Date: Tue, 11 Aug 2015 17:11:45 +0100
From: Mike . <mike14210@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: A New Start

A New Start

So here I am, a new town, a new job, a new start. Thirty-two years old and
behind me a broken marriage which should never have happened because now I
can admit it, I'm gay. I was finding the new start a challenge, mainly
because I was lonely. I was OK at work, I had some decent colleagues who
were friendly and welcoming, but they were all partnered or married, not
the type suitable for me to socialise with.

Then I noticed an advert in the local paper for a gay support group, not
something I would normally have gone for, except I was lonely. I phoned the
number and was answered by a guy calling himself Dave, I nearly rang off
not knowing what to say, but after Dave had asked me a couple of times how
he could help, I explained my situation. Dave was very sympathetic and
suggested that I may like to come along to a social group meeting at the
service's centre on Monday evenings.

After a miserable weekend on my own I decided to go along on the following
Monday. A few guys were already there and Alex, the organiser, welcomed me
and introduced me to the others and told me to grab a coffee.  A few more
guys drifted in and some of them introduced themselves.

Then there was a sudden buzz and someone's raised voice said "Hey, here's
Liam."

Looking round I saw this gorgeous gay, a few years younger than me but the
most noticeable thing about him was his curly ginger hair. I have to admit
to having a bit of a thing for ginger heads. A group of the other guys were
round him like bees round a honey-pot and he was obviously enjoying all the
attention. I didn't get the opportunity to get introduced to speak to him
as he constantly seemed to have a crowd around him. When I was near enough
to hear him talking I couldn't help noticing his lilting Irish accent,
which was another attraction along with a cheeky smile.

Eventually Alex, the organiser, suggested that we move to a pub a couple of
streets away and then came over to me and asked if I was going, telling me
it was a gay friendly pub where they usually ended up.

At the pub I chatted to the same people I had been talking to at the
centre. I decided to ask about Liam. "Fancy him do you? Well, you'll have
to join the queue, but let's introduce you." One guy replied. We broke
through the crowd around Liam and the guy who took be over introduced me as
Mike, here for the first time.

"Hi Mike," Liam said grabbing my hand. "Sorry I didn't get a chance to
speak earlier, It my first time for a few weeks and I had a few things to
catch up on."

"That's OK," I replied. "Perhaps I'll see you next week."

I finished my drink and then went onto non-alcoholic as I was driving, but
that was no fun when everyone else is drinking alcohol, so I decided to
leave thinking that next week I wouldn't drive.

I was part way down the street when someone shouted my name; I looked round
and saw Liam following me.

"Someone said you were driving, I don't expect you're going my way," Liam
asked.

As far as I was concerned, any way was my way if I could give Liam a lift.

"Sure, I'm parked just around the corner, it would be my pleasure." I
assured him.

Liam lived at the opposite end of town to me but that didn't matter and we
chatted in between him giving me directions. I told him that I was new to
the town and about my new job and eventually how I had rang the support
group's help line as I was lonely.

We arrived at Liam's street and he pointed to a terraced house saying his
was the top floor flat. I parked outside and left the engine running
expecting Liam to get out, but he continued to talk, telling me more about
himself. I learnt he was a nurse at a local hospital and worked shifts,
which explained why he hadn't been at the group for a few weeks.

I couldn't resist saying "I bet you get fed up of guys asking you for a bed
bath."

Liam laughed "Yes, I do, but I'm better at a tongue bath."

Had he really said that? Was he actually flirting with me? Any doubts I had
vanished when he placed his hand on my thigh and gave it a light squeeze.

"I really like you y'know, Mike. You're not pushy like most of the guys and
you're a bit older than me which I go for. Why don't you come in and let's
get to know each other better." He invited.

Was this really happening? From just watching this gorgeous guy from a
distance, I was now being invited into his flat. We went upstairs and Liam
told me to make myself comfortable. I sank into a black soft leather sofa
and he joined me, putting an arm around my shoulder.

It was a warm night and we were both wearing just a t-shirt and jeans, he
moved his arm and slipped it under my t-shirt, rubbing my back and then
moving to my front where he teased my nipples. This was having the obvious
reaction and I was getting hard, very hard, the bulge in my jeans didn't
escape Liam's attention.

"Looks like you're enjoying this," He observed. "Let's get this shirt off."

I lifted my arms and he pulled my t-shirt over my head.

"Now let's get yours off as well," I said, pulling his shirt off.

Our warm bodies came together. For me it was electrifying. I caught his man
scent which only added to my excitement. Liam pulled my head towards his
and our lips met, gently kissing at first then, as the excitement overtook
us, exploring each other's mouth with our tongues. I became aware that
Liam's hand was undoing the top of my jeans and then sliding down the back
and into my crack. I followed suit and quickly had a finger in his crack.

Suddenly Liam lifted his hips and started to slide his jeans off showing a
magnificent bulge in his boxers. I couldn't resist, I pulled the elastic
waistband down to reveal his beautiful cock. I lowered my head and took his
cock in my mouth savouring the taste and scent. I became aware that he was
now pulling down his boxers to reveal his balls. I released his cock,
licked his balls and took one in my mouth to tease it more with my tongue.

Liam was in ecstasy. I went back to sucking his cock. Suddenly his body
stiffened and with a moan came in my mouth, his cum was wonderful and
sweet. Our lips came together again and our tongues shared the taste.

I was still hard within the confines of my jeans. Liam released himself
from my hold and expertly pulled down my jeans and briefs in one swift
movement. He then started to work my cock, gently and first, but then
milking it hard until my cum erupted over his hand and chest. Liam put his
hand to his mouth to taste and I pulled him towards me and licked my cum
from his chest giving me a chance to tongue his nipples which drove him
wild.

We kissed again, then cleaned ourselves up.

"That was wonderful, I didn't realise you were such an expert," Liam
remarked.

"I'm not," I replied. "It's you driving me wild."

"Can I ask you something?" Liam enquired. "I usually meet up with a few of
the lads from earlier in the week. Will you come with me? If we arrive
together it will give them a bit of a shock. What do you think?

"Sounds great," I replied. "So I take it we are together then?

"You bet," said Liam with a cheeky grin. "I'm not letting you slip away."

We kissed again and I left after making arrangements to pick Liam up on
Wednesday evening to meet some of the guys from the group. I couldn't help
wondering what their reactions would be.

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