Age 60, semi-retired and nervously wanting to try out my bi side, I began to explore the Net and joined Adult Friend Finders seeking either male or female partners. In time, summoning up my courage, I agreed to meet Bill near Fareham.
My heart was thumping madly as I rang his bell. He opened up and welcomed me in; he knew I was a bi-virgin and was very good in not rushing me. We sat together on his sofa and chatted for quite a while; then he put his hand on my knee. I looked at him but did nothing to stop him and after a few moments his hand slid upward along the inside of my thigh until he was cupping my cock and balls. I came out of my almost catatonic state and reached over to him. He was wearing string tie sweat pants and as I immediately noticed nothing underneath when I in turn reached his groin I was able to feel him in detail through the thin material. My heart was again thudding as I realised that I was going to go through with having sex with him. I'd wondered on the way to meet him if I'd chicken out but I never for a moment came close to doing so.
He suggested we moved to the bedroom which I was happy to do until I realised there was no heat in the room; it was early February! I said I'd like some warmth and he fetched a fire but obviously it took a while to achieve anything so we chatted meanwhile.
Then when the room had warmed up he began to undress me and I followed suit. It was a thrill to peel his shirt off and caress his chest which was moderately hairy. He had likewise stripped my upper half to reveal my much more hairy torso. It wasn't long before he undid my belt and slid my trousers off followed by my pants and socks. I matched him undoing his trouser ties and tugging them off; his cock bobbed forth about 2/3rds erect, about the same length as mine but noticeably thicker. We stood for a few seconds caressing each other, another big new thrill as I caressed another man's cock for the first time. It felt lovely; heavy and warm.
He guided me onto the bed and told me to lay on my back; wondering what he had in mind I obeyed. He reached for a jar on his dressing table and scooped out some ointment. I was then asked to swing my legs up and back and I eagerly complied. I remember feeling both embarrassment at exposing my anus so blatantly and excited and pleased at doing so, my exhibitionist side loving it. He rubbed the cream onto my hole, his finger pressing just a touch inside. He said that in a moment I'd start to feel something and sure enough I felt warmth which increased steadily peaking out before it got too much. It was absolute bliss: I loved it. Unfortunately I didn't ask for the name of the product as I've often wanted a repeat by doing it to myself.
