Age

AN: I actually did see a show on Discovery that I loosely based this commercial on.

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~ Age ~

Marshall in a loosely wrapped towel grabs the remote and clicks on the television before grabbing the overnight bag and sitting down on the edge of the hotel bed. Digging through the bag he glances up at the screen and notices two people rolling around on a bed and quickly starts paying attention.

“Did you find . . .” Elton happily asks, coming from the bathroom, dressed in burgundy satin pajamas, tossing matching boxers towards him.

“Shhhh.” Marshall quickly mumbles, now totally hypnotized by the program.

“What are you watching?” Elton curiously asks, noticing an older woman on the screen blabbing about something, as he starts trying to adjust the blankets on the bed after their romp earlier.

“That is so Gross!” Marshall firmly comments, startlingly Elton who gives up trying to adjust the blankets.

“Change the channel.” Elton simply comments with a laugh, taking the lotion from his perfect hand.

Elton sits down behind him with all indentations of putting lotion on his perfect muscular back, but also gets hypnotized by the program, becoming concerned with his Baby’s “ooooo’s” and other comments, too woman ranging from seventy to eighty-seven, discussing their active sex life.

“What’s wrong with having sex in your Golden Years?” Elton agitatedly asks, not able to keep quite another minute.

“They’re too old!” Marshall simply comments, his real attention never leaving the program; as an eight seven year old woman begins explaining having sex in a nursing home after her hip replacement.

“And . . . what do you consider too old to have sex?” Elton agitatedly asks, squirting the cold lotion over his perfect muscular back.

“Ugh?” Marshall quickly mumbles, arching forward from the shock.

“What’s too old to have sex?” Elton agitatedly asks, roughly rubbing in the lotion.

“At their age they should be . . . baking cookies . . . spoiling grandchildren Not having sex.” Marshall tries to explain with his real attention still with the program.

Several more comments from his Baby “Sex Pervert” “Dried Up” as one of the women on the screen explains in detail how wonderful it is to have a young lover.

“Darlin’ . . . do you still plan on having sex when you’re fifty-seven?” Elton curiously asks; massaging the lotion a little softer.

“If it still works . . . you can’t tell me! That he’s getting off on that!” Marshall nonchalantly comments, as the seventy-three woman and her thirty year old male lover explain the joys of their sex life.

“Baby your asking the wrong person.” Elton comments with a sarcastic laugh.

“About two hours ago . . . . you made love to someone that is twenty five years older than you. Did you think it was gross?” Elton emotionally says.

“You need to stop before you have heart attack.” Marshall jokingly comments, twisting around on the bed looking for his boxers realizing where the conversion is going.

“Fuck You!” Elton emotionally states.

“You already did in the shower.” Marshall playfully comments with a large smile, standing and shaking the blankets.

“Let it fall . . . it’s a nice firm thirty one.” Elton emotionally comments.

“NOT! When your . . .” Marshall agitatedly whines, letting the towel drop, and pulling on the boxers that his partner insists that he wear so they’ll match while sleeping.

“I don’t fuckin’ know what the fuck you got out of it! But in my opinion. Woman at Eight Seven shouldn’t be having sex in a fuckin’ nursing home after hip replacement! You’ve made our age quite clear several times. That’s your obsession Not Mine.” Marshall firmly explains dropping the overnight bag to the floor.

“Sweetheart . . . . you’re getting all worked up over Nothing! I don’t think about our age and I wish the fuck you didn’t. When I look at you I only see someone that I love very much.” Marshall sincerely says, sitting down in front of him and gentle taking his hands.

“Then why do you think those woman are gross? All their seeing is love.” Elton emotionally says, almost in tears.

“That’s a good point . . . . but not all of them. What about the one that goes to bars and thinks men her Own Age are a turn off? She’s just out for the sex. Maybe if she sat her flappy ass down and bakes some cookies she wouldn’t be so fuckin’ lonely.” Marshall explains, as Elton emotionally begins to get up.

“Wait a minute! When your eight-seven I’ll be . . . . . . . sixty-two and if we keep going at the pace we’re going. I’ll be the one that’ll need a hip replacement.” Marshall tries to jokingly say with a smile.

“I’m old enough to be your grandfather!” Elton emotionally cries.

“No Your not!” Marshall soothingly whispers, gently wiping a tear from his cheek.

“Look At Me!” Elton emotionally cries roughly pulling away and trying to stand with Marshall trying to stop him.

“Noooo . . . Really Look at Me! Old flabby wrinkled . . .” Elton emotionally cries finally standing.

“Sweetheart! Stop!” Marshall firmly interrupts, roughly wrapping his arms around him.

“I want you to listen to me.” Marshall sincerely says after getting him to sit back down and looking directly into his eyes.

“When I look at you . . .” Marshall nervously begins taking his hands into his.

“I don’t see age, all I see is your caring loving heart . . .” Marshall sincerely says.

“I love you with all my heart. You and Hailie Jade are My Life.” Marshall softly whispers looking deep into his eyes.

“I Love You both so much.” Elton emotionally mumbles admiring the perfect body in front of him.

“Your Body . . . . exquisite blue eyes, small pouty lips . . . .” Elton breathlessly moans as his hands softly roam over perfection.

“If ya cum without me I’m goin be pissed.” Marshall playfully interrupts pushing him back in the bed.

“I need you.” Elton breathlessly pleads arching up into perfection.

“What ya need is Help.” Marshall playfully comments as they’re quickly discarding pajamas and grabbing lube.

“Oh God!” Elton erotically screams as perfection slowly enters his needy hole.

Elton quickly flips them over and passionately gains control digging his fingers deep into muscular shoulders as he lowers down on the most perfect thick cock in the universe. Erotically moaning as his body begins a slow passionate rocking, grinding.

Marshall arches up into the heat with one hand on his hip and then other coming to firmly rest around his hard dick and passionate strokes in time with his grinding.

With a tight hold now on the head board Elton erotically rides his Baby’s perfect thick cock into total bliss, screaming his name releasing into his perfect strong hand as he’s filled with warmth.

“I Love You.” Elton softly coos, after totally relaxing in his Man’s muscular arms.

“I Love you, Sweet Dreams.” Marshall loving whispers placing a kiss on the top of his head, tightening his hold.

“Sweet Dreams.” Elton sleepily moans placing a kiss on his chest.

Marshall drifts off with “Why in the Hell is the man in his arms so Obsessed with someone like him? But Ecstatic that he is.”

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