Brad Has a Few Pleasant Moments

By Alex Carbine

Published on Mar 14, 2012

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Brad Has A Pleasant Few Moments.

By Alex Carbine.

"What are you looking at?" Brad asked. Val, Brad's twenty plus boy friend smiled. They were laying in Brad's bed, facing each other across the pillows. Brad had just woken up, and, on opening his eyes, had seen Val staring at him.

Brad was in his late fifties, and prided himself 'fairly fit', which actually meant that he was slightly overweight and not as fit as he thought. He had met Val at the Gym and Spa where Brad worked out as often as he could. Val, full name Valentine, worked there as a 'Personal Trainer'. At the risk of their relationship being a cliché, it was love at first sight, and they adored each other, both mentally and physically. At first it was simply that Brad admired Val's exuberance and youth, and Val admired Brad's 10 inch cock and how he used it. Their true relationship grew over the months that they had enjoyed each other's company, resulting in Val moving in with Brad in his house on the outskirts of Brighton, East Sussex, U.K.

"I think you need a haircut," said Val, before moving in closer and embracing Brad's shoulder as he kissed Brad on the lips. He snuggled up closer until he felt the comforting hot stiffness of Brad's erection push against his stomach. His own cock had been hard for some time due to his gently wanking it as he looked at his soul-mate, asleep. He really wanted a good ass-fuck by Brad's thick pole. No, he positively needed it. He moved the arm that he was almost laying on and took hold of Brad's heavy balls in their big smooth shaven sack. A slight squeeze confirmed that they had re-filled since their session last night. Val knew that Brad's body did not actually work like that, but liked to imagine it. His tongue slipped into Brad's mouth as, in his mind's eye, he pictured Brad's massive flared cock-head gushing cum onto his face, just like last night when he had sucked and wanked him to a climax.

With a little giggle he broke away from the kiss and turned over, to lay with knees bent and his ass open to assault. Brad knew exactly what Val was asking for. He stroked a finger up the crack of Val's ass and found that it was already slippery with KY lubricant. He pushed his finger into the waiting brown hole. Val must have got up for a pee and lubed himself. It was probably Val getting back into bed that had woken him. Who cares? His finger began sliding in to the knuckle and back, fucking the hole in preparation for the next inevitable event. His cock pulsed and the head wetly dripped a thin string of pre-cum onto the bed sheet.

Taking hold of his rock hard prick at its' base where his thick pewter cock ring encircled both cock and balls, Brad wriggled forward and steered it until his purple head was kissing Val's brown crinkled entrance. "I don't know about haircuts, but I'm going to part your hair," murmured Brad into Val's ear, and in reply Val pushed back, and his relaxed lubed anal ring slipped over Brad's helmet onto the beginning of the shaft. With a practised ease, Brad slid his cock into Val's expectant love sleeve, feeling the beautiful internal heat of the boy's gut on his meat, as inch followed inch into the boy's bum.

Val's head nodded back with the joy of feeling Brad's length slide into him. Brad kissed his ear and licked the lobe. "God that feels great," Val said quietly, as he exhaled, feeling Brad's pubic bone finally push against the base of his spine. Then Brad moved his hips so that more than half of his pole slid back out, before he thrust it back in to bang against Val with more than a little force. Brad knew that Val enjoyed the feeling of 'rough sex', but without actually being hurt. He thrust 'deep and quick', his cock feeling the clenched muscle of Val's sphincter travel both ways up and down his shaft, the glans sliding inside Val's anal canal easily, surrounded by Val's flesh, giving him the sensations he almost selfishly craved for to give him a climax. He knew that if Val had pre-lubed himself, he had also given himself a douche. Brad was not a cleanliness freak, he just liked thing to be clean. He fucked the clear passage, holding onto Val's shoulders, his buttocks dimpling with each stroke as he forced his cock up and into his boy friend. He closed his eyes and let the sensations wash over him.

Val had his eyes closed too, and had entered that 'in-between land' of sexual dreams. He had straightened his legs and his hard erection pointed out from his body. His hand was pumping up and down the shaft at speed. He knew that when he came, Brad's cum would follow. He held his breath and his legs and stomach tightened. His balls sat tightly up either side of the base of his cock. He breathed quickly and held his breath again. He could feel his pulse either side of his temples, a hot flush on his screwed up face. He felt Brad's hands gripping his shoulders, felt Brad's massive cock shafting in and out of his anus, felt the bedsheets moving under him as the force of Brad's thrusts jerked into his body. His wanking hand speeded up even more to a blur. His whole body went tautly rigid and his cock started to spew hot ropes of spunk, his clenched fist becoming wetly covered with his seed as it flicked everywhere.

Brad felt Val's body tightening up and speeded his thrusts. He could feel the jerking of Val wanking and knew the lad would peak in a few seconds. He pushed his hard man-hood deeply and fast into the young man, willing him to climax and thus trigger his own release. He felt the boy shudder under his hands, felt the encircling ring of muscle close down onto his travelling cock several times, knew that Val's cock was now squirting lumps of spunk onto his clean white sheets, and felt himself go over the top. With his head back on his shoulders, he gave several deep thrusts, each culminating in a release of his spunk from his balls, each quivering injection as delicious as the previous, his penis now the focus of his world momentarily.

He felt his cock sliding easier now that his donation of sperm was adding to the lubrication. The feelings on his cock head was now becoming more and more magnified and he carefully, gently, withdrew himself from the boy, and rolled onto his back, his cum streaked cock now laying on his front, pointing to his head, still hard, still lifting off his body as he pulsed it, some thin spunky fluid gathering in his belly-button as it dripped out of the split end of the purple glans.

Val rolled over and knelt on all fours beside his lover. His head dipped and he licked Brad's cock, tasting some of the remnants of cum on it. Then he moved and kissed Brad's mouth, letting that taste transfer via his tongue. The way Brad was pushing and pulling at his body gently signalled him to move. He rotated his body over Brad and knelt either side of Brad's chest. When he bent over to take Brad's cock in his mouth, he felt Brad's hands on his buttocks, prising them apart. He pushed carefully, and felt Brad's ejaculate, which he had been holding inside him, seep out of his hole. He felt the movement of Brad's upper torso under him, and then the touch of Brad's tongue as it lapped his entrance and the back of his balls clean.

Val's hole felt tender, but it was a nice, almost comforting hurt. It was a discomfort that he would savour most of the day as he worked, something that would remind him all day of what he had decided was going to cum that night. Val set to cleaning his big boyfriend's cock.

If you have enjoyed this tale, please tell me at alec.carbine@sky.com as I welcome feed back from 'my public'. I also welcome if you have any ideas for a story. Let me know!

Be wise, be safe! Always use a condom.

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