In 2004, sixty-year-old Thomas, freshly divorced and restless, lingered at the edge of a crowded gallery party when twenty-eight-year-old Marcus approached with a wry grin. "You look like you've survived a few decades of bad decisions," Marcus quipped, his eyes sparkling with challenge. Thomas chuckled, matching the younger man's wit. "And you look like you're just starting your collection. Care to compare notes over something stronger?" The banter flowed sharp and electric as they left together, heading to Thomas's apartment. Once inside, the air thickened with tension; Marcus pressed close, murmuring, "I've been horny since you smiled at me." Thomas's hands roamed, finding Marcus hard and ready, their clothes shedding in a rush of sweating skin. Marcus dropped to his knees for a teasing blowjob, tongue tracing Thomas's cock until it stood rigid, then turned to offer his ass, dripping wet with anticipation. "Fuck me like you mean it," Marcus demanded, strong and unyielding, as Thomas thrust deep into his tight pussy, both men panting and groaning. They moved together fiercely until Thomas came hard, cum spilling as Marcus followed, bodies slick and spent. Collapsing in a heap, the older man traced Marcus's jaw with a satisfied smirk. "That was just the warm-up, wasn't it?" Marcus replied with a knowing laugh. The night had only begun to unravel what they both craved next.
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