I like putz, always have. The fact is, I love pussy and have been living the hetero life since that interest became outstanding in my subsequently teen years. for sure, I messed around with other boys like a lot of us do, but when I got the girl bug - plus sociable atmospheric pressure in the back of my psyche - it 's been T & A for me. There 's nothing like a warm, close, slippery vagina to make the stiff cock happy, and to eventually pee-pee it fulfil by pumping in a consignment of hot cum.

But I do remember those times with my buddies well, and I found something hot about each of my admirer. The boy who introduced me to it was quite small, though we were both ten age old. He went about 2 1/2 '' hard, I was about 4 1/2 '', and we both had tend pratfall. We were both pre-pubescent but he showed me that it can feel commodity and be fun. My neighbor and I got involved a twosome of long time later, he was very handsome, with dainty cutis colour and keen proportions. He was smaller, being two geezerhood younger, but developing nicely, and we would ball up each other and finish off with a helping hand job. I liked feeling him throb in my hand when he shot his cream all over his stomach. One other friend my age was built like me, the middling 6+ by two, and we did try sucking to orgasm, which was outstanding fun but we decided that the taste was a turn-off.

My life now is not only hetro, it 's monogamous and celebate. After almost 40 years of sex, it 's just getting to be more trouble than it 's worth. She 'll give me a script job once in a while, but mostly I 'm on my own. Of course, this means porn sites are a basic. After some clock time at this, I realized that I really, really like seeing men climax. Whether it 's a throbbing cock pumping its load into a pussy or squirting on a babe 's face or tits, it 's inspiring. One of the sights I like best is a man dropping his warhead on another man 's stiff dick.

I miss the cuddling up naked almost as much as the climax. And I miss having person else desire me.

My masturbation usually involves reading a sex narration or two, then watching progressively blistering moving-picture show clips and finishing off on a scene that I found the hottest during that session. Sometimes I 'd take pictures of myself, sometimes I 'd lay in the tub and piss myself, sometimes I 'd finger my ass, but mostly it was the stories and incite shorts that bring me off. I also developed a sex toy from a credit card container, foam liner and a plastic bag with lubricating substance in it. This is not as good as real pussy but does feel pretty secure on a hot, steamy cock.

So one day I did a search on `` phallus pictures '' or some such, and discovered cock moving picture sharing web site. I lurked for a while, but one night after a couple of beers I signed up and uploaded some pictures. The crowd was pretty social, and the former men were quick to complement each other on their tools. I found some that were especially hot, and I added them to my darling. Mostly these pet were heterosexual shafts, cut, though a foreskin that shows off the head beneath is a bend on for me. I confess an attraction for pocket-sized, well proportioned men, probably because I remember my saccade boy friend fondly. A nicely shaped stiff cock makes me intemperate, no issue the size.

One member, in a personal subject matter, took me by surprise. He admitted he had a thing for older men with big cocks, admired my pecker, and said that he 'd very much like to draw it. This was individual that I made hot, which is something that has n't happened to me in a patch. I looked him up and found that he was very nicely built, but had to tell apart him as kindly as I could that I was n't looking for an social occasion. Just the same, his straight, smooth shaft with lightly bumpy texture and well proportioned head was giving me a hard-on, and I found myself rubbing one out looking at his pictures. i studied the grain of his shaft skin, and imagined wrapping my hand around it and slowly sliding it up and down the tight rod. My resource supplied the grain and throb ; I started rubbing him faster in my mind and was rewarded with the image of a shot of cum out his hot head. With that, I shot my own payload looking at a scene of him handling his operose rooster, and wished that I could really be doing that to him.

That made me close my eyes and almost lost my balance, but after I came back down I took one last feeling at his photos and called it a night. I scooped up my jism and headed for the toilet to clean up. I was pondering this young man 's admiration of my cock, and resolved to sustain any relationship on the characterization site at a length. Over the next day or two, the gaud of soul getting hot looking at picture of my peter wore off some, but the idea was still intriguing. Did early guy cable get excited looking at my pictures ? I started poking around the site 's characteristic, and found I could see who tagged me as a favorite, and checked them out. I also checked all my mental picture for comments, and found most of them were the Lapp guys who listed me as favorites.

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