A new beginning

I was at a relatives funeral ..someone quite old who passed, not unexpected and celebration of life more than all mourning.  I met a guy who was a longtime neighbour of my relative, he had known them for years. I hadn't met him before, but  for some reason, out of all the people there, we started chatting at my cousins place after the burial. I told him I was a relative, I lived out of town, but came in town for the funeral. 

He used to cut my relatives grass, move snow, etc., being a good neighbour...and help them out as they were quite elderly. Nice guy for sure...we talked more. My aunt and uncle had supported him when his partner passed away, about 10 years earlier. He said his partner, Roger, had cancer. Sad for sure. At that point I said I was sorry and that I can only imagine how difficult that would have been. Alan was likely around mid sixties. I wondered if my cousins knew I was talking to a gay man...I am sure no one knows I am bi curious, but I have never done anything with a guy, and I wasn't about to. I excused myself as my cousin called me over for something. 

Food was available, and when I went to grab a light bite, you can guess who was in front of me, Alan. We both grabbed some food, and went outside to eat. We sat at the same table, beside each other and chatted more. I don't know if he sensed something, or it was just my mind thinking or asking myself why is he talking to me...does he know..do like minded people attract each other...I figured I was just being silly. We talked, a couple other people joined us at the table...a good chat about my relative, a few laughs...some speeches by some people about her. A good time in what can be a bad situation...

Anyway, things began to wind down, most people have left, I speak to my cousins, and say my goodbyes, I am staying in town on my own, so need to get to my hotel, and likely just relax for the night, nothing planned.

As I am leaving, another of my cousins asks if I am heading to a certain part of town,  if I'll be passing my relatives old area. I said yes, I'll be going by there. Great he said, can I ask a favour of you...sure I said. Can you give a friend of ours a lift, he took an Uber here, so a ride home would be appreciated. No problem I said. My cousin says let me get them...of course it is Alan who needs a ride.

So I said hi, you again! My cousin said, oh you met? We said yes, have chatted here a few times today. We say goodbye, and off we go. We do more small talk as I drive, and we get to his place, Alan says thanks. I say it was a pleasure meeting, and I enjoyed talking. He asks me if I have any big plans, I said no, just heading to my hotel. Likely going to chill for the night. 
Alan asks me if I want to come in for a coffee before heading off, as he has no real plans. I first say no, I don't want to wreck your plans, I really should be on my way. He says no problem, he has no plans, and since he rarely gets out, it should be nice to have some company, even if only for a coffee. He taps my arm  and says come on in.

Okay, if you insist, I will have a drink, and then be on my way. In my mind, I knew what I was hoping for, but I wouldn't do anything. And he isn't inviting me in for anything more than a thank you drink. We go into his house, a nice place, I say it looks great. I take off my shoes, and I look up and Alan is standing in front of me, having taken his shoes off, but I am right at crotch level. I stand up, and he leads me to the couch. My imagination is working in overdrive now...and not to my surprise, I can feel my cock starting to come to life. Instead of trying to hide it, I purposely sit so it will be clearly visible to Alan...but will he notice, do I really want him to notice?

Alan now returns from the kitchen, and says the coffee will be ready in a few minutes. He asks me if I want a tour of his home, and I say sure. I compliment each room, and when he shows me his bedroom, I realize I am sporting a massive hardon, and I can feel some precum wetness happening. I know what I want, it's been years of wanting to do something with a man. Is he interested? At that point I see his eyes look at my groin area, and there is no way he can miss it. I put my hands in front of my crotch to 'hide' it. Alan looks again, then takes my hands, and puts them on the front of his pants, and reaches over and rubs my now fully swollen cock. I can feel his growing harder. 

I look at him, pull my hands away, and say I had better get going. He puts his arms around my waist, and says not yet. He pulls me in closer, and brings his lips to mine, and kisses me. My heart is pounding, I should go, but I kiss him back, and I feel his tongue pushing into my mouth. I don't resist.

Alan strokes my hair, and he says let me show you more of my bedroom. We get near the bed, and he pulls my shirt off, and unbuttons my pants, pulling them down...leaving me in a pair of wet precum covered underwear. He takes off his shirt, and tells me to get down on my knees. I am once again looking at his groin area, this time clearly seeing his hard cock through his pants. He undoes his belt, and tells me to unbutton and then unzip his pants. I do, and together we pull off his pants. Only his underwear stand between me and his hard cock. He pushes it into my face, tells me to sniff it, and then lick it through his underwear. I breath it in, and use my tongue to lick it. I feel it growing and I lick. 

I stand up as he gives me more direction. He pulls off my underwear, and my cock is standing at attention. Mmmm he says, as he looks at my cut cock. I then reach down and strip off his underwear, and there it is, his beautiful hard cut cock and balls, nicely shaved. I touch it and stroke, and he does the same to me. We then rub our cocks together, sharing our precum, and lubing each other's cock with our wetness. 

Alan says that he doesn't want me to do anything I don't want to. He asks If I still want to leave? I shake my head, no.. he tells me to get back on my knees, I do as he asks. Here I am, inches  away from his hard wet cock. I should leave, get out now, last chance. Do I really want to do this?  Or was I just playing a game? He puts his hands on my head, and gently pushes my head to his cock...I lick his cock head, taste his precum, then lick his shaft. This is it, I can't stop, I can't resist. I look up at him, make eye contact, and open my mouth, and take his hot cock into my mouth. It feels so good, it's so hard. I am sucking cock, finally. I can feel my cock dripping, but  all I can think about is enjoying his hard meat...it feels so right. I could do this forever.

Let's just say the coffee and the hotel never happened. With every ending there is a new beginning.