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I have a regular fuckbuddy with a PA. The sensation is different but I enjoy it. He likes to double penetrate me with a friend of his who doesn't have a PA. It's very intense and I tend to needs a few says break from anal afterwards to recover.

When I was younger I always preferred older tops. Now that I am 60, I love younger tops with lots of stamina, who thoroughly use dad as a fucking slut. I get off on younger guys wearing out my hole and making me wince for days afterward when I sit down or walk...That involuntary grimace a guy and his dong gave me as a souvenir and that acts as a constant reminder of me being completely and totally fucked. That uncontrollable pained facial expression that everyone who interacts with me sees, because a hard cock young enough to belong to a son or grandson totally fucked me with reckless abandon because it needed a hole to use and nut inside of. Me feeling compelled to make an excuse like having pulled a muscle in my lower back because others see me frequently wince and there is no way I can tell them the real reason why.

I have a master that advertises me as available on various breeding and sex websites. I get the occasional random text from strangers asking if I am available. My master tells these guys to tell me he sent them. This way I know he has pimped me out and I will allow them to breed me.

I prefer younger tops. They have better energy and can fuck rougher.

I'm into any age fuckn me but I do enjoy the younger guys pounding n breeding me

Exactly like I want to be used

They totally turned him out.

From a very early age, my mind always leaned towards kink. I was too young to know what kink was, just that it sparked something deep inside. At around 5, I convinced my neighbor (same age) to piss his pants. We also played with each other’s dicks. At about 11, I was letting other neighborhood boys suck my dick. After puberty, I began using household items to fuck myself as I jacked off. Weekend sleepovers at my school friend’s houses, we would get each other off. I typically would swipe their dirty underwear and bring it home. I would sniff and put them in my mouth while I jacked off. When I was ready to cum, I’d shoot into the underwear. After many uses, I’d return the underwear to their rightful owner. I suppose what the average person considers kink, I consider normal. My idea of real kink has definitely progressed to the more extreme.

With me it was my actual dad who started getting interest in me when I was a younger lad and I noticed that. And schortly after that the opportunity can for him when he caught me jerking off while I was liying on my back reaading a comic book. He used that moment to the max..... and it was insanly horny.

I prefer mostly younger guys, especially on the rare occasions I bottom. Having a younger stud using me for his pleasure makes me crave his younger load even more. I find young men fucking older men extremely sexy. I love videos where the younger son fucks and breeds his father. Ultimate family bonding.

I love slings more than anything else, but just had a friend convert his to a table (let down). I think it is for camera angles. Oh well.

As a general rule, I prefer naturally smooth or at least neatly trimmed pubes, when it comes to using a submissive bottom. On the other hand, if I am with a masculine top, I find his body hair a stimulant. I do have a thing for guys who are naturally smooth, but have hairy legs and a treasure trail.

Great, thank you. I've been a member for years and never understood how i get access. I have reading issues, so glad i stumbled upon this post. TY!

Flashback to my teens.

I believe a beautiful cock is a beautiful cock, regardless if cut or not. Growing up, everyone I knew was cut. It wasn’t until college I had my first encounter with uncut. I still find that extra skin so sexy.

Hey guys will be there in the coming weeks. Looking to split my visit between a couple of cumdump friendly hotels that are nice enough to sleep at and don’t require keycards for lift. I know about St Giles but don’t want that one. Was looking at Bankside, Ambassadors (looks like it is now the Memoirs Club), or the Marriott Marble Arch. Anyplace to recommend in Southwark near the Tate? Thanks for any suggestions.

Hello beautiful, Just waiting for dinner to cook, so I’m sending through a quick message. Suf came over today for lunch, and it was really nice. I’m glad we’ve been sending voice memos to each other over the past few days because his voice—and now his presence—felt familiar and comforting. After lunch, we cuddled in bed. He’s a really good cuddler, much better than most guys I’ve met. He squeezes me tight, and I could feel a lot of warmth radiating between us—and I don’t just mean body heat. We talked about life in general, and I realised he reminds me a lot of Phil in one specific way: he doesn’t ask too many questions to get to know me. Instead, we just lay in the silence, which was nice in its own way. Most of the time, I’m the one asking questions to get to know him, or I’ll share stories about myself. Here’s a little theory I’ve been sitting with—flimsy, but it helps make sense of things for now. I think both Suf and Phil are still trying to find themselves, and because of that, they don’t yet have the container to fully hold someone else. Maybe that’s why they’re not that curious about getting to know me deeply. They’ve both just come out of long-term relationships, and they’ve both made it clear they’re not looking for a partner right now. So perhaps, in their minds, there’s no need to dig deeper. I don’t know. It’s just a working theory. We ended up kissing too—holding each other’s dick—but we didn’t go any further than that. I’m not sure I want to go further physically with Suf. I don’t want him to become another friend with benefits because I feel like our dynamic might shift if we head down that path. He told me to promise that I’d let him know if my feelings for him change, and I agreed. That moment made me realise that Phil and I never had a conversation like that. We knew there was a possibility of something more, but we never actually discussed checking in with each other or setting emotional guardrails. I guess we should’ve done that sooner. So, where do I go from here with Suf? I think I’ll continue being his friend. Right now, he’s taking up a lot of my emotional bandwidth, but not in a romantic way. It’s more of a let’s-see-where-this-goes sort of thing. I’m just going with the flow. And to be honest, I want to build a real friendship with him before I even think about diving back into dating. What we’re building right now feels special, and I don’t have the time or energy for anyone else—and that’s okay. I’m doing alright, buddy. I hope you are too. Chat soon xx