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Bi-Sexual Male / 56
Retired, Disabled And Alone. I Met A New Secret Friend
Foll8wing a work related accident, and months of rehab, I chose to take disability and retire. Life away from work was lonely, most all of my friends are guys I worked with at the refinery. But these many months and their work life and families means we remain FB or text friends. My disability prevents me from working at my job but it's benign enough to live a measured non strenuous life. No hunting, fishing, camping. I'm an outdoor enthusiast, or was.
Last fall when everyone was staying home I went into depression, staying at home. The outside world was a computer screen. I spent days without showering, keeping my place clean, shaving. I became a sort of recluse. But the computer opened up another world, a world I had never been to. I became addicted to porn, the nastier the better, the more deviant sites provided the videos to jerk off to. And that's when I started trolling gay sites, forums, I invented a profile and frequented gay chats.
That is where I 'met' Carlos from Sacramento. We met regularly, discussions about gay sex, my profile was for a younger much more active man, basically me at 35. His profile was an outdoorsman, mid thirties, hiker, rock climbing, and on email he shared a photo, I sent a photo of my younger self, my face obscured. Following several weeks he said he was interested in meeting, he would drive down to San Diego.
I reluctantly agreed, we agreed on the date, time and place, he would wear a shirt with a specific logo. I agreed describing a color specific shirt and jeans. At the place I saw him, a nice looking man, young, virile, healthy. I froze, I had to tell him I lied. But I built up my valor and went in and met him. The ling story short is he was not surprised, he had pieced together from that I had be older than I pretended, and the picture I sent him had the metadata attached to it, rookie mistake.
He was intense, he wanted something physical, we went to my apartment which I had cleaned up, he got physical and drove me to my knees. All those videos served me fir this one time, I gave him my best imitation of a blowjob, he gave me the real thing. He didn't drive all this way to go home without deflowering my asshole. And that's where I am, I've driven to Sacramento, he's come back to Sand Diego. Now when I watch porn, I know what I'm seeing.
Last fall when everyone was staying home I went into depression, staying at home. The outside world was a computer screen. I spent days without showering, keeping my place clean, shaving. I became a sort of recluse. But the computer opened up another world, a world I had never been to. I became addicted to porn, the nastier the better, the more deviant sites provided the videos to jerk off to. And that's when I started trolling gay sites, forums, I invented a profile and frequented gay chats.
That is where I 'met' Carlos from Sacramento. We met regularly, discussions about gay sex, my profile was for a younger much more active man, basically me at 35. His profile was an outdoorsman, mid thirties, hiker, rock climbing, and on email he shared a photo, I sent a photo of my younger self, my face obscured. Following several weeks he said he was interested in meeting, he would drive down to San Diego.
I reluctantly agreed, we agreed on the date, time and place, he would wear a shirt with a specific logo. I agreed describing a color specific shirt and jeans. At the place I saw him, a nice looking man, young, virile, healthy. I froze, I had to tell him I lied. But I built up my valor and went in and met him. The ling story short is he was not surprised, he had pieced together from that I had be older than I pretended, and the picture I sent him had the metadata attached to it, rookie mistake.
He was intense, he wanted something physical, we went to my apartment which I had cleaned up, he got physical and drove me to my knees. All those videos served me fir this one time, I gave him my best imitation of a blowjob, he gave me the real thing. He didn't drive all this way to go home without deflowering my asshole. And that's where I am, I've driven to Sacramento, he's come back to Sand Diego. Now when I watch porn, I know what I'm seeing.
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