I suddenly heard a rustling in the treeline. I looked behind me but couldn't see any kind of movement and stopped. Suddenly, a figure lept on the path. And yep, it looked like a very old guy with a soiled beard, thin greyish hair, definitely a homeless man.
His coat seemed small and covered him only to his knee. He was just a bit bowed over as he wandered toward me and I was trying to look like nothing was wrong. Was I sexually aroused by this shoddy pervert? Oh God, was I really doing this? Some 80-year-old freak?
I smiled as I inched towards him and he looked up at me with a salacious grin. He tore his soiled overcoat wide open and... I choked as the dirtbag proudly showcased a large veiny beast of a schlong. I simply couldn't move my gaze from his hardened manmeat. It didn't look like it was his. The rest of him was skinny. It pointed straight at me like a cocked gun.