THE COLLECTOR

BY

PETE ROLAND

Chapter 1

3/26/01

Dear Diary:

I know what I did is wrong. But I couldn't stop myself. I'm lonely and ugly and old and nobody wants me any more. I'm like the invisible man when I go to Tropics or Chardee's. No one will even look at me. Maybe it's my big nose, or my oversized ears, or my thick pouting lips, or just the hideous scar running form my right eye down to my neck. Damn that car accident! All the old men used to fall all over themselves for a date with me. But except for sticking my big dick through the glory hole at the Cubby Hole and having someone suck me off, I haven't had sex for three years. I'm 67 and don't have many years left!

Not that any of that is an excuse for what I have done. But when I saw the old man standing in line at the checkout counter of the Fast Shop, I lost control. He was everything I had always been looking for. Maybe older than me by a couples of years and silver haired. Not tall and slim like me but short and stout with gray hair shower over the front of his shirt. He even smiled at me when I turned and looked at him. His smile started a fire in my loins and a compulsion that I had no defense against.

But damn it was so easy. I hurried to my van and got the 45 Colt I keep in the glove compartment and as he was opening the door to his white Mercedes I just walked up to him and jabbed the barrel of the Colt in his ribs.

"Don't say a word!" I hissed in the old man's ear. "If you don't do exactly what I tell you I going to kill you." To emphasize my words I pushed the barrel harder against the old man's rib case. "Do you understand?" I asked.

"Please. Take my money!... " I jabbed the barrel of the old Colt so hard in his ribs that he gasped from the pain.

"Shut up! Do what I tell you and you'll live. Disobey me and your a dead man." I hissed.

The old man big beautiful green eyes got big as he looked at me. He must have seen the desperation and determination in my eyes, because the resistance suddenly when out of him.

"Close the car door and walk over to the silver van. Stop to speak to anyone and say a word and I shoot." I said and paused am moment to let my words sink in. "Now move! Walk over to the van!"

Luckily is was late, almost closing time for the convenience store and expect for the old man car and my van there wasn't any other vehicles in the parking lot.

I forced the old man around to the passenger side of my van and told him to climb in. "You try to run and I kill you!" I told him as he set down in the passenger seat. "Do you understand?"

"Yes." The old man's voice was calm. I sense strength in him voice.

I did hurry to the other side of the van. I walked at a normal pace. I don't know what I would have done if the old man had bolted from the van... maybe nothing.

But I didn't have to decide. When I opened my door he was sitting calmly in the passenger seat looking over at me.

"That's that way. Keep doing exactly what I tell you and you'll live another day." I told him as I got in the van.

The old man didn't speak until we were heading down Oakland Park Blvd.

"What are you going to do to me?" He asked.

"What ever I want to?" I said glancing over at him. He looked grim but still didn't show and signs of panic as I turned off Oakland Park onto Powerline Rd.

"Where are you taking me?" He asked when I turned into Easterlin Park.

"You'll see." I said as I turned right when I got into the park and head back to the camp grounds. I parked in a camping spot away from any other campers. I knew that no one would bother me tonight. Tomorrow the rangers would drive through and check the sight for newcomers and have them come to the office to sign in, but for tonight I was same from interruption.

I parked and turned the dome light on in the van and turned to faced the old man with the Colt pointing toward him.

"Take your clothes off." I said with a hint of sexual excitement creeping into my voice.

"What are you going to do?" The old man said as his eyes got big as he stared down the barrel of the Colt.

"Take your clothes off. Don't make me repeat myself again!" I said suddenly angry at him for hesitating.

Then I watched the old man undress. God! It was wonderful. I feel a surge of pure power surge through my body as the old man pulled his shirt off exposing his gray haired broad chest. I smiled at his nipples. They were tiny. It was only at the moment that I realized that the old man was straight.

"You married?" I asked as he pulled down his pants. He was wearing white jockey shorts.

"Was. I'm divorced." The old man answered as he grabbed the waist band of his jockey shorts. He hesitated.

"Take them off. I want to see you dick." I found myself saying.

"Look, I not gay. Just let me go and I'll forget all about this." The old man said as he gave me a pleading look.

"When is the last time you fuck a women?" I asked him.

"Ah...three day ago. I know this widow that lives in Coral Ridge Towers. We get to gather one or twice a week." The old man said suddenly seeming in a talkative mood.

"Do you just fuck her or do you and her have oral sex?" I asked as I could feel my monster dick swelling up inside my pants.

"No we do both. She likes for me to eat her pussy while she suck my dick." The old man let go of the waist band of his jockey shorts. "Look just let me go and I will not report you to the police."

I shoved the Colt with in an inch of his face. "Take the off!" I ordered.

Panic flashed across the burly old man's face as he reached down and grabbed his jockey shorts and jerked them down.

I smiled at what I saw. His short thick circumcised dick was beautiful as was his nice watery balls all covered with gray pubic hair. I couldn't stop myself from reaching over and touching his dick.

"You ever had your dick sucked my another man?" I asked.

"I said I wasn't a fag... I mean gay." The old man said with a sudden flare of anger. "I didn't mean an offense." The old man added quickly.

"Do you think I'm good looking?" I suddenly asked. "And don't lie." I waved the Colt in front of his face.

"Maybe... maybe once... ah before the scar." The old man said truthfully.

I smiled. "I was before the accident." I took a took a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh. Then I leaned forward toward the old man. "Kiss me." I ordered.

"Please. I can't kiss another man." The old man pleaded. "I just can't."

I put the Colt in front of his face. "I'm going to ask you one more time." I lowered the Colt. "Kiss me." I ordered again.

I got a perverse pleasure seeing the anguish on the old straight man's face as he leaned toward me. Just before our lips touched he closed his eyes and shuddered. Then our lips met. He started to pull away but I grabbed him behind the head with my free hand and held him. Then I as I pushed the barrel of the Colt into his ribs again, I forced my tongue into the old straight man's mouth.

He shuddered as my tongue entered his mouth. He didn't respond. His tongue didn't move. But I kissed him with passion! My tongue made love to his mouth. And he slowly responded in spite of himself. His tongue moved a little. Then as I kissed him with all the skill I had learned in my 67 years, he started returning my kiss almost passionately.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" I said when I broke our embrace. I leaned forward and kissed him on the right cheek. "You are very handsome." I told him.

"Please just let me go... "

"Don't!" I said sharply as I lifted the Colt.

The old man fell silent ad I pulled off my shirt. He eyed me like a frog eying a snake as I slipped off my pants. Then as I stared in his big green eyes, I pulled down my under shorts with a quick jerk of my hand causing my huge dick to flop out like some thick snake.

"Take hold of my dick and play with it." I ordered.

Just knowing that the old man had probably never touched another man's dick send shock waves through me when he reached over and awkwardly garbed my huge soft dick.

"I never seen a man with an uncircumcised cock before." The old man said as he slowly pulled my foreskin back until it wouldn't retract any farther exposing my old dick head. "I mean not in person. Have only seen pictures." Without any urging from me he started jacking my dick. "You ever fucked a woman with this?"

"No but lots of men." I answered.

"I... I don't see how they could take something so big!" He exclaimed.

"Well you are going to find out in a minute." I said