Curious Daydreams to Real Cock!
-Beginning-
It was a Friday. My wife of 40 years had just left to visit family for the weekend, so I was looking forward to some alone time to do some stuff for just me. I know it's selfish, but as much time as we spend together, it was badly needed.
-Background-
My wife and I are not unlike most couples our age, 68-66. Unfortunately, her sex drive is little to nothing. But hers has really never been high. She doesn't think she is sexy. Never has. So I've always tried everything to enhance our sexual relationship. And we actually do still have sex. But very infrequently - once a month, if I'm lucky.
This all is a good segue into why I wrote this story. I fortunately have a higher sex drive. So as you can imagine, I'm constantly reading Lit stories, looking at porn, visiting chat rooms.
I'm the same as most str8 guys my age, not going to jeopardize my marriage by having an affair. So everything I do is most discreet. I look at a lot of gifs and videos of cocks being sucked and deepthroated. It seems I'm more and more curious and I believe I have a cock fetish. I have no desire to have a relationship with, kiss, cuddle or embrace another guy.
But, yes you knew it was coming, the cock itself is a world of it's own. Yes I am constantly drawn to cock. I play with my cock every chance I get. If the wife goes to the store or hairdresser, I'm jacking off and 99% of time I'm eating my own cum in a drink or in a table spoon directly into my mouth.
-Perversion-
I'm a super visual person. So I'm constantly looking at porn of all types. Deepthroat, blowjob, milf, cocksucking, straight, bicurious, bisexual, and yes gay. I am completely enamored with cock. Any type, size, cut, uncut, literally any kind of cock. I love playing with my cock so yes any cock is most interesting to me.
-Story Begins-
The door bell rings. It's my next door neighbor Joe. I don't know him well, just some very superficial passing talk.
So I open the door, "Hey Joe, how's it going."
Joe says, "Do you have a minute? I have something I wanted to ask you about."
I say, "Sure Joe come on in, make yourself at home, have a seat. What's on your mind?"
He pauses for a minute then says, "Well...not sure exactly how to say this..."
I could tell he really had something troubling him. I was more than curious myself.
Then he said, "Monday I stopped by to check to see if you had a circular saw I could use for a bit."
"I'm sorry Joe, I must have missed you."
"We'll...yes and no." He said.
Now I'm really confused. "Not sure what you mean, Joe?" Then he dropped something life changing on me, I had never imagined. Joe pauses again. Now I'm completely puzzled and quiet concerned.
"Well Ray...I never even touched the door bell."
"Why, Joe", I asked.
"I could see right through the window in the top of the door."
"Not sure what your getting at, Joe."
"When I saw you kneeling in front of your recliner naked from the waste down, jacking your hard cock in your hand saying 'Suck it, suck my hard cock!' then I knew you obviously were watching a video or tv show with porn of some type."
"I stepped back to make sure you didn't see me, but I couldn't take my eyes off you're passionate self hand job on your hard uncut cock. I was mesmerized, getting horny and semi hard on your front porch. Yes, I thought of leaving but I couldn't take my eyes away. I kept glancing in the window, acting like I was waiting for you to come to the door."
"Yes, I was waiting for you to cum alright, I actually had to reach down and make an attempt to push my growing cock down in my pants. This was amazing. I could not leave. Then I saw you reach for what looked like a spoon."
"You held it as steady as possible. Then I watched as you shot your first sperm from your cock. Then another and another till the table spoon was close to full. Then the unexpected happened."
"I watched you gather yourself for a moment. Then you quickly brought the spoon to your mouth, filling your mouth with your own fresh hot sperm. Then I watched you swallow it all."
"I quickly turned and walked away from the door and back home to gather my thoughts. I was completely disoriented as to the act that I had just witnessed without intention."
"Wow," was all I could think, after listening to Joe's description of exactly what had taken place Monday morning.