So I know this guy who is like in his 50s and he lives quite near us with his wife and I know he likes me. He always says hi and we smile at each other in the street. He meets me one day and he says I look kinda sad and I say I'm in trouble because I broke my mom's radio and I don't have the money to replace it before she gets back from vacation. He says maybe he can fix that and tells me to come to his house and I go. His wife is out. He looks on the internet for the radio and I show him the one. It's $45. He puts $50 on the computer table. Naturally, I ask him what I have to do for that. Not too much he says. You won't get hurt. Mainly you watch. Although I know it means sex, I kinda trust him because I know him so well and I need the money real bad so I go along. I expect him to take me up to a bedroom but we stay there in his den where there's a sofa. He sits me down and kneels and takes off my sneakers and socks and starts to fondle my bare feet and toes. You're feet are real pretty he says. I just love toes and your's are so sexy. His caresses tickle a bit but I'm so wondering what comes next that I hardly notice. He takes my right foot in both hands and nuzzles it with his face and mouth and I'm thinking this is weird when he takes it and presses it against his crotch. I can feel that he's got a terrific hard-on in his trousers. He grins at the expression on my face and jumps up to take off his clothes and then he's completely nude. His cock looks huge. Its bigger than any cock I've ever seen, not that I've seen lots at my age, and I'm asking myself if I can manage to get it in me. But when I ask him if he needs me to get naked, he says no, he needs me to keep my clothes on. I'm still on the sofa and he's standing in front of me and he starts to masturbate which I've never seen a guy do before, in real life I mean. At first, he's doing it slow, moving his hand up and down his cock, playing more than wanking. Bit by bit, he gets into it while I watch. He's got his groin thrust out towards me almost at face level and his hand is moving faster and gripping himself harder. His mouth starts to hang open and he rolls his eyes from me to the ceiling and back and he's whispering fuck and Jesus over and over again. I can hardly believe what I'm seeing but there it is, this old guy completely nude beating his meat in front of me. When he cums, it takes me totally by surprise and he shoots his cream into my face and on my t-shirt. We stare at each other for a moment and then he says man, that was so good, thank you. He calmly gets me tissues for my face and a clean t-shirt. What's weird is that I've just had sex with this guy and at no point have I touched him. I say so and he shrugs. I'm a guy who likes to be watched he says as he pulls his clothes on. It happens, he adds. I like it, I say. When we both calm down, he drives me to the store and get the radio.