He knew that she accepted him for who and what he was and wanted nothing less or more. Well, she did want more, but the only thing she wanted more of ...as his time. Is she asking more than I can give her right now, he asked himself? After she finished saying what she wanted to say. She added one line. I just would like to just really know how you feel about me right now. He was speechless. What did he say to her, how did he say it to her? He told her that he cared a lot for her, and wanted to. "I'm making sure you don't rub one out ahead of time to spoil the results tonight." So you are worried," Dylan laughed.Anton let him think so.They arrived at Dylan's apartment shortly after six.By six-thirty, Anton was describing the perfect blow job and five minutes after that Dylan had a boner putting a tent in the front of his trousers.It was Anton's turn to laugh. "A gay guy can't make a straight guy hard, huh?"Dylan's confidence was a little shaken, but there was no reason to think his. He was breathing heavy. I smiled at him then I took hold of his cock. The look of pleasure on his face was intense. He closed his eyes. He was breathing heavy and he was making these deep groaning noises.“Oh yeah…mmm...yeah….mmmm…”His dick felt nice and warm and it had a really strong throb. When I touched his dick, it twitched and throbbed in my hand. I had never had an older man’s cock in my hand before.His eyes were still closed.“Oh that’s nice, lad. It’s been so long since I’ve had. I cared about this lady, and didn’t want to hurt her or for her to regret her decision.As I undid her blouse, a pretty flowery light blue bra was revealed. As I slid her jeans down her lovely toned legs, a matching pair of briefs came into view. Not the sought of underwear you associate with a pensioner I though to myself, and I must have chuckled slightly. “What’s so funny”, she asked, and I told her and she too laughed. It really relaxed her. “You’d be surprised what some of us pensioners.