Three Cheers for the Internet
It seems unfair that at the age of 60+ I learn some things I would have loved to know at 18.
The problem is not that I did not enjoy myself, the problem is I could have enjoyed more.
You see, at a younger age I was seduced by an older guy and had my first hand job. It was something I still can remember almost 50 years later. He was a friend and if we did not live thousands of miles apart, we would still be playing.
When I went to college I had two opportunities to play and declined them both. No one talked about bi-sexuality then. It was either gay or straight and I felt I had to be straight and leave 'those feelings' I had. When I graduated and went back home I got married. Although I saw my friend we did not play for five years. Then one day he suggested we play for old time's sake. I said sure and we began to play like before with him being the oral guy and me the manual release for him. I had rationalized that me playing with him was different than oral and we played for another 10 years until I moved.
Enter the Internet, I move and the Internet changed everything. Reading Solo Touch has given me insight to my feelings then and now. I am comfortable with my strong desire to hold and play and rub another man's genitals and have him do the same. I am also comfortable with some oral play as long it is only for a brief period and there is no liquid exchanged from any orifice.
It also seems there are a lot of men in their 60's that like to play many at a much deeper level than me. I am happy to get naked, rub together and bring ourselves off in whatever way we feel that day. As a happily married man I would never give up the great sex life with my wife but this other dimension is great. She does not know and would not approve so this part of my life is private. I think it is that way for most married men.
I am about to meet a younger guy for the second time. We met on the net. The first time we talked in a coffee shop and went to an empty property he had. We lay down on the clean rug, took our clothes off and played. First we stroked each other's dick for awhile. He was about an inch bigger than my 6' cut. He was cut and relatively smooth balls, I shaved my balls.
We then turned and started to jack each other. It was the increase of wonderful sensations. I would rub his head with his juices, then his shaft. I had this young, hard cock in my hand jacking him as he mirrored my actions. When I told him I was close, he stopped and played with me for a little while, then he asked me to stop and we both went back to our own cocks and watched each other cum - hard.
A few weeks later he called and said he was starting to go out with a new girl and did not want to play. Then, today, after about five weeks and called and said let's get together again. I think he realizes that whatever a girl can do, there is a unique feel and sensation of another man's cock and another man holding yours.