My French Visitor

My son called one Sunday, and I could tell he had a question for me. There's that fatherly sense when one of your offspring need something.

"So, what's up, Niles," I asked. "Out with it."

"Am I that obvious?" he asked with a chuckle. "So, you know my friend Noel from Paris?"

"Yes, how's he doing?" I asked, wondering where this was going."

"He's good," Niles replied. "He's actually going to be in Los Angeles for a photo shoot he's doing, and I was wondering if it would be OK if he stayed with you."

"Oh, well ... of course," I answered. "If he doesn't mind sharing a house with your dad."

Niles and I figured out the dates and specifics of Noel's trip to LA, and I was in a frenzy to make sure everything was perfect for his visit. While Niles said Noel was fine staying in a hotel, my son was the one who had mentioned to his friend that he should stay with me.

"I figured you both could use some company since all either of you ever does is work," Niles said.

I was really excited to have someone else in the house for a few days, so I did a lot to get ready for his visit -- new towels for his bathroom, new sheets for the bed. I wanted Noel to feel comfortable and happy that he'd decided to take my son up on the offer.

"You must be Noel," I said shaking his hand as the handsome man appeared at my door. "I'm really sorry that I couldn't pick you up from the airport, but I just go home from a late meeting."

"No problem, Mr. Bennett," Noel said. "I'm very thankful that you invited me to stay."

I invited Noel in, got him some water and took him on the tour of my small but expensive LA pad. I showed him his room, the living area, the gym and the pool.

"This is all very beautiful, Mr. Bennett," he said as we stood outside looking at the pool.

"Please, call me Tyler," I insisted. "Now, how about you put your things away and get comfortable. I'm going to get in a quick workout, if you don't mind."

"Oui, of course, Tyler," Noel said flashing his perfect smile. "I'll get comfortable and maybe lay by the pool?"

"That's great," I smiled back. "There are towels in your room, and I'll be back there working out if you need anything," I said as I left my guest.

I had a great workout as my mind wandered thinking of Noel. The man was beautiful and somewhat flirtatious in the way that only the French are. I finally finished and grabbed a towel and my water as I went to check on Noel. He wasn't in his room, so I headed out to the living area to see if he was watching some TV or reading. I found him out by the pool.

"There you are," I said locking eyes with the smiling man as I noticed he was sunbathing nude.

His body was a perfect male form -- not too many muscles and not an ounce of fat on him from what I could see. His round butt showed off a nice tan line as he smiled and watched me approach.

"How was your workout?" Noel asked in his alluring accent.

"It was great," I said as I took a sip of my water and stood off to the side looking down at him. "How's the sun?" I asked.

"It's delightful, Tyler," he smiled again. "I hope you don't mind, but I only wear a swimsuit when I'm at a hotel."

"Be my guest," I said feeling myself blush a little. "I should do the same more often."

"You are in great shape," Noel said as his eyes checked out my broad shoulders and nice pecs.

"Well, I'm no French model, but I try," I said with a chuckle as it was Noel's turn to blush.

"Why don't you join me for a little vitamin D?" Noel asked before patting the lounge chair next to him. "You can try nude sunbathing now."

Damn, this guy's smile was impossible to resist as he looked innocently up at me. I don't know why, but I didn't want to disappoint my guest, so I put my water down on the cement before spreading my towel across the empty chair. I kicked off my shoes, took off my socks and then looked at Noel.

"Don't be bashful, Tyler," Noel said. "Nudity among men is a very nice thing."

I pulled down my athletic shorts and threw them on top of my shoes before pulling down my jockstrap and adding it to the pile. I looked down at Noel who was openly looking at my cock and balls.

"Doesn't that feel nice?" Noel asked.

"Yes, it feels great," I said as I laid on my stomach mimicking Noel's current position.

We made small talk for a while where Noel told me about growing up in Paris and his modeling career.

"So, no wife and k**s yet?" I asked.

"No, I don't believe that is in the cards for me," Noel answered before turning the question back to me.

"And you are still living alone after all of this time?" he asked referencing the divorce between me and my ex-wife that happened when Niles was in high school.

"No, I like being alone," I answered.

"It suits you well," Noel said before we both smiled at each other. "So how about we take a dip in the pool?"

"That sounds great," I said before standing.

We got in the pool, and both dunked our heads under the water. Noel's hair was now slicked back over his head as it sent a strange feeling through my stomach. We stood looking at each other for a minute.

"What is the matter?" Noel asked.

"Forgive me," I replied. "You're just stunning," I said before wishing I could take it back.

"Thank you, sir," Noel smiled. "You are quite breathtaking yourself."

We both blushed again with awkward silence before I suggested that I should start making dinner.

"Any dietary restrictions?" I asked as I looked his body over.

"As long as I get some protein in my mouth, I'll be a happy man," Noel said as we again stood awkwardly looking at each other.

"Great, then let me go put on some clothes and I'll get started," I said getting out of the pool.

Noel stayed in the water and watched me as I disappeared inside. I immediately stood at the sink in my bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. I admired my body as I thought about how my body had really transformed in the last year with consistent exercise and a healthy diet.

I decided to jump in the shower and give my body a rinse but found myself concentrating on my privates. I'd given myself an enema that morning (something I'd done for years) and showered before work, so I didn't need too much of a clean. I turned off the shower and toweled off as I thought of what I was going to wear.

I settled on a jockstrap again, a pair of khaki shorts and a short-sleeved henley shirt with the buttons open. My upper body looked amazing in the shirt and my modest chest hair peaked out the top.

I made my way to the kitchen passing the closed door to Noel's room and figured he was doing the same. I began to cook some chicken and made a salad before deciding to pour myself a glass of wine.

"Can I have one of those?" I heard behind me as I turned to see Noel standing there in nothing but a pair of linen shorts.

"Of course," I smiled as I grabbed a glass and poured my guest some wine. "I hope you're OK with chicken and salad?"

"Oui, that sounds delicious," he said before raising his glass and waiting for me to do the same. "To our meeting and to your beautiful home," Noel said with his permanent smile.

We both took a sip of our wine before I prepared our plates and we sat at the table to eat.

"This is delicious," Noel said as I watched him cut another piece of chicken.

"Thank you," I said. "I've been getting more into cooking lately."

"That body and you can cook," Noel said giving me a quick look and smile before taking a bite.

We finished dinner and poured another glass of wine before taking a seat in the living room. I turned on the TV and asked Noel what he wanted to watch.

"I don't watch much television," he replied, "unless the porno counts."

I felt myself blush before answering, "I guess that could count."

I quickly thought of what to say next trying not to show how awkward I was about sex.

"What kind of porn do you watch?" I asked again wishing I could take it back.

Noel smiled and took a sip of his wine before answering.

"I'm partial to watching men ... older and younger," he said with a smirk before putting his wine glass on the table. "Perhaps you enjoy the same?"

I was really uncomfortable now -- not because I didn't totally watch gay porn constantly but because I'm a somewhat prude American.

"Sure, let me just pull up some favorites here," I said before pulling out my phone and mirroring it to the TV. "Let's see here ..."

"Oh, that is great," Noel said as he watched the screen. "How about that one?"

I clicked on the movie that he mentioned, and we both quietly watched as the older man (probably a little older than me) opened the door and walked into a living room where a naked younger man was reading a book. I felt Noel's eyes on me and turned to look at him.

"Is this good?" I asked my guest.

"This is great," he smiled before looking back at the TV.

My cock was rock hard in my jock and shorts as I wondered if Noel was hard as well.

"Can we have a bit more wine?" Noel asked.

"Of course," I said jumping up and grabbing our glasses.

My bulge was on full display for Noel as I stood, and I felt his eyes on me as I went to the kitchen to refill our glasses. When I returned, Noel was now naked on the sofa stroking his hard uncut cock.

"I hope this is not too French of me, but I wanted to be in the nude while we watched," he said as if it was completely normal.

"Of course," I said handing him his glass.

"Will you join me?" he asked locking eyes with me again.

"Oh, I ... hmmm, I don't know if ..." Noel sensed my embarrassment and stood putting his wine glass down again.

"Let me help you," he said putting his hand on the waist of my shorts.

He kept eye contact with me as he lowered my shorts, and he pulled them off my feet. He threw the shorts on the ground and stood again looking me in the eyes. His hands grabbed the waistband of my jockstrap as I did the same thing. He heled me take my jock off my feet and instead of adding it to the pile, he put it up to his nose and inhaled deeply while still locking eyes.

"I love the way you smell," he said before looking at my hard cock in front of him.

Noel leaned forward and grabbed my shaft softly.

"May I?" he asked as I quickly nodded yes.

Noel swallowed my big cock and slid it down his throat until his nose was in my pubes. He looked up at me again and I watched as he began giving me a blow job. My fingers massaged his hair as he delicately and masterfully made my cock feel amazing. I looked down to see his rigid boner bobbing with him as he worked on me.

It must have been about five minutes later when he finally let go of my cock and looked up at me.

"Can I eat your ass?" he asked.

For some reason even asking if he could give me a rim job was classy in his French accent.

"Yes," I said as he took my hand and led me to the sofa.

He bent me over and began expertly eating my naturally smooth hole with his whole mouth. I was now moaning as he French kissed my horny hole with his tongue.

"Fuck, that feels good," I moaned as I reached behind me and pulled his head into my ass with force. "Eat daddy's tight hole, boy."

I was no longer shy or worried about being a good host. Noel had lit a fire deep inside me that I hadn't felt in quite some time. I needed his cock in me and begged for him to fuck me.

"Give me that dick, baby," I demanded. "Put that big cock in daddy's hole. Fuck me hard."

Noel stood and put his cock against my hole as I spread my cheeks open for him. He spat on his hand and stroked his cock before doing it again and sliding his saliva over my hole.

"I have lube," I said.

"I want to use my spit to fuck you good, Tyler," he insisted.

A few slow seconds of pushing in and he was now fully inside me as he kissed my back and neck. He slowly began fucking in and out of my dad hole as he explored my body with his hands and mouth.

"Let's move you around," he interrupted. "I want to be able to see you and kiss you while I fuck you."

He pulled out slowly, moved me on the sofa and lifted my legs over his shoulders before sliding back in. He looked at me lovingly as he leaned down and kissed me while he began giving my ass a good pounding. The sound of us fucking echoed across the vaulted room as we connected into one.

"Fuck, you feel so good inside me, baby," I moaned in between kisses.

"You are so incredibly sexy," he said back before making out with me and railing me more.

The men in the porn were loudly fucking as Noel's French cock began to make me moan just as loud. I was in pure ecstasy as he pounded me hard and wrapped a hand around my neck. He softly added pressure as not to actually choke me as his cock slammed my insides. I knew I was going to blow soon and watched him as sweat began to drip from his brow.

"I'm going to give you little French babies," he said in a serious tone as he blew deep inside of me without any other warning.

I could feel his warm jazz deep in me as I stroked my cock furiously and enjoyed the jabbing of his cock on my g-spot. I shot high in the air with my cum landing across my face. His cock was still hitting my spot as my cum collected all over my body and the sofa.

Finally, both done, Noel still continued to lightly fuck my hole.

"That was amazing," he said as his cock finally slipped out.

"That was ..." I couldn't finish my thought before Noel pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me and began softly and sensually kissing me again.

"Shall we have a glass of wine and get our strength before you fuck me?" he asked.

"That sounds like a great idea," I said. "But I have an idea."

"What is this idea?" Noel asked kissing my cheek.

"Maybe we can record a little porno of our own?" I asked.

"I think that is an amazing idea," Noel smiled before kissing me again.