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The Reunion

The Reunion

I received the email from my high school reunion committee about the reunion that would include all of the '70's graduating classes. That was great, I had many friends younger and older that I went to school with. Being in the band, all 4 classes are together every year, so friendships develop from freshmen to seniors. We all had music that pulled us together as a common bond. A group of freshmen came in my junior year that I had made many friends with both at school and church. It was a small town, so most people knew everybody between the only high school in the county and a few local churches.

 Right after the invitation was sent out, I received Matt's friendship request and of course accepted. He immediately started making plans for me to spend a night with him at his motel when he came for the reunion. What he didn't understand was that my wife of 20yrs wouldn't let me do an overnighter. Matt so wanted to "wake up with my morning wood" and I finally convinced him that it would not be possible. Matt finally agreed to meeting early morning and me spending most of the day with him.

 I arrived early as planned, he met me in the breakfast room and we ate, going over what had happened in each of our lives over the past 25 yrs. Matt ate fast, and I am a slow eater, so as soon as I took the last bite, he suggested going up to his room. During our discussions, Matt had told me his partner was somewhat mentally abusive towards him and the sex had all but dried up and he no longer felt "wanted" for sex. The sex with my wife was almost nill due to her health and I also felt unwanted for sex. Lots of thoughts had gone through my mind from our last encounter and I had a mental list of what I wanted to do that day. When my wife was healthy, she would suck my cock, but would NOT take cum in mouth or on face even. She hates the smell and taste and her abusive ex would force her to do it till she gagged and puked. In trying to get her to take mine...she did, after all, love me and I am not an abuser, I told her that I wouldn't ask her to do anything I wouldn't do, so after I ejaculated on her boobs, I would lick it up to prove it wasn't that bad. She didn't even like me to do that and said it's not the same as it shooting in mouth. So I jokingly suggested getting a third for me to suck to prove to her it could be done, but she shot that down quick. "Ain't no body touching MY man's cock and my man ain't sucking no man's cock." You'd have to know my wife, but she is the most jealous woman I have ever met. If I am just nice to another female besides her, she figures we are screwing. Anyways, she could not be involved with any extra marital encounters.

 Matt was my friend and he made me feel really bad for him, talking about the way his partner treated him, so I had decided I was going make him feel wanted. He had asked if we could kiss, at first, I thought "Kiss a guy, me? YUCK!", but I had made up my mind before I got there I would give it a chance. Immediately after the door closed, we started hugging and I started kissing his neck around toward his mouth. As I reached his lips, his mustache and beard were a distraction, (remember, I had only kissed women) but as our lips locked and our tongues started to mingle, I forgot about the facial hair and closed my eyes. He is a very good kisser so I kinda forgot I was kissing a guy. At our last encounter, Matt made all the moves, so this time, I started letting my hands roam over his body, grabbing his ample butt grabbing a feel of his cock through his trousers. I broke our kiss on the lips and unbuttoned his shirt, kissing and licking each new area of exposed skin. I remember he had said his left nipple was very sensitive so when I got his shirt completely open, I started flicking my tongue around the nipple, getting it hard, then I started sucking on it. Matt's right leg started trembling, he grabbed my head and held it on the nipple as he moaned as started getting very weak kneed. I moved on down and started on his belt and trousers hook and zipper, all the while using my free hand to caress him through the cloth. I was hard and I expected him to be hard, but he had not reached erection yet. I dropped his pants and his boxers and discovered that little red pecker wasn't as little as it used to be. Still mostly flaccid, I could tell his girth had greatly increased over the years.

No matter, I wanted my friend to feel wanted so I opened my mouth and took my first cock in my mouth. Very different from eating pussy, so I just did to him what I liked done to me and he finally starting growing. "Rod, I take heart meds so I really don't get hard without a pill, but that is feeling so good." I didn't immediately start going up and down on him, no, I just held his flaccid cock in my mouth, running my tongue around the head, opening his pee hole with my tongue and hearing him moan about how good it felt to have a mouth on it since his partner only fucks his ass when they do anything. I kept that up for about a half hour, playing with his balls and ass as I just held his now growing cock in my mouth. "Oh my gosh Rod, I think it's getting hard!" he exclaimed as if not believing it. "That is amazing work you are doing down there, I haven't been this hard in months" I just grinned and didn't change a thing, but now, he is wanting to fuck my mouth and I told him to be still, that movement hurts my head. I had not thought about it, but I had a head injury not long ago that caused me to lose the cushion around my brain, so the thrusting he tried caused problems with my head. I also soon discovered that I was unable to "bob" my head up and down on his cock like a good cocksucker would do without getting severe headache and dizzy. He kept trying to thrust and I kept stopping him, just basically holding him in my mouth. Even when his body wasn't moving, his now rock hard cock was bouncing around in my mouth from my efforts. "Damn, I've never been blown like this before Rod, you are so fucking good." Now that he was completely erect, I took the advice of the gal that first deep throated me on how it's done and swallowed his dick down my throat, or at least as far as his short one would go. She was right about relaxing the gag muscle, so I had no trouble deep throating him. I started doing a rapid swallow on his now engorged member and reaching up to twist a nipple while the other hand played with his ass and tickled his puckered hole. "Oh god, I'm cumming" he said as he tried to pull his cock out of my throat, but I grabbed his ass and held him deep as the spurts started, I kept swallowing, my throat muscles milking all of his hot cum down my throat. Ex gf was correct, deep throat swallow a load and you don't taste it! I wasn't looking forward to that, but when he did finally pull out, I did get a couple of drops on my tongue and it wasn't too bad. Matt said he hadn't eaten red meat for last couple of weeks so it wouldn't taste bitter, so I guess that works because it wasn't bitter at all.

 I had just spent an hour and a half on him, but he wanted to please me again too. I still had my clothes on, so he started to undress me. "Wait", I stopped Matt, hooked up the portable speaker to my Ipod, found the song "You Can Leave Your Hat On" by Joe Cocker, and proceeded to do a sexy strip tease dance for him complete with my butt grinding on his lap as he reached around and started stroking my raging hard on. I could feel his flaccid pecker flopping around as I squirm on his lap, hoping he would get another erection. "Turn around, and let me taste you." said Matt, eager to get my cock in his mouth again after 25 years. I complied, and straddled his body as I brought my big veined dick up to his mouth. "You were so accurately named Rod, you have the perfect cock and your cute apple ass is perfect for rimming too." "All for you my friend" I said as he took the full length of my stiff rod in his mouth and down his throat, one hand kneading my ball sac and the other cupping a cheek as his finger sought my tight little hole. "Mmmmmmmm, yes, Matt, take me any way you want too." I don't recall anyone keeping my big dick balls deep in their mouth and throat for as long as Matt did. He didn't gag or even take it out to breathe, all I could feel was his throat muscles milking the shaft up to the head every time he swallowed. At first, he only swallowed maybe 2-3 times a minute, slowly increasing the frequency as I fought to keep control. Just before I reached the point of no return, he pushed me back, my cock making a pop sound as it escaped his lips. "Let me lay down on the bed then sit your ass down on my face and let my tongue delve into your musky hole" he said. I had been rimmed before, but Matt took it to a whole new level for me. Soon, I was humping his face, afraid I smother him as he brought me to multiple orgasms with his experienced tongue. Unable to keep my body upright, I lay down into a 69 position with him rimming me as I took his still flaccid cock into my willing mouth. Moans were trying to escape from my mouth as Matt continued to tongue me to more orgasms, causing a vibration on his dick. I knew it must be feeling good to him as well, because he was slowly but surely getting harder.

After one of my particularly intense orgasms, I raised my ass up and positioned my cock for more oral pleasure which he proceeded to give, bringing me yet again to the brink of cumming, then he would stop as I calmed down and the urge to shoot would pass. Most of the time when I masturbate, I like to edge for as long as I can, so I realized that's what he was doing to me. Matt was a master at edging me, stopping just before the point of no return, then slip his tongue back in my ass. He continued this routine for a while till I finally begged him to take my seed. He rolled me over so that he was on top and on his knees. My ass was well lubed, so the next time he took my cock in his mouth, he slipped a finger in my hole and started massaging my prostate. "Jeez Matt, what are you doing to me" I gasped, as the orgasm started building deep within my loins. Time seemed to slow down and I could actually feel the jizz leave my reticules, slowly working it's way up through the urethra before erupting out of the tip of my penis. After catching the first spurt in his mouth, Matt sat up and said he wanted to watch me cum, jacking my cock as I continued to shoot rope after rope of hot, milky white cum up into the air, then falling back on my belly. "Just like a fucking teenage, I didn't think you were going to stop shooting cum, longest orgasm I've ever witnessed" said Matt as he slowly milked the last of my cum out of my pee hole. "I wanted to see how much cum you could shoot, and I don't know any guy your age that cums that much" he said. "Now, let me clean that up, I need my protein for today" as he started slurping up the mess he just made. Matt cleaned me up really good, licking every drop up til I was clean. "Wow, that was incredible. I can't believe it, here I am at 51 years old, having one of the best orgasms I've ever had" I said when I was finally able to breathe normally again. "And I can't believe you got me hard without me having to take a pill", said Matt as I begin to play with his cock again. With a grin on my face, I leaned over and took his semi hard dick in my mouth and felt it stiffen in my warm, wet mouth. I worked on him again for a few minutes and when he reached full erection, I straddle him and guided his cock into my tight hole, taking him in one swift motion. I started moving my hips, feeling his tool sliding in and almost out as I rode him. "Man, that is a tight ass" he said, raising his hips to match my movements, "I'm not going to last long". "Give me your seed Matt" I cried out as I started another wave of orgasms pulsing through my ass. Grunting as he lifted his ass off of the bed, he expelled his load into my ass, another first for me. I wondered if his cum would leak out or stay in till I took a dump. I didn't have to wonder long because Matt said, "Okay, sit on my face again and let me clean your hole. Don't be afraid to push it out." So once again, Matt cleaned me out real good. He must have got it all, because nothing leaked out, no stains in my underwear when I got home that afternoon.

 We lay there afterwards, in each others arms, still breathing heavy from our efforts. Matt leaned back, looked me in the eye and said, "I love you Rod and I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you since high school. You are all man and I know you love women, but if you would let me, we could live together and you could fuck as many women as you wanted and I would cook for you, be your sex slave and suck you as often as you let me. You are the most masculine man I know and I just want to be a part of your life. It's all I've dreamed about since our first time together." Well, this really caught me off guard. Granted, I just had some of the most incredible sex I've ever had that day, but like he said, I really do love women, not to mention that I'm already married and could not afford a divorce anyway. I told Matt "I love you too, but not the way you want me to. You are an awesome lover and pleased me in ways I didn't even know existed, but I could never live with a man that way, not even you, I'm sorry." He said, "I knew that, but I had to try. I am just so glad that you let me show you how it could be." "And I thank you" I said, "for showing me just how good sex between two men can be."

 It had been a long day, a very satisfying one, but I had to leave so I could go home and get ready for the reunion that night. We headed to the shower and Matt would not let me do anything as he soaped me up, rinsed me off, washed my hair then dried me off and blow dried my hair. I got dressed and we hugged and kissed again, this time, the kiss was way more passionate than before. I finally tore myself from his embrace, told him I would see him later, then walked out the door. When we got to the reunion that night, I introduced him to my wife, and she never had a clue that Matt and I had spent the day making love to each other. After class pictures were taken, we all said good night, and went home. About a month later, I read on social media that he had married his partner, so I guess he felt that he gave me his best shot, and it didn't work.



Posted on: 2016-02-02 18:01:01 | Author: