After I retired, forcibly, I went to work at Home Depot. Not for the money, but to have something to do. I am good with people and I have a pretty decent knowledge base of home repairs. I met another guy there and we became work friends. We hardly ever worked the same schedule, but we did talk often.
One afternoon we are both in the men’s room and he is standing at the urinal, with his hands on his hips. I asked him if that was normal, and he told me he liked looking at his dick when he peed. I looked. He told me I could touch it, as a matter of fact why didn’t I shake it for him. I hesitated. He told me he would give me a kiss if I did it. And then, ‘Make Daddy happy’.
I took his dick between my fingers and shook his dick before putting it back behind his zipper. He put his arms around my neck and kissed me. “Daddy wants you to be his boyfriend”. That’s how it all started.
He had money from inheritance, so he didn’t need to work either. He had a nice apartment and that’s where we met and I was nice to “Daddy”. In addition to kissing his dick, he wanted me to jerk off his Doberman. Hold his sheath and squeeze and pull on it, until the animal released his dick out in the open. I assumed the position, and he took advantage of me. There was a lot of kissing and getting undressed and making love to his dick. I went home asking myself if I was really doing this. I was, and I went to see him, and I let him kiss me and I held his dick when he peed.
I wasn’t one of those, before I met him. I guess I am now. I can’t believe how submissive I am, and how much I want him get on top of me. Feeling his weight on me feels good, especially if he is also in me.
