1. I Finally Got The Courage (Ch 4)


    Date: 2/27/2024, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Delbert6776, Source: LushStories 

    I clearly had an itch that needed scratching.

Like most mornings, I was sitting on the padded window seat of my kitchen’s bay window; feet up, an accent pillow behind my back. I held a cup of Caribou Mahogany dark roast halfway up to my mouth with one hand and my iPhone in the other.

Each morning I scanned the cruising/hookup app, more out of boredom, than anything else. One profile caught my eye, “Bi-curious, fifty-six-year-old daddy, 6’ 4”, 190#, clean and healthy.”

Lanky. Did that translate to a long schlong?

We messaged back and forth, ultimately deciding a face-to-face meeting over a cup of coffee might be a good way to meet. We set it up for the next morning at the Oak Hill Marina cafe. He suggested he had planned on taking his boat out anyway, so the plan killed two birds with one stone.

The location was fine with me, since the facility was less than ten minutes from my cottage.

Mike turned out to be a nice guy, both in terms of looks and personality. We actually had a lot in common. Much like me, Mike simply hadn’t been getting enough (or anything) at home. He didn't want to cheat on his wife with another woman; plus he figured out from a minimal time online, that there was always a guy out there ready to suck a cock on a moment’s notice.

I asked Mike point-blank what he was hoping to find. It boiled down to a FWB, someone clean and healthy and who was into plain vanilla, mutual gratification. I asked if he truly was interested in the “mutual” ...
    ... part, given his virgin status. He assured me that was the case.

Mike pulled the Sea Ray 230 into the secluded cove he had discussed a half-hour earlier over coffee. As it turned out, he and his wife used to spend a lot of time together on the water. He liked to fish and she liked to sunbathe topless. His wife would nurse a canned wine spritzer or two, read a paperback and air out what he described as 38DDs. He’d try to catch two or three crappie for dinner.

About half the time, they’d make out; with him eating her pussy and her sucking his cock. He discussed this with significant melancholy. He claimed their last time together on the lake was almost eighteen months prior to our meeting.

Mike handed me a canned Bloody Mary out of the Yeti cooler. We cheered to good times.

He asked the logical question. “So, how do we do this?”

“How ‘bout we just go with the flow and let nature take its course,” I answered. “No pressure.”

I pulled my tee off, leaned back on a bow cushion and closed my eyes.

I was awakened by a hand rubbing sunblock onto my chest. I opened my eyes to find Mike kneeling on the deck beside me.

“Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. You were getting red,” he whispered.

“Hey, no foul. I'm sorry I nodded off.”

For some reason, I reached up and placed my hand behind his neck. I pulled his face closer to mine. He didn't resist. In fact, he narrowed the distance and gently pressed his lips to mine. I once again closed my eyes, but parted my ...
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