In the main station concourse there's an information booth manned by a young black guy and a chunky brunette so I head for it."Excuse me but can you t...ell me from which platform I can pick up the next train to Seaport and at what time it leaves?"The black guy taps a couple of computer keys and then turns to his co-worker; they mutter together for a brief moment or two. The brunette gives me the bad news but at least she gives it to me with a smile."I'm so sorry Ma'am but there's been a. He told me he explored gay sex before getting married, was happily married for a lot of years, and then picked up exploring gay sex as an older man.“I have a confession,” I told him. “I have not been with another man sexually.”He asked me “Why not?” and I explained I was too scared to try or explore that. When we returned to his house, we discussed it further and he asked me more questions such as, “Do you know if you're a top or a bottom?” and these were terms I was sort of familiar with and. I was so aware of myself I could feel the light breeze blowing around the edge of the building and the, oh, so sensuous sensation as it drifted between my legs. I certainly didn't remember this from yesterday! I truly don't know how long we stood there before I felt that blast of heat from between my legs surge up through my body and down my arms and legs. I heard someone screaming and at first I thought it was Cindy, but then I realized it was me. I think I would have collapsed if Mindy hadn't. I smiled back and lowered my head to give the head of his cock a little kiss. I proceeded to take the head into my mouth and twirled my tongue around it while my hand kept working on his shaft. I played with the head for some time and then felt one if his hands at the back of my head. I took that as a sign and plunged my mouth down on his cock. I can honestly say that of all the cocks I had ever sucked, this one was the finest to have ever entered my mouth. I found myself bobbing up and down.