I've put gay in the genre though I don't believe I'm gay,I've been reading stories on here for ages,never thought I'd be writing one.I'm 63 and I lost my wife four years ago,we always enjoyed a fairly good sex life,even though towards the end it had died off somewhat,partly due to my erection problems.If using this site has taught me anything it is that like me most straight men,as I consider myself to be,have at some time in their lives fantasised about having sex with another man,of course most of us could never admit it. Since I've been on my own I have used pictures and stories of gay sex as an aid when wanking,I started to find them more stimulating than straight sex and to some extent was becoming more and more turned on by other mens cocks and in particular in seeing them spunking off,I have also gone onto sites where young men dress in female underwear,get rid of their body hair and to all intents and purposes except for in many cases the most beautiful cocks,they take on a female sexual role. Up to a few weeks ago all of this was what it was,an aid for sexual stimulation.I don't drive anymore and I was waiting for a bus on an isolated piece of road near Stockport where I live,when I got to the bus stop there was a young man already there,we nodded to each other,I could tell he was in his late teens early twenties,about 5 foot 3 inches,fairly slim with fair curly hair,unusual these days when most young men shave their heads. He was standing with his back to me and I must admit I was oggling him a bit,wondering what he looked like naked,I'd been on a sex site earlier in the day,I had'nt wanked myself so I was probably still a little bit horny,I can remember smiling to myself as I'm wondering if his pubic hair was also blonde. When he suddenly turned around and spoke to me I felt as though he knew what I was thinking,I could feel myself go hot and even though he just said something about the bus always being late I think I must have looked guilty. We're having a small conversation,the usual thing,weather etc.The bus is late,he told me he had come out of town to visit a friend but it was now looking like he'd miss his train back to Manchester to get his conection to Newcastle,where he was from.By the time the bus came we had got to know each other a bit,he was very upset,he had definitely missed his train,he said that other than his return ticket he had just four pounds fifty,he was fairly distraught. Being the good samaratan that I am I offered him a bed for the night,he looked so vulnerable,he was almost like a little boy lost,at first he said he could'nt put on me but I insisted,I have a little two bed terrace,so why not.I made us some tea when we got there and it was nice to share with somebody again,I opened a bottle of wine,he said he did'nt drink but said he'd try some. He asked if anybody lived with me and I told him no,he told me a bit about himself but it was what he was not saying that had me thinking he might be gay,right then I would'nt have minded.After a couple of drinks he asked if there was the possibility he could have a shower or bath,he'd been going since the previous day. I showed him upstairs to the bathroom and showed him how the shower worked,I showed him the spare room,then things took a bit of a twist,he said as if he was talking to himself,I'm going to have to put the same undies back on,but I was'nt expecting to be away overnight.I'm a lot bigger than him so offering him a clean pair of mine would have been a bit silly,but what I did say was even sillier,my wife was a very small woman,I said if you don't mind wearing girly undies there are plenty in the drawer in my bedroom,without blinking an eye he said,thats alright, I've done that before,will you get me some while I'm having my shower. He did'nt take long in the shower and was back out in a matter of five minutes,I thought he'd be ages,he came into my bedroom,I was right about his pubic hair,it was almost invisible but what there was of it was blonde,I instantly got a sensation in my groin,he almost seemed to be unaware that he was naked and I'm thinking perhaps I'm being a prude,I had taken out several pairs of undies,they were on the bed,are you sure he said as he started to pick them up one at a time,I could feel myself physicaly shaking but even more than that I was getting a hardon,and yet he seemed oblivious of what he was doing. I like these he said picking up a rather tiny pair of silk briefs,small but perfectly formed he said.His cock was small and he only had neat little balls but I could'nt see how them particular briefs would provide any cover,I was half right,he was half in and half out of them,what do you think he said,the expression on his face was suddenly changed,do you want me to try some of the others,my mouth was so dry I could barely speak,he did'nt wait for me to answer he was already taking them off and then replacing them with another almost equally small pair,the difference now was he was getting a hardon himself. By the time he'd put on a third pair he had a full hardon,we both now knew what was going on.He undid my belt,I just let him do it,I did'nt stop him as he undid my trousers and pushed them down,I did'nt stop him when he put his hand inside my underpants and took hold of my erect cock and started to wank me,nor did I stop him when he pushed my undrepants down and waited for me to step out of them. I'd seen it on sex sites but this was real,he got on his knees in front of me put his open mouth around my cock and started to suck me,holding my balls as he did it.After a few minutes I had to stop him,I wanted things to last longer.I removed the remainder of my clothes and was thankfull that I had seen the gay sex sites,I knew what to do.