Happy Retirement: Young Ramsey

"Benjamin. You know I love you, but you sir, can not, and will not, be an absolute whore, on my watch, said my daughter, Kris.

She saw fit to talk to me as if I was one of her friends, and though I love her more than myself, I had to set her straight:

"Not another second past your 38 years of living will you call me Benjamin."

We both laughed while sitting in my pickup truck enjoying lunch, a part of our weekly ritual of every Wednesday of us meeting during her lunch break. For the past seven years, we would feast while blowing off steam, and bonding, but for me this was extra time for to see my "little girl" as she always brought out the joy in me. 12 years before she added to that joy by having Bella, a freckle faced, brown haired athlete whom I call "my ray of sunshine," and is often a topic during our lunch breaks.

"Bella has softball in a couple weeks," Kris told me.

"Its on my calendar," I rebuttaled. "But back to this talk of being a whore."

"If you're gonna be talking to different dudes, then let me gauge them first," she told me.

We were gnawing on brisket subs while people watching, and I'd spot plenty of eye candy passing the nose of my truck.

"You think he's single," I'd ask each time a cute guy would pass.

She respected me being gay, but didn't know the intricacies of me being a self-prescribed freak. She couldn't know how much I loved sucking cock and being reciprocated on, and on occasion feeding this cock to some willing bear ass, or fellow "daddy."

"Ramsey is single. He just divorced his wife and is smiling more these days," she said of a darker skinned, short chub that walked past us.

Kris, an accountant in Austin and all her coworkers donned professional attire, wearing a suit jacket, skirt and heels like most women, and all, if not most guys wore full on suits. Ramsey, the short, darker guy perhaps of Indian descent, wore his suit well, and I'd watch him walk away, seeing he had an ass that bounced in his well fitted uniform.

"How old is this Ramsey," I asked her.

"35, I think. He's got two kids, and the ex-wife actually works here. Rumor has it she left him after a threesome," Kris added.

I smirked as my eyes focused on buddy while he walked away to his car. Kris rambled and I listened, but I couldn't keep my eyes off Ramsey as he sat in his car for a moment.

"Dad? Dad, snap out of it, look," Kris said as she broke my focus and showed me freshly shared school photos of Bella.

"That's great baby," I told her as Ramsey got out of the car, and was coming our way. "Stop him, honey. Stop him."

I might've been a bad grandpa not to acknowledge my sunshine, for I was a lustful daddy at the moment.

"Hey Ram, c'mere," Kris yelled as she rolled down the window.

He stopped in his tracks, then looked our way, and had the brightest smile before walking over. She purposely struck conversation with him as a way for me to vet him.

"This is Ben, my father," she said. "Dad, meet Ramsey."

He walked over to my side to shake my hand, and gave me a whiff of his sophisticated fragrance while I got a better view of him. He had bouncy, shiny black hair with a slight streak of gray, brown, unassuming eyes, a gorgeous smile, and a sexy Indian accent as if he just made it to the U. S.

"The girl tells me you're single," I asked while checking him out.

He blushed.

"I am, but I've got to go, I'm about to BE late for a meeting, Krissy," he said before waving and running off.

I looked at the back of that suit to see that juicy ass bouncing in its trousers, and all I could think about was pulling it down, and seeing it bare.

"He likes guys," I told Kris. "Annnnnd, he's nervous. I want him."

"Dad?! Noooooo," she yelled before she grabbed my right arm."

"Honey, mark my words, I want him," I told her.

She laughed, and chided me for being such an "old freak."

"He shouldn't have come over. You saw the way he looked at me, and how he smiled," I told her.

"Dad, I've gotta go. Call me later, and maybe the three of us can have dinner later, or this weekend coming up."

She gave me a smooch on the cheek, and ran inside, and I'd start the truck, then purposely drove in her direction to the front entrance where Ramsey was standing. He turned and went out of his way to wave to me, and all I could think about was scoring with the young buck, and seeing what he had to offer.

I'd drive home and once I stopped, I'd message Kris:

"Give that cute, brown guy my number," I told her.

I didn't have anything to lose messing with this young, bubble butt as he came to me too easily. His reaction was all the indication I needed of him leaving his wife for cock, and I simply wanted to reward him for his choice. I made it home, and climbed out of my pickup to spot Tim across the street, shirtless, and washing down his vehicles.

"What's up retiree," he yelled as I walked over to him. "Where you just coming from?"

"Had lunch with the daughter," I told him.

"Yeah? Can I have lunch on you," he asked as his horns were showing.

I was surely precumming from the thought of Ramsey, and now hot and bothered knowing Tim needed another "sample" of me.

"You just can't get enough," I asked as I would sneak a kiss.

"You damned right I can't," he said as he was close enough to rub my cock.

"Guess you say we should've never went on that fishing trip, huh?'

On that day he and Kurt made me cum countless times, an unprecedented thing at this age where I could barely maintain a hard on. They brought back the sexual energy in my life, and he helped me discover that age meant nothing, and that getting off wasn't regulated to someone's prick size, or how stiff his cock could get. Tim could look a certain way at me, and I was ready to pull my pants down, much like the current moment as he had his hand on me.

"Get in the house," he demanded.

"Got a better idea," I told him. "I found us another third to play with us."

We figured Kurt was part of the usual triangle, but then he reconnected with his ex-wife and went scarce. I spoke of Ramsey, and Tim pulled his phone out of his pocket, just to check the hookup sites to see about the locals.

"Could it be this guy," he asked as he handed me the phone.

"Jack fucking pot," I yelled as it was Ramsey in the flesh, donning a suit and tie as if he took the photo in his office.

We were scoping the guy out via Tim's log in, and said a few words.

"Hey handsome. Didn't expect to see you up here," 'Tim' messaged.

Tim and I then took a photo together, the both of us smiling before we attached to a follow on message.

"Oh wow," Ramsey would respond. "So you know him?"

"I do, and we're both interested in you," Tim messaged back.

We made him explain what I already knew: He was into older, white daddies, and divorced his wife accordingly.

"I just like cock. Always have, always will," he texted bluntly.

"Would you like two cocks," Tim asked him. "Me and Ben?"

Tim attached a photo we took during the fishing trip: one that had the three of us side by side, naked with hard ons.

The two of them would dialogue back and forth, then Tim and I took another photo of us French kissing.

"My dream," he told Tim. "When will you two be available?"

Tim and I drew a high-five from being elated about the pending threesome. Tim, too, thought he was cute, and required the same attention he gave me. I usually didn't follow younger guys but that bouncy ass, in those dark trousers set me on fire, making my cock bounce while I sat watching him walk.

"You wanna come over after work, and blow off some steam," Tim asked.

He concurred, and I would go home to handle chores, then return to Tim's two hours later awaiting the arrival of the ample Ramsey. We sat patiently in Tim's bed, butt naked, rubbing on each other as we watched television.

"You sure you don't wanna ditch the young boy," Tim asked.

He rolled on top of me as he could no longer wait, and sucked my nipples while he laying between my legs with his warm, chiseled body. I felt myself melt as he touched me with his tongue, and swerved it south until it laid on the tip of my cock. I wasn't going to wait for Ramsey as I opened my legs more, and Tim opened his mouth to clamp it on the head of my cock just as the doorbell rang.

"Oh baby, saved by the bell," Tim uttered as he licked my precum.

I got up, with the stream of nut falling from my cock as I went to meet Ramsey. I opened the door and found him donning the suit I saw earlier, with a smirk across his face.

"Already naked," he asked.

"Of course, son. Tim and I don't believe in playing any games," I said as he walked in.

I closed the door behind him, and stepped to this handsome guy who might've been five foot six, five foot seven, 250 to 270 lbs. I grabbed the bottom of his smooth chin, and pointed it upward to kiss, with me sticking my tongue out for him to receive. He pulled on it with his lips while I cupped his breasts for a few seconds, and he took his jacket off, and undid his shirt button for button.

"Showing off, boy," I said as he brandished that hairy, chubby cub chest of his.

I kneeled to my knees and sucked that left tit, making Ramsey belt a loud, sensual sounds while I pulled his nipple. Tim, hearing the moaning, came and did the same, but to the right one. I'd undo his pants, letting them fall the ground while Tim yanked his underwear, and the both of us stroked his package.

"Fuck yes, daddy," he whimpered as Tim and I doubled up on gripping that sweet ass of his while he stepped out of his pants and underwear.

"I gotta shower first," he told us before he helped us off the floor.

Tim led the line from the living room to the hallway, with each of us locked in hands while transitioning to the bedroom. I'd lay on the bed, with Tim coming after me behind to lay beside me as we watched this cute, brown bear with his floppy body walk into the bathroom. I didn't realize how hard his cock was as he was soft when we first touched him. He opened the door to the shower stall, and I could see his silhouette move as he was getting splashed as he cleaned himself onside and out. Tim would lean over to me, and grab my cock with one hand, and my chin with the other as we made out while he stroked me.

"Our boy doesn't know what he's getting himself into," he said to me. "I wanna feast on that fat ass of his, and then yours after."

After a few minutes he'd stop with me, and rolled off the bed to meet our new playmate in the shower. I simply watched television while continuing to lightly stroke myself with my heart was racing in excitement. Maury Povich show came on when I heard what sounded like moaning, bodies clashing in the shower together. I looked over to see Tim bending over Ramsey, with Tim still upright as he grabbed on Ramsey's shoulders from behind and rammed his hips into Ramsey's. Tim was giving cock relentlessly while Ramsey gave loud moans, with me seeing this while my cock stood at a full erection.

"Just wanted to get a sample," Tim said before he stopped, and smacked his ass few times.

Ramsey cut off the water, and the stall door would open with Tim getting out first to dry off, then Ramsey doing the same.

"You're pretty tight, boy. When's the last time you had some daddy cock," Tim asked Ramsey.

"I've only been fucked twice," he answered. "And it was by young guys; one of them being my ex-wife's lover."

"Well, there's a first time for everything," I said to Ramsey as he walked back into the bedroom.

Ramsey got on the edge of the bed to position himself on all fours, and poking his ass upwards. Tim was behind him, and would bend down and stretch Ramsey's big, brown ass cheeks before placing his face between them. Ramsey's face began to distort while I would see Tim's head rise and fall while licking the young bear. Ramsey's loud whimpering made my cock throb, and he began to speak his native tongue in a suggestive tone.

"He's hitting that spot," I asked Ramsey as he was hovering over my cock.

I wiggled my hips closer to him, then reached over to tap the back of his thick, black hair.

"Show me how much you enjoy it," I told him. "Suck daddy."

"Oh baby, that ass tastes wonderful," Tim said as he came up for air.

"You want some daddy cock?"

"Yes, I need some daddy cock," Ramsey said as he was begging for it.

Tim raised up and grabbed lubricant from nearby and smeared it across Ramsey's hole. Ramsey was gorging my cock down his throat when he screamed.

"You got that daddy cock you wanted," Tim said as he pushed into Ramsey's guts from behind.

It felt wonderful when Tim imposed his beautiful cock in that dark hole, for it caused Ramsey to squeeze harder through his lips.

"You're taking in your ass, and you've got a mouthful of prick," I asked Ramsey.

"Tim baby, make sure you punish that hole."

"Oh baby, I got it covered," Tim said as he pummeled that ass from behind.

Seeing Tim's shapely body bounce into Ramsey was a treat, for I saw the waves of Ramsey's fat, brown ass reverberating from the front. The feeling jolted through Ramsey to where I'd feel the pounding in his throat into my cock, with naturally squeezing my cock as he went up and down.

"Nice, juicy ass Ben, you see it," Tim said as he plowed away. "Keeps cumming all over this dick!"

Tim ravaged harder and Ramsey whined louder as it was slightly muffled from me in his mouth. Tim showed no mercy while Ramsey took it like a champ, giving the both of us the ultimate pleasure through this impromptu, but intense spit roast. I'd see Tim waving his hips side to side one moment, then rotating his body up and down, and lastly going back and forth. Tim grabbed on Ramsey's shoulders to show he was riding him deep, and Ramsey took the onslaught honorably.

"That's right boy, keep nuttin' Tim said as I heard Ramsey's greedy hole squelching

Tim hit "that point" and had Ramsey in pure bliss, and me on the brink where I wasn't ready to cum.

"Guess I'm getting a little carried away," Tim said as he pulled out. "C'mon baby and take a crack at this sweet ass."

I got off the bed with my cock in hand, and rushed over behind Ramsey before Tim and I slapped five. I witnessed Ramsey's gooey hole, and I slowly entered that swollen man muff while absolutely loving the sight of that purple and pink crevice hugging my white cock. I, too, would ravage Ramsey the way Tim was, with my right leg on the bed banging just as hard with Tim of course laying on the bed, his legs in the air while Ramsey was sucking his own cream off that cock.

"That's right boy," Tim said to Ramsey. "Daddy cock is all the way inside you, now."

I was slightly larger than Tim at eight inches, and with a little more girth as I pounded away. Ramsey lamented louder, and creamed even more as I stretched him, while tapping that prostate.

"You looked so good in that fucking suit," I said as I thought about him in those pants

"You been waiting for this, huh?'

" Two horny daddies like me and Ben, using you," Tim added.

"Yes daddy, yes," he cried out as that made me fuck him harder.

I was raining thrusts being I was getting close. I had to blame Kris for being good with everyone on the gig, as she laid down the foundation for this to happen. We might've met on the site, but he smiled in a way where he almost advertised his needed guys like Tim and I.

"Did your wife fuck you like this," I asked while banging.

"Did she suck you like suck us," Tim asked as Ramsey could only muster moans.

I grabbed that fat ass and continued to plow until I jizzed deep inside of him, the both of us groaning while it triggered Tim, and Ramsey was forced to swallow his load. I pulled my cock out of Ramsey, and would see that mangled hole which resembled chewed bubble gum. I slapped Ramsey's ass a couple times to see my cum squirt out of him. I could only giggle.

We finished him off as I kissed Ramsey while Tim sucked him, and sent him on his way. I'd get dressed and hug Tim, then look down at my phone to see the missed calls, and 11 texts, all from Kris.

"Dad, OMG, you did it, didn't you," she asked.

I knew she spoke of Ramsey, and I couldn't do anything, but smile, for I conquered what I saw while we enjoyed her lunch break.

"You're not coming to lunch at my job anymore," she joked.

"I will do what I damn near please, and that includes going to see grandbaby hit homeruns this weekend," I told her.

"Next week, we're having chicken curry for lunch."