Old man discovers..Chapter 21
Last sentence chapter 20..O.M.G., my imagination is wonderful and so is my erect cock.
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Imagination isn't the same as the real thing. Haven't heard from the real thing and it's been three days. Fred hasn't heard either and says he's called every day. I haven't pestered Jackie Gurl with any calls. Fred say's he's heard from Your Schlong and the guy is anxious for a get together. It's going on five days since I've cum. Maybe it's time to see what could develop in a three-way. I could feel better with two guys taking turns on my cock. I wonder if they would flip a coin to see who gets to swallow the load. I could envision me being sucked while the sucker is being fucked. Interesting to see who cums first.
I haven't been to Fred's' and he hasn't been here either. I really do think he's still pissed about the telephone number deal. Maybe I should put on some flimsy shorts and wander down there to see what might cum up.
Maybe Fred has the same idea. He's sitting on the porch in shorts. We both say hello and I grab a seat.
"Any phone calls," I say.
Fred, says "Nope or at least not from Jackie Gurl. I have had two calls in the last three days from Your Schlong. He wants both of us to come over this afternoon. I told him I'd get back to him sometime this morning."
"When did you plan on getting hold of me? Or weren't you? Play him off and say we couldn't make it? Or go by yourself?" I asked.
"None of those. In fact I was sitting here waiting until I thought you had coffee made, so I could come up and get a cup. I'm out of java. We could then make a decision," Fred says.
"Well, lets get to it. The coffee is ready, I've got some great sourdough bread for toast and scrambled eggs with Irish hash brown potatoes," I said.
When we got to my place I poured Fred a cup of coffee and started the eggs and potatoes. While standing at the stove, Fred came up behind me, snuggled in close and gives me a reach around.