I'd been on Fabguys for a while when messaging between Steve and I started. I can't remember who initiated contact but we started chatting. He was around eight years older than I. He'd seen my pictures on my profile and I'd seen his. We'd exchanged full and frank conversations about what we'd like to do if we got the chance to meet.
One morning Steve messaged me saying he'd be in my town that afternoon and would I like to meet him for a coffee. I replied that I'd very much like to meet him, so we arranged time and place.
The coffee shop was quite full but we manged to recognise each other.
"Steve?" I asked to a man nearly as tall as I am, he had a ready smile, blueish eyes and white hair. I was immediately attracted to him, I could feel my cock swell a little in my loose shorts, it was summer, and warm. "Yes, Rick?" he beemed, his lips parted into a grin, I noted how very white his teeth were. "Coffee?"
"Yes, please" I replied "cappuccino if you don't mind."
"No problem."
As I recall there were no tables, available, just stools and a bar shelf.
"I got us some biscuits too." Steve said as he brought the hot drinks.
We talked for a while and I was acutely aware that my cock was semi erect, trapped in my briefs, and the delicious feeling of it becoming wet as we chatted. Eventually we finished our coffees. "Would you like another coffee?" I asked, "No," was the reply, "I'd like to go somewhere with you."
"I don't have accommodation."
"It's okay we'll just go for a ride in my van."
Steve's van was parked in a nearby car park. We got in and he started the engine. We soon left the town and were driving around the country lanes.
My cock was straining in my pants, I pulled the material to one side, then did the same with my briefs, my cock sprang out from me, my foreskin, naturally rolled back exposing the wet head. I started stroking it, positioning myself so that Steve could glance down and see my rigid hard on. Occasionally when on a longer straight bit of road, Steve's fingers would close around my cock and give it a tug. Licking my precum from them before taking hold of the wheel. We drove around for a while, me playing with myself and Steve grabbing the occasional feel. I raised my bum off the seat and he felt my bottom too.
Eventually, he pulled over on a side track, undoing his seat belt, he leaned over and took my throbbing cock in his mouth. I watched in a mixture of desire and nervousness, in case someone came along and saw us but the wonderful, warmth of Steve's mouth around my penis and the sight of this lovely man sucking my cock was too much, it didn't take long before I could feel my orgasm starting deep within me. I told him I was going to cum. Steve grunted in the affirmative and carried on sucking. Only using his mouth he gave me one of the most intense orgasms of my life. My mouth open, gasping for air, my eyes rolled back, my hips bucked, my ears rang and my head spun as I felt my cock pulsating and squirting spunk into his willing mouth, I was gasping for air and I honestly thought I was going to pass out with the magnitude of my cuming. After I'd finished, he continued to suck my now spent cock, i could see him swallowing my spunk. As I recovered my composure, he let my now soft cock slip fom his mouth. "Mmm, that was a big load my boy." I just sat there, gasping in air as my senses returned. I popped my cock back in my briefs and grinned back at Steve. I couldn't believe this wonderful, handsome man had just nearly killed me with an orgasm, at least that's how it felt.
"Shall we get you back to town?"
"Yes, please." was as much as I could manage.
Steve dropped me off in the same car park and I walked home, reliving the encounter in my head, my cock was oozing post cum goo, and it felt so nice.
I'll always treasure my first meet with Steve. He's a lovely man. |
