Healing

This past winter I was dumped by my girlfriend and turned 30.The ending of the relationship took me by surprise and I was really down so my birthday was not much of a celebration. As I work remotely from home I felt a bit isolated socially so began going to a local Cafe for my morning coffee break just to be around people. This became a regular routine.As a single guy I noticed the women going there but was not confident to make any approach as I was still healing.

As the weather got warmer in the spring I began having my coffee at a table outside. One morning this rather plain looking balding fellow was having a cigarette and his coffee at a nearby table. I smoked occasionally and got the urge to smoke and bummed a cigarette off him. He and I started chatting and he invited me to join him at his table. He was easy to talk to and I ended up revealing being single again at 30 and all that entailed. He was sympathetic and listened intently. He told me he was 48 and a janitor who cleaned offices at night having his coffee here before going home.

During the week I started seeing him at the Cafe at an outside table regularly and joined him for coffee and a smoke. It became an enjoyable routine. It had been a couple months of these coffee encounters when one morning he told me he did not feel like going to bed right away and why didn't we go for a walk somewhere. I didn't have to work that day so said sure. He suggested we walk along the river nearby and there was a nice spot with a bench to relax.

We walked there in like 20 minutes and sat at the bench. There was no one else around. He lit up a cigarette and offered me one. As we smoked he told me he no longer felt lonely after we had started meeting. He looked at me wistfully as I admitted I felt the same and that it was part of my healing process. I noticed his eyes kept meeting mine much more than usual. I felt a strange warmth inside of me as our eyes met. He told me he really liked me. I realized he was attracted to me more than I thought. He asked me if he could kiss me.Out of curiosity,loneliness or unmet desires I told him I was willing to try it but if it did not feel right we would stop. He agreed.

He moved close and gave me a slow lingering kiss on the mouth. His smoky lips parted as did mine. My heart pounded as I felt myself responding passionately and eagerly to his kiss. We kissed deeply for a long time. I felt connected with him completely and when he suggested we go back to his place I nodded excitedly and off we went. At his apartment we raced to his bedroom and got naked. He was experienced in the ways of man to man loving and had my erect cock in his mouth in no time sucking me steadily as I moaned. My orgasm soon exploded and he tasted me for the first time. I wanted desperately to please him back and then took his cut sexy cock in my mouth for the first time. Loved how the head and shaft of his cock seemed to fit my mouth perfectly. I sucked him hungrily yearning to feel his cum splash down my throat. He rewarded me with spurts of his sweetness which I gobbled down. Afterwards we quietly shared a cigarette in the post sex glow. Since then I have shared his bed many times and now when we meet at the Cafe it is as 2 lovers who are no longer lonely.