My current gf is 26, I'm 41. We met almost 2 yrs ago.
We'd only been hooking up for about a month when she asked me if I would attend a wedding with her. She and her ex were both in the wedding party and she desperately didn't want to be there alone. So I agreed.
We had to arrive a couple days early for wedding party routines. I met everyone the first night, including the ex. He looked like a younger version of myself... cocky too.
I got invited to play golf with all the men the next day. The wedding was to be at the golf course... so we'd play 18 holes, clean up, have some drinks and be ready for the rehearsal there that evening.
All day, the cocksucker ex kept making small jabs at my age. I just laughed it off and ribbed him back. Kicked his ass at golf too. But it was obvious it had gotten under his skin that his ex had moved on so quickly and with a man 15 yrs his and her senior.
After golf, we went into the locker room to shower and change into our clothes for the rehearsal. The cocky shit was quick (I think the first) to strip completely down and stood there boldly chatting his ass off with his hands on his hips as if to present his 5 - 5.5 inch dick to the room as something to be admired.
Truly, he was a well built and attractive dude... but his youthfulness got the best of him that day. I honestly couldnt help but smirk as I pulled down my shorts to reveal that I had at least 2 inches on him soft.... not to mention a girth that made his dick look like a vienna sausage.
I just pointed and asked, "Showers this way?" and proceed to do the walk... you know, the one where you put just a little extra hip into every step... making that cock slap side to side as I slide past him. I like to think the thud of my cock hitting against my thighs as I made that slow stride across the room still keeps him up at night. Hahahaha.
Not quite out of earshot, as I walked into the shower I could overhear the groom chuckle and say "Well, I guess that answers THAT question, buddy."
The "Shut the fuck up" response was all I needed to hear to know I'd effectively done my job that weekend.