The Retirees Society ( 15 )


Gay, Mature, Transvestite
My days went along well for a week or two. I was still getting used to being single and retired. Doing things when I wanted to do them did n't take any getting used do, but I still needed to look into some of the activities I had in mind. But for now, I was reading a bit, and when I could work something out, having some sex.

The sex had been a piffling flimsy since I left the group. greenback and I got together twice in the couplet of weeks, those were ripe times. Andie had met with her ex and the ex 's fan, so far it was going ok. I 'd vex with Ed one more time for sex. I told him about the pictorial matter sharing website and we cruised some pictures ( with each other 's hammer in our manpower, that was fun. ) He set up an account and put some nicely composed pictures up. I masturbated twice to them - and posted the cumshot film privately to Ed.

I ordered a Fleshlight too. The day it came, I was down at the library looking at some nice picture books of F1 racing. When I got home, I saw the package and could n't wait to try it out. I opened the picture sharing internet site and lubed up my new toy. The new pics section had a couple of straight-on sight of their stiff cocks, which of course of study made me want to put my mouth on them. It did n't take long for me to be fully erect, and I slid the device down onto my cock head. Mmm, so far so good, I slowly slid it onto my perch, and maledict it, they 're rightfulness. It feels very a great deal like pussy.

Cruising around the site, I saw a duad of hot movie of a guy sitting on a bench in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood with his gasp subject and unshakable cock sticking out. Pretty hot. I started to slither the FL up and down on myself. Then something struck me as intimate in the picture… man, that sure looks like the birdwatching spot in our county parking area 's nature conserves. face again, curb the former picture, and damn, it is. I 'm going to have to cruise there and see if I can meet the guy.

rear to the task `` at deal '' - I went to my favorites and slowly scanned the impression. I had about 50/50 mental picture from the shaft pictures web site vs. from their sister site with pussy pictures. Getting hot now, I got to the pictures of the old guy rope at the buck private beach, playing with each other and giving blowjobs. They were n't hunk kinda guy rope, but they all had nice cocks. I wished I could join them. I imagined meeting up with them, feeling their hard prick and letting them feel mine. Oh shit, here it comes, my climax is building, and… '' AAAHHhhhh. Uh, uh. '' I blew my load hard. I guess I broke in my new toy.

While I unwound, I went back to the park Bench picture and studied it. The man was mass medium build, probably centre aged or older, and nighttime haired. ( nearly placard do n't show their faces, and neither did he, but the quoin of his fuzz shown was salt and pepper brown. ) The phantasma told me that the pictures were taken in the early afternoon. I made plans to chew the fat. He claims to be in his fifties, bisexual, and his user name is `` JoeyBoy ''.

The next day, I walked that trail. It was fairly remote, so that was my endurance workout. No nature boy that day. As weather allowed, I took the walk most every day. One day after about a calendar week, while approaching but still at a distance, I could see somebody sitting on the terrace. Looked like a man, as I got closer I could see it was a middle aged man and he had a photographic camera tripod in front end of himself, facing the Ngaio Marsh. I do n't cognize much about bird salmagundi, only the common ones, but I decided to make small talk of the town. Approaching, I said hello and asked if he had room on the bench.

'' Sure, make yourself at home. ``

I asked, `` Anything interest ? ``

'' Not really. It 's not migrating season. A nutcracker pops up once in a while. But I just love being outdoors. ``

He sure did. With his dick hanging out, I happened to know.

I introduced myself ( started with a nom de guerre ) and offered my paw. `` Hal Schmitt. ``

'' Hun Barnes. Do you trace the raspberry much ? ``

'' Not really, '' I had to include. `` More likely to just go for a walk. I do enjoy seeing them. ``

We went on to discussing some other topics, including a bit about ourselves. I told him I was a Recent widower ; he 's tie but has been estranged for a span of years. He lived one town eastern United States of me in a the house he owns. It all jived with his profile information.

At a letup in the conversation, I asked, `` This may look like an odd question, but have you ever gone by the cognomen of Joey Boy ? ``

What can only be called a shit eating grin slowly spread across his typeface, then he laughed and said, `` So you recognized this slur in my picture. Guess I 'm busted. ``

I spilled the beans. `` My drug user epithet is OldHairy. And in entire revelation, my name really is Pete cristal. ``

He said, `` Well, pleased to really meet you this time. I like exposing myself open air, do you ? ``

'' Once in a while for a change. Your profile says you 're bi, have you identified bi for a hanker prison term ? It 's new to me. ``

Boche said he 'd had relations with men off and on since he was a adolescent. `` Men were always constituent of at to the lowest degree my fantasy life. I was faithful to my wife, but when affair came apart I decided I 'd be open to both men and char. I have n't had much luck with either, I 'm afraid to say. ``

I reached over and put my hired hand on his leg. `` Maybe I can help out with that. `` I thought about the pics of his hard cut cock, and added, `` Your peter flick were hot. ``

'' I 'd be happy to give you a tone, up close. '' I was about to take him up on the fling, when he pointed his head down the trail ; a family was approaching. I took my hand off his leg and we just chatted, with hullo to the passing group.

I suggested we go somewhere private so we could get acquainted better. He offered his home. We packed out and I followed him to his place.

He offered me a drink. `` No booze, I got off the stuff year ago. I 've got some Coca Cola, vitamin water, OJ. plunk your poison. '' I took the vitamin pee.

Sliding over by him at the counter, I put my handwriting on his book binding. He leaned against me and rubbed his hip against my leg. I slid my paw under his t-shirt ; I could feel the elastic from his underwear. The elastic felt calorie-free responsibility, I pulled up his shirt and found a lacy waist ring ; he was wearing panties. Ooo, that 's different.

'' Do you ever get dressed up ? '' he asked.

'' My wife and I switched clothes a twain of times and role played the opposite sex. I think I got to a greater extent of a kick out of it than she did, seeing her tits filling out my shirt. But this is kinda hot on you. ``

'' I usually wear ladies'underclothing. It feels full, and it 's exciting to wear lacy stuff. ``

I reached my fingers into his pants. The framework felt sleek. I could experience my cock hardening.

Kraut said, `` Hang on a minute '' and went into a bedroom. He came back and offered, `` There are a couple of subject boxershorts, why do n't you see if anything in there catches your fancy, and put something on for me ?

I smiled and went in the room. I pulled the top drawer farther unfastened and found some lacy panties, about ten piece of music in dissimilar colouration. The other draftsman had some bras and a cammy. There was a pastel blue set, so I stripped and put them on. The panties medium length and were snug ; my hard pecker laid to the side and made a sizable swelling. The bra looked like a B cup, so my pecs kind of filled it up. The cammy covered it all. I put my pants and shirt over it all and returned.

Boche was sitting on a electric chair waiting for me. He had his hand in his privates, slowly rubbing himself. He said, `` Hey darling, are you feeling sexy now ? ``

'' I sure do. recount me what you think. '' I slowly took off my shirt, and he said, `` Nice tits honey. give way me a closer aspect. ``

I walked over to him and turned a little to show him the top of my outfit. He reached up and squeezed my `` tit '' and felt for my mammilla. The step-in were getting very filled up with my toilsome dick. Jerry pulled me into his lap and put his arm around me, and I put mine around him. I leaned down and kissed him, slowly at inaugural then harder. I could feel the protrusion of his pecker against my thigh. I wiggled my leg against him and he moaned.

I was n't for sure if this dress up and role acting was making me feel masculine or feminine, but it was making me feel horny. It was like pure sex, genderless stimulation. I stood up and faced him, and he spread his legs - then started to open his pants. I reached down and lowered mine.

Krauthead looked at my crotch and gasped. `` roll in the hay, your cock in those pant. God damn. '' He finished opening his pants then stood to show me the lacy Patrick White panty I 'd spied before I dressed. His cock was pointing down, but doing a lousy job of it ; the bulge was sticking down and out. I took my trouser off and stepped over to him, then lifted the cammy to usher him my big turncock laying sideways in the step-in. `` You like this, huh ? Give it a feeling. '' Boche reached over and ran his hand up and down my shaft, and I throbbed.

While he felt me up, I reached down and pulled his panty leg aside, then pulled his gruelling shaft out the side of meat. Wrapping my hired hand around it, I started to stroke. I did n't close retentive until I gave in and went to my articulatio genus. I stood up his man meat and bent to kiss his sexy big cock fountainhead, to which he groaned and said, `` suck me, Pete. Please ! ``

I put my lip on his header and slowly went down on him. I slid his panties farther aside and let his nut out so I could spiel with them while I gave him head. Boche moaned again, and my cock throbbed too. I went all the way down on his six incher, it just filled my mouth. I loved the feel of his hard cock in me ; I sucked hard then slid up and down some more.

I reached down and began to stroke my own cock inside the panties. Kraut was now breathing hard, and so was I. I didn'think it would be long for either of us. I kept bobbing on and off his cock, then Jerry started to groan and humped up into my lip. Sucking harder and faster, he groaned louder and I could feel my cock getting very sensible as I stroked it. Then Kraut grunted once more and froze, and I could palpate his cum squirting into my mouth. I was losing it myself, my cum was rising now. I stood and Jerry grabbed my pecker in the panties and stroked hard. I hit my climax, and felt my jism flowing into the pantie. Jerry said, `` Oh Christ, expression at that, you 're filling up your panties. I pumped a few time, and finally remembered that I had a speak full of his cum. I slowly sat back down on his lap and offered my oral cavity to portion his load. Some spilled out ; I wiped it over his face, then some on mine.

I looked down at my cummy panties. I could see my load seeping through the light fabric and some running out the leg curtain raising. Damn that was hot.

After we enjoyed the afterglow for a twosome of minutes, I asked, `` I hope you do n't mind if I soiled your scanty. ``

'' My wife 's step-in. And she does n't mind. I 'll just chuck them in the washout. Here, get up, I 'll aid you read them off. '' I stood and pulled them down, just exposing my cummy cock. He leaned over and started to cream my cum off my tool, then lifted it with his deal and put his mouth on it. He hummed seductively. I did n't really get soft, and it felt good to finally have his mouth on me. I was n't cook to go again ; we just enjoyed his mouth on my cock for a couplet of minutes.

'' Jerry, I 'm glad I saw your image and was able to conform to up. ``

'' Me too. Hey, how long have you been cruising the track waiting for me to show up ? ``

'' Not long, to a lesser extent than a week. It 's a nice place for my day-to-day workout. ''

I thought of Bill. `` Hey, I have a friend who 'd probably like to meet you. I like it when he fucks my face with his perfect minuscule prick. ``

'' Sounds like fun, count me in if he 's interested. Does he dress up ? ``

'' Not that I know of, but I bet he 'd be matter to in trying it. '' We both chuckled .
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