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If you read my last story, you will know I met a guy called Peter, at the doctors of all places, and that was several months ago.
Well I had a very out of the blue phone call from him yesterday, inviting me around for a couple of beers, and to watch the World Cup play offs. I wasn’t overly interested in watching England play Belgium again, but a cold beer, and wanting to know the reel reason for the invite, after such a long time, did. 

I got to Peters at around one-ish, and he still looked good for his nearly 60 years. He was wearing only shorts. Peter invited me in, and showed me onto the patio, grabbing a cold beer for me from the fridge on the way through the kitchen .
The patio was very nice. Two loungers, complete with beach towels, with a small table in between, under a very large parasol. The garden looked out onto the Cambridgeshire countryside, and fortunately, wasn’t overlooked at all.

“Make yourself comfortable John, here, give me your shirt”. Peter took my shirt and put it in the kitchen as I sat down on one of the loungers, and took a swig from my bottle of beer.
Peter returned, and laid down on the other lounger.

“I’ve been thinking about our last meeting John, and I hope you don’t mind, but I would really like some more, if that’s ok?”

Well that took me back a bit. At least it answered my curiosity about the invite.
I laid back on my lounger.

“Well, I really enjoyed it John, but I want to get a bit more involved, as in, I want to REALLY suck your cock, until you cum, then swallow it all. I know I wasn’t too sure last time, but I’m ready now”.

I felt my cock start to stir in my shorts, and a quick glance over at Peter told me his was too.

“That sounds good Peter, if you’re sure you want that?” I said, as if double checking with him.

“There is something else John. I want to fuck you!”

“Bloody hell Peter! Have you been watching your porn again?” I said with a wry smile.

“I just want to know what it’s like, and explore things more with you. Is it a problem?”

“Not at all Peter, it’s just not something I have done a great deal of, maybe twice”.

“Oh ok, no worries then”. Peter said quietly.

I looked at Peter, looked at the growing bulge in his shorts, and felt the tightness in my own, my heart starting to race a little.

“Peter, If you want to fuck me, you can, but you swallow my cum first”.

Peter smiled as I stood up, and dropped my shorts to the ground, the hot sun beating down on my naked body. My now free cock had room to grow, and it reached full hardness as I watched Peter remove his own shorts too, revealing a shaved 7 or 8 inches of hard meat. It looked even better than I remembered.

I stepped towards Peters lounger, and lifted my right leg over to the other side, allowing my foot to brush his very hard cock.

I was now standing, with one leg either side of the lounger. Peter raised the back slightly so he was nearly sitting bolt upright, his mouth now at the same level as my cock.
I placed my hands on the back, and brought my cock closer and closer the his mouth.
Peter opened his mouth and put his tongue out, as he gripped my shaft with one hand, and my heavy full balls with the other.

Peters lips sealed around the head of my engorged cock, and as I slowly pushed into his mouth, I could feel his tongue flicking and stroking the underside.

He moaned as more and more of my cock went in, he must have been practicing, I thought to myself, it was so good and so deep.
Peter gave a little gag as the head of my cock actually hit the back of his throat.

It was to much, I wanted to fuck Peters throat, I wanted Peter to fuck me.

I started to build up a rhythm, long strokes as Peter sucked and lapped at my cock, the two of us moaning in delight. I could hear a wet slapping sound behind me, and as I looked over my shoulder, I could see that Peter had managed to open a bottle of lube, and had squirted a liberal quantity over his cock, and was now massaging it into his huge looking phallus.

As I continued to slide my cock in and out of Peters mouth, I felt him start to rub lube around my tight arse hole. This sent shivers up my spine, and brought me so close to cumming.

I felt a slippery finger, then two, slide into my arse, lubricating and opening me, making my head spin. And now it really sent me over the edge.

“I’m going to cum Peter, I’m going to cum so hard, where Peter, where?”

Peter said nothing at all, but he increased the suction on my cock with his lips, put his hands on my buttocks, and pulled me deep.

I sped up, my legs turning to jelly, and my hips pounding my cock into Peters mouth, we both moaned out loud as a huge amount of cum shot into his mouth, again and again and again. I could feel his tongue move it around in his mouth, around my cock, and finally swallowing the whole load down.

I looked down at Peter, shiny cum coating his lips, and a little dribble in the corner.

“WOW!” Peter said, “That was well worth the wait John”.

“It’s not over just yet”. I said.

I took a step back from Peters face, and started to squat down over his hard cock. I gripped his shaft and held it upright, as I lowered my body until I could feel the head of his cock nudge my slippery hole.

“Do you want to fuck me Peter?” I asked.

“Very much John”.

“Do you want to cum in me Peter?”

“Mmmmmm, yes please”.

“Tell me Peter. What do you want?”

“I want to feel my cock inside you, fucking you until I give you all my hot cum John!”

With that, I continued to lower my arse onto Peters hard cock. It slid well, and I felt the ‘pop’ of his head into me, with the rest sliding in behind, opening my tight hole to accommodate it whole length.

It felt so good as I sat on his lap, his cock buried inside me to the hilt. I grabbed the back of the lounger again to balance myself as I slowly raised up a little, then dropped down hard again.

“Is this the first time you have fucked a guy Peter?”

“Yes, and I love it, you feel so good John. I’m not going to last long at this rate, it’s so hot fucking you”.

If Peter wasn’t going to last long, I wanted to make the most out of getting fucked.

I started to build up a rhythm, long strokes, getting faster and faster. Peter was panting as I pounded his cock with my arse, I swear I felt every throbbing vein in his shaft.

We were both sweating and moaning loudly, and loving every minute.

After about ten minutes of fast, hot, deep fucking, Peter announced he was close to cumming.

“Come on then Peter, fuck me until you shoot your seed into me, you wanted to cum in me, so let me have it.”

I clenched the muscles around my arse hole, gripping Peter tighter, as he yelled out in ecstasy. His cock started to pump cum into me, and I felt every pulse, again and again, I could even feel the heat of his load inside me.

I squeezed all that I could out of Peter, and slowly raised myself from him, his now softening cock exiting my well used, wet, and dripping hole.

I stood to the side of Peters lounger and bent over, giving him the traditional ‘cream pie’ view, his cum dripping down my balls and legs.

‘WOW’ Peter said, “That was very good”.
  

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