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By (user no longer on site) OP
3 weeks ago
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I was out for a brisk walk on a cold day recently, as I got further down the beaten path I heard a a pained moan.
I was looking around, but couldn't see anyone so I shouted out
"Hello, are you okay?"
A muffled voice answered, but too quietly for me to really hear.
I continued walking down the path towards where the moan was coming from, and I stumbled across and elderly guy possibly in his early to mid 70's laid on the frosty ground clutching his ankle.
I knelt beside him and he felt absolutely freezing
I gave him my coat while asking him if he was okay, what had happened and how bad his pain was?
He thanked me for the coat and told me he had come out for a walk and as he the ground was solid and slippy he lost footing, tripped over a tree root and landed awkwardly.
He said the pain was quite bad initially, but the cold and amount of time he'd been there had dulled it a lot.
I asked if he minded if I looked at his ankle?
He rolled his trouser leg up and it looked a little swollen.
"I'm just gonna have a feel to see if I can feel anything broken" I had done a first aid course years ago, but it had all gone out of the window, I just thought if I sound confident it may just put the guy at ease.
After a quick check he told me he felt okay, so I asked if he could stand up?
He managed to stand with a little assistance, we linked arms and headed back to the main road.
"Let me drive you home" I insisted
And he got into my car.
"Would you like me to ring anyone for you?" I asked
"Thank you could you ring my Son?"
I called his Son who was ever so thankful, he told me he was currently out of town with work, but could be back within an hour.
I got the old fella back to his house, sat him in his chair with a blanket on and made him a cup of tea.
We got chatting and he told me he used to be an army PT, he was recently widowed and that his Son checked in on him daily.
He soon fell asleep, and I sat watching his TV to keep myself awake.
After a couple of hours his Son arrived.
He shook my hand and thanked me for looking after his Dad and staying with him till he arrived.
He insisted on trying to give me some fuel money or something as way of thanking me.
I declined, and we sat chatting for a while.
His Father then awoke and assured us both that he was fine. He got up and walked about a little, hobbling, but able to weight bare.
I left, but not before his Son took my phone number.
A few days passed and I received a phonecall from an unrecognised number, at first I was going to ignore it.
"Hi there, I'm Tony you helped my Dad the other day"
"Oh hi Tony, how is he now?" I replied
"He's fine thanks, he has asked me to call you as he has something he wants to give you as a thank you"
We chatted for a while and I gave Tony my address, he arrived and I invited him in for a coffee.
His father had written me a thank you card and got me a box of chocolates.
"Nice place you have here" Tony shouted through to the kitchen
"Thanks" I replied, "It's small, but it's enough for me"
"You keep it nice and tidy, do you have a wife or girlfriend?"
I felt a little taken aback by that question for some reason
"No just me, on my own" I replied as I fetched the drinks into the living room.
Tony was perusing my DVD collection, and pulled out Brokeback mountain
"Any good?" He smiled
I can honestly say I'd never seen it, it was an ex girlfriends
I blushed "Errrr yeah, it's okay"
He stood up and kissed me, and I didn't fight it.
I pulled away and my cock had stiffened, and I could feel Tony's digging into me.
"Shall we take this upstairs? " I asked nervously... |
