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My New Life Chapter 1 by S A Clarke
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Let me introduce myself. My name is Steve, I'm in my mid-fifties and have been a widower for these past five years after, my wife sadly passed away following a very brave fight against cancer. Our kids had all grown up and moved away to start their own lives before my wife became ill. Prior to her illness, we had lived together as a couple, but we had not been intimate together for many years. My sole release had been self-pleasuring while watching internet porn, usually after she had retired for the night.
I had always secretly admired the male form and started to watch gay porn on-line, which I had found it to be very stimulating. Now, I am no Greek Adonis, I have a dad bod with a bit of a beer belly and a hairy chest and stomach to boot. I do some manscaping to keep things in check though and I visit the local gym a couple of times a week to try and keep my weight under control.
Now that I was on my own, I started to explore some of the gay contact sites. I decided to put up a profile on a couple of sites that were specifically designed for us older guys. I didn't hold out much hope as most of the guys I had previously seen on-line were buff young men with smooth bodies, who seemed to puck every hair that wasn't on their heads. In my mind, men are supposed to have some body hair and that is part of what being a man is all about. Don't get me wrong, personal hygiene is a big thing for me but shaving or plucking your entire body seems far too extreme.
After I created my profiles and uploaded a couple of photos, without my face visible, I logged out of the sites and didn't really think any more about them for a couple of days. I had been busy around the house keeping the garden tidy and doing a bit of maintenance. One evening, I logged onto my PC just out of curiosity and to have a wank over some gay porn. I was amazed that I had five messages waiting for me, three from a guy in his thirties who lived about ten miles from me, near London Heathrow airport.
His name was Andy and from what I could gather, he worked as a cabin supervisor for a long-haul UK based airline. He said that he thought my profile was incredibly honest and found my photos to be arousing. He was into older guys and loved some body hair too. He said that he hoped I wasn't going to over-do things at the gym as he loved something to grab hold of and have a good cuddle in bed. He sent me a couple of private photos and he was a good-looking guy with a slim build. He had dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and a pale complexion with freckles. I guess he had some Irish blood in his heritage from his colouring.
I was stunned to have heard anything at all, even more so from such a sexy looking guy. I sent a message back to Andy showing my interest and added a private face picture. I thought to myself that if anything scares him off, that would do it! I even said that I hoped he didn't find my mugshot too horrific. I really wasn't expecting to hear anything more from him. I had a look at my other messages but neither of those senders really appealed to me. I politely sent them both and "Thanks, but No Thanks" message. It always pays to be polite.
I had saved Andy's pictures to my phone and when I retired for the evening. I admired his good looks and a stroked my cock and shot my load over my chest and belly. I slept well that night and I'm pretty sure that Andy featured in my dreams.
I had slept late and didn't wake until 08:00. I felt well rested, but I was incredibly horny and my rock-hard cock was demanding attention. I ran my hand over my chest and lightly played with my nipples, that made my cock throb even more. My right hand wandered south through my chest and stomach fur and found my pubes. I rubbed around the base of my cock and caressed my shaved balls. I love keeping my nuts smooth as they are more sensitive that way. I lifted the duvet off my body and noticed a small tear of pre-cum at the top of my neatly cut cock. I put the tip of my index finger to my piss slit and lifted the small amount of clear fluid to my lips. My tongue quickly licked it and it tasted so good. I wondered if everyone's precum tasted like mine, delicious.
I wrapped the fingers of my right hand around my shaft and gently squeezed my solid member. My girth meant that my fingers were only just able to fully encircle my mid-shaft. My swollen glans flared wider than my shaft and it now glistened with another drop of my sweet nectar. I smeared the love juice over my cock head, and I shuddered at the incredible sensations in my loins as my cock twitched under my sensual touch. I moved my left hand to my chest. Stroking through my chest hair, I found my erect nipple and gently rubbed the palm of my hand across it. Wow, that felt so fucking good, and I started to stroke up and down my shaft with long slow movements.
My mind wandered and the memory of Andy's handsome face photo was all that filled my head. I started wanking in earnest now, concentrating on my shaft and using my pre-cum as an efficient lube. My cock was getting nice and wet, and the familiar sound of fapping was filling the bedroom. I began to moan with pleasure and whispered Andy's name. I felt my balls tighten and my seed begin to rise.
My cock pulsed as the first blast of cum erupted and hit me on the chin. Five more ropes of semen hit my chest and belly. My whole body was shaking with deep pleasure. That was probably one of the best orgasms I had ever had in my life. My heart was racing, and I was breathing heavily, my whole body was tingling, and my cock remained hard as ever in my hand as I squeezed the last drops of my man juice out. Without thinking I lifted my hand to my mouth and licked the seed from my fingers. The creamy salty fluid tasted so good, and I scooped the cum from my face and chest to savour as well. I wanted to have it all this morning!
I lay in bed for half an hour before I had the energy to go to the bathroom to pee and take a shower. I looked in the mirror and my face was still flushed from my powerful orgasm. I smiled to myself and wondered if I cum like that just thinking about you, what on earth would it be like to be naked with you, Andy...
After my shower I shaved, got dressed and made breakfast. I usually had porridge for breakfast and today was no exception. A nice warming bowl of hot oats to set me up for the day and of cup of filter coffee. After I cleared the breakfast things away, brushed my teeth and used mouthwash. I was now ready for my day ahead.
I grabbed my phone from the breakfast bar and noticed I had another message from the gay dating site...
To be continued