I couldn't believe my luck.
Next to me, naked in my bed, was Robin.
Today was my 75th birthday and he had spent the last hour being my sexual present of a lifetime.
He had told me a few days before that he was only attracted to elderly men like myself since an early seduction in his life.
He was only 20 himself but he had a more youthful body than that.
He was about 5' 8" tall, naturally smooth all over, apart from a few pubic hairs which he disliked and shaved off daily.
He was pleasantly plump with a hint of breasts, nipples which seemed to grow when stimulated.
His lips were full and inviting.
His bottom was round, soft-fleshed and his skin smooth and unblemished.
His grandparents on his mother's side were Indian and the colour of his skin was light brown.
His eyes were dark brown.
And here he was in my bed.
Without him being over-submissive he had basically offered his body to me after we had kissed and cuddled, embraced and fondled each other for a good half hour mid-afternoon.
My tongue and fingers had explored every part of his body - his ears, his mouth and his bum.
His lip had enclosed my balls and slid softly over my cock.
He had buried his face between my thighs and buttocks and his tongue on my anus had sent me to sensory heaven.
He looked at me now as my fingers cupped his balls and just touched his anus.
He spread his thighs and lifted his hips to make it easier for me.
We both knew what was coming next.
For this first time I wanted to bugger him from behind.
I helped him turn over and looked down at his gorgeous round plump bottom.
I squeezed a large amount of lubrication on my fingers and worked it around and inside his anus and over my cock.
He moaned quietly and moved his bottom telling me that he was already enjoying this.
I moved on top of him and guided my cock to the entrance to his anus and he pulled his buttocks apart.
Slowly, gently I penetrated him and he sighed as I slid easily inside him until my stomach pressed against his cheeks.
I was deep inside him and I stayed like that for a few moments.
Robin was mine.
And then I began pull back and then forward, steady deep strokes at a regular place.
And each time I pushed inside him, Robin let out a light whimpering moan,
'Oh, oh'
It was a sound of pure pleasure, a sound I always associated with anal sex and male buggery from watching gay porn videos
Robin's moans just encouraged me and aroused me.
I had never wanted a man so much and I tried to make it last, resisting the urge to speed up and come.
I kept up a steady rhythm, and Robin moaned each time I pushed inside him.
His arms were stretched out on the bed and I grasped each wrist.
It was as if I owned his body and I knew that was how he liked it.
I lowered my head and took one of his earlobes in my mouth.
I whispered in his ear 'I want you Robin'
And he murmured something I could not catch but the message was clear.
He was mine.
I began to increase the speed of my thrusts, Robin moaning the whole time, more loudly as I pushed in more urgently.
And then the urgent sensations in my cock took over
I pushed in and out faster, deep animal rutting, Robin moaning and then I was coming, three or four intense thrusts as I ejaculated and then collapsed on top of him.
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