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The mid 90's was a turning point for me. Pushing 30 and newly divorced from the woman I had dated from my early 20's. I suppose I was still searching for who I really was. Was reading a lot of self help stuff and spending a lot of time alone reflecting.

After a long week at work I started going to a neighborhood bar on Friday evening,having a meal there then a few drinks while sitting alone. Did the same thing on Saturday nights. For a year this was an uneventful routine I kind of looked forward to.

I began noticing there was another man often sitting there the same nights,a regular like me. He was tall and slim with slicked back greying hair,a quiet manner at least a decade older than I. We never spoke until one evening he was sitting at a table next to mine. I had some chicken wings and he asked me how they were. Mentioned they were pretty good so he ordered some. That was a catalyst to further conversation. He asked me to join him at his table and I moved over. For the next several hours we talked about many things. Maybe we were lonely but we talked easily together and hit it off. We had a few beers and a couple shots of liquor to chase the beer.

It was near closing time and he looked at me carefully before he spoke." Fancy a drink at my place? he said softly. His invitation percolated in my mind for a few moments. I felt good from all of our conversation and wanted to continue the evening without thinking of the implications of his offer. I said yes and we left together. We both lived close to the bar and it was only a couple blocks and we were at his place,a first floor apartment in an old house.

He poured us drinks. We sat on his couch and the conversation turned more intimate. He confided in me his marriage had not worked out for a deeper reason. He realized he was gay and wanted to be with men. I processed this and shared with him that I had some fantasies about men for years that I had never acted on. Perhaps the liquor had really lowered our inhibitions but my admission triggered him to share how he had had sex with men after his divorce. The conversation turned sexual and in the midst of that he kissed me. This turned me on and the kiss turned onto a wild make out session. He took me to bed and undressed me . For the first time I experienced the joy of a man sucking my cock. He drained my cock after I had an intense orgasm. That night I sucked him as well discovering I loved to pleasure him that way. I spent the night and we showered together in the morning kissing and.sucking there as well. His big cock was kissed and sucked by me until I got some more sweet spurts of cum.

After this night we started meeting at the bar together then back to his place for sex every weekend. I soon enough was taking that big beautiful cock in my ass. During the week I got horny and went over there to be in his arms as well. It was a matter of time before I moved in with him.

It is interesting how our relationship developed and grew. I evolved into the pleasing spouse type. I started doing all the cooking and housework and loved doing it. I became more submissive in bed as he took the lead more and more. We do mild bondage and roleplay. He bought me sexy thongs to wear and we both wear cockrings in the bedroom to keep our cocks nice and hard. He likes me fully smooth and shaved while he is more hairy. It has been 30 years together and still the sex is fully satisfying. Our kinkiest wrinkle we do is inviting another man to watch us have sex. He is a longtime friend of my partner and former lover. He is a shorter stocky chubbier middleaged guy a bit younger than me rcadywith a short stubby cock. He has his cock out stroking as my man fucks me. My guy blows inside me then I suck the friend's cock to orgasm. Finally the friend masturbates or sucks me to orgasm then departs. He always drops by Saturday nights and we watch some racy gay porn before the action begins. It really enhances our sex life.