He was lecturing at the most prestigious university in New Jersey. As a renowned chemist from the UK, he would meld well with the intellectual level at this university which had sought his knowledge. In truth, they wanted to bring him onto the faculty but Glen didn’t want to give up his post in England where his family lived. Glen was born and raised in America but had done much of his advanced schooling in England where he had married and chosen to remain. The offer to lecture for a month was a good compromise for all. I learned this information about him towards the end of our physical meeting and not through our initial correspondence.
Glen was secretly bisexual and a month away from the family would provide him plenty of opportunity to do more than lecture. He was planning on using his oral and tactile skills when he wasn’t engaged speaking to an audience or small group of scientists. He had created a profile on a site that I used and had listed himself as a top who enjoyed providing a full body massage without charge. At his level of income, he didn’t need massage money and the free component encouraged more responders. Glen was tall with a stocky build in his mid-50’s. No picture was provided, but the description spoke to me and I wrote a note of introduction. I was living alone in my house at the New Jersey shore, but still working in the New York City corporate world. I was fortunate that I could afford the high speed ferry that took me to Manhattan every day for work. I loved the extravagance of taking a one hour ride on the water to and from work.
Glen was happy to hear from me and commented that he enjoyed a man with a smooth body. He was staying at a hotel that would be about an hour away from where I lived and we made a plan for a weekend morning. I knew the area and that it would have some busy traffic on a Saturday, so I left early and barely made it to Glen’s well-appointed hotel just on time.
He was much more handsome than I had anticipated with a full head of thick curly light brown hair. He had a full moustache of the same color and bright blue eyes that gave outside appearance to the intelligence within. He was wearing khaki pants and a buttoned-down shirt with brown loafers. Had he worn different clothes he could have passed for a Texan cowboy, at least until he spoke. His vocabulary immediately identified his education and intellect. I paid great attention to vocabulary in choosing which stranger to be with for sexual exploration.
He had a broad smile and welcomed me graciously into the room. I could see that he had laid out some towels on the king-sized bed. “If you’re comfortable with me, we can start the massage,” he offered. I was attracted to him physically and didn’t need to know much about him to receive a free Saturday morning massage. I would get to know him better once his hands touched my flesh. I accepted his suggestion and got naked on the bed face down at the bottom end. He took off his clothes, but his red checked boxer shorts remained. The same light brown curly hair manfully graced his broad chest giving him a burly look.
Glen applied oil to his hands and began with my shoulders and back. He was not a professional by any means, but his hands were strong and felt good. From my perspective, the style was similar to a sports massage and was neither sensual nor sexual. I was a pleasure to be on the receiving end of this attractive, masculine man’s attentions.
I relaxed into the bed and began asking him questions about his work and family which were my typical non-intrusive male to male questions. I also asked about his sexuality and Glen informed me that he had come to be attracted to men most recently in his late 40’s. He had a very happy family life with a devoted wife and two beautiful teenage girls. He had no desire to make life changes, but his science mind begged for exploration and answers. The acceptance of this lecturing opportunity had come with both sex and chemistry on his mind.
Glen moved his hands to the naked lower half of my body where he spent more time massaging my runner’s legs and inner thighs before moving to my firm smooth ass. He climbed onto the bed and straddled my legs. His hands separated my butt cheeks as he massaged them outward in circular movements. My ass loved his attention and I felt my cock engorging underneath me. He may have noted the development and continued rubbing my ass with his strong hands. As a top, Glen might also have been attracted to my meaty hams. He let one hand wander up the crack to see how I would respond and was pleased when I provided an affirming humming sound.
He changed position to stand in front of me while massaging my shoulders. He intentionally leaned forward so that I would feel his hard cock pushing through his shorts and onto the back of my head. “Nice,” I commented, but now I was conflicted. I knew that I would enjoy sucking on his cock which it seemed he was suggesting, but the massage felt good and I was reluctant for it to stop. Glen was persistent and remained in this massage position for a few minutes, waiting patiently for me to finally gave in to my sexual urges.
I lifted my head and propped myself up using my elbows. His cock was fully erect and attractively protruding from his shorts. The shaft was average in length but very thick. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and he slowly slipped the head of his dick into my waiting mouth. Glen knew that he was thick and took his time to gently push his cock all the way in until my face was pressed against the boxer shorts. His hands moved from my shoulders to my head to keep me propped in place while he continued to carefully thrust the hard shaft in and out of my mouth. Glen pulled out all the way each time to allow me to breathe and also to reexperience the feeling of entering me.
I became used to the thickness and applied some pressure to the sides of this hefty cock beginning to create some suction. “Yes,” he responded with encouragement. “Take my big cock. Get me nice and hard, so that I can fuck your sweet looking smooth ass.” He picked up speed and intensity and I felt his dick pushing deeper into my throat as I relaxed into taking as much of his great cock as I could.
Glen pulled off his shorts and climbed onto the bed behind me. I heard him open and sniff from a bottle of poppers. He lay between my legs and buried his face in my ass, kissing the cheeks. He spread those cheeks wide and flicked his thick tongue against my opening. His weight was on my legs and I was immobile while he thrust a thick finger up inside me. Fortunately, he used oil and there was only pleasure as his finger penetrated me. He gently probed and stretched me, moving to a second finger to get my ass ready for his thick cock. Glen pushed his face back into my ass crack and shoved his tongue as deep inside as he could. I was very aroused and was eager to feel his shaft instead of fingers.
He passed me the bottle of poppers and said, “You’ll need this.” I was heartened when he used the poppers because I was concerned about his thickness and whether I could take him without lots of pain. I gratefully took two hits from the poppers bottle and felt the warmth invade my body. The sensual high immediately followed and I gave out a large exhale as my body relaxed. Glen straddled my legs and positioned his cock between my ass cheeks. He moved forward and back teasing the area until I arched my back slightly, more fully exposing the opening for him.
He pressed the head of his dick in slowly and just stayed there while I got used to being so widely stretched. There was pain, but not enough to make me stop. I felt the thickness and enjoyed how much it stimulated me. I pushed back a little to encourage him to go deeper. Glen continued to push gently and I sensed that he was halfway in when I felt his cock pulled back but not out. He carefully thrust in again with the thick member and I was once again grateful for the poppers because I was only feeling pleasure as he filled me with his huge shaft.
Glen sensed I was used to him, so he began to thrust in earnest. His long, deep, full strokes filled me so full of thick cock that I had to clutch onto the bedding. I loved the way that he was manfully taking what he wanted. He had softened me up with massage and poppers. He had aroused himself to this state of excitement and now he would fill me with his seed. His breathing increased as he pinned my arms in place while his dick pushed in and out mercilessly until I felt him increase in size and squirt loads of cum deep inside. Glen didn’t make any noise, but let go a long exhale that suggested he hadn’t fucked someone in a while.
He released my arms and straightened up but didn’t remove his cock. He remained there a couple of minutes enjoying the warmth of being inside me and viewing his thick cock up my ass. I enjoyed feeling that dick remain in place so that we were still connected by our body parts. When his cock popped out, he gave my ass a pleasant smack saying, “Great ass.”
Glen returned to the earlier position of standing in front of me declaring, “Suck me some more.” I regained my propped position and opened my mouth to take in the freshly orgasmed cock. There was still cum dripping from the wide head and I pleasantly tasted the salty fluids. I was surprised to feel his cock harden again right away. He was like a young man regenerating minutes later. What a strong libido he had. I began to suck him in earnest, eager to please this very masculine man. Perhaps Glen would fill my ass a second time.
He returned to his straddling position behind me and handed over the bottle of poppers. I didn’t like to use them much, but it was a better choice than the pain that his thick stick would inflict. The warmth and the rush from the poppers rushed into my body as I felt his hard cock press against my already used opening. The creamy first load had generously lubricated me. Glen didn’t hesitate to push in this time, knowing that I could take him. I held my breath as the thick shaft filled all of the space I had and then exhaled slowly to increase the relaxation. He seemed to push deeper this time and I felt my whole body opening to receive him. “Take me. Fuck me.” I wanted to merge my body with this sexy man and feel all of him.
Glen took my words of encouragement and increased the speed and roughness of his thrusts. He wanted to fill me to overflowing. He pressed down hard on both of my ass cheeks to spread them as open as possible. I felt his balls smacking against my buns wanting to cum. Endorphins surged throughout my body as I gave myself over to him. His deep voice growled like a big dog and I felt his cock burst open releasing another huge deposit into me. I felt his hot cum leaking down onto my balls. After this orgasm, he collapsed on top of me while his dick continued to stay inside. His breathing was labored but happy and I heard him chuckle as he said, “I don’t usually do two. Thank you, sexy man.”
It pleased me to know that he had had a rewarding sexual time with me. I enjoyed feeling his weight relax on to me pressing both of us into the mattress. I felt his cock softening and knew that he wouldn’t be able to stay in much longer. He kissed me on the nape of my neck as his cock popped back to him. He then gave the side of my neck a bite as he rolled over to lay face up. I slid over to place my head against his sweaty, hairy, manly chest and curl up against his naked flesh.
Glen’s breathing was returning to normal and I sensed that he wanted to connect in ways other than physical, so I began by asking what brought him to the area. Glen spoke about his lecturing at the university and how rewarding it was to be recognized. He was surprised that the American students asked good questions. His energy jumped to another level when he spoke about the commercial opportunities for some of the work he was doing in England, exploring new polymers and esters. I sensed that he valued intellectual stimulation with the same intensity that he sought physical arousal.
He told me about his family and how he missed them, especially his girls. I believed that Glen had that special father daughter attachment that touches the heart so deeply. He would see them again soon, since he was returning at the end of the week. “It’s a shame we didn’t meet sooner on this trip,” he declared. “I would have enjoyed having more time with you. Perhaps I’ll look into lecturing again next term,” he conjectured. With my head on his chest, I enjoyed the resonance of the happy voice and the feeling of his masculine body.
He offered to let me use the shower, but I preferred keeping his scent with me for the rest of the day. I returned to my casual clothes while he remained naked. Once I was fully clothed, Glen came from behind and wrapped his arms around me for a farewell hug. There was no bulge pressing into me anymore. I sensed that he wasn’t ready for a face to face which might have included kissing or too much intimacy. It seemed important for him to project his masculinity which was perfectly fine with me. As a formerly married man, I readily respected his limitations. “Thank you,” came his words of sincerity.
We kept in touch for a number of months, but the work in England kept Glen from returning to New Jersey. If I were to take a trip to England, I would only be allotted small amounts of his time when he could get free and that didn’t seem like a good value. Nonetheless, I was happy for this one time experience with such a masculine, sexy man.