I'm Peter 70 year old single bi male and I think a little on the submissive side.
My neighbor George's wife of thirty years was dying of brain cancer after 15 yrs of suffering with numerous tumors. She had been placed in a Hospice for the past 6 weeks.
He would come home every few days stay for the night and leave the following morning.
I decided to make him a nice homemade soup with some crackers to help as he had been eating takeout for the past month or so.
I went over and knocked on the door, it took a few minutes before he answered, the door opened, and he stepped back. He was in his PJ bottoms ( thin linen ) and bare chest and half shaved. He apologized and moved back when he saw I had a container in my hands. As he moved back, I could see that he was well hug, his cock moving against the silky PJ material. I think he notice me looking down at his package as we talked. I hoped he would enjoy the soup and let me know if I could help in any way.
He thanked me and said he would, but it was nice to have a homemade meal for a change.
As he moved to the fridge i could see he was semi hard and had a slight bulge, he saw me looking in that direction and smiled.
A bout 2 weeks later there was a sale on pork ribs so i decided to be the good neighbor again, I had noticed he often arrived around supper time so prepared them with that in mind.
He opened the door and again was half naked and half shaved with those sex PJs on. He apologized saying he was about to take shower before going out for a bite, but when he saw the baking dish and pulled back the foil, his face lit up.
he caught me looking at his crotch again and am sure he moved his hips on purpose and his cock appeared to be semi erect again.
About a month later he was in his driveway sweeping , so I went over to find out how his wife was, he informed me of her passing 2 days prior.
I move and gave him a hug expressing my sorrow for his loss. He held me tight he and I could feel his cock growing as he tried to hold back his tears.
He invited me in and filled me in on what had transpired over the past 3 months. He bent his head down and began to sob, I reach over and held him caressing his back and telling him all would be fine, and she was no longer suffering. I looked down and noticed he was fully erect, I let my hand slip down to his thigh, caressing it gently. He looked up and asked if I would like to come over the following evening so he could repay my kindness. I thanked him and told him I would be over around 7ish.
I spent the day getting ready, shower and shaved and decide that as being a submissive and that he seemed to enjoy my caresses the previous day I might be instore for a fun evening and gave myself an enema just in case.
I dressed in a shirt and loose slacks with no underwear and brought a bottle of wine. He opened the door stepping back to let me in and that's when I saw that he was wearing a T shirt and those loose PJ bottoms and supporting a semi hard bulge. He accepted the bottle of wine and told me to have a seat in the living room while he pour us some wine.
We sat drinking our wine and chatting about what had transpired in both our lives over the past few years, his wife passing. my divorce and our non-existing sex lives.
He put his hand on my thigh and gently stoked it, he explained that he had always been a take charge type of lover and that his wife had been very submissive...I took in a deep breath, my 5.5 in cock throbbing, and that he had noticed my looking at his crotch the past few visits and if I was gay. I bent my head down and admitted I was not gay but a submissive Bi.
His hand moved up to my cock and he stocked thru my slacks. I moaned and he told me to stand up and strip.
I quickly did as told and slowly removed my shirt and slacks, my cock fully erect pre dripping from the tip. He told me to come closer and reach out and slapped my cock telling me that I was not allowed to have erections and that my cock (5.5 in ) was too small to be of any use.
I was taken aback by this and lower my head in shame, he stood and put his hands on my shoulders forcing me onto my knees ordering me to remove his PJs. I reach up undoing the string tie and slowly sliding them down over his fully erect 7.5 in cock. I looked up at this most beautiful cock, uncut the tip emerging leaking pre.
I reach up and attempted to touch it. he slapped my hand and told me only my lips and tongue were allowed to caress it for now. I nodded. but he said I can't hear you. I replied yes Paul. He said Paul what. I hesitated and then it came to me, yes MASTER Paul.
He smiled and said you learn quick. now you may kiss my cock and show me how you can please me with your lips and tongue.
I moved closer as he sat on the sofa. his legs spread wide. his gorgeous cock throbbing. As lowered my mouth he took hold of my head and held it so that only my lips and tongue could caress the tip.
He moaned as I kissed, my tongue slipping under the foreskin. Pre was leaking more now..ooh so sweet..
He pushed me back telling me that it was time to move to a more comfortable place.
He told me to get up and we would move to the basement guest room.
As we entered, I noticed the lights were pointing towards the bed and the were some video cameras setup around it ( he explained it was from his wife's play days).
He went to a desk and withdrew a weird looking device, instructing me to sit on bed and spread my legs.
He slapped my cock deflating it and placed it into what I realized was a cock cage.
He now moved onto the bed and laying on his back, he reaches up grabbing straps hanging from the ceiling and pacing his feet in them thus having his legs spread and his ass and pucker hole fully exposed, balls hanging down, cock hard and throbbing, pre leaking down to his pucker hole.
He instructs me to please him, rim his ass, suck his balls and gently stroke his cock. I thought I was in heaven, he so exposed and all mine to enjoy.
I began caressing his thick thighs, kissing the inside of his thighs' moving to his exposed pucker, my tongue sliding up and down from the base of his cock to his sweet hole, the tip of my tongue pressing his lips apart,
his moans of pleasure getting louder as I quickened my pace, tongue pressing deep into his hole, he cries out telling me to suck his swollen cock.
I move up taking his cock in my hand (ooh so soft and slick with sweet pre ) pulling the foreskin back revealing his lovely shaped head, pre seemingly pour out as my lips slowly moving over it, down, down until it hits my throat. He has me remove the straps, his legs now on either side of my head. he reaches down and pushes his cock deep into my throat. I gag and lift up gulping for air as he pushes me down again screaming out as he fills my throat with his thick creamy cum, spurt after spurt almost choking, he falls back releasing my head as i gasp for breath. His cock still spewing thick streams of cum. I lean down as lick up as much as I can of that creamy Sweet juice.
I fall back and he leans over an tells me his sorry but has been years since he has been pleased in this manner.
I explain it has been the same for me, but never as a submissive and that it was so much more exciting being forced to submit to his needs and desires.
We return to the living room and enjoy a glass of wine and reheated pizza.
He ask if I am willing to be his cum slut and play again as that he is now single he will require my services, and to explore our sexual needs.
I reply "YES MASTER" and kneel taking his soft cock into my mouth, within minutes he is hard again as I suck and lick it. He moans and within a few more strokes he fills my mouth with a second load of his thick sweet cum.
He reaches down and caresses my cheek thanking me for fulfilling his needs. He has me stand and removes the cock cage and tells me that I can go now and that he will be intouch soon.