A Time of Discovery

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Adrian had not had sex in eleven years! Well, at least not in the traditional sense of two people mutually satisfying each other and wrestling in the throes of passion. When his wife passed away, he was at loose ends. He had been out of the dating scene for almost 30 years, and all of his female friends were either married, or so straight-laced you would have thought that they wore corsets to bed at night. He had been satisfying himself, ever since she had been hospitalized, by watching videos that he purchased from those “newsstand shops”, and had even bought a plastic gel tubular vagina, but of course, it just wasn’t the same as sharing the moment with another person. He became increasingly concerned, as his enthusiasm waned and he was no longer able to produce the hard-ons he had been used to. He decided that something HAD to be done. It was then that he began to explore the possibilities that were available on the internet. He had made a few friends online, even some girls, but so many of them quickly deserted him, even blocking him, when they found out that he was in his 60’s, balding, and carrying a bit of extra padding around. Still, he found some videos that promised some titillating delights, and once again he was fairly happy to take care of his own needs… until that one fateful night when he had meant to input “older GUY gets sucked” but mistakenly typed “older GAY gets sucked”. Suddenly, there was an entirely new world that beckoned to his stiffening cock deliciously. He had no idea that there was an entire populace of young men who not only were NOT bothered by the fact he was 60, balding and overweight… but downright craved him that way! He joined a site and was soon inundated by younger men who wanted to get to know him. Besides being flattered by the attention, he was actually excited by their eagerness. He began to fantasize what an encounter with one of them might be like and soon began masturbating, as he thought of a young man servicing him. That was why that intern at the office began to arouse him. Patrick was newly graduated from high school, 18 and spending the summer on a work/study program with the company before heading off to college to pursue his degree in Business Administration. isvecbahis He was a slim youth, small-framed, with sandy hair and with such incredible puffy, ruby lips, that Adrian wondered if he used lipstick. He had small hands, but muscular arms and carried himself with a distinct feminine air. He enjoyed chatting with the secretaries and other female workers, but rarely interacted with the other men in the office. He had been getting the distinct feeling lately, that Patrick was actually flirting with him! Oh, the bits of brown-nosing were to be expected, like bringing him morning coffee and running mundane errands to other departments for him. After all, he was a partner in the firm and it was expected that people would butter-up the boss, but there had been some more pronounced clues recently which Adrian couldn’t ignore. Patrick had begun to find opportunities to engage Adrian in conversations that were not strictly pertaining to the business of manufacturing furniture. Like that afternoon he was helping Adrian take some photos of tables and chairs, that had been sitting in a store room for a long time and had spent several hours dusting them off and polishing them when he bluntly asked Adrian if he ever felt lonely since his wife had passed away. It took Adrian quite by surprise and he looked sharply at Patrick and growled something like it was “… none of his business…” or something along those lines. He instantly regretted his tone as he saw the sting his words carried and the red-faced, wordless apology from the lad. Patrick averted his eyes and mumbled that he was sorry, that he didn’t mean anything by it… Adrian actually thought that the boy was going to burst into tears! He came out from the display and put his arm around the boy and guided him over to a chair and sat him down in it. “Look, Patrick, I didn’t mean to lash out like that, but even after all of these years, it’s still a tender subject.” Adrian was idly rubbing his arm and could feel the firmness of his forearms and upper arm. “It’s just not something I talk about, okay?” “I’m really sorry, Mr. Ward, I really am!” His bottom lip trembled a little. Adrian was shocked to have a little thought dash through his isveçbahis giriş mind,“I wonder what those beautiful lips would feel like wrapped around my penis?” He guiltily got up and tried to busy himself again with the display and finally gave up. He cleared his throat and said, “Tell you what, Patrick, it’s closing time, everybody’s left and locked up. I don’t think we could finish anyway…” He sighed and tried to keep his thoughts on business, “We can finish up Monday morning. A young fellow like you must have plenty of things to do on a Friday night.” He straightened up and smiled at him. “Oh! I don’t mind staying, Mr. Ward,” the lad said brightly. “I… well… I don’t really have a lot of friends… and I’d like to help,” he said, all smiles. “Really, Mr. Ward, please?” Despite his best efforts, Adrian couldn’t help but chuckle. The kid seemed so much like a little puppy eager to please that he almost reached out and patted him on the head. “Okay, Patrick,” he said, “but let’s take a little break and maybe get cleaned up. I feel all gritty and dusty.” They made their way to the breakroom, got a few snacks and cold drinks out of the vending machines and sat chatting about this and that. Finally, Adrian said, “What did you mean about not having many friends, Patrick?” Adrian leaned back and took a long sip from his can. “I don’t know, Mr. Ward…” Patrick said and looked down at the floor. “I guess I just feel sort of out-of-place with kids my age. I just don’t seem to have anything in common with them, you know?” He kept his eyes downcast and went on, “I… I like, well, I like older people…” He suddenly looked up and said “Oh! No offense, Mr. Ward, really! Oh, geez.” He looked down again and frowned. “I just think that older people… older men particularly… are so much more… interesting.” He still wouldn’t look up, but went on, “That’s why I asked if you ever get lonely… ‘cause I sure do.” He finally lifted his face to Adrian and said again, “I sure do.” Adrian stammered, “Yes, well, ah, I miss someone giving me attention, of course…” trailing off. It was about this time that Adrian began to toy with the idea of seducing the lad, but somehow he had to make it look natural and not taking advantage isveçbahis yeni giriş of him. “Patrick?” He said quietly. “You say you like older, uh, men. Men like, me perhaps?” Adrian’s heart was beating wildly and he couldn’t believe what he was doing, but it was starting to give him an erection. Patrick jumped at the chance, “Oh yes!” he almost whispered. “You have been in my thoughts almost constantly. Is that… is that okay with you?” He dropped his eyes again and sighed. “Yes, ahem, well…” and left the rest unsaid. “I need a shower.” He abruptly got up and headed out the door to the company locker room where the workers cleaned up at the end of the day. He purposely did not look back, but heard the scrape of the chair as Patrick got up and followed him. The locker room was still slightly steamy and damp from the employees’ showers, and Adrian went straight to his own locker and opened it, and took out a towel and soap and a small bottle of shampoo. Without turning around, he began to undress. Behind him, Patrick was clattering around at his own locker across the room and Adrian idly hoped that he was watching him. He pulled his shirttail out of his pants and unbuttoned it. He let it drop behind him as he pulled his arms out of the sleeves and quickly yanked his tee shirt over his head. He didn’t hear any noise behind him and smiled secretly to himself. He loosened his belt, undid the button and unzipped his fly and stepped quickly out of his pants. He stripped his socks off and then reached to either side of his boxer shorts. Still silent behind him, he chuckled to himself, and quickly bent over and peeled his shorts down and off of his ankles. He knew that it was just a brief glance of his old butt… but his member was awakening, thinking about this young man looking at him. He wrapped a towel around himself and turned to head to the showers. Patrick was staring, slack-jawed, his hand frozen in mid air as he had been interrupted in unbuttoning his own shirt. He continued straight to the showers, not looking at him, but knowing Patrick was still staring after him. As he rounded the corner, he almost burst out laughing as he heard the hurried stripping of clothes and hastily slammed locker, followed by the padding of naked feet on the tiles. Adrian had chosen the nozzle at the far end, and still had his back to Patrick as he tested the water, slung his towel over the bar, and stepped under the stinging spray.

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