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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 58
No Longer On Zoom, I Meet With My Lover In Person
As a 55 divorced man I had moved into a complex in the singles part of town. I left my job of 30 years to strike it out on my own doing freelance personal finance consulting to high net worth clients. I was doing OK, but then COVID hit and everything got shut down. Overnight I was left without income. I tried to get a Zoom business going but my client base was personal, high net worth trust fund young adults with little for brains and a penchant for spending.
Using the internet I got a call from a prospective client, 45 and single. He had an international business and he was struggling with the COVID effect. How to preserve cash and survive to fight another day, and have cash to pay me. We became Zoom friends and the engagement grew to include his personal life. Although single, he was technically married, and I helped him plan a route to get divorced legally. We talked about anything and everything and some of our sessions lasted several hours. Enough so that I asked him to come over.
It was June and he showed up at my apartment in shorts and ratty tshirt. No sox, old tennis shoes. Unshaven for a few days. I quite the opposite was clean shaven and in pressed chinos and button down short sleeve shirt. The difference in age seemed to be greater, my 55 and his 45 seemed to not quite cut it.
But we now had met in person. We sat in my living room, and talked. What led to him getting married. Well she was from Colombia and he helped her get a visa, that was 17 years ago. No they never lived together. Never had sex. No children. He confessed he was gay and it was a favor. He told me about how he lost his inheritance on a bad investment in property in Costa Rica. He got swindled, much like people get swindled by time share salesmen. Bought a property under construction, eager to get the discount for paying before delivery. He transferred the bulk of his inheritance in cash to their bank account. He never saw the money again, and the salesman disappeared, there was no such business. I asked him what led him to do that? The salesman was so cute, so affectionate, they made love in the moonlight. And he go swindled.
By then we were deep into making it personal. I invited him into the kitchen while I heated up the soup I had made, and fixed some BLT sandwiches. I had Iced Tea and we sat at the table. He asked me if I had ever been in love, or had I lusted for someone. Who hasn't? Had I ever thought about turning over a new leaf, would I consider lusting with a gay man? Because he lusted, since he first met me on Zoom. He was interested in getting down and personal, physical, and what he saw live was worth a whole lot more than what he saw on Zoom. I was taken aback, didn't know how to reply. Sorry, I don't swing that way? Sorry, I'm not gay? Sorry, why did I invited you to come over? Because I had been thinking, what would it be like to kiss a man?
The long and short of it is that I him and hawed and he pressed and I walked it back and he put his arm on my shoulder while I was washing up the dishes, he said that a kiss is the way to start, and we kissed at the sink in the kitchen. It wasn't disgusting, it wasn't like anything I had experienced. My wife and I never kissed and now I was kissing.
He was out of his shorts and his dirty shoes tossed away and his shorts hung low on his hips and he said he wanted me to reach in his shorts and pull out his penis and show him some penis love with my eyes closed. He heled me unbuckle my belt, lower my zipper, step out of my shoes, lower my pants, sit on the bed and take them off, me in my shorts, he in his, mine ironed and pressed, did he even wash his underwear? I reached into his fly, and touched his penis, and I was soon making love to his penis with my eyes closed. He had a penis, a real penis, hard and bit enough that my fist wasn't enough for it, I made love to his penis while he held his hand on the top of my head.
Naked on the bed, a lot of kissing and touching, he said he had the urge to fuck me. Was I open to it. We started uncomfortably, me on my knees, and elbows, he behind me. But it collapsed and he was on my back and he achieved insertion. Every little millimeter felt like a garden hose in me. But all is well that ends well, he came and I felt his pleasure as he released his cum in me.
It's not COVID, I'm gay. What can I say.
Using the internet I got a call from a prospective client, 45 and single. He had an international business and he was struggling with the COVID effect. How to preserve cash and survive to fight another day, and have cash to pay me. We became Zoom friends and the engagement grew to include his personal life. Although single, he was technically married, and I helped him plan a route to get divorced legally. We talked about anything and everything and some of our sessions lasted several hours. Enough so that I asked him to come over.
It was June and he showed up at my apartment in shorts and ratty tshirt. No sox, old tennis shoes. Unshaven for a few days. I quite the opposite was clean shaven and in pressed chinos and button down short sleeve shirt. The difference in age seemed to be greater, my 55 and his 45 seemed to not quite cut it.
But we now had met in person. We sat in my living room, and talked. What led to him getting married. Well she was from Colombia and he helped her get a visa, that was 17 years ago. No they never lived together. Never had sex. No children. He confessed he was gay and it was a favor. He told me about how he lost his inheritance on a bad investment in property in Costa Rica. He got swindled, much like people get swindled by time share salesmen. Bought a property under construction, eager to get the discount for paying before delivery. He transferred the bulk of his inheritance in cash to their bank account. He never saw the money again, and the salesman disappeared, there was no such business. I asked him what led him to do that? The salesman was so cute, so affectionate, they made love in the moonlight. And he go swindled.
By then we were deep into making it personal. I invited him into the kitchen while I heated up the soup I had made, and fixed some BLT sandwiches. I had Iced Tea and we sat at the table. He asked me if I had ever been in love, or had I lusted for someone. Who hasn't? Had I ever thought about turning over a new leaf, would I consider lusting with a gay man? Because he lusted, since he first met me on Zoom. He was interested in getting down and personal, physical, and what he saw live was worth a whole lot more than what he saw on Zoom. I was taken aback, didn't know how to reply. Sorry, I don't swing that way? Sorry, I'm not gay? Sorry, why did I invited you to come over? Because I had been thinking, what would it be like to kiss a man?
The long and short of it is that I him and hawed and he pressed and I walked it back and he put his arm on my shoulder while I was washing up the dishes, he said that a kiss is the way to start, and we kissed at the sink in the kitchen. It wasn't disgusting, it wasn't like anything I had experienced. My wife and I never kissed and now I was kissing.
He was out of his shorts and his dirty shoes tossed away and his shorts hung low on his hips and he said he wanted me to reach in his shorts and pull out his penis and show him some penis love with my eyes closed. He heled me unbuckle my belt, lower my zipper, step out of my shoes, lower my pants, sit on the bed and take them off, me in my shorts, he in his, mine ironed and pressed, did he even wash his underwear? I reached into his fly, and touched his penis, and I was soon making love to his penis with my eyes closed. He had a penis, a real penis, hard and bit enough that my fist wasn't enough for it, I made love to his penis while he held his hand on the top of my head.
Naked on the bed, a lot of kissing and touching, he said he had the urge to fuck me. Was I open to it. We started uncomfortably, me on my knees, and elbows, he behind me. But it collapsed and he was on my back and he achieved insertion. Every little millimeter felt like a garden hose in me. But all is well that ends well, he came and I felt his pleasure as he released his cum in me.
It's not COVID, I'm gay. What can I say.
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