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  • My boys say 50s no problem

    • When I turned 50 I was depressed as hell. I thought, "There goes the ball game." I had always had a very active sex life. I'm a top and love to fuck barely legal boys. Figured not many boys would want to turn up their asses for a member of AARP. Of course, I could buy butt, and had bought a lot of ass, even when I was young. You see I've got a lot of money. My parents left me a good-sized fortune and an old friend was an ace investment counselor and broker. He tripled my money.

    On my birthday I arranged a few things. I made reservations for a vacation in the Bahamas. I called a real estate agent and told him to buy a house I'd had my eye on for years. And I called a contractor and told him to work with the agent and plan an atrium gym on the property.

    When I checked in to my hotel in the Bahamas, the desk clerk said, "Alone Mr. Jordan?" When I said yes, he put a card with my key. In my room, I looked at the card. An "escort" service. Well, maybe tomorrow. The next day, I hit the beach. As I worked on my tan, I occupied my mind by guessing the ages of hot men in their swimsuits. I compared their bodies with mine. Not too fucking bad for an old timer. Actually I was in very good shape, having worked out and ran for years.

    Back in the room, I called the escort service. The man on the line was very polite and business-like, "And, sir, what type of boy are you interested in?"

    I said, "Well I want two swimmer types, small stature and willing to stay all night."

    The escort guy said, "That would be expensive, Mr. Jordan." I gave him my Amex number and he said he would call back with the plans.

    At 7 PM the desk rang and said there were two young men who wanted to come to my room. Of course, I said to send them up. I opened my door and gasped. Incredibly beautiful twins! Slim, small, dark hair and eyes and definitely swimmers' bods. The escort guy must have seen my fantasies. They each wore white oxford shirts, jeans and sandals. I asked them to take off their jeans and lay back in bed to watch the show. Such beauty! Their sculptured legs revealed made me salivate.

    I held out my arms and they climbed in bed with me on either side. As they kissed me, I unbuttoned their shirts. I said, "Do you kiss each other?" They nodded eagerly. "Would you kiss for me?" They got on there knees in front of me and kissed hard. I crawled between them and started sucking cock, first one then the other. They rubbed my chest.

    One said, "You have a nice body, Mr. Jordan." The other said, "Will you fuck us, Mr. Jordan?"

    Oh, ask me again! I flipped one on his belly and positioned the other so I could suck his cock. I plowed the first one and deep throated the second. It was an exquisite night. I ordered up enough champagne to get us all drunk. The drunker we got, the wilder the sex. At one point I had my dick up one ass and my fist up the other. Then they traded places. We kissed with abandon. And what I wanted most, we all fell asleep in each other's arms and woke up to French toast and coffee. I saw them several times before I left the islands.

    Once back home, I signed the act of sale papers on the house I wanted, a stone's throw from two University campuses. The contractor said it wouldn't be long for the gym, did I want him to order equipment, too. I said yes, but include a Jacuzzi. When it was done, I moved in. As the movers deposited my furniture and the rest into the proper rooms, a really cute kid, about 20, came up to me and said, "Need some help, mister?"

    I glanced at the piles of furniture and said, "Well, I don't know how much you and I can do, but sure, come on in." Basically we just emptied boxes, but it was hot, dusty work.

    After an hour or so, we had become friends and I said, "That's enough for today. Let's shower and christen the Jacuzzi."

    "Sure!"

    In the shower, I kept my hands to myself. But I couldn't help feeling the boy bump and rub me with his soapy body. We went to the Jacuzzi naked with towels over our shoulders. The hot water jets were perfect. I thought the boy was falling asleep when I felt a foot move up my thigh to my balls. I started to stroke his leg until I felt a hard cock. He opened his eyes and hugged and kissed me. I fucked him on the spot. Then I took his nice sized cock in my mouth and drained him dry. As we toweled off, the boy said, "I could get you a crew of my friends to move the furniture for a little money."

    "Okay, go for it."

    The next day, the first boy and four friends showed up. I had stocked up on beer and snacks. The boys worked hard. I did catch two of them in a lip lock. They just looked at me and smiled pretty boy smiles. The boys worked so hard that in just a couple of hours, everything was perfectly placed. I called out, "Beer and snacks!" I was nearly trampled. I had promised $20 but I handed out $50 bills for their good work. After much beer was guzzled, the boys gravitated to the gym. The boy from the day before got naked and got in the Jacuzzi. He said, "It's great! Come on in." In a minute, I had five naked boys in my gym. I sat on a stool and watched these young, buff bods make each other hard.

    At one point, the boys put their heads together and came charging out of the Jacuzzi, covering me with boy-flesh, kisses and water. They stripped me and we all wound up in the Jacuzzi. All cocks were sucked and I fucked five asses.

    As they dried off leisurely, one of the boys asked, "You mind if I come over again?"

    I said, "You're all welcome anytime."

    Another asked, "Will you fuck me again?"

    I looked at him, walked to him, hugged him and said, "Any of you boys are welcome to anything I have, including my cock."

    You know, being 50 is not going to be so bad.


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