Charity Has Also Got To Begin With Yourself.

We met at the charity shop he was working in at the time. I'd taken in some stuff we were donating and he was about to close up.
When I asked if they were taking donations, he replied "If it's large, bring it to my rear door. I'll take it in there, if you're offering".
Even though I'd never had gay sex up to that point in my life, I knew what he was offering and given only hours before my wife and I had had a fall out became she didn't want sex, again, that morning, my cock definitely wanted someone to fuck.

I'm fifty three, not a bad looking guy, in great shape and I have a big cock to go with an even larger libido. So I knew the moment he made the offer, I wanted to at least let him suck me off.
He opened the back door to the shop and took the two box loads of donations. That's when it was my turn to make a sexual insinuation.
When he bent down with the second box, placing it on the floor, I simply held his arse and rubbed his crack through his shorts.

It didn't even feel strange to me, nor did it when he quickly dropped down, took out my dick and kneeling in from of me began giving me a blow job.
We'd only met five minutes before and there I was having my cock sucked by a twenty nine year old gay man. And he was absolutely awesome at sucking cock.
He was so good, that within minutes I was fucking his mouth while holding his head, and I couldn't have cared less that he had a cock between his legs. In fact as my experience of his oral g*fts grew, I wanted to fuck him.
Letting him know I wanted to have my first male fuck, he couldn't have been more excited. Locking the rear door to the shop. He quickly went through to the shop itself, turned off the lights and returned closing the dividing door. Picking up a small bag, he asked me if I was sure as I stroked my cock. As I replied, he began taking off his clothes and passed me a condom. At the same time he smeared his arsehole with lube and told me this "I love it rough. Fuck me as hard as you want".
Leaning him over an old brown wooden chair, I looked at his arse and just knew I was going to enjoy fucking him.

That first feeling and sight of my cock sliding up a guys arsehole, was utterly perfect. I couldn't have chosen a more willing and receptive guy to break my gay duck. And once my cock eventually bottomed out up his shit pipe he turned his head and told me to "Fucking give it to me".
That was the best five to ten minute fuck I'd ever had. Every thrust was deep inside of his arse and he was able to take it. I fucked him as roughly and without care to his needs as I wanted. It truly was a wonderfully beautiful experience and when I came filling the condom deep up his arsehole, he pulled off my dick, removed the condom and then sucked in my cock again as he furiously wanked himself.
It didn't take him long to cum all over the tiled floor and when he'd stopped, I lifted him up and did something which to me, sealed my new found love of gay sex. I kissed him with passion and he returned my kiss.
Stood holding his bare arse cheeks, swapping tongues, in my head I knew I was going to fuck him again.

When I got home fifteen minutes later, my wife told me I was too focused on aex, wanting to fuck her once a week. It was her comment that sealed my desire to see my charity shop guy again.
And see him I have.

Three days later I went back to his flat during his lunch break and fucked him in his shower. I fucked him again that evening too in my car, and that's when he gave me an offer.
Two years on, myself and Lee are living together. We fuck nearly every day and if it's not his mouth and arsehole I'm enjoying, it's another younger man we both enjoy having sex with.

My divorce will finalise shortly and I'm such a more relaxed and happy man these days. Both of my daughters obviously know about my new life and are happy for me. In fact they've both recently been away on holiday with Lee and myself.
To them I'm still dad, and to Lee I'm his 'Daddy'.