Giftboy
A Gift for You.
- Joined
- Jun 5, 2023
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- 331
I've just been on a long date with a gentleman of 79 years. Well, let me tell you, the men, who say they own me had better learn from this gent. Firstly, we met up in Euston Station after a few weeks of messaging. The first thing he asked me where I wanted to go: to a museum, for a snack before dinner, a walk in the park. I was amazed that he gave me a choice. I decided we should visit a museum, and we both decided on the Science Museum. After our visit to the museum we went for food, just off Picadilly. We are and had a few refreshments at the bar. It was then he asked me to accompany him to his hotel in Gloucester Road, near the Underground. I consented and went back to his hotel room. I was expecting to be roughly treated by the gent, but no. He went about his business with calm, softly but firm. He tenderly stripped me naked, telling me how lovely I was. He kissed me softly and massaged my torso, with such delicacy, that I needed to feel him inside me at that moment. Again, no. That wasn't his game. He took me into the bathroom, ran the bath, after which he stripped himself. I noticed his body was aged, but his cock and balls were commendable for a man of his age. I immediately fell to the floor on my knees, anticipating the gent’s requirement for oral. But no. Again he helped me up from my knees and directed me to the bath, where he entered first and helped me into the bath, to lie with my back against his chest. He began to kiss my neck and stroke my nipples. I couldn't restrain my moans and sighs of delight, as I wriggled in his arm’s care. He washed me, and I him. He dried me off, very precisely and with a soft touch. He then directed me to go to bed, which I did, awaiting his presence in the bed. My stomach was excited, my nipples were full of tingles and my hole made itself aware to me.