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Hungry Strangers
by WV GRIFFIN
He looked somewhat familiar, but the obstacles he had to pass by made me unsure he was the same guy. As he stepped into full view, I rolled the analysis; same slightly cocky walk, same five and a half foot height, same short-cropped gray hair. Same bright gray eyes and light beard. Yeah, it was surely he. The same hungry stranger I liked so much the first time. First turn on, he looked country; like he had been a hot, horny farm boy when he was younger, and has matured into a desirable man of the same heat and horniness. He can look at you with that way of being and use it to easily persuade you to think he’s kinda shy in that sense. He used it on me the first time, and I made the first move. Yeah, he’s shy all right. I felt so eager to get with him it made me rush. But since he hadn’t seen me, I took the step back, lit another smoke and waited to see his reaction when he recognized me.
Just as I’d figured, he was pleasantly surprised. The expression showed for the time it took me to gaze over his face, down his built upper torso and back. Then his eyes showed all he thought. It was right neat to see the memory of our last liaison in his brilliant eyes. We knew we wanted to make it real again, but for some reason, in that world, at times it’s better to let the horny eagerness and suspense build. He spoke and smiled as he passed; I did the same and then made my shiver audible as my dark brown eyes scanned slowly down his broad back and over his meaty ass. My fingers curled as the stare continued down the thick, hairy thighs and calves. By the time they reached his Achilles tendon, it became suspense be damned! Not one minute more passed before my eagerness moved me to again take the initiative, walk up to him and simply grin. We then headed to the place where we could hole up.
He removed his shirt the second we were secured and my hands were immediately on the rise; fingers eager to begin their methodical crawl slide and grip at and over his built and hairy torso. While they did, he managed to also shuck his shoes and shorts, go to his knees, unleash my poker and take it into his mouth. My hands followed him down, wedged between us and continued to fondle his body. He felt so good I couldn’t help but groan right loud about what I got with that older man. Not only was he my preference, his actions showed he knew what it took to please another eager man. His build was solid, with defined musculature that was obviously obtained from physical labor. Save for the darkness of his tan, the man was muscular and hairy to a moderate degree from his neck to his feet. I couldn’t help but let him hear my thoughts about it as my hands slid with various pressures over it all.
“Damn! You sure know what it takes to turn me on! Your build feels so damned good!” I whispered into his ear, and then slid my hands down and caressed his firm ass. “Sure do like how hard your work has made your muscles!” He moaned deep, slid his hands over my trim, barely hairy belly while he continued to orally worship my nine-inch phallic deity like the skilled cocksucker he enjoyed being.
To caress it did feel good, but I couldn’t help but stop on occasion to admire the wide, solid and muscular build of his back. It was just so manly it made me want to yell. His every move in any direction made some areas of it turn rigid and I seethed to watch it happen. The intensity with which he went for my cock showed through those muscles. It just thrilled me at being able to feel it and know that he fully appreciated my action. One more time over them led my hands down to his ass again. Being in the vicinity, I slid my hands around and then up and down over his chest. I got a few eager fingers around the thickness of his pecker and I stroked it a few times. The wicked rush that rolled through made me moan deep, lay my head on his and close my eyes for a few seconds. In which time, the affective scent of his heated sweat wafted heavy and tempting up my nostrils. Once back to upright position, I began to thrust cock to his well-sucking mouth. All the while I kept my hands between the pinch of my sensitive nipples and the grip on his head. He made it difficult to decide which to do, and I was sure he not only knew of my dilemma, he happily created it. And boy did I love the way he continued to use it to not only make me do the things I did, but his actions made me feel really eager to do the things that coursed through my mind.
“Come on man, you gotta let me see that piece!” I growled. “Want you to jack that fucker for me! Show me how you like to play with it!” He honored my request, and then released my meat to give me full view of him as he dragged his tongue over my balls in effort to reclaim the spit that had run down them. My reaction was to forcefully slide my hand down him on the way to his cut, thick and slightly upward curved seven inches. Just to touch the tip of the precum loaded slit with my finger made my mouth water heavy. I could almost taste those inches; feel him grip my head tight and thrust that hog to my greedy face. Hear him whisper for me to suck it. Damn, I couldn’t take the wait any longer!
“Stand up and let me have that cock!” I said and helped him on his way. He didn’t get the time to fully stand before my six-foot form had knelt and I had that dick halfway down my throat.
“Yeah! That’s right; take that prick in your mouth! Suck it so good for me! Just like you did the last time!”
While I did what we wanted, I inhaled all the workday crotch scent my nostrils could handle. Yes, he did shower after work, but maybe not long enough to fully quell his natural pheromones. Little else could have excited me more, because he smelled so manly, more of him was the only thing I knew to go for, and he seemed fine with it. To feel that hair mingle with my moustache when we went all the way down, M A N did I ever love that feeling! It made my body rush, my mouth water and brought about an increase in not only my suck force, but also the speed with which I went after his meat. All the while, my stiffer was being stroked with one hand, his body with the other and he continued to feed my frenzy with some of the hottest fuckspeak to enter my ears all week.
“That’s right, you good feeling cocksucker! Dig yer hungry face in my crotch! Go all the way down on that dick! Sniff hard, sniff deep!” He called. “Let my scent well up in yer head! Let it make yer brain wild for more of me! Do me good man!” I moaned to his every word as he slid his hands through my black curls, down my back, over my ass and then back up and around to my chest, where his thick fingers clamped onto my ultra sensitive and pinch loving nipples. They showed their experience when they manipulated them like we’d been doing each other for a majority of his life. The man knew what I wanted and how it needed to be done. He pinched them hard, then softly slid his roughened fingertips over them fast, then so slowly I began to gasp around his vascular pole. My hand went to my own and again began to stroke it with orgasmic greed. Then, the knowledge of what he really wanted rolled through my mind. I did want to stand, let him suck my cock until I felt ready to blow, and then I’d pull out and shoot my cum all over his wide, solid and hirsute chest. But his swiftly moving cock felt so good as it grazed so hard over my palette that I wanted to suck it till it got ready to blow, have him pull out and then watch his thick load streak out before my interested eyes. If we worked everything right, we could have it all.
He began when he stood me up, knelt fast and opened his mouth so as to take my thigh buddy back in. The instant I felt the mere breath of his oral heat, my fingers began to work my nipples. I talked to him in a tone of voice he fully understood and responded to in a way that pulled more hot verbs from me. The seethes and sighs came when my fingers left my nipples to laze through his thick hair, then across the backside of those broad shoulders. Those masculine, work roughened hands slid from my back to my ass and then down my legs to pull some short, choppy grunts from me. He had me so hot; my fingers got grip on his hair. Strictly out of necessity became the way I thrust cock harder and faster to his face. The louder and deeper his moans became, the more I heard him saying “YES!”
That caused a quick change in the ferocity of our sex, and my balance with eyes closed became unable to be synchronized with the heated waves that barreled through. I fell back hard against the wall; he followed without the miss of a stroke. The hand that had been sliding over my ass suddenly had one finger in threat to touch my hole. I seethed in anticipant thought; he converted the threat to reality and my final surge rolled through.
“Oh yeah, that’s right! Do it again and I’m gonna cum!” I half whispered. He did so, with a valiant attempt at penetration. I let his thick digit in, the want for the real thing rolled through. Just a few…more…times…and then I ripped my cock from his lips and looked down at us stroking our meat.
“That’s right man, beat it!” He called. “Beat it and shoot that hot cum all over my chest! Come on and give it to me man!”
“Yeah, you’re gonna get that cum you want!” I told him as he stared briefly but wildly into my eyes. “Just a few more strokes and you’re…gonna get it!! Mmm! Hmm! Here it comes!”
My load streaked from me and splashed audibly on his chest. The pleasurable moan he put forth after each shot made me unable to retain the smile that’s always been involved with my eternal fascination of men and cum.
“Oh yeah man!” He growled. “Shoot that fucking cum on my chest! Oooh yeah let me feel it all over me! Ya know I love it, don’t ya!?” I gasped and then watched his eyes roll and his head go back. His chest heaved as he moaned, groaned and seethed. Then I spread my feet just before his load began to streak from his dick. I watched it with zeal as I dragged my cock through his soaked chest hair. We mutually put forth loud, deep grunts and groans, which died down to whispered seethes and sighs as our orgasms subsided. We watched each other as much as possible while we got ourselves together. I couldn’t help but feel a bit envious at his being able to not only take my cum onto his person, but also his being able to wait till he got home before he washed it from his chest. After he got his shirt on, I reached out and slid a hand over it. He smiled and I knew he was aware of my thoughts as he gazed into my dark eyes. Of his luck, and the question of when would that hairy, hungry stranger and I get together again?
“See you soon, stranger.” he said and rubbed a hand over my crotch as he left me.
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