Sunday with David.
My name is Jason.
I met David surfing the internet and using the chat rooms. It was probably the most significant time of my life when, at last I raised the courage to meet him.
At first exchanging on the internet was like a bit of fun. Looking back it is simply unbelievable what guys do on there with the aid of skype. I guess, initially I was curious that's all but I began to find something out about myself that had not budded before. That I had homosexual tendencies and each new episode, meeting complete strangers and doing things for each other, was thrilling.
I grew in confidence but eventually realised that just doing this coldly via sound and vision was just not enough. I wanted a real relationship, just a casual one would be fine so I started to talk more to guys I particularly liked and arranged a meet if they wanted too.
This was hard going because most pulled out at the last opportunity and made excuses, I guess all they wanted was the thrill of virtual sex and not a real relationship.
I almost gave up ever meeting a guy and almost resorted to the despicable act of chatting up prospective looking guys in the toilets and places like that. For a hot red blooded guy like me it was easy to take the plunge because of my severe frustration. But when I saw what turned out to be a couple of plain clothed cops sussing the area I changed my mind. My need for sexual gratification was bad but I had to consider how my wife would feel if I was caught red handed cock in hand or whatever with a guy and taken to court.
Yes I am married to darling Ann and I do love her. But the sex has gone out of our lives for many reasons, mainly health and Ann is quite happy just to do something for me and forego any sexual intercourse.
That seemed fine but it was five years since we properly made love and I wanted a more intimate pastime. Loving Ann I did not want to stir anything up which would lead to parting so I imagined that just broadening my scope and making a regular date with another guy would suffice.
It sounds horrible because it was like I was cheating on Ann in a way but such was my need for sexual; gratification - other than just masturbation willingly given orally and by hand by Ann. She wanted to make up for the real thing I guess. It still wasn't like a real bonding satisfaction and I made up my mind, so as to stop the frustration and the bad moods I was getting, taking it out of Ann too, I just had to find someone.
The answer was David, dear David who cured all my needs big time and also made me realise that I was bisexual, although it took me sixty years to appreciate I could go with either sex.
Yes, I am sixty, but still in good stead and I need to be to keep David happy. He is twenty years younger but I love him to bits, especially his bits which have given me no end of carnal pleasure and delight.
Back to those chat rooms and attempting to find a willing guy of like mind, two possible did not turn up at the arranged venue and when I made arrangements for the third time with this guy called David I was despondent. But having exchanged lots of dark secrets online I thought maybe this guy meant business...
We exchanged pictures besides doing things on skype, but he agreed he would rather do it for real. He encouraged me lots saying he liked older men and he would just love to have some quality time alone with me.
I said the feeling was mutual. I wanted to feel the warmth of another next to me real time. He had a lovely lean body and a cock to die for and he drove me mad., teasing me and the like, showing how he likes it to be massaged. I soon realised too that when he kept wanting to see my bum in various angles, and when he asked me to stretch it apart so he could see between, he wanted to play the male part and I was happy with that, being more of a sausage toad guy so to speak, He laughed when I told him that but knew straight away what I meant because he added that he could just not wait to fuck me, that I seemed absolutely perfect for him and he thought I was a dream..
Already my life felt better. I felt better in myself too. It's hard to explain but I guess it is just being wanted by someone like David who has it all. I was determined to make it work from day one when he met me on a prearranged Sunday in a supermarket car park.
My wife works on Sunday in the supermarket and I drop her off, so the plan was for me to drive David to my place where we could acquaint each other. It worked out well because we had six clear hours to enjoy each other and became a regular Sunday habit
I usually saw him off and drove him back to his car just before picking Ann, giving myself enough time to tidy up. I covered the duvet in a spare blanket whilst we indulged and made sure I put it back in the airing cupboard afterwards.
David liked to ravish me so the bed was well untidy, but it was simple enough to remake.
David had a wife too. But they were separated. He found some black hairs on the sheets which couldn't have been his of his wife's because she was blonde and he was a red head. He worked out that she was having it away with someone when he was at work so one day took a sick note ,returned to his house about an hour after he'd left for work and found his wife and a black guy making hay in the bed.
