A Moment in Time

"yes, you're very cute, boy" said the man in the doorway, "You've got the world at your feet and everything is just as rosy as that hot, tight little butt of yours"-

At this, I just spread my legs even wider and thrust my boy-butt out further, mercilessly teasing my admired-

"But it ain't gonna last for ever, son. So enjoy it while you can, and maybe stop being such an asshole"

From the corner of my eye, I watched the man pull up his towel over his raging hard-on and greying crotch, turn and leave, shutting the cubicle door behind him.

I felt stung. Was I really being such a little bastard? Didn't my youthful good looks and supremely pert, fresh young boy-hole and big fat tool make up for all my playful teasing and make me irresistible? How dare this middle aged fuck just leave! I was a god to him and his kind... wasn't I?...

My dick was swiftly shrivelling. My mojo disappearing. I jumped down from the tattered imitation leather platform of this stinky sauna cubicle where I had been putting on a show for the older dudes who were always here and hungry from some hot young ass. I had had a great time up till now. The old guys had been queuing up just to get a whiff of my 19year old boy-cunt. They had supplied me with drinks, poppers, and even cash for the privilege. And I had obliged. I only demanded that they go no further than a minute or two rimming my musky young hole and having me wag my cock in their faces. They could stand and jerk off, or maybe do it to each other as they watched. But this guy...

How dare he...

He was actually pretty handsome and lean. A dude of about 50. Still sexy and obviously a stunner in his own youth. He had come into my cubicle when the others had gone off satisfied with my performance. Like them, he just wanted to jack-off to a cute twink showing off his ass. But then I had become a bit of a little bitch. I thought I was just playing along in my role as the object of desire. I had teased a bit too much. I jiggled and wafted my arse in his face, mocking him that he really didn't deserve to be this close to a gorgeous boy like me. I had jeered him, telling him to stand well back - that I didn't want to see his sagging middle aged arse and tool. I took a good huff of the poppers and offered him some, smacking him playfully when he came for them and telling him to get down on his hands and knees and beg...

Yeah. I'd been a cunt to him. And he rightly gave me the shoulder. I felt shitty. I was going to make it up to him, if I could.

I yanked my towel up around my slim, tight waist and went out into the dark labyrinth of corridors to find him.

He was in the movie room, on his own, watching some Czech twink porn. Gingerly, I approached, with an expression of pleading remorse.

"Hey man. I'm sorry. I really am. I'm a bastard. I didn't mean to hurt you like that. I thought I was being sexy. But..."

"its alright, son" he said -- a big toothy smile bursting over his handsome, rugged features " I was your age too, you know. Come here, boy..."

He opened his arms and beckoned me. I gladly dropped my towel and leapt into his embrace. We snuggled together as he gently fondled my now-rock-hard-again cock.

"Dick like an arrow. That's what I love about you twinks." He whispered in my ear as I began to stroke his hefty dong between my legs.

"Yeah, son. It's great to be a cute boy your age. Everyone wants a piece of your ass. I used to be a model you know, when I was your age, back in the late 80s. But like I say, it goes quickly. It did for me, and it will for you too son. You'll get older, your body won't be so tight, you'll get wrinkles, guys won't be so interested in doing you. You'll be the one who goes on the hunt and needs to work to get some hot bussy."

Normally, I would have ended it right there with him saying these things...

But I felt incredibly affectionate towards him. I just snuggled in even deeper, kissing his neck and kneading his manhood. It was an intensely hot, intimate... even loving?... moment; me, a 19year old boy just out of school, and he- a charming, attractive man of 50.

We forgot everyone else here in the dingy sauna, forgot the bel ami porn on the screen. We just went and did it with each other there on the worn-out PVC couch as other dudes began to stand around us and watch. He slipped on a rubber. I presented him with my boy-butt. He duly worshipped it, eating me out, gorging on my musky, boyhole, caressing my pucker with his tongue as I moaned and purred in satisfaction. Then, he mounted me.

His big schlong breached my ring and began to rhythmically thrust deep inside me, slowly at first, then working up intensity. I wailed in delight, he grunted and began to wail too. We both sweated as our flesh slapped and squelched together.

The onlookers, towels dropped, pumped their dongs, groins thrust out, occasionally smacking each others' arses and sniffing poppers.

We... in a moment of incredible sensual bliss I have not experienced since.. all came together and flooded the floor with our hot, collective man-juice... ah! Sublime!...

Well, that was back in the year 2000. Everything my friend said to me then has come true. I still go to the saunas, but now in the role that he once had with me... I go hungry for that exquisite prize, that unmatched object of desire that is a cute, tight boy butt on some sweet 19-25 year old twink. I am rarely satisfied. But when I comes (and after I cum) I remember that beautiful moment with that wonderful guy 25years ago.

(based on real experiences)