Iwas slightly shy and dated but not always successfully.One day, I was in need of some pot and Harry offered to sell me a fewjoints. I went to his apa...tment and knocked. As usual, on a perfectly sunnyday , the room was dark, cluttered and smoky. He invited me in and offeredme a beer. We sat on his couch and decided to smoke a joint and watch TV.Between the beer and Pot I was buzzed in no time."Pot always makes me horny" he said What I need is a nice blowjob from oneof my bitches.At that point. He wondered if she still felt it. He did every time she crossed his mind. He often used thoughts of her to cure a latent dysfunction that sometimes occurred when he was with his wife. Thoughts of her were more effective that Viagra.But now here he was standing outside her home once more, ten years older than when they last met. At age 53 he wasn't dashing but he looked younger than he was and had kept his weight down. She was 5 year older and every bit a lady. Everything about her flooded his. Presenting my hole to be used, I asked, "What do you want me to do?"The words didn't come from my mind; they came from my hole as if an entity resided there.He grabbed lube from a nightstand. "I'm gonna make that hole nice and squishy, boy," he said between shallow breaths of lust.I felt his fingers gently enter my hole with large dollops of lube. His fingers coaxed my ass lips into spreading wider."Nice and warm in there," he said, then moved between my legs like a grizzly ready to maul. " I didn't know what to say.Back at his place, I had planned on staying over since I had been drinking and he got us a couple of beers and we sat on the couch talking just in general. Finally he brought it up again and said that he obviously thought it was normal to be turned on by two guys, but it was okay if I was just curious. And then he hit me with he was sure they were just as curious about how enjoyable it would be to get me off. When I asked what he meant, he said that sometimes it is.