Awakening

It all started so innocently, but I should give the backstory. My wife and I had both recently retired. She is 60 and I'm 61. We are both in excellent shape for our age. After retirement we sold our large home and moved to a smaller house at the edge of a cul de sac in a secluded suburb.

Since this story is sexual I should also give the back story on our sex life. We have been together for years, and for the last 20 or so our sex life has ran hot and cold. The hot streaks were incredible with us fucking at every opportunity for weeks on end. Abruptly, as if turning off a light switch she would turn cold and the nonstop sex would screech to a stop. It was frustrating, but I dealt with it because the sex was so hot when we were on a hot streak. Looking back, I should have known my willingness to accept the dry spells was an indicator of something much deeper, but I suppose I was naive.

Fast forward to our new home and neighbors. James and Alma were only a couple years older and lived in a secluded home in the cul de sac. We hit it off from the beginning after they brought over a bottle of wine welcoming us to the neighborhood. James and I soon became friends and we often enjoyed watching sports and drinking lots of beer.

As guys will often do, one afternoon while loosened up from several brews we began discussing sex. I was a bit embarrassed as I told him of my on and off sex life. I even confessed that since my wife became post menopausal her sex drive was gone, along with our sex life.

I couldn't believe I was revealing my embarrassing details, but also admitted that now I was relegated to being a chronic masturbator.

James listened to me share my embarrassing story only nodding and making a few comments like, "you need to have some excitement in your life, that's awful, etc.".

He went on to describe his love life with Alma, and how he fucked her roundly at least twice a week. I found myself extremely excited as he went into details about fucking Alma. I was having a hard time concealing my erection, and knew I should be getting home.

James gave me a smile that made me think he noticed my erection and replied "I really enjoyed our little talk."

I rushed home and as I entered I told Donna "I drank way too many beers with James and need a shower to clear my head."

Once in the shower I began stroking my hard penis. My mind raced with images of James pounding Alma doggy style and i quickly erupted. i thought wow, that's my best orgasm in so long I can't remember. I gained my composure and slept like a rock that night.

The following Saturday the girls were off to a town an hour away for a day of shopping doing girl stuff. James called around 10.

"C'mon over and catch the noon kickoff." I rushed over and by haltime both of us had downed a few beers and were working on a good buzz.

Soon the topic returned to sex, and our discussion from last weekend. I found James leading the discussion and looking intently at me while asking probing questions about my sex life. He kind of caught me off guard when he asked about my current situation.

"Why are you Masturbating instead of telling Donna to at the very least give you a blow job?" I felt my face redden as I shrugged and looked at the floor, too embarrassed to reply.

James replied, "I know why...you are a submissive." My head snapped up and I looked at him kinda shocked, but deep down realizing it was true.

He looked calmly at me and said "it's okay, I would never tell a soul." My mind was now racing, is he right? I knew he was, I had an ache in my belly from the excitement, but my penis was trying to crawl into my belly. I also felt a pulse of pre cum pulse through my penis and soak my boxers.

James smiled and said "come sit beside me on the couch. I think I know the cure for your frustrations." His eyes were locked on me as I found myself coming over and sitting beside him.

James proceeded to talk so smoothly I was kind of in a spell. "I can help you, do you want to have an exciting sex life Al?" I could only nod yes.

His next question floored me. "You sometimes think about cock when you are jerking your penis don't you?"

I blurted out, "James, how did know?"

He smiled and said, "you're gonna be surprised by all I know."

Never taking his eyes from me he took my hand and placed it on his cock. Even through his khakis I could feel the heat emanating from his cock. It wasn't hard, just semi, but I could tell from just a touch it was bigger than my average size penis. A low moan escaped my lips as I found myself caressing him.

"Take it out Al," he said, not sternly but in a voice that I somehow couldn't refuse. I carefully removed his quickly hardening cock and found myself mesmermized by it.

"Go ahead Al, taste it." As if in a trance I lowered my head and kissed the tip of his cock. I instantly knew I had found my place.

Jame's cock slid between my lips and I instinctively knew what to do. I felt his hand on my head as he pushed into my mouth. Suddenly I felt a glob of pre cum hit my tongue. I moaned with delight and my penis began to orgasm in my boxers. I greedily began to suck, hungry for more. After what seemed like only a minute or two James held my head with both hands. I felt his big cock swell in my mouth and then explode. I tried to keep up, but it was too much and I dribbled cum as i tried to take it all.

"You loved that didn't you Al?" I wiped the cum from my chin and could only smile and nod. "Good boy, now go home and think about what you just did, and how much you liked it. I'll call you soon,"

"Oh yes, please just holler and I'll be right over!" As I walked home I wondered what I had gotten myself into, and marveled at how I loved having my mouth full of cock. My penis began to ache again I licked my lips and tasted the remnants of his seed which had dried there. I was tempted to turn and go knock on his door and drop to my knees. Instead I hurried home to masturbate as I pondered what lies ahead.