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Young and OldI had numerous encounters with middle aged and elderly gentlemen in public toilets throughout the years, sampling many different cocks. Most were on the smaller size of the scale, but I never complained because they were easier to fit into one’s mouth. But then there were a few guys who had some very impressive members, and most of the time they were only too self aware that they were packing some serious meat in their pants! One such guy was the elderly gent who’d masturbated me to my first orgasm in my local convenience, and he was probably the man with whom I had my majority of sexual encounters with. My heart would always skip a beat if I entered the toilets and he was already in residence, and I noticed a big grin would always cross his lips if he saw me. We would spend many a weekend enjoying each other’s company secreted away in a cubicle, enjoying each other’s bodies. After our first encounter though, he was very wary of getting covered in my young cum, and kept out of the firing line of my excited prick!Well, as the years passed by, I noticed my elderly friend visibly ageing. First, the prescription spectacles were needed constantly, and he lost muscle mass and weight, leaving stretch marks visible on his soft, fragile skin. And even though it took him a bit longer to get an erection, that big old thing was still working superbly! One day I entered the premises and he was already standing at the urinals, blatantly playing with his semi aroused member. I unbuttoned and unzipped myself, sidled down towards him and displayed my own penis, rapidly becoming engorged as I watched him massage his big cock. He smiled a big grin, and removed his hand from his own prick, and slowly fondled my, by now, fully hard cock.’Do you want to go into a cubicle?’ I gently asked him.’I’ve got a better idea’, he said, releasing his grip and putting his own penis away into his underwear and zipping himself up.I, too, put myself away, and followed kaçak iddaa my elderly companion’s lead, as he departed the toilets. We walked outside and through an archway which led to the main thoroughfare of the town, quickly crossing the road to the opposite side, and then a short walk of no more than 30 yards or so up a side street. The older man then produced a key to a block of luxury apartments, and we proceeded up a flight of steps towards an upstairs flat. Once inside, we were standing in the living area of an unfurnished flat, and as I went to the windows and peered through the blinds, I could see the main street of the town. My older friend informed me that this was his former residence, now up for sale, but he kept a key to show potential buyers around.Without a word, he unzipped himself, released the buckle of his belt, and lowered his trousers. I stood, my mouth beginning to water, waiting for his underwear to be lowered and reveal his lovely big cock. I followed suit, and hastily pulled my jeans and boxers down to my ankles, my cock already fully aroused. We both stood there, naked from the waist down, and I moved in close to my elderly friend. With my cock in hand, I grabbed his semi erect member, and after peeling down my foreskin to reveal my reddened glans, rubbed the tips of our penises together. He moaned in pleasure, and I could see his own cock slowly getting bigger and harder as I rubbed our swollen heads against the other. He had never done this when we were in the confines of a cubicle, but he now came in for a cuddle, and placed a gentle peck upon my cheek. I’d already had a soft spot in my heart for him but it was only strengthened by this display of affection. We cuddled for a short time, our hard cocks rubbing together.We broke from our embrace, and I sunk to my knees. I could never resist from sticking his cock into my mouth. He was always immaculately presented, always smelled nice, and not once did I encounter a kaçak bahis dirty, smelly cock with him. And so I set to work on his big prick, slowly licking his exposed glans as I gently wanked his shaft, slowly putting in a little twist as I did so. I looked up to see him stood with his eyes closed, a blissful grin on his face as a man roughly fifty years his junior sucked and licked on his impressive member. After several minutes, he began to rock his hips slowly and gently as I devoured more of his prick, although I made sure to keep my hand around the base so that he wouldn’t get too carried away and send it down my throat! I had been educated by my older friend on how to touch and fondle other men, his own caresses still vivid in my mind to this day. I played with his pendulous sac as I fellated his cock, and stroked his taint. Hands wandered around to his old and saggy buttocks, caressing his cheeks and stroking his lower back. Whist my mouth was working his cock, I moved my hands to the inner parts of his pale, hairless thighs, working them around in tiny circles. His breathing became heavier, and his moans more vocal. We had never had this amount of freedom to express our desire whilst trying to conceal our deeds in the toilets.I removed his swollen cock from my mouth, and wanked that big lump of meat. Hard and fast, I watched as the hood of his foreskin half covered his tip as my hand quickly worked his member. And then the unmistakable indication that he was bordering on his orgasm, as a pronounced globule of pre-cum formed out of his slit, glistening as I sped up my hand movements once more.’Oh… I’m going to cum..!’ he moaned, and I quickly placed my mouth onto the tip of his cock. I savoured that sweet precursor as I rubbed his shaft with my left hand, sucking hard on his sensitive tip.And then his body jerked, and he forcibly pushed more of his penis into my mouth, as I felt the pulsing of his cock as it oozed out it’s salty, slightly illegal bahis savoury reward. Greedily I devoured his cum as his body spasmed and convulsed, as my friend lowly roared and moaned. I grasped his buttocks to try and keep him centred as I swallowed the last of his hot cum, his penis already softening in my mouth as I teased the last few drops of his orgasm from him.Even though he had little colour to his complection, I noticed his cheeks were flushed and his breathing hadn’t quite calmed down. I arose from my knees, delighting in the taste still fresh on my palate. I looked down to see my own glans were gleaming, glistened by a coating of pre-cum, the excitement already causing my cock to ooze. As my friend tried to recover his composure, he took hold of my member and slowly, gently rubbed me. Without uttering a word, he led me by my cock to an adjoining room, and opened up the door to the bathroom. The thing I loved most about him was how he never just concentrated on my cock and balls. He brought my whole body alive with the way that he touched me, making my nerve endings tingle with pure pleasure. I removed my top, giving him access to my upper body, and he lowered his head to suck and nibble on my nipples, whilst caressing my buttocks, perineum and balls with his wandering hands. After less than a couple of minutes of expert arousal, he had placed his big hand around my cock. Despite the change of premises, I lasted no longer with him than I did in the public toilets. He had drawn a load of cum from me in no more than 40 seconds, the difference this time that I could moan my joy as he drew my spunk from me!He got some toilet roll, and wiped the last drops of cum from my still hard prick, causing me to jump thanks to the heightened sensitivity of my member. I put my clothes back on, my friend buttoning himself up also, and I thanked him for a wonderful afternoon. Once more, he came in and embraced me, and I felt a lump in my throat as we hugged in the empty surroundings. I departed the flat and proceeded to make my way homeward.I only saw him a couple of times after this encounter. We never did get another opportunity like that, though…