
I knew was a short term relationship from the beginning.
It was 9.99 for a month and discount from your regular price.
Your were a hot fit young man, with more than just a six pack.
I was just old, bored with a credit card and want to see more.
It was hot for a month you showed me your stuff.
Let me watch your videos and pretend I was there.
I got a five minute conversation for any special requests.
I asked What do you think about when you close your eyes at night.
You smile and question I act too straight you don't believe I'm gay.
I say I don't want inside your pants, I want see inside your head.
Where did you get that since of humor, create a social presents.
Ever have a boyfriend, a relationship, how often do you have sex.
You suggest a online date, at my expense for fifty minutes, you will be naked.
We can talk about anything I want. For one hundred and fifty bucks on line and up front.
I say okay and pay the fee I turn on my camera, my picture is outdated.
Old enough to be your grandpa, you were kind enough to call me daddy.
You ask what I wanted to talk about, I asked what do you do for fun.
Instagram, twitter or X and Only Fans keeps you busy but you think it's fun.
You love working out and filming your progress making your muscles pop.
You don't get to have a relationship and do this kind of stuff.
I was moved and saw a real person slightly narcissistic about your body.
While you and I will both agree it is damn near perfection and everybody wants one.
With over a sixty thousand plus of us following you are raking in some money.
You suggested we should do this again, and I suggest it is not very likely.
You offer me discount codes to sign up again.
Emails saying you missed me and please sign up again.
Your numbers are growing, you are finally getting noticed.
Featured spread in a in a gay magazine, strip shows in Las Vegas.
We ran into each other yesterday, taking out the trash.
You introduce yourself and explain you are a personal trainer.
Said that you loved your new house and the quite neighborhood.
You are dying to show it to someone, if I would like to come in for coffee.
I was old, gay, and nervous, yet very impressed.
You made the master bedroom a workout room with a shower for six.
You have more clothes then most girls, with tiny little shorts in color order.
The coffee you made was ready, hot. We sit and you tell me stuff.
That you are gay, and all the different things you do to make money.
It is obviously working, you could be happier and love Las Vegas.
You meet so many people, in the entertainment business.
Have really not had a chance to make a lot of friends yet and glad we finely met.
I say I am gay, retired and home all the time. Stop by went ever you want.
I ask if he only is a trainer for famous people, or can retired gay guys like me afford him.
You say I can afford to give a neighbor one hour of my time a week for free.
I work love to work out with you, I would love another daddy dude.
Strange we became friend in a few short weeks.
We saw each other naked, but never did have sex.
What we had was different friendship, trust and respect.
Which also led to unconditional love from two unlikely sources.
Unlikely Source - Story Time Blog
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