A quick summary about me: I consider myself bi. I played with friends in high school and some older neighbors while living at home. But after graduating college, the bi was put a way for a while. After getting married and having a few kids, and wife went cold, they came back out. I ventured into a few Craigslist adds and little to no success, a few ok but most were no shows or well just not what they said they were. And now to the some recent events in my life that have, well changed me!! Don't get me wrong I love my wife and family, but need and crave other things in my sex life!! I am not a writer, but wanted to share my adventures!! This is not chain story but more like a diary of a new found friend!! I am 42 and Charles is 54.
So it all started at the gym.
So I belong to one of those 24 hour gyms that only has staff during the day. I am usually there at 4:00am most days. Now I am not an Adonis or body builder. I am bigger athletic guy with a belly that I just can't shake. Not a fatty but always trying to drop a few. So one day I notice this slightly older black man coming in. Now, there are a few people here at this hour but not too many. I usually don't talk to anybody, just wanna get my shit done and get to work. One morning about 6 months ago, I am in the locker room getting dressed after the shower and he walks in, not expecting anyone I wasn't trying to hide anything. Yes my massive 5 ½" dick when hard...kinda tiny when soft, but shaven and well have been told I am kinda thick. I get a hi, startled I respond with a hi and get my boxers on quickly as I reciprocate it. He comes out of the bathroom and say "hi my name is Charles" and extends his hand. I respond with hey "I am Jay" and shake it. Charles says, don't worry I washed. Chuckling I say thanks and head out to work.
We start chatting more and more as when we are there, and find that we have some similar interests, good beer, Bourbon and cigars along with sports. After a month or so we are at the gym about the same time, but the key lock isn't working and the gym owners are not answering their phone. Charles pulls up alongside my truck and asks what the problem is, I tell him. We both agree that this is a problem, one we cant work out and two I cant get a shower in. He suggests we go for a run and his place is down the road and offers coffee and a shower. A little taken back by this, and already at the point of wanting to do something and don't want to go home. I agree.
After a quick 3 mile run I grab my bag and follow him to his townhouse. He opens the door and shows me the shower. Charles tells me that he is making coffee and offers me a bagel. They should be ready when you are done. So I shower and head out to the kitchen. Charles shows me were everything is and heads to the shower. He comes out in a towel, this is the first time I get a good look at this man. Stocky build, not ripped, but fuck my mind races!! And of course I can see this purple cock head hanging out, he apologizes and tucks it. We have coffee and chat small talk. His wife's works for the government and is on assignment overseas (for about a year and fro the next 2) and I tell him my married life. After we finish he excuses himself to get ready for work and I head out. As I am leaving he says we need to get some beers! Well I agree but remind him my wife works late almost every night and it is hard for me. But I agree and tell him we will try to make it work.
After another few weeks of small talk and morning coffee, he finally says "Are we ever going out for a beer?" I respond with the wife is taking the kids to her mom's for the weekend and I am free. Charles suggests a small local microbrewery to meet Friday. I will see you at 6 I tell him.
Walking in I see him sitting at a table, I got you an IPA, is that OK? Hell yeah, god I haven't been out in month, I tell him. We chat and have a beer order another and then he offers we head out to the patio and enjoy a cigar. "You don't have to ask me twice" and we head out. We are enjoying our cigars and chatting away, then he drops a bombshell!! You should hide your thongs better!! "WHAT CHARLES?" is my response? I saw them in your gym bag!! At first I figured they were your wife's but 5 pairs? Oh shit I am thinking, red faced I respond with the usual sacred shitless and say I have to run. Charles stops me and says, let's talk. You don't have to leave.