I never thought I’d be in a position to write a story like this. I was a high school football player, a swimmer, and considered myself to be a normal guy. “Normal,” meaning that after graduating high school I got a job and was usually horny; going home and finding time to stroke to magazines or videos I had hidden under my dresser.
This all changed when I was on my way to work one day. I usually took no notice of the few passengers on the city bus I took to work. They usually consisted of an older lady seated towards the front, a younger woman also in the front, and an older man reading a newspaper who was seated toward the middle. I usually sat in the back on a wide bench seat and watched the world go by on my way to work.
As my commute became more routine, the older man and I started chatting. He’d hand me a section of his paper, and we’d talk about our plans or games we were following. Carl seemed nice and seemed genuinely interested in me, where I worked, and how I liked the area. He seemed interested in how my dad had left my mom and if I was dating anyone. This made me a little uncomfortable at first, but I kind of looked forward to it. I really had no one to talk to about this, and it seemed easy to tell him things about my life. It was nice to be able to share things with someone.
One Friday, he asked if I had plans for the weekend.
I told him, “Not really.”
He said he was going to have a get-together at his place to watch a Sunday football game.
I thought it would be fun, and I said I’d be there, and he gave me his address.
When Sunday arrived, I walked to his apartment (his place was about five from mine) and knocked on the door. He answered wearing running shorts and a T-shirt and thanked me for coming. I was surprised to see that no one else was there.
He apologized for that and mumbled that there was a misunderstanding or something. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink and motioned for me to sit down. I sat on a large couch in front of the TV and was watching the pregame show when he brought me an iced tea and sat next to me. We made small talk while watching the TV, and I noticed he was sitting really close to me. This was kind of normal for the bus and the small seats, but this was a pretty big couch.
As we watched TV, I could see the outline of his cock under the nylon of his shorts. From what I could tell, he was bigger than me but not by much. I felt a bit aroused thinking about this older man’s cock and could feel my own tighten a bit. Every so often during the game, he’d pat or nudge my leg, and it seemed to have a weird effect on me that I hadn’t really felt before. His pats became longer on my knee and leg, his glances became longer, and I was definitely getting excited.
When the game was over, Carl got up, and I found myself watching him as he turned the TV off. His shorts were dark blue and reminded me of my collection of things I used to jack off at home. This consisted of nylon shorts, panties, bras, and slips I had “borrowed.” I would lay on my bed and wrap these items around my cock and feel myself grow under their cool and smooth contact. This never failed to end with my cumming hard and using them to wipe myself clean.
My thoughts were interrupted by Carl asking me if I wanted to stay awhile.
I hurriedly agreed, and we ended up sitting on the couch facing each other and talking about lots of things. Before I knew it, it was almost midnight, and I told Carl I had to go.
He thanked me for coming and walked me to the door, and as I turned to thank him for the fun time, he leaned in and gave me a hug. I halfheartedly reached my arms around him and started pulling away when he pulled me to him tighter and lowered his head toward the side of my head. I felt a little uncomfortable and pulled away quickly, telling him to stop. I could tell he was disappointed, and before he could say he escort bayan was sorry, I was out the door and running home.
When I got home and got ready for bed, my cock was rock hard, and before I jacked off, I reached under my dresser and grabbed a pair of nylon shorts I had hidden there. Wrapping them around my cock, I started slowly stroking, soon erupting like a cum volcano. I couldn’t stop thinking about Carl and his shorts (and his bulge).
I didn’t sleep well, feeling guilty for having left Carl like that and making him feel bad. It wasn’t his fault if he misread my friendliness and ignorance. With all this going on, I didn’t feel like going to work and getting on the bus with Carl. I knew he would be home around 6:00 pm and showered and walked over to his apartment a little after that. He was still wearing his nylon shorts when he answered the door, and I didn’t really know what to say and just stood there.
Carl smiled and said, “Come on in.”
I said, “I’m really sorry about what happened.”
He said, “Don’t worry about it” and motioned for me to come inside. As I entered, he closed the door and motioned to the couch, and we sat down, and he told me he was gay and was very attracted to me. He said it was alright that I wasn’t gay and that he hoped we could both still be friends.
I told him I thought about it last night and I didn’t want to lose his friendship. He said he was glad and told me after I left he felt bad about it. As he sat there facing me, I noticed his bulge was still there, and now there was a small stain on the front of his shorts. He smiled and followed my eyes and placed his hand on his bulge. He told me that since last night he had been very horny and had jacked off. I must have blushed because he asked me when the last time I jacked off was.
Sheepishly I admitted, “As soon as I got home last night.”
Carl laughed and clapped my knee. We talked about jacking off and what got us turned on, and he seemed to enjoy me telling him about my porn and lingerie collection. He said he had a similar fetish and enjoyed wearing panties too. I was surprised but very curious and asked what kind of lingerie he had.
He got up and motioned to the hallway, where he led me to a bedroom. He walked over to a dresser and opened the top and middle drawer, and I was amazed at the neatly folded silky things organized so perfectly. Blacks, blues, pinks, and so many pretty colors were neatly arranged and made up of panties, bras, slips, and hose.
I just stood there, and he seemed happy to share his collection, describing the type and colors he liked the most. This image in front of me and his talking about it had a definite effect on my cock, which was steadily growing. I could see it had an effect on him too, as his bulge was growing and stretching the nylon fabric of his shorts.
He asked me if I wanted to try anything on, and I immediately and regrettably said, “No.” He shrugged his shoulders and reached in a drawer and pulled out a pretty light blue pair of nylon panties and handed them to me, saying, “It’s OK.”
I slowly reached out and held them in my hands and was overwhelmed at how soft and wispy they were. I thought they would feel amazing on my erect cock and straining balls.
My thoughts were interrupted by Carl as he moved closer to me and told me he was ready to jack off. He said, “You don’t have to do anything,” but I could watch if I wanted to.
I nodded slightly and shyly said, “OK.”
Carl quickly walked back to the couch, pulled his shorts off, and sat down. He asked me for the panties I was holding, and I walked over to him and handed them to him and just stood there like an idiot.
Carl leaned back and reached down to pull his cock straight, and I saw his thick dick was cut and smooth with light hair at the crotch. As I watched him, I felt my görükle escort own cock grow still harder. Carl’s cock looked to be a little bigger than mine, and I felt a little embarrassed to see that Carl was looking right at me and smiling. He said he loved the feel of the silky panties on his dick, and it made him excited. He told me to relax, and he wouldn’t pressure me to do anything I was uncomfortable with. He looked down at my crotch and said he thought I liked what he was doing. He asked, “Can I see it?”
I didn’t know what to do. I never really thought about guys in that way but found myself very excited about it. I stepped forward and let Carl reach out and feel my bulge through my jeans. He continued jacking his cock and asked, “Can I take your pants off?”
I couldn’t believe what was happening and could only nod my head. I never saw an older man smile so much, lol.
As Carl pulled my pants and underwear down, I stepped out of them and stood there. I felt awkward and excited at the same time. My heart raced as Carl reached for my cock and pulled on it gently, and then firmly stroked it up and down. My cock was so hard now, and his warm hands felt amazing on me.
I didn’t know what to do with my hands, and he must have noticed my confusion since he pulled me closer to him, placing my hands on his shoulders. Carl rubbed the light blue panties on my balls first, gently, almost tickling me.
I instinctively pushed my chest forward to feel more of them, and he rubbed them on my cock. They felt wonderful, and I forgot where I was. My body was feeling almost out of control and separate from my brain. One wanted to let loose and cum; the other wanted to leave and put a stop to this dirty event. The body won as I stood there and let an older man play with my cock and balls.
While Carl did this, I could see his cock was incredibly stiff and wondered if he was going to want me to make him cum. It wasn’t long before a drip of cum was peeking out of my cock slit. I didn’t want to stain the panties and started pulling away.
Carl immediately reached around behind me and pulled me closer and kissed the head of my cock.
I couldn’t imagine a man was doing this to me, and dumbfounded, I stood there while Carl leaned forward and swallowed my cock into his warm mouth. It felt so good, and I knew I wasn’t going to last very long.
Carl was rhythmically sucking me while he was rubbing the nylon panties on my bare ass. The feelings were overwhelming, and I was soon moaning.
Carl popped my cock out of his mouth and said, “I want you to cum in my mouth,” and went back to work.
I was now thrusting my hips back and forth, fucking his mouth, and soon I pushed as deep as I could and held it there while I sprayed the inside of Carl’s mouth.
Carl was moaning as I came and was pulling me hard into him as he drained my balls.
My moaning and breathing were louder, and I didn’t care who heard me as my cock popped out of Carl’s mouth, dripping cum and spit. I didn’t know what to do as I stood there with my cock still hard and dripping.
Carl leaned over and licked the remnants of cum and spit off my throbbing cock. “That was amazing; did you enjoy it?” and asked if I was OK.
“Oh yeah, that was amazing,” I told him. I sat down next to him on the couch and leaned back, looking at the ceiling.
“Your cum tastes amazing,” Carl said as he moved closer and put an arm around me. I put my hand on his very hard cock, and he said, “You don’t have to do anything.”
I started fondling his hot cock and tickled the head. I asked him where the panties were, and he handed them to me, and I tied them around his cock. He leaned back, and I gripped his shaft hard and started moving them up and down. Carl moaned, and I leaned toward him with my head against his chest, looking at his dick as bursa escort bayan I panty jacked it. I could hear Carl’s heartbeat grow faster and faster and could feel his breathing on my hair. I wanted to tease him a bit, and when he was getting close, I stopped and rubbed the panties on his full balls. I went back to his cock and rubbed the nylon fabric of the panties on the tip lightly.
By this time, Carl was moaning and begging for me to let him cum and would arch his back at times as his urge to blow his load was almost unbearable. Soon I could see clear cum leaking from Carl’s dick.
I rubbed harder and faster until Carl arched his back, thrusting his cock up and groaned and growled as his cum shot a few feet in the air. I caught the last pulses of cum with the panties and wiped him with them.
Carl fell back into the couch and, breathing heavily, said, “That felt so good.”
I sat up and felt Carl’s hand caressing my leg softly. He told me how hot that was and that my cum tasted sweet and creamy. He said, “I wanted to suck your cock since I first saw you on the bus,” and always looked forward to seeing me. He told me how lonely he was since it was hard for an older man like him to meet guys, especially younger guys.
“I like you a lot, Carl, but I’m not sure about sucking you and swallowing your cum.”
Breathing heavily, Carl told me, “It’s OK, but I’d really like seeing you again.”
I said, “I’d like that.” and got up to leave. and he got up and held me for awhile. He leaned his head on my shoulder, and his embrace felt so good, and I couldn’t help but feel our cocks touching as they grew again.
Carl asked me, “Do you have time for a shower to get cleaned up?” and I said, “Sure.”
He led me to his bathroom, where he ran the water. After a minute or two, he took my hand and led me to this shower, and he turned me toward the water and stood close behind me. He leaned into me, and I felt his cock against my back and ass as he soaped my shoulders and neck, trailing his hands to my ass and legs.
As his hands ran all over my body, I felt myself growing hornier and hornier with my cock stiffening as if it had more cum to give. As he pushed into me, his arms enveloped my body, and he held my close as the hot, refreshing water sprayed us both. I stretched my arms out and placed my hands on the shower wall and pushed my ass back and could feel his cock running down my ass. It felt good to act like a slut, and I could hear him groan as he soaped his dick up and rubbed it on my ass and near my hole. I felt his fingers spread my ass and touch my hole, and it felt like an electrical charge coursing through my body. I got scared and closed my cheeks quickly.
Carl’s mouth was near my right ear, and he said, “You’re a tease,” and he wanted me “real bad.”
I turned around and held him tight, and so both our cocks were smashed together. I ran my tongue along his chest and nipples. Carl grabbed me and pulled me closer and I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he kissed me and trailed his kisses toward my face. I turned my face away, and he raised his hands to my face and turned me toward him. I didn’t resist and opened my mouth so he could probe me with his tongue. He drove his tongue deep with so much passion that I went limp in his embrace, a little moan escaping from my throat.
I reached down between us and grabbed his cock. I got some soap with my other hand and rubbed his dick with it, making it nice and slippery. I stated jacking his slick dick as he held himself up by holding onto the walls and shower door. I kissed his neck while I pushed and pulled his hard cock.
Breathing hard, he said, “I’m cumming,” spurting over my chest as I called him a dirty old man. Even though he had cum, I kept jerking him, hoping I could exhaust him and leave. He must have cum another two times, each cum load smaller and clearer, until he just stood there holding me. Then he opened the shower door and grabbed a towel and told me to stand in front of him while he dried me. I noticed he paid special attention to my erect cock and balls.
Dry, I got dressed, and Carl gave me a hug, kissing me deeply. I left his apartment, having no idea what my future was.