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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 60
A Change In Direction
A couple decades ago I turned 40. I was divorced and yet another post marital dating relationship ended. I was lonely and uncertain. I was having no luck with the ladies and my repressed gay desires flooded my head more and more.
I had a month's vacation coming up. Suddenly I had an impulsive idea. What if I went to another city where no one knew me and experimented with the gay lifestyle. I soon made the plans, got in my car and drove a few hours to get there. I got a short term monthly rental in a furnished apartment hotel. I went out for dinner and got my bearings. The next day I bought some stylish form fitting clothes, skimpy briefs and nice cologne. Not knowing what I was doing I went to my first gay bar. I was nervous and excited and lots of men especially older ones made passes at me the dark. You could smoke un those days in a bar and I sucked on the filter of my cigarette wondering if there would be something in my mouth by the end of the night. The men hitting on me were either aggressive,desperate,married or too sleazy looking so I was beginning to think maybe this was not a great idea. Then this soft spoken older guy,white haired in his 60's moved into a spot beside me at the bar. His name wasxRon
He spoke calmly and had lots of normal interests. He was the first man I had a real nice real conversation with. I asked him back to my hotel and he readily accepted. I could feel my gay desires churn within me. When we got there and sipped some brandy I had,I told him I had never been with a man. He smiled and said it was like riding a bike once you learn it is automatic and he would teach me. He first started kissing me and I enjoyed that a lot. Later in bed he explored all of my naked slim body with his hands and mouth making sure he pleasured my cock until it erupted in his mouth. God he was good at it. I returned the favor and fully enjoyed sucking him. He was right. It became second nature after a few minutes. Loved the sweet taste of him when he let go. He spent the night with me and left his number in the morning.
I called him and we had a long phone conversation a few days later. He said he missed me already and suggested that instead of going to the gay bars he picks me up and takes me to dinner. That scared me a bit as I sensed his need for more than sex. However I threw off my reservations and he picked me up. At dinner I noticed myself thinking about him and lots of little things I noticed. He had a nice smile and laugh. He was a big boned man and when we were in bed his body had felt manly and fun to explore even though he was so much older. His cock turned me on. He had big balls and it was a bit longer and thicker than mine and circumcised which I liked the look of more than uncut. Horny thoughts rushed through my brain as I was
aware this was my first real date with a man.
He drove me back to his place and I spent most of the weekend in one of his bathrobes and in and out of his bed doing foreplay and oral on each other. The next few weeks were a blur going on dates with Ron and sex in mostly his bed sometimes in his car when we parked somewhere. By this point I was happily receiving anal from him and like riding a bike I was riding his cock in different positions as if I had been doing it for years. It no longer hurt at all and I experienced pleasure like I had never known.
The month was coming to a close and Ron had something big to ask me. He dropped the bomb one night. Move in with he said and you can work for in my RV sales business. I was in sales he knew that. I told him this was a crazy big step and I needed time to think. He said okay. I went home and fir several weeks wrestled with it. I missed him and the sex. Then one night it became clear to me. I had never felt so good with someone so compatible. I decided to give it a go. I packed up and called him. He was excited on the phone and I drove to his house that night. We had almost 15 great years together before kidney disease took him. At the funeral one of his younger friends consoled me. Jake was 5 years older than me and we became close . Nature took its course and we became lovers.He is a chubby man and we are both tetired now. The sex is much different with him but very satisfying. He likes long kissing sessions cuddling then oral. He toys me with a dildo then I do him. I have gained a fair bit of weight since knowing him with all the big meals he cooks for me. I am almost as chubby as him now and I guess you would call us chubby chasers.
I had a month's vacation coming up. Suddenly I had an impulsive idea. What if I went to another city where no one knew me and experimented with the gay lifestyle. I soon made the plans, got in my car and drove a few hours to get there. I got a short term monthly rental in a furnished apartment hotel. I went out for dinner and got my bearings. The next day I bought some stylish form fitting clothes, skimpy briefs and nice cologne. Not knowing what I was doing I went to my first gay bar. I was nervous and excited and lots of men especially older ones made passes at me the dark. You could smoke un those days in a bar and I sucked on the filter of my cigarette wondering if there would be something in my mouth by the end of the night. The men hitting on me were either aggressive,desperate,married or too sleazy looking so I was beginning to think maybe this was not a great idea. Then this soft spoken older guy,white haired in his 60's moved into a spot beside me at the bar. His name wasxRon
He spoke calmly and had lots of normal interests. He was the first man I had a real nice real conversation with. I asked him back to my hotel and he readily accepted. I could feel my gay desires churn within me. When we got there and sipped some brandy I had,I told him I had never been with a man. He smiled and said it was like riding a bike once you learn it is automatic and he would teach me. He first started kissing me and I enjoyed that a lot. Later in bed he explored all of my naked slim body with his hands and mouth making sure he pleasured my cock until it erupted in his mouth. God he was good at it. I returned the favor and fully enjoyed sucking him. He was right. It became second nature after a few minutes. Loved the sweet taste of him when he let go. He spent the night with me and left his number in the morning.
I called him and we had a long phone conversation a few days later. He said he missed me already and suggested that instead of going to the gay bars he picks me up and takes me to dinner. That scared me a bit as I sensed his need for more than sex. However I threw off my reservations and he picked me up. At dinner I noticed myself thinking about him and lots of little things I noticed. He had a nice smile and laugh. He was a big boned man and when we were in bed his body had felt manly and fun to explore even though he was so much older. His cock turned me on. He had big balls and it was a bit longer and thicker than mine and circumcised which I liked the look of more than uncut. Horny thoughts rushed through my brain as I was
aware this was my first real date with a man.
He drove me back to his place and I spent most of the weekend in one of his bathrobes and in and out of his bed doing foreplay and oral on each other. The next few weeks were a blur going on dates with Ron and sex in mostly his bed sometimes in his car when we parked somewhere. By this point I was happily receiving anal from him and like riding a bike I was riding his cock in different positions as if I had been doing it for years. It no longer hurt at all and I experienced pleasure like I had never known.
The month was coming to a close and Ron had something big to ask me. He dropped the bomb one night. Move in with he said and you can work for in my RV sales business. I was in sales he knew that. I told him this was a crazy big step and I needed time to think. He said okay. I went home and fir several weeks wrestled with it. I missed him and the sex. Then one night it became clear to me. I had never felt so good with someone so compatible. I decided to give it a go. I packed up and called him. He was excited on the phone and I drove to his house that night. We had almost 15 great years together before kidney disease took him. At the funeral one of his younger friends consoled me. Jake was 5 years older than me and we became close . Nature took its course and we became lovers.He is a chubby man and we are both tetired now. The sex is much different with him but very satisfying. He likes long kissing sessions cuddling then oral. He toys me with a dildo then I do him. I have gained a fair bit of weight since knowing him with all the big meals he cooks for me. I am almost as chubby as him now and I guess you would call us chubby chasers.
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