BearLover1694
On the Prowl
Alright, so I found some free time, and just dove in writing my next story. Another one that I'm writing as I go. I already like the way it's starting, so I hope you guys read it and enjoy too!
Chapter 1:
As spring rolled around once more, another full season's traveling schedule began. My name is Nick and I worked as the assistant to the manager of my home city's MLB team. I really liked the job itself, but there were also a good handful of qualities I didn't like. The travel got old fast, and being an in the closet gay guy at 48 years old being around a traveling boys club locker room all the time wasn't exactly how I wanted to spend my time usually. But, alas, I loved the job itself, and although they were a bunch of obnoxious jocks sometimes, getting to see a bunch of youthful men in their prime wrapped in just towels and what not certainly wasn't something I'd hated.
Anyway, the new season was starting so I began preparing myself for the travel schedule. Our first series of games was out of town, of course just my luck. I had managed to go all this time in my life without raising any suspicion to my sexuality, and a large reason for that was actually my job. To people in my family/friend circle, my job took up so much of my time and it moved me all around that my life was too unpredictable for a relationship. To my work acquaintances, I told them I was divorced because of the toll of a strenuous travel schedule. It was perfect.
My sex life was nothing to be ashamed about however. I got laid usually a few times a week. I had been on the same job for a long while and thus had over time built up some regular contacts for booty calls in basically each city I traveled to. And if that failed, there was always craigslist or a hookup site. My only drawback was that usually it was hard to find my type. Being an older guy like myself, I typically attracted either other guys my age or twinky boys. Now, my type is some kind of mix. I love, cub type guys. Young is my thing for sure, I'd take an 18 year old in a heartbeat, except the only thing is that most 18 year olds are skinny little twigs. I look for the husky, thick and juicy, jock type guys. The ones that are overdeveloped for their age. Hairy is a plus but it's alright if they aren't.
The one saving grace for this first trip was that it was to Boston. Usually the Boston, blue collar type guys fit my criteria better than a lot of other areas, and needless to say my one regular fuck buddy there was hot and exactly what I like. Once we got to the hotel I checked in, showered quick and then went to the hotel bar while I texted my boy. We texted back and forth for a bit trying to set things up as I had a couple drinks with my colleagues. Luckily he was free and said he could be over in about 45min. I ordered one more drink, called it a night and went upstairs. Not long later I heard a knock at the door. I checked through the peephole, and opened up to let him in.
I think he'd gotten a little bigger since the last time I saw him. He was about 20 now, 5'8", but was beefy. He didn't have much tone, but was bulky and thick and I loved every bit of it. I think my main attraction to this type of boy was the versatility that could come along with it. You could either have a power bottom with a thick ass that could take it like a man, or you could have an alpha jock type that can fuck you like a machine with all that young energy. This boy, this boy was the first type I described.
He walked in and took his shirt off and kicked off his shoes and socks. He started to undo his pants but before he could I pushed on the top of his head so he could get down on his knees. I was your run of the mill hunky businessman. At 48 I had salt n pepper hair, I stood at 6'0" tall, and some permanent scruff/stubble. My body was a little harder to describe perfectly in words. Basically, I filled out all of my clothes in every area. I worked out usually 3-4 times a week, but I wasn't a physical masterpiece, it was really just to maintain my body and keep from getting out of shape. Other than that, I'd say I was a fairly hairy individual. I groomed it on the back just because I don't like that, but on the front I just let it grow, I liked being the hairy, manly man that boys lusted over.
Now that I had the boy on his knees in front of me, I unzipped the fly of my pants, reached in and through my briefs and pulled out my cock and balls. My package was just overall moderate but impressive. I suppose like the rest of me, and just like the rest of me it was filled out. I was probably 7.5" and cut, and my balls were not necessarily bull balls but they were plump and round. I proceeded to thrust forward so that the boy would take my cock in his mouth. I liked to start by facefucking my boys so I held his head still with both of my hands and just humped forward and back as my cock slipped in and out of his wet mouth.
After a little while, I let the boy do the work as I started to unbutton my shirt and undo my tie. I took them off, and then unbuttoned my pants and slid them down to my ankles along with my briefs. I saw the boy look up to me, taking in the sight of the grown man above him. He ran his hands up my body to my chest and just groped at my meaty pecs with his hands. I stood him up and planted him with a kiss as I unbuttoned his pants and he slipped them off. He was wearing bright red, very tight briefs. The bulge in front showed his visible full hard on, and I turned him around to get a full view of his big ass.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and bent him over my legs. I gave him some gentle slaps (I'm not big into any real spanking/kink/pain play but some mild slapping is hot) and massaged his butt through his briefs. After a little while I slid his briefs off and his bare ass was mine. I moved him off of my legs and onto the bed as I got up to grab a condom. I loved fucking bare, but the lifestyle I live, I fuck enough different people that condoms are practically necessary. I rolled one on to my throbbing cock and positioned myself behind him. He was laying flat on his stomach, so I put one leg on the outside of each of one of his and slowly squeezed my dick in. God this boy was tight.
I knew both from the past, and from the boy's reactions to my behavior tonight he liked being controlled somewhat. So, being behind him and kneeling over, I decided that my method of balance would be to take both of my hands and just put my weight on his upper back, pinning him down on the process. I started ramming into my boy's ass hard now and by his moans I could tell he loved it. I flipped him over and entered his ass again, in missionary position this time. I leaned over and kissed him once then straightened back up in order to get a nice fast rhythm going. I took my boy's cock in one hand and slowly stroked him. Not long after I had him begging me to keep going and moaning as he busted his nut all over his body and the bed.
"Where do you want my cum boy??" I asked him as I pulled out and ripped the condom off. "I want you to cum all over my chest please." the boy said, his eyes grown big looking up at me. I jerked my cock as he massaged my body while I knelt beside him. I felt it starting at my shaft, and the warm feeling spread throughout my body as my cock exploded. The boy was covered in both our cum. He stayed there as I went and got a towel. I got on the bed beside him, and kissed him as I wiped his body. "Alright boy, I think it's time to go." I said as I got up and slipped my briefs back on. He got up and got dressed.
"I doubt you're here for long, but next time you're in town hit me up again, I'll be more than happy to help you out again." the boy said on his way out the door. The next morning I was on my way to the next town, hoping the remainder of the season would be even half of last night's grand opening.
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If any of you guys liked this start, but haven't read either of my last two stories I'm posting their links here
My Former Teacher:
http://www.justusboys.com/forum/threads/437349-My-Former-Teacher
So Wrong, But So Right:
http://www.justusboys.com/forum/threads/437950-So-Wrong-But-So-Right
Chapter 1:
As spring rolled around once more, another full season's traveling schedule began. My name is Nick and I worked as the assistant to the manager of my home city's MLB team. I really liked the job itself, but there were also a good handful of qualities I didn't like. The travel got old fast, and being an in the closet gay guy at 48 years old being around a traveling boys club locker room all the time wasn't exactly how I wanted to spend my time usually. But, alas, I loved the job itself, and although they were a bunch of obnoxious jocks sometimes, getting to see a bunch of youthful men in their prime wrapped in just towels and what not certainly wasn't something I'd hated.
Anyway, the new season was starting so I began preparing myself for the travel schedule. Our first series of games was out of town, of course just my luck. I had managed to go all this time in my life without raising any suspicion to my sexuality, and a large reason for that was actually my job. To people in my family/friend circle, my job took up so much of my time and it moved me all around that my life was too unpredictable for a relationship. To my work acquaintances, I told them I was divorced because of the toll of a strenuous travel schedule. It was perfect.
My sex life was nothing to be ashamed about however. I got laid usually a few times a week. I had been on the same job for a long while and thus had over time built up some regular contacts for booty calls in basically each city I traveled to. And if that failed, there was always craigslist or a hookup site. My only drawback was that usually it was hard to find my type. Being an older guy like myself, I typically attracted either other guys my age or twinky boys. Now, my type is some kind of mix. I love, cub type guys. Young is my thing for sure, I'd take an 18 year old in a heartbeat, except the only thing is that most 18 year olds are skinny little twigs. I look for the husky, thick and juicy, jock type guys. The ones that are overdeveloped for their age. Hairy is a plus but it's alright if they aren't.
The one saving grace for this first trip was that it was to Boston. Usually the Boston, blue collar type guys fit my criteria better than a lot of other areas, and needless to say my one regular fuck buddy there was hot and exactly what I like. Once we got to the hotel I checked in, showered quick and then went to the hotel bar while I texted my boy. We texted back and forth for a bit trying to set things up as I had a couple drinks with my colleagues. Luckily he was free and said he could be over in about 45min. I ordered one more drink, called it a night and went upstairs. Not long later I heard a knock at the door. I checked through the peephole, and opened up to let him in.
I think he'd gotten a little bigger since the last time I saw him. He was about 20 now, 5'8", but was beefy. He didn't have much tone, but was bulky and thick and I loved every bit of it. I think my main attraction to this type of boy was the versatility that could come along with it. You could either have a power bottom with a thick ass that could take it like a man, or you could have an alpha jock type that can fuck you like a machine with all that young energy. This boy, this boy was the first type I described.
He walked in and took his shirt off and kicked off his shoes and socks. He started to undo his pants but before he could I pushed on the top of his head so he could get down on his knees. I was your run of the mill hunky businessman. At 48 I had salt n pepper hair, I stood at 6'0" tall, and some permanent scruff/stubble. My body was a little harder to describe perfectly in words. Basically, I filled out all of my clothes in every area. I worked out usually 3-4 times a week, but I wasn't a physical masterpiece, it was really just to maintain my body and keep from getting out of shape. Other than that, I'd say I was a fairly hairy individual. I groomed it on the back just because I don't like that, but on the front I just let it grow, I liked being the hairy, manly man that boys lusted over.
Now that I had the boy on his knees in front of me, I unzipped the fly of my pants, reached in and through my briefs and pulled out my cock and balls. My package was just overall moderate but impressive. I suppose like the rest of me, and just like the rest of me it was filled out. I was probably 7.5" and cut, and my balls were not necessarily bull balls but they were plump and round. I proceeded to thrust forward so that the boy would take my cock in his mouth. I liked to start by facefucking my boys so I held his head still with both of my hands and just humped forward and back as my cock slipped in and out of his wet mouth.
After a little while, I let the boy do the work as I started to unbutton my shirt and undo my tie. I took them off, and then unbuttoned my pants and slid them down to my ankles along with my briefs. I saw the boy look up to me, taking in the sight of the grown man above him. He ran his hands up my body to my chest and just groped at my meaty pecs with his hands. I stood him up and planted him with a kiss as I unbuttoned his pants and he slipped them off. He was wearing bright red, very tight briefs. The bulge in front showed his visible full hard on, and I turned him around to get a full view of his big ass.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and bent him over my legs. I gave him some gentle slaps (I'm not big into any real spanking/kink/pain play but some mild slapping is hot) and massaged his butt through his briefs. After a little while I slid his briefs off and his bare ass was mine. I moved him off of my legs and onto the bed as I got up to grab a condom. I loved fucking bare, but the lifestyle I live, I fuck enough different people that condoms are practically necessary. I rolled one on to my throbbing cock and positioned myself behind him. He was laying flat on his stomach, so I put one leg on the outside of each of one of his and slowly squeezed my dick in. God this boy was tight.
I knew both from the past, and from the boy's reactions to my behavior tonight he liked being controlled somewhat. So, being behind him and kneeling over, I decided that my method of balance would be to take both of my hands and just put my weight on his upper back, pinning him down on the process. I started ramming into my boy's ass hard now and by his moans I could tell he loved it. I flipped him over and entered his ass again, in missionary position this time. I leaned over and kissed him once then straightened back up in order to get a nice fast rhythm going. I took my boy's cock in one hand and slowly stroked him. Not long after I had him begging me to keep going and moaning as he busted his nut all over his body and the bed.
"Where do you want my cum boy??" I asked him as I pulled out and ripped the condom off. "I want you to cum all over my chest please." the boy said, his eyes grown big looking up at me. I jerked my cock as he massaged my body while I knelt beside him. I felt it starting at my shaft, and the warm feeling spread throughout my body as my cock exploded. The boy was covered in both our cum. He stayed there as I went and got a towel. I got on the bed beside him, and kissed him as I wiped his body. "Alright boy, I think it's time to go." I said as I got up and slipped my briefs back on. He got up and got dressed.
"I doubt you're here for long, but next time you're in town hit me up again, I'll be more than happy to help you out again." the boy said on his way out the door. The next morning I was on my way to the next town, hoping the remainder of the season would be even half of last night's grand opening.
============================
If any of you guys liked this start, but haven't read either of my last two stories I'm posting their links here
My Former Teacher:
http://www.justusboys.com/forum/threads/437349-My-Former-Teacher
So Wrong, But So Right:
http://www.justusboys.com/forum/threads/437950-So-Wrong-But-So-Right
