"Fuck I'm fed up", Dan plonked himself down next to me and started rummaging in his lunch bag, "we don't stand a chance us older guys, I'm even thinking of divorcing my right hand."
I laughed "I know what you mean."
Dan was carrying on a conversation we'd started earlier, both in our late 50s, both divorced for more than 10 years, the constant single life was getting to us. Any women we met were married, gold diggers (it's not even like either of us had any money), desperate drunks who'd sleep with anyone or trying to hook a man and drag him to the altar ASAP. If you're not rich, the young pretty things just ignore us, it's like we're invisible.
"I'm not going back to a prostitute" Dan munched on his sandwich, "not after last time. If I hadn't caught her, she'd have had my wallet in her bag as soon as look."
Neither of us had any success with paying for sex, it just felt weird and the girls that looked clean and decent were too expensive for us.
"Some of them fuck toys are OK, but it's not like a warm wet hole or a good blow job - shit I'd kill for a decent blow job." Dan exclaimed.
The door to the lunch room opened and Davy came in carrying a burger box, "Hello lads", Davy sat down opposite and opened his can of Coke.
Dan polished an apple on his shirt and leant on the table.
"Davy."
"Yeah what?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
Dan hesitated and coughed, "it's erm, kind of personal."
"That's OK, if I don't want to answer I'll just tell you to fuck off." Davy chuckled.
"Well you see, we've been talking about how guys our age just don't stand a chance with women."
"Yeeess..." Davy said cautiously.
"Well, you're gay right?"
"Yup."
"Is it the same for gay guys, when you get older no-one's interested?"
Davy took a swig of his Coke, "it can be, it kind of depends what you're looking for, I don't guess it's that much different, all the good ones are taken, but there's a lot more open relationships I'd say."
"So people can fuck around and their other half doesn't mind?" Dan crunched on his apple.
"Yeah, some only do it together, sometimes it's more 'what the eye doesn't see the heart doesn't grieve over', everybody makes their own rules."
"So you got a partner?"
I looked at Dan, wondering if he was getting too personal here, but Davy didn't seem bothered.
"Nah, tried that a few times, it's not for me, I just have a few names in my little book that pop round every once-in-a-while."
"A few!" Dan looked gobsmacked."A few!? How do you manage that for fuck sake?"
Davy laughed "I don't look at sex as anything more than what it is, guys just want to get their load off when they're horny, they don't want to have to take someone out to dinner and buy them flowers, they just want to get their leg over."
"That's true", Dan nodded "I never knew there were so many gay blokes round here."
Davy shrugged "oh I don't think any of them would say they were gay."
"How do you mean?" Dan looked puzzled.
"Well, if a guy just wants a blow job or a fuck, no messing about, no 'will you call me tomorrow?', I don't give a toss if they respect me in the morning or not. They get off and can zip up and go or hang around for a bit of a chat, whatever."
"So these are straight guys?" I looked at Dan and he looked at me, both of us not really understanding.
"Well a warm wet hole is a warm wet hole, guys don't think twice about doing a woman up the arse and let's face it, the design is pretty much the same for everyone" Davy didn't look the least bit bothered about his sex life being laid wide open.
"I guess..." Dan was looking like he'd just had an information overload "so they're all older guys yeah?"
"About my age" Davy said, "maybe five years either way."
"So you're alright for sex then!" I tried to lighten the conversation a bit.
"Oh yeah, some guys move away or whatever, but there always seems to be another one come along. A lot of the guys ask if they can bring a friend along, sometimes cousins or visitors or something."
"Cousins!?" Dan looked shocked.
"Well it's not like they're having sex with each other is it? They can go and have a beer or a smoke and a chat if they don't want to watch each other, but mostly they don't bother."
"How many guys are there then?" We were both fascinated by this point, other people seemed to have it much better than us.
Davy smiled "oh sometimes just the one, sometimes three, four, five. Party nights ten or fifteen."
"You're joking!"
"No, not at all, it takes the pressure off you see. A guy can have a fuck for a bit, have a rest and a chat, then come back when he's ready for another go. Some only want oral, some are real fuckers, so two at a time is easy."
"I can't believe we're having this conversation" Dan started laughing, "You lucky bugger you, you're just an easy lay aren't you?"
"Fuck yeah" Davy winked.
Dan seemed to come to a decision, "so how do you get an invite then?"
I stared at him.
"Well it's got to be worth a try hasn't it?" he said defensively, "try everything once, twice if you like it and all that shit."
"I dunno..." I was so taken aback I didn't know what to say.
"How about it Davy?"
"Sure, as long as you're clean, I hate cheesy dicks."
I was frozen, no idea what was happening around me.
Davy moved from his chair "come on then Dan, let's get little Dan out to play."
"In here? You sure? Dan had his hand on his crotch.
"If you haven't had a blow job for years, you aren't going to last long I promise" Davy knelt down in front of Dan.
"Oh fuck it" Dan unzipped his fly and Davy put his hand inside.
"Already hard eh? Davy pulled Dan's cock out and scooped his balls out of his underwear.
"Aw shit" Dan moaned as Davy moved his foreskin back and forth a couple of times.
Davy pushed Dan's knees apart and leant forward taking the rock hard cock into his mouth.
I was still frozen in place, my mate of twenty years was getting a blow job right next to me.
Dan's eyes were closed and he was gently moving his hips in time with the eager mouth working his dick from top to bottom. Davy pushed forward and took all of Dan's cock right down his throat. Dan tried to avoid moaning too loud as Davy let his cock stand upright and sucked and licked his balls. The head of Dan's dick was wet and shining from Davy's mouth and Davy reached up and stroked the shaft as he worked on the heavy bollocks.
Dan's breathing was getting heavy and Davy turned his attention back to the cocksucking, his tongue was washing round the head and then he took it right down to the base again.
"I'm gonna cum" Dan gasped, Davy kept up the rhythm and Dan was obviously about to shoot his load.
I found myself wondering if Davy would swallow or spit.
The answer came almost immediately as Dan grasped Davy's head and pushed his cock as far in as he could get it, Davy just kept going and then Dan was shuddering as he came, almost silently.
The load was obviously swallowed as Davy came up for air and licked the last drops of cum off the head of Dan's cock.
"Fuckin' hell" Dan took some deep breaths, "I'd forgotten how good a blow job is, that was fuckin' spectacular!"
Davy chuckled as he stood up and brushed his trousers down, a solid boner showed clearly at the front.
It was then I realised than my own cock was the hardest it had been since I don't remember.
Dan put his dick away and zipped up.
"You won't tell anyone right?" Dan looked at Davy.
"My lips are sealed" Davy assured him.
Dan turned to me "what about you, you should try this I'm telling you."
I thought about my almost painful boner and was just about to say "OK" when the door opened and Bill from the maintenance department came in.
"Hello boys!" Bill beamed in his usual cheerful manner "we all good?"
"Sure" Davy said "I'm just on my way back to work "enjoy your lunch".
"Us too" Dan slapped Bill on the shoulder "sorry mate you're on your own."
"Story of my life!" Bill smiled.
I gathered up my jacket and held it in front of me like a schoolboy with an unexpected boner trying to not give a clue as to what had just gone down - literally.
As we walked down the corridor, Dan said "you missed out there, you'd best catch up with Davy as soon as you can, you look like you're gonna pass out from lack of blood to your brain as it's all in your dick,"
"Fuck off" I said as I tried to adjust my stiff cock in my underwear.
"Well I'm sure gonna try and get that again" said Dan "I wonder what it's like to fuck him."
We set off back to work, both of our heads whirling with the memory of what had just happened.
I spent the whole afternoon with a hard-on and when I got home that evening, I hadn't even taken my shoes off before I was wanking off and shooting my cum over the hall floor.
It seemed that Dan and me had missed out on a lot and I was determined I was going to try it out for myself.
I'd see Davy at work and ask...
