"Now for your turn" leers the old bull, stroking the mushroomed head of his gnarled old cock. The old man starts to get hard again and grabs the husband's head. He slams his cock back in the husband's mouth, brutally facefucking him. "Is that what you want Sissy? To be Daddies pantied cocksucker? "The husband chokes and gags on this vile old man's big cock,...
All participants are over 18. This is a fantasy that was inspired by a real encounter. ***** The old man got on the bus at exactly eleven p.m. Neal remembered so exactly because he checked the time on his phone to confirm the bus was still on schedule. Sure enough it was. He still had a seven hour ride in front of him to reach his destination. It was fas...
When I think of dirty old men, I think of Ike Thomas and when I think about Ike I get a hard on that won’t quit. Sixty years ago,I worked in what was once my Grandfather’s Greenhouses. Gramps had died a year earlier and Grandma, now in her seventies had been forced to sell to the competition. I got a job with the new owners and mostly worked the range by m...
Willard Strong looked out through the peephole of his apartment, chuckling to himself when he saw who had knocked on the door, and while he wasn't really surprised to see the young man out there he was a bit shocked to see how little time Bobby McDonald wasted before coming back for more. Less than 24 hours earlier the lad had emerged from the old man's apa...
The next morning it was as if the experience at the old man's house had never happened, and neither Lee nor I mentioned it at all. For the next couple of weeks we spent the days loafing around at the coast, learning to surf, and spending our $500 on accommodation and drinks at various bars. I guess we just lost track of how much we were spending, until we pa...
"Why are you constipated?" asked the old man. "Sorry," I said, "I don't like vegetables, fiber, oatmeal, salads, or anything green." I could not believe I was telling Gilbert my deepest darkest secrets. Still, Gilbert had always been there for me. Sure, he was so much older than me, but the old man listened to me and never criticized me. The old man shrug...
Living along the coast affords me a great chance to enjoy the outdoors in many ways. One of the best ways is to suntan in the nude down by the river. I found a place where there are not too many people as it's off the beaten path. There is lots of room to lie in the sun without anyone bothering you. One day when I arrived at the river, there was an old man...
This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 1 -- A Storm is brewing. Vernon shivers in the cold air of the shack and places another log on the fire. The storm o...
Erik tensed as the chill wind cut through the forest, his senses were on fire. Corbin would attack from the right, he always did. They had been taught predictability was death, yet the pup never learned that lesson. Erik made it a point to drive it home tonight. The rustle of leaves, a breaking twig, Corbin burst from the undergrowth to Erik's right. His fa...
Gilbert called my parents and asked if I could come over to help him. He was an elderly retired gentlemen whom my parents had befriended at my church. Since I was desperately in need of spending money and Gilbert was so generous with my older brother, I consented. Spending time with elderly men was not something that appealed to me, but I convinced myself th...