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Related article: Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2003 05:32:08 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl
Subject: THE HEALING POWER OF SEXDISCLAIMER: This story is true. It is not for anyone looking to "get off"
quickly, so if that is your purpose, please try another story.THE HEALING POWER OF SEX
by RimPig 2003This is a story that I've told some people privately. I didn't expect to
ever share it with all of my readers but I feel that maybe it's time I
did. It is a story that illustrates what I feel about sex - as if you all
didn't have some idea from all my stories already! But this, I think, goes
deeper into what I believe is the tremendous healing power of sex.It happened one Saturday afternoon at the bath house that I go to on a
regular basis. Saturday afternoons is a time very popular with older,
oftentimes married, men. They come looking for sex with another male
because, I suppose, they are from that generation of men who couldn't "come
out" because it was long before "Stonewall" and the Gay Rights
Movement. They buried their feelings for other males, married and had
children. They probably, when the rare occasion arose, had clandestine
encounters with other men. Now that they were retired, and the end of their
lives was looming, they wanted what they have wanted all their lives and
were never free to get. The baths are a real boon for them because they can
finally express their true desires.For those of you who don't know, I love leather - especially black
leather. You might say it is one of my fetishes. Males in black leather
turn me on all to hell! In fact, the very first story Preteen Incest Stories I posted to NIFTY was
about such a male (LEATHER MASTER - GAY/AUTHORITARIAN). I used to love to
wear leather in the baths - harness, armbands, chaps, jock and boots - but
I stopped because it, first of all, scared too many guys off thinking that
I wanted to beat the hell out of them or something. It also sent the wrong
"message". I am NOT into S/M sex. Oh, I've tried it, tried a lot of
it. Those who know me will tell you - I'll try ANYTHING at least twice!
Just in case I didn't get it the first time! But I came to realize that
where my true sexuality lay was in what is called 'fetish' sex. My fetishes
are the scents of a man's body, raunch and watersports.At any rate, that afternoon, I was laying on the bed in my room at the
baths with the door open. Room 6, my favorite room. I was wearing my
leather harness, arm bands and jock and looked really Preteen Incest Stories sexy - if I do say so
myself. I must have been, too, from what happened.He was older than me, I would say mid-to-late 60's. Tall with a full mane
of thick white hair. The hair on his chest and groin were 'salt-and-pepper'
showing that he'd been dark haired in his younger days. He had an air of
elegance about him such that, even in just a white towel, he 'screamed'
Gentleman! The old fashioned kind of true Gentleman that always made me sit
up and take notice! Men who are kind and gracious, men with 'manners'. Men,
who when you get them in bed, truly live up to the title "Gentle Men".As a boy, my father, who suffered from mental illness (something I didn't
learn until after his death) would have nothing to do with me. He showed me
no affection - either verbal or physical. It lead me to an attraction to
these older men - to find the older male affection that I so missed as a
child. A "Daddy" I could 'please' - something I could never do with my own
father, no matter how hard I tried. A man who would hold me gently and
lovingly and make me feel protected and desired. It's not that I don't love
men my own age - or even younger. It's that sometimes I need that affection
that only an older man can give.At any rate, this man kept passing my room. Now, one or two passes can mean
anything. They could just be cruising and doesn't mean they are
particularly interested in you. But this man was passing my room on a
regular basis - every few minutes - and staring at me with what I knew was
'hunger' in his eyes. He wanted me. I knew it. But he would never come near
the door! It was as if he was afraid of me. I later figured out that the
leather had intimidated him - as well as my age, being more than 20 years
younger then him at the time. Like all Preteen Incest Stories men, but particularly older men, he
feared rejection. In a 'youth culture' like the Gay world, being over 60 is
NOT a desirable position, unfortunately. How much gay men miss by only
wanting sex with young males - males who, yes, have 'tighter' bodies and
more eager sexual Preteen Incest Stories
demands but who, oftentimes, know very little really of
sex. Know almost nothing about pleasing another man and who, too often, are
only on a selfish hunt to 'get their rocks off' - usually as quickly as
possible so they can get on to the next 'trick'.I tried everything I knew to get this man to come into my room - or at
least stop long enough to talk. But, no. He kept passing by, most of the
time walking slowly so that his eyes could drink in more of me. I don't
consider myself anything special in the 'looks department' by the way, but
some men find me 'cute' and 'sexy'. Thank God! This was evidently one of
those men.To be honest, after a while, I got annoyed at his lack of courage in
approaching me. Plus, I was having sex with a number of men who were not
the least bit afraid to cum into my room and play. But each time I opened
the door, there he was again - walking by, staring.It began to dawn on my testosterone addled brain that this man was spending
so much time walking past my door and looking at me, that he'd more than
likely had no sex that day. His entire 'fixation' was Preteen Incest Stories on me. I knew that I
had to do something, because the afternoon was getting later and Preteen Incest Stories I knew
that was when many of the older men had to go home to their wives. (I've
always wondered where it was they told their wives they were? I've never
asked one of them. Maybe I will next time.) I didn't want him to go home
'unfulfilled'. And so I decided to take matters into my own hands.I waited until his next 'pass' and then I got up out of the bed and stood
at the door, knowing he'd be around again shortly. This time, when he
passed, he was shocked to see me standing staring back. I could see in his
eyes the shock and knowledge that he'd been 'busted'. I looked at him and
said, in my sternest voice, "Get the hell in here!".I don't know where the forcefulness came from, but he actually stopped dead
in his tracks and then moved towards the door. I moved aside so he could
enter the small room and then closed and locked the door behind him. He
looked at me with fear in his eyes."Look...uhh...I'm not into...umm..." he sputtered."Neither am I. Leather doesn't always mean S & M. I happen to like wearing
it because it makes me feel sexy and I think you think it makes me look
sexy, too!" I said.He smiled then."Yes, it does." he said quietly."So why didn't you come in on your own then?" I asked."Well...to be honest...I didn't think you'd want an old codger like me." he
said.I moved over very close to him, put my hands on his chest and began playing
in the abundant, thick hair (something I love to do with older men) and
looked up into his eyes. (Yes, 'up'! He was over 6 foot tall and I'm barely
5'6".)"You mean you thought I wouldn't want an attractive, mature MAN like you?"
I asked, smiling up at him.His eyes widened at this and his arms went around me. Oh, fuck! It felt so
good to be in his arms. Safe, secure, desired! I could feel his hardening
cock pressing against me through his towel which he still had on. I reached
down and pulled it from him and gently stroked his cock. Uncut! My
favorite! (As many of you know!)I reached up and put my arms around his neck and pulled him down so that I
could kiss him. Gently at first, our lips met in a very 'chaste'
kiss. Then he pressed his mouth to mine and the kiss became much more
passionate! With each passing moment, his cock became harder and harder -
as did mine. I broke the kiss and he looked at me with disappointment
written all over his face. I smiled up at him and moved onto the bed,
pulling him in with me.He held me and we kissed and gently touched each other for a long time. I
finally pushed him on his back and began moving my mouth down his body. He
tried to keep hold of me, to continue to try to reach parts of Preteen Incest Stories my body to
play with, but I was having none of that at the moment."Just lay back. This is for you." I said, and he did.I licked and sucked at his tits, I nuzzled into his underarms and I think I
may have been the first person ever to lick his pits. At least, that's what
I got from his reaction! I thought he was going to lose it right there and
then! I quickly moved down his belly, flat for someone his age, and moved
to his hard cock. I played with the foreskin with my lips and teeth and he
was moaning how nobody knew how to play with his 'skin' and how did I? I
just chuckled to myself. It was about time that someone did this man right!His cock was about seven inches and quite thick. Too thick for me to deep
throat but I didn't have any concern. I knew that what I could do with my
mouth would probably drive him insane! I took it in my mouth and began to
lovingly bathe it with my tongue, moving up and down it as he ran his
fingers through my hair and groaned at the feelings I was sending through
his body. I had a feeling that it had probably been awhile since he'd had
sex and probably wouldn't last long. I moved down to his balls, licking and
sucking Preteen Incest Stories on them and then nibbling on the sack. He appeared to love this as
well.When I figured I'd 'tortured him enough' and he needed to cum, I moved back
up and took his cock back in my mouth, my tongue moving faster and faster,
bathing the entire organ as my mouth moved up and down in a quicker rhythm
than before. I could feel his whole body tensing and then I heard a very
loud groan escape his lips as his Preteen Incest Stories cock shot two very healthy loads of
thick, slimy cum into Preteen Incest Stories me. I tasted it and left it in my mouth as he
continued to jerk and spasm on the bed in more dry convulsions of
cumming. When he finally calmed down and my mouth was gently nursing at his
spent cock, then I swallowed his load. Preteen Incest Stories
It wasn't huge, but it was
satisfying.I moved back up the bed and he put his arms around me, hugging me tightly
to him. We kissed and he could taste himself in my mouth. I pulled away
from his mouth and lay my head on his chest while he held me and gently
stroked my head, my neck and my back as far as he could reach. This was my
favorite time - the afterglow - the time when the demands of horniness and
passion had been sated and the gentler, more tender side of males is
revealed.I don't know how long we lay there, probably a good half an hour. Him
holding me and me, basking in the joy of being held so tenderly. I guess he
felt obligated Preteen Incest Stories to return the 'favor'."Do you want me to do you now?" he asked.I could tell, both by tone of voice and by what he said, that he would do
so if I demanded it but he really wasn't 'into' it now. Once males,
particularly older males, cum it is a long time until they can 'recover'
and get horny again."No, I'm fine. You're doing what I wanted." indicating that holding me was
all I wanted from him.He finally said that he had to go, he had to go home. I didn't ask any
questions. I knew what that meant. Time to go home to his wife, who had
never really fulfilled him but never knew why. I could see the simple gold
band on his hand, the skin grown up around it showing that it had been
there a very long time.He kissed me gently one more time and murmured, "Thank you."I looked into his eyes and said, "No, thank you!" and then smiled.He left and I lay there, figuring that I'd probably not see him again that
day. Maybe never again because we get a lot of 'tourists' here in Fort
Lauderdale and a lot of them find their way to the baths. I'd never seen
him before and figured that was the case. And I think I was right because I
never saw him again after that day. But I did see him again that day. About
15 minutes later. He came back to my room. The door was still open and I
was still lying on the bed resting. He was all dressed - a polo shirt and
hideous plaid Bermuda shots with sandals - which is what made me figure him
for a tourist. It was neither 'shorts' nor 'sandals' weather to those of us
who live here year round.He, again, leaned down over me and gently kissed me - this time on the
forehead. Then he once again murmured, "Thank you." This time I only
smiled.I watched him as he walked away up the hallway to leave. His back was
straight, his shoulders thrown back and his step had a kind of 'jaunt' in
it. I could tell from his body language that he was feeling good! Feeling
like 'a man' again! Feeling wanted and desired for his virility and not
despised and rejected for his age.A warm rush of joy went through me as Preteen Incest Stories I watched, knowing that I had given
him this gift through the beautiful, simple act of loving and tender sex. A
gift I give so easily and willingly and which can change a man's entire
outlook on life - if only for a little while. This is what makes sex
beautiful to me. This is what makes it one of life's greatest 'healers of
souls'.I hope and pray that each of you experience this 'healing' in your own
lives.RimPigI hope you liked this true story. I know it is very different than the
stories you are used to from me. But I hope you found something in it to
please you. If you did, write me at rimpigflyahoo.comI have more than 50 stories on the Nifty site now, if you would like a list
of all of them, just write me and I will send it to you.I also have a NOTIFY LIST to let my readers know when I post new
stories. If you'd like to be on it, write me and make that request and I
will gladly add you.As always, I ask that you contribute to the Nifty Archives to keep the site
running and free! I feel there is no better place to read wonderful stories
than here.Thank you.
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