First I'd like to thank everyone for sharing their erotic tales; I've always wanted to share mine and finally found some time to do so. I will post several more after this one, about men I met. I hope you will enjoy them; many are tamer than what has appeared in this forum, but are fond memories for me and hope some of you will enjoy them and it will lead to more people posting. I reside near Hamilton, Ontario and spend my enter near Naples, FL. Married to a woman, so difficult to play sometimes as I can never host.
After my first marriage broke up I joined a divorce support group, there I met a gentlemen in the same situation as myself and we became good friends.
One night however we were on the roof top patio of his townhouse and we had consumed a few glasses of wine. Just looking at him made my cock hard and I was horny and I'm sure he could see that I was aroused. He told me to come closer, he was sitting in a chair and I walked over to him, standing directly in front of him.
Not knowing what to expect I stopped a foot in front of him, he stayed in the chair and he reached out and at the same time said I see someone is happy to see me and started to rub my cock through the front of my shorts and it made my cock even bigger. He then ran his hands up my leg and grabbed my cock and pulled it out of my pant leg. He gasped when he saw it and said OMG that is like 12 inches long, seriously 9 or 10 but with the wine maybe it looked 12 inches to him, he said, "I have never seen one so huge and straight", I need to taste it. He pulled down my shorts pulled my cock towards his mouth and started to give me the best blow job I had experienced in quite some time and my first by a man. He sucked my cock and balls and somehow I couldn't come nor did I want to as I didn't want it to ever end, but boy did I enjoy it. The whole time I stared at his cock as I saw it grow inside his shorts.
Before we got any further we heard him son's car pull up the driveway and we had to compose ourselves and it didn't take us long for our cocks to go soft. I went back to my chair and sure enough his son came upstairs and sat down and talked with us. After he left we just looked at each other and our smiles showed we were both thinking of what might have happened if he didn't come home that moment. Looking back on it, I wish we did have sex and I'm sure he felt the same.