It was the early 90s it was a permanently horny 19yo and for a while there my idea of a fun summer night out involved going to the South Parklands in Adelaide, flashing my bum around at a few guys who took my fancy until I'd settle on one to have some fun with. Or maybe they would settle on me; either way, it was about hooking up with a horny older man for them to get their hard cock inside my insatiable bum.

It was men in their 50s 60s or more that really got me hot for it so when I found one of them they'd take all my attention. And that wasn't difficult. I was fit and promiscuous. And fortunately for me there were a lot of men there in that age range out looking for a willing mouth and bum to put their mature cock in, so for me it was mostly a happy place and I rarely came home empty handed.

That's where I met The Anteater. He was just another older guy a lot like the others, he drove a middle class kind of car, he was just an average looking and acting sort of guy nothing really stood out about him but I liked him and felt comfortable enough to get in the car with him pull down my pants and suck his cock while he fingered my wet gay pussy and his cock just seemed to get bigger and harder as we progressed. I loved his cock it was so fleshy and full. I sucked and lashed my tongue around it and felt it pulse and try not to cum as long as he could. I was sucking on a pole of a cock with a gentle bow to it that then pumped a healthy load quietly and efficiently down my throat. Then he tongue kissed me and we shared his cum. He didn't speak much otherwise but something turned me on about him. Just his everyday man factor, he could've been and was anyone in a crowd. I can't explain precisely why but that kind of man has always appealed to me.

After that initial encounter, a couple of weeks later I saw him again. He was parked quietly under a tree watching me from his car. He had a proposition for me - he had a motel room nearby where we could 'get a bit more serious'. He had his cock out in the front seat gently stroking it. It looked so enticing of course I said yes and jumped in the passenger seat and he drove the car while I played with and then sucked his cock as he drove.

It was one of those banal nondescript budget type 1960s motels. In Adelaide there is a run of them as you approach the city from the hills. All of them are in the drive-up style and at this one the room was at the very back of one of the motel, semi rundown and the sleaze factor going into this room with a man twice my age I'd only known for one brief encounter was pretty high. I must admit it turned me off and on in equal measure. I was unsure but excited at the same time. He locked the door behind us and threw his jacket on the bed. It was a warm night. I stripped completely naked. We kissed as there was a degree of frenzy as he was all over me and this fingers were inside me. I wanted him so bad. I groaned and squatted onto his fingers to show him I was super keen.

I felt vulnerable and so sexy all naked with him dressed. We barely spoke. He sucked my comparatively modest but very erect cock as I took his excruciatingly hard mature penis out of his chino type pants and there in the bare-bulb light for the first time I delighted in the full view of this man's fuck tool. It wasn't huge in length but it was thick and bowed up and arched forward with a lovely one-eyed bow all colour coded pale beige-brown. I couldn't help but think it looked just like an anteater. The idea was embedded in my mind and the name stuck. And I just wanted that hard mature cock buried balls deep in my hungry little arsehole!

I was nude and he was still dressed with his cock just poking out of his pants as we spooned on the bed and his cock poked around my hole looking for a way in. He was slightly clumsy as he tried to get aligned to enter me and I moaned with genuine delight as he pushed that hard mature penis right into my super hot gay cunt and his balls buffed up against my cheeks as he fettered my hole and I clutched and protested at his size and sudden entrance, both of us trying all the while not to instantly cum.

And then he fucked me. He run that raw cock into me and I flopped around under his grip. He locked his arms around my waist to hold me back onto his dick and prevent me moving away. I was so full of cock and I just remember how satisfying it was to be totally imapled and my silky insides all occupied by his mature penis. That was how I wanted it to be with any man, it always felt so natural and so good. My happy place!

I knew he was a bit kinky but now he was just about destroying my arsehole from the start with that dick that was bigger inside me than it had looked outside. He just fucked me as I thrashed around against him slightly concerned he was going to tear me apart, but desperately wanting him too at the same time. I wailed and ground my hips back against him and it was just a hot mess of proper sweaty gay anal sex and him kissing me from behind as he opened me up and quickly brought out the slut in me.

I wanted him to push me. It felt like he recognised I was one of those guys who just needed to be on the edge. I sucked that beautifully arse-dipped cock fresh from my hole and that big bowed cock looked so incredibly good all glazed and shiny with spit and cooze as I mounted him and rode his dick with my hard cock bouncing around and him pinching hard at my nipples and pulling my balls. I spread my cheeks I just wanted all of his meat in me and he obliged so deep I could feel it pushing into my bowels and my balls were twitching with the desire to unload. But I held on and he spun me around and fucked me doggy style. And that was all piggy and dirty and slutty and superb.

I have a tendency to lose myself if I'm really horny and my arse was just burning and I was loving this mans bowed cock just pushing the right buttons inside my gay cunt. I said something like 'I want your sperm in me' and he said nothing but acknowledged by upping the pace, sweat covering us both as he remained partly clothed and me his enthusiastic protege stuffed full of mature dick and writhing in pleasure on it as he impaled me. Then he efficiently and timely delivered a full load with a guttural groan deep inside my hot stretched aching cunt as I so badly needed him to do. It was the culmination of about 20 minutes of passionate furious anal sex and that big mature cock just sat thick in the bowels of my fuckship spitting out another pump and another at random post orgasm, as he twitched and mumbled something about how much he needed to do that. And I need him to do that too.

Then it was my turn. I sucked that mans penis clean tasting our sex and showing off my commitment, and got my tongue between his cheeks to lick the sweet salty sweat off his bum crack and out of his hairy mature anus. Eating a sexy older mans arsehole is such a turn on for me, knowing how much most men enjoy it, and I stroked my cock as I felt the gape in my own battered arsehole leaking cum and yawning open enough that when I put my hand around I just slid most of my hand inside and pretty much fisted myself with all that sperm as lube.

I rubbed his cum from my arse over my face and licked it up. I just wanted to taste all of him and him to own my holes. And then I let go and cum into my hand and rubbed that up into my arsehole too so we shared my slutty hole. Feeling both our cum in my loved-up shitpussy and then tasting it both. I was slightly lost again in it all and as was typical of me at that time, I was immediately ready for more, insatiable for more cock and cum with a gaping hole needing a cock inside like it should never have left me.

So we just hung out for a while. I showered. He went down the road and bought a six pack and some snacks. I spent maybe an hour putting on a bit of an anal show with my fingers for him. And rimming with my tongue all inside him and sucking the flavours of his lovely mature arsehole and mouthing away at his cock to get him ready to go again. It was exactly what I wanted, all this attention from this mature sexy everyday type man that I craved. And to give him something from em the gift of a willing hole and a hot clean pussy for him to use as he wished. I promised him my arsehole anytime he wanted it. We lazed away an hour or so more watching tv and drinking beer and then he fucked me again and gave me another load into my brownie box to keep me satisfied at least for that night. Another load on top of the first one and my own sperm in there so we were a perfect blend. That big bowed cock just perfection for my hole it makes my legs shake just typing about it now.

Then we did it all again another 4 or 5 times in the next few months. I guess we became regulars. I would go to the parklands just to find him. And just as he had appeared and become an obsession of mine for a while there, he just as rapidly disappeared. A fond memory of a simpler time.