I Tried It, I Liked It, I'm Open To Trying It One More Time

My wife has this group of 'girls' and they went on a cruise to celebrate the fiftieth birthday of a couple of them. Leaving me at home alone for a week. For a long time now, starting with the long dark days of being locked in at home, I have visited websites of older men looking to meet up with other like minded older men. I got up the never and contacted one of the men who said he was traveling to our town on business.

He agreed to meet up, we selected a restaurant, agreed to sit at the bar and I would be wearing a bright orange shirt. He said he would be there in shorts and tank top. He was in very good physical condition, hence the tank top, tattooed from his days in the Navy, and some fresher ones, owned a small gallery in San Francisco, specializing in gay art. He was smaller than me by thirty pounds and several inches. We talked and he said he wanted to get it on so we went to my house and he showed me how to do it. He told me he liked breaking in old men and I fit the bill. By the time he left I was no longer an anal virgin or a virgin to sucking dick or anything else for that matter.

That one afternoon was the most sex I've had in years. Being the playmate to this man was anew experience, I found out what top and bottom mean, and he was top and I wasn't.

A few months later I had a chance to travel to San Francisco. I remembered the name of his gallery and I went by to see what he had for sale. He wasn't there but his art, both paintings, sketches and some sculptures were definitely gay material. I liked a few things, but not enough to buy them. Plus where would I display this stuff, but I would like to have it, maybe behind my shirts in the closet.

That's the sum of it. If I have another adventure, I will let you know. I mean, I have to talk about it with someone, and my wife isn't the one. I'm encouraging her to go on another cruise with her girlfriends.