Retired college professor. Age 55, single after being partnered for twenty plus years. Every year Thomas and I would go and select a fresh tree for our hundred year old farm house. We lived between Boone and Winston Salem. In the spring I lost Thomas to a wicked battle of stage four cancer.
This year I’ve been going through the motions. A colleague met me for coffee earlier in the week and insisted I get a tree, host my Christmas Eve, Eve gathering of drinks, close friends and singing carols around the baby grand piano….(Thomas bought me a Kawai piano our first Christmas together)….
The Saturday before Thanksgiving I went to pick up my friend….however, he had tested positive for Covid and he handed me the name, address etc of a tree farm in West Jefferson. He had called ahead, paid for a seven foot tree, the note said to ask for Geoff.
About a forty minute drive to the family farm I pulled up to the location. Got out of Thomas truck…funny….I’ve driven his Chevy Silverado more since he passed than I ever had when he was alive. Asked for the Geoff guy. An older man whistling loud, like calling a pup….around the corner of the barn this handsome ginger appeared. He extended his hand…introduced himself. He told me about the conversation he had with my friend.
A leisurely walk on the side of the mountain he had tagged a couple of trees to show me. We chatted, he asked me about Thomas, damn…Steve had told him my story. Geoff told me he would load the tree in my truck and would come to my house at six o’clock to help me get it in the house. Only on one condition….the he could bring take out. Out of the blue this young stud kissed me. He informed me my friend told him if he wanted to give me a mind blowing blow job… just go for it. I was shocked, but….honestly, it was exciting to be kissed out in the woods. My mind to me…it’s just sex. He cut the tree, put it on the trailer and we rode back to my truck. Once we got to my truck I got in the back and got straps for the tree. Geoff cupped my crotch and my jeans were thick enough to see I had a hard on. He unzipped my jeans and in one swift motion….kissed the head of my dick. He kissed me and said….when I get to your farm….be sitting in the front seat….only wearing a jockstrap, Damn son….i was leaking and so turned on.
I drove to the farm house and couldn’t believe what happened at the tree farm. Like clockwork….a big Dodge Ram truck pulled up the driveway. I was in the truck….wearing a yellow jock. Geoff opened the door and kissed the fuck out of me. He dropped to his knees and swallowed my dick. This guy was a phenomenal cock sucker. He liked my cockring and within a few minutes I said….son, this is exactly what I needed…but let’s move indoors.
As soon as we got inside the house he was naked in minutes. Fuck….he was uncut….a nice surprise indeed. I licked the precum from his cockhead….turned him around and tongue fucked his hole. I love to rim.
We had sex right in the kitchen. I climbed up on the island and squatted down and sat on his thick uncut cock. This was the most random thing I’ve done in months. In fact, I had not had sex in our home since Thomas had passed. After we took a shower….got dressed and brought the tree in the house. I had warmed up the Mexican takeout he brought. That night we fucked again. He stayed for the evening. It was nice to sleep with a handsome man in my bed.
The next morning I fixed breakfast. Geoff shared his story with me. Just a down to earth guy who was a welcome surprise.
Before he left….he sucked my cock while in the shower. He picked up my jockstrap….stuffed it in his Carhartt jacket…he winked and told me he would bring it back Tuesday night if I didn’t have plans. I kissed him….told him….sounds like Tuesday night will be spent here with you.
Fuck…..I think I’m going to enjoy getting to know my new friend…..more to come.
