On The Train

First let me say I am 63 and divorced. I live alone and the kids are grown and on their own. I have a friend who lives in California and for years wanted me to come out to visit. I'm retired so I decided to take the train from Cleveland to Los Angles, It's a two day journey. After my divorce I got tired of the dating scene and I'll admit I started to become curious about men. It actually started here reading gay stories to watching videos of men my age having sex with one another. At the terminal in Cleveland I met another man going to L.A, and we quickly became friends. He was a classy gentleman to say the least and when we met for afternoon drinks or dinner it was always with a hug. I'm going to get right to it, I started to like the feel of him with his arms around me and I could tell he did as well! After chatting and enjoying the view all day we had dinner together and I invited him to my cabin later for a drink and he accepted. Long story short we met and after a few drinks we were sitting close to one another and we began kissing! I don't know what came over me but at that moment I wanted him in the worst way. He took my hand an put it on his cock and I was squeezing and rubbing it and the next think I know I'm watching him stand and take off his pants and underwear. I sat on the edge of the chair as he moved closer and I found myself with my mouth wide open and his strong hands on my head as He guided his big cock between my lips. The feeling was everything I expected and in an instant he was slowly fucking my mouth. I had finally lived out what was once only a fantasy. He handed me a towel and when he started to cum he pulled out and shot on the towel and not in my mouth, I was almost sorry he did, That was the first night on the train!