First M2M Handjob after Years

I am a 42-year-old bi male. This year I went through a divorce after almost 20 years of marriage with a great sex life. My ex-wife was great at giving handjobs and I missed that. Before I got married I had had several encounters with other men, mostly getting really intense handjobs from them. These sessions were great, usually ending with me squirming and shooting a big load.

Well, after my divorce I had been wanting to get one again from a man. I went on this personal site and contacted this 59-year-old male. He and I agreed to meet at my house on a Friday. I can work from home so it was no problem for me and the kids were in school.

Since it had been so long, I was just going crazy thinking about having another man's hand on my cock. I didnt orgasm for a week before our meeting but would masturbate right up to the point of no return and then stop so that I would have a good load for him.

Friday came, I had sent him my address so he was on his way. I took a nice hot shower, played with my very hard cock a bit and hoped I would last in his hands.

The day came, I took a shower and the doorbell rang. I wrapped a towel on and ran downstairs, and welcomed him. We introduced ourselves and found out we had the same first name. I took him up to the living room and he sat down while not being shy, I took off my towel. My cock was already getting hard. I had laid down a pillow to rest my head so I laid down and he came over and started rubbing my cock. God it felt good. I started to get really hard. He knew what he was doing. I let some whimpers and moans out as he started stroking my cock from base to head, rubbing over my swollen head. He poured baby oil on my stiff rod, making me feel even better. My legs would shiver ever once in a while. He would alternate between both hands making me crazy.

He kept this technique up for a about 15 minutes, I was whimpering and moaning trying to make it last but then he started to rub my balls and I lost it. A long rope shot out over the couch as I yelled I am cumming. Another one shot in the air. He kept milking my spurting cock as my load continued out.

Finally, mercifully he stopped. We both laughed and I said I made a mess. He said well, you couldn't help it.

He got up, washed his hands and left after saying that anytime I needed it again, I could drop him a note. I just might do that!