I greedily went down on his hard cock which was already leaking pre-cum. I lifted his ankles onto my shoulder and gently shoved my cock up his waiting ass. Then I gave him a spank. We were both too hot to continue acting. Then he sat on my bed and took me over his lap.
I knew I was staring but couldn't help myself. He screamed with pleasure when our balls clashed together. The scene excited me so much that my dick started dripping precum and I knew that I was going to shoot off again without even touching myself. And it wasn't because I am a weakling. Entering the bathroom I was surprised to see a man of enormous statue and even older than me standing at one of the two urinals. I pushed him gently down with his back on the bed and he bent up and opened his legs to give me access to his pink hairy rosebud.
The story contains scenes of spanking, strapping, blackmail and gay sex. That guy is a terrible basketball player but gets lots of playing time. I glanced around for a spot to place my beer and found a small table nearby under a terrible looking oil painting. I never remember kissing my wife and anyone else that way before. He kept trying to go deeper but when I start to choke he backed off.
And damn at the moment I had enjoyed it more than any sex act I had ever experienced. I could appreciate a really hot clean up. But the Police Chief shot off first. When I broke our embrace the old man had a dreamy look on his face. It was short and stout and quite dark. When I let go he pulled the covers back and climbed onto the bed and move over to allow me room. Don't want to blow my load now.