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"Do me a favor and grab a sixer from my fridge while I take a dip, son. Here's the keys, it's apartment 112, just over there..." and he pointed to one of the apartments adjacent to the pool. "Sure", I complied, and grabbed his keys.

I entered his apartment and went straight to the fridge. The layout was identical to my own, but the art and furniture were much more expensive. When I opened the fridge, I couldn't see any beer. I bent over to check the bottom shelf, but still nothing.

"Am I out again?" I jumped as I heard the voice. My new friend was directly behind me, dripping wet, speedo still bulging and dark, cigar-butt sized nipples protruding from the silver hair that carpeted his leathery, tanned chest.

"Did I scare you?".

"Uh... no, sir... I just wasn't expecting you... yeah, there's definitely no beer in there... but I can go and get some", I offered.

He dismissed the idea with a wave of his hand and brushed past me toward the fridge. As he did, he whispered in my my ear, "Nah, let's fix some margaritas instead". That huge package of his brushed against my hip as he spoke and I flinched once more. "Jumpy little thing, aren't you", he grinned, "Don't worry, you're safe with me", and he patted my ass!

I wasn't sure if it was in a 'coach' kinda way... or not. Maybe 3 beers before noon had me thinking crazy but he seemed a little deliberate about it. I ignored it and decided to get out of his way, but that wasn't going to happen! He asked me to cut some limes while he mixed the drinks.

Not wanting to be rude, I stood at the counter and began to slice the fruit. Almost immediately, my host was behind me, much closer than I felt comfortable with. So close, in fact, that I could feel that big bulge brushing against my ass! He brought his arms around me and began guiding my shaking hands as I clumsily attempted to cut the small, juicy limes.

The strangest thing started to happen to me... with my front trapped against the counter, and my back and sides completely enveloped by this large, commanding man... my cock began to twitch and inflate.

"You seem nervous, son..." whispered my captor, so close to my ear that I felt his warm, moist breath "Are you uncomfortable?". I was mortified! If I said 'yes', and moved, he'd definitely see the tent forming in the front of my cotton shorts - If I said 'no', and stayed where I was, that would just encourage him to further invade my space! While my brain processed this dilemma, my mouth stammered something akin to "Uhh... well... no... Uhh, it's ok".

"OK?!!", I thought to myself, "Of course it's not fucking OK! This old guy is obviously hitting on me!". But during this frantic, secret conversation with myself, the more primal region of my brain was acutely tuned to the physical stimulation of my body. My hands were willingly being manipulated by his, my butt screamed out to me that there was a foreign object nestling against it, and my cock... well by now it was so hard it was aching.

"Tell me, son... have you ever kissed a man?", came that close, warm, intoxicating whisper. "NO!", I answered, almost TOO emphatically, "I'm straight! Please don't!".

He just laughed gently. HE LAUGHED AT ME! "Don't worry, boy. I'm not going to kiss you... well, not unless you beg me to...", and he laughed again. "I just wondered... since you seem to be OK with having another man this close to you". He reached down slowly toward my crotch and immediately discovered my cock standing straight up, with a pride that completely contrasted with my own shame at him having discovered my arousal. His touch overloaded my nerves. I felt electricity shoot from my cock to my brain and back again, my muscles went weak, I could hear the blood pumping around my body, and when he gave my whole cock a gentle squeeze with his big, powerful hand, I almost fainted!

"I guess you're MORE than ok with it", he rasped in my ear as he continued to squeeze, "Do you like me touching you?", an

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