Pleasure of a Vehicular Service

This past February, at 68 years of age, I had my first adult male-to-male sexual experience. I was then beginning my bi-sexual side of life's experiences, unbeknownst to everyone I knew. It consisted of meeting a man on line, in a "dating" site called Silver daddies, and arranging to pick him up near his home after which we drove nearby to a secluded street where he allowed me to enjoy bringing him to sexual climax in my mouth.

Bob, his name on the dating site, was in his early 50s, married, and bi-sexual for several years. He told me that he practically never has sex with his wife because she no longer wants it, so he obtains sexual pleasure from meeting men like me.....mainly for blow-jobs along with intimate mutual fondling. I had e-mailed and exchanged messages with Bob on the dating site for a day or two before we spoke via cell phones during which I explicitly told him that he would be my first man to suck off, and that I intended to swallow his semen. I also asked him to please not jerk off until we could meet because I wanted to experience a man ejaculating passionately and with a lot of cum so that I could really feel, taste, and swallow it with the greatest possible experience and thrill.

Being married, and in the "closet" with everyone, it was a matter of his getting free late one night to meet me. As for me, being a nightly walker for exercise, I had a ready excuse to get away, although I was going to sneak away in my car, which I didn't use to go walking. In the future I would be walking and only have the man who is would suck off come to pick me up in his car. This would prove to be much more convenient and discreet for me at home for all of my future m/m late night blow-job activities.

I drove the three miles to where I was to pick up Bob, all the while with a nice hard erection. When I got to the parking lot he recognized the car that I'd earlier described and my personal description as well, so he immediately opened my car door while greeting me by name as I also greeted him by name. We then shook hands, he sat in the passenger seat, unzipped his jeans, and I drove him to a side street where it was dark and secluded, unlike the parking lot where I'd picked him up. When I parked he already had his zipper undone and jeans pulled open revealing a cut 6" erection. I immediately began to fondle it and felt its precum wetness. That really excited me....my first adult male contact with a hard cock other than my own. I then bent down after he'd reclined his seat back, and I began to lick and mouth the head of his penis. It was such a thrill! It felt warm....even hot, soft and silky smooth yet firm, and it was an alive intimate part of a virile man.....a man to whom I was going to give the ultimate pleasure to, the pleasure of ejaculating and spurting his semen....his seed, with and inside of my mouth for me to feel, taste, and swallow...literally drink from him.

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I was ecstatic. I said his name several times..."Bob, oh Bob," as I began working him with both a hand jacking and bobbing head motion with my lips tightly holding and sliding up and down his hard shaft all the way to the ridge of his crown. I used my tongue to caress the head, the piss-slit, and just underneath the head. Precum was flowing and easily tasted, which excited me even more. I continued for about a minute, and Bob began to breath faster, squirm, move his hands over my back and shoulders and finally utter "I'm getting close, close now, jack it some, yes, yes, It's cumming, I'm cumming, ohhhh, aaahhhhh, aaaarrrggghhhh, aaaahhhhhhh, aaahhhhh." It was finally happening for me. I was making a man ejaculate, and it was inside my mouth. This was such an unbelievably intimate thing that was happening...that I was doing for another man. I kept up my motions until I could no longer feel the spasms and warm spurts of heavy liquid, about 4 in all, and felt his cock start to soften.

In less than a minute Bob began to come down from his orgasmic high, breath more normally, and relax some. As he did I asked him if I could squeeze his penis to get out the remaining residual semen drops that were oozing from its piss-slit. He said it was ok, and I licked and sucked him dry, even though I could feel a slight flinch from the sensitivity of his cock head after his orgasm. I asked him if it was good...especially for a first timeer like me. He smiled or even laughed and said it was very good, and he thanked me.

I commented that he should now sleep well, to which he heartily agreed, and upon his getting out of my car where we drove back to the pickup point, I thanked him and told him how much I enjoyed it, and how good I thought his semen tasted. I think he also thanked me once more, and we said goodbye. When I arrived home I promptly e-mailed this man with whom I now felt so intimately connected...having drunk his sperm, and told him how much I enjoyed the experience and felt it an honor and privilege to have taken his seed. He thanked me in return, and in subsequent days we exchanged messages on the Silver daddies site concerning possible meetings in a better place than a vehicle.

Since that time I have sucked off Bob some 6 times, but all of the subsequent meetings have been at his home while his wife was away. However, in addition to a number of meetings with men, in my home and theirs, I have provided oral service in vehicles, both during daylight and night, for about a dozen times successfully. All total I've been with 21 men, and I've sucked all but one of them to completion and "beyond," as some are fond of saying. The one I could not bring to an orgasm just took an inordinate time to finish for me, even though we were in his bed at his home. About a third of them have been repeats, as well.

Why do I do this with men...often men who are almost complete strangers? Why am I doing these most intimate possible acts with men? Well, I actually know the answer to my question, but I'm still nearly in disbelief about the whole scenario each time, and about the tremendous sexual and emotional thrills and pleasure I receive each time I pour my whole being into pleasuring...no, into loving a man with my hands, lips, mouth, and tongue so that he loses control and gives up himself to me by ejaculating. When he does so he's revealed the most intimate side of himself to me, and he's also given me his most intimate and sacred bodily fluid...his semen.

I just love making a man cum by bringing him to sexual orgasm. I love the control over him that pleasuring his body represents. A lot of men think that they are in control of a man who's giving them oral service, but in my view, the truth is quite the opposite. It's the receiver of semen who is in control. He is a most needed one for the man being pleasured. This has been evidenced to me by how on occasion a man I'm pleasuring becomes irritated by an interruption during the building up toward his climax. An unexpected pause, a mistaken move, etc., can make for an uncomfortable moment in the countenance of the man being sucked to completion. He so needs me...he so depends on my continuing a loving craft upon his testicles and penis....and the general intimate treatment of his virile masculine body.

When I see a man who I find desirable to me, I am mesmerized by his masculine legs..the hair and rough texture of a man's legs, the muscles... excite me beyond words. During the summer when I see men walking for exercise or out and about generally, and they're wearing short pants, I quickly glance at their legs and get turned on from their beauty. A man's hairy rough and masculine legs sexually arouse me. I just want to kneel down in front of them and begin kissing and licking their shins, calves, knees...especially knees, and thighs...especially inner thighs. I want to stroke and caress their lower body and feel them tremble with sexual arousal from my touch, and hear them sigh. I also wish to touch, fondle, caress and explore my man's body....to give him whatever pleasure he needs and desires. Massage, kissing, verbal communication of appreciation for the honor of the intimacies my man allows me to experience, and close embrace are experiences I wish to give and share with a man.

When I'm finally with such men, at last I'm able to satisfy those most intimate desires, and experience the excitement I get from hearing the man that I service express his passion verbally and physically. I get to know what he's like when he climaxes. I get to hear him say what comes to his mind....to call out my name, to tell me how good he is feeling, to tell me he loves me ...if he is having those feelings for me, as I lovingly bring him such intimate pleasure. I love to see and feel his legs tremble...see and feel the goosebumps rise on his skin. I love to feel him thrusting toward my face as he releases his sperm deep inside my mouth. I always thank him sincerely for such a received gift as his semen.

I experience thrills beyond words when the man I'm pleasuring finally ejaculates. When his semen is released into my waiting mouth he instantly makes me fall in love with him. I'm never able to keep from doing so. I have no ability to resist giving my heart to him...along with my body for him to do with as he pleases. The act of receiving and swallowing the seed of a virile pleasured man is sacred to me. I feel that the man i'm servicing in so intimate a manner and I have become as one. His sperm...the fluid of life...that man's essence, is flowing in my blood...becoming an intimate part of me. I'm not able to resist feeling love for him.

I always find a man's semen very desirable to swallow. It doesn't matter how thick or thin it is, or of what color. When I find it to be fairly thick and sticky, i'm particularly pleased. But that's not a necessity. It's unusually exciting when it has some unevenness or lumpiness to it so that i'm able to squeeze it against my palate with my tongue and savor it and sort of use my teeth to "chew" the lumps and then feel them go down my throat as broken up as I swallow them down. If such a description is somewhat unromantic or too clinical, I apologize for it, but these things often occur to me when my man shoots his load into my mouth.

If a man's semen is off-white....grayish, yellowish or even greenish, as mine was when I was in my teens and always horny, I find it especially desirable and somewhat exciting to receive. Thick yellow or greenish tinted semen is probably from a man who's not climaxed for some time and may be congested, although I realize that a man's diet of certain foods does influence the color and taste of his semen.

When I was in my late teens and early 20s my semen was a yellow-green and also very thick. I always feel fortunate to be taking a man's congested semen ...a man who's very horny and needy to get his "rocks" off. I'm especially honored when I bring such a man the sexual release he needs and so deserves. I just know that the hornier a man is, the more appreciative he is of the oral service he's receiving from a willing lover of his body.

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