An old man sits at the window in his bungalow day after day looking at all the fit scally boys walking by. Then one day River notices the old man is not there and suspects he may have drooled to death. All characters and terms including 'boy' 'lad' and 'girl' refer to people age 18 and over. This book contains explicit sexual material and is for adults only.
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RIVER LOVES GETTING NAKED FOR OLD MEN
© 2018 Robbie Webb
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Adapted from a story from the book QUEER QUICKIES Vol 5
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All characters and terms including ‘boy’ ‘lad’ and ‘girl’ refer to people age 18 and over.
River loved getting naked in front of old men. He loved to show off his fit young body. He was 18. He was in his prime. He had a great body and loved to show it off to old men who really appreciate 18-year-old boys. He loved showing old men how hard his cock was. He loved being naked and having a big raging boner in front of old men who can’t get it up anymore, for when they can’t get it up anymore they get proper excited when they see a big hard teenager’s cock. They might not be able to get it hard but seeing a teenager’s hard-on makes them feel excited. When they see an 18-year-old boy with a boner it reminds them of the time when they could get it nice and hard like that and the memories come flooding back like the cum flooding out of their dick all those years ago. The old men who can’t get it up anymore, they can’t get enough of River’s boner. They can’t keep their hands off it.
They stroke it.
They squeeze it.
They rub it.
They lick it.
They suck it.
The ones with arthritis and rheumatism use it for physiotherapy. A teenager’s big hot boner is perfect for gripping and squeezing and getting those stiff fingers bending again.
Who needs an arthritis ball when you have River’s boner?
Build strength and dexterity in the hands and fingers.
Grab it while you can!
There was an old man on the estate. He lived just round the corner from River in one of the bungalows. He was gay. Everybody knew. Well not everybody. Donald Trump didn’t know. Or J K Rowling. Or Oprah Winfrey. Or David Attenborough. But everybody on the estate knew. Well, most people on the estate. New born babies didn’t know. Loads of people on the estate knew but not many of them knew that he liked shagging 18-year-old boys. River knew, for he’d been shagged by the randy old thing.
He was 72 the old man was but he had no problem getting it up. You’d think he was in his 20s the way his cock stuck up. Looking at him when he was naked and aroused, it was like looking at a 20-year-old cock with an old man stuck to it. Cockheads usually get paler the older a man gets. Most 72-year-old men have a pale one due to the lack of blood but not this old man. It wasn’t deep purple and shiny like it was when he was River’s age but it wasn’t pale by any stretch of the imagination.
“It’s all the sexy scally boys on the estate that keeps it in working order,” he once told River.
“You’re not fucking ‘em all, are you?” River enquired.
“Chance would be a fine thing,” the old man said. “No, I don’t need to fuck ‘em, do I? I only have to look at ‘em and I pop a boner.”
“You dirty old man,” River said.
And he spread his bum-cheeks.
The old man may not have been fucking all the scally boys on the estate, but he was fucking River, and on a regular basis as well. The senior sexpot couldn’t get enough of River’s arse, and River was more than happy to let him have it.
It was just over three months ago when River first started noticing the old man. He’d seen him sitting at the window in his bungalow looking at all the fit scally lads walking back and to down the avenue.
I bet he sits there wanking his old man dick.
That’s what River thought when he saw him.
He had good reason to think that. He saw the way the old man was drooling over the boys. He was thinking about pulling their trackies down, that’s what he was thinking. Dirty old git. He wanted to take a good look at all those scally dicks, that’s what he wanted. Most old men his age dreamt about having a cup of hot chocolate but not this one. Dirty old bugger.
He’d be there every day in the window looking out, drooling at the passing boys. And then one day River noticed he wasn’t there. It must be his day off, River thought to himself. He walked past the old man’s bungalow again the following day and he still wasn’t there.
Two days on the trot there had been no drooling old man in the bungalow window.
Maybe the old thing had drooled himself to death. Imagine the embarrassment when his family saw the death certificate.
Cause of Death: Drooled to Death.
On the third day of seeing no lecherous old wrinkly in the bungalow window, River got a bit worried. Three days was a long time for a dirty old man not to have his fix of fit 18-year-old scally boys, so River went to see if he was ok.
The caring teenager was relieved when the old man answered his door, for you always think the worse.
“Thank fuck for that!” River said.
“Sorry?” the old man said.
“I thought you may have drooled to death.”
“Oh shit. Did I just say that out loud?”
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