I had a message from someone who lived in a hamlet a few miles away. It said he was bi, and came with two pics, one of his cock, a good size and quite hairy, and the other of it in a hairy cunt. I wondered if it was a wind-up, but after a series of texts, he confessed that he likes sex with younger men, and his life likes to watch. Fuck me, it takes all sorts, I thought. I suggested I brought Ginge with me. He readily agreed, and we made a date.
We wore sweatpants, as they're easier to get off, and found this quaint cottage down a long gravel drive. The woman greeted us, "Take your shoes off, he's upstairs". Lying naked on a bed was a portly man with an erection. Ginge and I kissed as we undressed one another. I went down on the guy, while Ginge gave him his knob to suck. The woman leaned against a chest-of-drawers and wriggled out of her jeans. Ginge and I swapped and the woman started frigging herself. The man went onto all fours and Ginge rimmed her hairy arse, then pushed in. I stroked the man's dick and the woman moaned. From a drawer, the woman produced a large vibrator and shoved it in her fanny. Ginge fucked him hard, "Inside, or on your bum?" "Just do it!" he shouted, and with that Ginge held him tight and unloaded. We swapped, Ginge took over wanking duties, and I fucked him. His wife was on the floor, ramming the vibrator in and out, and crying. It was a bit too much for me, so I fucked him even harder and shot my load. He turned over and finished tossing himself. We left them upstairs and let ourselves out. "Fucking hell, that was weird", Ginge commented, as we drove off.
Back in the cave, I had a message from Robin, asking if we'd like to meet a friend of his, together with a picture of a good-looking man about 10 years older than us. Younger than I normally go for, but as he's a friend of Robin's, I agreed and made a date. I went by myself to a posh house on the smart side of town. Ollie welcomed me in and offered me a beer. I kicked off my shoes, and he showed me to the lounge, where we snogged. He was an excellent kisser, having me hard in no time. He squeezed his hands down my pants and ground into me. Our tops came off, he had huge, erect nipples, begging to be sucked. He pushed my jogging bottoms and boxers down, and gripped my cock, he suggested we went upstairs. He was just as gentle as Robin, I barely noticed my clothes coming off. We lay on the bed just kissing and cuddling for ages, until I really needed him inside me. Laying on my tummy, he lifted my hips and blew on my ring, then kissed it, and blew again, his hot breath making me need him all the more. "Fuck me, Please", I pleaded. I felt his mushroom head, then it slipped inside me. He leaned over and nibbled my ears and kissed the nape of my neck. He pulled out and rimmed me again. Re-inserting it, he fucked me very slowly, dropping saliva into my crack. He turned me over and we kissed some more as he mounted me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he fucked me harder. He pulled out and sucked me, then fucked again, this time on our sides. I wanked and came over my thighs at the same time as his penis pulsed its seed. We cuddled until he slipped out. He asked me to stay the night, so after more wine, we went to sleep. In the morning, I he gave me a toothbrush, I showered and I had a fluffy white gown to keep me warm. We ate and went back to bed. This time, I made love to him, trying to be as thoughtful and tender as him. When I mounted him, our bodies melded together and we moved as one. Our climaxes, when they came, were the culmination of the previous 30 minutes. Gathering my stuff, I promised to see him again soon.
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Ginge and I had gone from friends, to comrades who fuck older men, and lovers. His DNA was all over the floor of the man cave. We were in there one Saturday afternoon, with him bent over the table and already lubed up, when Glen walked in. Glen was a friend I'd known since school days, and we'd had sex on and off for years. Even though he now has a girlfriend, he still likes gay sex. "Hi", I said, as I pushed in. It's been a long time since I worried about having an audience. "I expect you know Ginge", I added. "Yeah, I fucked him a couple of years ago, tight ass, as I recall". I plowed in and fucked him with gusto to impress Glen. After a bit, I lifted Ginge onto the table, he held his legs up, and I speared him again, filling him with my seed. "Can I have a go?", Glen asked, penetrating before Ginge could reply. "Fuck me hard", Ginge cried. I watched his bubble butt, as he banged my boyfriend, adding his spunk to mine. Ginge wanked himself off. "Long time, no see", I commented, as I pulled my shorts up. Glen kissed me and said sorry, he'd been preoccupied with his girlfriend, but she was on a period and he was fed up with tossing every day. We cracked a beer and had a catch-up, even telling him about shagging older guys. "Sounds like fun", he conceded, "If you're ever short of someone, give me a shout, I don't care who I fuck", he kissed both of us, and left.
We had a message pop up, 'Horny 50-year-old needs satisfying'. I replied, 'When and where?' 'Sundays are best, as my wife goes to her mum's' We arranged it for 2pm next day.
We arrived at a smart house and were met by one of our old junior school teachers. He ushered us in, and asked us to be discrete. He took us to the spare bedroom. Ginge went first, I watched as they made out and stripped. The bloke had regulation M&S Y-fronts on. They laid on the bed and their underwear came off. His dick was about 6", cut, with a greying bush. Ginge was getting quite good at this sex lark, working his way over the guy's body and deep-throating him. I was tempted to fuck Ginge's pretty bum, but watched and stroked myself. Ginge lifted the guy's legs, rimmed him and mounted him. I was now naked, enjoying the show. They kissed as Ginge fucked harder. Not knowing if he was happy being bred, Ginge pulled out and splattered on the man's stomach. I took over, already worked up, fucking and wanking him at the same time, till his cum mixed with Ginge's. I couldn't stop myself, and fired deep inside him. Pools of cum ran off his body onto the duvet as he thanked us, asking how much we wanted. We told him it was purely for fun, and kissed him. One of our nicer meets.
