Meeting a New Friend

Graham and I had been chatting on a Dating site and then by email for over three months. He said he was 58, not terribly experienced and left a lot unsaid but which intrigued me. With all of the kerfullfle with the Pandemic and lockdown I lost sight of him for a while and then thankfully, we caught up with each other and finally arranged to meet at my home for coffee and a chat and, if we both felt comfortable, take things a step further.

Yesterday I met him at our local railway station and we drove the short distance to my home. Conversation was a bit stilted, by nature he is reserved and I am a chatterbox but it seemed OK and we arrived home and settled down with a coffee and we chatted for 20 minutes getting to know each other.

Graham seemed to be still quite tense and the deal had been if either of us wished, we just had to say, thanks for the opportunity to meet but I don't think this will work and I could take him back to the station and that would be that.

He asked for a tour of the house and when we got to my bedroom I put the hard word on him. Would he like to stay or would he like me to take him back to the station.

He replied he would like to stay. Ahh, that was a relief because I quite liked this man and was hoping we could get a lot closer.

I immediately began undressing, too my delight he was reaching for the windows and drawing the drapes to give complete privacy. We were naked and I came towards him, put my hand on his shoulder and said softly, "how do you feel about kissing?"

"I love it" he said so I wasted no time. Soft gentle kisses, this man is so good. I reached for one of his hard nipples. We had already established we both enjoyed nipple play so I know I was in safe territory.

Meanwhile his hand had dropped to my cock and began fondling me gently, then he leant down and began licking a nipple. His beautiful sensitive tongue, the feel of his warm palms on my cock, this was definitely starting out well.

He straightened and went and lay back on the bed. We are about the same height, thankfully he is not as big in the tummy as me, he is smooth skinned, lovely to stroke, clean shaven face and nice suckable nipples.

Seeing him lying there, I could not resist and I knelt beside him and took his very, very nice uncut cock very softly all the way down my throat and held it there, exploring it with my tongue and then I began to slip up and down, teasing the top with my tongue and then down again.

I treated myself to this confection for a few minutes and then moved up the bed and discovered a nipple and had a nice time sucking, licking and flicking.

Enough, it is kissing time! Oh can this boy kiss. Soft sweet kisses, a beautiful tongue doing all the right things. I could live with this for a long time.

I am a greedy bugger and at last I wanted more and made this clear to my partner. He scrambled down to the foot of the bed and got between my legs, just as my left leg decided to get cramp. Bloody hell, fortunately I was able to wriggle around and it faded and then Graham set to.

It was as if Graham knew exactly how soft, how firm how deep, where to lick, how to suck at exactly the right tempo.

It was perfect. Eventually I wanted to share the joy, "turn around into a 69" He just ignored me and carried on making superb love to my VERY receptive cock. The word indefatigable, comes to mind. He just did not want to stop and I reached that blissful state where all the nerve endings are singing the Alleluia Chorus. I wasn't going to cum, I could just stay in that blissful state and I did!!

Finally I felt guilty, I really wanted more of Graham than his incredible oral skills. I reached for his face and gently raised him from me and pulled him up to lie beside me.

We kissed, "Oh Yes" his kissing skills are spot on, we chatted, I have no idea what we said, and it was blissful just to lie there. I discovered we were both teasing the other's nipples. Then his head slid down my body and his lips latched on to a nipple and he sucked, he licked, he nibbled, he flicked. My nerve endings seemed to have a direct road from the nipple to my cock.

I have to say I have lost track of the sequence of things we did with each other. At one stage he was kneeling up by my face and I could suck his sweet cock and lick his gorgeous balls, another time we were in a sweet 69 with him on top fucking my face as he swallowed me. I know he worked on my nipples some more and eventually he was back kneeling between my legs, holding my wrists down by my side so I was captured and then he slowly but surely brought me to a most glorious orgasm. And I do mean GLORIOUS!

Good grief. I just lay there, total spent. I passed him a towel and then he slipped up the bed to lie beside me.

He quietly stroked my skin, just soothing me, it was so nice but eventually I began to feel chilly so, with regret I got up and dressed.

We enjoyed another cup together and chatted for some time and then it was time to take him back to the station.

As I write this I can feel my cock stirring. Given I am 79 years old and have had a massive orgasm only 4 hours ago, this might tell you just how much he excited me.

I am optimistic we can get together again shortly