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The Education of Grandpa - 11. Three Strikes and You are Out ???

Alan and Grandpa drove to Starbucks in separate cars. At five minutes before 10:00, Grandpa, wearing a Red Sox baseball cap, entered, placed an order, and then sat at a table in the back. Five minutes later Alan entered, placed an order, and sat near the front. Each looked at, or pretended to look at, their phones. At 10:15 Grandpa received a text. It was from Alan. ‘Do you think this guy is coming? If he doesn’t, you will not be cumming – (followed with a laughing emoji).’

Grandpa replied, ‘I will give him until 10:30.’ At10:25 Grandpa using his phone, checked his Silverdaddies account. There was no message from Rocky Hill.

At 10:30 Grandpa stood and walked out of the Starbucks. Alan followed and they met in the parking lot. “Looks like I have been stood-up. I checked my Silverdaddies account. There are no new messages. What do you think I should do?”

Alan replied, “There could be many reasons why he did not show up. If he had a last minute emergency, he will eventually send you a message. If he just changed his mind and does not want to see you, there will be no message. Unless he sends you a message explaining why he was unable to meet you and suggest a future meeting, I suggest you forget him.”

“Sad to say, I agree with you. Thanks for being my backup. It’s shitty, but that’s life.”

When he arrived home, Geoff called Jason and told him he had been stood up. Jason agreed that he should forget the guy unless he sent an apology message and suggested a new meeting time.

The following morning there were messages from guys living far away commenting on Grandpa’s hot photos and videos and one message from someone wanting to meet. There was no message from Rock Hill.

From New Britain (about ten miles (16 km) from Grandpa’s home): ‘I want you to be my daddy. You can have me anyway you desire. I want to be on my knees to worship you and on my back to have you deep in me.’ The profile indicated the guy was twenty-six years old. The three photos confirmed his young age and showed him holding his unimpressive hard, cut dick, bending over with ass fully exposed and one of his whole body with soft dick.

Grandpa replied, ‘Thanks for the offer. But I am looking for someone nearer my age.’

The message received a week later appeared very promising. ‘Your profile really got my juices bubbling. I believe we could have an exquisite time together.’ His profile indicated the guy was 5’ 9“(175 cm), 180 pounds (81.5 kg), oral giving and receiving. His age was not given. The photos in his profile showed him both hard and soft as well as three close-ups consisting of a dripping hard cock, hard cock being held and soft cock. Before Grandpa sent a reply, he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, lowered his pants and boxer briefs and took his now hard dick in hand. After shooting on the floor with eyes glued on the photos, he sent a message suggesting a meeting place and time.

Grandpa/Geoff arrived ten minutes prior to the meeting time. At the exact time of the meet, two elderly and somewhat frail men entered. The one using a cane helped steady the other. They scanned the coffee shop and smiled at Grandpa, one of the only customers sitting at a table. The two shuffled to his table and with some difficulty each sat. “Hi, I’m Carl and this is my friend Joe. The photos in my profile are me. They were taken a few years ago. (Grandpa thought to himself – yea, like twenty-five years ago). Please, hear us out. You are an incredibly handsome man. We have probably watched your videos fifty times. You have an amazing dick. (The speaker took an envelope out of his pocket). I know we are not the hot guys we once were. But we do have feelings. Joe and I are horny all the time. We want to watch you jerk off and cum. We want to suck your dick. In this envelope is $200 as a thank you for letting us have an hour with you. We are not asking you to reciprocate. We just want to see you naked and play with you.” (He pushed the envelope across the table.)

Grandpa was in a state of shock. While he felt sorry for the two old men, he could not imagine being groped by them. His dick that had been tingling with anticipation, was now softer than a marshmallow. Although he felt indigent that these guys were treating him like a gigolo or whore, he decided to let them down easy.

“Guys, as you read in my profile, I have never been with a man. While I understand your needs for intimacy, I am just not your guy. I thank you for the kind words. But it just ain’t gonna happen. “

A shaken Grandpa stood and walked out of the coffee shop.

When he arrived home, alone, Alan met him at the door. “So, what happened? Where is that handsome dude?”

Grandpa told the sad story.

“If those guys were willing to give an old guy like you $200, they would likely give me, a cute twink, a lot more. All I would have to do is stand and let those old lecherous men grope and suck me. Easy money.”

Irritated, Grandpa snarled, “I assume you are joking. If I ever discovered you were hustling, I would throw you out of this house and disinherit you!”

“Grandpa, I was just joking. I’m sorry. What you went through must have been really frustrating. Actually, the thought of being pawed all over by a couple of guys is disgusting. You should forget the past hour ever happened. Let’s clear our minds and go to the Big Scoop Ice Cream Parlor. My treat for a serious indulgence of hefty sized hot fudge sundaes.”

With a chuckle, “Ice cream sounds great. But, I suppose I should be proud that guys are actually willing to pay to see my sixty-four-year-old body.”

Three days later there was another message in his Silverdaddies mailbox: ‘Let’s get together. I will make your first experience with a guy an adventure you will never forget.’ The profile photos revealed a cute guy that appeared to be the age he listed, fifty-two. In both, he was smiling. He wore a business suit in one and casual clothes in the other.

Geoff sent a reply. ‘It would be a pleasure to meet with you.’

Three hours later the man, with a profile name’Useme72’, agreed to the time and place Geoff had suggested for the meeting.

As Geoff entered the coffee house, ten minutes prior to the meeting time, he saw Useme72 sitting at a table. Since his profile photo had included his face, Geoff immediately recognized him. He placed a coffee order and then sat opposite him. Useme72 smiled as he spoke, “Sir, while your photo showed a hot, viral guy, I am thrilled your face is as handsome as your cock. Dick-wise, your photos and videos show you certainly do know how to use your equipment.”

Geoff replied, “Thanks for the kind words.” He had no idea what he should say next, so he said nothing.

“Sir, I know I can send you on an unforgettable adventure. I want to be your boy, your slave. I want you to be my master.”

Geoff had no idea where this was going. His frequent use of ‘Sir’ was unsettling. Why would a man wanting a sexual adventure call him ‘Sir’?

Useme72 took out his phone. “I will show you just how happy you can make me. Sir.”

He opened the gallery and showed Geoff a series of photos.

First, He was naked, squatting on the floor wearing a dog leash, looking up like a puppy would stare at his master.

Second, a man was fastening leather straps that held his arms stretched up and out against the wall.

Third, A close up of his chest showed a clothes pin on one nipple while the fingers of a man were pinching the other nipple.

Fourth, A close up of his cock with three clothes pins clamped on each ball and one pinching the frenulum of his cut dick. The dick was hard, standing tall and dripping precum.

A video showed User72 in a leather sling being fucked. The video panned into a close up showing a magnum-sized dick shoving in and then pulling completely out and then ramming in again. The video continued showing a third man stroking himself while watching and waiting for his turn. Then, the guy with the big dick pulled out and shot an intense load on useme72’s dick and balls. The watcher then moved in, and another fuck began.

In the final video Useme72 was sitting in a bathtub while two guys pissed on him, then into his open, waiting mouth.

Geoff was astounded. Everything he saw in the photos and videos, he had seen on various porn sites. He could not imagine being in such a scene. While what he saw was entertaining, he felt sickened at the thought of actually doing what he considered torture. He looked at the guy sitting across from him wearing a conservative business suit and then imagined the pain of clothes pins on one’s nipples, balls, and, most sickening, frenulum. The thought of pissing into an eager mouth was disturbing. He wanted out of the room. Watching actors violently fuck on porn sites was far different then seeing it done to someone he could relate to.

While he did not want to make a scene, he did want to exit as fast as possible. Gaining his composure he gently stated, “Your suggestion is interesting. However, as a guy who has never been with a man, I think I need something much softer and cuddly for my first time.”

As he stood, “Maybe sometime, but not now.” (As he thought to himself, like NEVER!!)

Attempting to not show his displeasure, Geoff calmly walked out of the coffee shop. By the time he got to his car, he was trembling. For about ten minutes, he sat in his car. He pretended to look at his phone so anyone passing by would assume he was checking mail, texting, talking on the phone, or doing any of the many tasks normally done while killing time. Finally, he was calm enough to drive home. Needing to do something to clear his mind, as soon as he arrived home, he washed the car.

As he finished washing the car Alan arrived. “Grandpa, what are you doing? You know I wash your car every week.”

Geoff gave his grandson a fake smile. “Alan, please get a couple of cold beers. Let’s sit on the back step while I tell you about my meeting with Useme72. Hopefully, when I finish, I will be able to erase the meeting form my mind.”

p> Thank you for your comments. They are very much appreciated and help me develop this and future stories. A big thanks to pvt guy for his edits and comments.
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