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The sheer clarity of this waterfall in Alaska

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sexymale78 · 3 years ago

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Awww, so sweet and erotic at the sametime. It's like I was in the room with you both Tommy. I hope you two are still together.

Gay Boi’s Secrets: It was just the two of us and we were sharing a hotel suite. We had spent the day drinking and roughhousing on the beach. It was a business trip of sorts, with the weekend off and some time to relax. Jim was my burly stocky colleague who had been assigned to be my mentor. I was fresh out of college and eager for the opportunity to learn from him. He also reminded my of my Dad, which brought back, long repressed memories of my intense sexual attraction to older men, which I thought I had conquered. All of that was resurrected the more and more time I spent in Jim’s company. He was a generous and warm mentor who knew how to balance setting high expectations, with providing ample praise for tasks accomplished. I knew that he was married, and had adult children a few years older than me. And yet, I also sensed, that what was developing between us transcended work. We were relaxed and comfortable in one another’s presence. We could vacillate from serious conversations to playful teasing and shared a similar humour and sensibility of sorts. This trip was our first together and I sensed from the start, that both of us, were looking forward to the intimacy of time together away from the constraints of work. He casually mentioned that we would be sharing a suite since it was more cost-efficient than two separate hotel rooms. I nearly blurted out that I hoped that we could also share a bed, and instead responded, “Yeah that’s cool, we can spend even more time together than.” I blushed at my remark and yet, I could see that he registered my intent. “Yeah, Tommy, there will be plenty of down-time and we can chill together.” I loved that he referred to me as “Tommy”. It was affectionate and intimate, and at the same time, communicated our age difference, which was a source of intense sexual excitement for me. I loved how Jim filled out his dress trousers and dress shirts. His mature body had comfortably spread filling out his clothes in a manner that I found erotic. I was discreet in checking out his hefty bulge, and his full round big ass. If he had ever checked out my more lean and long torso, I had never noticed, and yet I remained hopeful. And now here we were, both a bit buzzed and relaxed, after a day on the beach, hanging out together in our suite. Jim had stripped out of his shirt and was kicked back in a pair of athletic shorts that made him look like an “ageing football coach.” It was an incredibly erotic sight, and I was literally staring at his soft hairy chest and broad torso. My eyes did not hide my admiration and interest, as his big hand moved to his crotch. I was not sure whether he was signalling his mutual interest and consent. I was also shirtless, sipping a cocktail. It was an awkward and long moment and I could feel the sexual tension between us, not sure how to proceed, until I heard my words, “I like you Jim.” My eyes moved from his crotch to his eyes, as I swallowed. He responded, “Well I like you too, Tommy.” The tension a relaxed a bit, we were Jim and Tommy again, mentor and mentee with a great connection. I could have stopped, but could not, “No, I mean, I really like you a lot.” My eyes were locked on his. I thought I was about to cry. I felt so vulnerable. He whispered, “You sure Tommy?”. “Yes Jim, I am very sure, you are all I ever think about.” He smiled, “This is all really new to me Tommy.” I took a step towards him and he naturally opened his arms. I placed my head on his warm chest, mere inches from the nipples that I wanted to gently kiss and suckle. “Okay then”, he whispered, “we will just take it nice and slow Tommy.” And with those words, I lifted my face off his chest, my eyes were wet, and I kissed the man, whom I thought of as my Dad, and he kissed me in return.

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Yeeeees! You can have all you want over hur.