Eviction

Almost done with my morning cardio workout on the exercise bike I noticed the redheaded young man, I’d seen in the complex fitness center before, enter the room. He appeared dejected as he took the machine next to mine. Although I was on the downside of the exercise bike’s cycle, I decided to do a 15-minute reset. I continued cycling thinking about him as I had before.

I’d been taken by the young man’s physical appearance since the first time I saw him a few months prior. He oozed with sensuality. Since my wife passed, I hadn’t dated and had no desire to date. No desire to seek out women to satisfy my sexual desires; instead, I pulled my pad in the shower most mornings after my work outs to satisfy my libido. Sometimes, I filled my ass with my seven-inch dildo. I would affix the suction cup to the shower surround and ride that bad boy until I orgasmed, and then continue riding it.

One thing about dildos, the damn things never go soft. I’d ride that flesh colored realistic phallus until my asshole was sore, but a pleasantly pleasing soreness. While fucking my ass with my lifelike toy I’d daydream about my days as a teenager and then college engaging in sex with other guys. After graduating I entered the military, during my first stint I met, fell in love with and married my wife.

Beth was a beautiful redhead with a super fantabulous body. She was my best friend and lover. Unlike many women she knew how to give a great blowjob; furthermore, she accepted the fact that I enjoyed sensual stimulation to my nipples and asshole. We engaged in gratifying sex up until about a year before she died.

A few months after she passed, I began to consider returning to the homosexuality lifestyle; however, I never worked up the courage to find a partner with which I could feel comfortable and compatible. Now, a younger redheaded male began to titillate my sensuality.

Although I didn’t know the man’s name next to me, he aroused my libido. His looks, smell and charm brought out my long hidden homosexual cravings. I could tell when I watched him workout that there was something special about him. Maybe that’s why I fantasized about him in the shower of a morning. More than that, of late, on many occasions, I’d been dreaming of a night about engaging in ravenous sex with the young man on the machine next to me.

With no shower facility in the complex training center I’d yet to see him naked. Oh boy did I want to. For now, I could only imagine his nakedness. I slowed to a stop and dismounted my machine. The young guy next to me stopped his machine and dismounted. On the way out of the facility I asked, “My name is Brandon, what’s yours?”

“Jacob,” he replied as we shook hands. “You look despondent Jacob, what’s up?”

“Lost my job…If I can’t make rent next month, I’m gonna get evicted.”

“You sound like you need a cup of coffee and someone to talk to. Come on follow me to my apartment.”

The young man followed me to my apartment. Inside, I put on a pot of coffee before I said, “So, tell me your story.”

“Been out work for over a month now and nothing promising in the future. Living on unemployment and a little savings that’s run out.”

“Sounds a little bleak to me. More coffee?”

“Yeah and yeah.”

“You want some breakfast?” I asked.

“Nah, coffee is fine…And by the way thanks for caring about me and listening to my problems.”

“So, what you got planned for today, Jacob?”

“Not much…Go back to my apartment, get on my computer to see if I’ve got any job offers. What’re your plans Brandon?”

“I’m retired, so I’ll just sit here and listen to you. You need to unload and get a fresh perspective on life.”

“You look too young to be retired.”

“I retired from the military at 40 with 22 years. While in the Air Force I got my degree. After retirement I went back to school where I got my MBA in two years and then started my business. Because of my wife’s illness I was forced to sell the business after five years. I made a tidy profit. My wife passed a year later.”

“Sorry to hear that,” Jacob said. “So, if my math is correct, you’re around 47 or 48. Gotta say you don’t even look that old.”

“I’m 47 going on 48 but feel like I’m 38. Still got a strong libido and young enough to get a good hardon.”

We both laughed. Jacob asked, “You got a girlfriend to take care of that?”

“No. Just pull my pud.”

“You sound like me.”

Again, we laughed and continued talking about our personal lives. I put on another pot of coffee, while I continued to admire Jacob’s physique. I learned that my new friend, 10 years younger, had a college degree and military service behind him. He’d never been married. I could see his hard nipples, protruding through the fabric of his T-shirt. Damn, I wanted to play with them and suck on them. I got a sense he might enjoy that.

My nipples were hard, and my cock hidden beneath the table as we sat across from each other had become hard. I’d developed an insatiable appetite for his hidden attribute. I had a vision of what he might look like naked, somehow, I had to see. We continued our conversation becoming more at ease with each other we began to bare our souls. I discovered that he had no girlfriend and from our conversation no close female or male friends.

Jacob, like me confided that he too pulled his pud a lot to satisfy his sexual cravings. The more we looked at each other the more I sensed he might be homosexual. I wanted to make a move on him but decided against it.

After about three hours of coffee and conversation we broke up the gabfest. Before we parted I asked Jacob to keep me informed as to his job plight and possible eviction. Jacob departed and I didn’t see him for a few days, which left me with an aching desire to suck his cock and then have him fuck me, or the other way around.

Time to head to the shower where I could fantasize about two of us having sex while I pulled my pud. I began showering playing with my nipples and riding my dildo. A wild fucking ride that morning with visions of Jacob dancing in my head.

I didn’t see Jacob in the fitness center for a few days but that didn’t stop me from dreaming about the redhead. My late wife was a redhead. She was a wild woman in bed. Although many times she as well as I were dog ass tired, we couldn’t wait to shower, get into bed and make red-hot love. I dreamed Jacob could do the same, if we were ever to get into bed.