« Just go with it. » I didn’t know what it meant. I tried to get more out of my cousin when texted me, but he seemed to not want to say much more than that. About a week later, I got a call from Grandpa Ballard wanting to take me away for the weekend. The words « just go with it » stayed in my head. Danny’s never steered me wrong before, so I figured, why not?
We drove a ways away to this little house in the woods. Inside, we found some bathrobes and jockstraps placed on a table. It seemed like strange amenities for a rental, but grandpa proceeded to hand me a set and brought me to a wood paneled room to change. Then, without warning, I watched him strip down to nothing! I sat on a bench about a foot away from him as he casually dropped his pants and his cock fell out.
It was massive! It looked like a rhino horn more than a dick. I couldn’t tell if he was hard or not, but it seemed to stick out much more than I would have guessed! I tried not to stare, but where I was seated, I didn’t really have anywhere else to look.
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