The Fishing Group

The Fishing Group

By: AWC

When Gene Weise recently got alone, he sat for hours out on the swing in the gazebo of his back patio, thinking what else the mother fucking girls want from a man. He had given his girlfriend a fucking with positively 8” long, thicker like a horse, healthy, strong cock in her pussy, cared for her, loved her, honored her but then one day she suddenly decided that she needed to be somewhere else and was gone leaving him to do all the thinking. The house was large and he had got it for a very good price and did not want to dispose it off and also move to some place with fewer memories. A nice cul-de-sac in front of his house was a big plus. He had only rarely seen and said hello to his relatively old neighbor. He did not even know Jay’s last name. Only once, while working in the backyard, he had made a small conversation with Jay to find out that Jay was divorced.

It was a Saturday late evening, about 2 weeks after his girlfriend had vanished from the scene and he was sitting on a patio bench when Jay came over. He had just finished the lawn mowing. He had a tall glass in his hand which he handed to Gene if he did not mind the Chilled Gin and Tonic. Gene thanked him cheerfully as Jay pulled the chair close to him. As they talked, Gene figured that Jay was almost 33 years old, a very nice mannered man and looked happy with his life. Jay was wearing a short shorts and a t-shirt.

“Hey, I have not seen your wife for the last couple of weeks and Gene had to tell him that he was not married and she was only his girlfriend. He told Jay that she decided to be somewhere else due to her career and he could not make that move and she just left him alone forever almost 2 weeks ago.

“Oh shit, that must be a tough break up”? Jay asked.

“No, not really; because physically everything in the house was mine, so the split up was not as bad”. Gene was hurt inside.

“Don’t you get horny”? Jay asked bluntly and it sounded impish and playful too.

“Well, that is natural”. Gene did not want to spill out much.

“That’s true, but how you handle that”? Jay almost insisted as he sipped out of his glass.

“You better tell me. You have been divorced and alone for much longer”. Gene returned the question to Jay.

“I do not know, why I believe, you are a nice flexible and tolerant guy and you won’t be shocked if I told you that I am into having my sexual needs taken care by the other men and I am surely living very happy life”. Jay said mouthful.

Gene looked back at him as they smiled. Gene suddenly reminded himself that he had seen men coming to Jay’s house at odd hours and particularly a group of them on every Sunday around noon time or little after coming back from churches. His cock had stiffened thinking that Jay was having sex with men. He smiled faintly, remembering that he had sex with his roommate in the college dorm and also with some other boys but since he started getting women, he had been away from all that.

Seeing Gene intrigued, Jay got curious and asked what he was thinking about?