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This is a true story:

I was on jury duty last month and on the next to the last day I went to lunch with a fellow juror, Mark (5’11”, grey hair, a bit of a belly, mid60s looking; as for me, gray hair and beard, mid-60 with that same type of belly). It both turned out that we were retired military. While we were eating he mentioned that he liked my beard.

As we walked back to the courthouse he pointed out that he heard the I used Uber to get to the courthouse and since we lived in same area could he give me a ride home. As you expect I agreed. So, in the he asked the question, “Do I know what Grindr is? I thought I wonder where this was going and when his hand went from the shifter to my knee I knew where this was going…and when I didn’t move it I think he knew to. He then asked if I wanted to stop at his place for a beer. Sure I said (hoping it was going to be just a beer!

We got to his place (an upscale town house). He got two beers and the sat next to me on the couch (another good sign!) and he flat out asked me,
“What if I told you I was gay?”. I told him, thank god you asked because I would have disappointed if he hadn’t!

I decided we needed move things along so I placed our beers of the coffee table pulled him to me and gave him my “let’s get you hard” kiss. (Yep, I’m old fashioned and I happen to like kissing and making out!). He said he REALLY liked my beard. After we came up for some air he put my hand on his obvious bulge (which was just like mine!) and said “I need help with this! He grabbed my hand and took me to his bedroom…to be continued!