My Sister And I In Chennai
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I have been a regular reader of stories at the ISS for quite some years. I love the Gay stories most, followed by Group sex, Maid and Office/Teacher. For quite some time I have been debating whether I should also sit down and write a few of my real experiences. Now I have decided to start. Here is my first – dedicated to all readers of ISS, particularly the above 50 generation, which must be hungry for some sharing. Thank you ISS for this opportunity to read and share. This is a true experience in my life and not a figment of imagination.
When the internet revolution started, porn was the most popular amongst surfers. I was no exception – I would sit up late in the night, after the wife and children were in bed and some days would be watching porn till 3 or 4 in the morning. It was during this time that I realized that the naked male held a lot of attraction for me. Adding to this was the fact that my dear wife was losing total interest in sex. So I would end up watching gay sex photos and read gay stories and would end up playing with myself.
From there to registering at a few gay personal sites was but a short step. Since my job involved some travel, I ended up meeting quite a few men in other cities. Since I had started this side of my life in my late forties, I found the site silver daddies most attractive. From this site, I once met a young man in Chennai, during one of my travels to that city. The following is a narration of a truly fantastic time I had in Dec/2011.
I had checked into a 5 star hotel and that particular day I had finished my work quite early and was back in my room early in the afternoon. I logged in to the SD site and searched for a companion to spend the evening with. I enjoy nudity, and whenever I am on travel, I am mostly nude and wear minimum clothing only when room service or housekeeping attends to my room. As I browsed the SD site in my nude state, I chanced upon a man of 40 who fitted most of the requirements I was looking for. I am very choosy and always look for a man of short to average height, slim, clean shaven face and nether region. I also make sure that English is the most comfortable means of communicating and that the person is of average endowment, as I am not comfortable with large sizes. This is because; I love mutual orals and prefer a manageable sized organ with the foreskin intact.
I chanced upon an almost exact fit – let us call him Saran or S in short. He happened to be online at the site and I let me know I was interested. He seemed to have liked my profile and immediately responded with his mobile number. So I called him and found an extremely likeable voice responding in good English. S told me he worked at a retail showroom and would be able to meet me that evening in my room. Now I always like to start early and finish up with a dinner in my room and make sure my companion is safely home by 10 or 11pm. call it concern for my friend or my own selfishness to get to bed by 11pm!
S told me he would be at my hotel by 7pm. I said fine and I looked forward to a new encounter of delight. Meeting a new person is always exciting – a bit of danger is also involved and the mind always plays a few ‘what-if’ scenarios. What if this guy is a mugger, what if this guy has an infection … and so on? My mind played tricks and recalled hearing an incident which I read at a website – where the man was blackmailed into parting a handsome sum by the boy he had invited, who threatened to run naked in the corridor of a hotel screaming about being molested!
Around 7pm I called S and asked him where he was. He said he was on his way and added a frightening – I am going to fuck you – line. This got me a bit worried, as I rarely indulge in anal – except when a massager in Delhi delightfully penetrated me for the first time, but more of this in another narration! I now wondered whether S had been drinking and OMG what have I got into. This guy has my name and my number and I just cannot call off the meeting without getting into trouble – spelt with a capital T. Hurriedly, I walked over to a nearby shopping complex and bought myself a pack of plain condoms to make sure the penetration happens with proper protection.
It was 8pm now and still no sign of S. I called again and he said he was close by. So I decided to hang around the lobby. I found him there. I recognized him from the profile pic of his at the SD site. So I said hello and when he returned my hello, I could smell the cheap whiskey that he had been drinking. Rather than get into a scene in the lobby, I quietly guided him to my room. That he was drunk was obvious – as he offered to suck me in the lift itself. When I refused the offer, he got into a ‘you-don’t-like-me?’ routine. I somehow calmed him and made it to my room without any incident. He calmed down when we entered the room. I now knew that there was no reason to fear and I could safely have some good fun.
I tried to make some small talk – asking him about his work, family, friends and all. He managed to convey a few details between his I-want-to-suck-you and do-you-like-me mumblings. I gently suggested that we could carry on the conversation in the buff and we both helped each other strip to our skin. He had a decent medium sized uncut tool, much to my delight. The moment we stripped he went for my limp tool to take in his mouth. I asked him to take it easy and hugged him – mainly to prevent two things – one to prevent him from sucking straight away and two to prevent him from French kissing me with his whiskey smelling mouth. I did manage it rather remarkably as he slowly started nibbling my left nipple. All along I was trying to play with his cock – but he kept pushing my hand with a ‘No Sir, I can’t let you do this Sir. The ‘Sir’ salutation was apparently because of my age – I being in my fifties. So he made it apparent that I just had to relax and enjoy all that he would administer to me.
People say that a man’s left nipple and right ear lobe are sensitive and can cause arousal if nibbled gently – or is it the right nipple and left ear lobe? I get confused on this! Anyway S pushed me on to the king sized bed and as I lay on my back kissed my chest and stomach passionately as he, now and then nibbled my nipples. He paid special attention to my navel and as he worked downwards with his kissing and licking, I could feel my junior slowly waking up. He skipped junior completely and went for my two family jewels below it, sucking and licking gently. After some attention to my inner thighs, he put his hands on my buttocks and lifted them – even as I was on my back. In this position he had access to my anus opening and started licking it with fervor.
Not wanting to take advantage of him (and also wanting to present him a freshly cleaned hole) in this drunken state, I suggested to him, that maybe he should continue this licking and rimming after a nice shower. I was hoping that a shower would help bring him out a little from his current state. So we moved to the bathroom. The bath room in this hotel was a marvel – a glorious bath tub and a separate shower room. I turned on the shower and we frolicked under it for some time – hugging and kissing various part of the body in turns. In spite of his protestation, I managed to take his cock in my mouth now and then. We soaped each other and I made sure that I would present a clean cock and hole for him to attend to. We continued to frolic under the shower and finally ended up toweling each other dry – paying special attention to the cock, balls and ass. I was glad he was not hairy and was to my liking.
We put an arm around each other’s waist as we walked to the bed again. I made sure to pick up a hand towel from the bathroom – as any cum deposited on the bed is a sure give away to housekeeping. We all love to indulge, but would not like the hotel to know about it, mainly to preserve our image in society as straight acting and decent persons. Not those acts of sex qualify to be indecent, but then you know what I mean! Beneath the sheen of our standing in society, we are all real bastards, who do not hesitate to enjoy such forbidden pleasures, when away from the eyes of the loving wife and children.
Now I was in for the full treatment. S made me lie on my stomach and starting from the back of my neck, kissed and licked me all the way to my toes. He then started chewing my toes and I found it rather interesting and erotic. Working his way up again, he paid special attention to my thighs and then started on my asshole. And my! – What sheer delight. I never realized that this orifice could get such attention and also be so sensually exciting. Using his hands to part the two round butt cheeks, he kissed the length and breadth of the crack regularly flicking the hole with his tongue. I was moaning in delight – I remember I kept saying – oh this is lovely.
This encouraged him no end and in no time, I found he was rimming me deeply and his tongue deep inside my ass hole. He then put his hands below my stomach and lifted my buttocks a little and further licked harder. I could feel his saliva dripping through the crack, tickling my balls and dropping on the bath towel I had stretched out, on the bed – precisely to prevent leaving telltale marks on the bed. It seemed like eternity as he went on and on with an occasional lift of his head to ask if I like it.
Then suddenly, I found he had slipped his head between the bed and my stomach with his face facing my cock. Deftly taking my erect member in his mouth, he proceeded to give me a fantastic blow job. The feeling of a moist and warm mouth around the erect member is always fascinating and even the thought of it can give me an erection. Imagine how heavenly it would have been for me when it was actually happening.
Very soon I found myself on my back and S eagerly and lovingly sucking on my erect tool. I had to make some corrections now and then to slip back the foreskin as direct contact on the glans penis makes a blow job not so enjoyable. Finally after some vigorous sucking, I shot my load into his mouth. I did try to warn him that I was coming, but he just waved me on my way. He lapped up each and every drop I gave him and there was no need for the hand towel I had picked up from the bathroom! I wonder how his stomach would have reacted to receiving all the whiskey maybe with some small eats and finally topped off with some delicious semen!
I tried to suck him, but he would not allow me to. Instead he used my hand and helped himself to masturbate. He shot a hot load, spurting his cum – now the hand towel was useful! We then held each other in our arms and lay in bed, feeling each other’s warmth. After what seemed an eon, he suddenly got up and said he had to go. I asked him to stay for dinner in my room – but he refused. I promised that we would meet again and that he should come without a drink inside him and that I would buy some nice imported scotch for him. I am yet to keep this promise however. After he left I spotted the unopened pack of condoms and smiled to myself.
This is a true incident – one of the few enjoyable encounters I have had. If I do get a few encouraging responses to this narration, then I will be compelled to share a few more of my encounters in Delhi and Hyderabad. Thanks for reading this patiently and good luck to all. Enjoy life without hurting others – physically and mentally.
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