Softball 1
Last Summer I joined an intramural softball league with some friends, I had a lot of fun and after a game we would all go to a nearby bar and either celebrate our victory, or console ourselves. One special week in particular I met a man. His name was John, but I didn't know that the first time I saw him. It was when I arrived at the field. There were always a couple players on each team who took the game more seriously than others, and John was that guy on his team. Apart from his team shirt, he wore baseball pants. I noticed because they made his butt look very nice. I don't normally leer at men in public, but he was an exception. Tall and lean, but clearly muscular, just looking at him made me feel ashamed about my own body, but I also felt a little turned on. He had silver/grey hair that swooped back and a matching beard. He had a warm smile and steel-blue eyes, and a bulge. My god what a bulge. He looked to be his team's captain, and once the game started that was confirmed. I don't remember if we won or lost against John's team, but we still went to the closest bar to the park. As we walked through the parking lot to our cars I walked past John. He was loading bats and some other equipment into a shiny black pickup. I told him 'good game' as I walked by and he smiled and said the same. He asked what we were doing and I told him about our drinking tradition. He laughed and said he was headed to the same bar for a drink as well, and that he'd 'keep an eye out for me'.
A while later at the bar John came up and said hi to my friends and I. He introduced himself and bought everyone a round of drinks. A couple hours later my friends had all left and John and I sat in the corner talking. We talked about a lot of things, but eventually it turned to sex. I felt my cock swell as we shared stories of our best blowjobs. It was then, that John tipped me off that he was gay. "I love gettin' head more than I love givin' head" he said as he finished his beer. "And I do love suckin' dick." I smiled at him and replied; " I too love sucking dick. It's been too long since I sucked one." With that John set down his glass and leaned close to me.
"I live across the street, come home with me right now and you can suck my dick."
I was pleasantly buzzed and reasonably horny, so we left right away. He wasn't lying, he lived in an apartment complex right behind the bar. It was less than 5 minutes from the bar to his door, on the third floor of his building. The summer air was warm, and as soon as we set foot in his place I could smell the fresh air through and open window. It was dark, and I couldn't see much. That didn't matter though, because as soon as the door was closed John pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. The warmth of his body felt nice, and he smelled vaguely of pine. His mouth was warm and wet, he tasted a little like beer, but I probably did too. His beard felt strange against my face, but it a good way. Everything about the moment reminded me I was with a man, his smell, the way he pressed himself against me, his facial hair. I was already as hard as a rock and all of our clothes were still on. John stopped kissing me and gently led me around a corner into a bedroom. He turned a nob that gently brought on a small lamp. He told me to get comfortable and he would grab us some water.
A while later at the bar John came up and said hi to my friends and I. He introduced himself and bought everyone a round of drinks. A couple hours later my friends had all left and John and I sat in the corner talking. We talked about a lot of things, but eventually it turned to sex. I felt my cock swell as we shared stories of our best blowjobs. It was then, that John tipped me off that he was gay. "I love gettin' head more than I love givin' head" he said as he finished his beer. "And I do love suckin' dick." I smiled at him and replied; " I too love sucking dick. It's been too long since I sucked one." With that John set down his glass and leaned close to me.
"I live across the street, come home with me right now and you can suck my dick."
I was pleasantly buzzed and reasonably horny, so we left right away. He wasn't lying, he lived in an apartment complex right behind the bar. It was less than 5 minutes from the bar to his door, on the third floor of his building. The summer air was warm, and as soon as we set foot in his place I could smell the fresh air through and open window. It was dark, and I couldn't see much. That didn't matter though, because as soon as the door was closed John pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. The warmth of his body felt nice, and he smelled vaguely of pine. His mouth was warm and wet, he tasted a little like beer, but I probably did too. His beard felt strange against my face, but it a good way. Everything about the moment reminded me I was with a man, his smell, the way he pressed himself against me, his facial hair. I was already as hard as a rock and all of our clothes were still on. John stopped kissing me and gently led me around a corner into a bedroom. He turned a nob that gently brought on a small lamp. He told me to get comfortable and he would grab us some water.
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