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Moving to a Retirement Community

By: JJgreenville



When I retired, 15 years ago, I never realized just how boring my life was.

I was happy though. I'd managed to stay single all my life, never even tempted to get married and have a family. Yes, I'd had plenty of girlfriends, but for one reason or another none of them lasted much longer than a couple of weeks. I think one relationship lasted almost 6 month, but I didn't end that one. She was killed by in a freak accident one evening. She lost control of her car and it went into a lake, drowning her. It really tore me up, too, and that surprised me. I hadn't realized how much I'd cared for her. I didn't date anymore after that.

I loved to stay at home, read and watch movies. With no one around I could do as I pleased, and I did. 

Boy, did I figure that out wrong!

When I reached 70 I decided to go to my favorite bar and enjoy the atmosphere. I took a seat at the back of the room, where I could do my people watching without being noticed, or at least I thought I had. To my surprise my old buddy, James, found me sitting there about an hour later and decided to join me and we sat there and chatted for a long time.

"I've been meaning to call you," he said to me, "but you're a hard person to find these days."

"Yeah. I've been busy. I got my place all fixed up and settling in just fine."

"When did you move?"

"I guess it's been about six months now," I told him.

We sat there in silence for a while, both of us nursing our drinks. He had a scotch and water and I had my usual Cherry Dr. Pepper, with no ice.

"How in the world do you drink those things?" he asked.

"Just like you drink those things. At least these won't end up killing me," I joked.

"Yeah, but how do you manage to do it with no ice?"

"Hey, it's cold when it comes out of the machine and all ice does is water it down once it melts. This way I enjoy all the taste and besides that, it's what I like."

We both laughed a bit and then he got to his point of being there.

"Listen, I wanted to let you know that I'd found a place where I thought you'd be comfortable in your retirement."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Really!"

"And what made you think I'd consider moving again? It's only been six months and I'm finally getting comfortable there."

"Well, this is a different 'Retirement' place. I found it through a mutual aquaintance."

"And that would be......"

"You remember Robert Towns?"

"Yeah, I remember him. He made enough passes at me at work. How could I forget him?

"I remember that. Ever do anything with him?" he laughed and took another sip from his drink.

"No, and I never intended to, either."

That was a lie, but I didn't want him to know that. There had been many times the thought crossed my mind about 'doing something' with Rob, but I always chickened out at the last minute. I'd even called him one evening and invited him over for the following Saturday night, but then called and told him something had come up and I wouldn't be home that night. Actually I'd stayed at home and turned out all the lights, hoping that if he drove by he'd think I wasn't really home and would keep on going.

"Why do you ask?" I asked him.

"Well, Rob and I have gotten together several times lately and your name's always come up and I guess we were hoping we could get you to join us some time."

"And what would we do?" I asked, even though I knew what the answer would be.

"You know. Things."

"Yeah, I guess I do know, but I was hoping you'd inform me of what those 'things' would be." I was beginng to get pissed that he'd even brought it up, but then again, my cock was slowing rising to the occasion, so what harm would it do to ask questions concerning things I was already aware of.

Robert Towns was gay and the night is long. He made no excuses for his lifestyle, either. We'd worked at the same company for almost 15 years before he retired and joined a 'Retirement Community' that catered to gays and lesbians. I'd talked to him several times in the past year or so and he would always tell me how much I'd 'fit right in' there, but I always declined, telling him that I preferred to be by myself.

I wasn't gay myself. I considered myself to be bisexual though. I have a huge collection of DVD's that I watch on a regular basis, while sitting in my favorite lounge chair and jack off, sometimes several times in only a few hours. I've never had any problems with cumming several times in one night, with no ill effects that I was aware of. Even at my age it's nothing to get a hard-on without any problems. No Viagra required!

I just didn't 'declare' my sexuality to anyone else. I figured it was my business and no one elses. I still have no idea how Rob figured it out. I really didn't mind though, as long as he didn't go around telling anyone what his suspicions were. As long as my private life remained private I was happy and content.

"Have you been there?" I asked.

"Went down there last month to check it out. Nice place, too. You have your own place, very private and no one intrudes on your space unless you invite them. There are many nice men down there, too. I've made friends with several of them and I think you'd like it, too. Want to go down there with me tomorrow afternoon? I'm meeting Rob and several friends around 1 tomorrow and he asked me to see if you'd join us."

"No pressure, right?"

"Hey, I'm not pressuring you about anything. It's just an invite. You can come or you can say no, it's completely up to you."

"When would you need to know?" I asked.

"Well as soon as you can, I reckon. It's only an hour drive down the coast, you know."

"Yeah, I know."

I'd actually taken the time about two weeks ago to go down there myself to check it out. I found it to be quite pleasant and, in some areas of the place, quite secluded. I even went as far as to visit the office and inquire about the place and to see if one of the secluded areas was available. There were two openings. The manager asked if I was interested and I told him I was. We made arrangements for information to be sent to me, along with all the appications and other paper work. I'd already finished all that and had gotten it in the mail earlier in the week. I was hoping there would be a response in the mail when I got home. To tell the truth, I thought it was a good idea and found that I was looking forward to the idea of moving down there. After all, there was not really anything keeping me here. I had no family, almost no close friends anymore, and the fact that I felt alone most of the time was an important factor in me changing my mind about the place. I really didn't care if Rob lived there or not. But it did have it's advantages.

"Can I call you in the morning?" I aksed.

"As long as it's before 10," he answered.

We sat there just long enough to finish our drinks then we both got up and went our separate ways. 

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Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 02



The first thing I did when I got home was check the mailbox. Sure enough the mail I'd been expecting was there, waiting for me to open it.

I took it into the house and sat it on the table next to my favorite chair, while I went to the bathroom to take a leak and to get freshened up a bit. It was hot and muggy outside and I wanted to wash a little bit of the sweat off me first. I decided against taking a shower right then and just washed up in the sink. Standing in my shower was a way I loved to relieve stress, with all that hot water beating on my body, but right now I just wanted something quick. I took off my shirt as the water warmed up, then removed my shoes and pants, standing there in my boxers and socks. For a man of my age I was quite fit. No body fat anywhere. I still weighed around 125 pounds and kept my body in great shape. I had a gym membership and still went there twice a week to do a short workout, with weights and yoga. Every morning I'd run 3 miles and take a warm shower as soon as I got home. I took vitamins every day. My blood pressure was still quite good and I didn't have to take any medications for any illnesses. I think the only time I ever went to the doctor was for my yearly physicals. My hair, or what was left of it, was a solid grey, with my beard and mustache more salt-and-pepper. I kept them cropped close though and my hair was also short. I preferred it that way. I quit wearing glasses five years ago, opting for contact lenses. I liked them and didn't have to worry about laying my glasses down and forgetting them, like I used to do. I got the kind I could wear 24/7 for two weeks at a time and then replace them with a new set. I still had all my teeth and my hearing was just as sharp as ever.

I never had any complaints in the cock department. At least the girls I used to see never said anything bad about me. I'm not 'big' in any sense of the word, measuring in at just under 7". Uncut with plenty of loose foreskin and an average sack beneath my cock. Like I said, none of the girls ever complained about my equipment and I knew how to use it, too. I could get a girl to scream each and every time I fucked her. I loved to go muff diving and would go down on her before doing anything else. Some of the time the women would go down on me at the same time, which I enjoyed to no end.

There was only one thing I would never do though. There were many times the women would ask me to fuck them in their asses, but I'd always say no. I never believed it was meant to stick my dick in someone's ass and never would. One time one of them tried to jab a finger up my ass while she was sucking on me and I quickly told them I didn't do that. It pissed her off, but I didn't care. She could either quit or leave, it was up to her.

Once, when I was around 35 I had a man come up to me in an ABS and asked if he could suck my cock while I watched the videos. At first I was turned off by his actions but later decided to go ahead and let him. I think that was the time when I first learned that a man could suck a cock as good, or even better, than a woman could. I loved the way he paid attention to my foreskin and how he sucked it down into his throat as he worked his tongue around the underside of my cock. That man knew how to suck a cock and I remember I shot two good loads down his throat before he quit. That, however, was the only time I did something like that until I was well into my 50's. And then I didn't suck my first cock until the year I turned 61. I don't know why I waited that long, but I did. When it did happen, it was not something that I'd planned to do though.

I was sitting in the booth at the ABS I visited quite frequently when I heard a noise and looked towards the glory hole in the wall beside me.

"Hey man," I heard. "Wanna suck my cock?"

At first I almost refused, but then, without another word, the man pushed his black uncut cock through the hole-in-the-wall and the first thing I did was grab it, jacking it and watching as his foreskin uncovered his cock head. His black helmet was smooth and there was a slight bump at his piss hole, but other than that, it was a perfect-looking cock. It was also the first black cock I'd ever seen in person. I'll never forget the feel of his cock in my hand that day. While his rod was rigid with all that blood coursing through it, the cock itself felt more like velvet then skin. While so hard it felt so soft in my unexperienced hand. I used both hands on him though, marveling at how good it felt in my hand and I started to pull on it, showing and hiding his head with each pull of his skin. The booth was dark, except for the light from the video, and I could see the precum beginning to form, a bead against his skin. I leaned over and licked it off, savoring my first taste of a cock. I never took my hands off it, either. I did pull back a bit though and look at this thing I was licking, enjoying the taste of his juices on my tongue. I move in once again and took that whole, marvelous head into my mouth, probing beneath his loose skin and licking around the helmet of his cock. I did notice he smelled as though he'd just gotten out of the shower, the scent of a 'manly' soap still lingering on his body.

"At least he's clean," I thought.

I returned to the task at hand, pulling his cock out of my mouth and licking down the entire black shaft, probing around the base of the organ and feeling that kinky hair against my lips and tongue. I pushed him back through the hole and grabbed his balls, pulling them through the hole and then proceeded to lick and suck on them.

"Hey man," I heard him say, "Why don't you come over here? You can have better access here then through this hole."

Sounded like a good idea to me, so I pushed my own cock back into my pants, zipped them up, and then went to the other side of the room, where he stood with the door opened, waiting for me. Once inside I could tell it was going to be tight, so I made my own suggestion.

"Why don't we just go to my place?" I asked.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I want to be able to enjoy my first time."

"Your first time!" he said. "You mean you've never done this before?"

"Nope," I answered. "Listen, I only live a couple blocks from here and it's within walking distance."

"You sure?" he asked again.

"Yes, I am. Wouldn't you like to be more comfortable yourself?" I asked.

He seemed to ponder it for a few minutes the nodded in agreement.

"Meet me outside and we'll head over there and then I can do this right and we can both enjoy ourselves without being confined to this booth."

"I left first and within only five minutes or so he joined me."

"My name's Mike," he introduced himself.

"I'm Ed," I answered. "Nice to meet you."

"Same here," he answered and we shook hands. We were being quite polite for a couple of guys about to enjoy a mutual sucking session for the first time. Well the first time for me that is. I couldn't say the same for him though, since I'd just met him. It never dawned on me that this might be the wrong thing to do, inviting a strange black guy back to my place for the first time. It worked out though and we had a good time.

As soon as we got to my place and were inside we both started shedding our clothing, me leading him to the bedroom and him trailing close behind. By the time we got to the bed we were both in our birthday suits and I pulled back the covers, thankful that I'd washed the sheets just the day before. I sat on the edge of the bed and faced his cock again, marveling how big it was. While not immense, it was perhaps 8 inches and, like me, had plenty of loose foreskin hiding his cock head. I reached out once more and pushed his skin back, noticing the now glistening of his cock head from the pre cum that had been leaking since I first handled it back at the ABS. I cupped his large set of balls and once more lowered my mouth to that magnificent organ, taking about half of it into my mouth, where I worked my tongue around his rod, sucking his skin once more into the recess of my throat, feeling it slide once more down my gullet. I began to bob up and down, taking as much of that organ into my mouth as I could. Amazingly my gag reflex never kicked in and before too long I was able to take him completely into my throat, feeling his kinky black hair at my lips once more. I worked on him with just my throat for a while, continuing to massage his balls with both hands now. I reached back and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling his as close to me as I could, continuing to take all that cock into my mouth, continuing to massage his without using my tongue.

"Damn, boy. You're good! You sure this is your first time?"

All I could do was attempt to nod, his cock restricting my movement. I began to pull back though, gently using my tongue to wrap around his meat, pushing his skin back once more and feeling along it with my tongue and feeling it against my probe as I licked inside his skin around his cock head. His pre cum was still a small stream, steadily falling down the back of my throat, just past my taste buds, so I didn't get a lot of taste at that time. As I continued to pull back though, the saltyish taste assailed my taste buds for the first time and I found that I was totally enjoying this.

I was now officially a cock sucker!



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 03



I pulled off Mike's cock and pulled him next to me on the bed. Now we were lying next to each other, our faces only inches apart. He acted like he wanted to kiss me but I pulled back.

"Not now," I told him. "This is still new to me. Let me get used to this first, ok?"

"Hey, man, I understand. I won't do anything until you're ready for it. Ok?"

"Thanks, Mike. I do appreciate it."

The whole time my hand was till wrapped around his still-hard cock. Now I could feel his hand on my cock, too. He genlty probed with his fingers, pushing his digit into my foreskin and feeling around my cock head, much like I'd done to him, only using my tongue instead of a finger. His other hand massaged my balls.

"Ed, that sure was a nice job you did there. I can't wait to feel my cum shooting into your mouth."

I realized that, for the first time, I was wondering what that would feel like, too.

"Once you get done it's going to be my turn to do the same for you. I mean, it's only right to return the favor. Don't you agree?" he asked.

"That would be nice," I answered.

I was already moving to take that wonderful cock into my mouth once more, wanting to feel it as his cum shot into my sucking mouth. I was till amazed by the velvty softness of his cock, whether it was in my hand or in my mouth. I wondered if my cock felt the same way to him as he continued to caress me. Frankly though, I didn't care. What mattered to me at that particular time was getting his cock back into my mouth so I could stroke it with my tongue, suck it deeper into my mouth, suck on all that skin and nibble on it with my teeth and just marvel at the looseness as it sank into my throat. 

While I was working on him Ed made a move to turn around on the bed, so I eased off his cock and we were soon facing each others cock. I felt his hot breath on mine as I once again took him into my oral cavity. I was amazed at just how easily I'd taken to sucking on a hard cock.

Down below my waist Ed was busy working his magic on my hard cock. I felt his mouth engulf me and he worked his hands around my balls while doing so. He massaged them lightly, pulling gently on my sack, all the while I could feel his tongue working between my cock head and my foreskin. Apparently he was enjoying my excess skin as much as I was enjoying his. I felt him pull off my cock and he licked his way down to my balls, slowly taking each one into his mouth and sucking gently. I did the same thing to his sack, licking around it and caressing the section of his sack just behind his balls, probing with my tongue and licking that tender spot, hoping he loved it as much as I was loving him doing it to me. Then I felt a new sensation.

While Ed continued to lick behind my balls I felt his tongue going further down the crease of my ass, until the sudden touch of his tongue brushed against my ass hole. I started to protest but then realized that it felt better then I thought anything possibly could. At first his touch was hesitant, but as soon as he noticed I wasn't objecting, he became bolder. He now reached back and grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling them further apart and giving him better access to my backside. He scooted down a little further, I guess for a better angle, and then took bolder strokes with his tongue, licking not only my ass hole but the area around it as well. He concentrated on my pucker longer with each lick and even pushed inside of me just a little bit. I guess I was too tight for his tongue to enter back there, but that was just fine with me. I was beginning to like what he was doing. I felt his cock push into my mouth and it was only then that I realized I'd stopped working on his cock, getting into what he was doing to me, so I pulled his cock into my mouth once more and this time I worked on him until I felt him gush his first load into my mouth. I continued to work on him until I was no longer getting anything from my hard popcicle. I pulled back again, licking the entire length, feeling it soften with each lick, and liking the way it felt.

About the time I finished licking and sucking on the deflating cock I felt my own spasm and then shot 4 big loads into Ed's mouth. He sucked on me as I'd done to him, not pulling off me until I was soft, too. When he did pull off he lingered on my skin, drawing it out from my cock until it wouldn't pull back any longer and then released it and it settled once more on my cock head, puckering with each contraction.

"Damn, Ed. You're one good cocksucker!" I told him.

"I'd have to say the same for you, Mike. You sure you've never done anything like this before?"

"Well, you're the first, Ed."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Damn! Would you believe that you're the first virgin I've had in over 40 years?"

"You got to be kidding me."

"Nope."

"Damn," was all I could say. Imagine that.

We didn't say anything else for a while, but continued to lay on the bed and fondle each other. Before I knew it I was waking up, and immediately looked to the other side of the bed. It was empty. Then I heard movement in the bathroom and realized Ed was taking a shower. I decided to join him.

"Mind if I get in there with you?" I asked as I entered the bathroom.

"Sure. The more the merrier."

I grabbed another washcloth from the closet and pulled back the curtain and stepped in. Luckily for me the shower was large enough for two people to fit inside and still be comfortable. It easily measured 6' x 6' and there are three shower heads, one on the back wall, one on the right side, as you step in, and a large one hanging from the ceiling. Ed was in the center soaking under the hot water radiating from all three, and apparently loving the feel of the water on his skin.

"This is some layout you got here, Mike. Wish I had something like this in my apartment."

"It's something I decided on when I bought the place. I've completely remodeled the whole house and this is the one room I like the most. Plenty of room and a lot of water. I even had two large hot water heaters installed just to make sure I never ran out of hot water. Sometimes I like to just stand in here and feel the water bathing me all over."

Ed reached over and took my soft cock into his hand, pulling on my overhang and pushing it back until my cock head appeared. Then he dropped to his knees and took me into his mouth again, swirling his tongue around inside my skin and slowly getting me hard all over again. I backed up, until I felt my back against the wall, and let him continue working on me. He licked up and down my shaft and once again concentrated on my balls, tickling me just behind them with his fingers. He then deep-throated me and I could feel the tightness of his throat against my shaft. I hadn't been expecting it but suddenly I shot a huge load into his mouth. He quickly swallowed it and released me, my cock falling down in front of my balls, slowing dripping the remains of that last shot.

I started to go down on him but he stopped me.

"Let's just wait till later. And I do hope there'll be a later, Mike. I've enjoyed this very much but now I have to finish this shower and leave. I've got a few things I have to get finished to day and they can't wait. Actually, they should've been done last week, but things kept popping up, if you know what I mean."

"I guess I do know just what you mean. I've got some things I need to get done myself. I might be moving shortly and there are still a lot of things I have to take care of as well."

"Moving?" he asked. "Where to?"

"Some of my friends have relocated to a Retirement Community a couple hours from here and I've trying to decide if I want to join them."

A smile crossed his face.

"What?" I asked.

"You're not referring to Richland Retirement Community, are you?"

I was stepping out of the shower when it registered in my mind. I turned around and looked at him, "How did you know?" I asked.

"Because that's where I'm moving to, in just a few weeks as a matter of fact!"

"You're kidding!"

"Nope."

"Isn't that a coincidence."

"I guess it is. I've been planning this for almost 3 months now and just got the final paperwork finished earlier this week."

"I got my papers and forms in the mail this week and have already filled out most of them. I went down there to check it out and even decided on a place I liked as well."

"Were is it?"

"I found a house on Cypress Lane, a nice two-bedroom house with a large bath that I can remodel like this one. In fact, the renovations are being done this week and as soon as they're finished it'll be another week or so and then I can move in. So apparently you'll move in a couple of days ahead of me. Where is your place down there?" I asked.

"I'll be on Charter Avenue, which if I remember correctly, is only two streets over from Cypress. So I guess we'll be sorta like neighbors!" he said.

"Well, I guess it really is a small word then."

We both laughed and, as Ed dried off and got dressed, I went to the kitchen and poured us both a drink of Cherry Dr. Pepper. Turns out that he likes it as much as I do. We sat and talked for about 20 minutes and then he got up and said he had to get the rest of his work done. We shook hands and agreed that if we didn't see each other before the move that we'd look each other up once we knew we were both settled into our new places.

I stood at the door and watched as he walked down the street.

"Damn," I thought to myself, "He's sure got a good looking ass!"



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 04



The whole move took just over two weeks. First of all I had to visit several times to make sure the changes to the house were coming along the way I wanted them to. Of course the bathroom had to be enlarged. I'd grown use to the larger bath area, as well as the multiple shower heads and I was damned certain that I'd have the same thing at this house, too. Then the bedroom had to be enlarged as well. To get this right the second bedroom was incorporated into the one I chose as my own and a walk-in closet was also put in place. Next I use one corner for an indoor spa. While I liked one outside, the weather here was somewhat colder in the evenings and I wanted to be able to enjoy my soaks and still be comfortable. Besides that, I was planning to do a lot of entertaining at the new place and I wanted my guests to be as comfortable as I was. Nothing like a little soak after an evening of sucking cocks with your friends. Once I was sure that all had been fixed up as I'd requested it didn't take long to get all my packing done and make the move. When you live by yourself there's not a lot of stuff to pack and thank goodness I wasn't a pack rat.

There were only a couple of things I intended to take with me that I had no intention of giving up. First was my hardback book collection. I've got a number of First Editions, as well as a couple autographed books that I really wanted to keep. I'd been an avid reader of the books by Clive Cussler for many years and I had everything he'd written. Then there were my comic books. While I no longer bought any I still had a collection that went back at least 50 years and I've been offered quite a sum of money if I ever decided I wanted to sell them. That thought remained in the back of my mind to this day and it was becoming quite clear to me that I'd eventually sell them, but at my price! There was also my DVD collection. I'd had a ton of VHS tapes for many years and it had taken me quite some time to either have them coverted to DVDs or to find them on DVD myself. I'd gotten a ton of positive feedbacks on ebay from all the purchasing I'd done there over the last 10 years or so.

There were a few pictures I was sure to take with me, as well. Of course I took the ones of my parents and myself, but there wasn't much more than those. I never liked to have my picture taken and as a result I think there were only about 3 of me in the whole house, if you include my graduation picture from college all those many years ago.

I got all my things in the back of the rental van and walked out of the house I'd spent a great deal of my life in. I locked the door and walked to the van, turning once to look back.

"Bye, old girl," I said to no one in particular.

I then got in the van and made the long drive to the new house I'd call home.

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I was sitting in the living room when I heard the knock on the front door. Getting up and turning down the volume on the TV, I went to the door to see who it was, hoping it might be Ed.

It wasn't.

Instead, when I opened the door there was a black gentleman standing there, probably around my age, in shorts and a blaring red shirt.

"I wanted to be the first to welcome you to the neighborhood," he said. Then he introduced himself.

"I'm Eugene," he told me. "Eugene Wills."

I took the hand he extended and we 'officially' welcomed each other.

"Don't just stand there," I told him. "Come on in and sit for a bit."

We sat in front of the TV and I politely turned it off so we could chat and get to know each other.

"I didn't want to come over the first day," Eugene told me. "I wanted to let you get use to the new place first."

"I appreciate that, Eugene."

"Please, call me Gene. Everyone does. I was only Eugene to my wife, and then only when she was mad at me."

We both laughed and for the first time I really felt comfortable in this new environment.

"How is your wife?" I asked. "Will she be joining us?"

The silence was deafening, and I knew right away that it was a mistake. I tried to apologize, but he waved it off.

"Lost Lois 4 months ago," he told me. "We were planning on coming out here together, but she was hit by a drunk driver."

"I'm so sorry," I told him.

"Thanks. She didn't know what hit her, and I'm mighty thankful for that. The police told me that she may not have even known it happened, it was just that quick. The driver was killed, too." I saw the tears beginning to well up in his eyes but he quickly brushed them away. "We were together 54 years and I still miss her terribly." He pulled a hankerchief out of his back pocket and dabbed his eyes, then folded it up and placed it back in the pocket.

Since I'd never been married I didn't know what to do next so I just threw caution to the wind and remained silent, allowing him to compose himself and once he was ready I knew he'd continue. Probably the best decision I'd made since moving in.

"I'm sorry," he told me. "I try not to let it bother me, but when you've spent that much time with someone, it still smarts."

"I wouldn't know," I admited. "I've never been married."

"You don't know what you missed," he said. "I loved her more than anything else. We never had any children though, so we were able to do things we always wanted to do once I retired. We traveled, we joined clubs," and for some reason he accented the 'clubs' part, "and we ejoyed ourselves."

I know I shouldn't have, but I asked anyway, "What kind of clubs did you join?" I guess I knew what the answer was going to be, but my curiosity got the best of me.

At first I did't think he was going to respond, but after several minutes he did.

"We were swingers." he told me, turning slightly red at the admission.

"Hey, no reason to be embarrassed," I assured him. "We all have things we like to do. If swinging was your thing, at least you enjoyed it, right?"

"Yeah, I guess we did."

Again, the stupid in me came out and I asked another question, "How long did you both swing?"

Gene look at me directly in the eye and answered, "We did it for over 20 years."

I just sat there, feeling stupid yet again.

"Hey, Mike, don't let it embarrass you, too. It was something we got into and had a wonderful time. We do it at least 3 or 4 times a week. Even got to where we had 'regular' members we liked to get together with when we could. There was one couple we enjoyed the most though. Eve and Bob Reynolds. They were around our age and we did just about everything you can do with a couple."

"Such as?" Yep, that stupid in me was still there.

"Well, we loved to fuck and suck, and eat each other. And I do mean each other. Wasn't nothing for Lois to go down on Eve and me and Bob to get busy sucking each other to a large load of cum. Best cocksucker I've ever met, too. Bob that is. Eve wasn't much for the oral thing on me or her hubby, but she was a wildcat when it came to sucking a pussy. Lois just couldn't get enough of Eve's tongue digging into her pussy. It wasn't long before it was just the women with each other and me and Bob doing the same to each other. I kinda preferred it after a while, too. Seemed Lois could get off better with that woman's tongue then she could with my dick." At that point he kinda whispered to me, "I'm not very big in the dick department," he confided, then he chuckled a bit. "Hell, Bob wasn't the largest I've ever seen, either. I guess we were both in the same length department."

"And that is..................."

"Why don't I just show you?" And he stood up and dropped his pants, revealing a tool that was probably only about 3 inches soft. Then he reached down and began to stroke himself, bring an erection that I guess measured close to 5 inches. For a man his age it was a respectable size. He was cut with a head that looked like it had been transplanted to his stem after he was born. His ridge overhang his shaft by about a half inch, maybe more and there was a slight bend to the left. His ball sac was rather large though and he looked like he had a couple of eggs in there instead of balls.

Made my mouth water just looking at it.

He came over to the couch and sat down next to me, placing his hand on my already hardening cock.

"You see something you like, Mike?"

I didn't answer him. Instead I took hold of his cock and jacked it a bit, then I got down on my knees in front of him and took his all the way into my mouth, not stopping until I felt his sac on my lips. Once I was there I used my tongue and washed his rod as I sucked, feeling it jerk slightly each time I hit that sensative spot right under his piss slit. I heard him moan and I knew I was doing the right thing. I needed no further encouragement and proceeded to work on his cock like it was my favorite flavored popsicle. I pulled back until just his cock head was in my mouth, and began to fondle his balls at the same time. Reaching under his sac I rubbed between them and his asshole, knowing he'd love that as much as he did me sucking on him.

I pulled off completely and pushed him back and pulled the lower part of his body forward until his ass was just barely hanging on the edge of the sofa. I pushed his legs back until his ass was available to my full view and then I move forward and began by licking on his balls and didn't stop until I'd reached his pucker and then proceeded to do what Ed had done to me, I licked on his bud and probed as far as I could into that orifice.

It was while I was doing this that I heard another knock on the door.

"Damn!" I said, as I quit what I was doing and got up. Since I was still fully clothed I didn't have to worry about getting something on before answering the door.

"Why don't you go to the bedroom while I answer this and I'll get rid of him and join you in just a minute."

Before I could get to the door I heard a familiar voice, "Mike, you in there?"

It was Ed.

"Coming," I shouted. "Just a minute." I was wishing I really was cumming.

I opened the door and before I could say hello, Ed pushed his way into the opening, standing there and staring at the scene behind my back.

I turned around, knowing what I'd see.

Gene was still sitting on the sofa, slowly stroking his hard rod and looking at the two of us, with a huge smile on his face.

"I was wondering when you'd get here," he told Mike.



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 05



I stood there in the open doorway with my mouth wide open, unable to say a word.

"Well don't just stand there," Ed told me, as he entered the house and went over to where Gene was sitting on the sofa. "You're wasting a perfectly good opportunity here," he grabbed Gene's cock and started pumping it up and down, drawing a few beads of precum as a result. He plucked the first one with his finger and licked it up. "Tastes good to me," he said. "You sure you won't be joining us?"

After catching me off guard all I could do was close the door and make sure the lock was engaged. After all, I was still new to this part of the world and I had no idea what might be waiting out there, be it good or bad. And besides that, I was always careful in my old place and I didn't see any reason not to continue with that here as well. As I approached the sofa I began to shed my clothes, and by the time I got to the sofa there was a trail of clothing behind me and the only thing I still had on was my shorts, with my hard cock making a tent in the front, clearing indicating that I was enjoying, and about to enjoy, the events in front of me. By the time I finally got to the sofa and got on my knees, Ed was already deep-throating Gene, massaging his balls at the same time. Gene was laying back against the sofa with his eyes closed and his mouth open in a loud moan as he enjoyed the oral manipulation he was getting done to his cock.

While Ed was enjoying his oral work on Gene I started by opening his belt and then unzipping his pants and struggling to get them down his legs. As much as he could, Ed helped me by moving his body one way or the other, never removing his mouth from the cock he was working on, and in about five minutes I had his pants off and thrown across the room. Thank goodness he wears boxers, because his cock was already sticking out the front, leaking profusely. I didn't hesitate at all, I moved my head forward, opening my mouth and taking in as much of his uncut cock as I could, not stopping until I felt his sparse pubic hair against my lips. I felt his abundant skin slide down the back of my tongue and groaned in pleasure myself. I found that I was taking to being a cocksucker quite easily. I never imagined that one day I'd be on my knees, in front of two men I barely knew, sucking on one cock while the other was sucking on the other one, waiting patiently for his cum to shoot out of this wonderful bone and into my sucking mouth. Before I could even account for the time, the jizz was being deposited into my hungry mouth and, I could tell by the increase in vocal volume by Gene, another cock was also erupting. Once we were all finished we collapsed and just lay there for a few minutes to collectively catch our breaths.

"Does the Welcome Wagon always meet you like this the first day at home?" I asked.

Both men laughed, with Gene telling me, "We just wanted to let you know how much we were looking forward to getting together with you."

"But I didn't even know you until today, Gene!" I protested, but not too strongly.

"Yes, I know that. I've known Ed for a couple of years now and when he told me his new friend would be moving in shortly we got a plan together that we were sure would make your welcome as lovely as it was."

"Hey! I'm not complaining at all you guys. I was surprised and when Ed showed up at the door and I realized that all this had been planned, I was happy. I don't think anyone could've welcomed me any better."

"Well then," Ed said, "You're going to like the next surprise we have for you."

And before he could say anything else, there was a knock on the door and I suddenly had more company.

"Better get something on," I told them, as I got up and pulled on my pants and shirt, casually moving the rest of my discarded clothing out of the way and discreetley behind one of the chairs where it couldn't be see.

Neither of them moved.

I unlocked the door and opened it, to find James standing there, wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt with a Smiley Face in the center of it.

"Welcome to the Community," he told me, as he entered my house for the first time and gave me a bear-hug.

Then he saw the other guests, still sitting naked on the sofa.

"Damn! You just couldn't wait for me to get here first before getting stared, could you?"

Again, I was confused. "You mean you all were in on this together?" I asked.

"Yes, we were," James answered. He'd already crossed the room and briefly hugged the other two men, quickly looking at their limp organs hanging in front of them. "Looks like everyone had a good time, too. Sorry I missed the action, but I got tied up at the office and couldn't get here any sooner."

"That's ok," I told him. "I've had a great introduction to Gene and I'd already met Ed before I moved in."

"I know," James answered. "I've known Ed for years now and once I talked to you about moving down here he and I got together and planned this Welcome for you. Gene heard what we were planning to do and it was his idea that he be the first to get here and get you 'warmed' up for us. Originally we all wanted to be here at the same time, but we agreed with Gene that since you didn't know him at all the welcome would be more of a surprise if he met you first and then we came in afterwards. Ed and I were supposed to be here at the same time, but as I said, I got tied up and couldn't make it here on time. I do apologize," he said to Gene and Ed.

"Hey, don't let it bother you. We understand these things."

"Well, I certainly enjoyed all the attention just now, but now I'm thursty and would love something to drink, would anyone else like something?" I asked.

"What you got?" Gene asked.

"I've got Cherry Dr. Pepper, sweet tea, Coke and water."

"I'll have some of the tea," Ed said.

"Tea for me, too, please," said James.

"I think I'd like some water," replied Gene.

So I got up and went into the kitchen, which is quite open to the rest of the living room, with a huge arch along the wall that separated the two rooms. Across that wall I'd had a bar installed so company could sit and we could chat if I was in the kitchen. I didn't like closed rooms and, while not afraid of enclosed spaces, I preferred to be able to see what was happening while I was in one room or the other.

As I got back to the living room Gene was picking up his clothing and folding it, then placing it in one of the chairs. Ed had removed the rest of his attire and has also folded his pants and shirt, placing it on the table. James was already naked and his things were just piled on the floor beside his seat. I was the only one now who had anything on, but quickly rectified that by removing my pants and shirt and sitting on the sofa next to Gene. Ed was on the other side and he took his drink and sat back to enjoy it. I had already handed James his glass of tea and Gene his water. Only when we were all comfortable did we begin to chat again.

"Mike, I do hope you'll like this place," James started. "I've been here a couple of months now and made a lot of friends, both male and female, and everyone seems quite nice."

"I think that what I like the best," chipped in Gene, "Is the quiet. If you'll notice there are no kids running around hollering, with parents or grandparents screaming after them."

"You mean no youngsters at all?" I asked.

"Oh there are kids around, but only on the weekends. It's one of the rules set up when the community was first stared. We can have visitors over the weekends with family and friends, but the kids are only allowed on those days and there are no sleepovers for them at all."

"Why?" I asked.

"We have a lot of older citizens here and, after asking for a vote by the members, the Board of Directors decided that it it was to be a Senior Living Community, then all that would be allowed to stay would be the seniors and the older folks. Some of the family didn't agree with that but later agreed it would probably be better for all involved. That's why we only have the weekend visits by the grandchildren under the age of 18. Anyone older than that is welcome to spend Friday and Saturday night but that's all. The only exception are if an older grandchild is helping with the daily care of a resident."

"Are there many of those?" I asked.

"More then you'd realize. There is a part of the Community were those cases live, closer to the hospital and medical centers. Right now we're situated on the outer areas of the Community, which I prefer. I like being away from the 'hustle and bustle' of the active centers of the Community. We have a Mass Transit system here and the buses run on a regular basis. You'll notice that there are no private vehicles here. No one has their own car and that was part of the plan, too. If you have to go anywhere, either in the Community or within a 30 mile radius, the buses will take you there and bring you back."

"But I still have my car, " I told them.

"You won't for long," Gene said. "In a couple of days the Admisistrator will send someone to talk to you and arrangements will be made to sell your car, with all the proceeds going into an account in your name."

"I think that's one of the things that I like about this place," I said. "I learned that we don't use cash around here but instead use a system based on Debit Cards for all our transactions. Keeps it safe as well. No robbery, no theft, no unwanted people in the Community to worry about."

"Well," James stated, "we are a 'retirement' Community, so why would we have anyone here who didn't want to be here. All our needs are met and we're well-cared for. It's a model Community for this state and other states are watching us closely to see how it all turns out. Being one of the first to join us, Mike, you'll find the benefits fit you quite well. Most of the things you'll need are easily available and you have easy access to them as well. Most of the stores are withing walking distance of your house, as with ours, and the exercise does you a world of good. With only the buses there's less smog to ingest and we're a lot healthier. The buses are all electric so there are no diesel fumes to choke on. You'll find that a lot has been invested into this place."

"Sounds like I'm going to like it here guys. Thank you, James, for telling me about this place. But I have to tell you something. I'd already heard of it by the time you first told me about it and had already visited and made up my mind to think about moving here."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted to surprise you, I guess."

"But I found out about it anyway, didn't I?" and he waved his hand around the room, indicating the other two men present. If I hadn't, this welcome wouldn't have been possible."

"I still don't know how you found out, but I'm glad you did. I enjoyed this get-together immensely and I thank you all for it as well. It's nice to move into a new place and know you've got friends there that you weren't even aware of. The welcome is most appreciated by me and I'm looking forward to getting to know you all better, and I do mean..........BETTER!"

We all laughed and smiled at each other, knowing what was in all our minds at that particular instant.



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 06



That first week just seemed as though it flew by. I got settled into the new house and made some minor adjustments that only made the place more livable for me. I found a nice diner only a couple miles from the house and ate there a couple of nights, even inviting Gene, Ed and James to join me. They all did and we had a wonderful time. At first I thought I'd be nervous sharing a meal in a relatively open atmosphere with another white man and two black men, but no one seemed to pay any attention and soon my nervousness was gone and I had a great time and never gave it a second thought. 

The three of us spent a lot of time together, both out in public and in the privacy of our own homes. We even set up a 'schedule' of where we'd meet and at what times. With there being just the four of us we were at each others homes once a week starting at James', then at Gene's, mine was next, and then followed by Ed's. Since we're all single it worked out perfectly. 

One day I even went out for a walk, to familiarize myself with my new surroundings. I stared at the end of my walk and turned to the north, almost in the direction of my old home. As I walked down the street I was greeted by many of my new neighbors, even though the closest was three blocks away. There were white couples as well as black couples and even a couple interracial couples, once a black man and his white wife and the other a black man and his asian wife. I stopped and talked to the latter for a while and they soon invited me into their home for some iced tea. I readily accepted, since it was getting rather warm.

Once inside I noticed the layout of their house was almost the same as mine. The biggest difference was that when you entered my house the living room swept to the right and the kitchen/dining room was right behind it. In their home the living room was on the left and the kitchen/dining room was on the right. It was the first time I'd ever seen a kitchen located in the front of a house. I was told that there were two small bedrooms and a master bath in the back. I was even given a tour of the place and it appeard to be quite comfortable and lovely. It was decorated in an Asian appearance with posters hanging in the hallway of old Japanese prints.

While we sat there drinking our tea I was finally introduced to them.

"I apologize for not introducing ourselves sooner," the husband told me. "I'm Henry Lister and this is my wife LuAnn."

"Very nice to meet both of you," I told them. "Have you been here very long?"

"We moved in right after the first house became available," LuAnn told me. "We fell in love with the place the first time we saw it and agreed to this place. I think most of the construction was still being done when we moved in, too. Seemed like we'd be here by ourselves for a long time before anyone else moved in."

"I'll bet it was a lot more quite back then," I laughed.

"Not really," said Henry. "With all the construction going on the traffic was something else for a while. Luckily for us the homes around here were the first stage of development and after 6 months the three closest to us were finished and families moved in."

"What do you do for entertainment around here," I innocently asked.

The two of them looked at each other and nodded.

"We do a lot of 'entertaining' here at our home," LuAnn answered.

"And by 'entertaining', you mean?"

"We host a lot of parties here."

I could tell that it was difficult for them to talk about it, so I probed a little bit further, "Do you have very many of them?"

"About once a month," Henry offered.

"And you get a great attendance, I guess."

"Well, we only invite about three other couple or 3 or 4 singles at a time right now. We are hoping to host larger parties once more people move in."

Right now, from my understanding, this part of the Community was only 35% filled, while the other parts, those much closer to the center of the Community, were rapidly filling up as well. I'd been told that most of the homes in this part were now being 're-modeled' for new tennants. I was glad to hear that. I'm basically a 'people' person and I love to sit and talk to people and just sit on my porch and 'people watch' a lot of the time.

"If you'll excuse us a few minutes, Mike, we have to do something right quick. Make yourself comfortable and we'll be right back."

I stood up as they left the room and in a few minutes I could hear the rise in their voices, but I couldn't quite make out what was being said at that time. Before I knew it though, they both re-entered the room and sat down again.

"Mike, can we be straight with you here?" Henry asked me.

"Sure Henry. Honesty is the best policy. Isn't it?"

I could see the redness creep into the cheeks of LuAnn's face now and only then realized that our previous conversation had been somewhat embarrassing for her. I made no comment on it though, as I didn't want to cause her to feel any more embarrassed than she already was.

"We're swingers, Mike," Henry blurted out.

"And?"

"Well, we didn't want to embarrass you," LeAnn answered.

"You're not embarrassing me, LeAnn," I assured her. "I've hosed one such party since I've been here and we all had a great time."

"Really?" They were both surprised at my own revelation.

"Yes. One of my best friends already lives here and I'd met another gentleman while I was planning my move. I've also met another man since getting here and we've gotten along quite nicely since then."

"So, you're telling us that your gay?"

"I don't consider myself to be gay, Henry. I prefer the term 'bi-sexual'. I love being with both men and women, but only of my own age group. I don't want to get 'involved' with anyone younger than I am. I'm not biased, either. I just prefer company that I'm comfortable with and that's someone in my age group. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, Mike," said LuAnn. "Henry and I are much like you. That's one of the reasons why we chose this place to live in. The people are our generation and we feel comfortable with that, just like you do."

"Do you have any children?" I asked.

"No. We don't. We learned early in our marriage that I was sterile and LuAnn couldn't have any children because of a birth defect to her uterus. Never bothered us though. We've been married almost 55 years now and have always been happy with each other. I guess that why we make such good swingers. I don't get jealous of LuAnn and she doesn't get jealous of me. We have different partners and sometimes share them at the same time. Do you have a family," he asked me.

"No. I've always been single. Never even thought of getting married. I did date a bit, but nothing ever got serious enough that I was willing to make a lifetime committment."

"Sorry to hear that," LeAnn commented.

"Please. Don't feel that way. I'm just as happy with being all by myself as your are being with Henry. I'm happy and that's what counts."

"Mike?" LuAnn asked. "Would you care to 'join' us for a little fun?"

"I'd love it. When did you have in mind?"

"How about now?" she asked. She then got up from her seat and crossed the room to where I sat, sitting beside me and lowering her hand to my crotch, where my cock was springing to attention. I reached our and placed my hand on her breast, pinching the nipple on one at the same time. Meanwhile, Henry stood up and went over and locked the door, then returned and sat on the other side of me and also reached over and grabbed my cock through my pants.

"I think you're going to love this one," he told his wife.

"I know I will," she answered and proceeded to undo my belt and unzip my pants, reaching inside and wrapping her tiny hand around my hard cock. Henry undid my button on the top of my pants and this gave LuAnn easier access to me and in no time she pulled my cock completely out of my pants and dropped her head and I felt her warm breath on my cock for the first time. In the meantime, Henry was once again standing up and undoing his pants and taking off those and his shirt. For a man of his age his body was well toned, with not much of a sag anywhere to be seen. Apparently he worked out a lot, as his body appeared to be quite fit. He lowered his shorts and I saw an average-sized cock before me. Uncut. Ready for some oral action. I reached out and took that rod into my hands and pulled it closer. I stuck out my tongue and licked lightly along the length, coming to a stop at the bottom of his covered cock head. I pulled down slightly and revealed a nice looking mushroom shaped cock head, with a piss hole directly on top, with a slight flare. I opened my mouth and drew him in. I head a slight moan and knew he was already enjoying my manipilations.

In the meantime, LuAnn was busy sucking on my cock, nibbling at my lose foreskin and jacking my rod at the same time. I could feel my precum already lubricating my cock head and my skin was moving quite freely up and over it. She worked on me for about five minutes before pulling off and standing up. She moved slightly away from me and proceeded to remove her clothing. I could hardly wait to see what lay beneath all that covering.

First she removed her short pants, revealing the light pink panties that covered what appeared to be a hairless snatch. Next came the blouse and that revealed that she wasn't wearing a bra. In fact, her boobs seemed to be so small that a bra apparently wasn't needed. But I'd already figured that out when I grabbed her boob earlier. I'd not felt any material between the blouse and her nipple. She was almost, but not quite, flat-chested. Her nipples covered a good third of each breast and stood our at least a half inch or more from her chest. Right now they were fully erect and just begging to be sucked on. Lastly she slid her panties down and stepped out of them and I discovered that I was almost right. She wasn't completely shaved. Instead, there was a small patch of light brown hair just above her slit, which accented what she did have. Her pussy lips were quite pouty, and slightly separated at the same time. I could see her lips were glistening from her leakage, as Henry was once more started sucking my cock.

"You like what you see, Mike?" she asked.

"Most certainly!" I answered.

"Shall we retire to the bedroom?" Henry asked. "I'm sure we'll be much more comfortable in there."

He didn't have to ask me a second time.



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 07



I woke up the next morning in a bed that was new to me.

It was then that I remembered where I was and what had happened last night.

I got up and went into the living room, after getting dressed. For some reason, even after yesterday, I just didn't feel right walking around nude in someone else's house.

"Henry?" I called out.

No answer.

"LuAnn?" I called again.

Again, no answer.

I went into the kitchen and it was there, lying on the table, that I found their note. I read it:

"Mike,

LuAnn and I enjoyed your company last night and we must apologize for just leaving you by yourself. We got a call early this morning and were told that LuAnn's only sister was in the hospital after being hit while driving her car. We're not sure what happened but we decided to let you sleep and we left to go to the hospital. It's going to be a 4-hour drive to get there so please make sure the house is locked up when you leave. I'll give you a call when we find out something and again, I do apologize and I hope you'll understand.

Henry"

Ok, so now I knew what happened. I did a quick look in the refrigerator and found a carton of orange juice and poured myself a glass, rinsing it out in the sink once I was finished and then looked around the house to make sure all was secure. I went to the front door and opened it, the bright sunshine blinding me for a moment, then made sure it was locked from the inside and pulled it closed. I tested it once to make sure it was secure and then started the walk back to my house.

About half way there I ran into Ed, who was out for his morning.

"I tried to call you last night," he told me, "But couldn't get an answer. I was planning on stopping by after my walk to make sure you were ok."

"Thanks. I appreciate it. I spent the night with some new friends but during the night they were called away for an emergency and didn't wake me up."

"Really?"

"Really. They're gonna call me once they get there and let me know what's happened."

"Who are they?" he asked.

"The Listers, Henry and LuAnn. An interracial couple and quite a nice pair, too. We had a good time last night that I enjoyed a great deal. First time I've been with a female in ages though and I'm glad to know that I haven't lost my touch!" I laughed.

He joined me in my walk back home and during the course of the walk we both decided to continue for a while. I needed to work out some of the kinks I'd aquired during my activities last night. Must be getting older than I think I am.

"So," Ed started, "How did it go last night?"

"Like I said, I had a good time and I think they did, too. I know for sure that LuAnn is one hot woman and can suck cock with the best of them. Henry is also well versed in oral manipulation and had a pretty good tool himself."

"Think you'll be seeing them again?"

"I'm sure of it. I can't wait to properly thank them for their hospitality last night. It's not too often that you meet someone for the first time these days and end up in bed with not just one of them, but both at the same time. Let's just say it was interesting and it was the first time I've ever had a threesome with both sexes, and it won't be the last time, either."

"I'm sure it won't. I know that I've had a few encounters with several couples since I've been here and each has been quite interesting, too. I'm looking forward to the monthly meeting of ours this week, as well. Going to be at your place this time, isn't it?"

"Actually, I think it's Gene's week, but I'll have to check my calendar to be sure." 

We continued our walk and the street led us to a part of the community I've not been in yet. The street was set up nicely with trees planted on both sides and several of the home with hedge bushes around their front yards, all trimmed and very neat. One of the yards we passed had a sprinkler going and, since the yard was slanted towards the road, the excess water was running into the street and running to the drains spaced evenly on that side of the road. One had rose bushes blooming in the front yard and another had tulips in theirs. The color scheme was quite impressive and eye-catching as well.

"Does everyone keep their yards up like these?" I asked.

"No. Not everyone. Most of the residents have a lawn care specialist do it for them. I can get you hooked up with the one who does mine if you'd like. Their prices are reasonable and the work is impressive. They do it right and on time and I've never heard anyone complain about the work. Nice gentleman by the name of Earl does the work and he's got a crew of about 4 other men who help him all the time."

"Do any of them live here?"

"No, it's contract work that the Community pays for from the coffers of the residents."

"Then I'll not have to pay him for his work?" I asked, somewhat surprised.

"That's right. You know those 'maintenance fees' you have to pay every month?"

"Yes."

"That's one of the things those fees are used for, among other things."

"What other things?"

"Well, if you have any plumbing or heating problems or need work done on your house work is hired from outside the Community and that work is guaranteed by the Governing Committee. It's all on the up-and-up and I've never heard anyone say anything negative about it. We all appreciate the work and it takes a load off our minds since we don't have to do it ourselves. While the fees aren't too bad, it is enough to assure that a the fund is well 'stocked' and ready for whatever needs to be taken care of."

"I like that much."

"You're also issued a statement every month letting you know what your individual balance is and what's been used, as well as for what it was used on."

"These people seem to have thought of everything here, haven't they?"

"No one's saying anything bad about it that I've heard. I like it, too. Sure takes a load off my mind and at our age it's nice to be able to live somewhere and not have to worry about fixing the washer, the dryer, the air conditioning, or anything else that goes on the blink."

"You got that right. Just less of a headache to be able to call someone and get it done."

"And it's usually done within a day or two at the most. Most of the time it's taken care of within a couple of hours, depending on what needs to be done."

"Nice," I said again.

We reached the end of the dead-end road we were on and turned around, crossed the street, and started back towards my house. The weather was nice, sunny and clear and there was a slight breeze. Not chilly, not even cool but not hot and certainly not barely warm. To me it felt just right and I was enjoying the exercise and I'm sure Ed was as well. It was one of the things we had in common, taking a daily walk or two and keeping fit. In another thirty minutes we were standing in front of my house and I invited Ed in for something cool to drink, which he gladly accepted.

Once inside I got us each a glass of ice tea and we sat at the kitchen table and continued our chat. At one point he reminded me once again of our weekly meeting and I found that I was right, we would be at Gene's place this week. I told him and he just chuckled.

"Just hate being wrong, don't you?" he said.

"Yeah, I'm sure you really feel bad about that, don't you?" I shot back.

He finished his tea and let me know that he couldn't stay. He had some errands to run in town and also had an appointment with is heart doctor at 3 that afternoon, which was an hour and a half away. He still had to go home and take a shower and get dressed. As he left I told him that I'd see him at Gene's on Friday. I watched him walk down the sidewalk and then shut and locked my door. I then went to my bedroom and got undressed, got out some clean underware and headed for the shower. I still had the odor of sex on my body and wanted to get cleaned up. I knew the water would feel good and it would also help me relax and I'd been looking forward to it since I left the Lister's house. It also brought back some wonderful memories of last night and I let them play through my mind as I stood beneath the hot water.

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When we got to the bedroom I sat on the bed while Henry and LuAnn stood in front of me. Directly in front of my face was Henry's cock, so I reached out and grabbed it, pulling him towards me so I could get my mouth wrapped around that wonderful uncut organ. I loved sucking on a cock, especially an uncut one and never got tired of it. That lasted only a few minutes though before LuAnn pushed me back on the bed and asked me to move towards the center of the mattress, which I eagerly did. Next thing I knew she was kneeling along side of me and straddled my chest, then she moved forward on her knees and situated herself right over my face, where she lowered her snatch until it was lined up directly with my mouth and after that I didn't need to be asked to do anything. It was quite obvious what she was expecting and I didn't want to disappoint her, so I stuck out my tongue and jabbed it into her waiting, naked snatch, savoring my first taste of her asian pussy. I felt that small patch of hair just above her slit as it tickled my nose and strangely it only made me want to eat her even more. This was my first pussy in years, but I still knew what to do with it and what to do to it, as well. I didn't waste any time, either. I attacked her snatch like I hadn't eaten anything in years.

As I was busy doing that I felt Henry lower his mouth to my hard cock, taking me all the way down his throat, and felt the restriction of his wall on my cock, causing me to get even harder than I already was. He worked his tongue around my shaft and backed off just enough so that he could concentrate on my foreskin, stabbing his tongue in and out of that fleshy fold. His hands were busy, too, massaging my balls as he worked on my cock, using gentle pressure, as though trying to persuade my cum to quickly erupt into his mouth. Damn, his work felt good.

While I was enjoying the oral workout on my cock I still worked on LuAnn's snatch, reaching in with both my hands and pulling her pink lips apart, giving me a better access to the hidded reaches beyond. I licked around each lip separately, concentrating on gently biting each one, which elicited moans of pleasure from her. Then I shifted to her depths, or to the depths that my tongue could reach, totally avoiding her clitoris for the present. Right now I wanted to savor the taste of her nectar on my tastebuds. This was some of the sweetest female juices I've ever had the pleasure to taste. I'd always heard that asian pussy was among the best in the world and I guess I was proving that point right now.

"Play with my nipples," I heard LuAnn tell me, so I moved my hands up her torso until I got to her smallish breasts. My hands soon found the slight bulge that was her breasts. I was right when I first felt her throught he blouse. Her breasts were almost non-existant but those nipples................

Those nipples stood out in contrast to her boobs. They were quite easily located and in no time I was rolling them between my fingers and thumbs. They got hard as small pebbles but still plyable enough to elicit moans from her. Now I had her going, not only on my mouth and tongue, but with my fingers as well, and her body was producing more of her feminine juices with each twist of a nipple or a swath of my tongue. Yes, I was totally enjoying this woman positioned above me. I could hardly wait to sink my cock into her narrow shute and fuck her until we both collapsed on the bed. I was sure she'd be one hell of a fuck once we got started.

In the meantime Henry had just about gotten me to the point where I couldn't hold back any longer. He continued to manipulate my cock with hands and mouth and it wasn't long before I felt the first tingling in my balls, as sure reminder that I was about to erupt into his mouth for the first time. With a couple more plunges down on my cock I couldn't hold back any longer and I shot four good loads of my cum into his mouth, which he quickly swallowed and continued to work on me until I had no more to give him. He finally pulled off my cock and licked up and down my shaft then worked on my balls for a bit before sitting on the side of the bed and watching as I brought LuAnn off for the second time with my mouth. With that cum she slumped backward and slid off to the side of me, so as not to lay right on top of me, and scooted back towards the foot of the bed, so she could stretch out her legs. I was sure that by this time she was probably experiencing cramps from being in her kneeling position for so long.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Henry," she said, "he's just as good at eating me out as your are." She closed her eyes and was instantly sleeping.

"She won't stay out long," Henry assured me. "She does that once I get done eating her and it's more like a power nap than anything else. Once she wakes up she'll be ready to continue and it'll be like nothing's happend at all. My wife can be a real nympho when she wants to be. It's nothing for us to do this several times a week, even at our age."

"Doesn't she wear you out?" I asked, as I moved to sit on the side of the bed. My butt was numb and all I wanted at that time was to get up and walk a bit and to go to the bathroom and take a leak. Which is just what I did. When I returned to the room LuAnn was awake and sucking on her husband's cock, like nothing had happened just moments earlier.

"See! What did I tell you?" He laughed.

LuAnn looked up just long enough to let me know that she was ready for more from me as well. Pulling away from her cock sucking she informed me that she was ready to see what my cock felt like, so I got up on the bed once again and got ready. 

With a final lick on Henry's cock she took the position I'd had only moments ago and spread her legs, opening her pussy for my full view, her lips still glistening from the oral ministrations I'd used on her earlier.

"Fuck me," she said.

I grabbed her legs, spreading them further apart and placed my hands behind her knees. I then pushed them back towards her chest, until her knees were rubbing against her erect nipples and then I moved forward until I felt my cock make first contact with her pussy, pushing slowly, watching as inch by inch my cock invaded her recess until I was pushed against her body, my balls slapping against her ass. I stayed still for a bit, letting her get use to the feel of me inside of here and then, once she nodded that she was fine, I started my movements, rocking back and forth on my knees, pushing and pulling my cock into and out of her pussy. I watched as her lips clung to my rod with each movement, seemingly sticking to my cock with each in-stroke and then clinging to me as I pulled out. On each out movement I could see my foreskin pull back to cover what bit of my cock head was now exposed upon exiting her warm, wet hole. When I'd push back in I could see my foreskin wrinkling up as it was push once more down my rod, towards my root. After doing this for a while I let her legs go and they dropped until they were along side my body and I gently lay on her body, but continued to pump into and out of her body. She felt like a glove wrapped around me and as she moved with me her contractions would grab and then release me, squeezing me with a comfortable ease.

Then Henry went back to work.

As LuAnn and I settled into a slow pace he got on his knees behind me and proceeded to use his mouth and tongue on my butt and ass hole. He'd nibble on my ass for a while and gently squeeze my balls as I fucked his wife. Then he got closer and used his tongue to probe my pucker, but he never tried to push into me back there. All he did was lick and probe with his lips and that was enough to get me going and, before I could do anything to stop it, I shot 4 loads into his wife.

"Oh yes, Mike. I can feel each shot!"

"I'm cummmmmiiiiiinnngggggggggggggggg," she screamed as loud as she could, and I could tell by her rotations of her hips that it was a strong orgasm. She locked her legs behind my back and Henry had to get out of the way, as her movements would cause her feet to kick him on the top of his head.

As LuAnn was doing her gyrations Henry got up and stood to the side of the bed and then knelt down with his cock pointed at my face once more. With no prompting I grabbed his cock and stuffed it into my mouth, just in time to get his 5 shots of cum on my tongue and down my throat. I sucked until he had no more to give me and then, once he pulled out, I latched onto his balls and pulled him back, just enough that I could lick on his shaft one final time.

After that I don't remember what happened. I guess that was when I passed out myself, not waking until the next morning and discovering that I was alone in the house.



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 08



That evening, as I was eating my dinner, I got a call from Henry. He let me know that his sister was going to be ok, a few broken bones but nothing that was life threatening. Then he apologized for leaving me alone in his house. I told him that it was fine and that I fully understood the situation and that it was not a problem. I assured him that I might have done the same thing if the circumstances had been reversed. Family, in my humble opinion, had to be placed above everything else in my book. We ended the conversation by making plans for Wednesday night, this time at my place. He asked if he could bring a friend, a male friend, with them and I told him that would be fine with me.

Not here more then a couple of weeks and I'd already made an impression with several people, all of whom I liked and considered friends. Tomorrow night would prove to be another interesting occasion.

Before anything else could be planned though I had to do some shopping, so I placed a call for transportation and got ready. As I stood by the door waiting I found myself wondering what tomorrow would be like and how much I'd enjoy it. I heard my cab blow it's horn to let me know he was outside and I opened the door, locked it after closing it and checked to make sure it was secure, then went to the cab and gave the driver my destination.

Twenty minutes later I was at the grocery store. I'd paid the cabbie and asked him to come back in about an hour. I knew it wouldn't take that long to get the shopping done, but I wanted to leave a little leeway, just in case I ran into someone I knew. 

Turns out my precautions were right.

As I turned the corner of the fourth isle I literally ran into, of all people, Robert Towns.

"Robert," I said. "How are you doing? I haven't seen you in ages. How you doing?"

By the reaction on his face I could tell that Robert hadn't expected to see me either, but his brief surprise was soon one of welcome and we shook hands and briefly hugged each other.

"I've been fine, Mike. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. In fact, I've just moved to a new house."

"Really? Where?"

Now it was my chance to really blow his mind.

"The Richland Retirement Community," I told him.

Now the look of surprise was replaced with one of total shock.

"That's where I live," he told me.

"I know. I'm on Cypress Lane."

I could almost see the gears in his head turning. I just stood there though, and it wasn't long before he realized that I knew he lived there as well. After all, he was the one who told me where he lived. Could I help it if I'd also decided to move there, to enjoy the life of ease the place assured me was there. I'd already found out about all that and I was sure I was going to love living there.

"I'm on Clay Street, about 4 blocks from your place."

"Isn't that nice," I said.

I knew he still wanted to get together and I could almost read his mind as he stood there. I hated to admit it, even to myself, but I was enjoying this very much. Very, very much.

Now was the time to spring, so I asked, "Would you like to come over this evening? You know, to see the place?"

"That would be nice," he immediately replied. "What time would be good for you?"

"How about 7?"

"I'll be there." And with that we again shook hands and went about our grocery shopping. Tonight was definitely going to be interesting.

I finished the rest of my shopping without running into anyone else, not even Robert. On the way to the check-out I stopped by the section where the books were and perused the racks, hoping to find something of interest. Imagine my surprise when I found a book that immediately caught my attention. I picked it up and put it in the cart, not even bothering to read the blurb on the back cover. You might think that odd, but to me it's not. I don't judge a book by what the blurbs tell me. If a cover of a book catches my eye then there's a 95% chance that I'll enjoy it. That's they way I buy my books, except for the authors I follow on a regular basis. I already know what to expect from those writers, so buying the newest books isn't a risk for me. And when I buy other writer's prose, I've found that I'm not too disappointed with them, either. There's only about 5% of those books that I end up not even finishing, and that's a record I'm proud of. Not too many books disappoint me and they usually get their authors on my 'to read' list in the future and 9 times out of 10 I'll look for previous books by them and read, and enjoy, them as well.

I paid for my groceries and pushed my cart out to the front of the store, where I sat on one of the concrete benches and waited for my cab to return to pick me up.

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Once I got home and hand all the groceries put away I retreated to the bedroom, where I got out of my clothes and got ready for a nice hot shower. The outing had gotten me quite sweaty and I wanted to be fresh when Robert arrived. I got the water as hot as I could stand it and then went out to the storage room and brought in a plastic lawn chair I'd brought with me. I place it in the middle of the shower, directly beneath the nozzle, and settled in for a while. This was one of the many ways I relaxed. The hot water cascading over my body always helped me to relax and get ready for important meetings. This meeting with Robert was going to be one such meeting. I always suspected that this night might happen, but never in my wildest imaginings did I figure that I'd be the one to run into him after moving down here. I'd planned to avoid the face-to-face as long as I could and had really intended to get in touch with him after talking to James. What I really wanted was to have a threesome with the two of them. Today had changed those plans. I'd always imagined that James and Robert had been 'seeing' each other but had nothing concrete to prove it. But that was their business and not mine. At least not at this moment.

I had set my alarm in the bathroom for twenty minutes and when the alarm went off I got up and soaped my body, taking extra care to make sure my cock was clean, and then rinsed off, turned off the water and got out, stepping onto the towel I'd laid on the floor and grabbed my other towel hanging beside the door to dry off. Once I was completely dry I went over to the sink and got out my shaving utensils and shaved, applying a very nice cologne and returned to the bedroom to get dressed.

I'd laid out some shorts and a nice short-sleeved shirt. No underware this evening I'd decided. Didn't want any distractions when the time to undress arrived. I wanted to make access to my cock as easy as possible. I made sure that I wasn't wearing a belt, either. Now all I had to do was wait for Robert to get here. Checking my watch I saw I only have a leeway of about 15 minutes before he was due to get here.

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When I heard the knock on the door I was in the kitchen, getting a glass of water. I walked to the door and opened it, greeting Robert as I opened it completely, inviting to come inside.

He looked around as he entered, "Nice place you have here, Mike."

"Thank you, Robert."

"Please, call me Rob. Everyone does."

"Ok, Rob. Welcome to my humble abode. Would you like a short tour?"

"No thank you," he told me. "My house has the same floor plans as this one," but he continued to look around anyway.

"Well, not exactly like yours, I'll wager. I had some improvements done before I moved in. Perhaps you'd like to see them?"

"Sure, why not." He got up and I led him to the kitchen where the room was about 3 feet longer and wider and then took him to the bedroom to show him the improvements I'd made to the shower.

"Man! I love this shower. Got plenty of room in there?" he asked.

"I got used to the one I had in my old place and decided that I wanted the same thing here as well."

"Well, I like it. I might have to see about getting my up-graded as well." He stepped inside the stall and gazed around, taking notice of the layout, especially the three shower heads. "Nice," he said again. He stepped out and we adjourned to the living room once more, where he sat on the sofa while I took the lounge chair to his right.

"What have you been doing with yourself?" I asked him.

"Not a whole lot of anything. Just enjoying my retirement, much as you are I'd imagine."

"I am."

"I've been here a little over a year now and the place is nice and the people very friendly. I've made a number of new friends down here and have had a very enjoyable time."

"I'll be you have," I responded.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked. He was sound defensive and I quickly apologized.

"Hey, Rob. I didn't mean anything. But you've always been quite open with your 'gayness' and I can only imagine how things have gone for you since you moved in here."

I saw a grin appear on his face and he had to laugh a bit.

"Yes, I suppose that things have been rather nice since I got here. I've had several relationships with a couple of the men I've met and one of them has even decided to ask another friend to join us some time."

I decided to change the subject.

"Do you remember that time we were supposed to get together?" I asked.

"Yes, I do. You stood me up, didn't you?"

"Well, not exactly."

"Huh?"

"I was home that night, but decided that I wasn't really sure about the whole thing, so I turned out the lights and make it appear as though I wasn't home."

"And that call you said you got?"

"I was nervous about the whole thing. I mean, I'd never done anything like that before and I wasn't exactly sure about myself at the time. I do hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."

"I kind of figured it was something like that, but I didn't want to bring it up to you at the time. I guess I figured you'd be too embarrassed to actually admit it, so I just let it go. To be quite honest, I do understand. And you weren't the first to get cold feet, either. I've had it happen so many times during my life that I guess I sort of expect it the first time I approach someone. You're forgiven, but ........................" and he let it hang, knowing I'd have to ask.

"But what?" I didn't want to disappoint him now, especially since he already knew I'd do the follow-up.

"You're going to have to make it up to me."

"I think I can handle it this time," I assured him. "When?" I asked.

"How about right now?"

It was the answer I was expecting this time and I didn't want to disappoint him a second time. After all, this time I had plenty of 'experience' behind me this time and I knew what to do and what to expect. At least I thought I did.



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 09



Rob and I retired to my bedroom where we sat on each side of the bed and began to undress. I looked over at him and he was bent over taking off his shoes an socks and his shirt was riding up his back, exposing the top of his butt crack to me. I decided to hold my judgement until I saw him completely naked, so I turned around and continued getting my things off as well. Once I was finished I turned and saw him lie back on the bed, his cock resting on his belly. From what I could see he was also uncut, but the size of his cock completely surprised me. He appeared to be no bigger than one or two inches! I also noticed that he shaved his crotch. Not a hair to be seen anywhere around his cock or balls and then, upon a closer inspection, I noticed no hair on his arms or his legs. Apparently he kept his body shaved, with the exception of his face and head. While he didn't have a beard or a mustache, his eyebrows were still there. I found myself eager to see what his body felt like once we got started.

I joined Rob, lying on the bed and snuggling closer to him. I could feel his body heat and it wasn't long before I felt his hand on my thigh, slowly moving up towards my already expanding cock. Once contact was made he propped himself on one arm and leaned closer, letting his mouth envelope all of me. He took me right down to my hair, without any hesitation whatsoever. For a man of his stature I was surprised that he could 'handle' me with such ease. I felt him work his tongue into my foreskin and lick around my cock head, probing into my piss slit shortly after that. He was using his hand on my balls at the same time, massaging them and applying a gentle pressure at the same time. After a couple of minutes he pulled off me and descended to my balls, where he lavished them with his mouth, sucking each one into his mouth one at a time. Then he moved around and positioned himself between my legs, pushing them wider with his knees and then settled on his stomach and proceeded to continue his oral manipulation on my cock and balls. He pulled my balls back towards my belly and lowered his mouth and planted it on that area just behind my balls and I had to moan with pleasure. It sure felt good to have someone paying attention down there. I enjoyed that almost as much as having my cock sucked.

In his current position it was totally impossible for me to do anything with him, so I just lay there and let him do what ever he wanted to. When he did try to probe my ass with his fingers though I stopped him.

"I'm not into that," I told him. "I'm not letting anyone stick anything up there. If that's what you're interested in the you can forget it. If that's what you really had in mind then you might as well just get dressed and leave." I was quite set in my ways and I definitely wasn't about to let anyone jam anything up my ass. I love the oral aspects of man-on-men contact, but that's all. I'll suck cock, lick balls, and suck nipples, but I will not stick my finger or my cock up someone's ass and I expect to get the same respect.

"It's not a problem with me, Mike," he told me. "I wasn't aware of how you felt and I'll not do anything that you don't want done. OK?"

"Thank you, Rob. I appreciate that."

With that resolved, he lowered his head and continued with his oral assault. He moved higher and took my cock into his mouth once more and this time he started to hum while he sucked me. Now I'll tell you this. I may not be much of a cocksucker, nor have I had too many men suck my cock, but this is the first time anyone hummed while sucking on me. I found, though, that I liked it. It was definitely a new sensation and the combination of his sucking, licking and humming soon hand me ready to fill his mouth with my cum. At one time he used his teeth, biting down on my cock just behind the ridge of my cock head and pulled forward, until his teeth were stopped at the base of the ridge. Once there he increased his humming and it was only a matter of a few more minutes before I shot a huge load of cum into his sucking mouth, where he greedily sucked it all down his throat and into his belly. He continued to use his mouth on me until I was finished and then he pulled back, licking up and down my shaft and gently sucking my cock head, like he was sucking on a straw to get the last bit of drink at the bottom of the glass, and then let my now limp cock fall back onto my belly.

"Damn! I've never had anyone do that to me before," I told him.

"Did you like it?"

"I sure as hell did," I told him. "Where did you learn to do that?"

"A man I once knew told me about it. He used that technique on me several times and I just knew I'd want to try it myself one day."

"Is this the first time you've used it?"

"Oh no. I've used it a bunch of times, but always with the same result. While you might think you're not ready to shoot your load, I find that the combination of my sucking, licking, and humming gets your juices flowing a lot faster and before you know what's happening, you're ready to let loose with a long hard shot of cum. And that's when I get ready to drink your juices and totally enjoy the feel of an erupting cock in my mouth."

"I'm going to have to remember that one myself. I've got a couple of friends that I'd love to use it on, too."

Now Rob was lying on his back once more and I realized it was now my turn to work on him, so I slid over to his side of the bed and reached down to explore his shaved cock.

"I see you keep yourself shaved," I mentioned.

"Yes. I always have. Just makes me more comfortable, and the feel of my clothing against my skin is a wonderful feeling as well.

I started with just my balls and then my cock and balls and eventually I got where I wanted to keep my whole body shaved, so I started doing that, but all that stubble only irritated areas of my body, such as my ass and under my arms. I checked into hair removal methods and thought I'd try Laser Hair Removal, but the cost was too prohibitive. Next I thought about waxing, but that was too painful to even really consider. Next I thought of edpilatories but found I was allergic to most of them and all I got for my efforts was a rash. Damned itchy, too. Then there was electrolysis, but just the thought of that one was enough to make me realize I couldn't do it.

"So what did you do then?" I asked.

"I found a new method a couple years ago called Finally Free. It uses radio waves to kill the hair cells, stopping the growth. I've been using it now for almost a year and since I started I've not discovered any regrowth of hair anywhere on my body."

"Is it expensive?"

"Not really. It does take time though and a lot of patience. You get something that looks like an electric set of tweezers, but it's not like what you know as tweezers. You have to use it on each individual hair you want to get rid of. It sends a radio wave through the hair down to the root and in just a couple seconds the hair slides out painlessly and it will never grow again. I just love it."

"How long did it take to do your whole body?" Now I was curious.

"All in all, I'd say it took about 2 months to do my entire body. Well worth it, too. I've used it on my face, too."

For the first time I noticed that he didn't have the 'five o'clock shadow' he once had.

"I hated shaving every morning and then having to do it again when I got home from work. You remember how thick my beard was, don't you?"

I did. I'd often commented about his 'shadow' at work and he'd once told me that if he could find a way to quit shaving then he'd invest into it. I guess he found that method after all.

"Did it hurt at all?"

"Not a bit. I just had to prepare myself for a daunting job though."

I let my hand slide up his right leg and noticing that there were no bumps from hair. I got to his balls and squeezed them, getting a moan from him, and noticed no shadow around the base of his cock, either. Now you've got to remember this, I was used to seeing a man with a lot of body hair, and now there was nothing there. Simply amazing. I'm sure he was quite happy now. I know I'd be, if I had been in his postition. Luckily for me I have real thin hair so it's never been a problem for me. I only shave a couple times a week myself, as my beard is so light that it's almost like it isn't there at all. I never liked a beard or mustache anyway.

I leaned over and got my first close look at his tiny cock. I was the smallest cock I've ever seen. I put my hand on it and found that it easily fit in the palm of my hand and I could feel it filling with blood as an erection approached. Once he was fully rigid I'd estimate his length was 3 inches, with only a small amount of foreskin covering his cock head. I pulled that skin back and revealed a slightly pinkish cock head, with a piss slot on the top of his crown, much like mine. A drop of precum was alredy there so I dabbed it with my finger and plucked it off, raising my finger to my mouth so I could taste him for the first time. His precum reminded me of the cum I'd sucked from Ed all those months ago at the ABS. I lowered my head and took him entirely into my mouth and found that, not only could I get his entire cock into my mouth, but I could also get both his smallish balls in there as well.

Rob was now moaning with pleasure, so I applied a little pressure with my tongue, pushing his balls against the base of his cock and worked around them while sucking as well. At first it was a little difficult with both cock and balls in my mouth, but I soon got a rhythm going and they all began to feel more comfortable in my mouth. After a little while I released his balls and concentrated on that small prick. Since I couldn't get it in my hand and use my mouth at the same time, I worked at it with my tongue, probing into his skin, which wasn't as loose as mine, and licked around his head and cupped my tongue under his crown and worked there for a while. There wasn't really a need to bob up and down on this organ, since I could wrap my entire tongue around it and suck it like a straw, a small straw, but the concept was the same. I could almost imagine my tongue wrapping completely around the girth of his cock and touching itself and I'll bet that if I really tried I could do just that. But this was a time for sucking and not experimenting, so I returned to what I was doing and sucked his cock. I was soon rewarded with a couple shots of his cum, which landed on the back of my tongue, just on the edge of my taste buds, and was surprised at how good it was. I greedily sucked him dry and swallowed the two loads he gave me. Only then did I move to the side and lay next to him.

"Thank you, Mike. That was wonderful."

"I'm glad you liked it, Rob. We'll definitely have to do this again sometime."

"Yes," he answered, "we will." The next thing I heard was his snoring, as he dropped off to a deep sleep. I lay there for a few minutes and then shut my eyes and joined him in slumberland.



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 10



I woke to the sound of the shower going the next morning. 

Apparently I needed the extra sleep. Looking at the clock on the bedside table I saw that I'd been out almost 12 hours. 

I got up and went into the bathroom, and found Rob sitting the chair I'd left in there yesterday. He was enjoying the water from all three showerheads, much like I would do sometimes.

"Damn," he said, once he realized I was in there with him. "I've got to get my bathroom fixed up like this one."

"Those who try it tell me the same thing." I reached to the far wall and removed the shower gel I kept on the shelf there and pulled my wash rag from the hook right beside it. After wetting the rag I poured some of the gel into it and began to wash up. I could see the rag Rob had used lying on the floor beside the chair. After lathering up a bit I washed up around my stomach, then my arms and then my legs and feet, ending with my crotch and ass. As usual the hot water against my skin invigorated me and before I knew it I could feel a stir in my loins as my cock was beginning to come alive once more.

Rob noticed the movement and turned around just enough to grab my cock and pull me closer. He opened his mouth and once more totally engulfed my hard rod, not stopping until his nose was at the base. I felt him licking under my foreskin and probing into my piss hole, all the while slightly bobbing up and down on me at the same time. As soon as his humming started I knew it wouldn't be long befor I gave him another hot load. But, just as I felt that familiar stiring in my loins, he stopped and pulled back.

"Turn around and grab your ankles," he told me.

I knew what he was planning so I did as he asked and turned around and grabbed my ankles, thus exposing my ass and ass hole to his full view. He moved the chair around and pulled it closer then planted his mouth on my right ass cheek and sucked until I felt his tongue slathering around on my skin. He stayed in one spot for a minute and I knew that when he quit I'd have a huge bruise back there, but it didn't bother me. No once but him would see it anyway. I tended to heal up quickly, so I knew it would be gone in less than a day, in plenty of time for my next encounter with the boys on Friday. There would be only a slight discoloration when Henry and LuAnn came by later tonight though and I could easily explain that as an old bruise.

Then I felt him move closer to my ass hole and he planted his mouth right over my rosebud and began to lick and probe with his tongue, only pushing in a little ways though. I squeezed hard and tightened up back there, denying him too much entry. His tongue continued to probe and then he went lower and began to lick between my ass hole and the base of my balls. Once, when I tried to move a bit, he just asked me to stay still, and I did. I wanted to enjoy this moment for as long as it lasted. Rob was very talented with his mouth and tongue and was doing things to me that no one else had yet accomplished. It was truly amazing and I was loving every minute of it.

"Hey there, Rob. I'm starting to cramp up and I need to stand up a while."

He grunted something but I had no idea what it was. I do know that he pulled my cock backwards and into his mouth once again, started humming once more, and before I knew it I was shooting another couple of hot loads into his mouth, which he eagerly swallowed.

"I could do this all day, Mike," he told me.

"I could to," I answered, "but I have plans for tonight so we'd better end this for now. I've still got a meal to prepare and a little cleaning to do around here before they get here."

"Anyone I know?"

"Maybe." I wasn't going to tell him unless he guessed and then, even if he did figure it out, I might just keep it to myself anyway.

We both finished our shower, with no extra hanky-panky this time, and retreated to the bedroom and retrieved our clothing and got dressed. No small talk this time. We got all our things on and then walked out to the living room, where I escorted him to the door.

"We've got to do this again sometime," he told me before he turned and walked down the walkway to the sidewalk, turned to the left and headed towards his house.

"He does have a good looking ass!" I thought to myself as I watched him walk away. "Damn shame his cock is so small though!"

*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *

I closed and locked the door, out of habit more than anything else, and retreated to the kitchen, where I got out the broom and dust pan and began by sweeping the floor. Once that was done I got out the mop, filled the sink with hot water and some Pinesol, and mopped the floors. I wanted the house to be clean when my company got here.

Once that was done I went to the pantry and started pulling out my ingredients, diced tomatoes, kidney beans, mild Rotel, and tomato paste. Then I got out my deep cooking pan and the electric skillet. After placing the skillet on the counter and the pan on the stove top I went to the refrigerator and pulled out the ground round and the small package of Jimmy Dean sausage I'd thawed out over night, along with two bell peppers and a whole onion. After I put them in the sink I opened one of the cabinets and pulled out three packets of chili seasoning and I was then ready. 

I started by dicing up my peppers and onions and browned them in the skillet. First I browned the sausage, drained it and put it aside. Next I opened the hamburger and placed it in with the other ingredients and added my seasoning and browned it until all was done. In my pan I added the diced tomatoes, the Rotel, the tomato paste and kidney beans and let them warm up. About 30 minutes later I added my concoction of suasage, ground beef, onions, and bell pepper, along with the chili seasoning and mixed them real good. I let it simmer on the stove for about an hour and then got out my crockpot, set it on the counter and plugged it in then transferred all the ingredients from the pan to the crockpot, turned it on medium, and let it simmer the rest of the day. By the time the Listers got here it would be ready for consumption.

The next thing to do was clean up my mess, so I filled the sink with hot water once more and added my Dawn and started washing the utensils I'd used in preparing the meal. After that I dried everything and put it back where it belonged. I stood back and admired the cleaniness of the place. If there's one thing I can't possibly stand, it's a dirty house. Call me fickle, but it's the way I was raised and I'd done it all my adult life. No sense in stopping now. Besides, it was a habit that I didn't want to break.

I went to the couch and sat down, intending to read for a while and just relax but when I looked at the clock over the stove I realized the Listers would be here in another 30 minutes, so I jumped up, checked on the chili to make sure it was ok, and then went to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable, like a pair of shorts - no underware - and a loose-fitting, button-up short-sleeve shirt. Nothing elaborate, just sensible. By the time I was finished the time had gone by and there was a knocking at the door.

I went over and unlocked it, opening it to see my guests standing there, waiting to be ushered inside.

"Come on in," I told them.

Henry produced a 2 litre bottle of Cherry Dr. Pepper and I had to smile.

"No wine?" I asked.

"No. No wine," he answered. "LuAnn and I discussed it and we thought we should bring something you liked and, since we didn't know if you liked wine or not, we decided on this," and he once more held up the plastic bottle. "I knew I couldn't go wrong with this." And everyone laughed at that one. But to me it was the perfect drink for what I'd planned to serve. I also had iced, sweet tea in case they wanted that for refreshment.

"Supper is ready whenever you are," I told them. "Would you like to eat now, or wait a bit?"

They looked at each other and then back to me, "Why don't we go ahead and eat now?" Henry said. "That way we can enjoy the meal first and the 'activities' afterward, once it's all settled that is."

"What is for dinner?" LuAnn asked.

"I've decided to treat you to my home-made chili. It's my own special recipe and I've had a lot of compliments on it over the years."

"Sounds good," she replied. "We both love chili, too. I can't wait to try yours."

We went into the kitchen and they sat at the table while I retrieved the crockpot and set it in the middle of the table, where it was within easy reach of everyone. I went back to the cabinet and got a ladle for the chili and a box of crackers from the pantry. I sat down and asked, "Do you mind if I say a prayer?"

"Not at all," Henry answered. "We'd be honored."

I closed my eyes, bowed my head, and started, "Lord, we thank you for such a wonderful day today. We thank you for good company and great friends, as well. We ask that you be with each of us, Lord, as we go about our lives from day to day and that You continually watch over us in all we do. Now, we ask that you bless this food to the nourishment of our badies and thank You for providing it for us. Amen."

"Amen," echoed LuAnn.

"Not too many people say prayers these days," LuAnn commented.

"I know. I do though. Even when I eat out I say a short prayer. Never hurts."

"If you'll hand me your bowls I'll fill them for you and we can get started."

Henry handed me LuAnn's bowl first, which I filled, and then his own. I followed with mine and then passed around the crackers. We sat in silence as the chile was tasted and then I sat there, holding my breath, waiting for them to tell me their opinions of my meal.

Henry took his first bite, followed by LuAnn, after seeing her husband nod towards her.

The I waited.

LuAnn took another bite, taking her time chewing it before swallowing. Henry did the same and then they looked at me and........

Smiled!

"Mike," he said, "this is the best damned chili I've ever eaten!"

"Me, too," LuAnn stated.

"Thank you," I answered. "I'm glad you like it."

"I don't 'like' it, Mike. I love it!" LuAnn told me. "I've eaten a lot of chili but nothing compares to this meal. What's in it?"

"Well, I don't usually tell this to everyone who asks," I laughed, "But I have a 'secret' ingredient that I use. And I don't know of too many others who use it in theirs, so I guess that's what sets mine apart from all the rest."

"What is it?" Henry asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. "I won't tell anyone. I promise," and he crossed his heart and held up his right hand like he was swearing to tell the truth.

"You really want to know?"

"Yes," spoke up LuAnn.

"I use sausage," I told them. I didn't make a big deal of it, though. I just told them flat out, and waited to see what their reactions would be.

"I'd have never thought of that," LuAnn told me. "What make you decide to put that in there?"

"I like the taste of sausage and I thought the spices would end up giving it a little more flavor, along with the spices I use when I brown my hamburger."

"Well, it definitely works," Henry told me.

We sat there and damn near ate half of the chili that night. We chatted and had a good time. It was the perfect start to a perfect evening and I was sincerely hoping it would definitely get better, once we'd let our meal settle for a while that is. Didn't want anyone getting sick during our 'activities' later.

*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *

After helping me clean up we 'retired' to the living room and sat and chatted some more. 

Henry noticed the book I'd been reading and told me he'd been meaning to read it, but hadn't had a chance to just yet. 

"Still doing a lot of things around the house right now," he told me. "LuAnn's been keeping me busy and the company's been coming over and, well one thing's led to another, if you know what I mean," and he winked at me, with a huge smile on his face.

We all laughed at that one. I completely understood his meaning, as did his wife.

Our conversation turned to what we all liked to read.

"I've been following Cussler since his first best seller, which was "Raise the Titanic"," I told them. "I have all his books and even a few of them have been autographed. "I also read Barry Eisler, a little Grisham, Ben Bova, and Steve Alten, to name a few. I love anything dealing with Star Trek and, when I have time and am in the mood, I also do some cross stitching."

That got a look from LuAnn.

"You do cross stitch?" she asked.

"Since I was 13," I told her. "My grandmother taught me and it's something that I've enjoyed since them. It's come in handy, too. "

"You don't say," said Henry.

"Yes. I do say." I anwered.

"Five years ago I had to have carotid by-pass surgery. My carotid artery on the left side was 99% blocked and it was affecting my vision. I had nothing to do for six months of recovery. I couldn't lift anything for that long and all I could do was sit, watch TV and do my cross stitch. Then, only 13 months later, I was sitting at my computer when I literally felt something snap in my head. I immediately knew that something was wrong and I called an ambulance to take me to the emergency room."

"What happened," asked LuAnn.

"The doctor ran some tests, an MRI for one thing, and discovered that an blood vessel in my brain had broken, an aneurysm. I was sent to another hospital where they had specialists who could do the surgery, and spent almost 10 hours in the operating room. As you can see, he got it all fixed and I'm still here to talk about it."

"Wow," Henry commented. "I've know a couple of people who either had it or had a family member have one, and none of them survived!"

"I know what you mean. The doctor refused to believe it when he first saw me. He said that usually when someone was admitted to the hospital with an aneurysm they were either in a coma or almost dead. But two days after I got there I got sick as a dog and he had to do a spinal tap right there in my room. The fluid was full of blood and it was then that he truly realized that something was definitely wrong. Two days later he did the surgery and fixed it."

"You'd never know it happened, would you?" Henry asked.

"Not really. All I really have left is this huge scar," and I leaned forward for them to see it, "that runs from the top of one ear over to the top of my head to the top of my other ear, to prove it." I had to part my hair for them to see it though. I kept my hair in a medium style, just enough on top of my already balding head, to cover it. Not that it bothered me though. Hey, I'd managed to survive something that most people don't, so in a way I was rather proud of that scar. I thought of it as a battle scar. Received from a battle that killed almost 98% of those who had one.

"Well, you sure are blessed to still be here," LuAnn told me. "I'm glad to know that you're doing better and the world would be a lesser place if you weren't in it."

"Thank you, LuAnn. I'm glad I'm still here, too. All I have in this world anymore are the friends I've made over that last couple of years and I do believe moving here is going to greatly add to that friendship list. I've already met you and Henry and I'm thankful for that." I say LuAnn blush slightly at that comment. "And don't be bashful," I told her, "It's friends like the two of you that keep me going and give me the will to do things I've never done before, including getting together with you last week. That was definitely one of the highlights of moving here, and I'm beginning to be glad that I made that decision."

"We're happy, too," Henry said. "We've met a lot of nice people here as well. The week before we met you we had an encounter with another couple, an Asian man and his white wife. What were their names, honey?"

"You'll have to forgive my husband, Mike," she told me. "His memory isn't the best in the world when it comes to names."

"True, honey, but you know that I never forget a face."

"Yes, I know. They're names are Kaneda and Susan Lee." She turned to me and continued, "He's from Japan and Susan's from Delaware. They're 72 and have been here for almost 3 years. We got together with them two weeks ago and I had a very good time getting to know Susan, and Henry will attest to that. He's even got the pictures to prove it," and she laughed and again blushed slightly as she told me.

"Those are some really hot women there," Henry said. "The two of them got in bed and got me turned on, but I'd promised to let my wife have her go first, so Yoshi and I sat there and enjoyed the spectacle before us. We did whip out our cocks though and jacked off as they did their thing with each other."

"You mean you and Kaneda didn't do anything with each other?" I asked.

"Not that night, but the two of us met two days later and had one hell of a good time at their place. You remember, honey," he said as he turned towards his wife. "That's the day you and Susan went shopping."

"Yes. I remember."

"I'd love to meet them sometime," I told them. "Perhaps we can all get together for a fivesome some time."

"Don't think I've ever done anything with so many people at the same time, so it would be interesting. I'll see if I can set it up in the next couple of weeks and let you know."

"Thank you."

I noticed LuAnn was getting a little figedity, and she reached up to the strap of her blouse and pulled it down her arm, exposing her small right breast and nipple. She reached across with her other hand and started pinching her nipple then and, as soon as Henry realized what was going on he suggested we move to the bedroom, which I was only too happy to acknowlege, my cock already standing at attention in my shorts and it was beginning to get a little uncomfortable.



Moving to a Retirement Community Ch. 11



Once we got in the bedroom it didn't take long for the three to quickly shed our clothing, what we wore of it that is, and to situate ourselves on the bed. I'd already pulled back the covers and added a couple more fluffy pillows, in case they were needed, so all was ready for our encounter.

LuAnn positioned herself to where her butt was on the edge of the bed, with her feet not quite touching the floor, and spread her leg wide as she could. 

I didn't need an oral invitation to know what she was asking.

I moved between her legs, but didn't touch her at first. I leaned over, holding myself up with my hands on the mattress, just on each side of her body, and moved my head down to her chest. I licked on her neck first and began to work my way slowly down her body, encountering her right breast first, where I licked her nipple to a harder erection and nibbled on it with my teeth, getting a moan of pleasure from her at the same time. She reached up and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me closer to her then I already was, now positioning my body right on top of hers, and continued my oral ministrations on her nipple. I sucked and licked her for a couple of minutes before moving to the left breast and giving her the same treatment.

I felt movement on the bed and realized that Henry had now joined us. As I sucked on one nipple he joined in and sucked on the other. Apparently LuAnn loves attention to her nipples because, between the two of us, she was soon writhing and moaning non-stop, gyrating her hips with each swipe of our tongues. Her mouth was open and giving a constant moan as we worked on her. 

Now that I was lying on top of her, I was able to bring my hands into play and I rubbed them against her flat tummy, enjoying the softness of her smooth skin and feeling the tightness of her belly. I moved further down and soon encountered the patch of black hair nestled above her slit. Soft and downy, but not much. Next came her slit, which was already quite wet. My fingers easily slipped into her and the warmness and wetness startled me. I didn't remember her being so warm and wet the last time we were together, but then again, in the heat of the moment it was hard for me to fully remember just how she'd felt that first time. I was too wrapped up in the moment though to put much thought into it. 

Another hand joined mine and, between the two of us, we pulled her open to where I could use my thumb to rub her erect clitoris and the contact brought an immediate climax and her hips bucked even further off the mattress and her juices flowed freely. Soon there was a huge wet spot on the sheet below her. Thank goodness I'd thought to get a plastic mattress cover earlier in the week.

After her climax was over it was time to move further down on her body once again and it just a few seconds I was staring at her gash, all slick and shiny with her juices. I pulled her open some more and, as Henry began to play with her clit, I moved in and stabbed my tongue as far into her as I could. Her lips closed around my probing organ and squeezed. I'd never felt a pussy do that before, but then again, I'd only had a chance to eat very few pussies, so I didn't have a lot to compare the sensation to. Either way though, it felt good and if her pussy could do that to my tongue, I could only wonder what it would do to my cock once I was inside of her channel. I 'spooned' my tongue and tried to capture her leakage, but not to successfully. It appeared to be coming from everywhere inside of her and no matter how hard I tried it just seemed to slip around my tongue and gather futher down her channel, settling on my chin and dripping to join the rest of it on the sheet.

I now settled on my knees on the floor in front of the feast I was enjoying. I pushed her legs back, which opened her even wider and plastered my mouth to her opening, this time none of those juices were going to escape. I was going to drink from her snatch for as long as she could give it to me, and I was going to enjoy it. I licked and probed, sucked and slightly blew into her. Her gyrations told me that I was hitting the right spots, too. She wiggled free of my hands and soon had my head locked between her thighs, making sure that I was 'locked' onto her. I liked the feeling and continued with my oral invasion, until she'd finally cum at least three more times and then unlocked her legs and let me pull back, finally able to catch a long breath.

I sat back on my haunches and watched as she closed her legs and turned on her side, closing her eyes and releasing a long moan.

"Damn!" was all she could say. She was also out of breath and was doing her best to catch it before continuing.

Now it was Henry who got up on the bed.

"This floor is killing my knees," he said. 

I knew the feeling and soon joined the two of them. While I'd never had any knee issues, the floor was also starting to bore into them and it felt good to get off them and to give them a break as well.

Reaching over his wife, Henry grabbed my cock and started pulling my foreskin up and down, exposing my cock head. He also started massaging my balls and, after a few minutes LuAnn pulled out from under us, giving us more room to get to each other. Before I could make a move though, he leaned over and took me completely into his mouth, pushing my excess skin down the length of my rod before he bottomed out with my cock head embedded in the pits of his throat. I don't know what he did once I was in place but his throat began to feel almost like his wife's cunt. He was using pressure on my rod and, along with his oral manipulations with his tongue at the base of my cock, I soon realized that it wouldn't be long before I blew a load directly into his stomach. I tried to push him back, but he wouldn't let me and he continued his assault on my cock. After a few minutes though he did pull back just enough to let him wrap his tongue around my cock head, just as the first shot erupted. I could see his adam apple working up and down with each swallow and it wasn't long before he'd drained me completely, at least for the present, and continued licking my cock until he'd gotten all of my juices. Only then did he pull off and collapse on the mattress.

I was also exhaused and all I'd done was lay there and let him take over. These two were something else and if I let them they'd have me so tired that I'd sleep for a week.

"I've got to take a leak," Henry said and got up and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

"Shy?" I asked.

"I'm afraid so. While he's go no problem exposing himself to anyone willing to suck his cock or join the two of us, when it comes to his body functions, he's very private."

I had to laugh at that one, but I could also fully understand. I was the same way. Bodily functions are something I refuse to share with anyone.

LuAnn was now propped up on one arm, looking directly at me. 

"You ready to continue?" she asked.

"Whenever you are," I answered.

"Good, cause I'm so damned horny right now I could let a whole army fuck me." And with that she reached out and pushed me backwards on the mattress and then straddled my body, much as I'd done to hers earlier. She knelt between my legs and began to stroke my cock, getting me hard quicker then I thought she would. Then she leaned over and took my balls, one at a time, into her mouth and swished them around like she was rinsing with mouthwash. I'd never experienced anything like that and it was definitely getting me warmed up for what was to come. Once she finished she pushed my balls back up my body and began to lick beneath them then trailed down my butt crack until she was licking on my rosebud, eliciting moans of pleasure from me. Damn this woman knew how to use her mouth. She stayed there for only a few minutes before working her way back up to my balls, but she bypassed my hard cock and moved to my belly button, where she jabbed into that a couple of times and then continued her journey until she got to my nipples, which were standing at attention themselves. She licked around each of the and then took them one at a time into her mouth and began to use her teeth on them, nibbling them into a hardness I never would have dreamed I'd achieve. They were actually aching with desire for her to continue. With one more bite on each one though, she stopped and directed her attention to the right side of my body and, in another surprise that caught me off guard, she pushed my right arm up over my head and focused her oral attention on my arm-pit! I'd never had anyone do that before and, like working with my balls, she proceeded to bring me to even bigger heights of desire. She moved across my body, again stopping at each nipple and did the same thing on the left side. I was practically delerious with desire by this time and wanted to push her off me and forcefully drive my aching cock deep into her cunt. But I managed to hold off and continued to let her use her oral talents to bring me to higher and higher sexual feelings.

Only after she'd spent about 10 minutes on each arm-pit did she begin to move lower on my body once again, this time stopping at my cock and licking around the base, then slowly moving inch by inch up my rod and finally stopped at my cock head, still covered by my abundant foreskin. 

My skin is rather long and even when I'm fully erect my cock head is still covered with an inch of skin to spare. Makes jacking off a real pleasure when I work on myself.

Pulling on my cock, I felt my skin slide over my cock head, the coolness of the air assaulting my still warm skin. I knew that it was glistening from all the moisture that was held in there by my skin, but that didn't stop her. She used her tongue to wrap it around my head and still managed to keep me excited. She took my whole cock head into her mouth then, using the tip of her tongue to probe into my piss slit, and it actually felt like she got an inch of it into me. While she was doing that she also used one hand to let my skin slide slightly over my cock head, but not entirely. Then she'd stop her tongue assault on me and I'd feel it slipping between my rod and the excess skin. Then she'd work it around the inside of my skin, completely circumnavigating my rod several times before stipping. When she did stop she allowed my skin to fully slide back into place and then would grip that overhand and suck it into her mouth and I could feel it sliding down the back of her throat, then she'd use her tongue to wrap around it and slowly pull it back out. She did that several times and I thought I was going to erupt into her mouth if she didn't stop.

"Henry," I managed to say, "Where in the hell did you find this one?"

"Simply amazing. Isn't she," he replied.

"Absolutely the best cocksucker I've ever run across, be that male or female."

I laid back on my pillow and watched as she continued working on me. Henry was behind her and I could tell my his actions that he was fingering her cunt, getting her juices stirred up once more. When it was finally time to sink my rod into her I knew I'd slide in quite easily. I continued to watch him as he worked her to a frenzy, with her hips moving in time to the motions he'd established with his hand, keeping in time with each thrust of his fingers. He pulled out and moved to the head of the bed and offered those wet fingers to me, and I opened my mouth, allowing him to stick them, one at a time, into my oral cavity. I closed my mouth and greedily sucked his wife's juices off them and and into my mouth. In only a few minutes he had three fingers in my mouth and I was sucking on them like as if I was sucking on a cock.

That's when Henry moved closer to me, allowing me to see his hard, and aching cock, leaking profusely with pre cum, as he pointed it towards my open mouth. I eagerly accepted his rod and sucked on it, much like LuAnn was doing to my cock. As with all the black cocks I'd sucked on, the feeling of velvetyness always surprised me. How in the hell could anything be so hard and still feel like a fine piece of fabric, begging to be touched and carressed? I'll never figure that one out.

Anyway, I worked on his cock as he pumped it into my eager mouth. I felt his skin slide on and off his cock head with each movement and, while he didn't have as much extra skin as I did, it was till enough to feel it slightly slide down the back of my tongue, but not deep into my throat. Using my tongue I pushed his skin back onto and down his rod and concentrated on his cock head, swirling my tongue around it, in and out of his skin, and sucking on it, doing my best to get him to shoot his load. I was shortly rewarded with 5 full shots of his semen. I continued to lick and suck on him until he deflated in my mouth and I reluctantly released him, feeling him flop against my chin as he withdrew.

I had completely forgotten how good LuAnn was working on my own rod, but she'd already stopped and was on her knees watching me suck her husband to completion. When she saw I was finished she moved upwards on my body once again, this time stopping right above my cock, which she took into her hand while she slightly raised herself above me. There was just enough room for her to pull my cock into position below her opened hole and then she lowered herself, making sure my cock was lined up properly with her dripping gap, and slowly inserted me into that gap. 

She took her time descending onto me, taking it slowly and I could see my foreskin being pushed to the base of my cock. Her vaginal lips were encasing my rod and being partially pulled into her the further I entered. She stopped just long enough to move up and down on my rod for a bit, then she continued to lower herself until I was finally completely embedded in her hot, clinging, and very excited pussy. As with her throat earlier, her pussy seemed to have a deathgrip on my cock, squeezing it for all it was worth. It almost reminded me of Rob, when he was sucking me and humming at the same time. This woman knew how to use that pussy between her legs and she used it like a pro. I was literally in heaven as she commenced to move up and down on my rod again. 

Henry moved over to her and presented her with his growing cock, and she quickly pulled his skin back and kissed his cock head, before sucking the whole thing into her mouth and throat without stopping. I could see her throat moving around his rod and I knew she was using her tongue on the underside of his cock. 

All I could do was lay there and watch.

I enentually got to working my hips, pushing my cock into her. At one time she stopped moving completely, concentrating on her blow job for Henry and that's when I once again 'took over' and started moving my hips and driving into her once more. I didn't want this experience to stop. I mean, it's not every day you get to fuck a beautiful woman while she sucks on her husband's cock.

"Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss," I heard Henry yell, and I knew he was depositing another load, this time into his wife's mouth instead of mine. She continued to work his rod until he finally pulled out and collapsed on the bed right next to me. I could tell by his breathing that he was worn out. Hell, I'd be in the same position in only a few more minutes myself.

I felt my balls starting to tingle and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold this eruption back much longer. Then, when I was least expecting it, LuAnn put a move on me that gripped my cock like never before and I began to empty my aching balls directly into her molten pussy. He juices were literally running down the length of my cock and dripping from my balls, running down my ass crack, and joining all the other residue already on the sheets. She lay her head on my chest and I could hear her heavy breathing as well. I let her stay there while I deflated in her pussy, allowing myself to slide out of her when it was ready, and I felt the deposit I'd just made joining all those that had leaked before them. 

I was definitely going to have to wash these sheets before going to bed tonight.

All three of us were exhausted now. All we could do was lay there, covered with sweat and cum, and close our eyes. We didn't wake up til the next morning, sleeping on those wet sheets after all.