Yes, I'll try oral with you (mm:older men, 2882 words)
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|A strange turn of events at a strip joint leads to buddies blowing each other at the hotel|
After our company dinner on Friday night, the guy from Vancouver, Allen, asked me if I wanted to got to a club or something for a couple of beers and to gab about sports and stuff--but not company business. Of course, I agreed to go because there was nothing else to do around the hotel. We took his car and cruised the neighborhood to find some place with a good sports bar. We found on in about fifteen minutes, and it was located right beside a strip bar. He asked me if I had any objections to going in there for drinks, and I said, "No, the entertainment might wake me up." So, we went in.
We sat at a table to the right of the stage, ordered beers and watched the grinder on the stage. As she twisted, turned, bumped, and grinded (Is that the right word?), she was doing a good job of waking me up--or at least part of me. Al and I made quiet comments about her tits and ass and the others who danced after her. She was indeed making both of us horny.
We watched another stripper giving one of two guys two tables over a lap dance, but I also felt Al's knee pressing against me as we watched. I didn't mind it because I just thought he moved for a better view until he moved even closerf until our thighs were touching. I still didn't move, but I felt him staring at me from time to time; and when I looked at him face-on, he just raised his eyebrows at me and smiled.
The lap dancer was really giving the guy a going over and I saw him slip her another bill. She slowly slipper her body down his until she was on her knees in front of him with her hands on the outside of his thighs and her face about four inches from his crotch. She didn't touch his cock, but he held it in his hand through his jeans and pushed his hips forward as if he were going to feed her his cock. She would very covertly put her face on his crotch and quickly bring it back again--a true cock-teaser, I`d say.
Al said, ``I thought she was going to blow him the way she was going.``
I replied, ``Yeah, the lucky bugger. She could blow me anytime. She probably will in a back room somewhere after the shows are over.`
`Do you like getting sucked off, Bruce` Al asked me. Then, he moved even closer to me so that our bodies were touching. I used to think I knew what he wanted, but now I was sure.
I was ready for a bit of male-male action because I hadn`t had any since I was a teenager. As I grew older, I found myself wanted to suck a guy off more and more. Before I answered him, I put my hand on his thigh but stared straigh ahead.
`Yeah, I love being sucked off. How about you?"
"I sure do, and in case you haven't guessed, I also love sucking a cock. Have you ever tried it?" he asked.
"Not for about 50 years," I said as I moved my hand slowly up and down his thigh. I wasn't worried about getting caught because we were to the right of the stage with no one to our right; the guys at the table to the left were looking straight ahead, focussed on the dancer; the people behind us were far enough away that I wouldn't be seen because I was really discrete in stroking his thigh.
"Ever thought of doing it again?" he asked.
"Sure, all the time. Do you suck very often?" I asked him.
"Not a lot, but my wife's brother and I in Vancouver are suck-buddies. Are you just one of the I'd-like-to people, or are you really interested?"
"Well, since you and I dont' know each other or anyone else here in the
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