HardaddyMA

GAWD YAH!  Got my old boner hard and drippin here - so far this story reminds me of the 'dungeon' I used to have in New Jersey in the 80's..... slings, glory holes, fuck bench, etc and I lived 5 blocks from the biggest porn vid store in downtown New Brunswick!  Keep the story goin dude and give us more reasons to shoot our hot nasty loads!

NICE! It got my bone up enuff to want more! Please!!!!

...one of the first real 'bottoms' I took under my wing was a 28 yr old guy with an average-sized cut cock, but the piss slit was tiny in proportion, and it didn't help that my 7 incher had a huge gapin piss-slot in comparison.  One Saturday we were out camping over-nite in the woods   We brought along two cases of cheap beer and were getting drunk by the campfire. 

We were well into the second case and I was about to introduce 'Wallie' to water sports, when he gets a look at my flarin piss-hole in the campfire light and he starts complainin about how its so damn hard for him to piss and he wished he had a big piss--hole. As much fun as it was to watch him piss high into the air and the tortured look on his face as his tiny piss-hole couldn't keep up with his beer-bustin blader, I got wicked turn on by the idea of openin that boy's piss-hole somehow.

After several hot beer-campin weekends, Wallie suggested that it might work if I took a large safety pin (which we were playin with at the time) get it red-hot and basically cauterize that little flap of skin that  was narrowin the flow right at the tip...... I got super turned on by the idea and we decided we would get really fucked up, I would tie Wallie out spread-eagle on the ground, gag and blindfold him and as crazy as it sounds we did it!  It was one of the hottest S/m relationships I had ever had and we really helped each other explore our S/m selves. 

I have one brother who lives with his lover in Florida and about ten years ago we found out that one of my DAD's brothers (who we had not heard from in 15 years) died and left his estate to his long-time partner, another man. 

My first (of many) trophies was taken on one of the first nights I spent 5 hours fucking my way around a new bath house in Minneapolis in the early 80's.  I went into the room of this incredible plump blond bottom boy who had a magical ass that I was able to ride for over an hour before shooting my first load (I was in my early 30's at the time).  We took a break, smoked some pot, drank some beer and started to go for round two, and my cock took a little longer to get to its full fat 7 inches.....

So my blond chub pulls a simple, leather 3-snap cock-ring out of his toy bag, wraps it round my cock and balls and I was stiff as a baseball bat again and back to fuckin him like there was no tomorrow.   The second load took another hour of hard hot sweaty fuckin to deliver.  I passed out at that point and we slept curled up together for a while.

When I awoke, he was down the hall in the shower and I was ready to head home. So I went back to my locker, retrieved my clothes and went home happy and exhausted.  When I woke up in the morning in my own bed, I found I was hard again with that little ring of leather round my cock and balls.  I wore that cock-ring for the next 8 months, every other weekend at the baths and fucked probably 100 men wearing that badge of honor!

Humiliating a bottom is more about figuring out what is in them that they are ashamed of, in denial about or playing on the needs and desires and fantasies they have shared with you as a TOP.  Perhaps the way to humiliate a bottom who craves your piss is to deny him the pleasure, taunt him about his cravings and sick needs and if possible to do it in front of others.

everyone can be made to feel humiliated about something, if a TOP is creative, a good listener and relentless...  Hope that helps....

A furious five minute hike had us both at Glenn's grad Apt building front door and running up the steps to the third floor. It was a cramped studio apartment with two adult-sized bunk beds (stacked one on the other) in the corner of the dark room, next to a tiny kitchen and a combo table/desk in front of the curtained window. As Glenn took off his coat, one could hear the coming and going of students outside in the street, heading to bars to get drunk before the big football game tomnorrow. Glenn quiclkly turned on the bathroom light which cast stark shadows across the neat, sparcely furnished room.

"My roommate went home to Cleveland for the weekend, he's not into football." Glenn explained as he took 2 beers out of the frig. The bright light from inside the frig lit up Glenn's intense, curly red hair and the sweat that was still beaded on his pale forehead. I took the open beer and took a large swig of the cold foamy brew..and keeping a large swallow of the beer in my mouth I grabbed him by the back of the head, pressed my wet lips to his and started to kiss him hard, slowly working my tongue into his lips, finally feeding him the first sips of my beer. He reacted by tensing up, but did not pull away, AS I had his head and chest firmly pressed up against the wall.

I quickly had his shirt unbuttoned and slid my hands up under his t-shirt to find his warm, soft nipples. He tensed again as my cold hands grabbed his tender flesh and I felt his crotch move gently forward for the first time as he rubbed his obviously hardening cock on my thigh through his pants. In what seemed like a flash, I soon had my right hand un-buckling his slim belt and un-doing the button on the top of his jeans. Still kissing him furiously, my left hand quickly slid in behind, not letting him move away from the wall, but in one motion shoving my hand down and grabbing his chilly but fuzzy right ass-cheek. He moaned and wiggled on the wall as I pulled his ass-cheek and massaged it like warm bread-dough. His crotch was still covered, but I could feel his cock getting harder and more pronounced.

With my right hand, I slowly pushed Glenn down onto his knees, and told him to get my cock out of my pants and get to work on it... His cold hands fumbled with my belt and zipper, and I could hear the frustration and need in his grunts and moans as he finally pulled down the zipper and yanked down my briefs in one quick motion. my fat 7 incher bounced out and up quickly, and the head was already soaked with a huge pearl of clear pre-cum which only took Glenn a second to get down his throat.... the moans and vibrations of his pleasure at finally having my hot cock right where he wanted it made him wiggle and squirm at my feet and soon had my fat balls trembling in anticipation...

but I did not get this guy back to his room for a quick bj. So as I was getting closer and closer as his head flew up and down on my hard cock faster and in more desperation for my cum, I had to finally grabbed his ears and pull him up by his head off my spit-drippin cock and kiss him again, just to put a brake on the huge load of cum that was roiling up in my balls.

With one quick and seemless motion, I grabbed Glenn by the shoulders, pulled him up while I was pulling his pants down and he was grabbing his shoes to slide off while I was pushing him back onto the lower bunkbed deep in the shadows. I ripped open my shirt and pushed my pants down to my ankles, still wearing my shoes as I crawled up on him, cock to cock and my hands wrapped round his gorgeous head and shoving my tongue in as hard and deep as I had ever done with anyone in my life. As my body covered him like a blanket, I wanted to eat this man, gobble up his flesh and every drop of his sweat and other man-juices, his hunger made me so much more aggressive and needing to use him more than I had ever felt with a man before..

His need for me and my cock got both of us soo hard and drippin that all that red-fuzzy bush in Glenn's crotch glisened in the dim bathroom light across the room when I rolled to one side to just kiss and hug and drink this hot man in with all my senses. As I slowly kissed him, chewing his ears and nipples and armpits, he slowly and without effort pulled his pants and shirts off, soon laying naked next to me, save his dark sox. He leaned forward and almost reverently took my cock into his warm wet adoring lips again and slowly milked my hard cock, gently rocking back and forth in this awkward pose, as I soon had my spit-lubed middle finger rubbing up and down his fuzzy, sweaty ass-crack still hidden from my view. The deeper and the more intense my finger worked his small hole. the deeper he took my cock down his throat and the more verbal and physical became his response.

Soon he had my cock in one of his hands as he stroked and slicked and sucked and nibbled on my huge swollen cock-head. No man had ever made my cock this hard, kept my cum from blowing so skillfully and had brought out every ounce of sex-need that was locked within all parts of my now aching flesh.

Then, in one second, Glenn rolled over, opened the top drawer in the night-stand next to the bed and pulled out a small jar of vasilone that was half-empty. Pulling out a huge wad of petrolium jelly on one finger and rubbing it up and down on my now-so-hard cock, I realized I was finally gonna fuck a guy and from the looks of it, it would be a fuck to remember@!

DAD is currently working up (un-medicated POZ-load) #4 for a crazy cam-faggot on Manhunt called VisitHotelGloryHole who promises to take all four loads and lube up his biggest dildo and shove it up his ass while DAD watches on webcam.. and DAD is doingthis while chatting with a sub who DAD has already posted a fictional account on here of our meeting and me pozzing him... he is telling DAD about how, as a kid, he used to steal his REAL DAD's dirty undies, sleep in them and smell em all nite....

Long-Distance POZ Affair

Part TWO

Well it's been six weeks since DAD got that incredible 'fantasy email' of submission and mutual seduction from 'Jimmy' and dozens of emails, webchats twice a week and several phone calls have not lessened the enthusiasm or excitement that we both seem to share as we get to know eachother more intimately and DAD has a chance to get into this 'new' sub's head space and figure out what made him tick.. Seems as though he had a pretty normal childhood and early adult life, with a couple of jerk-off buddies in high school and one weekend fling with a college roommate that was probably more about too much pot and beer and two young, naive, horny young men still refining their social skills...

Without giving DAD a lot of intimate details, Jimmy said that making out with his roommate, sucking eachother's cocks and clumsy attempts on both sides to fuck eachother were equal parts hot impulsive sex, awkward attempts at affection and embarrassing inexperience, which left both Jimmy and his roommate exhausted, confused, frustrated; and from the sounds of it, there was no further attempts at mutual sexual pleasure or any reference to this 'lost weekend' they had shared for the rest of the two years they roomed together.

Jimmy would not say if he had a crush on his roommie or if he had any other sexual experiences in college. DAD's sexual expliots in college were extremely different. Teen-aged sexual adventures with my friends and neighbors, all of them my age, kept DAD very busy and by college DAD had a really good idea of when and where shoving his cock in a mouth felt good and there seemed to be no shortage of guys who wanted DAD's cock - even better after that first college fuck experience.

The start of DAD's sophmore year DAD found a hot cruising area of woods and paths down by the river on the edge of campus. On a chilly October Friday nite before a classic football rivalry game, DAD met a tall, slender, freckled red-head with blue eyes that could melt ice. 'Glenn' was sucking on DAD's 7 incher right there on the trail next to the river within 5 minutes of first eye contact.

Glenn would grab DAD's thighs, pulling that hard cock deeper through those hot supple lips and down his throat, while DAD's hands soon went to the back of Glenn's curly red-head and slowly started fucking his skull as both of us were moaning and shaking with intense sexual satisfaction that only fed more craving and need...After what seemed like a forever of this hot back and forth, DAD finally grabbed Glenn's head tight and held him down on that fat swollen cock for all he was worth. Glenn's gaggin only turned DAD on more and his gasps for air only made DAD's need to rape this man's throat all the more profound. The crisp October air, the chance of being seen by someone coming down the path as the darkness quickly enfolded them made this sex-exchange all the more powerful.

Then, in one swift, sure motion, Glenn pulled his head off DAD's cock, spit flying in all directions, jumped to his feet and grabbed DAD by the lapels of his jacket. Staring deep into DAD's eyes, Glenn's nostrils flared and he struggled to catch his breath. His pale freckled face was bright red and there were tiny beads of sweat on his forehead even as his lips still glistened with spit in the fading light. For a half-second DAD was afraid Glenn was about to take a swing at him. Finally Glenn took a slow deep breath and pulling DAD closer to his face whispered, "You want to come back to my place and fuck me with that??"

Continued...

Part ONE

It's been almost two years since I found Chuck, a willing bottom who wanted much more than just the usual jerk-off POZ-fantasy relationship, and after three months of twice a week fucking, Chuck was happily complaining of the worst case of flu in his life... and it was August!! But after he got what he wanted from me he soon moved on to other hot cocks.

So, when I received an e-mail a few weeks ago from a hot cub on SilverDaddies telling me he 'liked my profile and really wanted to chat', I just thought how nice, but didn't think a lot about where it would lead. The Cub is in his late 40s, a good looking man, with just enough shape to get my attention. Unfortunately our initial attempts at chat were not promising. He seemed genuinely interested in exploring his submissive side, but the fact that he had just ended a 14 year relationship and was out of the country on business kept me wondering how serious he was.

After a week of five minute chats and a few 'How are you?' e-mail exchanges, we finally got the chance to have a good conversation. He had obviously studied my profile where I talk about my willingness to help a bottom discover, understand and finally celebrate the submissive hiding within and he was full of questions, which convinced me he was serious about seeing where a connection could go between us. Only at the end of our chat did I bring-up a point that is in my profile, namely, that I was POZ and only raw-fucked my trainees.

He responded with some cryptic answer that "He understood my situation and was concerned," but really said very little. As we were winding down our chat he suggested I give him an assignment that he could complete to demonstrate his intentions, and upon completion he said he would e-mail me describing how he had followed my instructions. I told him that was easy, that he should sit down and write out what his fantasy of what our first real-time meeting would be like. He jumped at the chance and happily agreed to begin. I told him I would be checking my e-mails that night before bed and that if he was serious there should be a detailed account of his hungers and fears awaiting me.

I got home late from work that night so it was well after midnight when I finally opened up his e-mail, I was in for quite a surprise! He detailed a incredible first submission scene that was leanly written, intense and very powerful. I was rock hard by the third sentence and he had written 13 hot paragraphs describing a tentative bottom who was being stripped of his illusions and fears and left naked, hard, sweating and hungry to be used.

As I got to the last graphs of his fantasy encounter, my cock was throbbing.

Eventually, you approach my hole with your cock, both lubed. I feel your cock start to press against my hole. After a bit, you work its way in. Extend it fully so that your balls are flush with my skin. I moan and you pause just for a second for things to relax. Then you start fucking me. Both of us fully aware of what is happening. After the appropriate amount of time, you cum completely inside of me. Eventually you remove your cock, using your finger to get any last remnants on your cock or around my asshole, and push the mains of your load into my hole.

Once completed, you then take a small butt plug, push it up my ass. Your desire is to keep your seed in my rectum as long as possible. You roll me over. Your cum in me, both of us naked, you look deep in my eyes and say "You are now becoming mine." And then you kiss, hold and rub me. We both know a transition is underway. Something special is taking place, and when complete, I will belong to you. "

Looks like this bottom and I have a lot to talk about. DAD will keep you updated on progress!

I chat with so many poz men who haven't really accepted the fact that they are POZ, let alone celebrate it or want to share their thoughts, feelings, experiences and fantasies on a site like this one.. is it just me or did other POZ-men have a hard time accepting the fact that they were POZ, let alone that there are multiple sites where it is celebrated and even sought out?

How long after your diagnosis did u really feel PROUD about being POZ??

I used to drive from western Mass to just past Syracuse NY (about 125 miles one way) to spend long weekends fuckin this hot kinky bottom named Ernie... he was a total fuck-pig and if he hadn't already been pozzed up before I met him he would have been after I left the first weekend...on average I think I used to plant ten fifteen loads in his hot hungry ass over and over and over in about 36 hours.. His ass-lips were like pure warm silk...and he could drink ur piss down with the best of 'em... sure miss Ernie, he was one hell of a fuck and a sweethart as well. RIP!!

FUCKIN' HOT!!! Just the barest outlines of lust, hunger, submission and total consumption... written just like a rough charcoal sketch capturing a powerful dominaiton/submission ballet! Please write more for us!

I hate to add a voice of irresponsibility to this thread on a site devoted to bug-chasing, but I have been goin off and back on my meds for the past several years, and the first 2 'med vacations' were actually under my doctor's supervision... I was off my meds for 18 months at one point and my CD4 never got below 250 and my viral load was well over 750,000. I have gone off my meds for one or 2 weeks at a time at least three times to make sure that when I fucked (willing and eager for IT) neg bottoms who seriously wanted my virus I "would get the job done"! And after 10 days off my meds I was successfully able to infect AT LEAST 2 of the 4 I played with.

I am convinced that even today, the meds they are giving us are still way too potent, especially when ur taking 3-4 drug combos. I have often skipped days taking my meds since they ALWAYS upset my stomach and as long as I take my meds faithfully for like 3 weeks before my bloodwork is drawn, I have been undetectable for the past 6 years.

I should add that I was most likely hiv-POZ for about 13 years before I was diagnosed, and the worst thing that I ever experienced was a case of shingles. I have NEVER had a CD4 lower than 235 which is where I was when I started taking meds 15 years ago.

AND I would not be suprised if for a lot of us long-term POZ guys who stay healthy, maybe we have a fantasy of someday being infected with a superstrain of AIDS and then we dont have to worry about takin our meds and we will know for sure that our seed is truly deadly.....

Different strokes for different folks... sorry for all who are offended...

KNOW THE TRUTH> and the TRUTH shall set u free!

HEY boi.. tell DADDY some more about urself and what sort of fantasies u r into sharing.... love live cam chats and giving boys email assignments...

So, when u say 'the tests came back neg', do u actually see a copy of the test results or is this just something they are telling you?? And my experience with other bottoms who have been playin it 'safe' is that once they have finally known the powerful experience of a true raw fuck, it gets to be more and more of a challenge to keep fuckin on the safe side.... but who knows, maybe you will have the strength to resist... if yo udo and if you are CERTAIN they are both neg buds, then I say go for it!

When it cums to chewin out a bottom's hole before stretchin it w/ my fat cut 7 inch throbber, I REALLY get hard and horny chewin a furry hole out and getin the fur in my teeth, so that when I kiss the bottom on the lips as his legs go up over my shoulders he can taste his own pussy-hole on my lips and chew his own ass-fur as I start to pound him.... sweat, piss, fur, ass-juice.. bring it on, it's all just a sex-drug for this TOP

HELL YAH.. just about the hottest way to fuck a gapin hole around... but it's not for a TOP or bottom who is in a hurry.. and it def helps to fist a bottom before u shove ur balls up in there as well... I used to use a 48" leather shoe lace wrapped round my ball sack rom the base of my cock so that my balls stood out about 2 inches when I was done.. not many pig-holes can handle it but it is FUCKING HEAVEN.. u NEVER want to shoot when u got a hold of a guy's hole that way! Poppers, weed and coke all make it much more fun

There is nothing more satisfying than an evening of hot hard long fucking w/ the boi's ass tied up in the sling and my cock and balls slappin him long, deep and hard. listening to him beg me for my nasty hot cum... THIS DAD lives out in the woods in a secluded cabin just so my neighbors cannot hear it when I have my cock balls-deep in a hungry, horny noisy, cum-beggin ass whose ONLY purpose in life at that moment is to please and serve and be TOTALLY used and filled and consumed by my COCK..... til the point where the edges of his hole and the surface of my cock are scaldingly molded into one consciousness.. the sound of my cum-screams and my balls blazin his ass should shake the ceiling beams, the 'cuming' of my bellows and howls should be just as strong and intense and profound as the physical orgasm we share....a quiet, non-verbal bottom is a real turn-off for THS DADDY.....and it really feels as though the louder and longer and more deeply DAD can scream and bellow and howl the more profound, complete and consuming is the rest of the orgasmic experince for the rest of my flesh!

“So you think you need to know what happens now, boy? Now that DAD has FINALLY shoved this POZ-ROD deep in your ass! How long have you been dreamin about this night? Three months? Four? All that time you have been sitting at home late at night on-line jerking-off, watching DADDY stroking THIS on the webcam? Craving it like you have NEVER needed or wanted anything in your life? You should have seen the huge smile on your face-pig when that first hot load of POZ exploded in your hungry, bloody ass!

Look at you. Kneeling here naked, your hair and beard smelling of spit and sweat and DADDY-piss, your nips hot, raw, pink and swollen so pretty. And you told DADDY you didn’t think you were into nip-play? Guess DADDY is gonna have to spank you again for lying about how much of a fuck-monkey you turned into when DADDY got your ass up in the sling, shoved your dirty jock-strap in your mouth soaked in poppers, and DADDY grabbed those hot pig-boy nips hard; your hairy cub-thighs up on DADDY’s broad shoulders while THE COCK worked its magic on your tight neg boy-hole!

So what happens next? DADDY is gonna throw you out in about ten minutes and your gonna drive home to your wife tonight with that new buttplug up your bloody and Poz-injected ass and hope you can get in the door and into the shower before she gets a whiff of the sweat and piss and man-sex all over you, and hope she doesn’t get a look at your beet-red ass and gaping fuck-hole. Then you're gonna crawl into bed, your twitching hole and your sore tits are just gonna turn you on again. You're gonna lay there wide awake, hard as an 18 year old boy, and ask yourself what happened? How in the hell did a perfectly respectable 50 year old married man with two kids end up like this?

How the hell did you become a crazy fool for a DADDY-bear’s POZ-cock and wanting only to be his complete slave? Is that what you really are? After taking all this time to build up the courage to face the fact that you are nothing but a cock-hungry pig, only happy when you are on your hands and knees, naked, sore, soaked in man-piss and spit on, licking DADDY’s boots and finally trained to drink my piss. How are you ever gonna go back to your boring, empty, meaningless existence? You haven’t felt this alive since the first time you jerked off at age 14, have you?

So now you're gonna go back home and even before you get back to your front door you're gonna wish you had never left. You're gonna lay awake at night and wonder if DADDY’s nasty seed is doing its magic in your blood and turning you into that kinky fuck-pig you know you are, deep down inside, ever since the first day you saw another guy’s cock. By tomorrow you will have sent DADDY four e-mails begging for more!

It will seem like forever, but someday soon you are gonna be right back here, naked, soaked in piss and sweat, sore ass and tits and abused cock and balls and you will beg DADDY to train you, use and finish the job of taking away all the doubts and illusions about who you really are. You will be tied up and spanked, taught to suck cock for hours on end, and drink every damn drop of DADDY’s nasty man-piss and not dribble it all over the floor like you did tonight. You will know the pleasure of being just a pair of holes and a body for DADDY's total use. You will finally know what it means to be an owned-slave who exists ONLY to have his body, mind and spirit used for a MASTER’s dark, intense, greedy pleasure. Your tits will be the size of wax beans and your balls will be stretched so far you're gonna be afraid they will fall off.

In a few weeks, when the fuck flu finally claims you, that evil fire in your flesh, that sickly fever, burns the last doubts out of you are anything but DADDY’s Poz-pig, you will crawl back for more. More fucking, more abuse, more humiliation and training to keep DADDY happy. That’s what’s gonna happen boy. That’s where you are headed now that DADDY has finally gotten those Poz-loads in your guts to match the infection in your mind, the bug of your complete submission. It’s a little late to ask now if you are ready. It's only a question of if you are finally ready to accept your fate.”

TANTRIC SEX AND EXTRA-LONG FUCK-SESSIONS

Obviously the overwhelming emphasis on this site is getting and giving hot loads of Poz-cum, and all the joys, pleasures and adventures that this quest entails. But this DADDY-bear is wondering how many TOPS (or bottoms for that matter) have ever experienced Tantric sexual pleasure, or the art and science of delayed orgasm by prolonging the joys and intense pleasure of fucking while not giving up that sacred seed?

I kinda stumbled on it with some really incredible bottoms that just could not get fucked enough. After doing some reading and lots of practice, and with the help of poppers, weed, leather-bound cock and balls and learning to slow down and even stop fucking to just a very slow push, I was able to maintain my hard-on easily for an hour or more, and actually have the physical feelings and electric rush of having an orgasm without actually ejaculating my cum! It was ALL of the joy physical, mental and emotional satisfaction of blowing a load w/out losing one drop!

Over time I was able to perfect this technique and literally fuck all nite long, maintaining my rock-hard cock, fuck multiple times without giving up a drop of my cum. This was something I could still do even late in my 40’s. When I did FINALLY shoot my load it felt like I was shooting a gallon of cum. Orgasm was so intense that it felt like I was shooting out the lining of my urethra along with my cum! They would be orgasms that would all but stop ur heart they were so intense!! The lucky bottom on the receiving end would often shoot his own load w/out touching his cock from the impact of all that scalding hot cum on his prostate!

Is anyone else into this and if so, how did you learn to control your orgasm?? Tell us how it feels to fuck forever? How many bottoms could u fuck in a nite? HOw much cum did u finally shoot? Have any bottoms had this experience from the 'other end of THE STICK'??

This 'problem' is often the result of the anti-sexual, anti-pleasure culture so many of us have grown up with (and internalized w/ out knowing it) and still saturates our popular culture. Even though sexy big-titted women and mostly naked men are selling everything from cars to vacations to tooth-paste, we still live in an anti-sexual, anti-sensual world in many ways. And so few poeple are really comfortable with their bodies, what it looks like and how it works.

So, I much prefer to take the time with any new bottom I play with to get him connected to his body, with lots of kissing, touching, rubbing and in general getting him to relax and helping him become aware of how really good it feels when I lick his nipples or tickle his balls w/ a feather. We all need to take more time to get 'into our bodies' and into 'listening' to the signs and signals our sex-partner is sending us... I try very hard to get a boy to tell me how he is feeling. I have met several men who had a hard time vocallizing anything during foreplay, so I try to get him to moan and groan and give him signs with my breathing, my physical contact and my voice how much I enjoy it when I see his cock throb when I eat his ass or the deep inhale he makes when I stroke his cock nice and slow w/ spit all over it.

And for lots of guys who have quick suck/fuck encounters (both TOPS and bottoms), they are only interested in getting off, but my experience convinces me that it's worth taking the time to get comfortable, get some connection and really explore pleasure on more than the 'cock-mouth-ass' level. The satisfation of BOTH the top and the bottom makes it worth the investment of time and energy for me! Once we get a 'good connection' the stars are literally the limit to how profound and mutually satisfying an experience you can share with another man!

I was the oldest of 3 sons, (had 3 sisters as well) and I ALWAYS would try to sneak into the one bathroom in the house when I was young, (under age 10) pretending to have to pee to see my DAD get out of the shower! He had a beautiful uncut schlong that I would have loved to play w/. My first brother (2 1/2 yrs younger) and I slept in a double bed together for about 6 yrs, from age 12 to when I left home for college. My brother was taller and better built than I was and was on the freshman high school football team. When it got really hot in the summer and I couldn't sleep, I would eventually try and jerk off late at nite to relax. One nite my brother caught me and then had me jerk him off or he would tell our parents what I was doing! I had a fair-sized cock, but he had inherited DAD's fucking hot hose, so it was great to play with his cock and see how long I could jerk him before he finally shot a huge load all over both of us! I still remember the sharp, sweet, pungent scent of his cum on those hot summer nites! Eventually I got him to jerk me off as well, and I would rub my cock on his ass and cum as well. Looking back I can't believe my mother never noticed the cum stains all over the sheets and blankets!

My second brother was almost 8 years younger than me and by about age 9 he would try to catch me in the basement after school jerking off or out in the garage. He barely had any pubic hair and his little boy balls would hang really low in his silky smooth sack. He liked it when I would play w/ his cock and balls and I would take a little metal WORLD day calendar that you would flip and the numbers for the date would change. I would put it on the window sill over his bed on cold winter nites before we had dinner and then late at nite after I would get up to take a late nite piss I would take the ice-cold face of the calendar and press it onto his little boy-balls to wake him up!@ Then I would make him stroke me and lick the head of my cock til it was hard and then lay atop him and belly-fuck him, feeling his little cock and balls squirm around and wriggle under my cock til I shot my load on him. We would do this at least 2 nites a week. On the other nites I was rubbin my cock on my other brother's ass and shootin my loads.

Most of my cousins were not that good looking, but one cousin, Gary, was just a year younger than me and we would go to 'our boy's room' at our house whenever his family came over for family events, lock the door to keep our sisters out and read comic books. One thing led to another, and it didn't take me long to get him to show me his cock. I think the bet was my cock was bigger since I was older. Boy did I loose THAT bet! Even at age 14 he had a gorgeous 9 incher that was really wide about half-way down the shaft. It didn't take long for us to show eachother our jerk-off techniques, demonstrate them on eachother and we would try and suck eachother off as best we could to get them wet so we could jerk off better. We played w/ eachother at least 2-3 times a year til I graduated from high school.

But the hottest one was my uncle who was probably about 10 -12 years older than me. He had married my aunt and was a dairy farmer. When I was 7 years old I thought he was the most handsome man in the world!!! My brothers and sisters and I would spend our summers on his farm with my cousins from age 10 to 15! When I was really young he would put me up on the farm tractor seat with him and we would ride around the farm. I could feel his crotch rubbing on my little-boy ass and I was intoxicted by the smell of his sweat.. kind of like fresh-mown hay, sweet corn silage and a little cow manure thrown in!!! Nothing ever happened with him but looking back I knew in my heart when I was 7 years old that I was seriously into men.

This doesn't include the 4-5 school buddies I would give mutual bj's and jerk-off sessions w/ by the time I was 14! That's probably another post. So, as you may well guess, both my brothers ended up being gay, but we never did anything after I moved away to go to college. My first brother lives happily w/ his partner of 15 yrs and my youngest brother died of AIDS in 1995. There is just one more very vague memory I have about doing something strange and wonderful with another one of my uncles in the back of a large dark walk-in closet when I was about 8 years old and he was 17. Don't remember any of the details, but I do remember feeling very excited and ashamed and turned on by whatever we did!

LOVE workin the handle-end of a crochet needle down my cock... have done Q-Tips w/ lube on them when REALLY horned up!!! I would love to find a bottom who wants to be sounded while DADDY fucks ur ass up in my sling.. so DADDY can work the sound up and down in ur cock to the rhythm of THE FUCK.. the phillips-head screw-driver sounds a little extreme BUT would love to see it.. not sure how tasty gummie worms w/ neosporin on them would be, but what do I care, the bottom is gonna be eatin them!!! HDaddy