Sex Stories

I walked down it slowly. The first couple of doors were closed, and I could hear moaning sounds coming through the one to my right. The next one down was open and there was a guy lying face down on a narrow bed with a towel over his ass. The next one was the same thing except the guy was looking toward the door. He started grinding his hips into the bed when he saw me looking in. The next door was closed, and the one after that open. The guy inside was lying on his back, completely naked, gently stroking his cock, his hand sliding up and down the shaft. I watched him for a moment and he motioned for me to come in. I walked inside and stood beside him and reached out to take his cock in my hand. He moved his hand away, and I wrapped my hand around his shaft. It felt warm and very hard in my hand. I squeezed a little and felt it jump.

I slid my hand up and down it a couple of times, then moved my hand down to his balls and grasped his cock with my other hand, stroking it with firm, even strokes, speeding up quickly the way I stroke my own cock when I'm close to cumming. He spread his legs a little, and I felt his balls get smaller and tighter. A few seconds later he lifted his ass off the bed and I could hear his breathing become short and ragged, and then his cock was jerking in my hand and I could feel my hand become wet and slippery with his cum. I kept stroking him until he moved my hand away.

He handed me a towel to wipe my hand, so I did, and walked out.

My heart was still beating hard, but now it was more excitement than nervousness. I touched my cock through my towel and felt a rush of blood stiffen it slightly.

At the end of the hallway there was a T junction with more rooms on both sides, and straight ahead a door leading into a bigger room. I walked in and saw several guys in towels sitting on carpeted steps watching a guy sucking his friend's cock on a widescreen tv. There was a carpeted divider separating the room from the door, and I leaned on it to watch the movie, although my attention was drawn to two guys on the top tier. They had their hands on each other's groins, and then they had the towels open and were stroking each others pricks. I was so absorbed watching them get hard in each other's hands that I didn't notice there was someone beside me until he spoke.

"Better than the movie, isn't it?" he said.

I turned to look at him. He was in his fifties or early sixties, graying hair, a strong face, and powerful body verging on the chunky side. I smiled but didn't say anything. He ran his hand over my ass.