Seb, the pretty red-skinned thirty-something, has become a regular lover… and more. I fell head over heels in love, and I can tell it, from the first blowjob… at the first glance in gay language.I had given him my contact details, and less than 24 hours later he had already used them. He had sent me an email, which I didn't see until 48 hours later, when my mind was already focused on him all the time.A week after our wilderness antics we met, at his initiative, in Lyon for a coffee. I was stunned, I devoured him with my eyes. All the more stunned that this age group did not look like me at all, but I had an immediate, total attraction to him. I felt my cock in my pants panic. He had also come to reveal to me all the lies he had been able to pour out at me during our first meeting: age, first name, profession… well, whatever.But hey, no big deal ... it's the law of the genre. It must also be said that we were each on our own as a couple, me for several decades (that is to say, centuries in years gay), him for three years.A loving, sexual and sensual relationship then developed between us. It lasted a year, six months and a handful of days.I happened to pick him up early in the morning at his town's train station to drive him to Lyon. With an essential stop on a motorway rest area. Obviously I sucked it, pumped it and it did the same. I loved those mornings that began with this pipe, which left me savoring long moments after the taste of his cum in my mouth. It was also a discovery for me, feeling the long jets of his ejaculations deep in my mouth, I loved it. I often wanted to feel this special moment or the penis swells before pouring long jets this hoped seed. I loved swallowing his cum.Once on the way back, while I was accompanying him from Lyon to his destination city, we stopped at a famous motorway rest area. I parked my car a little out of the way, and as we exchanged outside the idea occurred to me to suck him, here and there. A truck driver was parked not far away and didn't lose a single crumb, I didn't lose a drop! This situation had us damn exhilarated, not to say seriously excited. The idea of ​​compromising us with a good rider had just germinated in our minds, our minds.Some time later the opportunity arose on this same motorway area. We were there chatting, fiddling with each other, in short, exciting each other while a truck driver out of his cabin was prowling not far from us with explicit gestures (touching each other's cock). Like one man, we left at the expense of this r ...

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