That night I was working late and called a friend who lived in the neighborhood and asked for a recommendation. I went to this home style cooking restaurant and as I was alone elected to sit at the counter. A guy, pretty much my age, came and sat beside me and we struck up a conversation. He was an ex cop and he working as a manager for a hardware/home appliance store in the neighborhood. The conversation went on and on and even after we had finished with our coffee we kept talking.

He said he lived in the neighborhood and asked me over for a drink. His townhouse was a quick walk. He lived alone and his house was neatly decorated, with a large entertainment center. He served us both a whisky and we sat down to continue our conversation. Eventually we got to family, and he told me he had been married for many years, but that the marriage had not worked out, I confessed to the same, he did not have children, whereas I have two. He said he just realized that a woman wasn't for him. He said, look I am gay, I just never wanted to admit it to myself, especially when I was a cop. He continued and asked if it bothered me, I told him it didn't, I was passed most of that stuff.

We went out on the porch and he walked me around showing me his place, the work that he had done on the deck, then walked me around and showed me his house, his guest room which was used mostly by his niece when she came to town, and his room, a large master, with a king size bed, a sitting chair and television, masculine but very well done. He had some pictures of his ex wife, they were still friends, of his niece a very nice looking girl. I told him from the outside looking it I would never have guessed he was gay.

He said he was gay, and he went to his phone and pulled up a picture of him sucking on a cock. He said he kept it, because it was the first time he got brave enough to suck a cock, another cop, and brave enough to have a picture taken of him sucking a cock. It was his way of coming out. He went on to say that I was liberating as hell to be able to do what he had wanted to do for a very long time, since he was in the service after high school, just suck a cock, enjoy it, and get your picture taken with a cock in your mouth.

The picture, seeing him right there sitting beside me on the bed, with a cock in his mouth made me feel strange, when he said forgive me, I am going to kiss you, and I felt his hand on the side of my face and his lips on mine. I feel back on the bed from his weight on me, and I tried to resist this, but he said for me to give in, go with it, and he kissed me while he worked his hand on my cock. I started to get an erection, which he held tight in his hand, and he told me to lay back while he undid my pants and he was sucking my cock. After a few moments, maybe a couple of minutes, he came up and told me I had a great cock, but to have fun the right way we should go take a shower and make sure we were clean as a whistle, he would wash me down and I would wash him down.

The shower stall was big, double wide, with two shower heads, he said he built it that way because one of the best times was getting together in the shower and two men needed more room. He soaped me and soaped my cock and washed me and told me to turn around and he washed me up my backside, he said just in case a tongue got lose. Then he gave me the soap and I grabbed his cock and my knees got weak, and I spent way too much time on his cock, he was half erect and I didn't want to let it go, he kissed me again while I was holding his cock, he turned around on me and told me to wash him up good, real good because he wanted me to try it, to give him a good ass licking. He bent over with his hands against the wall and threw a towel on the shower floor and told me to get down on my lick his ass.

I was no longer able to decide what I thought I should do, my tongue on his wet asshole, sucking on his wet asshole, it was like the darkest thing I had ever done, but I was overcome with a hunger I couldn't stop, he told me to get my hand under him and grab his cock and yank him hard until he was totally erect, and he turned and gave it to me to suck. The feeling of his cock in my mouth, his strong hand on my head, his trusts, him telling me he was going to enjoy fucking me, my eyes were watered, I had never hungered for something, I wanted to lick his asshole again, but he stopped me and said we were going to get some fucking first, then I could lick his asshole again.

In the bedroom, he threw a towel on the bed, and half dry from the shower he told me to lay back on the towel, and raise my legs, he held this gel in his fingers and he ran two fingers up into my asshole, he bend down and sucked on my cock for a moment, then put his cock up against my asshole and he pushed it in and started a slow rhythmic, fuck. From time to time, he would bend over and I lifted my head for a kiss, and then he fell almost completely on me and he released all his energy until he slipped out and fell on his knees in front of the bed.

After a while, time seemed to stand still, he got up and suggested we go shower again, he took the towel and wrapped it into a ball, and dropped it in the hamper as we got back into a very hot shower and just relaxed.

I spent the night with him, and we had suck off in the morning shower, and at breakfast I asked him how he knew that I would be interested. His answer took me by surprise, he said he saw himself in me, a man that wanted a cock in his mouth. I didn't know that, but he is right, I really do like having his cock in my mouth, he says I am a natural, and he us surprised that I had never sucked a cock before. Could be, but it is his cock I suck, I don't know that I would be comfortable just sucking some cock off the street.