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the screen light up infront of oscar’s gazing eyes, he was horny and needed a hookup. all the options were either too buff or too old. despite being 20 he was into older guys more than he’d like to admit. he liked them lean and clean. no beards but he could get down with a dad bod. god he loved men. he kept swiping left on the dating app. the app was for men only.
his legs shook as he started to hold a grip on his thigh, he could jerk off to the thought of an older man taking advantage of him right at that second. he was about to give up and close the app when a attractive face came across his screen.
colm - 37.
4 miles away
he liked everything about colm just from the picture. he was oscar’s ideal type. he felt butterflies in his stomach. oscar didn’t even need to finish reading his profile, he immediately sent him a text. his fingers danced along his keyboard as he typed.
“hey i saw your profile and wanted to chat” oscar sent and immediately set his phone down in nervousness. staring up at the ceiling and tapping his fingers on the back of his phone.
a few moments later he felt his phone vibrate with a notification from colm.
oscar read the reply. a simple hey with a kissy face emoji.
he giggled to himself. he loved that about older guys. he loved how they texted. and he especially loved the attention and how they babied him due to his age.
they got to texting and colm was aware of oscar’s age but, he didn’t mind. oscar was relieved he didn’t automatically block him when he saw his profile say 20. oscar was still horny and he received the knowledge that colm was staying at a motel for the night because his house was getting repairs.
taking this as an invitation, oscar started to hint that he wanted to come.
“you lonely over there?” oscar sent
“i could fix that” oscar sent again.
colm chuckled at oscar’s boldness, he wanted to see oscar’s delicate face and doe eyes in person so he agreed.
colm sent the adress of the hotel along with the room number.
as soon as oscar saw that text flash upon his screen he silently cheered in excitement.
he quickly got dressed putting on a pair of wide jeans and a t shirt. feeling desperately horny, he was fast.
he stumbled out the door and sent one last text to colm before getting into his car and heading towards the hotel that was only 4 miles away.
he impatiently tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he drove. looking left to right on the sidewalks as he approached the hotel with every mile closer.
when he got to the hotel it was dark, only lit by street lights. he parked in an empty spot and re read the room number one more time.
he say in his car and opened the conversation
“you sure you’re not an axe murder or something”
oscar typed out
“come find out sweetheart”
oscar blushed and giggled to himself, putting his phone in his pocket and shutting his car door. he walked upstairs to the upper level and finally found colms room number and softly knocked a few times.
on the third knock colm opened the door, the fresh and clean scent of cologne and shower musk hitting oscar’s nostrils. colm was wearing only gray sweatpants that his dick print could easily be spotted through the thin fabric.
oscar snaps his eyes back up to cole’s face
“hi” he says smally
“hi sweetheart” colm replied
oscar shyly sat on the edge of the motel bed. creaking under him.
colm stood over him.
“you’re 37? you look amazing” oscar flirted
“ah, you’re too kind” colm replied. colm felt this warm sensation inside getting complimented from such a handsome man like oscar.
oscar wasted no more time. he took his shirt off as well. staring at colms slight ab shape on his stomach.
i wish i could look like this at 37
oscar thought to himself.
colm matched his energy, he helped oscar strip down to his boxers. oscar feeling vulnerable and submissive being at his legs like this.
oscar pulled colms sweatpants down to his ankles,
his eyes widening at the sight of colms dick bulging through the boxers at eye level with him. he swallowed hard. colm slightly chuckling at this.
every hookup oscar ever had was mediocre. they were never his type and had average to little sized dicks. but colm on the other hand. he was so infatuated with him already. his dick had to be about 9 inches, it was clearly hard and seeing this made oscar’s dick start to get hard again, he rubbed his thighs together to relive the pleasure, in that moment he kept his head down looking into his lap.
colm lifted his head back up, putting a finger under his chin and forcing him to hold that gaze again.
oscar’s doe eyes sparkled as he looked up at him again.
colm looked across the room at the vodka bottle in a ice box. he walked over and poured 2 shots. handing one to oscar
“drink”
oscar obeyed and they both took the shot at the same time. the cold and spiky sensation running down oscar’s throat as he swallows.
the hotel room was dim, lit only by the city glow seeping through thin curtains. the air conditioner hummed softly too loud for the quiet moment.
colm stood near the foot of the bed, barefoot and in worn black boxers with a faded band logo across one hip.
oscar lay on his back on top of the covers, also in boxers his navy blue ones slightly wrinkled. he watched colm move closer with slow breaths and faster pulse.
he climbed onto the mattress knees sinking into it, he hovered above him like gravity itself pulled them together.
colm’s eyes flicked down to oscar’s lips just for a second before closing the gap. their mouths met soft at first, testing. no rush. just warmth and pressure building slow like steam under a lid.
oscar exhaled through his nose as colm kissed him deeper, one hand sliding up his bare chest. exploring the shape of him and his soft butter skin.
the mattress dipped under colm’s weight as he shifted forward slightly. knees framing oscar now bodies aligning closer without fully pressing together yet. a quiet moment stretched between them one heartbeat after another syncing unconsciously in the dimly lit room.
the kisses started to pick up and colm was getting more comfortable, he slid his knee right against oscar’s dick, rocking it back and forth as a whimper escapes oscar’s mouth. colm rubs his knee against oscar’s aching bulge in desperate need of pleasing. oscar wastes no more time. he flips on his back and starts sliding his boxers down, his bare ass coming into colms view.
colm helps him remove his boxers all the way, oscar’s ass looking like this infront of him was too much for him. he slapped his ass, a red mark instantly starting to appear, oscar’s hands clenching into fists as he whimpers out of pain and pleasure. oscar can feel his dick get harder under him. he loves this.
colm sees that he loves his and does it again. another harsh slap across oscar’s pale butt. he legs out a moan this time. he loved being treated like this in bed. before he could get another moan out colm forcefully grabbed his shoulder and forced his hand near oscar’s mouth
“spit”
oscar needed no other demand. he spit his warm saliva into colms large hand. the next thing he knew he was being spread open and his saliva was entering his tight hole. he felt 2 of colms fingers go into him, this already driving him crazy
he squirmed under colm uncontrollably.
“stop. moving.”
oscar just stayed there and nodded. he wanted to be good. he wanted to be a good boy he wanted to be sooooo good for colm.
his fist took a hold of the bedsheet as colm started to slide in him. his hips already bucking up and down at this feeling. he was humping the bed beneath him while he was being pumped inside of.
colm went in and out multiple times. one hand grabbing oscar’s hair and the other gripping his shoulder. the sweet sound of oscar’s moans filled the room as oscar felt like he was already about to cum.
colm saw the pleasure oscar was getting, but he decided it wasn’t enough. he moved his hand under oscar’s hips and took a hold of his dick. this made oscar gasp.
colm started stroking. stroking hard and fast in hopes of them climaxing at the same time.
“fuck you’re doing so god damn good oscar”
oscar nodded again, moans still escaping his lips.
colm was close, oscar was even closer. with two last thrusts he finally came. his warm cum filling oscar immediately. he pulled out with a wet popping sound and the cum still in oscar’s ass. he was still arched and colm loved this view.
colm didn’t stop stroking. when he wasn’t expecting it oscar climaxed and came all into colms hand. he came so much it covered colms whole hand.
flipping back onto his side, oscar caught his breath.
beside him, colm was doing the same. they looked over at eachother and smiled. happy where they were and exactly where they wanted to be.
they held eachothers gaze for a while. their warm and soft lips joining together. and it was just them, there in that delicate moment.