After Retirement I Met A Man, And Now We Get It On

I spent 30 years working for a major airline in the purchasing area. After I retired I moved to sunnier climes. I bought a small townhouse in a nice part of town, a couple of blocks from the beach. After moving in I set about getting a routine set up, and part of that was taking a walk along the beach front. There was this other man walking, a bit older and we said hello and stopped to talk and started to walk together.

He was a gay man from Ohio and had moved south for much the same reason. He asked me if I was gay, I said no, but we got along and walked every morning and then went and got coffee and a bun at this diner about a mile away from my townhouse. He lived in an apartment complex and I started having him come around to watch a game. We talked and he filled me in on his life and I filled him in on mine. We talked about being gay and his comment was something about not knocking it till you tried it.

I was over at his place one afternoon, we were pretty good friends by then and he went into the bathroom and didn't close the door, like I said a small apartment and he left the door open and from where I was sitting I could watch him pee. She shook and put his tool away and came back out. I never looked at him the same way after that.

It was getting on the Holidays and he really didn't have anywhere to go and I was going back north to my daughter's place and I invited him to come along. We drove and we had one night to stop and we stayed in Hampton Inn in a two bed room. He got undressed, by undressed I mean he got naked and asked me if it made me uncomfortable. I said no, but I was. It was then that he said something like 'look, we have to stop kidding around'. He got me to take my clothes off and he got on the bed with me and started by holding my cock in his hand and bending down to kiss it and suck on it, telling me from time to time to get his cock in my hand and suck him down hard, he wanted to feel it.

It's not really anything you think about, his cock was hard enough and it felt good in my hand and soon I was sucking his cock and he was sucking mine. He broke it off and said we needed to take a shower so we got in the shower and he had washed me down and had me wash him, to go on and get to know his body, to wash his cock and he washed my cock and he told me to turn around and he washed my ass. And he turned around and told me to wash his ass with my fingers, show him a good time, to bend over and give him a good lick.

Things went south after that, he wanted to fuck and I wasn't so sure about that. He had come prepared and he used some gunk he had in his bag and told me to lay down and put the pillows under my hips so he could go to town. He started by fingering me deep, giving me a prostate massage that caused me to leak into the pillow, then got on top and slowly worked his cock in and I finished leaking into the pillow beneath me.

We slept in separate beds, we are both big men, and the next day we drove to my daughter's and we had a good time. From time to time after we go for our walk, and after having our coffee we sit around and have fun. I'm not saying I've turned coat, all I'm saying is that I get a lot out of sucking his cock and I don't mind at all when he gets the urge to get on. It feels good, better than I would have ever said it would.