Gay Male / 30
Changes
I am a palliative care male nurse who works at a hospice caring for terminal patients.My ex wife divorced me after she found out I was having an affair with a middleaged man I met at the local library book club. Accepting I was gay took awhile and I am out of the closet to my friends,family and work colleagues.
A couple years ago I was caring for a senior female patient dying of breast cancer. Her loving husband was there countless times visiting her and he was devastated by her passing I suggested a grief counselor for him and he went to see her. Within a few weeks he called me out of the blue suggesting to meet privately to chat. I was curious about why and normally did not meet up with family outside of work. He was having such a rough time I made an exception and drove to his home. He told me inside he found me much easier to talk to about his grief process than the counselor and offered to pay me to sit down with him weekly. I refused any payment and said if it helped I would visit him as needed. I really liked Fred and at the time thought this was a totally innocent situation.
I started visiting him over coffees and would spend a couple hours with him. He was 70 at the time,white haired and a tall beefy guy who was a former electrician. He opened up more and more to me and the meetings felt productive. One evening he wanted me to come over which was unusual as I normally saw him in the morning before work. I was off work that day and drove there. It was several months into our meeting up.
I got there and Fred sat down in the living room. He offered me some brandy which was also unusual as it was always coffee before . Against my better judgment I had a glass then another. I felt a warmth and tingly and I noticed Fred's glance trying to catch mine We both got a bit tipsy. Fred leaned over suddenly and kissed my mouth. I was taken aback but let him continue to kiss me. He kept kissing me until I felt myself responding. The kissing escalated to deep passionate making out. He told me he desired me but had never been with a man before. By this point I was horny as hell and realized I was deeply attracted to him too. I coyly led him to his main bedroom and had him lie back as I undressed him and then myself.His cock stood up erect and I knew I had to suck it. I gave him a full blowjob and gobbled up his spurts of cum. After finishing him off he found my hard cock with his hand and masturbated me. I spent the night in his arms.
I wondered about how far over the line I had crossed but once we had sex it just took over. Now when I visited him we just went to bed and had deeply satisfying sex. He began making love to me and every time now his cock was inside my ass from on top,behind or me riding him. I am a much smaller petite slim man so the feeling of his big masculine body against me was exciting. Now the kinky part. Fred kept all of his wife's clothing and things as reminders of their 50 year loving marriage. He eventually convinced me to wear his wife's negligees in bed with him when we make love. It turns both of us on now and I notice he is extra hard when he thrusts deep inside of me. I guess it brings back pleasant memories to him.
A couple years ago I was caring for a senior female patient dying of breast cancer. Her loving husband was there countless times visiting her and he was devastated by her passing I suggested a grief counselor for him and he went to see her. Within a few weeks he called me out of the blue suggesting to meet privately to chat. I was curious about why and normally did not meet up with family outside of work. He was having such a rough time I made an exception and drove to his home. He told me inside he found me much easier to talk to about his grief process than the counselor and offered to pay me to sit down with him weekly. I refused any payment and said if it helped I would visit him as needed. I really liked Fred and at the time thought this was a totally innocent situation.
I started visiting him over coffees and would spend a couple hours with him. He was 70 at the time,white haired and a tall beefy guy who was a former electrician. He opened up more and more to me and the meetings felt productive. One evening he wanted me to come over which was unusual as I normally saw him in the morning before work. I was off work that day and drove there. It was several months into our meeting up.
I got there and Fred sat down in the living room. He offered me some brandy which was also unusual as it was always coffee before . Against my better judgment I had a glass then another. I felt a warmth and tingly and I noticed Fred's glance trying to catch mine We both got a bit tipsy. Fred leaned over suddenly and kissed my mouth. I was taken aback but let him continue to kiss me. He kept kissing me until I felt myself responding. The kissing escalated to deep passionate making out. He told me he desired me but had never been with a man before. By this point I was horny as hell and realized I was deeply attracted to him too. I coyly led him to his main bedroom and had him lie back as I undressed him and then myself.His cock stood up erect and I knew I had to suck it. I gave him a full blowjob and gobbled up his spurts of cum. After finishing him off he found my hard cock with his hand and masturbated me. I spent the night in his arms.
I wondered about how far over the line I had crossed but once we had sex it just took over. Now when I visited him we just went to bed and had deeply satisfying sex. He began making love to me and every time now his cock was inside my ass from on top,behind or me riding him. I am a much smaller petite slim man so the feeling of his big masculine body against me was exciting. Now the kinky part. Fred kept all of his wife's clothing and things as reminders of their 50 year loving marriage. He eventually convinced me to wear his wife's negligees in bed with him when we make love. It turns both of us on now and I notice he is extra hard when he thrusts deep inside of me. I guess it brings back pleasant memories to him.
