Mid-Life Awakening, Pt. 04

As I was lying in Brooks' arms, I realized this was the first time since my divorce that I'd felt wanted and desired by someone in a healthy way. As we spooned, Brooks ran his fingers across my stomach, accessing an erogenous zone for me. I had always been sensitive in that area. As my cock grew erect again, he stroked it and nibbled on my neck. I moaned. His attention to my body was so welcomed.

After a little pillow talk, we both drifted off to sleep and slept soundly. I guess we'd been asleep a while because it was about 2 a. m. when I awoke in his arms. I felt Brooks slowly grinding against me. His cock was stiffening and getting erect. I wrapped my hand around it and gently squeezed it. He let out a moan and leaned in and kissed my neck. The sensation was electric. I moaned, "Lie on your back."

He did and spread his powerfully chorded legs, his hard cock so heavy it pulled to one side and lay across his thigh when I rolled over and set my hungry eyes on Brooks' engorged cock. He closed his eyes as I moved down his torso and licked the underside of his quickly hardening cock. My mouth watered and I licked it so sloppily that I could hear myself making slurping noises. Brooks moaned and I felt his strong hands on the back of my head. He pulled my head into his crotch all the more and I had his entire manhood buried deep in my throat. He was gentle and he began to slowly and rhythmically fuck my mouth.

After a while, I pull my mouth off his gorgeous dick and reached up and kissed him gently and softly on the mouth. I whispered between kisses, "Please fuck me, Baby."

I rolled onto my back and Brooks quickly got on top of me. As we kissed passionately, I felt for his cock. My asshole was still a bit lubricated from earlier and I had already wet my fingers in my mouth and applied a little spit to my hole while I was giving Brooks that loving blowjob. I reached for the small tube of lube still lying on the bed and squirted some onto his cock and smeared the rest on my hand into my hole.

I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into me. It was amazing. Soon he was fully inside me slowly but deeply fucking my hole. I felt it each time his balls touched my ass cheeks and was in a blissful state with each touch. We stayed locked in that beautifully romantic missionary position until I felt his body grow tense. He moaned and I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Let me have it, Baby. Cum in me, Baby, I'm yours." He came hard and it was a heavy load of cum he gave me. He stayed inside me until his cock grew limp and slipped out of me, cum pouring out of me as his cock plopped out.

Brooks left early that morning to get back to Little Rock. I was excited, thinking finally I'd met my soulmate. Sure that was a bit premature on my part, but I was desperate for a real and lasting connection. Weeks passed and he was always unable to meet. We talked a lot by text but other than that, it wasn't what I thought it was going to be. Finally, I asked why we were having so much trouble connecting again. I felt like we'd both enjoyed ourselves. He finally sent me a text that explained things. It read: "Hey Lee... sorry but I can't be what you want me to be. I have had the same partner/daddy for three years and I have no desire to leave him. I am the submissive in that relationship and I just don't want to go anywhere. I am very sorry. I would never hurt you but I'm sure I have."

I was angry but not at Brooks, I was angry at myself. I was alone again, maybe I'd never really stopped being alone. My situation was just going to be that of loner. Maybe, I decided, I should just resign myself to nights of hot, nasty sex with no opportunity for lasting commitment. I decided temporarily to just swear off all men and all opportunities. Who knew how long that would actually last? I stayed horny as fuck constantly.

Five weeks passed and I managed to watch lots of movies, work out prodigiously and keep my mind occupied. Just when I was about to lose my mind, the worst thing possible happened. Well, I felt it was likely the worst thing that could happen in the moment. I heard a ding on my cell phone and saw that I had just then gotten an email out of the blue from Jackson! I opened it with a good deal of hesitation. I was surprised by its contents. It said: "Hi there. I guess I'm the last person you want to hear back from. I've had you on my mind a lot lately and wanted to just reach out and tell you what all was happening in my world. My wife and I signed divorce papers nine weeks ago and our divorce was finalized this week. It was uncontested. She moved to Nashville to live near one of her sisters. I kept the house. I have thought of no one but you since she and I decided to divorce and I haven't been with anyone since you. I guess you won't believe that but after we last were together, I gave a lot of thought to all you said and realized I'd made some mistakes along the way. Well, I won't keep you. I have attached all of my contact info including my cell number in case you'd like to text or call sometime. Well, thanks for hearing me out. Jackson"

I stared at the contact info and especially at his cell number. This couldn't have come at a worse time. Here I was, horny as fuck and desperate for cock and here was a guy who could fuck with the best of porn stars reaching out again. I put his contact info in my phone and continued to stare at his number. It was Saturday morning and i knew he'd be at home. That meant he'd probably want to get together. Did I trust myself around this man when I was so horny? Hell no!

I composed a text to Jackson. It read: Hi, Jackson, this is Lee. I got your email. Thanks for those thoughts. I hope this divorce was the right thing for you. I have been there and understand. I know this isn't your first rodeo, as they say. As you know, usually the best thing to do is climb back on and ride. I know from my own perspective that climbing back on and riding is the best thing a guy can do. Hope you're well."

I debated sending it. That part about climbing back on and riding might be taken perversely. Somehow I hoped it would.

I hit send.

In just moments, I got a text back and the following exchange took place on this otherwise dull Saturday morning:

Jackson: Hey, it's good to hear from you. I was afraid you wouldn't want to talk but I'm glad you hit me back. I'm well. Enjoying the bachelor life again but staying to myself.

Me: That's good. I'm glad you are enjoying single life. It's not bad. Gets a bit lonesome sometimes but I'll take it over married life any day.

Jackson: Yeah, agreed. I've kept to myself, trying to get to know myself again. It's not bad but I can't do everything for myself. lol

Me: Ha! I understand. I get it. I certainly do get it. I've kept to myself mostly since I saw you. I did have a little fun a couple of times. (Didn't want Jackson thinking I'd been a fucking monk since I'd seen him)

Jackson: Well, see there. It's good to stay in practice I guess. Maybe I need to take your advice and climb back on and ride. (the little attached devil face and wink emojis made me wonder)

I hesitated to say more and several minutes passed. Finally, he sent another text.

Jackson: Are you still there? Didn't mean to run you off.

I answered finally.

Me: You didn't run me off. I got distracted and had to run to my bedroom for a minute. (that was a white lie but i hoped it got him to wondering)

It did.

Jackson: Well, I remember that bedroom, it's a nice one. I always enjoyed it.

Me: Yes, you did enjoy it. Sometimes I worried the neighbors would hear you enjoying it.

Jackson: What wasn't to like? You're so fucking sexy and you knew how to handle a man and everything a man has to lay on you.

Me: Or in me? Ha! Seriously, thank you. I appreciate that. I like to think I kept you pleased.

Jackson: You sure did. I guess that's why I keep thinking about you. But I get that you got tired of it being just about sex and nothing else. I understand.

I thought about what he was trying to let me know but honestly I was so fucking horny, all I could think of was some hot nasty sex at this point. I waited a minute and text back.

Me: Who knows? Maybe I was too hard on you. Sex is important to any relationship but to be completely honest, these days I'm so horny, I'd go without the romance just to feel a cock inside me.

I read that three times and debated whether or not to send it. I didn't sent it. Instead I sent this.

Me: Well, balance is good. I love sex as you know but I want other things too.

Jackson: That's understandable.

Me: Why don't you come over for a visit. It might be nice to talk and visit again.

Jackson: Are you sure, Lee?

Me: Sure, I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want to visit a while. I've actually missed you. (and your dick... I didn't sent that part)

Jackson: Ok, on my way shortly.

Me: Great, see you in a few.

I put my phone down. I'd opened the proverbial door. This was my show now. I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself out thoroughly just in case this visit ended with Jackson's massive cock up my ass. I took a shower and put on some sexy lacy underwear. I wanted to have that under my thin shorts when Jackson showed up. I pulled a tight fitting tee shirt over my head and inspected how it hugged my abs and my chest. My hair had grown long enough, it touched my shoulders easily. My stomach was a ball of nerves. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked great.

This time, Jackson parked in the driveway. No more hiding. No more pretending, I hoped. The doorbell rang and I went to the door in nothing but my shorts, which were short, my tight tee shirt and nothing else except the sexy underwear. He smiled. I invited him in and offered him a seat. He was wearing loose fitting gym shorts and a tee shirt as well. If his cock got hard, I'd plainly see it tenting in his gym shorts.

"You look amazing, " he said smiling.

"Thanks, Baby, I appreciate you noticing," I said a bit too coy.

He seemed to be admiring me as he asked, "Have you got some water?"

"Sure, I've got plenty of water," I said as I got up from the couch to walk to the kitchen. i tried to put just a tad of sway into my walk. I could see he was admiring my body as I walked out of the living room toward the kitchen. I could almost feel his eyes on me.

I brought his water and handed it to him. He drank a few sips and asked, "So, have you been behaving?"

I laughed and replied, "Well, sometimes. I've played a little, responsibly, but I've played. Just to keep in shape."

Jackson laughed at my comment and asked if I'd still had my special interest where sex was concerned.

"You mean black cock, Jackson? Big old gorgeous black dick? Is that what you're asking me?" I said with a sly grin and a wicked little laugh.

He smiled. He shifted the massive rod in his shorts and it was hard to hide his cock at that point. As he uncomfortably tried to shift it and take pressure off, I turned the pressure up a bit.

"You didn't answer me, Jackson. Are you wanting to know if I took any beautiful black cocks down my throat or up my tight white ass while you and I weren't talking?"

"Yeah, I guess so." he said as he seemed to struggle.

I knew after our last episode and my reaction, as well as the long absence, I was making him very uncomfortable and unsure, but that's what I wanted to do.

I laughed and said, "I damn sure did, Baby. This boy ain't going to go without some thick juicy cock. I needed that spunk all over me and I found some too. And sometimes he fucked me like a slut porn star and sometimes he made love to me."

I didn't mind telling some white lies. I knew the pressure in Jackson's balls was building. He wanted to fuck. That was clear. I could see it in his eyes. I stood and pulled my tee shirt off and pulled my shorts off and stood there in only my lacy underwear. I stared at Jackson. His eyes were starting to burn with primal lust.

I smirked, "This is what that gorgeous black man saw and touched... licked and fucked. You can bet he came back for more."

Jackson stood and took me by the wrist and said forcefully, "I came back for more too, Baby."

As he pulled me by my wrist into my bedroom, I sensed what was coming. As he pulled me into the bedroom, he pushed me onto the bed and was about to take total control but I rolled off the other side of the bed and stood facing him. I looked Jackson directly in the eyes and said without emotion, "Alright, now, listen up. It's going to be different this time. You're not going to be in total control. If you really want this ass or this mouth wrapped around your cock, you'll do what I tell you this time. From now on, I'm in charge from the bottom."

He stared at me with a strange stare. I was challenging his very manly authority, his authority as a total top. I'd been studying the role of the power bottom and the control and power that I could wield as such as a power bottom. I needed some control in my life and this seemed right for me. I spoke up again.

"Now, if you want to fuck me, Jackson, you're going to start following instructions and starting following them now. Got it?"

"Get your ass in the air, boi," he blurted out.

I shook my head firmly and smiled, "You're welcome to leave, Jackson. I can get my way with another man, doesn't have to be you. I promise you I can line them up to fuck this sweet ass and they'll do as I ask them."

He stared at me disbelieving and then finally asked, "Okay, what do you want me to do."

I grabbed a pillow and put it under my ass as I lay on my back. I hiked my legs up and exposed my clean, willing hole to him.

"Eat my ass, Baby. Eat it good."

"Now I ain't gonna..."

"Eat my ass, Jackson, if you can fuck it, you can slobber on it, lick it, probe it with your tongue, loosen it with that tongue and eat it like a pussy."

He hesitated and stammered, "But... I... I... ain't ever done this..."

"Come here. You're about to. I want to feel your mouth all over my hole."

As he edged closer to me, I grabbed his head with my hands and pulled his face into my ass. I felt his mouth on my sphincter as I ground his face into my hole. Suddenly, he stuck his tongue out and licked it. It was just a quick lick or two at first.

"Eat that ass, Baby," I moaned, "lick that hole, Daddy. You can't fuck it if you're not willing to eat it first."

He began to get into it. He moaned and groaned and kept licking it with a fervor i hadn't expected. He pushed my thighs apart with his strong hands and stuck his tongue deeper into me. I pushed his shaved head deeper between my thighs. His wet tongue felt amazing as he licked and tongued my hole.

He came up for air and I said forcefully, "Suck my balls, Daddy."

He looked up and said flatly, "I'm not gay. You know that."

I laughed and explained as his face was inches from the ass he'd been eating, "Yes, you are, Daddy. You're just as queer as I am. We're just gay together from different points of view, you on top and me under you on the bottom, but you're gay. Now suck my balls, Baby and then suck my boi cock."

He started to protest and I said excitedly, "Suck my fucking balls!'

As I said it, I pulled his face into my loose shaved balls and felt his wet mouth on my nut sack. He mumbled something unintelligible and I simply pulled his face closer until his mouth was smashing my balls. Slowly he took one ball into his mouth at a time and sucked on them. He was good at this.

At one point, he came up for air and exclaimed, "Mother fucker!"

I giggled and moaned, "More like a brother fucker."

He continued to suck my balls and eat my ass alternately. My own stiff cock occasionally popped and slapped him in the forehead. Finally he took my cock in his mouth, a first for both of us. He may not have been accustomed to sucking cock, but he was a natural at it.

"That's it, Baby, suck your boi's cock, make love to it. Oh, fuck."

After he sucked me a few minutes, I needed him inside me. I started pulling on him and he slowly moved up my body. As our faces met, I kissed him forcefully on the lips. We stayed locked in a kiss for a long moment. Our tongues darted around in each other's mouths and searched for one another desperately. Our bodies collided as we bumped against one another. I could feel his thick veiny cock thumping against my thighs and stomach as we made out so fervently.

I broke free from the kiss and whispered in Jackson's ear, "You're going to ease into me and fuck me at my pace today. I'm in charge of this situation. Now slowly put that gorgeous cock inside me. I want it."

He lined his cockhead up with my hole and I used my legs and hands to keep him from rushing it. I gave him enough resistance to pace his entrance into me as I wished it to be. I felt the familiar push of his cockhead as it touched, then pushed against and finally penetrated my sphincter. Once he was inside me, I held him at bay and only allowed him to enter me inch by slow inch. As he slowly filled me up and sank deeper inside my ass, he moaned and groaned, I whimpered and purred. He slowly reached my innermost places and I felt his balls as they lightly and gently touched my ass as he finally was all the way inside me.

"Now you'll feel it all, Baby... see what I mean?" I whispered in his ear and licked his ear.

"Fuck yeah, Baby," he replied grunting.

He slowly pulled out of me and kept the head in me and then slowly pushed back in and the movement continued for more probably half an hour as I held him with my arms and legs wrapped around his dark torso. Jackson slowly fucked me. We kissed and I pulled away occasionally to whisper dirty little things in his ear. Finally, I knew he was close.

"Oh, Baby, I think I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck, I think I'm.... gonna... oh fuck!" he moaned aloud. Then I knew it was happening. His cock shot forth an enormous amount of cum into my ass that could only be imagined once I saw it dripping from my gaping asshole. But before that, he stayed in me, spent and sweating. I reached up and licked his nipples and licked the sweat from his chest. He looked into my eyes, his own eyes having a blank sort of stare. He was lost in his lust. He continued to push into and out of me, his own cum acting as a lubricant. Finally, his cock grew soft and slipped out of my hole, his huge load seeping out behind his cock and trickling onto the sheets beneath my ass.

Jackson was exhausted. He rolled over on his back, his body glistening with perspiration and his huge 8.5 inches were lying to one side across his left thigh. I retreated to the bathroom and got a warm wet washcloth. I washed his cock and began to stroke it. I got between his legs and began to slowly, passionately suck his cock. I sucked it slowly and kissed it lightly as I licked it. He moaned and mumbled things under his breath. I stroked his cock with long smooth strokes while keeping the head in my wet drooling mouth. My spit pooled up around the top of my fist as I jacked him. Jackson was simply lying there, his body trying to cool down as I sucked his cock, licked his balls and deepthroated him.

When my jaws grew sore, I came up for air and said excitedly, "Fuck me, Daddy, from behind."

I crawled up on my hands and knees and stuck my ass high in the air and looked back at Jackson and said lustily, "Grab my sides, Baby, and let me feel those strong hands on me."

He got behind me, guided his cock into my hole and took hold of my hips with both hands and pushed forward, his cock burying itself deep inside me. It felt so fucking amazing. He actually went slow and we could both feel the amazing sensation of togetherness this way. He slowly made his way in and out and I was pleasantly surprised to hear him say, "Oh fuck, you beautiful boi, Daddy loves you so much. Ohhh... fuck.... you're beautiful, Baby."

I smiled. Maybe Jackson had finally reached down inside himself and found his feelings. I looked toward the headboard as I felt every inch of Jackson glide in and out of me. Each time his balls touched my ass, it was heavenly. I grabbed the sheets in fistfuls with both hands and moaned between clenched teeth, "Fuck, Daddy, please fuck my pussy. Yes! Pick it up Baby, a little faster now, Baby! I need it!"

Jackson actually picked up his pace and began fucking me harder and faster. His balls began to slap against my ass more noisily. I felt the slap of his loose balls and screamed out, "Fuck yes! I love those big beautiful balls, Baby! Yes! Give me that cock!"

His pace quickened and his breathing grew shallow and short. His grip on my hips strengthened. I felt his fingers digging deeper into my skin.

"Slap my ass, Baby," I said loudly.

Smack! I felt the heat of his slap on my ass cheek.

"Fuck! Spank that ass, Daddy, let me have it! Give it to me!"

Smack! Smack! His strong hand came down on my ass leaving red marks I was sure. The pleasure I got from the spanking was worth the sting of the slap on my ass.

I felt one of his strong hands leave my side and then felt it grasp my shoulder as he pulled me more forcefully onto his and him into me. Finally, he called out, "Fuck, Baby, Daddy's gonna cum! Fuck!"

He body tensed up incredibly and then like a rubber band relaxed instinctively as he shot streams of cum inside me.

"That's it, Daddy, breed your boi!" I called out to him, "Give me all that cum! Breed that sweet pink hole! Yes! I've missed you! Breed me!"

Spent after shooting all of his load into me, he stayed inside me a full minute afterwards. I moaned and whimpered. He breathed hard and fast. He was tired. Finally, his thick heavy cock slipped out of me and his jizz again poured out of me and formed a slick wet spot on my sheets.

He lay back on his back to rest. I smiled at him and said, "Now, Daddy, wasn't that worth waiting for?"

He simply nodded, unable to talk.

I got into the shower and turned the water as hot as I could take it. He joined me in a few minutes and I stood with my back to him. He embraced me from behind and his hands roamed over my body as he nibbled at my neck. There seemed to be a sense of liberation about him, as if he'd been released to finally embrace himself. I moaned at his touch.

"Oh, Daddy, feels so good...."

He pinched my nipples gently and continued to nibble at my neck. With my back still to him, I sank to my knees and bent my neck backwards with my hands firmly planted on the shower floor and whispered, "Lean forward, so I can suck you."

He did, and bent backwards, I took his limp but stiffening cock into my mouth. He slowly fucked my mouth. His wet balls slapped against my eye sockets. After a minute or two, I released him from my mouth and straightened up and spun around, still on my knees. I took Jackson back into my mouth and sucked him as he held gently, yes, gently, to my head. I'd yet to taste his cum this time around and I wanted a mouthful of it. I didn't have to wait long this time. His legs tensed up and he groaned "Oh, fuck! I'm cumming."

He shot still another good load, this time into my mouth and throat. I collected it in my mouth and when I pulled free and released his cock from my mouth, I looked up at Jackson and released his cum from my mouth letting it spill out of my mouth and onto my chin, where it dribbled out and spewed and ran down my chest. I stared into his eyes the entire time.

I stood and he sponged me off and we finished our shower. Once we were dressed, I walked him to the door and we embraced. He kissed me passionately on the lips and we French-kissed for a long minute.

Finally, he said, "I guess I'll go for now, Baby. I enjoyed myself. That was the best it's ever been."

I smiled, "Well, Daddy, it can be that way every time and will be. I'm not going to have it any other way."

He nodded and said, "I get it, Baby. You're in charge when you want to be."

I smiled.

Then he added, "But anytime you tell me it's my call, better be ready for a dirty nasty Daddy."

"I'll have plenty of those moods too, Daddy, don't worry."

With that, he was on his way. I closed the door and walked into the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of red wine and swallowed it down slowly. I looked out my dining room window and stared at the yard beyond. My body felt relaxed and my mind felt rested. My sexual appetite was stronger than ever and Jackson might just be the right one after all.

I felt good for the first time in a long while.