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Straight Male / 70
I Got Lucky, I Hope I Get Lucky Again
I turned 70 during the long dark Covid night. During the ordeal I researched what men do when their wives sign off, and avoid sex, substituting their duty for religion. She found a new relationship with Jesus, and I'm out in ten cold. I have fantasies of a 22 year old front desk clerk at the Hyatt, or how about my doctor's newly minted nurse. Fantasies.
I tripped across this site, and found it's more common than I thought for men to seek out pleasure from another man. I especially liked those stranger hookups, one in particular in an RV at a rest stop in Florida. The more I read the more I thought, this could be me. Get a blowjob on my drive down to our condo in Clearwater, Florida. I flew my wife down at the beginning of May, routed myself down via 77 to 95. Driving alone, I took my time.
Outside of Charlotte I stopped at a motel, got a room at the back. Went across the street to the Chinese restaurant, took my tablet with me and researched gay bars. I ordered and waited on my food. The waiter, an thirtyish Chinese guy served me water, and put a note on the table. His note was to the point, he saw me looking at gay sights. He signed Cecil with a cell number.
When he served my food he told me he got off at nine, and he needed a ride. I ate my dinner, left cash with a nice tip, and wrote Buick on the bill. At a quarter to nine I returned to the strip mall. I saw him come out, he was dressed in slacks and a polo shirt. He walked passed my car and dropped a piece of paper as he walked by. It took me a moment before I figured out the paper was for me. Around back, past the dumpster enclosure away from the light.
He got in and slid down, he was ok with the motel. He made it clear that he needed fifty for a bj, 100 if I wanted to fuck him, 200 for the night. We went to an ATM to withdraw some cash. At the motel, he asked to see what I had, asked if I could get it up, if I could cum. He wanted to see the money. I opened and dropped my pants and he worked on giving me a blowjob. I attribute it to nervousness but I couldn't get it hard.
He worked on it, got me to relax, took his cock out and had me hold it, work it up into an erection, had me suck on his dick and that gave me an erection. His hands worked my dick, It took a while but he got me to cum. I gave him sixty and drove him to a corner and he got out.
I am driving back to Cleveland at the end of the month for a couple of weeks. Maybe I'll get lucky again.
I tripped across this site, and found it's more common than I thought for men to seek out pleasure from another man. I especially liked those stranger hookups, one in particular in an RV at a rest stop in Florida. The more I read the more I thought, this could be me. Get a blowjob on my drive down to our condo in Clearwater, Florida. I flew my wife down at the beginning of May, routed myself down via 77 to 95. Driving alone, I took my time.
Outside of Charlotte I stopped at a motel, got a room at the back. Went across the street to the Chinese restaurant, took my tablet with me and researched gay bars. I ordered and waited on my food. The waiter, an thirtyish Chinese guy served me water, and put a note on the table. His note was to the point, he saw me looking at gay sights. He signed Cecil with a cell number.
When he served my food he told me he got off at nine, and he needed a ride. I ate my dinner, left cash with a nice tip, and wrote Buick on the bill. At a quarter to nine I returned to the strip mall. I saw him come out, he was dressed in slacks and a polo shirt. He walked passed my car and dropped a piece of paper as he walked by. It took me a moment before I figured out the paper was for me. Around back, past the dumpster enclosure away from the light.
He got in and slid down, he was ok with the motel. He made it clear that he needed fifty for a bj, 100 if I wanted to fuck him, 200 for the night. We went to an ATM to withdraw some cash. At the motel, he asked to see what I had, asked if I could get it up, if I could cum. He wanted to see the money. I opened and dropped my pants and he worked on giving me a blowjob. I attribute it to nervousness but I couldn't get it hard.
He worked on it, got me to relax, took his cock out and had me hold it, work it up into an erection, had me suck on his dick and that gave me an erection. His hands worked my dick, It took a while but he got me to cum. I gave him sixty and drove him to a corner and he got out.
I am driving back to Cleveland at the end of the month for a couple of weeks. Maybe I'll get lucky again.
