Several months ago, I was on a business trip to Florida and put up at an upscale resort. Quite nice, but the trip was also quite short. Upon arriving while I was spent from having traveled all day, I logged into see what the local manscape was looking like. It being Florida, there were ample options, though where I was located was a bit removed.
This one fine fit looking guy from England hit me up. We went back and forth and he was hungry to connect, but I begged off indicating I was too beat to put in a good performance. We logged off with the mutual invitation to check in the next day.
My next day was filled with information dump meetings and I was pretty whipped and then had to attend a herd corporate dinner, fortunately at the hotel. During my break between the meetings and dinner I found the Brit hitting me up on two different sites. We chatted back and forth, and he was pleasantly persistent. I wasn't going to be free till 9 p.m. and he had work very early in the morning. I expected him to beg off with regrets, but he indicated that he thought, even if a short time that he was certain hooking up with me promised to be a good time.
When I returned from dinner, he was online and quickly responded when I logged back on; it required him cleaning out and then heading to the hotel, but he was willing. Entrance to the hotel required my giving him my full name to get through the guard booth to park, which I wasn't wild about sharing, but did some quick math on the likely risk and decided to give it to him.
Around 9:30 there was a gentle knock on my suite's door and opened it to find a smiling, very handsome guy in his late 50s/early 60s. Quite fit with an engaging demeaner. Once in we exchanged pleasantries each sizing each other up and embraced and started kissing. I was wearing just a robe and he groped me as I cupped his ass in my hands.
We entered the bedroom and he shed his flip flops, shorts and polo shirt. A nice dusting of hair across his body, broad shoulders, and the fitness of someone who takes regular exercise. Woof. We embraced again, I dropped my robe and his large cock was fully erect as was mine. We did the holding our cocks together play while making out.
Soon we were on the bed; he sucked my cock with gusto and then I pulled him up again to make out. I spooned with him and had my cock under his balls while he bent back his head to kiss. It was fine. But he was there to get fucked, so bent down to make love to his significant cock, which I thoroughly enjoyed throating him till his pubes were soaked. I then pushed him flat on the bed and spread his legs apart.
This guy has a perfect ass. Smaller, firm, well rounded. He smelled clean so I pulled his ass cheeks apart and gave him a thorough rimming. Ongoing pleasurable moans emerged that were an ongoing incentive to keep going. Soon my beard as well his ass were saturated with spit and his musk. I'd been tongue fucking him and now it was time for me to enter him.
We began with him on his stomach, but then I pulled him up somewhat. He went into the doggy position, and I gamely played along, but that's not a position in which I perform well. Next we went to him on his side, and he was trying to please me, but I could tell it was not his favorite.
He encouraged me to get him on his back and quickly raised his well-muscled legs. Most guys quickly get tired in this position, but it was no challenge for this stud. I entered him and his eyes gleamed as he panted with pleasure as I moved in and out of him. I'd not known if he was open to my cumming in him, but as we kept at it in a very soft voice be began to repeatedly whisper "breed me; please breed me." With that the switch went on in my brain and I began to spurt into him. He glowed with pleasure.
After he lowered his legs I wanted to suck him off. He didn't rush, but I'd given him more than enough, and he said that he really had to leave. He'd have been able to hang the night before, but he genuinely had to get up brutally early. So, he swung off the bed, climbed into his clothes, kissed me at the door, and left with my load in his guts and his musky scent in my mustache and beard.
Experiences like this are rare. This was a quality horn dog with whom I immediately relaxed and got into it. And, while it was < than an hour, and a one-time hook up, it was a great time.
