The Shelter Of The Oaks

I met a dentist who answered my offer of oral sex. The only place around where he felt comfortable and safe was off a trail in a nature park near his home and the coffee shop where we met. He had a beautiful cock and his orgasm was deep and strong. On the way back he told me that his wife had been bedridden for over a year, and they hadn’t had sex for even longer. During our almost weekly half hour walks to a secret spot shielded by oaks, he said that he felt that seeing other women for the affection he craved would be a betrayal; and he also feared he would fall in love and betray her trust when she needed him most. He did not fall in love with a man, but with me and others (I moved away at pandemic time) he deepened his bond with other men, a craving he hadn’t recognized before. The depression he had felt over his wife’s illness and care lifted, and he was able to bring his full self, happily, to give her love and care. As covid dragged on, he instigated a small group of other men for walks together in the clean air of the park, and in the comradery and comfort of their walks, he felt bold enough to share his experience, and was able to expand his to a few others who would meet him for walks on other days, and seek the shelter of the oaks. – Jack M