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We talk a lot about degradation. About being used. Dehumanised. Treated like an object. And it sounds brutal, filthy, even disturbing from the outside.But sometimes, being “just a hole” isn’t about being nothing. It’s about finally being enough — exactly as you are. Because in a world where we’re constantly expected to be more — more capable, more composed, more wanted, more worthy — there’s something intoxicating about being reduced to one thing:Use. No pressure to perform. No need to impress. Just skin, heat, wetness — and the raw satisfaction of knowing you’re being used because it feels good for him. It’s not about hating yourself. It’s about being so safe in your submission that you can disappear into it.To be used not in spite of who you are — but because giving him that pleasure makes you feel whole.Because when your body becomes his release… when you’re filled, fucked, dripping, ruined —you’re not worthless. You’re wanted. Intensely. Selfishly. Completely. I want your hand around my throat, your cock buried deep, and your voice in my ear growling that I’m just a hole for you to fuck. Because when you do, I stop thinking. Stop performing. And start feeling everything — raw and real and filthy. If you’ve ever felt this too.. like being used is the only time you stop overthinking — I want to hear it.

Hello beautiful bastard, Today, I was so sure I was going to drop my piano lessons. I could feel my body burning out from juggling too many things at once. I’d already found a new piano teacher—his name is Max—and I’d paid for the lesson in advance, so I couldn’t cancel. I figured I’d just go and see how it went. You never know, right? If he was really good, maybe I’d stick with it. And you know what? He was really good. What I liked about him was how professional he was from the start, and how quickly he assessed where I was at skill-wise. We worked on moving up and down the piano using pivoting fingers, and he was patient and kind throughout. He even managed to pack a lot into a 30-minute session, which left me feeling good about myself and actually excited to play piano when I got home. I think that’s a good sign. I still think about Nhan sometimes—my old piano teacher. I don’t feel bad about no longer being his student. I think he has a lot of great stuff to teach, but his style is more advanced, and I don’t think I’m in a place right now to fully absorb what he offers. I do plan to come back to him one day, whether that’s in Term 4 or even Term 1 of next year—because what he taught me stuck, and that really means something. So yeah, I’m still juggling a lot, but for the first time in a while, I’m actually enjoying it, buddy. I think my nervous system was just shocked by all the newness happening at once. Plus, I haven’t really had a weekend to myself in a while—it’s been pretty packed, including the one coming up. I think I just need a weekend for me. A quiet one. Just to breathe, to relax, and enjoy life at my own pace. Remember to be kind to yourself, yeah? Chat soon xx

TURNS ME ON, HAS ME HAS ND HIM A PIPE ASS UP AND I TAKE HIS RAW COCK AND CUMWHILE HE BLOWS CLOUDS AND CUMS IN MY HOLE AND I TASTE HIS CUM ASS TO MOUTH ROUTINE IS HIS THING AND I STILL ENJOY THE FUCK

I was out of town for this experience too. I was in another city just to visit a friend but the visit was over and I was in my car headed home when a fit 20 years younger than me otter (with abs) messages me on Grindr. This kind of event was just about as rare as the then president telling the truth, so I pulled over and parked and quickly messagedback. I get my second shock when he tells me that he wants to get high and roleplay father/son with me. That's a no brainer I thought. Of course! We plan to get a hotel room, so I turn back around and meet him there. He was going to be my son on the high school travelling baseball team and his team had just won the tournament they were playing. It was late, so we got a room for the night. We're chatting, getting ready for bed and my son asks if we could do something new like smoke a bowl and get high together? I've always been pretty conservative and had never done anything like that before. I really had no desire to, or did I think it was appropriate for an adult to do with his kid. I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but the next thing I know, my teenage son has me blowing clouds out of this weird looking water pipe thing. And go figure, it doesn't take long for me to realize that I liked it! lol I'm feeling new energy and starting to get warm when suddenly my son starts to kiss me. And take all our clothes off. He says we're gonna do some nekkid stuff too. It didn't take long for me to know that I liked this nekkid stuff too! He even blew one of those cloud thingies straight on my cock, if that don't beat all! And my teen boy did that just before he stuck his teen cock right in the old man's back door. Course we didn't have to worry about no rubbers or nothin'. Not like I was gonna get pregnant. lol Anyway, after we had played everything out, high from both drugs and what we did, it was nice to cuddle on the bed with clouds casually blowing by, stretching out this moment before you cant feel it it's stretched so thin. This sexy fine fit and freaky otter says to me: "By the way, I also have a twin brother." Wha?! 😃😃😃 "But he's straight" 😭😭😭 "But we still mess around with each other some times" 😈😈😈