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From the window of the upper floor I could see out over the town. The view obscured only by falling rain. I'd learned a while before that I seemed to develop on days like this certain urges. Lightning flashed amongst the clouds and thunder reverberated through the walls of the building. The lights flickered and went out for a few moments and I noticed Jack's reflection in the window standing behind me. I could tell he had a smug grin on his face, his white hair almost glowing in the reflection of the glass. 'Well he asked, do I fit the profile? I tilted my head, the profile I asked knowing full well what 'profile' he was referring to. In a conversation we had at the bookstore where we met, I'd mentioned that I had an affinity for old white men, with cut cocks and hairy chests. He had laughed and said, hey that's me. We'd talked some more and he'd given me a card with his address written on it. Since it was a vile day outside I decided to visit to see how things went.
He stepped closer to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. 'The profile of the white haired old guy like me, who could make you go to your knees in a flash. 'Well yeah, I replied, kinda why I decided to stop by today, to see how things go.' He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and worked it up over my head, as he turned to toss my shirt to the couch I turned and was surprised to see him standing there totally nude already. When he turned back to me our eyes met, he simply reached out with one hand and guided me down, right there in front of the window.
His pubic hair was also snow white, and his phallus hung two inches below his nutsack. With one hand I reached out and took ahold of his stem, with my other hand I loosely took hold of his scrotum. I could almost feel the blood flowing into his member as it went from a limp sausage to a strong firm rod. I smiled up at Jack and moved in close and blew warm air across his member watching as it bounced with every beat of his pulse. I glance up at him, standing with his feel apart, hands on hips, a look of concentration o his face. When I glanced back to our center of attention I was surprised to see it hand expanded from what seemed a thin pole to a fat, long link topped by a fat meaty mushroom head. I chuckled, leaned in and kissed it, lightly, again and again, and again. I looked up, his smile had broadened so I leaned in a bit more and sucked in the whole head, held it briefly in the cavern of my mouth then swirled my tongue in circles around it. 'uuumm, he moaned, I lightly allowed my teeth to sc**** gently over his bulbous top then slid farther down his stem. Tightly gripping his turgid pole I allowed saliva to accumulate and eased back slightly, then dropped down a bit farther on his dingus. Each retreat allowed me to advance farther but before to long my mouth was full. He'd reached the depth of my ability to swallow him, he was lodged against the entrance to my throat. He sucked air through his teeth and began to saw back and forth between my lips. I loosened my grip for an easy flow of movement. Then began to meet his thrust by forcing my head forward, at first I'd let him strike as deep as possible, as he retreated I'd run his head along the roof of my mouth, to vary things I'd use my tongue to guide him along my inner cheek. 'He'd utter a bit as I changed things up, yeah. .yeah baby, like that. .oh yeah. I shifted my body, changed my angle and as he came forward, I was able to get a bit more of him into me, and a bit more, just a bit more. It took timing and persistence, timing to breath, persistence to maintain breathing and not choking. Then it happened, with an almost audible pop, he was in my throat. I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks, held him, still. When I allowed him to move he withdrew fully from my face. Our eyes met, and we began again.
As he re-entered my face he reached out and put his hands on the back of my head. There was no force, his hands just seemed to rest there as his hips moved forward. he moved in increments, slow and deeper, slow and deeper, steadily forward. Adjusting the angle of thrust, hitting the former barrier, once twice, then a third time then a long steady push, and again he was inside and he rested, eased back to let me get some air, then again forward. He'd moved so far forward my nose was hard against his stomach I had it all. Counted to five tapped his chest and he withdrew. Counted to five than again sawed his way forward. Almost by consent he varied the depth of his drive forward. When he was deep he'd hold the back of my head until I tapped, then withdraw. Then he quit going so deep, but thrust and withdrew with greater speed. 'Yeah, i heard him mutter, oh yeah baby, yeah, yeah he went up on his toes drove himself as deep as possible and held on until I almost passed out. OOOOhhh hot Damn, hot damn, hot damn. He shook, quivered and quaked for over a minute, before sliding all the way out of my mouth. He stepped back and literally fell into the small couch behind him..breathing heavily.
The lights came back on again and I could hear the pitter patter of the rain against his windows. I remained kneeling trying to regain my composure, trying to ensure I didn't barf all over the floor. I could barely taste the remnants of our coupling most having straight down my gullet to my stomach. Jack got up and went into the bathroom and returned with a warm wet towel. He sat back on the couch and looked at me.
'Been a long time since I met anyone who could take all of me, he said.' A long time indeed.' I stood up, my pants showing clearly that I to had needs, He looked at me stood up and went to his refrigerator standing in the corner near his bed. He came back with a couple of brews and handed me one. I set it on the small end table near the couch and went into his small bathroom, I slapped my Jonas a couple of times and took a piss. Got my beer and plopped down on the couch beside him. I took a good swig, rinsed my mouth and looked around, 'it's getting late, maybe I'd better go about now, I said. He looked at me, already he asked, I mean is that all you can do?' Like what else is there I asked?' He patted the couch beside him and smiled, take those pants off, he said with a smile, let's see what pops up.
He stepped closer to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. 'The profile of the white haired old guy like me, who could make you go to your knees in a flash. 'Well yeah, I replied, kinda why I decided to stop by today, to see how things go.' He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and worked it up over my head, as he turned to toss my shirt to the couch I turned and was surprised to see him standing there totally nude already. When he turned back to me our eyes met, he simply reached out with one hand and guided me down, right there in front of the window.
His pubic hair was also snow white, and his phallus hung two inches below his nutsack. With one hand I reached out and took ahold of his stem, with my other hand I loosely took hold of his scrotum. I could almost feel the blood flowing into his member as it went from a limp sausage to a strong firm rod. I smiled up at Jack and moved in close and blew warm air across his member watching as it bounced with every beat of his pulse. I glance up at him, standing with his feel apart, hands on hips, a look of concentration o his face. When I glanced back to our center of attention I was surprised to see it hand expanded from what seemed a thin pole to a fat, long link topped by a fat meaty mushroom head. I chuckled, leaned in and kissed it, lightly, again and again, and again. I looked up, his smile had broadened so I leaned in a bit more and sucked in the whole head, held it briefly in the cavern of my mouth then swirled my tongue in circles around it. 'uuumm, he moaned, I lightly allowed my teeth to sc**** gently over his bulbous top then slid farther down his stem. Tightly gripping his turgid pole I allowed saliva to accumulate and eased back slightly, then dropped down a bit farther on his dingus. Each retreat allowed me to advance farther but before to long my mouth was full. He'd reached the depth of my ability to swallow him, he was lodged against the entrance to my throat. He sucked air through his teeth and began to saw back and forth between my lips. I loosened my grip for an easy flow of movement. Then began to meet his thrust by forcing my head forward, at first I'd let him strike as deep as possible, as he retreated I'd run his head along the roof of my mouth, to vary things I'd use my tongue to guide him along my inner cheek. 'He'd utter a bit as I changed things up, yeah. .yeah baby, like that. .oh yeah. I shifted my body, changed my angle and as he came forward, I was able to get a bit more of him into me, and a bit more, just a bit more. It took timing and persistence, timing to breath, persistence to maintain breathing and not choking. Then it happened, with an almost audible pop, he was in my throat. I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks, held him, still. When I allowed him to move he withdrew fully from my face. Our eyes met, and we began again.
As he re-entered my face he reached out and put his hands on the back of my head. There was no force, his hands just seemed to rest there as his hips moved forward. he moved in increments, slow and deeper, slow and deeper, steadily forward. Adjusting the angle of thrust, hitting the former barrier, once twice, then a third time then a long steady push, and again he was inside and he rested, eased back to let me get some air, then again forward. He'd moved so far forward my nose was hard against his stomach I had it all. Counted to five tapped his chest and he withdrew. Counted to five than again sawed his way forward. Almost by consent he varied the depth of his drive forward. When he was deep he'd hold the back of my head until I tapped, then withdraw. Then he quit going so deep, but thrust and withdrew with greater speed. 'Yeah, i heard him mutter, oh yeah baby, yeah, yeah he went up on his toes drove himself as deep as possible and held on until I almost passed out. OOOOhhh hot Damn, hot damn, hot damn. He shook, quivered and quaked for over a minute, before sliding all the way out of my mouth. He stepped back and literally fell into the small couch behind him..breathing heavily.
The lights came back on again and I could hear the pitter patter of the rain against his windows. I remained kneeling trying to regain my composure, trying to ensure I didn't barf all over the floor. I could barely taste the remnants of our coupling most having straight down my gullet to my stomach. Jack got up and went into the bathroom and returned with a warm wet towel. He sat back on the couch and looked at me.
'Been a long time since I met anyone who could take all of me, he said.' A long time indeed.' I stood up, my pants showing clearly that I to had needs, He looked at me stood up and went to his refrigerator standing in the corner near his bed. He came back with a couple of brews and handed me one. I set it on the small end table near the couch and went into his small bathroom, I slapped my Jonas a couple of times and took a piss. Got my beer and plopped down on the couch beside him. I took a good swig, rinsed my mouth and looked around, 'it's getting late, maybe I'd better go about now, I said. He looked at me, already he asked, I mean is that all you can do?' Like what else is there I asked?' He patted the couch beside him and smiled, take those pants off, he said with a smile, let's see what pops up.
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