Since my Grandma passed away my Grandpa lived in the house alone and I got into the habit of visiting him once a week on a Saturday afternoon and basically sat with him and watch the wrestling. He was quite a fan of the old time stuff and I didnt mind it myself. We used to innocently play wrestle when I was a teen and when he brought up the memory it sent a bolt through me ! I just blurted out we should do it again and he said come on them . We sort of fumbled away and pretend to do all the moves but it just really turned me on . As the weeks went on it progressed to him in his long john's and me in my boxers . Nothing really explicit happened but lots of rubbing, headlocks , and scissors and crotches in faces that could have turned into mutal 69 ( but didnt ) : his long John longs opened sometimes and my face muzzled his cock . We both got turned and both got raging boners but seem to pretend that nothing happen. In our minds we we were both adults ( I was 30 ) so it just seemed normal .