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

I moved to elder Meadows shortly after my wife 's passing game. I 'm not surely what I was looking for, but the circumstances of her dying made me want to just walk away from to the highest degree everything. I retired, a class early, sold the menage and moved to the Meadows about two time of day drive away from the town where we had lived for many eld. Well, when you get the image stupor of your wife dying in a car wreck, and her being found mostly undressed, and having suffered head trauma by being pinned between the driver 's bare bottom consistency and the steerage wheel… well you get the moving-picture show. The autopsy also showed his semen in her mouth. By the way, the driver was a late neighbor, who I had n't seen in twelvemonth and presumed the Saame of my dear departed wife.

My head space was somewhere between jaundice and natural depression. There was no signaling of any trouble, our liveliness had been going smoothly, even including our sex life. What the fuck.

So I was slowly settling in. The property was about 50 condos with different storey of care available. I took the canonic, because I was in good wellness, really all I needed was a space to abide and some new booster. I started going to the gym everyday, ending with a run and followed by a cup of burnt umber in the snack bar. All stuff I did before, just not regularly. fountainhead, except for the jerking off. I did n't do much of that before the wife died, now my powerful hired hand had become my particular ally. Not very gratify, but any port in a tempest. Before I met the wife, I was involved with a jerkoff group, maybe something like that would surface here. But I was n't affirmative ; I 'm not really too outgo, though I 'd chat with multitude on occasion.

On the way back from the gym, there were usually some guys shooting pool in the rec way. I must have been on the same schedule as them, there were some fixture who were there every belated morning time. Two guy cable, occasionally another, and sometimes a woman or two. The fair sex changed, but the Guy were the same.

About a month after I 'd moved in, I was out for my run and caught up with a magniloquent guy who looked, from behind, like the episodic pool musician. When I caught up, I said hi and a conversation developed. His figure was hot dog, and it was the pool actor. He invited me to stop and fiddle a secret plan sometime. I 'm not much of a pool player, but I enjoy it sometimes. After thinking about it that afternoon, I decided to stop in a duo of mean solar day later.

Unbeknownst to me, dog had reported back to the other guy cable. They 'd been watching me, and sent frank out for a run to satisfy up.

When I did drop in, we hit it off pretty well. They were all recent retirees ; one ( Bill ) was married and a former insurance federal agent. Tom was a software engineer, divorced, and Frank had been a manufacturing manager, also a widower. The conversation wandered all over, including the usual boastful remarks about who had the smallest dick. Oddly enough, they all laid title to the championship, but you could evidence it was just bullshit. At one point, Phil seemed to be looking at Tom 's hind end ; 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 games, I went home, but not until they 'd invited me to Tom 's place for their each week poker game. pecker advised me to work tidy sum of money ( laughs around ) - in the form of centime and Ni, and whatever I liked to drink.

I arrived at the appointed minute with my jar of coin and a pint bottle of bourbon. We must have stood around shooting the shit for an hour before Tom got out the cards. The guys still did n't move to the table just yet. Then Bill said, `` Pete, let me level with you. We do play cards here, but that 's the alibi we give. We actually put on a porn movie and enjoy the appearance. ``

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

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

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

triplet twain of eyes on me, and you could tell they were wondering how I 'd reply. `` To secern you the truth, '' I said, `` I was in a masturbation society at one time, and was thinking about looking into it here in my new billet. '' The three looks of dread all instantly turned to make relaxed smiling. Frank laughed, and said to the others, `` What did I say, guy cable ? `` Then to me, `` You were pretty quiet but I had a hunch you 'd be undefended to it. '' That brought a right laughter, and Tom went over to start the movie.

Bill asked me about the JO night club. I explained that about five bozo met every other week at one guy 's house. We looked at porn cartridge clip - this was before the internet - and occasionally watched a movie. Before the evening was through, we all enjoyed each early 's sexual climax and our own. I especially liked seeing the other Guy shoot their loads, sometimes we would cum nearly together on the Host 's chicken feed coffee mesa. That was an inspiring pile. Then one guy 's wife found out and raised an awful stink, so we disbanded. After that I met my wife and did n't feature the pauperization anymore. note asked, `` So it was non-contact ? You just jerked off ? ''

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

Now came the veridical awkward intermission, then Tom said, `` Well… ''

The fruition hit me slowly. Tom continued, `` It goes beyond that for us. We actually like to touch, generate each other helping hand jobs, and are a bunch of SOB too. Not a good deal into anal retentive, though. So again, if you 're not concern - or if you want to watch once to check it out - we 're ok with that. ``

In honesty with myself, I 'd almost sustain in middleman with a former JO buddy once. I was curious for surely. And if guys give the best blowjobs 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 deal on my shoulder, then said, `` Let 's go to the rest home theatre of operations. '' It was in the basement, and Tom kept his manus on me. We grabbed our drinks and walked there. Not only did I not object to Tom 's speck, I liked it. I guess I was missing the homo contact lens .