One would think years of marriage to a beautiful woman would have subsided my curiosity for cock, but it hadn’t. Many nights I’d woken up hard as a rock, always aching for some hung stud to pound my ass. Unable to do anything about it, usually I’d just roll over and fuck my wife, even though the whole time I’d pretend I was plunging into a man’s love hole instead of her juicy pussy. Daydreaming about being with a man, was making me visibly hard. I’d have to hold my bag in front of me when I got off the plane. Impatiently, I looked at my watch as the fasten seatbelt light came on. Soon, I’d get myself some action. The Microcorp Expo provided a good excuse for me to get away. After much resistance, I had managed to convince my wife she would only be bored since I would be too busy to pay her any attention and it would be best if I went alone. I checked into my hotel, ready and eager to get this weekend started. As soon as I got to my room I dropped off my luggage, and within minutes I was on the phone with the 900 number that guaranteed the man of my dreams. I made my request for a smooth, well-hung, versatile stud. They told me it would be about an hour. I gave them my information and jumped in the shower.

Not long after I had dried off, I heard a knock at the door. My cock stirred in anticipation, I gave it a quick tug and headed to the door. I was taken aback at the treat that was waiting for me on the other side. He was tall and lean. The smile on his face told me he was also glad to see I wasn’t some old troll. I was in my 50s, but I could easily pass for mid thirties. Years of working out had made sure of that.

I invited my young friend in and he immediately insisted on taking care of business. I handed him a white envelope with the money and without counting it he stuck it in his back pocket. He told me his name, but I was not paying attention to what he was saying. I only had one thing on my mind and that was his smooth round ass.

My cock was so hard it was sticking out of my robe. He took this as an invitation and got on his knees. His mouth open and ready, I began to tease him. I slapped my dripping dick against his face a couple of times. Slowly, I fed him my throbbing member; his lips were warm and inviting. I dove into his mouth until the head was pushing the back of his throat. I was not very big, so it was easy for him to deep throat me. His warm tongue stroked the length of my shaft. He was good at this, too good. I pulled off him; I didn’t want to get too close to coming.

He stood up and I removed his shirt. I ran my tongue over his smooth chest, flicking his nipples until they were nice and hard. His body was so firm, so smooth. I closed in on his mouth, but he turned away from me.

“That’s not part of the deal,” he said.

We’d see about that, I thought to myself. I didn’t want to pressure him; instead I led him to the bed.