DAs I cleaned and straightened my new landlord's main bedroom and huge walk in closet, I discovered his huge cache of heavily insulated Air Force cold weather flight gear. I had already begun experimenting with it, and found how much fun it was to don this stuff, sans clothing of course, and to luxuriate in it, climaxing very strongly in it while humping on the couch arm due to the thick padding of the gear and the satin and nylon inside and out that was so stimulating (my attraction for this kind of feeling goes back to my days in snowsuits, as a kid.. another story!).
One particular Friday it was quite cold out (yeah!) and I was completely dressed, in multiple layers of quilted and padded nylon and satin, fully enjoying myself when I heard the front door open. It was the Colonel, home early! I had not heard his truck pull up because of the Air Force parka hood, which I naturally had secured tightly around my ears.
All I had time to do was flip the hood back, when the Colonel came in his room. I was BUSTED! I must have looked silly as hell because instead of getting angry with me, he started laughing his guts out! I got red as a beet! I thought the guy was gonna lose his water... He had to sit on the edge of his bed, he was laughing so hard. I kept asking him what was so funny (when I meant to say, 'why aren't you angry').
I had a shit-eatin' grin on my face by the time he finally calmed down enough to talk. "Damn, boy, I needed a good laugh.. and you gave it to me!"... I started to turn red again. He saw my embarrassment. "Ahhh, don't worry about wearing my stuff, I was gonna offer it to you anyway, to wear anytime you want. It is cold out, you know. I unzippered the parka after unbuttoning the storm flap. "Heck, you look good in that. Sure you don't want to join the Air Force? haha" he laughed, as he took off his suit coat. Colonel started to loosen his tie; I started to leave his bedroom but he said, "Stick around." So I stuck. I was gettin' mighty warm in that get-up! "Do you like that gear?" I nodded. "Keep it on, for now." I felt that was an order, so I zipped up the parka. "That's it." He watched as I re-buttoned the storm flap on the parka. "now the hood, put it back up." I did so. "Turn around, Billy." I turned. "You look awesome boy." I flushed. Damn, was he gay? I was praying so!
I heard him doing something behind me. I stood, obediently. Next thing I know, he is behind me, and wraps his arms around me, parka and all. "I was hoping that perhaps you and I could... ahhh... have a little fun. Is that possible, Billy?" I felt that I owed him something, for wearing his gear and getting caught. Hell I had been with a few guys and it wasn't half bad. What the heck..."Yes, Colonel". I started to get horny again. He caressed me (hard to feel of course through all the layers of gear)... he grabbed the crotch of the flight pants and pulled up hard in back. That made the CWU-9/P undies pull right up my crotch hard! I gasped. He turned me around. I let all my breath out as I saw that he was down to his briefs. For 50-something he was in great shape, almost a 6-pack showing, some flab, but nice pecs... lots of dark hair too. His bulge in his briefs was obvious, and getting bigger!
He made me sit on the bed. "Ever suck a guy, Billy?" I nodded, but it had been a much smaller guy, a long time ago! "Suck me, Billy..." he ordered. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of his briefs, and lowered them to reveal one of the nicest un-cut cocks I had ever seen. He moved closer. I kissed his hardness. It jumped! I was happy to be able to please him. My own cock had found it's love-tunnel in the layers of quilted nylon in the suits I was wearing. The Colonel pushed me down on the bed and mounted me. He was dragging his penis all over the flight suit pants and parka. He started to undress me. "This will be a lot of fun, if you have all the stuff on that I left out for you!" So THAT'S what the pile of flight gear and quilted nylon undies was there for, as bait!
He unbuttoned, unzipped and pulled stuff off of me for a good fifteen minutes, stopping to let me suck him. When he got my layers pulled down to the two CWU-9/P sets of undies that I had on, he forcefully put his hand into the flies of the pants, and made a love tunnel for his own hard member, which he quickly buried in next to mine! Damn that felt hot! The Colonel's hard cock was rubbing against mine, and against all that quilted, puffy nylon material.. which made it stimulate me even more. He unzipped the shirts I had on and then lay on my bare chest, as he humped my groin and the pants mercilessly until he started to orgasm...I came too, with him, both of us squirting hard in the pants, crying out, holding on to each other.. it was so damn intense...
Afterward, we just lay there, him on top of me, catching our breath, and enjoying the warmth of the double-shot of man cum inside the pants I had on.. there was no evaporation so it wasn't cold, it was our body temp... He would occasionally hump in it, add some to the growing puddle. We both had multiple mini-orgasms as the afterglow died down.
or The Colonel helped me up as I was quite exhausted, being out of shape. He undressed me with the tenderness of a father undressing his kid. We showered together, and it was the very first time I had ever experienced any real intimacy with anyone other than my mother.
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