Date: Mon, 13 Jul 2020 09:30:40 -0700
From: Michael
Subject: The Old Man and Me...part 1

How I learned to suck an old man.  This is mostly true with some
dramatization.


I had been alone for quite some time and was exploring new things to do.
At 45 years old I had no friends in the area and no girlfriend. I decided
to try birding since there was a nice preserve near Fern Lake. I had a
monocular I used when I was into photography that would be good for
watching the birds. I grabbed some water and headed out. It wasn't far,
maybe 20 minutes west of town. It was a marshy meadow just off the
highway to the coast. There was a parking lot at the back, a good 1/2
mile off the main road. From there I walked in. It's set up in a series
of squares to walk around. Each straight path about a 1/4 mile. This left
a lot of room for privacy.


I met a few people out there, mostly older couples enjoying their
retirement. This didn't happen very often and it was usually just
"hello", "see anything exciting", etc. then, "have a nice day" or "good
birding". There was an older man I had seen out there a few times with a
camera. He said he enjoyed coming out here to be in nature and practice
his photo hobby. His wife wasn't able to join him due to her health. He
was in good shape for a man of his age. Slender, yet toned, very mobile
and lots of energy to walk around in the sun all day. We had small talk a
few times and would be on our way.


I'd been going out there on the weekdays so there were less people there.
Sometimes I'd go a couple hours without seeing anyone. I was there on a
Monday and the older man was there with his camera. He said he was
heading to the observation platform. I didn't even know there was one. He
asked me if I wanted to join him and I accepted. It was about a 20 minute
walk.


We talked about this and that, nothing special. I was curious about what
it was like to be married for so long. He said it has its ups and downs,
but that he really loved his wife. He shared the most frustrating part is
getting older. His wife wasn't able to have sex anymore and he said his
libido was still intact. He said hasn't even sucked him in years. So
getting older can put a damper on that sexual relief.


I was surprised that a man of his age, finding out he was 68, still had a
libido. He said he couldn't get it up all the way anymore, but could
still rub one out. I guess some men are still open to talking about that
to other men. I was a but uncomfortable but didn't show it. Here's a guy
my dad's age talking about jacking off.


We got to the platform, which was like a deck with benches built into it.
Maybe 4 steps up. It had a nice view and you could see almost the entire
preserve and the people walking around. There didn't seem to be anyone
that day but us. We sat and watched the birds, talking a little but
mostly enjoying the silence.


I excused myself to go down and take a piss, walking down the steps and
over where nobody could see if they were walking to the platform. I was
able to see up the path in case anyone was coming. The old man came down
and joined me, we had both had a lot of water being as warm as it was. I
was finishing up as he stepped up next to me, but not too near. He
unzipped and pulled out his cock through his zipper, balls and all. I was
just zipping up myself when I looked over and noticed it, nicely hanging
there about 5" long flacid. It took me second to notice I was staring and
feeling a bit turned on. Even my cock started to pulsate a little. Before
I could look away he had noticed me staring.


He didn't flinch or seem offended. He just looked at me as he shook it
off and said "do you like"? I looked up with embaressment and said it was
nice! He replied with "there is no reason to be embaressed son, you like
what you like". I noticed he was still shaking it off...then I looked
down again and he wasn't shaking it, but stroking it! It was getting
fuller and now the 5" flacid was getting engorged and had grown to more
like 7". This made me start getting hard too and I think he noticed
that.


He turned to me "would you like to suck it". He wasn't creepy or
anything, just kind and comfortable. I told him it had been a long time
since I sucked a cock and was never good at it. So we walked back up to
the platform, he continued to stroke himself. He sat down where he could
see the path. I looked around and couldn't see anyone. Then I got on my
knees and started to suck.


It was amazing and I enjoyed every bit of it. I gaged a few times but
really liked feeling his cock fill my mouth up, his head touching the
back of my throat, his balls against my chin. He just sat back and
enjoyed it. About 10 minutes maybe, he started to swell up even more. Not
completely hard but more engorged that when we started. He started to
move his hips and I heard moans starting.


I knew he was going to cum and I was a little worried about what it would
be like. A warm load of cum being shot in my mouth. He started to tense
up and his cock was full and just as he relaxed his cock pulsated and I
pushed his cock down my throat as far as I could without choking. He
release a huge load in my mouth and his cock pulsated and he let out a
moan, then a second load was released and I almost choked on the amount
of cum he released. It was amazing and unforgetable!!


I left his cock in my mouth, swallowing his cum and sucking the moisture
from his cock. He was very sensitive so did this very slowly and gently.
I felt his cock soften and I finished up and sucked all the spit and cum
off the best I could. He put his cock back in his pants and we just sat
there in quiet. He sat back relieved for the first time in years and me,
taking in what just happened and how much I enjoyed it.


We walked back to the parking lot in silence and when we arrived he said
"thank you so much, will you be out here again next week?" I let him know
I would be out there every Monday and looking forward to it.


This was the start to a 2 year long friendship before I left the area.
It's been 3 years now and I've never met anyone to replace him with.