A Rainy Saturday Awakening

A Rainy Saturday Awakening

 

 

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64Unsure

 

 

(All characters are fictional and over 18)

 

Let me start by saying I am a 60 plus man, not in great shape, but getting better. I was married for over thirty years. A wonderful woman, who sadly passed away a year and a half ago. I took it kind of hard, and went into a period of depression. I just went to work, came home, sat around the house, watching TV and eating junk food.

One morning while getting ready for work, I grabbed a shirt and tried to pull it over my head, when it tore.

While I was taking it off, I noticed myself in the closet mirror, and seeing myself for the first time in a long time. I was not happy with what I saw. I looked around my bedroom, and realized I needed to make a change.

Mary would not have accepted the way I let myself, and our home, go to waste. So, that weekend I started to change, first I cleaned the house from top to bottom. That took a few days.

Next I began to eat a little more healthy, and finally began to get out of the house. I started walking again. Mary and I used to do that regularly.

There is a city park only a few blocks away. It has a jogging trail around the park that wines through the trees, with all the other courts and various things needed to enjoy yourself or your family while trying to get into shape.

The neighborhood where the park is located has a mixture of people from my age to college students, no dorms or apartments but houses and homes for all. Mary and I used to go to this park all the time.

The next Saturday I started heading back to the park to walk, and get the fresh air needed to get back into shape. Over the next several weeks, Saturday became a regular park routine. I would walk to the park, walk and run the jogging trail and return home. As time went on, I began to extend my time in the park, walking longer and taking more and more laps of the trail. The trail itself is nice, there are open areas where you can see most of the courts, and there are portions that are a little more secluded, tucked into the woods and around the streams that cut through the park.

It’s always crowded on Saturdays. In the morning and most of the afternoon, so you always see plenty of the same people over and over again.

This one Saturday in October there was a little chill in the air and overcast with a drizzle of rain falling. The weather forecast for the day were storms moving in later in the afternoon. So, I intended to do two laps of the trail and head home before the storms moved in. I didn’t mind the drizzle, it is the hard rain that I hated.

The park wasn’t congested, due to the approaching bad weather. I’d say there weren’t twenty people in the whole park, with most of them over at the courts.

As I was on my second lap of the trail, I had slowed from running to walking when it started to rain a little harder and decided to wait it out under one of the large trees in this part of the trail, hoping the rain would ease up for the walk back home.

As I shook off the rain, I heard a noise from behind me in the bushes further off the trail. It sounded like a low groan. Maybe somebody had tripped while doing the same thing I was, waiting out the rain, and hurt themselves.

Walking around the tree, I peeked through the brush, and saw one young man leaning against another tree. While another young man was on his knees in front of him with his back to me. As I looked closer, I saw the gentleman on his knees, head move back and forth. At the same time, the standing one let out another moan, and I realized he was getting a blowjob. I looked back down at the one giving it. Watching him get into giving head. I couldn’t see what was happening, but from the porn I’ve watched over the years I knew what was happening. I began to get an uneasy feeling, something strange was going on in my mind. I caught myself wanting to see more.

As I looked back at the standing man, he opened his eyes and saw me standing there. I froze. He just smiled, and then winked at me. I was caught. I turned to leave when I slipped in the mud and fell. Landing hard and covering me in mud.

I pulled myself up, and saw the man on his knees had stopped and turned toward me. Seeing both of them looking at me. I was stuck like a deer in the headlamps of an on coming car.

I looked down and caught a glimpse of the kneeling man holding the erect penis of the man getting sucked. It looked big.

Something about getting caught looking at them made me panic. Turning away, I ran down the trail as fast as I could.

Being a bit out of shape, that sprint didn’t last long, and I found myself slowing and stopping under another large tree towards the edge of the park to catch my breath. It began to rain harder and harder. I was stuck under this tree. When I looked back down the trail and saw the two men heading my way.

Oh! crap, what do I do now?

One of them yelled at me to hold up. I don’t know why, but I didn’t leave. When they caught up to me, they paused, and assured me that they were not going to cause me any trouble. Here is the conversation as good as I can recall it.

“Hey man, we don’t want any trouble, we just wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt. You fell pretty hard back there. Are you OK?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, just my pride got hurt when I fell on my ass. It was not my intention to stare park, back there. What you do is your business, but this is a public park, and you two should know better than to do that kind of stuff here.” I replied.

“I know that. We live over there.” The man who was on his knees was saying, as he pointed across the street.

“We enjoy this park regularly, but something came over me back there with the rain and the fact almost nobody was in the park today, I thought one quick one and nobody would catch us. By the way, I’m Jeff and this is Martin.” he continued.

“Look, we’re not perverts or anything, we keep our private life private. But this time you did catch us doing something that, maybe, we shouldn’t have. All we are saying is we’re sorry. Are you ok with that? By the way, what’s your name?” his partner Martin said.

After thinking about it for a moment, I said.

“Yeah, it’s ok. Just be a little more careful. There are families around.” I took another second, and decided to add, “My name is Wayne.”

“I’ve noticed you here before. Over the past few Saturdays. Walking and running around the park. Do you live around here?” Martin asked.

I nodded yes, and pointed in a different direction towards my part of the neighborhood.

“Look, it’s going to rain for a while now, and we are all soaking wet. The fact you’re covered in mud is in part our fault. Can we at least offer you a towel and a covered porch to wait out this weather?” Jeff said as he pointed again toward their house.

I looked across the street, and saw the fully covered front porch.

“We can stay outside on the porch, if you want, but can we, at least, get out of this rain?” he added as he turned and headed off. Martin just looked at me, smiled, turned and followed. Leaving me there alone. The rain was coming down harder now. The good thing was it washed away some mud.

Then I heard the thunder, and saw the bolt of lightning for the first time. That’s all I needed to spur me into accepting their invitation, besides it was an open porch and I could leave anytime I wanted.

Jeff got their first. He already had a key out, and was going into the house as Martin and I reached the porch. After a minute or two. Jeff returned with three towels and handed us each one. As I towelled off I noticed all three of us had Carolina sweat gear on, Martin noticed it about the same time, and asked if I was a Gamecock fan.

” Alum, class of 84.” I replied.

“We’re both seniors this year, class of 2021.” was Martin’s reply.

“Well, that’s at least one thing all of us have in common.” Jeff added.

For some reason, that struck me as funny, so I laughed a little. Me having something in common with two men I just caught having sex in the woods. Jeff and Martin just looked at each other, a bit puzzled by my laughter.

“This is the first time you’ve relaxed around us throughout this whole thing. I guess that means you accept our apology.” Martin noted.

“Look, I didn’t mean to come off as judgmental, or anything like that. I never met a gay man before, much less walked in on a couple engaged in that. It’s just when I heard you moan back there, I thought you had fallen, and hurt yourself. I was just going to see if I could help.” I stated.

“Thanks for trying to help, but as you saw, I wasn’t in any pain.” Martin said, making the obvious point that he was moaning in pleasure.

Jeff then punched Martin’s arm, saying, “Stop it, you’re embarrassing our guest. Wayne, would you like something to drink? We have water, juice, wine, or something stronger if you want?”

“A beer would be nice, if you got one.” I answered.

“3 Buds coming up.” Jeff said, as he got up and went inside. Returning in a couple of minutes with 3 bottles of beer.

The rain continued to get harder, and then more thunder and lightning popped.

“We had better get inside. This storm looks like it’s going to bad.” Jeff said as he looked at me for a response.

“I’m covered in mud, and there is no way I can go into your house without making a mess. You 2 should just go in. I’ll just hustle back through the park to my house. Thanks for the beer, and I am sorry for the interruption back there. I hope you get to finish what you had started.” I said, trying to politely not accept the invitation.

Wait, why the fuck did I add that last part about interrupting the blowjob. Maybe they did not catch on to what I meant. I hoped.

“No way, I’ve already laid out some extra towels just inside the door when I went to get the beer. All I ask is you leave your muddy shoes out here, besides this is no kind of weather to be cutting through the trees with all the lightning going on.” Jeff said.

Martin got up and headed in, Jeff reached out, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the front door. I kicked off my shoes.

I broke Jeff’s grip and bent down to pull off my socks and stuff them into my shoes. As I stood up, I looked into the house and saw that Martin had already taken off his sweatpants as he grabbed a towel and headed into the house. He was wearing only a jock strap with his ass pointed back at me. I paused a second before standing back up.

Jeff caught me looking. He just grabbed my hand and pulled me inside their house, handing me a clean towel.

“Take this, and head into the guest room down the hall. I’ll bring you a robe, and you can take off your gear. Place it into the laundry hamper.

You are welcome to use the shower in there to warm up and get clean. If you are quick, I don’t think the storm will cause any problems. The power goes out a lot around here for some reason when these type of storms hit.

When you get done, come back out, and meet us in the living room for drinks, and conversation to wait the storm out.

Martin and I will use our bathroom to clean up.

Later, when the storm passes, and you get ready to leave. I’ll have your clothes clean and dried by then.”

Their house was warm compared to the cold, wet weather outside.

I cautiously accepted Jeff’s offer to use his guest bathroom and shower. I turned and followed Jeff as he led me to the guest room.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell Martin you were checking out his butt.” he said.

“What? No, I wasn’t. It was just there. I couldn’t help but see it.” I stammered back.

Jeff started laughing.

I looked at Jeff.

“Relax, I’m just fucking with you.” Jeff smirked.

He opened up the door and pointed towards the guest bath.

Once I was inside the room, he left, to clean himself up.

Damn, this guest room was better than my master bedroom. The bathroom was just as nice, a multiple head shower in a large walk in stall. Took me a second to get the water right, but man am I glad I did.

The hot water relaxed me. I must have lost track of time because soon there was a knock on the bathroom door, and Martin was saying, “Wayne, are you ok? You have been in there a long time. You haven’t fallen in there, have you. Do you need me to come in, help you up? Or maybe wash your back?”

“No, no, don’t come in. I’m ok. I just lost track of myself in this shower. I’ll be out in a second.” I stammered.

Wait, did he just throw my words back at me that I had used to describe walking in on him and Jeff in the park? What did he mean, wash my back? Am I being set up for something? My mind started wondering just what have I gotten myself into? I think I had better put my clothes back on and go.

I turned off the shower. Toweled off, and looked for my clothes. I looked around for my underwear, and realized that I had put them into the hamper with my sweats. The hamper was nowhere in sight.

When did that happen? Had Martin or Jeff had come in while I was in the shower? Did they see me naked in there? Why did I care about that? All I could do was put on the robe Jeff had laid out for me.

As I put the robe on, I noticed that it was one of those half robes. It was barely long enough to cover my hips, let alone my ass or cock. Shit no way I could walk out like this. I took a clean towel and wrapped it around my waist. I waited a couple of minutes, wondering if I stood just stay in the guest room or go out.

There was a knock at the door.

“Wayne, I’ve got your clothes in the wash. Martin has poured you a whiskey to help warm you up. If you want to stay in our guest room, I can bring it to you, or you can join us in the living room.” Jeff said through the door.

I’m 6 decades on this planet. Never backed down from any bar fight in my life. Hell, I started more than one. Here I am nervous about sitting in a room, in a bath robe, with you gay men dressed the same way. Thinking about hiding behind a door. Ego took over. I’m straight, I was married to a wonderful woman. No way I was going to let any gay man intimidate me.

“What kind of whiskey?” I asked as I opened the door.

“Nothing special, just Jack Black.” Jeff informed me. Taking my hand, and leading me back to the front of the house.

As I turned into the living room, there was Martin sitting on the couch. Dressed in the same short robe as me, except no towel around his waist. The robe was open over his chest.

He was a hairy man. Why did I stare at him?

He noticed that I was looking at him, and smiled at me.

Jeff pushed me into the chair just across the room, and handed me my drink.

I was staring straight at the couch and Martin’s semi spread legs. I swear I could just about see straight up his robe. Jeff was also dressed in the same type of short robe I had on. He was a bit shorter than me and his robe covered his ass as I watched him walk across the living room and sit down next to Martin.

“Guys I appreciate you letting me warm up from the weather outside, and I am sorry for disturbing you earlier, but I have to tell you I’m straight, just so you know. If you’re thinking of trying to seduce me. It won’t work. I’m just not into men.” I tried to say as macho as I could. Martin laughed at that point.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking right now, but seducing you is not what’s going on here. Not unless that’s what you want us to do.”

Staring right at me with that same sly smile and wink he gave me when he caught me watching him in the park.

Jeff, broke in. “Damn it, Martin, shut up. Wayne, please forgive him. He’s not like this normally. Just relax. I want to get to know you, and my bitch of a husband is just being an asshole right now.”

“Excuse me, I don’t know what I’m saying right now. I’m bit flushed right now. I have never met a gay couple before, and I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry.” came my poor attempt at an apology.

“No need to apologize, Wayne, please relax. We are all here waiting out the storm together.” Jeff said to reassure me.

After that, Jeff took over the conversation, and steered things away from sex. I began to calm down a little, as I tend to do when drinking Jack.

As the conversation continued about different stuff, and a second round of jack was poured by Jeff. I ended up telling them about Mary, our life together and her death. They were interested in how I was coping with her passing.

We talked about many things. Where they had come from, and that they were med students, and that’s what led them to Carolina. Then the whole conversation switched to Gamecock stuff, from baseball to basketball to football and all things Carolina.

As I relaxed a little more and began to forget we were sitting in the living room in robes and towels, the washing machine set off a ding, Martin got up saying it was time to put the clothes in the dryer. As he got up to move towards the dryer, his robe rode up and no longer covered anything below his waist.

There he was, walking damn near naked right in front of me. Jeff caught me looking at Martin’s cock as he passed in front of me.

Jeff noticed I was uncomfortable and said, “Don’t let it worry you. I know these robes are a bit short, but they are wonderful at keeping you warm after a shower, so I bought several sets.

Besides, I’m sure you’ve been to the gym and seen more than one man’s cock in the showers before. It doesn’t mean anything.”

“Sure, I’ve been to the Y, and I’ve seen a few dicks before in the showers. But I’ve never been in a room with two openly gay men before, and it’s freaking me out a bit. I just don’t see the appeal of gay sex.” I said, trying to convince myself more than him.

“How do you know those men at the gym weren’t gay and checking you out? I have to admit something to you. When I went in to get your muddy clothes, I peaked a little.

You were lost in the warm water from the shower. You have a cute ass and a nice piece of man meat between your legs. Any woman or man would love to get their hands on both.” Jeff confessed.

I knew someone had come in while I was in the shower.

“I didn’t think of that, and thanks? I think for the complement, but gay stuff just isn’t for me.” I said, a bit unsure of my words at that point.

“But have you ever considered it? Any question or maybe a fantasy about what it would be like to be with another man? What would it feel like to have the control over another man’s orgasm? That is what is, control. You control when your partner cums. The different way you suck him, gives you complete control. Doesn’t that make you think about it, just a little?” He asked directly.

I was caught a bit off guard by his direct question. His choice of words put something in my head.

“No, definitely not, I like pussy. Always have, always will.” I stated frankly.

‘Let’s stop talking about me. It’s making me a little uneasy. Tell me why you and Martin. What got you two together.” I asked, hoping to deflect the subject away from me.

“I’ve always known I was gay and never been with a woman. When he met me, he was dating his high school sweetheart. I knew a mutual friend of hers. I was going out one night to met my friend.

We met at a dance club we all happened to attend. I found out he was trying to get into USC, and I told him I had been accepted. The night went by with all of us just dancing the night away. As the days passed, we would see each in school and say hello, in passing.

After he got accepted, I discovered he wanted to become a doctor. The same as me.

Martin asked me if I wanted to share a dorm room together. He said we could help each other with our studies. That’s when I asked him if he knew I was gay.

He didn’t care about that, he just wanted someone he knew could help him with the workload. So, I said sure.

During our hours of studying together, we began to become closer friends. He began to ask me a lot about being gay. I asked if he was curious. He denied it, but I could tell he was.

One night he just came over and kissed me. From that first moment, we knew we fit together, just like Mary and you fit. Martin and I fit.”

Jeff paused a little at that point. Looking directly at me.

“If I might ask you, earlier today when you walked up on me giving Martin a blowjob, you paused and stared for a long time before you were caught and freaked out.”

“I wasn’t freaked out, I just slipped in the mud.” I quipped.

“Ok, not freaked out, but you have to admit you did stare at me sucking Martin’s cock.” Jeff pressed.

“No, I never saw you sucking his penis. Your back was to me and I couldn’t see anything. Besides, I’ve never been interested in any of that stuff. I’ve never looked at another man’s penis in that way before. Much less felt like I wanted to suck one.” I tried to reassure myself while answering him.

“I did catch you staring at my hand holding his hard cock. You can’t deny that.” he added.

Jeff just looked at me, smiled a little and sat back on the couch, saying. “That’s right. It’s called a cock, or dick. Not a penis. A penis is what you piss with, a cock is what you suck.”

Martin strolled back into the room.

“It will be about an hour before the clothes are dry, what did I miss?” he asked as he moved in front of me. My head turned, my eyes locked on his cock swaying side to side as he walked towards the couch. He sat down next to Jeff.

Again, Jeff caught me watching Martin’s “penis”.

“Nothing much.” Jeff stated, as he never took his eyes off me. “Just that Wayne was just saying he didn’t see me suck your cock today. I had his view blocked. Maybe I should show him right now what he missed.”

He reached over and pulled Martin’s robe open and started stroking his cock, staring me down, trying to gauge my response. Martin just sat back, untied the robe and started to get into it. I watched his hand slide up and down.

Martin’s dick began to grow and get hard as his husband’s hand continued to stroke it to life. Jeff got off the couch and kneeled in front of Martin and took his cock in his mouth and began moving his head up and down like I saw earlier. I think Jeff did this on purpose to block my vision again. Making sure I couldn’t see clearly. Knowing he had already set the idea of me wanting to see what he was doing in my head.

This caught Martin off guard a little, as Jeff shallowed his dick.

I just sat there stunned at what I was watching, my eyes growing bigger all the while. I should get up, get my wet clothes and go home right then and there I told myself, but by now Martin had started that moan again.

Still, I just sat there and watched. Then I did something I hadn’t counted on. After a few moments of watching the back of Jeff’s head go up and down, I cranked my head to the side to see if I could get a better view. As if on cue, another lighting bolt and a crack of thunder, struck. Then the power went out. The light was dim coming from the windows.

Martin noticed me trying to get a better view. Patting the open seat on the couch, he wanted me to come sit beside him. As if in a trance, I got up and moved to Martin’s side, and for the first time in my life saw a man’s cock slide in and out of another man’s mouth.

I was mesmerized at the sight and I couldn’t take my eyes from it. I slid a little closer and my knee bumped into Jeff’s arm, he looked up and saw me sitting there.

Jeff knew he had succeeded in his plan to get me over beside them. He reached over with his right hand and began massaging my leg.

I didn’t brush it away. At first, he was just rubbing around my knee and massaging my thigh. Then he moved his hand up and touched my balls. I looked down, and realized I had let the towel fall away when I walked across the room. I was getting hard. I returned my gaze towards Martin’s cock. Lost in my thoughts about the sight in front of me.

The next thing I remember was Jeff grabbing my cock, and he started stroking it up and down to match his rhythm of sucking Martin. I looked away from Martin to watch Jeff stroke my cock.

Another man was jacking me off, and I was letting him.

Martin reached his hand behind my head and started rubbing my neck. He turned my head back towards his lap. I couldn’t take my eyes from Martin’s cock going in and out of Jeff’s mouth.

Jeff looked up at me and saw this, he took Martin’s cock out of his mouth with it covered in his spit and stroked it to match his stroking of me. He squeezed my cock and I returned my attention back to him.

“I told you, it’s about control. I have control over your cock now.” Jeff boasted.

Then he shifted and took my cock into his mouth. My God, it is so warm in his mouth, It felt so fucking great. I never imagined it would feel so good, a man sucking my dick. Sure I’ve had blowjobs before from my wife and other girls I dated prior to her. But this was different. More intense, Jeff knew what he was doing. I felt his tongue work around my cock, and I let out a moan of my own. Now Martin’s hand on my neck began to apply pressure, to push my head down, and I knew what he wanted. He wanted my mouth to take Jeff’s place, and he wasn’t going to accept anything else.

I looked right at Martin’s cock, and it shocked me that I wanted to know what it would taste like, how it would feel in my mouth, so I opened my mouth and lowered it over his hot cock head. Martin moaned again and that seemed so fucking hot to me that I got the type of moan out of him.

Martin’s hand held my head in place, he kept it there, and for some reason I liked it. Being held in place like that made it seem even nastier. Being in the shadows of the dimly lit room seemed to ease my apprehension about sucking a cock.

I began to relax, suck a little more and move my head up and down, the way I saw Jeff do earlier.

Moving my tongue over the head of head cock, I found the slit and started to notice the salty taste of Martin’s cock, I had no idea it was his pre-cum. I thought it tasted a little like salted popcorn. I continued to work my tongue around the head, caress the shaft with it, trace the veins that were pulsing along its entire length.

Martin commented on that, saying, “Keep using that hot tongue of yours. You are a natural cocksucker, Wayne.”

Cocksucker, never in my life, would I have thought anyone would call me that and not end up being knocked on his ass for saying it? Now here I am getting excited by hearing Martin say that. I am now a cocksucker, thinking about that.

I pulled my head off of his cock to look at it covered in my spit.

Martin complained, “Damn, don’t stop now. You’re just getting to the good part. You look so hot with my cock in your mouth, Wayne. Did you like when I called you a cocksucker?”

I looked at him and just nodded.

“Go ahead, put it back. Cocksucker. We are going to turn you into a cocksucking slut before this day is over. Let my cock make love to your mouth and soon your throat. I promise if you do that, you’ll get the prize I know you want. Cocksucker.” Martin stated as he reached for my head.

Jeff started rubbing my balls, all the while he was taking more of my cock into his mouth and I wanted to match him on Martin’s cock doing the same to him.

I lowered my mouth back onto Martin’s cock. I thought his cock was too big to fit entirely into my mouth, just what the hell did he mean my throat?

As I tried to take more of his dick, I noticed Martin’s hips start to move up and down a little and his hand began to apply more pressure to hold my head still, and I realized he had begun fucking my mouth.

At the moment, Jeff removed his mouth from my cock and started sucking my balls, I felt his hands pushing my legs further apart and one of his fingers rubbing that space between your balls and your ass. I have never felt anything like this in my life.

I didn’t know what was happening, but I knew it felt wonderful, and again I was moaning all over Martin’s hot dick fucking my mouth. Jeff took his mouth off my balls and looked at Martin fucking my mouth, and he knew what was about to happen.

I was having a little trouble taking more of Martin into my mouth, and I started to gag. Jeff grabbed my leg just behind my knee and lifted it up to expose my asshole, he then wet his finger and shoved it straight in my ass. I was shocked and opened my mouth to yell stop. As I did, Martin’s whole cock disappeared into my mouth and throat. Martin’s cock was buried in my throat. I started to gag. Martin pulled back and plunge it back into my throat. I continued to gag, but Martin held my head firmly in place. I choked hard and Martin released my head. I pulled his cock out of my mouth. Looking down at the river of spit flowing from my mouth, down my chin, covering his cock and lap. Martin was groaning the whole time my mouth was off his cock.

I turned to look at Jeff for instructions on what I was to do. Jeff was still stroking my cock and working his finger in and out of my ass.

“You can do it, Wayne. You can take him as far down as you want. Just like this.” Jeff said just before he lowered his mouth back to my cock. Taking it all the way down until his mouth rested on my pubic hair, holding there for a second before bring it back up.

“There, now you try it.” he instructed.

I looked back at Martin’s cock that I had never let go of. Lowering my mouth back over the head, and then pushing my head down lower. I choked and pulled back, but lowered my head down again, determined to take it all like Jeff did.

“Relax, Wayne, just like you going to shallow something. Open your throat and take it all the way down.” Jeff said, spurring me own.

After a couple more tries, I felt the head of Martin’s cock ease into my throat. Tears were forming in my eyes, but I wasn’t going to stop until my lips kissed his cock base and I tasted his pubic hair.

At the moment I did it, Martin screamed.

“Take it, Slut. Deep throat my cock. Your such a good cocksucker, for your first time. You are a natural cocksucking slut. You love having my dick so deep in your throat.”

His words excited me even more.

I continued to pull back and plunge back and deep throat him.

Jeff went back to sucking my cock and replacing one finger with two, working both into my ass. I groaned and moaned, and Jeff noticed. He picked up the pace of his fingers sliding in and out my asshole. Occasionally, he would stop sucking my dick to spit on his fingers to keep them slick.

After several hard and fast thrust deep into my mouth, Martin started saying.

“I’m coming. I’m coming. Suck it, bitch. You’ve’ earned such a sweet treat. Take my hot cum down your throat.”

Hearing that, Jeff clamped down on my dick and shoved his fingers deeper into my ass and touched something there that started my balls, dumping my load. As the power and lights came back on at that instant, I was cumming and staring at into Martin’s lap.

Martin’s hand held my head in place as he pumped his load into my waiting mouth. I swear my eyes rolled back into my head as I felt his hot cum in my mouth, and throat.

I didn’t know what to do with it. Swallow it or spit it out. At that point, with his fingers still in my ass, Jeff pulled off my dick and grabbed my hair, pulling my head off Martin’s dick. Cum still in my mouth, he kissed me. Filling my mouth with my cum and Martin’s cum mixing them with his tongue. I had never tasted my cum before. Hell, I’ve tasted any man’s cum before. Now mine and Martin’s cum being swirled around in my mouth with Jeff’s tongue. I just closed my eyes and felt the passion.

Jeff moaned, and I moaned with him as our lips were locked together. After we broke our kiss, I looked at Jeff, shallowing what cum was left in my mouth, I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

My cock still twitching and still dripping cum out.

Martin sat back on the couch, trying to catch his breath. I sat up on the couch still with my robe on, but with my dick and ass uncovered. I reached down to feel my softening cock, and balls. Jeff just stood in front of me sporting a hard on, and it was pointed straight at me.

“Wayne, what you just did was outstanding. You’ve taken the first step to open up a whole new sexual world.” Jeff said.

I thought about what Jeff said, while reaching a little lower to feel my crack, still slick with Jeff’s spit.

Jeff, sensing just how confused I was at that moment, reached out, taking my hand and pulling me up, saying.

“Let’s let Martin catch his breath and grab us some water while we start round two.”

“I never thought I would ever do what we just did, and that was only round 1.”

I gasped, wanting to put air back into my lungs. I thought about what I was saying.

“What makes you think I can do a round 2?” I asked.

Jeff just looked at me and said.

“Well, you and Martin got your nut, and I am still rock fucking hard. I am going to get mine and would prefer to get it with you, Wayne. ”

“Well I’m flattered but all of this is new to me, I don’t think I could do that again. I’m straight. I don’t know what came over me.”

Martin chimed in saying,”Don’t say that Wayne, you might think you’re straight, but no straight man can suck his first Cock the way you did mine. Jeff had to teach me how to suck dick like that. You’re a natural-born cocksucker and I know you liked it. You’re hooked on dick the same way I am. SLUT!.”

I was hearing this as Jeff was leading me out of the living room back toward their bedroom. As we walked towards the bedroom, a ray of sunshine came through the window.

“Oh, I guess the storm is over. Don’t worry about what Martin said, watching your reaction to what I was doing to you gave me the idea for something special for you and me to do together. If you liked the guest shower, you are going to love the master shower and what I have in mind for you.” Jeff stated frankly.

As we entered the master bedroom, Jeff said for me to go ahead into the bath while he grabbed something from his dresser. As I entered, I noticed the shower was much bigger than the one I used in the guest room. I saw a bench in the stall and several more heads for water to flow from. There were a couple of hand-rails and one mounted up high in the stall, you would have to be a giant to use that one or just reaching high for some reason.

As Jeff entered the bathroom, he set down a couple of towels and washcloths on the sink. He also left the door open as I gazed back toward the master bedroom. I saw the king-sized bed and for the second, or maybe the third, time I began to wonder what I had gotten myself into.

Sure, I could probably leave now, grab my clothes from the dryer and try to forget I had just sucked off a man for the first time in my life and let him cum in my mouth to boot, but the kicker is I enjoyed it. No matter how I try to frame the events of the day so far, the fact is I did enjoy it.

I was jolted out of my thoughts when I heard the music and the water coming from the shower at the same time. Man, this shower had everything.

Jeff was sitting on the bench built into the shower and motioned for me to sit beside him. As I walked toward him, I noticed no doors, it was an open shower stall with only the side walls. That was cool, I thought.

“Come sit with me, Wayne. I know you think you’re straight. So let’s rewind the events of the day so far. I know you did not intend to discover me and Martin in the park today, but now I’m glad you did.

You could have made a whole big fuss about what you saw and gotten us in a lot of trouble, but you didn’t.

When we got you into our house, I really had no idea that this would happen. This whole thing was not planned. I like to think you’re cool enough to accept it for what it is, just a one-time thing.

I know after what just happened, you have questions about yourself. But I also suspect that there are hidden feelings in you because you got so turned on.

I want you to know I love Martin, he and I will always be a couple, but occasionally, we meet a special person who clicks with us, and we have a little fun together. This was fun.

I hope you can be one of our special friends, but if this is too much for you. Let’s just enjoy the shower for a few more minutes while the clothes finish drying, and you can be on your way. If we run into each other in the park. So, what. Nothing will ever be said about this day. You can be sure you will never catch us fooling around in the park again.”

As I sat in the shower with the warm water washing over us, I began to replay the events of that day, I began to access the concerns I was having about who I was. Here I am on my own again after forty years, No real friends to speak of and sure for a long time my sex life had not been that great. Even before Mary died, our sex life had slowed.

Today something new and, I admit, exciting was happening to me. Did I want it to end, and could I handle that it was with guys instead of women?

Those were questions I could answer in the present moment. No, I didn’t want it to end and yes, I enjoyed the fact it was with 2 guys and not a woman.

I turned to Jeff and said. “Jeff, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m ok. What happened was remarkable, I have to tell you the truth, I never ever thought I’d be ok with gay sex. I like to think I’m a decent kind of guy. Your lifestyle is yours and not for me to judge. It’s just something I never thought I’d do in my life. I was never attracted to guys in that way, but what happened today took me completely by surprise. To be honest, I was looking at Martin’s ass and cock as he walked around naked. I just didn’t want to admit it out loud, or to myself. But I was curious.

I don’t know what came over me, but while I was watching you and Martin on the couch, I began to get turned on. I want to blame you for putting the idea of watching you suck his cock. Still, I never thought I’d end up sucking on Martin’s cock or having my cock in your mouth.

I don’t know what came over me, but it was hot and exciting, I don’t know if I could ever do it again. Or if I could do it with anyone other than you two. For now, I’m still horny, and if you’re ready, I’m ready to try this round 2 you are talking about.” As I reached for his cock and started to shift to my knees in front of him, Jeff stopped me and pulled me back to the bench in the stall.

“Hang on there, I told you I had something special in mind for us, so while I appreciate the thought, I want more from you than just a blow job. I want to show there are more ways to man pleasure than that.” he said. “For now, let’s just enjoy the shower.”

As we sat there letting warm water rain down on us for a moment or two. Jeff leaned in and whispered to me, “Wayne, I want to kiss you. I know we shared a kiss in the heat of passion earlier, but to let me kiss now after we’ve calmed down a little would tell me a lot about how you are going to handle all the things that have and will happen today.”

He turned his head towards mine, taking my chin in his hand and pulling it towards him. As I felt this happening to me, I wondered why it would matter so much to him to do this simple act. But when his lips touched mine, an alarm went off in my head. Lust had taken control of me earlier, but now calm and clear-headed, I was letting a man kiss me.

What the Hell was I doing. His lips barely touched mine. I was trying not to think about it, but it then I noticed how different it felt from Mary’s kisses, the feel of his lips were as soft as hers, but the kiss itself felt different. I can’t put my finger on the difference, but it was there. Then I felt his tongue gently brush against my lips. Wayne, get your head out of it. Stop thinking and just be. I relaxed and slowly parted my lips. That was all the invitation Jeff needed. He placed his hands on each side of my head and pulled me closer to him. His tongue reached deeper into my mouth and wrapped around mine. As I began to feel the passion in the kiss, my hands reached around Jeff’s body and I pulled him closer to me. The kiss went on for what seemed like an eternity, when we finally broke away, all I could think of was the passion I felt from this man was more intense than any I had felt in a long time.