Chapter 1

I was thrilled when my son called to tell me he’d just bought a house for himself and his family. Even more when he told me he’d had an ADU, or an Auxiliary Dwelling Unit installed in the backyard. Yeah, they used to be called Mother-In-Law suites, but things have come a long way since the eighties.

My wife had died about two years ago. At first, I couldn’t bear to pack up any of her things. Then when I figured I was ready, I couldn’t get myself to choose what to keep and what to get rid of. Eventually, everything just stayed where it was. Call it depression, or laziness, I couldn’t empty the apartment.

So, when my son Rob told me the news and offered to move me into the backyard unit, I immediately became defensive of all my wife’s belongings. Rob squashed those arguments when he told me about the house and the backyard unit.

“I knew you’d want to keep Mom’s thing,” he said in a compassionate voice. “So I had ample storage built onto the garage,” he gestured around my place. “It’ll all fit, and the storage is climate controlled so nothing will melt or rot,” That took a huge weight off of me.

“What about this Mother-In-Law Suite?” I asked. Rob smiled and patted my shoulder.

“It’s just called an ADU now, Dad,” a chuckle escaped his throat as he continued. “You’ll love it. It has an open floor-plan Great Room,” Then he pointed at my TV. “I had them install a one-hundred-inch LED TV on the wall for you,” He grinned and winked.

“There’s a full kitchen at the other end with brand new appliances,” He gushed on for a few more minutes talking about the bedroom and bathroom with the walk-in tub with Jacuzzi jets. Then he mentioned the small, enclosed back patio.

“It’s enclosed for year-round use, and up against the back fence so no one can look in,” Even though we were alone, he whispered to me conspiratorially. “It’s even got a hot tub you can use whenever you want,” It all sounded like a perfect retirement place.

Of course, there wasn’t much to worry about. Rob was a Highway Patrolman. Training Officer even. His wife Barbara was a Real Estate Investor, and their son, Patrick was headed into his senior year in High School. The main house would be empty nearly all the time. Still too big for me, so the ADU was perfect and secluded.

Here’s where I confess. My wife and I hadn’t had a sex life for several years before the accident that took her life. I also hadn’t had the desire to be with another woman since she died. What I did have, which shocked me and made me reflect, was a desire for male companionship.

Ok, full disclosure. When we stopped being intimate, I developed a kind of porn addiction. I’d slip out of bed and go down the hall to my office, lock the door, and masturbate to porn online. Imagining myself fucking some of these hot young women in the videos.

I’m only sixty-four and I still have desires. I was no porn star with a comically large penis that hung to the floor. But I was decently endowed. If you must know, Grandpa’s packing a solid seven inches. My hand had been enough for a while now. Until about two or three months ago.

I was watching a video about a guy who sneaked into his neighbor’s place to fuck his wife while he was out. What I didn’t expect was the appearance of the husband while the other two were fully engaged. Her legs were up over her shoulders and he was slamming her pretty hard, and she was very vocal.

I couldn’t imagine what was about to happen. Fine, I was a sheltered hetero guy til then. Well, hubby stripped and crept up behind them, and shoved his cock into the other man’s ass. When the other man moaned and looked back telling the hubby to “Fill my Ass with your cock!” I busted a nut.

I came immediately and I came hard. I shut everything down then cleaned up and went to bed. I contemplated what had happened for the next day or so, then decided to jump into the deep end. I searched out Gay porn sites and began watching the videos.

Man oh man. As I kept watching these videos of all kinds of men with all manner of cock having rough sex or intimate sex, I just got hornier and hornier. My need to try this became frustration every time I thought of how much of a pain it would be to find a partner.

Week after week, I’d log into gay dating sites and public forums and no one was taking me seriously, or just wasn’t into older men. I was nearing the point of trying out one of those anonymous gay hook-up apps to see if someone would meet me. That was when Rob dropped this news on me.

After Rob and his son Patrick finished moving me in and helping me get settled, I had to admit the new place was quite comfortable. Before I knew it, a week had passed and I was falling into a rhythm. The Family would stop by each day on their way to work and school and wish me a good day.

I’d have a late breakfast then head out to run errands and stop at a local coffee shop for a cup and chat with the people there. Then home to tidy up plan my evening meal and watch some TV. I’d end up napping in the new overstuffed recliner Rob had added to the viewing area.

One evening after dinner, I settled into my desk chair and brought up one of my favorite Gay porn sites and found a nice long video of a young man who was fucking an older man in a massage parlor. It was turning me on something fierce and I was pumping and squeezing my cock, edging myself.

I didn’t even hear the door but suddenly my son was behind me, and he didn’t sound happy. “Dad ... what the fuck are you doing?” he yelled. I could hear something was wrong, his voice broke, and he began stammering. “I can’t believe what I’m seeing!” he said in a trembling voice.

I turned to look at him, my cock still in my hand. There were tears in his eyes and a look of shock on his face. I could tell he was trying hard to process the unexpected scene before him. “You’ve always been so traditional and straight-laced, what’s going on?”

I turned to look at him and released my member. I just sat back in my chair and said, “After your mother died, I couldn’t bring myself to be with other women. Eventually, I became frustrated,” I cracked my neck and looked away briefly. “We hadn’t had sex for years before the accident.”

Rob’s face twisted at the mention of his mother I couldn’t read the expression anymore. “I felt like a failure,” I cleared my throat. “A failure as her lover, a failure as her husband,” I was beginning to choke up as well. “I just began taking care of myself,” I confirmed. “After she passed, I couldn’t stop.”

I pointed to my screen and continued. “When I came across this,” I waved my hand back and forth. “ It made me feel something again,” I sighed. “I felt excited by the newness. It didn’t feel wrong,” I leaned toward him and looked him in the eyes. “It didn’t feel bad, not the way they used to talk about it when I was younger.”

I shrugged and finished with, “Eventually I found that I wanted to try it,” Then said it out loud for the first time. “I wanted to try having sex with a man,” Rob’s eyes widened. I could see the revulsion and disgust rising in his voice and expression.

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing. My dad, who’s always been so traditional and conservative, is telling me he wants to have sex with men now?” It felt like he was accusing me at first. There was a man with a Badge and Gun facing me down and judging me. I had to shake my head. This was my Son.

“Dad, you’re sixty-four years old, and you’re suddenly interested in something like this?” he tried to punctuate his words but just choked. “What about all the things we’ve talked about? What about the values we were raised with?”

I felt very vulnerable right then and hoped he could see it. I was very conflicted and had to choose my words carefully. Rob was starting to sound like a small boy. The confused boy who needed to learn about the world when he was ten. “Take a breath, Rob,” I said softly. Things aren’t as black-and-white as you think they are. Certainly not as the World used to think they were.”

The look of betrayal and disappointment was slowly fading from his face, so I went on. “The world has changed son,” I went on. “You know that as well as I the truth in that,” I gestured to him, his uniform and gun belt. “You see people every day in unthinkable ways. If someone feels pleasure from the touch of another how bad can it be? Even if it is someone of the same gender?”

Rob sighed deeply and his shoulders sagged. He looked at me searchingly. I squared my shoulders and stood defiantly, ready to defend my position more aggressively if need be. To my surprise, he just smiled. “Alright Dad,” he said. “Let’s do this.”

I stood up out of my chair, still stark naked and my cock still at attention. “Are you saying that you are going to help me with this?” I asked. Not only was it a shock, but it was yet another taboo I had seen on the porn sites. If you haven’t seen it, Dad and Son is a common tag.

Rob nodded, and as he did, he caught sight of my erection and visibly shivered. This was testing his resolve and his moral compass as well. My heart was pounding and I hoped I could get my mind wrapped around everything that was happening, or going to happen.

I hoped he felt that same spark I did when I thought about having intimate contact with my son. I stepped towards him, our eyes met and for the first time in decades, I saw fear on Rob’s face. “Dad,” Rob began. His voice cracking a bit. “Whatever this is, I just want to help you,” I just smiled.

“I want to be clear Dad,” His voice was a bit more assertive now. “I’m not doing this because I need to, or because I’m curious,” we were close enough now that I could smell the coffee he’d had recently. “It’s because I want to help you find what you need,” He placed a hand on my shoulder. “What will make you feel whole again.”

I nod and silently reach out and undo Rob’s gun belt, then the trouser belt under it. I unzip his trousers and let the whole thing fall to the floor. I could see the bulge forming in his boxers. I smile at him and am rewarded with a blush. “Don’t let my calm fool you son,” I whisper. “I’m terrified inside.”

Rob begins unbuttoning his Uniform shirt and I drop to my knees. I yank his boxers down and am treated to a view of his magnificent cock. I can’t believe I had a hand in giving him this beautiful symbol of manhood that was staring me in the face.

I reach out and wrap my fingers around it, gently. Instantly it became erect. I felt it throb and a jolt of electricity ran up my arm. I heard Rob gasp, then I heard him sigh as his cock achieved its full nine-inch length and was about two or more inches thick. I’d had him circumcised, so the head was a glorious mushroomed cap.

I opened my mouth and put my head in and closed my lips. It tasted metallic and salty. Rob shook and stepped toward me, almost forcing more of himself into my mouth. “Oh, My God!” he exclaimed. His cock pulsed again in my grip. I swear it was getting even harder. I close my eyes and let him slip in further.

I feel that I have taken about half his length before I begin to gag, so I pull back and then try again. I hear Rob’s panting growing loud and more distressed. His shaft pulses in my mouth and I’m pretty sure I know what’s about to happen. This is crazy, but I’ve wanted this. Maybe not from Rob, but I’ve wanted to suck cock for a while now.