The Real One

Sometimes life can surprise you.

It was a nice day..that perpetual afternoon that comes with Fall. I had just finished at the gym, driving home on the quasi country road that led to my neighborhood.

I saw a car in the shoulder..slowing down, I saw a flat tire. A young guy, on the phone, looking distraught.

I pulled over and got out of my truck.

"Hey, need some help?" I said, walking towards him.

He turned to me..I noticed immediately his soft features, almost feminine. Blond hair, longish, tussle. He waved his phone. "Triple A..put me on hold."

I smiled. " Yeah, they tend to do that. " I walked to the car and looked at the tire. Looked like a thick bolt sticking out of it caused the flat. "I'll give you a hand. Pop your trunk, we'll get you going."

I walked back to my truck and grabbed my floor jack.

"Thank you so much..I'm helpless when it comes to stuff like this. I'm Tyler, by the way."

I walked over to him..the contrast was noticeable. I was 6'2", 56, broad shoulders and big..my belly was solid, but big, my head shaved. He was short..probably 5'7", very slight build, thin arms, small hands, delicate fingers he would use to brush his hair out of his eyes.

I smiled. "Not a problem, Tyler." I set the jack down and held my hand out. "I'm Grant."

Our hands touched..he almost blushed, his smooth skin made me feel..something. The little smile on his face made me grin.

I nodded and got to work. I made short work of changing the tire, but the soreness of my shoulder from the gym flared up.

I packed his flat tire in his trunk.

"You can get it plugged at any tire store..pretty cheap fix and you will be set." I stretched my arm out, my hand on my shoulder as I rotated it.

"Oh, I hope you didn't hurt yourself changing the tire," Tyler said, genuine concern in his voice.

"Oh, nah..I just pushed myself a bit too hard at the gym..I keep forgetting I'm an old man, now." I chuckled.

"Oh, you aren't old..just seasoned. " He giggled and I smiled..something was happening here.

Tyler walked over and looked up. "Do you mind.." He said as his hands slowly began working the muscles around my shoulder.

I should have been freaked out, but I wasn't. The fingers kneading into my shoulder felt good, and I felt my muscles loosen.

"Ahh..wow..that's great..feels a lot better."

He smiled..beaming. "Part time massage therapist. "

"Let me give you my number, in case you need any help with your tire getting fixed." I almost blurted it..I'm not sure why I did that.

Tyler smiled. "Yes! That is so nice of you!"

I gave him my number and he put it in his phone. I heard my phone chirp..a text message from him..a smiley emoji. I grinned and returned the message with a winking emoji..not sure why, just felt..right.

He looked at his phone and smiled..his finger on his lip. He looked up at me, almost giddy.

"Well, I should be going..I have some yard work to finish up..you let know if you need anything. It was really good meeting you."

"Oh, it was great meeting you! Thank you so much! You'll have to let me fix you dinner one night to pay you back."

"That is a great idea..I never turn down a meal. You got my number..just text or call anytime."

His eyes looked me up and down. "Yes..same to you. I'm new here, so it's good to meet new people."

I nodded and walked to my truck. Driving past, I waved..Tyler waved back, the way a cute girl would wave to their crush.

The next few days were uneventful; work, gym, relaxing with video games with the occasional scotch.

I couldn't get meeting Tyler out of my mind, though.

I was alone partly by choice; the last marriage ended because I couldn't take the craziness anymore. After that, I took a look at myself and went on a diet..exercise..living better for myself, no one else.

I never had feelings sexually for men, but I couldn't help wondering what my arms would feel enveloping him in an embrace..or his lips on mine.

I shrugged it off..but I couldn't stop imagining it.

Finally, on the third day I sent him a text..casual, "Hey, how are you" kind of thing.

He replied with a smile emoji and "I'm so glad you reached out! I want to cook you dinner tonight!"

I looked at the message..my heart beating faster. What was happening? I breathed in and out..fuck it..I'm the man. I take care of things.

"Perfect. I'd like that."

Another emoji reply: heart. "Great! See you at 7!" He sent his address. I put the phone down. For some reason I had a huge grin on my face.

I arrived at Tyler's around 7..I wore a nice polo shirt and khakis..nothing too fancy. I brought a bottle of wine with me. I knocked on the door.

Tyler opened up, a big smile on his face. He was wearing a pink tank top..almost like a woman's top..and tight shorts that definitely looked off the rack of a ladies section.

I have to admit..he pulled it off.

"Wow, you look great! Please come in!" He walked, leading me into his house..my eyes glued to his incredibly round ass. What was going on with me...

"I brought some wine, I wasn't sure if you drank or not."

He beamed. "Oh, that was so sweet! I will get us a couple of glasses, why don't you have a seat?"

I took a seat on a stylish modern sofa. I looked around..tasteful art on the wall, the living room was decorated and furnished well.

"I love what you've done with place."

Tyler giggled as he flounced back into the room, holding the wine and two glasses.

"Thanks, I try..decorating is a passion." He poured the wine and handed me the glass. He sat down about an arms length from me..his legs under him, casually, like a girl. What was I thinking..

I sipped the wine, broke the ice.

"What brings you to our sleepy little town?" Corny, dude, so corny..

He tittered: hee, hee. "Work, transfer offer, and since I just had a horrible breakup with my now ex-boyfriend..may worms grow in his brain..I decided it was time for a change."

I laughed. "Yeah, I'm 3 times divorced..I know the feeling."

He smiled. "Three times? You a glutton for punishment?"

"Ha, some say that..I guess I'm a romantic."

Tyler looked over his glass at me with lidded eyes.

"Are you? You must have a full dance card."

"You're a flatterer, but not really. More by choice..the women my age are fine, but many are jaded and angry at being single in their 50s. I tried online dating, but all the women who messaged me were young..in their 20s."

I paused, sipping the wine. "On a lark, I did go out on a date with one..whoo, boy. It's like she had no filter and twenty minutes into the date, I realized she had more issues than Action Comics. After that, I just decided I'd let fate take the wheel."

Tyler laughed. "More issues than Action Comics..oh, I HAVE to use that."

I liked hearing him laugh.

I leaned back on the sofa..relaxed.

"How about you? Single, attached?"

Tyler drained his glass, poured another. "Single, very single..dating apps are full of horny..which I appreciate, but, stereotypes aside, I don't just jump into bed on the first date."

I nodded. "We are alike there..I mean, yeah, I did when I was in my 20s, but I figured out quick it wasn't for me..I wanted more."

"I'd say three marriages qualifies as more."

"Har de har, funny guy."

Tyler stifled a laugh. The timer went off. "Ahh, saved by the bell..come on, dinner is ready"

The dinner was perfect..glazed honey chicken with a mixed green salad.

We talked..my job, his job, small talk between bites. What did I do for fun? His eyes lit up when I mentioned video games, we talked about games we both liked.

It had been a while since I felt so comfortable around someone..it was nice.

Dinner over, we sat on the couch.

"Ooh.." Tyler patted his tummy. "I am soooo fat."

"Yes, I agree, you are morbidly obese."

He playfully swatted my arm. I chuckled.

I stood up and pulled my shirt up to reveal my bigger hairier belly. "See, now this is a fatty fat fat belly."

Tyler raised his eyebrows and almost licked his lips.

"Grant, you have, what we call, a Daddy vibe..look at you.." He grinned and then laughed.

"Well.." I said, sitting back down. "I guess I have that going for me."

"I do need to find a gym, though." Tyler said.

"I'm going tomorrow, why don't you come as my guest? If you like it you can sign up and we can be gym buddies."

He smiled..all genuine. "Thank you. I accept."

I grinned back. "Good..I'll pick you up around 11."

The night ended on that note. Tyler watched me as I walked to my truck, his smile and easy laugh carrying me all the way home.

I arrived at Tyler's around 10:45 the next day. It was warm, so I decided on my workout tank top and shorts. Yeah, it's vain, but I liked the way the tank showed off my arms. I wasn't ripped like some Hollywood guy, but my arms went from flabby to solid in a few months of serious work.

I walked up and knocked on the door; Tyler opened up and almost knocked me over.

He was in a tight pink tank top and a very tight pair of yoga pants..I couldn't stop staring.

"Hi, gym buddy..wow, you look..well, very Daddy." He giggled and noticed my look. "Oh..too much?"

"What?" I didn't realize I was staring.

"I know I'm flamboyant.."

"You? Flamboyant? No way."

Tyler swatted my arm. "Look, maybe I should change into something more conservative.."

I put my hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes. "You. Be. You. I'm old as dirt, and it took me a while to learn that."

He looked up and hugged me. I was surprised at first but I returned the embrace, wrapping my arms around his petite frame.

He pulled away, he looked embarrassed. " I'm so sorry.."

"For what? It was nice. Everyone needs a hug once in a while. " I pulled him back in for another hug. "See? Hugs are nice."

He smiled up at me. "Okay, old man, let's go to the gym."

The gym was nice and quiet..I worked on my arms and chest..Tyler did pilates and squats..and wow..I know how he kept his bottom so perfectly round.

I caught him glancing at me as I strained, doing bicep curls..I wondered if he knew I was watching him as his perfect ass swayed before me?

What was happening here...

The gym had a protein shake bar..after the workout we grabbed a table.

We talked..Tyler sipped his shake through his straw, his eyes looking over at me.

"What?"

He licked his lips. "I'm trying to figure you out."

I laughed. "I hope you have a while, then. I can't even figure me out."

"I mean, you know I'm gay."

I put my hand to my chest. " What? I had no idea."

Tyler laughed, then said, "I'm serious! I don't have a lot of straight friends, but I'm pretty comfortable with you."

I shrugged. "I dunno, Tyler. The older I get..and yes, I'm old..the more I realize shit like labels don't really matter. We are here on this earth for a limited time..why not just be kind and make friends? I like you..your fun, you're cute, you like the cool games I like. Why not be friends?"

Tyler sloooowly wrapped his lips around the straw..took a long sip..eyes on me. It was the most sensual thing I had ever seen. "Did you just call me cute?"

I grinned. "Maybe. I can't remember everything I say, I'm old."

Tyler looked at me with a look..like..something like...a tigress finding what she NEEDS.

The next few weeks, we hung out..the gym..playing video games, hiking, dinners..just enjoying each other's company.

I loved it..finding someone I could talk to..and just be ME..was refreshing.

A friday, close to 5, Tyler sent me a text.

"Hey, did you know there is a gay club downtown?"

I replied. "No, but I guess I do now."

Tyler: Emoji of a wink. "We are so going..you will have so much fun..pick me up at 7."

Me: "Ok, thanks for asking. Bossy-ass."

Tyler: Emoji of a wink.

So. A gay club. It was a new thing right?

I decided, new thing? New style. I grabbed a polo that was a size smaller..tight on the biceps. The jeans that were more..snug..than I was used to. I checked myself in the mirror..shit...I guess I was a Daddy..

I drove over to Tyler's. I walked in..he gave me a key a few weeks ago.

"Yo, I'm here!" I called out. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge..I grabbed a water.

I turned around and there was Tyler..tight shirt..tight jeans..his hair styled. He did a piourette.

"I look..fabulous!"

I smiled. "Yes, you do. So what goes on at a gay club?"

He shrugged. "Oh, you know, the usual. You walk in and the bartender has to deepthroat your cock before he serves you."

"Really?"

"No, you horny old man. It's just a club where gay..and straight drunk girls..like to hang out."

"Fair enough. You look nice, by the way."

Tyler blushed a little. "So do you. Look at you showing off the goods."

"Laundry day is tomorrow, it was all I had. "

He winked. "So much shit full you are."

"Okay, Yoda, let's just go."

We pulled into the parking lot..boom, boom, boom of the bass reverberating from the building. Not a lot of cars in the parking lot.

"I dunno, Tyler, this place looks dead."

Tyler laughed. "These clubs hop later..come on, we can get in now with no cover charge and play darts or shoot pool"

I shrugged. "Lead the way, MacDuff."

Tyler rolled his eyes. "You aren't just a nerd, you're a literary nerd."

I grinned and we walked into the club.

Loud: that thump, thump, thump of the bass reverberating into my chest.

I didn't know what to expect; several older guys sitting at the bar..they all looked up at Tyler. The bartender was a young, very cute guy..he smiled as we ordered a couple of beers.

TOO loud. I leaned into Tyler. "It's loud."

He leaned into my ear..and licked my earlobe. "Dance with me."

The shock of the earlobe lick disappeared as he dragged me onto the empty dance floor.

THUMP THUMP THUMP

Tyler moved into me, turning around, his perfect ass..

THUMP THUMP THUMP

what was happening here

THUMP THUMP THUMP

My hands on his hips his ass grinding into my crotch, I kissed the back of his neck, he moaned

THUMP THUMP THUMP

Pounding rhythm. He turned around. My hands pulling him into me

THUMP THUMP THUMP

Lips on his..a passionate kiss of what was so long denied. His arms around my neck..silence...nothing but that MOMENT

Every one else faded into mist

The music droned into silence

Just him.

Just me.

We felt it. There. Across the life we had..we have..we will have.

His eyes on me. My hands on him. We melted into each other.

My voice. Strong..all mine.."Let's go. It's time."

Driving back to Tyler's..his hands on me. "Are you sure?"

Into his driveway. I growled. "Get inside. Show me how you appreciate a Daddy."

Where did that come from

Inside the house; my hands pushing him against the door, deep kissing, passionate, a conquerer claiming his property.

My hands gripping his hair. Lips on his ear;

"I wanted to claim you the moment I met you."

Where did that come from

Tyler sighed..kissed me..moaned.."Yessss..take me, Daddy.."

FUCK

That was all it took.

I stripped off my shirt..my pants..my cock HARD and throbbing.

Take CHARGE

"On your knees." A growl.

Tyler smiled..slid down and looked up..

I was pretty average as far as length...about 6 or 7 inches..but thick..girthy..with a fat cut head.

That fat head..slapping on his lips. His eyes up..his hands on my hairy belly..his tongue slowly licking.

FUCK

WHAT WAS HAPPENING HERE

My voice: gruff. "You've been wanting this for a while, haven't you?" So strange but so true..a real statement.

POP..my cock sliding out of his very eager mouth.

Eyes up..a sensual smirk on his face..his cheek laying on my very hard, very throbbing cock.

"Oh, so much. You are such a hot, sexy Daddy..and seeing you embrace it tonight..God, I want to show you how much I love you."

Love.

It took me back a bit.

But

But

It was nice hearing it.

It felt right..what was love? It was a feeling of being complete.

It was true..real..I just wanted Tyler..in so many ways.

There it was.

I pulled him to me..I kissed him. "Say it again."

His hands on my face. Soft. REAL.

"I love you. I want you to be my man."

My hand on his throat..soft, yet dominating.

A low growl from my throat; years of denial. "You are mine now."

What happened next was always going to happen. Inevitable from the moment I met Tyler.

On his back, his legs wide, my throbbing cock guided by his soft fingers. I kissed him, long and deep as I began sliding inside his eager, hungry hole.

There:

We melted into one. His arms around me. His moans with every thrust. His voice; "I love you!" Driving me over the edge. The most incredible feeling. His cock spurting, coating us between, as I roared like a lion, heavy ropes, erupting into him, holding him tight, gripping him..everything becoming clear, and becoming REAL

His sweat on my body. I held him close. We kissed like long lost lovers. We stayed like that, his soft fingers on my face, whispers of love found.

Life changed.

We became a couple; Tyler moved into my house, we fell into a routine of life, sex and love. We hiked. we worked out..fingers entwined as we sat and watched a movie in a theater.

His voice loud and real everytime he came, hands free, with my cock inside..declaring his love for me with every thrust.

It took a while..but I found the one that I was meant to be with..the real one who knew me..in every way.