MONTREAL SILVERFOX DUO [02/02/1999]

Montreal is my favorite city of all for meeting silverfoxes. Maybe its the french flavor... On one such visit two years ago I had the pleasure of delicious anonymous sex (very exciting stuff to me). For those who like that sort of thing read on;

I'd arrived early in the day, as I had planned. I set aside enough time to get from the airport to my hotel and then out to the senior gay area of the village. My first stop was the Oasis bath. It is an old romanesque type bathhouse with the usual darkened halls and tiny rooms. The uniqueness of the Oasis though is their special $4.00 room rate for seniors before 6pm. I always tried to make it by 4pm to shop around.

I scurried to my room and undressed in a frantic hurry. My eyes were barely adjusting to the darkened interior when I left my room and went "shopping". There were very few people inside so I made my way to the jacuzzi and slipped in for a relaxing bath. The jacuzzi had a view of the video screen so I was able to take in a couple of porn movies while bathing. There was a cushioned bench below the screen where people congregated to watch the movies. I could also watch the coming and going of the patrons from my place in the jacuzzi.

From around the corner a stunning silverfox arrived. He stood at the side for a moment then decided to sit and watch the movie. I supposed that the characters on screen appealed to him. That was a good sign for me because the actors were older models; maybe in their late 40's. This was unusual for most porno movies that I'd seen here or anywhere else for that matter.

I couldn't get out of the bath fast enough to get to the sitting area. When I got there he had already got up and left. I checked and the movie was just ending. What a dilemma; stay and watch a truly erotic porno or go after an even more erotic looking silverfox. No Question! Off I went looking; up and down each corridor until I saw him. He was standing at the end of one of the halls talking to someone. I was crushed. I hoped I hadn't missed my chance to meet him. I walked by and casually brushed up against him. I was electrified. I turned the corner and made my way back around. The place was designed like a maze so that you could circle back around, which I did. When I got back to the place where he was standing he was gone. Again I was foiled and disappointed. When I rounded the corner the second door on the left was open and as I looked inside I could see him sitting crosslegged on the bed. Looking in I could see his reflection in the adjacent mirror. Man did he look good. I was so nervous that I couldn't bring myself to interupt him. I walked another couple of steps and my thought process began to work; you missed twice, its now or never.

Taking my own advice I turned back and stopped at the entrance to his room. I looked in and was taken by complete surprize to realize that what I thought was his reflection in a mirror was in fact another silverfox. The two had very similar looks and both were about the same age. Probably about 65 each, 5 foot 8 and 160 pounds. They weren't thin but had very little extra body fat on them. They in fact looked quite athletic. Both were bald and had fine dark hair on their torso and abdomen. Neither of them was wearing glasses so I was able to see their dark brown eyes. The two olive skinned beauties were both sitting cross legged on the bed.

"May I come in" I asked. I'm sure it sounded more like begging than asking. "Alright", said the man nearest to me in a distinctive french accent. "My name is John and this is Roger" he said. "My name is Don" I replied as I entered the room closing the door behind me.

John rose up from his position and dropped the towel that he was covering himself with exposing a flaccid 6 inch cock. I gasped. I dropped my towel and climbed onto the bed. John pulled me to him and wasted no time in planting a firm probing tongue down my throat. I could feel his cock hardening against my stomach. Me, I was hard from the time I walked in the door. I tasted his sweet mouth and ground my pelvis against his. His cock was knocking at the door and I had to answer. I broke away from our embrace and dove onto his cock. WHAT A COCK! I thought. It was easily 8 or 9 inches long, maybe even 10. It is such a rare find that I really had no recollection of anything so long. Fortunately John's cock was not absurdly round. It was a very easy cock to suck and oh what a great cock.

I could see out of the corner of my eye that Roger had moved closer to us and had taken my place exploring the insides of John's mouth. It was a short trip for me to slide the cock in my mouth out far enough so that I could see the package attached to Roger. Great balls of fire, there was another long cock. Where on earth did these two guys come from? I thought they must have been twins or something. Their cocks were as similar as the rest of them.

I slid over to Roger and took his throbbing rod into my mouth. He was still on his knees and raised himself up so that I could get all of him (or as much as I could handle) into my mouth. I began allowing Roger to fuck my mouth while I carressed his balls. Now I was in heaven. Two great cocks and I was horny as hell. The past few days I had been fantasizing about this trip but I could never have imagined such a feast.

I was on my hands and knees still sucking on Roger's cock when John got off the bed and moved behind me. He was going to fuck me with his monster cock! Oh my god I thought. He had lubricant in a tube by the bed and smeared tons more than necessary all over my hole and balls. At this point I stopped sucking and turned around to check to make sure he was using a condom. As horny as I was I still wouldn't have felt comfortable if he went in commando. He assured me he was using a condom and upon checking I could see he was. I let nature take its course and resumed sucking on Roger's cock.

I guess it was the combination of several days anticipation, the absolute beauty of both of these gorgeous men, the sensation and taste of a huge cock in my mouth and the final straw of a cock hitting the inside of my ass that brought me to the brink of orgasm. It was so fast I couldn't contain myself. My position on the bed made my cock hang down from my crotch. The blood in the head of my cock made it feel heavy so that it swung like a pendulum. I could have cum without even touching it. John had barely begun to fuck me when he reached around and grabbed my cock with a free hand. The feeling was astounding. I had barely a second to try to react but I couldn't. I flipped Roger's cock out of my mouth and tried desparately to stop my orgasm. I couldn't. I let fly onto the bed and spasmed violently against John who almost instantly began to cum as well. He made several ah ah ah grunts and then quietened down. It was over as quickly as it started.

I looked at Roger who began to masturbate. Nothing doing I thought. I bent back down and went back to work. Nobody was going to deny me the taste of at least one of these guys. It didn't take long before I was given my reward. Still on his knees, Roger began to buck up and down from his position against my face. When he began to shoot his load into me he made a few wild stabs which I though would squirt out my other end. He had forced his entire cock down my throat which made it hard for me to tell when he came. It shot straight down my throat and I don't think any of it actually went into my mouth. I was left with the sweet taste but nothing more.

I thanked the duo for a wonderful time and reached for my towel. All three of us were well spent and needed a shower. I opened the door and headed for the shower.

It was a 6 person shower and I was in the middle of my routine when John and Roger arrived. They took the places next to me and began their routine. I couldn't believe how good they looked. All of a sudden I was mad at myself for allowing the meeting to end so abruptly. These were the kind of guys that I should have spent hours with. And worst of all, I would probably never see them again.

I love Montreal. Tavern Rocky, the Oasis, L'Angle Noir....... (And if you run into John Levesque, check his pants. If you don't he will ask you to.)

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