Two old bastards, both pushing sixty, stripped down in a cheap motel room with the blinds half open. Rick was the bigger one, thick gray chest hair, a gut that hung over his belt line, and a cock that was already half hard and leaking when he kicked off his boots. The other guy, Hank, was leaner but still solid, with a shaved head and arms covered in faded tattoos. They didnt waste time talking. Rick shoved Hank onto the bed and climbed on top, their bellies slapping together as they ground their cocks against each other.
Fuckin suck it, Rick growled, pushing Hanks head down. Hank opened his mouth and took the thick, veiny dick straight to the back of his throat. Spit ran down Ricks balls while Hank gagged and slurped, one hand squeezing Ricks heavy nuts. Rick held the back of Hanks head and fucked his mouth in short, rough thrusts, the wet sounds filling the room.
Hank pulled off, strings of spit connecting his lips to the shiny head. Turn around. I want that ass. Rick got on all fours, spreading his cheeks with both hands. His hole was hairy and pink, twitching. Hank spat on it, rubbed the spit in with two fingers, then pushed them inside. Rick grunted and pushed back, taking the fingers easy.
More. Stretch it. Hank added a third finger and twisted, opening him up while Ricks cock swung heavy and dripping between his legs.
Hank lined up and shoved his cock in with one hard thrust. Rick let out a low, filthy moan and started pushing back immediately, meeting every stroke. The bed creaked loud as Hank pounded him, balls slapping against Ricks ass with every thrust. Sweat ran down their backs. Rick reached under himself and jerked his own cock in time with the fucking, grunting every time Hank bottomed out.
They switched. Hank lay back and Rick straddled him, sinking down on the thick shaft until his ass was flush against Hanks lap. He rode it slow at first, grinding, then faster, his own cock bouncing and slapping his belly. Hank grabbed Ricks hips and thrust up hard, making the older mans tits jiggle. Yeah, take that dick, you old slut, Hank snarled. Rick just moaned louder and stroked himself faster.
They ended up side by side, legs tangled, both jerking each other off while they kissed messy and open-mouthed. Rick came first, thick ropes shooting across Hanks stomach and chest. Hank followed right after, adding to the mess while he kept pumping Ricks softening cock. They lay there breathing hard, covered in sweat and cum, the room smelling like sex and old men.
Rick wiped his hand on the sheet and grinned. Round two in ten minutes. Hank just laughed and reached for the lube again.
