When my wife and I retired and purchased a house in a nice community the Home Owners Association did a extensive background check. The board members are a bunch retired military guys. We got approved, we moved in. While I was getting to know my neighbors I realized they all knew about me. They had all seen whatever details. As far as I can tell My six years in the Navy forty years ago seemed to be important. Just about everyone so far has served.
The club house has an awesome weight room and I sold my personal set before moving here. The community is awesome and very friendly. A lot of houses have pools and what they call party houses. Jim's has a pool table and bar and after dinner tonight I head over to his house two blocks away. For a few drinks and a game of pool. For a bunch of men in the sixties everyone works out like crazy. Fred was there he lives across the street from me with his wife Carol. Jim I met when we were touring the place and the day we got the keys.
Jon was married and raising a grandkid.
The four of us were have a great time. After three games of pool we end up around the bar talking. Two Navy vets and two Marines the stories start flying. They pretty much all admit to doing gay stuff in the military and seem to be waiting for me to confess something. I say I got a few favors from a few guys in the Navy. Then the subject changes to what we are getting currently. Jim is single his wife left ten years ago. Fred's wife and Jon's wife cut them off over ten years ago.
We get on the subject of the limitations of shower sex. I joke it is why I take one in the morning and one before bed. My wife gets so mad...How can you get dirty in a clean bed?
I blame it on the heat and sweat form my crotch. I have to say I noticed a change in all three of them after giving them that information. Then Fred said : Welcome to the neighborhood Jim said house rule what happens here stay here. Everyone agree. We all bump fist , and I ask...So, what the secret?
Jon learns over puts his arm tight around my neck. You are going to see something out of the corner of you eye just pretend it never happen. Okay.
I say okay.
My married neighbor Fred and Jon also married go to the far side of the pool table. Fred drops his pants sit on the edge of the pool table while Jon takes a knee. Jim gets his camera out zoom in on the back mirror give us the front view. My only description is They were both in their happy place.
I chose to turn away facing the other direction I down what was left of the scotch. Jim say's you okay bro?
I give him a look and ask... Do you do gay stuff?
Well since you asked. Hell yes there are several of us that do.
I say So, are you going to offer, or you going to make me ask? It's been five years.
Best retirement without any clue or plan. It was not really gay or straight due to so many levels of participation. Enough single / widow / divorced two give the married guys a place to go. They approved us because everyone in the Navy does a touch of gay stuff. Because after a couple of months you realize you function better as a person in close quarters when you are not as lonely?
This was my karma reward for playing along for not judging and being grateful. I will admit along with millions of us that know gay guys are better. They also get a lot more practice. Face it (poor choice of words) gay guys love it, they want to do it, they never quit until you are done . It took two years, and they put me on the board. I came out to a bunch of guys and tried everything gay for the first time twice. I passed out but someone has video of more somewhere. Gay by association.
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