I remembered what he looked like at 35, and that was hot enough. Show me what you’re made of.”He grinned back. Gay sex Show me what you’re made of.”He grinned back. Here was this beast of a man, a 53 year old widowed firefighter, standing in my kitchen fucking me like a teenager in his arms, staring at me. And then he was up suddenly, my hand still in his, pulling me up with him, bringing me into his body. I cleared my throat, watching his fingers dance around the stem of the wine glass. He slid his wine glass in front of him, looking at me quietly. “I feel like ME now. So looks like come the new year I’ll be a grandpa!” He was beaming.I was having a different reaction. I remembered what he looked like at 35, and that was hot enough. I was only 25 and here I was, falling for a soon to be grandfather. How his eyes glowed lighter brown under the light. “There is no but honestly. And not think too much and just enjoy what’s happening?”Neil bit his bottom lip for a moment, holding my gaze, those light brown eyes burning a hole in my brain. Just…..”I grabbed the counter, lifting my ass up to
