we are preditors, preditors of need:

His name was Owen. He is only 19 years old, but hey that’s legal, right. So we hooked up for the afternoon. Long and lean, tan, blue eyed and strawberry haired, we walked to the nearest alley; there was sought sanctuary in its recesses for our appetites to be quenched. As usual, I tidied him up with a disposable wipe then attached his ass with my mouth. Munch, munch, he cooed at my administrations. I worked his perineum and balls then back to his love cove. Soon he was arching back for more. I had my jeans open and was jacking on my throbbing member. Precum oozed from the slit of my cock. I circled it with my fingers & offered him a taste. Oh, god I ready he said as he released my fingers from his hot mouth. I put on the necessary rubber and entered him from the rear after lubing it up. It slid in like streak lightening he pressed back to receive me. “Oh, yeah fuck me!” he said. And I did. He legs were spread wide due to his ample height. I had his cock in my hand stroking it with abandon. We were riding the sails to ecstasy. Long slow strokes I took. Each time his ass arched back as if begging for more. Deeper he whispered. I forced his shoulders down and complied with due haste. After the long slow fucking, we were cumming. He shot on his face due to its proximity or to the ample load he shot; I am not sure. I lingered until my cock went soft and slid out by the churning muscles of his ass. He pulled up his pants and said thanks, “that was really hot.” We kissed. Me tasting some of his cum still on his face. I zipped my jeans. He asked, “Can we do this again soon?” Sure, I said with a smile and reached in my pocket and gave him one of my cards with cell number and information i.e. my blog. Told him to read it soon, as I’d be writing a wee note about this. Can hardly wait he said with a lingering kiss good bye. As I walked once more to Chris’s. He phoned me and said how about Wednesday. I gave him my address and wondered about our next meeting getting hard once more.