Baby Won't You Be, My Loving Teddy Bare
I had been widowed for more than 20 years. My wife and I had great sex, but the women I found afterwards were just not very creative and eventually tried to smother me. I really was a na?ve guy. My wife had been my only sex partner. We were virgins on our wedding night but made up for it by morning.
I never really knew gay guys. I had suspicions about some guys but it never really interested me. If they were having great sex, good for them. I didn't even really imagine what they did except for sucking cock.
By the time I was 65 most of my sex life involved good jerking off. It was fun and in my mind I could have sex with whomever I wanted. The edgy things I learned about later had never even crossed my mind. I was not really daring I guess, though my wife and I did do some pretty great oral sex (mainly she sucking me, I never really liked the flavor of pussy) and many times I used to tit fuck her to point of blasting her face with my cum. We would be by in hysterics afterwards. It was a fun adventure with her.
Before videos, there were porno movie theatres. I went to one once and when my eyes had adjusted to the darkness, I noticed there were only men there; and lots of sexual activity was going on. It didn't make me uncomfortable at all. It was more like kids playing. Surprisingly most of the men were my age. I was too scared to join in but watched, sometimes for hours. The movies were all straight, yet these guys sucked each other like crazy. Once in awhile, I would hear sounds that led me to think that there was something else going on, but I couldn't quite figure it out. I was so innocent; truly, I was.
Probably right about that time, videos (VHS and Beta) had become popular and I found that there was lots of porno available. But I didn't want anyone to see me getting gay porn, so I resisted, though my curiosity was tremendous.
I would go back to that porno movie theatre from time to time. I was amazed that with all the gay porn on video, guys still went to a movie theatre to watch. Why? Duh? Finally I figured it out, they were all married.
One night I was at the theatre, a guy approached me to suck me cock. I was very nervous but I felt like a young teenager and in a way I was like one, exploring bodies but this time with another man. Now I loved it when my wife sucked my cock, but this feeling was nothing like that. This guy approached me with a ferocious enthusiasm and thoroughness my wife just didn't understand. Everything got licked, from my cockhead to the shaft to the balls and the pubic hair was massaged constantly. As far as physical sensations, there was nothing like it. He must have sucked, for ten minutes, like a vacuum cleaner, and was I ever ready to cum. I tried to pull my cock away and shoot my load on the floor, but he wouldn't have it. Instead the entire load went in his mouth and when he took my cock from between his lips, he smiled, spitting nothing out. I was shocked. Almost revolted but he looked so satisfied; and the whole scene was so sexy that I felt like a new and younger man.
After the orgasm, my cocksucking buddy planted a giant kiss on my lips and it felt so passionate yet so tender and sincere. I found myself saying, "Thanks, that was beautiful. Wanna get some dinner?" He responded, "Sure, I just had dessert, now it is time for some real nutrition."
I was still in the closet then and afraid that I might see someone I knew and have some explaining to do, but Harry was a real guy, not a slob, so I just figured that if someone asked where we met, I could say that he lived in my housing unit. But what if it was someone from my housing unit, I guess I could say a friend of a poker friend. Why did I care?
The restaurant was close to the movie theatre. Dinner went easily and we talked about the basics like where we were originally from, what sort of work we had done, movies we liked, hobbies we shared. During dinner, Harry said, "Ted, why don't you follow me home and I will give you some useful lessons in love." Harry wasn't exactly handsome, but he was loveably cute and so easy to talk to. "But Harry, I have one load and at this age I won't have another til tomorrow."
"You married men just don't get it. There is so much exploration to do that doesn't even require a hard on or semen. Just go with it and learn and enjoy." Hard to resist.
Harry didn't live far and in a gated community. I would never say this now, but back then I kept saying to myself, "But Harry doesn't look 'gay'."
I remember parking next to him and wondering if people saw me go into his house what might they say? Harry fixed himself a drink and then sat down and said, "Do you like gay porn? I really don't because the things I like to do are more imaginative than in the videos."
"Harry, I gotta be honest. I never had a guy do anything with me until you sucked me in the movie theatre."
"Ted, I know that. No one with experience could look as worried and suspicious as you. Just relax. No one is going to know anything."
I remember now his saying that made me feel a lot better.
"Are you interested in anal?"
I didn't even know what he was talking about, so I told him, "I am not sure."
Now Harry stood up and came towards me, standing over me. He took my head in his two hands and planted a warm kiss on my mouth. I will never forget that. Then he started to unbutton my shirt. After a few of them, I stood up and finished undressing as he did the same.
"Okay, Teddy, time to do some exploration. Get on the bed on your knees."
I did it with complete trust.
"Now raise yourself."
It was dark in the room and I could feel him moving in front of me. It was sexy and I felt so happy and comfortable. He slid himself so that his cock was facing me as I was in a sort of kneeling position. I couldn't see his head and then I felt some wetness on my asshole and realized he was licking it. I got a little tense but wasn't scared. He continued going in deeper and it started to feel good. Real good. I don't remember moaning so much as making sounds of happiness. My head kept getting closer and closer to his cock as he ate my ass harder and harder. I couldn't resist any longer and just put my lips around his beautiful shaped phallus. I licked up and down trying to duplicate what he had done in the movie theatre. I had no idea that it would be fun and that the taste of his penis would be intoxicating. I guess I had expected it would be harsh.
I might be boasting but I think that I am a natural born cocksucker. Harry was moaning like crazy and kept saying, "I don't believe you never did this before. You are so talented."
I bet I sucked five whole minutes and Harry said, "Ted, I gotta pull out, I am ready to cum." So just like he did in the theatre, I grabbed a cheek of his ass in each hand and pulled him closer so that this cock was completely buried in my head.
"OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed as he released and I eagerly swallowed every drop.
"How did I do?" I cried with a giant smile on my face.
"Oh man! Where did you learn such tricks," he purred as he pulled my head close to his to give me a very deep and calm tongue kiss.
This shocked me as much as the sex. I never expected that kissing a man was going to be so erotic. And I thought that my wife had taught me all there was to kissing. I felt about 50 years younger and my cock was rock hard again.
"Oh, Harry. I want more!"
"Theodore, let's go to a new place."
He spit in his hand and then lathered his saliva on my asshole. I felt a slight penetration from his index finger and he said, "Loverman, breathe slowly and deeply."
The tip got in and with each long breath my ass sucked his finger in deeper. He didn't do any pushing; was my ass controlling everything. Once all the way in, he said, "Are you ready?"
Ready for what I didn't know.
"Sure, show me."
And with that his finger started fucking my moist ass. By this time the saliva had dried and my ass was providing its own lubricant. It felt so incredible. By about the twentieth stroke, I could feel the orgasm coming and I said, "Harry, it is coming. Where do I put it?"
"On my face, you filthy little bitch!"
Those last words were actually the trigger and my load, the second of the evening, which might have been the biggest of my life, covered Harry's face and the top of his bald head.
I fell on the bed next to him and he took my hand as we both looked at the ceiling, completely out of breath.
"Teddy Bear, you amaze me. I think you found yourself tonight." Boy, he got that right!
Harry just lay there with my cum all over his face. He made no attempt to get up to wipe it off. It was as if it was a balm he was getting at a spa.
"Will you stay til morning, Lover Boy?"
I no longer had concern about what anyone might think
And I never went home.