Camelback Resort: We Lick, Pt 1

"So you're really going to drive seven hours to meet me? That says a lot about your character," Henry told Marc.

"It's only right daddy licks you like a postage stamp when I see you."

That was music to Marc's ears, as they finally took the time to hook up. Marc, a single Sagitarrius, was ready to make the drive from Corapeake, North Carolina to the bountiful hills of Pennsylvania.

"It's overdue for your crotch to mask my face," said the horny professor to the young tow truck driver.

Henry didn't hide his affinity for black men, he took pride in it, but rarely had the chance to indulge.

"I don't get to do this often," Henry spoke of their pending encounter.

Henry's life didn't necessarily allow for such lewd shenanigans.

"I've gotta travel to Amsterdam. Going to Prague for a family vacation."

The 70-year-old Henry was a retired professional who was still called upon for giving guidance to the aspiring, and to inspire.

"I get paid a lot of money to work like I do," Henry once said of the reasons he couldn't meet.

"So when you finally get that giant cock down my throat, I'll make sure you fall in love with me."

Henry was at the highest echelon of being an advisor in the world of higher education. He longed for the chance to truly retire, to enjoy time with his wife, and grandchildren, but the financial compensation coupled with paid travel was something he couldn't ignore. His passion for teaching was something that couldn't be erased, for he loved the idea of grooming the groomers, or instructors of higher learning with a goal of making the world a better place.

"I can't wait to get your cum fountain down my throat," he messaged to Marc. "If you're serious about the drive, I'll certainly make it worth your while."

That day of reckoning was realized when Henry canceled an appearance overseas.

"I want you," he messaged after sharing his change of plans.

Henry declared a month long vacation for personal reasons, to include time with family, and the opportunity to host Marc's eight inch phallus on his tongue.

"Cum up here. Book a hotel, and I'll take care of the rest," Henry messaged on a Wednesday.

Marc was eyeing the following Friday to take that drive north. He checked his own work schedule, then realized he could take leave in order to finally appease the elder polar bear hunk he engaged with.

"I can't take another day being teased by you," Henry said to Marc.

The six-foot-six, 340 lb. lover was "ready to bust" upon initially the first stroke of Marc's cock in his mouth. Henry himself had needs, the type which included him being a submissive aggressor to a 31-year-old grocery stocker.

"I wanna eat your booty like groceries," Henry joked, as a reference to a music lyric.

Henry would be the quarterback in giving pleasure, but in an assertive, alpha-like manner.

Marc,too, was an alpha but knew to yield to the smooth-skinned, masculine Henry. Conversations proved that Henry was a hungry expert when it came to giving oral. Henry was descriptive in nature, and transformed the tone of words whenever he tried enhancing points of how he'd give delight to his younger lover.

"I'll put caramel on those balls when you get here," Henry messaged the night before they'd meet, while Marc was sitting on his couch, drinking a beer while squirming, trying his best not to touch himself. The next morning Marc would rise at three o'clock to make the drive up north, packing his pickup with goodies, then gassing up at a local station before hitting the road before dawn. He was ruggedly making good time to land at the Camelback Resort, a Poconos-based entity, that was only 15 miles from Henry's abode.

"I can't believe you're really here," Henry texted, when Marc parked just a few feet from him.

Henry, too, was excited as he arrived minutes before Marc. Marc shaved an hour off the drive as he cut the engine, then went inside. The resort honored his four-day reservation, then he headed back to his truck to grab his things, and tip off Henry that he needed to join him.

"Son, you've got yourself in some trouble," Henry whispered as they walked into the lobby.

Neither Henry or Marc came with underwear on, for they knew their interracial tryst would catch fire the moment they were behind closed doors. Marc seemed somewhat lost while Henry was overly familiar with the resort, and ultimately led the trek to the suite reserved by Marc. Marc handed Henry the key to the suite, and Henry opened the door to private enclave overlooking the beautiful, surrounding grounds. Marc put his bag in a corner, and was met with Hungry Henry behind him, pushing him onto the bed as Henry slobbered on his Adam's Apple. Henry didn't give his young stud a chance to gather himself, for he waited a long time for this moment. Marc's breath was taken away by Henry tickling his throat, and so Marc managed to snag Henry's tongue, as they'd share a deep French kiss. The two embraced, then rolled around the bed as they made out relentlessly, showing their chemistry was undeniable. An anxious Henry ended up on top, and begged for Marc to come out of his clothes. He rushed the fabric off the talented ebony man, and Marc found himself on his back with his legs in the air while Henry let his tongue swing inside his hole. Henry guided his tongue to slap box Marc's perky little rosebud before digging in.

"Oh buddy boy likes his ass eaten," Henry uttered before digging in deep.

Henry's long rose-colored nose rested on Marc's taint as he wiggled his face side to side, causing Marc to squeal like a pig. The noises made Henry giggle, for he loved the reaction caused while knowing his young lover never received such a sensual touch.

"You're dripping, son," Henry said once he noticed Marc's precum drooling from his stiff cock.

"Daddy's just trying to deliver on his promise, that's all."

Marc figured things could turn up better than where they already were. Henry wiggled two fingers inside of Marc, causing Marc's hole to part a little as it accepted a few taps of the prostate.

"Look at you shaking, boy," Henry said as he kept at it to make Marc scream.

Marc was going through his first self-inflicted anal orgasm, for he was rimmed, and teased a bit over the years, but never to the magnitude of which Henry imposed. Henry would take a break so he, too, could get naked, but returned to his antics of causing his young buck to whimper and squirm.

"No one's ever played with your little hole," Henry asked Marc as he couldn't keep quiet.

The sun shined through the open curtains on the naked couple as they got it on in the middle of the king sized mattress.

"Breaking all your barriers right now, aren't we," Henry asked as Marc could only muster moans.

Henry laughed at seeing his stud cry from climaxing, as Marc begged for the opportunity to return the favor.

"Such a good boy to wanna please Hank Daddy," Henry said when he stopped finger fucking.

"Daddy ain't done yet. Watch this."

The agonizing pleasure of the beefy Henry fell upon Marc's hardened balls. Henry licked at them as they became super sensitive, and only stopped when Marc was screaming to the top of his lungs for him to stop.

"Guess its time you do daddy, too," Henry said of his ebony fuck buddy.

The two of them would find themselves in a "69" position as Henry was on top, sucking Marc's hard prick while Marc managed to get his tongue into Henry's massive ass. Marc wasn't quite as skilled as his Caucasian lover, yet in his defense, Henry made it hard, literally and figuratively, to outdo him. Marc's tongue played good enough to make Henry shiver. Henry still rotated his hips back and forth as he was trying his best to ride Marc's lengthy tongue, while gobbling his fat cock. Marc was trying his best, but Henry was relentless in his pursuit of cum. Marc stopped eating out Henry as Henry took him completely over as he gorged on that black cock.

"Oh my God daddy, don't stop," he uttered as Henry seemed to be heating up.

"Ewwwww, Henry!"

Henry kept at it to make his Carolina boy bless the back of his throat with sweet semen. Marc pulled his own legs back while Henry had "cumplete control."

"I'm gonna cum with you," Henry said as his mouth was full of cock as he stroked himself.

Henry kept at it until Marc couldn't take it anymore. Henry increased the pull in his lips, and caused Marc to explode deep down his throat. Marc shed his seed for a good 15 seconds, and Henry detached from Marc's cock only to sit up straight, and wack off a load all over his chocolate friend.

"I guess things got a little spun up," Henry asked before leaning over to lick it all off of Marc.

"You like it?"

"Feeling damned good, Henry," Marc answered before Henry leaned in for a hearty kiss.

Henry had to depart for a bit to check on home, but pledged to come back later that evening, or perhaps early in the morning. He left, and Marc put on workout gear before he headed to the gym to recharge.

Definitely more to cum.