. After he had all 8" in me, he started thrusting back and forth, holding onto my hips. I could feel his thick shaft expanding my tunnel and throbbing. I groaned with pleasure, pulling my mouth off of President Bush’s cock as each thrust, send electric waves through my body.

“Oh no you don’t, slut!” President Bush said, grabbing me by the hair and shoving me back into his crotch.

“George, you won’t believe how hot his asshole his. I bet he’s been fucked a thousand times. Hell, my fat pecker slid in him faster than into a whore’s pussy.” Cheney said as he began to pull his cock out slowly and then drive it slowly back up my ass.  

With each thrust my cock began to grow some more, until I suddenly shot my load all over the floor beneath me. Dick’s cock filled me up like no other cock I’d ever had inside of me before. I’d been fucked plenty of times, sometimes slowly, sometimes rough, but I’d never been fucked like this. The fact that President Bush had me by the hair and was ramming his shaft down my throat just made it better. I’d fantasized about having the two of them fucking me, but never dreamed it could be this good.

“Fuck it George, this kid is tight. Hope I don’t stretch him out too much for you.” He sneered, giving my ass a slap.

“Yeah baby, I love fucking a nice tight little ass like this.”

“Anything would be tight with that gigantic cock of yours Dick.” George smiled, letting me up for air for a few seconds.

“I love both of your cocks…” I sighed as Dick’s thrusts got even quicker and harder.

I could hear him moaning and groaning as I licked up and down President Bush’s tool.

“Give it to him Dick. Fill that tight young ass with all that hot cum. C'mon grease it up for me! Fire away.” George said as Dick began to really put it to me.  

The room was steaming and filled with the sounds of Dick’s balls slamming against my ass, my cries of being fucked and George’s groans of approval. It seem like he had been fucking me for about forty minutes or something when eventually he exploded inside me, causing me to cum again. I felt his cock throb time after time and I felt his cum seeping out my ass and onto the bed beneath me. He must have shot 10 or 12 huge spurts of cum in my ass before pulling out, make a wet pop sound as it left my popped cherry.  

George clapped Dick on the back as they quickly exchanged places. Before I could react, George had pressed his knob against my hole and in no time, had all 9" inches buried up my clenching hole. Between the jelly and Dick’s massive load of cum, The President’s cock slid easily in and out of my tight ass and I begged him to do it harder. It felt wonder as his long dick reached deeper inside my ass than Cheney’s fat cock could get.

Just then, Dick slapped his cock in my face and I tongued it for all I was worth.

After 10 minutes of ass pounding ecstasy I knew I was going to cum again as George slowed his thrusts.  I couldn’t take it and fired my third load in less than 2 hours onto the floor. It wasn’t big, but I had a good pool of sperm going on beneath me as George resumed his assault on my ass and fucked me till I was dizzy. Soon he was mumbling incoherently, signaling that I was about to get a big load up my ass. George bellowed like a bull as his cock swelled inside my tunnel and he dropped his cum deposit deep in my ass. He collapsed on me as Vice President Cheney shot a second big load on my face.    

“What goes on here stays here! You say anything about what we did here to anyone and that will be your ass.” VP Cheney said as he glanced at me as though seeing me for the first time.

“I’m not going to say a word. I enjoyed it.”

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Daddy Mack

Featuring North Carolina head coach, Mack Brown

On November 27, 2018, Mack Brown was named head coach at North Carolina after a 5-year absence from coaching and 21 years after he left UNC for Texas. I remember the first day of practice with him. Coach wore his Carolina blue, UNC long sleeve coach’s shirt which covered his chest; his grey shorts tented where his manhood lie and no name sneakers covered his masculine feet. His gray hair accentuated his tanned face from many days in the afternoon sun. His blue eyes and pearly-white teeth were the finishing touches on this god-like stud of a man.

However, the “teepee tent” in coach’s shorts was his most noticeable feature and there was never a time that I wasn’t looking at his crotch. I’d sometimes placed myself perpendicular to Coach so that I could discretely sneak a side view of his mounded package which protruded a good three inches. Whenever I did this, my balls would tingle and my cock would thicken shortly thereafter. I am sure he noticed me looking many times but never said anything. Later that evening I went home and jacked off thinking about his hairy balls.

On the Monday after we nearly upset #1 ranked and defending national champion Clemson, we were in his office alone.

“Coach Brown , I must tell you something very important today, before it is too late. I must tell you that I love you.”

He was very attentive, and looked into my eyes warmly. “I love you too.” He replied, “You have always been a very good player and great person.”

“Do you remember the home opener where we beat the Hurricanes on a last-minute touchdown? And during the excitement, I kissed you. Do you remember that kiss?”

He thought for a few moments, then said, “Yes, I do remember; it was very touching.”

I continued by explaining that I needed to tell him how I felt. That I was attracted to him and had many fantasies about him; that I had masturbated many times, thinking about him and imagining how he looked nude. Well, needless to say, this confession was making Coach Brown somewhat uneasy. There was silence for a moment and I thought I had really done it now: offended him and really ruined it for myself forever.

I mustered my courage thinking it’s now or never, I looked at him almost defiantly when I got up and walked around to his chair. Coach Mack seemed surprised and said “Er…Rob, what are you doi…”

I interrupted his line of questioning by kissing him hard on the mouth with a little tongue thrown in. I was hot and raring to go as I eased into the lap of this handsome man. It was quite intoxicating to me. It was right where I wanted to be all along. Mack pulled back, seemingly shocked by my actions and replied “Robert, I am your coach. What are you thinking?”

Despite his protest I could feel the substantial bulge at his crotch. I responded by putting my arms around him and burying my face in his neck as he let out a gasp. There I sat in the coach’s lap with my arms around him taking in all of the sensations bombarding my senses. The slight smell of his sweat-scented skin, the soft yet firm feel of his warm body, the soft cotton of the t-shirt and shorts he was wearing, and his hard-on poking at my ass. It was all too much and a dream come true at the same time.

We sat like this for a while and he was beginning to loosen up as I looked into his eyes every so often and kissing him passionately. Mack gasped about how long it had been since he’d been touched like this and how good it felt. I asked him how long it had been and he said months before he started here at North Carolina without elaborating further.

“Do you really want  me so badly?”

I said I most certainly did and after a brief, silent pause, he pulled out his hard cock, exposing himself to me. I was so excited by this gesture that I immediately stroked his cock. His cock was just how I imagined all these months. It was beautiful. He had just the right amount of foreskin and his cock was proportioned just right at a thick 7" inches. His silver gray pubic hair and the hair on his body intrigued me. That was just as I had imagined it would be.

He directed me to lock the office door and told me I was in charge. I got up from his lap and did as he asked. My dream had come true. He was mine. I came back and knelt before him in his chair, placing my hands gently on his upper legs and savoring the feel of this beautiful man. I looked at him with eyes filled with love, lust and longing, while running my hands up and down the shaft of his cock and teasing the head with my thumbs. Mack moaned and shivered.

I finally could take no more, darted forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth, tasting the precum that was collecting there. Can you I imagine the excitement of this moment; how it felt to be finally living out my fantasy and how he felt having this first experience. I then went down and deep throated him, making him moan so beautifully again with more intensity. I went down on him with everything I had, sucking as though my life depended on it.

“So…gooood…” Mack moaned.

I went at him for some time, noting his rapid breathing and increasing excitement. All too soon his cock burst forth with a sizable load, filling my mouth. I was in heaven, and was rewarded with several more sweet spurts of his delicious cream. I reached up and worked his balls trying to get every bit. Mack slumped back in his chair, clearly satisfied. He told me how good I was, and that he’d never came like that. Ever. I was happy to hear this.

Surprisingly, he reciprocated by pulling me up to my feet and extracting my erection from my shorts. He went down on it like a seasoned pro and I was enjoying watching this man sucking me off. This was enough to make me cum almost immediately.

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The Senator From North Carolina

Featuring the senior U.S. Senator from North Carolina, Richard Burr

Hello, my name is James. I’m a 20 year old page working at the senate in Washington DC. I was on my way to deliver some papers to Sen. Richard Burr to sign. The senior United States Senator from North Carolina, serving since 2005. I had always thought Sen. Burr was highly fuckable, but I couldn’t stand the fact that he has a long tradition of wearing shoes with no socks. No matter if it is summer or winter. Which I hate. If you are going to wear nice shoes, at least wear socks to accentuate the look. Other than that, he’s very doable.

When I arrived at his office, I tried to open it but it was locked. I peered in and saw him at the front desk which was odd. Where was his receptionist? He noticed me and came to let me in. I asked where his receptionist was and Sen. Burr said that she went home early due to a migraine. He locked the door behind and ushered me into his office. His eyes quickly did a once over on me and I thought bingo. I do believe the good senator here might have a thing for little ol’ me.

I studied Sen. Burr when he sat down and went over the papers I gave him. Your typical older white male in his 60s, handsome, in good shape with greying hair. Not too bad, he had a cute quality to him. I decided that I might just have some fun with him. I always had a thing for older guys. A feral smile arose internally. My cock hardened at the thought of him and I having sex on his desk. I stood with my cock semi hard and made sure he saw it as his eyes locked onto the slight bulge of my pants.  

I walked over to a wall with his accolades. He turned slightly in his chair and I saw his bulge. I had him right where I wanted him. He sat there, not knowing what to do next. I guess it was up to me to do most of the heavy lifting in this “deal.” I picked up a picture that displayed a younger version of him and who I assumed was his wife. She seemed like a hard-nosed bitch.

“Is this your wife Sen. Burr,” I asked. He stood up to look at what I was speaking of. He answered, “Yes, we’ve been married for 37 years.”

“She seems a bit… intense, no?” I asked. He chuckled and agreed. I placed the picture back and gently asked, “Does she take good care of you, Sen. Burr?”

He froze, so I took a small step towards him. He didn’t budge, but his lower lip seemed to quiver a bit. As if words were trying to be formed, but my now sexual presence was suffocating them. I took another step forward and fixed the collar of his shirt. I looked into his eyes and whispered, “Sen. Burr, does she suck your cock every night and morning? Does she make you feel good?”

I slowly shook his head no. I smiled meekly, putting my hand on his chest, pushing him back into his chair and kneeled in front of him. I licked my lips and said, “Sen. Burr, do you want me to suck your cock?”

With his lips still quivering, he nodded yes as I slid my hands up and down his legs. I put on my most sincere face and thanked him while my hands slid up his body and down his legs again. On the next pass I unbuckled his belt so I could undo his pants. I slid them down and was rewarded with a pretty decent cock. It was about 6 inches, thick, veiny and most importantly, hard. I licked from the bottom of his shaft to the tip as he shuddered in pleasure. I took in his musky smell and it felt so erotic.

Sen. Burr gripped the arms of his leather chair as I slid my tongue up his cock. I slipped my lips over his manhood and went to work. I could feel the veins on his cock as my lips glided up and down. His salty precum hit my tongue and I looked up at him. His glazed over eyes told me everything I needed to know. I had him right where I wanted him. I’ll be fucking him for a while.

Sen. Burr gripped the arms of his leather chair as I slid my tongue up his cock. I slipped my lips over his manhood and went to work. I could feel the veins on his cock as my lips glided up and down. His salty precum hit my tongue and I looked up at him. His glazed over eyes told me everything I needed to know. I had him right where I wanted him. I’ll be fucking him for a while.

I let his cock hit the back of my throat a couple times to make that sound porn stars make in the videos. He built enough courage to lay a hand on my shoulder and then on my head. My hands slipped under his ass so I could take him deeper. I was feeling real slutty. A moan escaped his mouth and I took that opportunity to ask, “Does your wife ever suck you like that?”

He shook his head no as I slapped his cock against my lips and then my tongue. I continued my oral assault on him as I bobbed down again to get some of his precum in my mouth. As Sen. Burr continued to squirm in his chair. I knew I was well on my way to completely subjugating the senator. It wouldn’t be long before he was my sex slave. I released his cock from my mouth with a gasp and I jerked him off so I could catch my breath.

“Do you like having your cock in my mouth,” I asked. He nodded as he breathed heavily. I continued, “Mmmm your cock tastes so good. Your wife ever let you fuck her in the ass?”

He said she hadn’t and I said she was missing out then as I kissed the pink velvety head and pressed my tongue in the opening of it. He let out a groan of pleasure. Now is the time to completely win the senator.

“Do you want more than my pretty mouth on your cock,” I asked as I licked and kissed his balls before getting up, climbing onto the old man’s desk without waiting for him to agree. I guess the sight of my ass overcame him not being with a man because Sen. Burr followed me onto his desk.

I tensely watched Sen. Burr spit in his hand to lubricate his cock as the expectation of getting fucked by this senator excited me. I had always wanted to be fucked by a senator. Now was the time. Then with a wicked smile on his face, the old man shoved the head of his cock completely into me as I spread my legs to accept the hard dick. I groaned half in pain half in pleasure as he pierced me with his cock.

“Fuck me senator. Fuck me.” I said as he started to fuck me.  

Pressing into me till his hips were against my ass holding it for a moment then pulling out and driving back in. He was panting and looking at me with a hungry desire, like I was a meal and he was starving. He pumped that hard dick into me faster making a slapping sound as his hips met my ass.

“Damn Richard, that’s good. AHHH keep it up. I never felt anything so good. Keep going. Keep going.” I said to feed the senator’s ego. I wanted the senator to think he was really good although he was indeed better than most of the men I’ve fucked.  

I rolled my head and shoulders up so I could see his cock sliding in and out of me. The feeling was awesome. Being used by this senator that was fucking me with so much energy and desire and need. He didn’t say a word he just pounded my ass hole with his cock. My eyes kept rolling back into my head with pleasure and I had to force my self to focus to watch him fucking me.

“Shit that’s good. AHH. Damn. Keep it up. Keep it up. Fuck me. Fuck me!” I said, trying my best to pump up the senator’s ego even though I was really enjoying the fucking that Sen. Burr was giving me.

I was doing what little I could to fuck back from my position. Then unexpectedly, the old man leaned forward and kissed me deep. Our tongues caressed each other! For someone that didn’t like men, his kiss was passionate. I arched my back as I was forced to take more cock deeper into my ass than ever before.

Sen. Burr’s cock swelled slightly and his rhythm became erratic while my dick was vibrating with excitement and my balls were tight to my body waiting to cum. He fucked me with that cock pounding my sore ass hole for another ten minutes. He thrusted his hip as he could no longer hold it in anymore and He came with a groan as he continued stroking in me slowly and little shakingly. I had came on my own stomach, but hadn’t noticed while watching him cum in me.

“Damn, that was better than any pussy I have ever fucked.” He said panting as if he’d just ran a marathon.

I wondered if he even still had sex with his wife. Oh well, it didn’t matter. It would be much better if they didn’t. I’ve found that men will do almost anything for sex. Especially really good sex. With that, I got dressed and I left smiling. Another satisfied customer.

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I am in my second year as my first-term as a Democratic Senator from Connecticut. But now it looks like this will be my only term.

The reason why? Trent Lott, the current Senate Minority Leader. In my campaign and in fundraising literature, I frequently said that “America does not need Trent Lott running this country.” It is a usual line, and usually something forgivable amongst politicians. We get it. Heck, in my limited interactions with him, we were always genial.

But he had his sites in revenge, and I did not see it coming. My big project lately has been to get more money to rebuild the state’s major international airport - part of an infrastructure bill that would invest in these types of projects around the country. The bill passed. But my proposal to get funding for our airport? That was gutted in a parliamentary procedure engineered by Senator Lott, who used the influence he has to get a few Democrats to look the other way. He knew how to trade for favors... and this time, the favor was to hurt me politically, resulting in a rash of criticism back home and rapidly dropping poll numbers.

I gulped. And I asked my scheduler today place me on his calendar. I arrived for our 4 pm meeting early. And I waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, I was buzzed in by his secretary.

He was behind his desk, peering down writing something paying me no mind as I walked in. He looked up at me and smiled, his hands on his stomach, and a laugh at my expense at the ready.

“Well, well, well if it isn’t the Junior Senator from Connecticut in my office... the same man who has used my name many times to fill up his campaign funds. What do I owe the honor? I assume it’s to talk about your airport... but there’s not much to talk about, is there?”

He sat back and awaited a response.

I paused. And gulped.

“Yes, I am here to talk about that. But... but I had something else to say.”

I paused as I contemplated the words. He told me to get on with it.

“I... I’m sorry. I am SO sorry. I deserved everything you did to me. I never should have used your name the way I did. Please, I am here to ask to for your mercy.”

His eyes slightly bulged before a bit of an evil smirk appeared on his face. I could see him calculating what to do next.

“Well, I see... I must admit, that it’s mighty big of you to come here to apologize and to recognize just exactly what it is I can do to someone’s career. But you have to understand... my mercy, as you put it, is going to come with a price.”

I nodded and dropped my head and said that I understood.

“Well, we will just see about that. Now, you asked for my mercy. But asking is not enough. What I want... I want to see you beg for my mercy. Admit that I am more powerful than you will ever be and beg me.”

“Please, I beg you. You are much more powerful than I will ever be. I am begging you for your mercy.”

He shook his head with a little chuckle.

“That’s a start but that ain’t begging. No. Try again. This time.,. Call me with the respect I am afforded. Senator Lott or Sir is how you will start or end your sentences anytime you have something to say in my presence again. Now try again.”

“Senator Lott... Sir. I am begging you—“

“No, no, no. There’s something missing here. And I realize what it is.” He had a stern face. “Come around my desk and get on your knees. And then beg me.”

I was hesitant at first. I thought he may have been kidding.

“Now. And do not make me ask again.”

I nodded.

“Of course, Senator Lott, Sir.”

I paced around his big desk as he spun his high back chair and faced me. He looked down at me, his arms glued to the rest, as I looked up at him from the floor. I cupped my hands.

“Please, Senator Lott, Sir. I am begging you for your mercy. I know that you are more powerful than me, Sir. I know I was so completely wrong to have crossed you. Please, Sir, I am begging for your forgiveness, Senator Lott.”

He sternly looked down.

“That’s a good start... boy. But it is not enough. Where’d you go to college? Yale, I believe? I want you to admit to me and yourself out loud that despite your lofty education that you are a dumb Yankee kneeling before his superior. And please tell me exactly what makes me your superior.”

“Senator Lott, Sir. I am just an ignorant Yankee kneeling before a strong, Southern man. You are just a natural leader, Sir. The most intelligent man in Washington, Sir. There’s a reason why I am a laughingstock and you are a pillar of integrity and brilliance that everyone recognizes, Sir.”

He laughed a little bit as he nodded in agreement.

“Very good.”

Now he stood, his hands on his hips.

“Now beg to suck my cock. Tell me how badly you have wanted it.”

“Please, Sir. I beg you to let me have the honor of sucking the cock of the great Senator Trent Lott. Please. I have wanted this as soon as I first saw you on television. I deep down inside always knew that this is where I belonged, Sir.”

He nodded and ordered me to undo his belt and slacks. I did and pulled out his erection as he returned to sitting.

“Good boy. Now take me in your mouth as I contemplate whether or not I will let you have a career.”

I eagerly sucked always, my tongue and lips sliding all over it.

“That’s it... a good little Yankee cocksucker. Enjoying pleasuring a real man, as you called me.”

I felt his hand and his weighty Ole Miss class ring against my head and moaned as he steered me.

“That’s right... keep this up... Maybe I will have you put into writing some legislation that will give Mississippi a boost... or maybe I’ll have you stand before my closest supporters and apologize to me... Standing there and then saying in the spirit of bipartisanship that you’ll gladly raise money for me...”

I moaned more as he opined.

“Or maybe... I’ll treat you in my presence as my intern... fetching me my coffee. Polishing my shoes. And this. I bet you’ll enjoy that... being my servant.”

My lips were so incredibly tight as I moaned as he continued to tell me my fate.

“You’ll make sure that no matter who you have in your office or what you have in your schedule that anytime I want, I can walk right into your office and bend you over your desk. And I’ll call you boy in front of your staff... ridicule you in front of our peers as you’ll sit there with a smile on your face... that’s right... just my whipping boy...”

I frantically took him in deeper. And finally I heard him grunt as he exploded all over my face. I screamed as he did.

He stood over me.

“Clean me up and put my dick back in its place. And then you may take your leave.

I did without saying anything. I then started to clean my face and stood up and left. But I paused as I got to the door and turned around.

“Senator Lott, Sir, May I please say something before I leave.”

He looked up and told me to be quick about it.

I walked two steps towards him and again kneeled.

“Thank you so much, Senator Lott, Sir, for letting me suck your superior Mississippi cock, Sir. I know how lucky I am that someone as lowly as me has a chance to pleasure you, Sir.”

He nodded.

“It’s about time you learned your place, boy. Now head back to your office and draft a list of a few different infrastructure goals you want for Connecticut that I’ll erase from the docket. That’s how you can thank me and show your loyalty. You may go.”

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Deep Sea Fishing with Jimmy

Featuring legendary former Dallas Cowboys coach Jimmy Johnson

A few weeks ago, I was one of two guys who won a fishing trip with Two-time Super Bowl-winning coach Jimmy Johnson of the Dallas Cowboys. Apparently, the other had to drop out because of an emergency, so it’ll be just me and the coach. Which was fine by me. After our greeting, Jimmy and I headed out to sea on his black, diesel-powered SeaVees, named Three Rings, for his two Super Bowl wins with the Dallas Cowboys and national championship with the University of Miami in the Orange Bowl.

We traveled out for miles on calm, pristine Atlantic Ocean, for about 3 hours at full steam and arrived smack dab in the middle of nowhere. The agile 78-year-old puts the boat on autopilot and deftly bounces from one rod holder to another, setting up the two-line spread in minutes. We spent the day fishing. Relaxing. Catching chasing big mahi and wahoo. I can’t remember the smile ever leaving my face the entire day.

The day past, pleasantly uneventful and I lost all track of time. My focus was not on the fishing, but on Jimmy, sitting on an up-turned 5 gallon bucket opposite me along the port side of the boat. Jimmy was about 5'8" with a nice, mature physique. He shirtless wearing just blue swim trunks. We faced each other, hanging our lines over the same side of the boat, each sitting on our bucket seat. From time to time, he gives me this glance and when I look at his eyes, he’d look away. Then after the look, he’d grab his cock through his shorts. Then after the 2nd or 3rd “touching” I saw that his cock was poking his shorts. I couldn’t look away.

“Do you want it?” was the question he asked a couple of times, before I realize I haven’t heard him the first couple of times he asked me that.

“Um… yeah?!” was all I could say.

“This is what I really want.” I said, getting down between his legs.

“Whatever you want.” Jimmy said as he cocked his head, grinned while pulling his shorts down.  

He leaned back in his chair, spread his legs wide and watched me lust over his horny, grand daddy body. I put on my most sincere face and thanked him while my hands slid up his thighs, inching my hands to his crotch and a pretty decent cock. It was about 6 inches, thick, veiny and most importantly, hard. I licked from the bottom of his shaft to the tip as he shuddered in pleasure. I slipped my lips over his manhood and went to work. I could feel the veins on his cock as my lips glided up and down. His salty precum hit my tongue and I looked up at him. A content, satisfied smile appear on his face as I continued to suck him, gently, firmly, in awe of the burly old sea dog sitting spread eagle before me.

My hands went to caress his balls as I continued my oral assault on him. I sucked him off for everything it was worth. I slipped my hands under his ass so I could take him deeper, letting his cock hit the back of my throat a couple times. I released his cock from my mouth with a gasp and I jerked him off so I could catch my breathe, slapping his cock against my lips and then my tongue. I bobbed down again to suck and stroke his thick cock. The smell of the sea, musk and sex filled my senses and it was intoxicating. I was going to milk this old bastard and leave him wanting more.

“Let daddy fuck those hot lips,” Jimmy said suddenly, in a low, husky tone before standing up, grabbing me behind the head with his huge, weathered hands. Then he was suddenly pulling my face toward his crotch and forcing his dick down my throat.

“Take it. You wanted it. Now take my cock!” He said in an almost angry voice. He held my face to his crotch until I gagged before he pulled my head back. Then he started moving my mouth up and down his thick dick shaft as he fucked my mouth like he was fucking his wife’s pussy. I took his plunging dick and made love to it with my tongue as the old man repeatedly shoved it down my throat and pulled it quickly back out.

My jaw was fully extended. I could hardly take any more, and thankfully he was careful not to hurt me as he began to pump his cock into my mouth. However, in a few minutes it was an all out skull fuck, and I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat as he pumped his hips and held my head in position. His thrusts became faster and perfectly rhythmical, mechanical, instinctual.  I sucked harder on his cock and seconds later I heard the build up of a deep, guttural groan from somewhere deep inside him.

“Damn, this is hot!” Two-time Super Bowl champion called out excitedly as he fucked my mouth faster and faster. “Get ready. I’m going to unload! Damn! Here it comes!”

An eruption of cum filled my throat and I sucked and swallowed my reward, feeling his load slide, hot and salty, down the back of my tongue. I pressed my knuckles up under his balls and felt the flex of the ejaculation against my fingers. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and began pounding it with his hand, stroking another two shots of hot, clear jets of cum into my open mouth. I swallowed his slimy, hot seed with pride and would have proudly taken more.

“Clean it up.” He commanded and leaned over my mouth.

I continued to suck his tool, clenching his ball sack like the base of a lollipop, guiding his cock toward my mouth, slurping on it until the hardness subsided to half its glory.

“How was it?” I asked.

“It was perfect,” Jimmy said with the biggest smile I had ever seen on his face.

I quickly hopped to my feet, I unzipped my shorts and pulled my own dick out. And started jacking my 7" thick cock in front of him. I swear I almost enjoy him watching me play with myself as I did sucking him off.

“You got some cock on you.” Jimmy finally acknowledged. And as he watched me jacking off he squatted on the floor before me.

Then Jimmy surprised me by reaching out and closing his hand around my rock hard dick. Now that was a special moment as his callused hand felt wonderful wrapped around my dick. Then he started jacking me off. I looked down at his handsome face, his perfect hair, shining in the afternoon sun before reaching out and running my hand over his cheek and chin, prickly with a days growth of silver whisker stubble. He wanked harder on my cock until I felt the juices well up in my loins.

“Oh Jimmy…. Oh daddy, here it cums,” I moaned.

“Shot it boy.” Jimmy said and he leaned closer below me.

My load flew towards his face, he blinked as the first spurt landed along the side of his nose, followed by two more direct hits into his mouth, spraying his out stretched tongue with my white seed. In seconds I was done. I reached down with a finger and wiped the cum from the side of his nose. He grabbed my hand, pulling it to his mouth and he sucked my cum drenched finger like a pacifier, swallowing and sucking until it was clean.

“Ummm,” He said. “Now we’re even.”

“Oh yeah? That was nothing compared to your big, hot load. Jesus, you’re like a fire hose. A real gusher.”

“So are you satisfied?” Jimmy asked.

“Very. How about you?”

“Oh, I’m feeling great!” Jimmy said, standing up.

“But it ain’t over till it’s over.” He said as he shot me a wink and a smile before sending out two more lures on the outriggers, jumps back to the helm to adjust the boat’s speed and finally settles down on the cooler with a Heineken Light.

What could possibly top that?

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His Name was Dick Armey

Featuring Former US Representative Dick Armey 

The one thing I found out about married older men is that, use to get a lot of sex when they were younger and get next to nothing when they age. They’ll look for any sexual contact, even from a man. Whether it’s a blow job or get to fuck warm, moist hole. Which brings me to this story.

I met this married, retired congressman at his Texas ranch for a carpentry job by the name of Dick Armey. Apparent he was known for referring to Hillary Clinton as “Marxist” and to fellow congressman Barney Frank (an openly gay congressman) as “Barney Fag,” Armey saying he accidentally mispronounced Frank’s name. Also a churchgoer and born-again Christian, all of which was enough to make this gay man cringe. Yet I felt such an urge to make love to the old German that I didn’t let his short comings stop me from attempting to seduce him.

He was just my type, probably in his mid-75’s with a Texas swagger and a husky build, which was my weakness. I was glad to proclaim my gayness to him when ever we chitchatted. I’d start playing with my big dick for a moment, as we would stand there talking, not enough to get it hard by enough that it would swell up a bit. The old congressman never said anything about my exhibition.

All them brought me to today where it was just the two of us as his wife, Susan was away. Dick was sitting at his desk in his office, thinking about the book he plans to write when I walked in, drinking his usual coffee.

“So, you’re a gay?” He said so flatly it was like a slap to the face.

“Uhm, yeah.” I just stood there. He had barely said two words to me since I had got there.

“So, you like sucking cock huh?”

Expecting some rant about how my life was wrong, I flippantly said, “Yep, and I take it in the ass too.”

“Really?”

“Yep.”

He nodded and sipped his coffee before standing up and walked over to stand in front of me. “So your is a cum slut?”

“Yeah, I’m gay.” I thought I was about to get my ass kicked.

“Get on your knees boy.”

“What?”

“DO IT!”

I went down to my knees in fear. He unbuckled his pants, pulled out his semi-erect cock and said, “Suck this.”

I was looking at his thick cock staring out at me from a forest of salt and peppered pubic hair. He grabbed my head and pulled it forward so that the head of his dick bumped my nose.

“Suck it!”

I reached up and took a hold of his shaft and took the head into my mouth wrapping my lips around it and circling the underside with my tongue. I sucked on it firmly and felt it grow in my mouth, mushrooming out. After a moment I slide my lips further down the shaft till my nose touched his pubes. He held the sides of my head and began fucking my face, his hips moved slightly as I sucked on his cock. Fully erect he was a solid 7" with slightly above average thickness. It had been months since I had been with anyone and it felt so good to a cock in my mouth again. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the smell of his crotch and the wet sounds of my lips sucking an erect shaft. The sensation of that cock sliding almost out of my mouth then, back in till it touched the back of my throat was incredible.

Dick moaned his approval and his hips sped up. I could hear him panting as he kneaded my hair and I felt the head of his wonderful cock swell just before he tightened his grip and put it fully in my mouth and began to cum. I almost gagged as his cum splashed the back of my throat, I swallowed most of it but some dribbled down my chin. He slid his cock in and out of my wanting mouth, finishing his orgasm. I kept right on sucking his dick and when he pulled it still hard from my mouth I stroked it with my hand as I looked up at him. He smiled at me.

“You really know how to suck a cock, boy. Didn’t take you long at all to get me off.”

I smiled up at him as I wiped his man cream off my chin. If this was the end of this encounter, I would have been satisfied, but no. To my surprise, Dick wanted more.

“Stand up and take those pants off.”

Knowing the possibilities, I did as I was told and was standing naked with a hard-on in front of him. My cock was so hard it was throbbing. The old man’s eyes got big as he looked at my thick dick. It was visible larger than his.

“Damn! What a cock! GOD! Is it thick.” The old man said as I walked back up to him until my dick was touching him.

Then he surprised me by reaching down and grabbing hold of my dick before jacking my dick hard and fast. I took hold of Dick’s cock which hadn’t loss its rigidity and started jacking his as he pumped his hand back and forth over the head of my dick. I loved the feel of his rough, workman hand on my dick.

“Turn around and bend over the desk. I going to fuck you.” He said.

I wanted the old straight man to fuck me. I wanted to feel his pussy-poking dick inside of me. So I leaned over and grabbed the desk, jetting my butt in his direction.

“Nice ass.” He added as he patted first one ass cheek and then the other.

I was suddenly as hot to get fucked as I could ever remember. My asshole was twitching with anticipation of being penetrated by Dick’s fat cock. He got behind me gripping my hips and spread my ass cheeks with his thumbs. He rubbed the head of his cock along my crack and especially my pink button of an asshole before I heard him spit into his hand.

“Well lets see how good your ass can take my fat cock.” The former congressman called out from behind me as I suddenly felt the head of his thick dick pressing against my asshole. I let out a moan as the old man’s thick dick entered me. Then my back arched as he drove his all 7" of his swollen dick deep inside my asshole.

“Oh, shit! Your ass is hot. I bet you’ve been fucked a thousand times. Hell, my fat cock slid in you faster than into a whore’s pussy.” Dick said as he gripped my hips firmly and began to stroke in and out of me. Slowly at first. He pulled out till the head almost slipped out then thrust it smoothly back in, each entry into me made me catch my breath and made my chest tight. His rhythm began to pick up speed and he grunted with pleasure. I gasped out loud with each thrust into me as his grip tightened.

“You like that huh?” Dick said almost angrily as he rammed his cock inside me as hard as he could.

“Yes.”

“Tell me how bad you want my cock in your ass! Beg me to cum in your ass!”

“I love it, I need it. I need it SO bad. Fuck my ass, own it!” I said as I pushed back against his thrusts, enjoying the sound of skin slapping together and that hard cock pounding my ass. I felt my balls tighten up to my body and my cock felt like there was an electric charge running through it. I spurred him to fuck me faster and harder forcing more moans and gasps from me.

“GOD YES! Fuck me, fuck me!” I moaned as he thrust fully into me, digging his fingers into my hips and grunted holding himself deep in me.

“Hell, I’m cuming!” The old man shouted as he began spraying my insides with his hot cum.

It felt wonderful. I pushed my ass against his crotch forcing his spewing cock deeper into me and enjoyed the rest of his load squirting inside me. And the thought that I was just fucked by this married, armadillo-boot-wearing, 100 percent pure beef conservative was wild and I came on the floor. My knees gave out and I let the desk support my body.

When my head cleared and I could think again I realized that Dick still had a grip on my hips and was still smoothly pumping my ass. His cum was a super lube and he had shrunk just a bit but that still hard member was working my hole like he was working up to come again.

“Damn, Dick, how long can you go?” I asked, impressed by his stamina.

“With an ass this tight I can go for a while longer.”

“As much as I love this and your cock in me, would it be possible to finish in me in a more comfortable local?” I asked knowing his wife would be gone all day.

“Ok.” He said as I held himself in me for a moment longer then withdrew. We went into his bedroom and I climbed on the bed lying on my back.

Dick was smiling as he crawled on to the bed and over me. He took my legs and pressed them back to either side of my chest rolling my used hole up to an enterable position. He pressed forward and slid that hard cock back into me. I could feel the head swell as he stroked in and out of me. He lowered his weight on to me and surprised me by kissing me deeply, forcing my mouth wide and submissive to him. Locked in that kiss, with him slamming his whole body against me as I moaned into his mouth with each thrust.  

I was completely in his control. I lost all track of time, I didn’t know how long we fucked like that. Kissing and panting, grunting and sweating but suddenly he was pressing deep into me cuming again and I was cuming too. I cried out with pleasure and held him tightly to me.

It was several minutes before he rolled off me and we showered together before lying back on his bed and we both went back to our normal routine.

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The Zoeller Classic

Featuring American golfer, Frank Urban “Fuzzy” Zoeller

A few years ago I was lucky enough to have be in the town of Sellersburg , IN attending a charity golf event and I got lucky enough to be paired with of my favorite professional golfer, Fuzzy Zoeller. He had a big personality and the game to match, entertaining us with one-liners and 9-irons to within a foot of the pin. Fuzzy was a sexy man for his age of 67, a real daddy type and had the cutest pudgy beer belly that hung over his belt. He was very nice and enjoyed the attention I paid to him as I fawned all over him unmercifully. I even joked, “I’d love to take his 9-iron.”

He laughed and said that his wife wouldn’t appreciate that as we both chuckled and proceeded to finish the course.  

After the golf outing and a reception in the clubhouse, we were in the locker room where I tried to take a peak but he was hiding pretty well, so I just stared at the wall. We were alone at the time when suddenly, Fuzzy turns to me, and says “Is this the 9-iron you wanted earlier?”  

As he turns to me exposing his hardening uncut dick. I fumbled for words, knowing he has a wife and kids, but we all know that does not mean a thing. Besides, I wasn’t expecting anything to happen.

“Fuzzy, what are you asking me?”

“You asked for it, now is your opportunity.” He said standing there with a half hard on sticking out in front of me.

I grabbed and started to pull the foreskin back, and he said, “No, use your mouth, not your hands.”

Quickly, my moist lips touched the big head of his dick. I tongued his foreskin and choked his fat cock all the way down my throat as the old man moaned. He wanted it just as I DID. I swallowed about a third of his pecker and couldn’t take any more of his long thick piece of man meat. It tasted delicious as I slowly run my tongue up and down the shaft of his old pecker. And as married men are inclined to do, he started hunching my mouth as though he was fucking his wife.

“Hell, that feels wonderful.” He added as he suddenly reached down and grabbed me behind the head with his huge, weathered hands. My mouth was all the way down Fuzzy’s cock as he pushed me against the locker. I was gagging on his cock, but I was in heaven. I took his plunging dick and made love to it with my tongue as the old man repeatedly shoved it down my throat and pulled it quickly back out.

“Damn, this is hot! Shit your mouth is better than fucking my old lady!”” Fuzzy called out excitedly as he fucked my mouth faster and faster.

All of a sudden someone entered the locker room! We quickly act like we were dressing when Fuzzy said we could finish this later at his hotel. It didn’t take long before we both went back to his hotel room and found ourselves naked. I asked him if he’d been with a man before, and he told me “no.” I told him he was in for a treat.

I laid him down on the bed and climbed on top of him rubbing my chest along his dick. I kissed and sucked on his nipples before kissing up to his mouth. He kissed me hesitantly at first then dove right in as began by stroking his cock. His tongue explored my mouth and I submitted to him. He ran his hands along my body to my ass and squeezed it and kneaded it firmly running fingers under the silk cord to tickle my hole.

Eventually, I kissed my way down his chest, leaving a trail of saliva all the way to his cock. Taking him in my mouth, I began to suck while I swirled my tongue around his boner. He started thrusting into my throat, making me gag. I went back to stroking his now wet cock and kissed him some more.

“Does your wife ever suck you like that?” I asked. He said she hadn’t, and I said she was missing out then.

“Your wife ever let you fuck her in the ass?” He also said no to that, so I rolled off him and grabbed some I always keep with me.

I put a little on my hole and put a thin coating on his cock from the head to his balls. I stroked him for a minute before he told me to get on my back. I did and held my legs up and back for him. Fuzzy rubbed the head of his cock around my ass hole then pressed firmly in. It stretched me and slipped past my opening and most of his  8 inches quickly followed. I gasped loudly, so loudly that I’m sure people in the next room could have heard. Looking scared, he apologized and asked me, “Are you okay?”

“You can fuck me as hard as you want Fuzzy.”

Hearing that, Fuzzy took control, putting his arms under my legs so he could hold them back as he started to fuck me. He was panting and looking at me with a hungry desire, like I was a meal and he was starving. He pumped that hard dick into me faster making a slapping sound as his hips met my ass. I rolled my head and shoulders up so I could see his cock sliding in and out of me. The feeling was awesome. Being used by a guy that was fucking me with so much energy and desire and need. He didn’t say a word he just pounded my ass hole with his cock.

My eyes kept rolling back into my head with pleasure and I had to force my self to focus to watch him fucking me.

“Oh God you’re so fucking big! YESYESYES! Fuck me damn it FUCK ME! Damn it, fuck my hole! Own it!”

I was doing what little I could to fuck back from my position. He kept fucking me hard and deep making me scream out. I quit make any sense and just made loud groaning noises grunting with each thrust into me.

Fuzzy’s rhythm became erratic. I knew he was getting close, and I didn’t want to stop him, so I didn’t say a word about pulling out. Having only had sex with his wife for all those years, he didn’t think of it either. Soon he was filling my ass with ropes of cum, and I felt it filling me up. He fell on top of me, exhausted.

Apparently, I had came on my own stomach, but hadn’t noticed while he going though his orgasm. He lowered himself enough that we could kiss and he stared at me while he continued to fuck me. “Damn, that was better then any pussy I have ever fucked.”

I smiled and said, “ You can have me anytime you want.”

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The Big Cat

Featuring Former owner of the Carolina Panthers, Jerry Richardson

Back in 2016, I was working for the Carolina Panthers franchise and had sexual fantasies about my boss, the principal owner of the Panthers, Jerry Richardson. He had all it takes to make me crazy about a man. Jerry was an imposing presence at 6'3", about 225 pounds, with beautiful silver hair that made you want to run your fingers through, massaging until you hear him moan in pleasure. He used to play flanker/half back for the Colts in his youth and it shows in the way his solid mass fills up his clothes. Lots of flesh, all firm and not saggy for a man of 80. Richardson had a stern gaze, spoke with unpolished diction, a bit of a high pitch and a nasally drawl that I loved and around the office, players, coaches and staff always called Richardson “Mister.”

I just turned 30 but still sometimes, when he is in very good mood, or when I’ve done some good job, he calls me son. I think he knows I am gay, but we never discuss private lives, I guess we have nothing much in common. He had grown kids, grandkids and a wife who spends most of her time at home and from some remarks he dropped I believe he hasn’t had sex with her in years. I always admired him and lusted after him every time he walked past my office, although he struck me as a dirty old man with women in the office.

One Friday evening, about two weeks before NFL Draft, we were alone in his spacious office when he smiles at me and said in his rolling Southern drawl, “Did you see Monica today? I bet she had to you wiggle to get those jeans up.”

“Ugh, er, I guess so Mr. Richardson…” I mumbled, taken totally by surprise.

As I took in his visage with lust was coursing through my veins. I knew he was my boss and straight, but I wanted him. Bad. I had fantasized about having sex with him in a moment like this for years and it was time to make it happen if I could.

“If your horny. I can offer you a blow job.” I told him.

Mr. Richardson looked at me for a long moment.

“I’m not gay,” he finally said. Despite his protest I could see a substantial bulge at his crotch. I responded by kissing him hard on the mouth with a little tongue thrown in. I was hot and raring to go as I sat in the lap of this big southern gentleman who was quite intoxicating to me.

With my arms around him taking in all of the sensations bombarding my senses. The smell of his cologne-scented skin, the soft yet firm feel of his warm body, the soft wool of the shirt he was wearing, and his hard-on poking at my ass. It was all too much and a dream come true at the same time.

We sat like this for a while and he was beginning to loosen up as I look into his eyes every so often and kissing him passionately. Mr. Richardson gasped about how long it had been since he’d been touched like this and how good it felt. I asked him how long it had been, and he said years without elaborating further. He was becoming putty in my hands when he directed me to lock the office door and told me I was in charge. I got up from his lap and did as he asked. My dream had come true. He was mine.

I came back and knelt before him in his chair, placing my hands gently on his upper legs and savoring the feel of this beautiful man. Finally, unable to take it anymore, I reached for the bulge in his pants, and he gasped in pure pleasure. I had to have his cock. I ran my hand over the bulge once more noting how hung he must be. I then unfastened his pants, unbuttoned the bottom buttons of his shirt exposing his hairy belly, reached into his boxers, and extracted my prize. It was 8 inches long, uncut, and beautiful, and I wanted to suck on it like a cream-filled lollipop.

I looked at him with eyes filled with , lust while running my hands up and down the shaft of his cock and teasing the head with my thumbs. Just touching the old man’s dick got me so excited that my own dick began throbbing painful inside my jeans as I slowly moved my hand back and forth over his dick head. Jerry moaned and shivered as he closed his eyes. I finally could take no more, darted forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth, tasting the precum that was collecting there.

“Shit!” Jerry called out in panic after opening his eyes and seeing the head of his cock completely inside my mouth, but he didn’t make any effort to push my mouth from his dick. Then I went down and deep throated him with everything I had, sucking as though my life depended on it, making him moan again with more intensity.

”So…gooood...“ Jerry moaned as he leaned back in his leather chair, “Damn! That feels great. Hell, if I knew it would be like this I would have had a queer suck me off a long time ago.”  

Suddenly the old man grab me behind the head and slowly force my face against his crotch, driving his enormous pecker deeper and deeper down my throat. I bet he thought I’d gag, but once he saw that I could take his entire dick, the old man started fucking my mouth as though it was a pussy. A wave of intense pleasure swept over Jerry as I really went to work sucking his pecker before he let go of my head and leaned back in his leather chair. I did things to his cock with my tongue that had Jerry squirming in his chair.

“I going to cum!” Jerry warned, expecting me to pull away from his dick, but I didn’t. Instead I started sucking and tonguing Jerry’s cock harder and faster.

“I’m going to cum in your mouth!” Jerry warned, shocked than any man would want to swallow another man’s cum.

Then suddenly I tasted cum! I was in heaven, rewarded with with a sizable load, filling my mouth.

“Oh! God!” Jerry cried out from the intense feeling, “Ahhhhhhh …”

Then as cum continued to gush out, Jerry reached forward and shoved me away from his suddenly sensitive pecker causing cum to squirt all over my face. Then with Jerry watching me, I stood up, pulled out his my cut, 8” cock and began to masturbate it madly. Seeing my cock must have thrilled him as he intently looked on.

Suddenly I off with such force that it hit Jerry, striking his cock’s shaft and more hit the front of his shirt. Instead of making Jerry mad, it looked like he enjoyed being cumed on before stuffing his still enormous cock back into his boxer shorts.

“Sorry!” I said as I sat back in my chair. “I didn’t mean to cum on you.”

“That’s all right. I did it to you, didn’t I!” The old man said as he ran his fingers nervously through his white hair. Then he grabbed a decanter of bourbon and a shot glass before taking a shot of liquor, clearly satisfied.

“Hope we could do this again.” Jerry suddenly said.

“Really. You are not mad at me?”

“Hell, no!” Jerry said as he took another shot of liquor. “I’m going to jack off again just thinking how wonderful it felt having you suck me off. You come on back anytime you want my cock.”

“You mean it. You want me to do it to you again?”

“Any time you want to swallow my load you bring your ass over here.” Jerry added.

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Prince Laurent of Belgium

Featuring Prince Laurent of Belgium

Royal families. What fun would they be without a few black sheep? Prince Laurent plays the part in Belgium’s monarchy. As the youngest child of the former King Albert II, he’s never had much interest or respect for typical royal protocol. For the most part, however, he’s viewed as an eccentric figure.   

Recently, I had the pleasure to meet the Belgium prince at his home in Villa Clementine, in Tervuren. A friend that I was staying with had done some work for him and had some some papers for him to sign. Wanting to meet royalty, I asked if I could tag along. Upon meeting him, I thought he was cute, a full head of silver gray hair and nice blue eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses. He wasn’t a large man nor was he skinny either, just perfect for me. 

 In conversation I find out that the Prince’s passion lies with animal welfare and the environment. I informed him that I’m a classically trained cellist and was competing in the Queen Elisabeth Competition the next weekend. He said he was thinking about skipping it, but knowing I was in it, he would try to make it. Prince Laurent was very nice and took a liking to me right away, showing me around his home. I was very impressed. My friend had given him some papers. After the prince signed them we returned to my friend’s house. 

The following weekend rolled around and I headed to the venue where I was preforming that day. I got there early to do a sound check and when showtime was near, I check out the crowd. Most of whom were high official types (if you didn’t know). I love to look out at them while I’m preforming and see at all the older men and knowing that I have there undivided attention. 

Half way during the competition, I look out to see Prince Laurent, alone walking down aisle to his sit right in front of me. Just in time to hear me play. He grinning from ear to ear as I played.

After the announcement of the winner, he walked up to me and told me how much he enjoyed my playing. During our conversation, I found out that his wife and kids were at her parents, in Chaumont-Gistoux, in Walloon Brabant. He asked me if I had any plans for the evening and I said I didn’t. And to my surprise, he asked me to dinner at his home. 

At dinner, knowing he had an interest in me, I steered our conversation turned into how I would satisfy him if I got him into bed. While it didn’t take long before we both went back to his bedroom. I could feel the bulge growing in my shorts and could see Prince Laurent had noticed as well. With a twinkle in his eye Prince Laurent kneeled down and slid my pants and shorts off, throwing them onto a nearby chair. 

“Nice cock.” Prince Laurent crowed as he took all of my cock into his mouth and started sucking hard. 

“Oh fuck yes your majesty.” I moaned in delight as I started to thrust and face fuck Prince Laurent. With that said, the prince sucked harder and fast on my cock. This married man was a ferocious cock hound. He couldn’t get enough of sucking my cock, and from the way he was doing it, he definitely had done it before. I was getting close to cuming when Prince Laurent suddenly pulled away. 

At first I thought that he had enough, but then he undid his tie and flung it down. I stared at this hot daddy before me as unbuttoning his shirt, taking it off then slipping his shoes off. Laurent then teasingly moved his hands up his legs and rubbed his enormous bulge before bringing his hands to his buckle which he proceeded to undo and then he undid the top button and slowly unzipped his fly. Once he had undone his fly, he tugged on his pants til they feel to the floor. Prince Laurent had been going commando as his hard 6.5” cock sprang up into the air and reveal all its glory along with a nice large pair of balls.

“Oh fuck yes!” I gasped. 

“You like this old man’s body then?” Chuckled the prince. 

“Oh do I ever your majesty!“ I said as I looked at the older guy standing before me in all his glory. 

”I want it from behind.“ He said as he got on the bed on all fours. 

When he presented me with his big white hairy ass with his set of bull balls hanging down between his legs, I wanted to eat him out. I spread his cheeks as it would go with my hands and began to lick his ass. I started at the rim and gently pushed my tongue inside of him. This drove him wild and he pushed his ass back farther on my probing tongue. He was moaning loudly and I continued fucking his ass with my tongue and mouth. 

After I ate his ass for several minutes, he was begging me to shove my 8-incher deep inside his body. I complied, spiting in my hand to wet my cock and started to touch the rim of his hot wet ass hole. I knew he’d be tight, but I was surprised when he took my cock so easy and I began fucking him fast and steady in seconds. His ass was beautiful, round and plump. I grabbed his cheeks and spread them wider as I shoved my dick in and out in a frenzy. 

For the next 10 to 15 minutes, I ravaged his royal ass! Needing to look at him while fucking him, I put him on his back to fuck his ass the way he would have fucked his wife, missionary style. Now on his back, Prince Laurent spread his legs and smiled as he said, ”Come and get it.“ 

I grabbed both his thick calves and pulled them up were I could reach his hot ass, put the head of my cock against the willing hole and began to push in. Prince Laurent sucked in a deep breath as I pushed the full length back in him. I didn’t pull out, but started to gyrate my hips to give him the full sensation of being fucked. He opened his eyes and looked into mine and said, ”Fuck me hard Jack I need it.“ 

So I pulled out slow and just when the tip was about to come out I rammed it back in as hard as I could. The slapping of my thighs on the back of his kinda echoed through the bedroom. I pulled out again and again rammed it back in. I began to wildly fuck his hot ass with deep thrusts as Laurent was moaning and begging me to fuck him harder. The slapping sound was getting more intense and I started to wonder if any of his servants could hear. 

Prince Laurent’s tight hole was magnificent and hugged my cock tight as he squeezed my dick with his hot juicy hole. By the time I was getting close, his royal highness was begging me to fuck him harder. He was spreading his legs wide apart, giving me full access to his butt. His cock was leaking all over his belly and I knew from the look on his face that he was getting close himself. I finally couldn’t hold it any more and grabbed his hips and drove my cock deep down inside him and I let go of my load. At the same time, Prince Laurent pumps wave after wave of his own juices all over the both of us. 

”Wow,“ was all I could say as Prince Laurent reaches up and pulls me close to him. We embraced and passionately kissed each other, covered with each other’s cum.