Bi-Sexual Male / 42
Finding A Friend And A New View On Life When I Needed One
Another chapter in my life. I am 55, I got laid off las July and haven't managed to land a full time job. I do consulting but not that much and have had to move out of my house into a small apartment complex near the University. I wasn't aware that a couple of blocks over was the edge of the gay neighborhood.
At first I ignored it and didn't go close. But after six months I started going there because of the restaurants and since I am alone I needed places where I could eat and be left alone. At this one place, a sort of Italian place I started frequenting the waiter got friendly and we started to talk. His name is Alfredo and says he is a transplant from New York. We talked between service and one night he left a phone number on the check, with a note 'after 11 p.m.' when he got off.
I took the check with me, paid of course but kept the piece of paper and after 11 I called him and we chatted on the phone. He told me that if I needed company to come over. He lives is a second story room in a duplex with two other guys. He got a couple of beers and we went to his room, he sat on the bed and I sat on the lonely chair and we talked. He lost his boyfriend some months back to a 'younger man' and I lost my wife because she walked out. He told me he liked me and figured I needed company and if I wanted to spend the night with him I could.
There was not pressure, not outward pressure. He got undressed and laid back on his bed totally naked and told me to come lay beside him. He knew I had never gone there before and he would take his time getting me comfortable but for that I needed to take my clothes off and come lay beside him. As soon as I did he grabbed my penis in his hand and told me to relax, gay sex is all about the penis so I needed to take his penis in my hand and get used to the idea. He sucked my penis and asked me to correspond. He ran his hands across my body, chest, thighs, up between my legs and asked if I wanted to kiss.
He was very slow and methodical, the difference between knowing and not knowing. He grew an erection and between sucking on my penis and handling it he got me into an erection. He asked me what I wanted to do, he was flexible and he got out a condom and bottle of lube and told me if I wanted we could go that way, either way was fine with him. We spend the better part of thirty minutes just holding and sucking on our penises. The more I did the easier it became. Until he started to finger me and offering to give me the ride of my life. The first time, he said, is the moment you will never forget.
Maybe it's my nature, I was ready to agree and it was, as he said, a moment you will never forget. Alfredo lost his job during the pandemic and I had him move in with me. He takes care of things, and we get along fine. I work and cover the bills and he writes and looks after things at the apartment. At night, when the lights are off and the moon is up he maneuvers on top of me and he treats me to a ride I can't resist. I am afraid to admit that I not only enjoy it, I look forward to it. When I see his penis, when his penis is erect it is all I can think about.
At first I ignored it and didn't go close. But after six months I started going there because of the restaurants and since I am alone I needed places where I could eat and be left alone. At this one place, a sort of Italian place I started frequenting the waiter got friendly and we started to talk. His name is Alfredo and says he is a transplant from New York. We talked between service and one night he left a phone number on the check, with a note 'after 11 p.m.' when he got off.
I took the check with me, paid of course but kept the piece of paper and after 11 I called him and we chatted on the phone. He told me that if I needed company to come over. He lives is a second story room in a duplex with two other guys. He got a couple of beers and we went to his room, he sat on the bed and I sat on the lonely chair and we talked. He lost his boyfriend some months back to a 'younger man' and I lost my wife because she walked out. He told me he liked me and figured I needed company and if I wanted to spend the night with him I could.
There was not pressure, not outward pressure. He got undressed and laid back on his bed totally naked and told me to come lay beside him. He knew I had never gone there before and he would take his time getting me comfortable but for that I needed to take my clothes off and come lay beside him. As soon as I did he grabbed my penis in his hand and told me to relax, gay sex is all about the penis so I needed to take his penis in my hand and get used to the idea. He sucked my penis and asked me to correspond. He ran his hands across my body, chest, thighs, up between my legs and asked if I wanted to kiss.
He was very slow and methodical, the difference between knowing and not knowing. He grew an erection and between sucking on my penis and handling it he got me into an erection. He asked me what I wanted to do, he was flexible and he got out a condom and bottle of lube and told me if I wanted we could go that way, either way was fine with him. We spend the better part of thirty minutes just holding and sucking on our penises. The more I did the easier it became. Until he started to finger me and offering to give me the ride of my life. The first time, he said, is the moment you will never forget.
Maybe it's my nature, I was ready to agree and it was, as he said, a moment you will never forget. Alfredo lost his job during the pandemic and I had him move in with me. He takes care of things, and we get along fine. I work and cover the bills and he writes and looks after things at the apartment. At night, when the lights are off and the moon is up he maneuvers on top of me and he treats me to a ride I can't resist. I am afraid to admit that I not only enjoy it, I look forward to it. When I see his penis, when his penis is erect it is all I can think about.
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