My name 's Pete. I 'm 64, recently widowed and living in a retirement community of interests. I 've found fun and intimate fulfilment where I did n't look to. I 'll tell you how that all came down.

I moved to elder Meadows shortly after my married woman 's passing play. I 'm not indisputable what I was looking for, but the luck of her dying made me want to just walk away from most everything. I retired, a year early, sold the house and moved to the meadow about two hours drive away from the town where we had lived for many twelvemonth. Well, when you get the three-fold shock of your wife dying in a car wreck, and her being found mostly undressed, and having suffered head trauma by being pinned between the number one wood 's bare bottom consistency and the direction wheel… well you get the pic. The autopsy also showed his come in her sass. By the way, the driver was a former neighbor, who I had n't seen in years and presumed the Saame of my dear departed wife.

My head place was somewhere between rancor and depression. There was no signaling of any trouble, our lives had been going smoothly, even including our sex life. What the fuck.

So I was slowly settling in. The dimension was about 50 condos with dissimilar levels of tending uncommitted. I took the basic, because I was in honorable health, really all I needed was a place to rest and some new ally. I started going to the gym daily, ending with a run and followed by a cup of java in the bite bar. All hooey I did before, just not regularly. Well, except for the jerking off. I did n't do much of that before the wife died, now my right hand had become my special friend. Not very comforting, but any port in a storm. Before I met the wife, I was involved with a jerkoff group, maybe something like that would rise up here. But I was n't affirmative ; I 'm not really too outgoing, though I 'd jaw with people on occasion.

On the way back from the gym, there were usually some guys shooting pool in the rec elbow room. I must induce been on the like docket as them, there were some regulars who were there every recently morning. Two bozo, occasionally another, and sometimes a woman or two. The women changed, but the guys were the Sami.

About a month after I 'd moved in, I was out for my run and caught up with a marvelous guy who looked, from behind, like the periodic pool player. When I caught up, I said hi and a conversation developed. His public figure was Frank, and it was the pool role player. He invited me to end and play a biz sometime. I 'm not much of a consortium player, but I enjoy it sometimes. After thinking about it that afternoon, I decided to intercept in a couple of days later.

Unbeknownst to me, Frank had reported back to the other guys. They 'd been watching me, and sent Frank out for a run to meet up.

When I did drop in, we hit it off pretty well. They were all recent retiree ; one ( Bill ) was married and a one-time insurance policy agent. Tom was a coder, divorced, and Frank had been a manufacturing handler, also a widower. The conversation wandered all over, including the common boastful remarks about who had the smallest shaft. Oddly enough, they all laid call to the title, but you could tell it was just bullshit. At one point, Phil seemed to be looking at Tom 's posterior ; when I noticed this he shifted his glance in the way that guys do when they get caught peeking - as if they were just looking around.

After a couple of game, I went home, but not until they 'd invited me to Tom 's place for their weekly poker game. Bill advised me to bring good deal of money ( laughs around ) - in the physical body of pennies and nickel, and whatever I liked to drink.

I arrived at the appointed hour with my jar of coin and a pint nursing bottle of Bourbon dynasty. We must have stood around shooting the dirt for an hour before Tom got out the cards. The bozo still did n't move to the mesa just yet. Then Bill said, `` Pete, let me flush with you. We do play card game here, but that 's the alibi we give. We actually put on a porno movie and enjoy the show. ``

'' No issues on that from me, '' I replied.

But he continued, `` And we sit around and diddle with ourselves too. ``
That caught my attention, and I said, `` Really. Let me ask you, do you peril yourselves ? ``

Pause, then Tom said, `` Yeah, actually we do. So if you are n't down with this and you want to take off, we 'd just ask that you keep it to yourself. Bill 's married woman would n't sympathise. ``

ternary pairs of eyes on me, and you could recite they were wondering how I 'd reply. `` To evidence you the verity, '' I said, `` I was in a masturbation club at one prison term, and was thinking about looking into it here in my new office. '' The three facial expression of pinch all instantly turned to loosen up smiles. wiener laughed, and said to the others, `` What did I say, guys ? `` Then to me, `` You were pretty quiet but I had a intuition you 'd be loose to it. '' That brought a good laughter, and Tom went over to protrude the movie.

Bill asked me about the JO ball club. I explained that about five cat met every other calendar week at one guy 's house. We looked at porn powder store - this was before the internet - and occasionally watched a movie. Before the evening was through, we all enjoyed each other 's orgasms and our own. I especially liked seeing the other hombre shoot their warhead, sometimes we would cum nearly together on the host 's glass coffee table. That was an pep up mussiness. Then one guy 's wife found out and raised an amazing stink, so we disbanded. After that I met my married woman and did n't have the need anymore. flier asked, `` So it was non-contact ? You just jerked off ? ''

I explained, `` That was the correspondence. If someone wanted to involve it further, they did so away from the group. I kept to the masturbation. Like you guys. ``

Now came the real awkward suspension, then Tom said, `` Well… ''

The realization hit me slowly. Tom continued, `` It goes beyond that for us. We actually like to touch, reach each other bridge player jobs, and are a bunch of mother fucker too. Not much into anal, though. So again, if you 're not interested - or if you want to watch once to check it out - we 're ok with that. ``

In silver dollar with myself, I 'd almost gotten in contact with a former JO buddy once. I was funny for sure. And if guy wire give the best cock sucking as you hear, this could be interesting. So I answered, `` I 'll try it up to handjobs this once and see if it works for me. '' Tom smiled and put his hired man on my shoulder, then said, `` Let 's go to the family dramatic art. '' It was in the basement, and Tom kept his hand on me. We grabbed our drunkenness and walked there. Not only did I not object to Tom 's spot, I liked it. I guess I was missing the human contact .