When they arrived at Grant's the inevitable beers were poured. Grant looked at Arnold. "Tell me exactly what this is. I might want one!" How could Arnold tell him. If he didn't Arnold could keep his finger on that button and with the dial on "10". Arnold did not know what might happen. He drank one beer straight down and then poured another. "OK" he said, "I'll tell you". Ten minutes later, he had related the entire story to Grant, who did not believe one word. In desperation, Arnold dropped his trousers and took off his underpants. Grant was speechless. "I'd like to get a closer look. Come under the light". Arnold moved over to the center of the room under the light, close to the dining room table. Before he knew what had happened, Grant had forced him so his chest was on the table. Grant took off his own trousers and underpants, and was handling a massive erection. He pulled out the egg, quickly entered Arnold's vagina, and gave him a most complete rogering. This time the orgasm was quite different. Grant was rough. None the less Arnold enjoyed it, but he wished he had been home with Jackie.