I'm not a big fan of Victoriana. I mean I don't favor tearing down old Victorian buildings...on the contrary, I think they should be celebrated, saved or adapted...but although I have read and enjoyed "The Pearl" and "Fanny Hill", my fantasies are about more contemporary settings. So then, on this mid-afternoon hook-up, I found myself on the steps of a late Victorian house on a hill overlooking the Castro. I had chatted with this bald daddy on BBRTS, and his profile pictures suggested a vaguely leatherman sort of lifestyle...not enhanced one bit by the Victorian setting, but no matter, as I was here and it was a boring throwaway day and I was horny.
The front door gave directly straighaway onto a staircase, so naturally, I looked up and there he stood at the top of the stairs, looking very much like his pictures, a fairly well-maintained dad, and hell, he was a top. When I got to the top of the stairs, dad put his arms around me and engaged in some very expert tongue work which I reciprocated. It's hard to find a great kisser, so when you do, you gave it some time and work.
With our tongues engaged in their own coupling, our arms moved down our bodies and belts were unbuckled and pants were dropped...I realized that I wasn't going to make it into bed, shit I wasn't even going to make it to the bedroom. Dad wanted to fuck right there, at the top of the stairs. Like most daddy tops, he was an experienced and talented fucker. After sucking his ample dick, memorable for all the veins, that viewed from above looked like rich burrowed tunnels,...carrying viagra-fueled blood that would help get his poz seed into an asshole that would just swallow it up, without lube. This daddy was in great shape, giving me what amounted to a roughfuck, so hard that I kept steady by grabbing the newel post, a Victorian fixture at the head of the staircase, and holding on. After slamming my horny ass, he shot a nice load up there. I quickly dropped to my knees to suck him some more, which he liked, but then he directed me to the post and started fucking my ass again. He may or may not have come a second time, but he eased it off so nicely, I was able to hold on that dick with my buttmuscles for a couple minutes more, until I just let his dick slip out. This was a nice 'mature' fuck by guys who know what they're doing.
This man is so conveniently located...there was a lot of street parking, an advantage to living on a hill...that I hope he becomes a regular thing. Victorian or otherwise.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
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