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Mr. Harrington was our new next-door neighbor whose longtime lover had recently passed away. It was rumored that Mr. Harrington was into real gay porn when he was younger. In addition to rocking a perfect middle age body, he had a collection of exotic cars to die for. Mr. Harrington and his lover had previously lived in what most would call a mansion in the most desirable area of Atlanta. With his lover now gone, Mr. Harrington chose to “downsize” to a smaller home on the lake where he could enjoy peace, quiet and his impressive car collection. My wife and I were the first to welcome him into our lakefront neighborhood.
Knowing he was very lonely, my wife would accept his invitation to go out for coffee or mid-day drinks together. Mr. Harrington just needed somebody to talk to and share his pain of being single again. Often my wife would come back in tears herself as we both discussed how we never wanted to be alone once we got up in age. I would listen in agreement as my wife told me (almost on a daily basis) about the pain and loneliness that Mr. Harrington was experiencing. Often she would say, “Isn’t there anything, anything we can do for him?”
I had experimented with the real gay porn lifestyle while in college as I was trying to find myself. Honestly, I always preferred gay sex but, ended up getting my wife pregnant at an early age during a stupid game of Truth or Dare? In my family, one does the “right thing” which forced me to marry her. The thought of having a gay affair crossed my mind on a regular basis while I would watch gay porn and as I surfed my favorite gay porn websites. Truth be told, the thought had crossed my mind about “helping” Mr. Harrington out while in his garage bare-chested, tuning up one of his prized possessions.
Finally, after one night of imbibing in way too many Manhattan’s with Mr. Harrington my wife slurred something along the lines of, “Isn’t there anything you could do for him?” “Well, I guess I can help him with all the oil changes he’s wanting to do next weekend on his cars.” “Perfect,” she exclaimed. Just think of it as if you were helping an older man in need out with anything else. “Fuck, Yeah,” was all I could think as my mind started racing to my days of watching gay porn. Deep down, I really wondered if Mr. Harrington had ever worked in real gay porn?
The weekend approached and my wife told me Mr. Harrington would start changing the oil in cars starting at 9:00 am Saturday morning. She even sweetened the deal telling me that we were going to take a few of the cars out for a test drive to ensure that the motors maintained proper lubrication. I almost choked when she said, “lubrication!” I had always engaged in bareback sex in college and had only worn an condom a time or two. Sure wished I had worn on the night we all got drunk and played “Truth or Dare?!
Saturday morning approached and my wife made me a nice breakfast in plenty of time to arrive at Mr. Harrington’s on-site garage. “Mr. Harrington” I called. “Yes sir, I’m in here” he replied. I entered the massive garage and couldn’t believe what was before my eyes. Mr. Harrington’s car collection was something like you see on a celebrity show. He was so fucking in shape for his age and was wearing only a pair of loose fitting shorts and some type of European loafers. The man still had an awesome sense of style!
Mr. Harrington greeted me with a firm handshake and thanked me in advance for my assistance. I had always enjoyed tinkering with cars when I was younger. Now, visions of getting dirty in the garage and tinkering with Mr. Harrington were dancing in my gearhead. So, do wanna be on top or bottom?” he asked. Once again, my real gay porn mind was racing faster than when I fast forward my favorite gay porno movie to the best gay porn scene.
Knowing he was already in his fifties, I figured I was the more limber of the two and offered to get underneath the are on the floor dolly. I asked Mr. Harrington why he didn’t take the cars to a professional and he told me he considered all of the cars his kids and didn’t want anyone else to lay a hand on them. Made sense considering some of these cars would fetch over a million dollars at Barrett-Jackson or Mecum Auctions.
Mr. Harrington asked me where I would like to begin. He had everything from early motorsports vintage to newer speculative foreign exotics. I was still in awe of the garage he had on his property. Being a muscle car freak, I headed straight for the 1963 Corvette Split Window Coupe. She was a beauty that screamed power and torque and I couldn’t wait to slide underneath this powerhouse.
I placed the floor dolly in position and Mr. Harrington gave me a filter wrench, oil plug wrench, and oil pan to drain all the used oil in. I thought things couldn’t get any better when I slid the dolly around and noticed Mr. Harrington was now leaning on the car watching me. I couldn’t help but notice that this supposed real gay porn star’s cock was now sticking out of the bottom of his shirts. Holy fuck, look at the size of that thing! I mean, I have seen some nice cocks, especially while participating in my favorite sport; male masturbation!
Right then and there I made it a point to check Mr. Harrington’s dipstick up close and personal with my lips! pretended to drop one of the wrenches and when Mr. Harrington reached down to hand me another one, I went straight for his massive cock. “What are you doing, son?” he asked. “What does it feel like I’m doing Mr. Harrington? I trying to stroke your amazing cock. By the way, is it true?” “Is what true,” Mr. Harrington inquired. “That you were really a gay porn star back in the day?”
Mr. Harrington cleared his throat and admitted that he had a several year career shooting gay porno back in the ninety’s. I could almost hear him whimper as he told me that is he met Curtis who recently passed away unexpectedly. I told him I like to watch gay porn and had been wanting some cock since I got married. I then decided to console this sweet, well-hung man by tugging his shorts down and sucking his enormous cock to orgasm once I slid from underneath the Corvette.
I had known by researching vintage real gay porn videos that John Holmes swung both ways and was in truth gay. In fact, I still find jerking off to his legendary cock a thing of beauty. Now, I was staring at the next best thing. Damn, Mr. Harrington had a HUGE cock! I tugged down his shorts and took both hands to inspect this amazing piece of man meat. As I looked up, I still couldn’t believe just how good of shape Mr. Harrington was in. This man knows how to take care of himself.
I then took my tongue and followed the man veins on his cock while tickling his balls. Mr. Harrington moaned in approval as I then took the head into my mouth and began to tug and suck in perfect motion. It did not take long before I could tell that Mr. Harrington was getting weak in the knees from the sexual activity. I knew we still had work to do and upped my game like I was back in college sucking young cock like a wildman. I sped up the stroking pace while tonguing his dick slit which was dripping some serious pre-cum now. Mr. Harrington then arched his back as his hardcore gay porn cock spewed an impressive amount of cum through the air, into my mouth, and onto my willing face. What a gay facial!
Mr. Harrington looked down at my glazed face and simply offered a “thank you!” He told me we would talk about his career someday but not to make a big deal of it, especially since his hardcore gay porn lover had long passed away. I told him no worries and that I was close by if he ever needed anything at all. He smiled as he was pulling up his shorts and said, “Well, I’ve been meaning to change the oil in all my cars!” Please bookmark our real gay porn blog and stay tuned as the story continues. . .
