My days went along well for a week or two. I was still getting used to being single and retired. Doing thing when I wanted to do them did n't consume any getting used do, but I still needed to look into some of the bodily function I had in creative thinker. But for now, I was reading a bit, and when I could exploit something out, having some sex.

The sex had been a footling melt off since I left the group. Bill and I got together twice in the duad of weeks, those were effective prison term. Andie had met with her ex and the ex 's lover, so far it was going ok. I 'd nonplus with Ed one more time for sex. I told him about the characterisation sharing site and we cruised some flick ( with each other 's cock in our men, that was fun. ) He set up an account and put some nicely composed pictures up. I masturbated twice to them - and posted the cumshot pictures privately to Ed.

I ordered a Fleshlight too. The day it came, I was down at the library looking at some nice picture book of account of F1 racing. When I got home, I saw the software system and could n't hold off to try it out. I opened the picture sharing site and lubed up my new toy. The new pics section had a mates of straight-on sight of their stiff shaft, which of course made me want to put my rima oris on them. It did n't get 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 terminal, and damn it, they 're veracious. It feels very much like pussy.

Cruising around the site, I saw a couple of hot moving-picture show of a guy sitting on a bench in the woods with his knickers clear and smashed cock sticking out. Pretty hot. I started to slew the FL up and down on myself. Then something struck me as familiar in the picture… man, that sure looks like the birdwatching spot in our county parkland 's nature preserves. take care again, check the early picture, and damn, it is. I 'm going to have to cruise there and see if I can meet the guy.

spine to the task `` at bridge player '' - I went to my dearie and slowly scanned the image. I had about 50/50 pictures from the hawkshaw pictures site vs. from their sister website with purulent picture show. Getting hot now, I got to the characterisation of the old cat at the private beach, playing with each early and giving blowjobs. They were n't hunk kinda guy wire, but they all had nice hammer. I wished I could unite them. I imagined meeting up with them, feeling their hard dick and letting them feel mine. Oh shit, here it comes, my climax is building, and… '' AAAHHhhhh. Uh, uh. '' I blew my lading hard. I guess I broke in my new toy.

While I unwound, I went back to the park terrace picture and studied it. The man was sensitive form, probably midway aged or former, and wickedness haired. ( Most posters do n't establish their faces, and neither did he, but the recession of his haircloth shown was salt and peppercorn brown. ) The fantasm told me that the characterisation were taken in the other afternoon. I made program to call. He claims to be in his 50, bisexual, and his user epithet is `` JoeyBoy ''.

The next day, I walked that lead. It was fairly remote, so that was my survival workout. No nature boy that day. As weather allowed, I took the walk most every day. One day after about a week, while approaching but still at a distance, I could see somebody sitting on the bench. Looked like a man, as I got closer I could see it was a in-between aged man and he had a camera tripod in front of himself, facing the marshland. I do n't be intimate much about shuttle varieties, only the common 1, but I decided to make humble talk. Approaching, I said hello and asked if he had room on the bench.

'' sure as shooting, clear yourself at dwelling house. ``

I asked, `` Anything interest ? ``

'' Not really. It 's not migrating season. A nuthatch pops up once in a while. But I just sleep with being out-of-doors. ``

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

I introduced myself ( started with a pseudonym ) and offered my bridge player. `` Hal Schmitt. ``

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

'' Not really, '' I had to take. `` More in all probability to just go for a walk. I do enjoy seeing them. ``

We went on to discussing some former topics, including a bit about ourselves. I told him I was a recent widower ; he 's get married but has been estranged for a match of eld. He lived one town east 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 appear like an odd question, but have you ever gone by the soubriquet of Joey Boy ? ``

What can only be called a shit eating grin slowly spread across his face, then he laughed and said, `` So you recognized this spot in my icon. guessing I 'm busted. ``

I spilled the dome. `` My user name is OldHairy. And in full disclosure, my gens really is Pete Mount Adams. ``

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

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

Krauthead said he 'd had relative with men off and on since he was a teen. `` Men were always persona of at least my fantasy lifetime. I was congregation to my wife, but when things came apart I decided I 'd be unfold to both men and adult female. I have n't had much luck with either, I 'm afraid to say. ``

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

'' I 'd be happy to present you a look, up close. '' I was about to take him up on the offering, when he pointed his head word down the track ; a kinsperson was approaching. I took my hand off his leg and we just chatted, with hellos to the release group.

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

He offered me a crapulence. `` No hard drink, I got off the stuff age ago. I 've got some Coke, vitamin water, OJ. Pick your poison. '' I took the vitamin water.

Sliding over by him at the counter, I put my script on his backbone. He leaned against me and rubbed his hip against my leg. I slid my hand under his tee shirt ; I could sense the elastic from his underwear. The elastic felt light tariff, I pulled up his shirt and found a lacy waist striation ; he was wearing scanty. Ooo, that 's different.

'' Do you ever dress out up ? '' he asked.

'' My married woman and I switched apparel a couple of times and role played the diametrical sex. I think I got more of a kick out of it than she did, seeing her breast filling out my shirt. But this is rather hot on you. ``

'' I usually wear ladies'underwear. It feels undecomposed, and it 's exciting to wear lacelike stuff. ``

I reached my fingerbreadth into his pants. The fabric felt sleek. I could feel my cock hardening.

Boche said, `` Hang on a minute '' and went into a bedroom. He came back and offered, `` There are a couple of overt drawers, why do n't you see if anything in there pinch your fondness, and put something on for me ?

I smiled and went in the way. I pulled the top draftsman farther spread out and found some lacy panties, about ten pieces in different colors. The early drawer had some bandeau and a cammy. There was a pastel blue set, so I stripped and put them on. The panty medium length and were snug ; my hard prick laid to the side and made a sizeable lump. The bra looked like a B cup, so my pecs sort of filled it up. The cammy covered it all. I put my pants and shirt over it all and returned.

Jerry was sitting on a chair waiting for me. He had his hand in his crotch, slowly rubbing himself. He said, `` Hey darling, are you feeling sexier now ? ``

'' I sure do. Tell me what you think. '' I slowly took off my shirt, and he said, `` Nice tits dear. Give me a closer flavour. ``

I walked over to him and turned a small to show him the top of my turnout. He reached up and squeezed my `` tit '' and felt for my nipple. The panties were getting very filled up with my hard rooster. 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 first-class honours degree then harder. I could find the bump of his shaft against my thigh. I wiggled my leg against him and he moaned.

I was n't sure as shooting if this dress up and role playing was making me feel masculine or feminine, but it was making me feel horny. It was alike pure sex, genderless stimulus. I stood up and faced him, and he spread his legs - then started to give his gasp. I reached down and lowered mine.

Jerry looked at my crotch and gasped. `` roll in the hay, your cock in those pants. God damn. '' He finished opening his pants then stood to show me the lacy white-hot panties I 'd spied before I dressed. His cock was pointing down, but doing a lousy job of it ; the protuberance was sticking down and out. I took my pants off and stepped over to him, then lifted the cammy to prove him my big rooster laying sideways in the pantie. `` You like this, huh ? open it a look. '' Jerry reached over and ran his hired man up and down my lance, and I throbbed.

While he felt me up, I reached down and pulled his panty leg aside, then pulled his hard cock out the face. Wrapping my hand around it, I started to stroke. I did n't last foresightful until I gave in and went to my human knee. I stood up his man gist and bent to kiss his sexy big cock head, to which he groaned and said, `` Suck me, Pete. Please ! ``

I put my backtalk on his heading and slowly went down on him. I slid his panties farther aside and let his balls out so I could fiddle with them while I gave him top dog. Jerry moaned again, and my cock throbbed too. I went all the way down on his six incher, it just filled my oral cavity. I loved the feel of his intemperately shaft in me ; I sucked heavily then slid up and down some more.

I reached down and began to stroke my own peter inside the pantie. Jerry 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 turncock, then Hun started to groan and humped up into my mouth. Sucking harder and faster, he groaned louder and I could feel my pecker getting very sensitive as I stroked it. Then Boche grunted once more and froze, and I could finger his cum squirting into my mouth. I was losing it myself, my cum was rising now. I stood and Hun grabbed my dick in the panties and stroked hard. I hit my climax, and felt my jism flowing into the scanty. Jerry said, `` Oh Christ, look at that, you 're filling up your panties. I pumped a few clip, and finally remembered that I had a mouth full of his cum. I slowly sat back down on his lap and offered my mouth to share his load. Some spilled out ; I wiped it over his look, then some on mine.

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

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

'' My wife 's panties. And she does n't beware. I 'll just toss them in the wash. Here, get up, I 'll facilitate you engage them off. '' I stood and pulled them down, just exposing my cummy cock. He leaned over and started to figure out my cum off my cock, then lifted it with his hand and put his mouthpiece on it. He hummed seductively. I did n't really get balmy, and it felt good to finally stimulate his mouth on me. I was n't ready to go again ; we just enjoyed his mouth on my cock for a couple of minutes.

'' Jerry, I 'm glad I saw your word picture and was able-bodied to meet up. ``

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

'' Not long, less than a calendar week. It 's a nice situation for my daily physical exertion. ''

I thought of flyer. `` Hey, I have a friend who 'd probably like to meet you. I like it when he fucks my face with his thoroughgoing slight peter. ``

'' 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 interested in trying it. '' We both chuckled .