We saw each other at the same time - him on his way out of the shopping centre and me on my way in. It was one of those very intense, sexually loaded moments that happen only a few times in one's life. Our eyes met and as we passed each other I was surprised that there were no sparks flying.

I could not walk more than five steps past him without turning back and looking at him. When our eyes met the second time it drew us together and without thinking about it we were moving towards each other. His dark brown eyes were sparkling and his smile made me almost forget where I was. I wanted to reach out and walk straight into his arms but I guess it was my conservative upbringing that made me stop and stammer a low "Hi there".

He smiled back and his black moustache seemed to frame his lips perfectly while he told me that his name was Peter. By this time my body was shivering from the excitement and I could feel my cock strain against my denims from the raw sexual tension between us. I'm sure he must have felt the same because he was trying to hide his cock with his hands that were full of shopping bags, trying to adjust it in a non-obvious way. I felt that I wanted to reach out and release his cock from its constraints, but realised just in time that he was actually asking me something. I asked him to repeat his question and then agreed to walk with him to the car-park without even thinking about it.

After putting his bags in the boot of the car he unlocked the doors and invited me to join him inside his vehicle where we would be able to speak without wondering if anybody could hear us. As I sat in the passenger seat turned towards him I realised that he was a very good looking man - about 45 years old compared to my own 22 years. His black hair had only a hint of grey at his temples and that was such a turn-on for me that I found it hard not to reach over and ravish him right there in the parking lot.

After talking for a few minutes about each other's life's and each of us adjusting our cocks every now and then he suggested that we leave my car in the parking lot and that I drive home with him. He would then bring me back to the parking lot later to fetch my car. I agreed and as soon as we had left the parking I reached out and put my hand on his cock. I could not wait any longer to feel his cock in my hand. He did not protest but suggested that I kept it at that until we reached the outskirts of town. I could feel his cock straining in his pants and pulsing with each breath that he took.

As soon as we left the last houses of the town behind us I leaned over and started to undo his pants. He only laughed and adjusted his seat so that I could reach more easily. As soon as I had his belt and pants loose he lifted up from the seat so that I could pull his pants down. As he was driving I had my first look at his cock in the light from the dashboard and I just couldn't hold out any longer. I had to have his cock and as I turned over in my seat I bent over and took his big mushroom head in my mouth. I was in heaven and from the sigh that escaped from his mouth I knew that he was enjoying his trip home.

It felt like we could drive for ever with me lying with my head on his lap, taking as much as possible of his cock in my mouth. Too soon we were nearing his house on a smallholding and I had to let go of his cock. He stopped and while I got out to open the gate he pulled his pants back on. I felt like I've had a heavenly experience and I didn't want it to end but knew that we would have to consider his mother who was staying on the property as well. He had told me earlier that she would be asleep in a separate wing of the house when we got there.

As he opened his house I was led into the lounge area and was immediately impressed with the style and flair in the choice of classical furniture mixed with the rich tones of the persian carpets. He invited me to sit down while he went to make sure that his mother was ok and after a short while he came back into the room with pillows and a quilt under his arms. He spread the quilt on one of the persian carpets and soon we were both trying to get out of our clothes as fast as we could, while trying to help each other, holding on to each other and kissing each other as well!

We were all over each other and rewrote the Kama Sutra in the process of exploring each other's bodies. There was a constant hunger to learn about each other's bodies as we were rolling around on the quilt. Our hands were exploring every part of each other's bodies - constantly wrestling to find the ever eluding position where both of us would be satisfying all our senses at the same time. I've had a taste of his magnificent cock and I needed to experience his smell, touch him, hear him groan and take all of him in with my eyes.

Rolling around on the quilt there was no telling what part of each other we would encounter next but I remember his cock passing through my mouth a couple of times. A few of those times I caught a glimpse of his two arse-cheeks and had to let go of his cock to explored the base of his cock, working my way towards his manhole, smelling the musky sultryness of a cavity that I wanted to explore. His pelt of chest-hair was curling into my pubic hair as if to tie us together while he was working his tongue over my cock. His groans and heavy breathing told me that he enjoyed it when I rimmed his pucker, wetting it with my tongue, trying to thrust it deeper but every time he would stop me, tightening his buns to make it impossible to get to his hole.

Thinking about it now I know that he was trying to delay his ejaculation, trying to prolong the pleasure of having me all over him, sucking his cock and his nipples, lapping at his crack and his pits, feeding him my cock and my balls while wrestling to get closer and more into him. His beard tickled me and sent shivers down my spine that ended in my cock and made it want to burst with an unknown intensity.

The next time I had him pinned down with his legs raised I moved in and lined up my cock with his hole that was wet and pulsing from the excitement. I pushed the head through his rosebud and looked into his eyes that were sparkling, begging me for more while his groans confirmed that this was what he wanted. I pushed my cock into him slowly, watching his face show the expressions of being invaded change from caution to bliss as I pressed past his prostate, rubbing it with the shaft of my cock.

After a while his hole seemed to open up to my cock as if it was meant to be and I couldn't contain myself any longer. I started pounding his arse with my balls pulled up high against the base of my cock, ready to explode. I rode his arse as if there were no tomorrow and soon felt the urgent want of relief take hold of my cock and my balls, wanting to spurt every drop of fluid in me into his arse. I could not hold back much longer and grabbed his cock, pumping it hard, moaning with each thrust.

It took only a few strokes for his cock to start leaking pre-cum and I knew that he was right there on the edge with me. I quickly withdrew from his arse, filling the gap with three of my fingers, feeling his prostate pulse as I grabbed both of our cocks with my other hand and started a wild wank. I felt a surge of blood pumping into both of our cocks, making them both even harder than before, making it almost impossible to hold both cocks with one hand. I felt his spinchter grab my fingers and heard him growl. I knew that he was about to come and the first glob that shot out of his cock sent me into a spasm that ripped through my body like a convulsion. Our cum shot over his head in two streams of white that seemed to spread itself in mid-air, making a big splash on the quilt. I kept jerking on our cocks as if my arm was on a mission of its own and another big glob rolled down my hand and landed on his chest.

I had another spasm of excitement and then fell down on him, circling my arm around him while still keeping the fingers of my other hand inside him. We rolled over and in the process my fingers slipped out of him, releasing my hand and allowing me to come to rest on my elbow, looking down into his eyes that shone like two stars. He was clearly very satisfied and smiled at me while grabbing the quilt to cover us.

After resting in each other's arms for a while we talked as if we've known each other a lifetime till late in the night. We had another great session during the evening as it seemed that both our cocks were never going to soften again while we were near each other. During the early morning hours we both got dressed and he took me back to town. I have never had such an intense experience again, but I suppose everybody remembers their first time in some special way...