He said his name was Ben but that he would like me to call him grandpa if we met. He was 73 years old and I was 38. Ben was a large man, with quite ... sizeable belly. His face was wrinkled but his eyes twinkled with naughty thoughts. We agreed to meet and he came to my place. We sat on the couch and had a glass of wine but he was immediately touching me. It wasn't long before he asked if I really wanted to go ahead with this. I stood up and he followed me to the bedroom. I slipped off. He was a big cummer but I still managed to swallow it all. .Then, when I was in the Navy, I was hitchhiking one day, going back to my ship, the USS Shangri-La after a long weekend. I was about twenty-two or twenty-three and an older gentlemen, probably in his mid-forties picked me up. He told me that he was an assistant principal of a high school in Jacksonville. He looked the part what with his tie, dress shirt, slacks and glasses so he may have been telling me the truth..As we drove along he. ‘Let me see what the boys have ordered to be done on you.’ His eyes perused the document. ‘O yes, pretty standard fare here. The usual body modifications. Christopher, you’re going to get trussed, trollied, collared, clipped, shorn, shaved, tagged, belled, cinched, tattooed, and branded, as well as ringed in the nipples, nose, ears, penis, and at the base of the scrotum.’ A quizzical look. ‘Huh? I wonder why the boys ordered a three inch nose ring? O well, they know what they’re doing!’. ”Susan looked like she had just been swatted across the face. She had to get the last word in.“I was just trying to be nice.”Bill was not about to be bamboozled.“Horse shit, Susan. Why don’t you go splash cold water on your face and wake up? And get me a glass of cold water while you’re at it.”Bill gave David a thumbs up and a couple of fist pumps. David put his hands together and gave him a head bow thanking him. Bill gave David an even more enthusiastic thumbs up showing that he was glad to.