I had recently divorced and decided to find a new place to live. After checking out neighborhoods, I found one with nice older homes, town homes and fun and practical shops.
After being there a couple of weeks I went to the local coffee shop to hang out on Saturday morning, as a break from working on the house. I've always been an early riser, so finding out that the shop was open at 6:00 am was great. I brought my computer with and was reading news sites with a great cup of coffee when I saw him walk in. I had seen him in a couple of stores in the area and had chatted with him in the hardware store a time or two. He was a couple of years older than me. He had a nice mix of grey and brown in his hair with a nice trimmed mustache. I guess my glance lingered longer than I thought, because I found myself blushing a bit when he smiled at me. There were several tables filled with people as well as steady traffic going through.
After he grabbed his coffee and a brownie and one local free publications, I waved him over to my table. He walked over and sat across from me. I caught myself checking out his jeans. He filled out the front and back nicely. I felt more than just a twinge in my cock. I closed my laptop down.
"Hi." He said. "It's busy this morning. Looks like it will be nice day."
"Yeah, should be nice and sunny."
"I'm Jim." He said offering me his hand.
"Scott." Shaking his hand. I smiled at him. His eyes were a nice grey. He had firm handshake with a rough but not tough palm.
"Nice to meet you formally. You doing more housework today?"
"No, taking a break. I've got a lot done."
"It's a nice day for it." Jim said. "So what do you think of the area?" "I like the feel of the neighborhood. I feels comfortable for all types of people." I glanced at a lesbian couple a few tables over.
"Yes." Jim said with a smile, and a twinkle in his eye. "It's quite accepting. There is quite a variety around here." Jim flipped over the publication that he had picked up, it was the local gay newspaper. "This coffee shop advertises in here."
"That's cool." I said. "I've been reading that for a while."
Jim smiled. "And people are good at keeping to themselves as well as being helpful when needed. So why did you move here?"
I told him I was recently divorced and needed a change. In the conversation we found out we only lived a few blocks apart. Jim said that he was in the townhouses just down the street. He liked it for not having a yard. We chatted more about various things for quite a while, it became a bit of a flirty conversation. He managed to brush my hand reaching for his coffee a couple of times. I noticed the touch and caught his glance. He smiled each time.
"I don't have that much of a busy day planned?" Jim asked. Jim shifted in his chair.
"I need a break from organizing, so might catch a movie or something."
Jim lowered his voice. "Did you check out the townhouses before buying your house?"
"No, there wasn't one available." I said. "However my yard will not be a burden."
"Want to see how one looks?" He asked.
"Sure." I said.
"Great." Jim said with a broad smile. He reached over an grabbed my hand, squeezing it. "Give me about ten minutes to clear things up."
He gave me his address. I watched him head out the door. I opened up my laptop, checked a few more things, but I was distracted by the fact that since Jim invited me to his townhouse, I had grown an erection. I had liked his touch on my hand. I checked the time, closed out my programs, put my computer into my bag and headed out the door.
Jim's townhouse was three blocks away. He opened the door as I walked up the steps. I saw he had changed to sweatpants and a t-shirt. I saw a serious bulge in his sweatpants and a nice smile. He closed the door behind me.
"Welcome." He said. "Here let me set your bag down." His hand brushed my arm reaching for the shoulder strap. He set it down next to a table in the entry. When he straightened up he smiled at me and moved close. His hand moved to to my shoulder. He looked me in the eyes.
"Scott, I think you are gorgeous and hot." Jim said. "Is it ok if I kiss you?"
I nodded yes. His lips hit mine with just the right force. I moaned a little and opened my mouth. His tongue found mine fast. I felt his body press against mine. His cock was hard. I moved my arms around his back and pulled him tighter. He groaned a little.
He broke the kiss and looked me in the eye. "Would you be ok if the tour started in the bedroom?"
"No, not at all." I smiled at him.
"Good." Jim said. He moved his mouth in for another kiss. We kissed open mouth for several minutes, holding each other close. I felt him move his hip to grind his hard cock against mine.
We stopped the kiss and he took my hand and led me to the steps upstairs to his bedroom.
"So how long after you were married did it take for you to figure out you were gay?" he asked on the way up the stairs.
"A few years." I said. "I grew up in a small town, anyone gay there was deeply closeted."
"I can tell you may have kissed a few men in the past."
"Yes." I said. "I did need to find out. I've played discreetly." He glanced back at me as we walked into his bedroom. He had cleared back the blankets, leaving the sheets free and clear.
"And found out you liked it?" Jim asked as we stopped by the bed.
"More than anything with her." I said with a blush.
"And it's just as natural." He reached a hand to my chin, then moved it down and cupped it against my hard cock. "This is a better guide than your head. You can't fool your cock. And you are very hard right now."
He moved in for another long kiss. Things were getting a little more urgent.
"Are you okay with going to bed with me this soon?" Jim said as he wrapped an arm around me. He used his other hand to move one of mine feel his cock through his sweatpants.
I fondled his cock and looked him in the eye. "Yes. I guess we can't let hard cocks go to waste. Should we get naked?"
Jim answered by loosing my belt and opening my jeans button and slowly lowering my zipper. He reached into my pants, slid my underwear aside. His hand was warm on my cock. His other hand slide back between my ass cheeks. I moaned as he did that.
"This tells me that you are one very, sensual gay man and that I think we will have a very nice time."
I reached my hand into his sweatpants, wrapping it around his shaft. "It'll make a nice break from unpacking boxes."
Jim took both hands and slide my pants and underwear down. He slid them off with my sock and shoes. I kicked them aside. Jim slid his hand between my legs and back up my balls. He gently fondled my balls and cock. He kissed me again. He grabbed my shirt and pulled it up over my head. I was naked. I reached over and pulled his shirt off. His chest was moderately hairy.
"I thought you'd have a nice hairy chest." I smiled at him.
