Date: Mon, 29 Mar 2010 09:41:00 -0600 (GMT-06:00) From: Adam Pollard Subject: OLD MAN'S DILEMMA Here I was at sixty-seven, still horny with good, hard erections thanks to taking L-Arginine, but I would beat my meat to no avail. Couldn't climax. So I sent away for a two-part electro-stim contraption with a little control unit to set the power levels going to the two boner-circling ribbons and the anal-prostate probe. I had practiced with it on my bed in the daytime, learning how to put the parts on me with my eyes closed. I kept the electro-stim paraphernalia suspended over the bed within easy reach on a cantilevered eating tray. If I took a couple of L-Arginine pills before hitting the sack, some time in the wee hours I would wake up with a nice erection. Then I would put the dick ribbons on around my boner and slip the lubed probe up my ass. Setting the electro levels on minimum I would stroke my boner and press my thighs together. That's all it had taken to get me off when I was younger. Gradually increasing the settings I would feel the pulsations in my dick and prostate and the approach of my orgasm. My favorite fantasy at a time like this was to beg an imaginary partner (teenage boy) to suck me, SUCK ME HARDER! Then I would turn the controls even higher and have an orgasmic, climactic ejaculation and spray my spooge like a geyser, then cut off the power to the electro-stim unit with the master switch and float back to reality in post-orgasmic bliss. The time my gay grandson Keith drove the forty miles to my place alone in his first used car, he spotted the "breakfast-in-bed" table over my bed and asked, "Hey Gramps, what's that junk on that little table over your bed?" Since we were out to each other and had a close relationship I told him the truth about why I had purchased the electro sex aids. Of course he was desperate to try the sex equipment on himself. He begged and begged. "Baby, you're young and horny and don't need any sex aids to get off," I told him. "You're right, Gramps, but I still want to try it!" Finally I gave in to his pleadings and told him that I would help him get hooked up after we had digested our dinner that night. Half way through an after dinner re-run of "Bonanza" I could see that my grandson was getting itchy. "OK, Keith, I'll douche you out for the anal probe. Then we'll each take a shower and I'll help you get set up for your big sexual thrill on my bed." "Gee, thanks Grampa," he said, taking my hand to be led upstairs to my master bath. He dropped his clothes piece by piece on his way to my bathroom, as I schucked down and put on a light robe. "Do you think you need a full enema, or just a local flush?" I asked him. "Just a local, Gramps." I pulled out a boxed, single Fleets and opened it up. I put on a rubber glove, fingered some Wal-Mart Personal Lubricant into his butt-hole and slipped in the Fleets as he leaned over the counter beside the face bowl. "You could have taken your time fingering it a little more, Grampa," he whispered. I squoze the Fleets until the liquid was all inside him and told him to sit on the toilet and let loose. "Wipe yourself with some soapy t.p., then bend over and I'll give you a visual check." As I squatted behind him to do the visual check I could see that his dick was throbbing to full erection. I reached my gloved hand between his thighs and stroked his meat as he shivered and moaned. "OK, Keith, go lie on your back on the bed and I'll hook you up to the contraption." I secured the two ribbons around his boner and slipped the anal probe into his ass. After his meat had wilted a little I applied a little power to the cock ribbons and to his prostate. His dick throbbed back to full erection and he began to whimper and moan. As I cranked the power up some more he started some gentle pelvic thrusting and moaned louder. "Gimme more juice, Gramps!" he said. As I did his abs began to ripple, his ass came up off the bed, he cried out and a geyser of cum shot out of his dick straight up in the air. "Did you like that, Sonny?" "Oh, yeah, I gotta get me one of those. What an orgasm! And I didn't even touch my dick."