Sunovabesh

Dude, I feel you. When I was 18, I had the same problem. I was always obligated to be the bottom bitch. I have a 6 inch cock, and most guys that were around me were size-queen assholes who wanted a porn fantasy that would never happen. It really made me feel like crap, and took me some time to get confidence to see if I could even get ass. However, I'm now 23 with a 49 year old marine boyfriend who loves being my bottom bitch. I went from sissy bottom twink to alpha young buck who makes older men fall into position. And it's amazing. I've talked to guys who are younger than me, and have the same issue. Hell, even have 1 inch cocks. And even with them, they became alphas. There's anal alphas, oral alphas, kink master, etc. You can do whatever you please. Just be confident and be comfortable with yourself. Though some pointer I'd advise are: go to the gym and learn to be funny. Do those 2 things, and guys will pay attention way easier, if you wanna begin somewhere.

For me, I was always kinda out. 5-ish-10-ish: Liked girls more than I liked boys (kinda) but I did try to kiss a boy at age 7. Got smacked for that shit...... Why is everyone calling me a sissy? 10-12: I might be gay, but, maybe it's just hormones..... Why do I wanna lick the pits of all my male teachers? 12-14: Mom, dad, I'm sorry to tell you, but you guys got a huge bill to pay from Charter on Demand - I'm gay as fuck, and I jerk off to Colby Keller a bit too much. 13-15: Gay. Gay. And Gay. Gay, Gay. I love being friends with girls in my ghetto-ass school. Gay, Gay. No, not many boys noticed, just knew I was a nice guy (Only wanted the teachers - Mature smells turned me on). 16: ..... wHY DOES THIS FEMALE INTRIGUE ME??????? 17-18: I guess into girls, guys and whatever is in between? But, then, why do I like gay porn so much?........ Wait, what's a strap-on? 18-19: Guys ain't shit. 19-20: Girls ain't shit. 20-22: What the fuck am I so I can tell mOTHER FUCKERS WHAT I AM!!! 23-now: Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it. I'm just pansexual. If y'all can suck my dick and bend over, good enough. Virgins/Young Folk: Wow! You don't look gay. Sexperts/Older Guys (Gay): Honey, you are flaming. Me: Fuck it. If they ask, I'll answer. If they don't know, well.... They finna know from how many jokes I can cram into an awkward situation. .... So, my answer is I'm out to every-god damn-body.

Eh, I'll throw it in there: Depends on how things go. For example, my BF is the bottom (mostly) in the relationship, and likes to be cleaned out before he gets fucked by me. However, for me, I don't care. I'm here to make my woman squirm. So, this is what I do - I kiss him, suck his nips, and get him in the mood. After playing with his cock or teasing his ass, I ask him if he wants to get fucked. If he says yes, but doesn't know, I ask does he feel comfortable. If he says no, then no hanky-panky. If he says "yes, but I don't know," I take that as my que to just focus on his pleasure. For me, I rather fuck my bottom and make them cum, even if it means for me to not get off, in order to remind my bottom that their pleasure matters too, and to have them look forward to bottom with me. Thus, this leads to the moment of judgment. If my bottom says he doesn't know, but wants to be fucked, I go on ahead and proceed. There, I rim him. If he's too dirty, then no. If he's clean but has a HORRIBLE odor to it, no. If he's clean but has some stank to him, I can proceed, but do so with caution. If he's clean and smells fine, then I don't give a fuck. This leads to the next trial. If he takes me rimming him, and seems to not expel the brown rocks, then I'll get some lube and finger his hole. Now, this is the key important part: If his turds are there, then I'm just fingering him a little, and leaving it at that (already in there, might as well). If there's not crap in there, but if I pull out and see some smelly mud on my fingers, then no, and not going back in. If all seems good, then we can move on to the next phase. So, if all seems good, I'll shove my schlong in there, and give him the good fuck he needs. Now, this is where a few other factors play in: Does the bottom feel comfortable? Do I feel some extra inches deep inside? Do I see something dirty? Are we in a room that can help clean him up? And most importantly, how close am I with this person? Now, all those concerns are valid, however, how important the person is to me is truly what I care about. If a stranger ain't clean, nah I'll just stop and wash myself off, and make them suck my dick. However, if I'm with someone dear to me (My BF), I'll let it slide a little. If too dirty, then NOPE. If he passed the tests and something happened, well, that's what soap is for. However, if he's so close to the edge and I notice a tiny bit, I'll just let it go. He's close, it's not that much, and I can just piss it out. Fuck it. Got medication just in case. However, this is where I'll say about my usual encounter. I do my tests, I get inside, and I pleasure my bottom. If he worries about being clean, but there's no sign of anything, I go on ahead and fuck that pussy. In technical means, he's "dirty" due to his insides not being clean, or having the time to clean. However, I don't see mud. So, it's all good. But, he only gets the Dick Suite VIP Resort. Others, don't know - don't care. But, this is the casual norm.

A man's anatomy never detracts something in the bedroom. It adds to it.

Bruh, a dick is a dick. Which means by federal law that it has the right to violate this mouth/ass. Plus, if long enough, I could tube up close to the ass and lick both at the same time. Depending on the length of the dick, of course. 2 Birds with 1 stone, if you ask me.

Equality only means more fun for everyone

Well, if I ask my girls so suck my cock after I fuck their pussy, it's only fair I suck a dude's cock after fucking mine. Why have cum in one hole, and when you can have cum in both?

Well, I may be a weird one, because I ask my bottoms beforehand if they want their dicks touched. If they say no, then, hey - less work for me. Just more time sucking on their tits, eating their holes and breeding their cunts. Love bottoms wanting to act like a woman in heat, or being so masculine that they don't need their cocks to have a good time. Either way, we're here to have fun - So take my babies and enjoy the ride!

3 Things cross my mind in this scenario: 1) I don't care about dick size, it's OUR time to fuck. So, I fuck my bottoms the way they prefer and want to be fucked. If it involves his dick, I'm cool with it. If not, don't matter. We're here to have fun and ruined colons. 2) If the bottom feels insecure about his dick, or means of mentioning it, I wanna sit down with him and remind him that he's still a man. Regardless of the porn-related ideologies or pseudo-science, he should never feel less of himself due to his size, ability with erections or whatever. He deserves to love himself, and feel that his body (regardless of parts) should be loved and cared for. 3) If the bottom GENUINELY is okay, and consents to me using such porn-related ideologies and pseudo-science all for the sake of "dirty talk" in order to have him wailing and squealing in pleasure, then by all means "YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES"! *IF YOU WANNA READ SEX STUFF, GO TO THE LOWER SECTION LABELED "SEX STUFF NOW"* In my personal experience, having a small dick is frowned upon. It's used as an insult, belittled by women who wanna take a jab at "masculinity," is used to slander gay men by gay men, and holds different meanings for different people. For some, having a dick in the first place doesn't matter to one bottom, while the other is severely insecure, due to never being respected and having to keep up a "tough" image to justify his existence. For my experience, I've been sexually neglected nearly ever since I began being sexual. It was always a chore. I never had an orgasm. Never had someone make me give a shit. I've been with slutty boys/Men and they all promised amazing sex. In the end, they all just were boring excuses for me to get away from studying. Tops were lazy, bottoms were selfish, etc. It wasn't until I started to say "no" to losers is when I started actually having fun in bed. Where I learned I like being a top, or being a bottom for someone who knows how to throw dick. For now, I feel confident, loved and feel great about my body. But, during those times of being neglected, I constantly made me feel so self-conscience about my body; more particularly, my dick. Tops wouldn't touch it. Bottoms refused to suck it or even bend over. I felt like my dick was too small or wasn't good enough. It really made me feel like "My dick isn't good enough. My manhood isn't good enough. I'm not good enough. Pleasure is only for those who are 'Good enough.'" Even with my interest in mind, it made me really relate to those who just don't get any love in bed. Turns out my size wasn't the issue - it was the fact the guys were just unhealthy and couldn't handle long sessions. Or they were dumbasses. I say both. So, when it comes to a bottom, or someone who happens to bottom, regardless of the size, I honestly wanna suck the dude's dick. For me, it's paying forward or back for allowing me to fuck them. Sure, I love to rim, fuck the hell out of a dude, and make him cum hands free. However, I always leave the option to me sucking them off, in order to remind them: "Hey, I care about your pleasure, too. This is an act of two people. Both of our pleasures matter. You matter." Obviously, some bottoms don't wanna have their dick touched at all (Hey, less work for me lol). However, I wanna say that I respect my bottoms. I want them to cum; I want them to let loose; I want them to use my cock as a means of getting off and feeling admired. So, I want guys with small dicks to realize that they are still guys (if they identify as such). You still matter. You having a small dick and bottoming doesn't mean anything negative or weak about you. Your pleasure, your respect, your self respect, and self does matter and will not change because of a cock up your ass. You're perfect the way you are, and should love yourself no matter what. P.S. I love flip-fucking. And a dude with a 2 1/2 cock made me cum way better than any lazy 8 incher ever did. So, keep that in mind lol SEX STUFF NOW: However, now with the lengthy "Dove Commercial" out the way, I couldn't care less about size. I'm the one fucking here, right? I'm fucking a dude. Whether his dick is long, medium, short, lengthy, stubby, thin, girthy, or not even having one - I'm the one fucking them. They're riding my cock, taking my babies, and cumming from me destroying their prostate. So, wouldn't matter to me. However, if he does have a small cock, and is okay with some "dirty talk," then I would love to go hard as fuck with him. Stroke my cock against his to show I'm "Alpha Male." Have my warm and hard cock snake down to the back of his wet balls. Press my head at the entrance of his "pussy." Slowly go in his tight hole, and make him my "woman." Fucking away his manhood one thrust at a time. But, then again, I do this with guys with 9-inch cocks, too, so.... But, A bottom with a small cock makes it easier to suck him off and lick his balls. And if he's cool with it, love to eat out his hole and cock like pussy, and think of his equipment as a vag with a "clit," "pussy" and balls, to boot! But, I can't deny, a guy with a smaller cock does make me feel more "Alpha." But, that only pertains to the "dirty talk" pseudo-science. Not in all seriousness.

Can't say what everyone else has said, but, I'll summarize my personal feelings. Personally, when it comes to me, I honestly can't get an erection with someone if I just don't know them. Cheesy, I know, but that's just me. When I see strangers (female or male) I just see them as "people." I'm not attracted to them, nor care about them, as I would about a dear friend. I can acknowledge their beauty or how hot they look. But, an erection? Actual care? Nah, not really. If I strike a conversation with such a person (and even though they are a stranger, but I just acknowledge their beauty), I would (unfortunately) focus on their gender identifying signatures. For women, I prefer petite, smaller, flowery scented, and happy women. I don't care about curves or boobs particularily. I just prefer those traits physically. However, when I talk to them, I only care if I can make them laugh. If I can talk with them. If I can make them feel happy. That's when I can learn about who they are; Their ambitions; Their values. Those are the things that truly turn me on. When I hear a girl laugh at morbid humor, tells me she wants to give something to the community, improve oneself and values individuality, while saying "fuck the system" - I'm sorry, I'm eating that pussy and giving her this dick. For men, I prefer taller, chubby-er, smellier and happier men. I can go any size per say on a guy, however, body hair, beards, long hair and some good "work sweat" gets me going like crazy. So, obviously I'm biased for men. However, I honestly could care less, as well. I've seen guys who are my kind of tastes physically, but, end up turning me off due to them thinking "Having Man-Sex is okay, but I hate Fag Rights." I don't care for toxic masculinity. I hate racism. I hate anything that could be coded as justifications for shitty ideologies, because of "Muh Manliness." So, when I meet a gentle giant who talks about helping others, willing to change, willing to make things better, I get hard as fuck. If he laughs at morbid jokes, likes being pampered, is okay with me helping him, and says "Gay people are people," I'm breeding that bitch deep. Obviously, there can be exceptions to body types, gender expressions and means of identity. However, I've learned what turns me on, and what makes me genuinely happy. Though, I will admit on my end, talking to men is way easier, as opposed to women. Due to my job, I generally don't get much time to dress up and look good, so, women are disturbed by my image from time to time. However, when I talk to guys, generally, they don't care about my image - only if I'm funny and nice. I can chat with guys way easier than with girls (I mean this socially, not sexually). So, eventually, a topic may be sex related, and that could lead to the bedroom. So, if I talk to guys more than girls, I most likely am gonna end up in bed with guys. So, I guess guys are better FOR ME, in that regard. Also, I like licking the back of a bottom's balls, as I rim him. Add in some gym stank, you got yourself a promised lover.

Hmmm. Designs are something I dabble with. Mind telling me more in private message? Maybe I can help.

Now, this is just me, however older bottoms are ideal. Don't get me wrong, seeing a more "masculine" older guy fucking the hell out of a femme younger guy is fun and all. But, older bottoms deserve so much love! The site of a man who can kick my ass; a man who's experienced so much more in life; a man who is old enough (and just as manly enough) to be my father riding my cock? Pure. Fucking. Heaven. Late 30's to mid 60's is my range, and may just stay that way. Never been into guys my age. And I'm not ever gonna deny bottoming for an older man is fun. However, there is nothing that can replace the look of an older man, surprised and in love with my young cock fuking his hole. Whether be an experienced bottom or a freshly made new one - an older man taken back by both my tongue and cock truly makes me a happy boy.

YEP! I wanna see how good I am. How tight my ass feels, how good my tongue is - hell, might actually have a good rim-job for once lol

Agreed. If a bottom is begging, and they're acknowledging the issues at hand, therefore it is consensual, therefore it is okay. However, if you plan to do so without consent, I simply cannot overstate how wrong that is.

Bruh, I agree wholeheartedly. Everytime I hear someone say that shit, I think of a dumbass cartoon character that can't speak for shit lol

I just have to say, I really like the fact that most guys here are acknowledging that being a bottom is not a "weak"/"feminine" thing. It is what you make of it for the sake of getting off. This is something that I preach everyday. Yeah, I may have some dirty talk, however, I will always respect the guy I am with. That men can do whatever they please, and should not feel discouraged. Be a bottom, still a man. Be submissive, still a man. Wear some panties, still a man. Being gay - you're still a man. I'm not by any means preaching transphobia - however, I see too many times that men limit themselves sexually or lifestyle-wise for the sake of keeping their masculinity, or thinking anything "feminine" as "weak" and "wrong." Enjoy life, and fuck toxic heteronormativity.

Well, if I lived by, love to pummel your prostate everyday. However, I kinda understand your dilemma. Only, in my case, there's a twist. For me, I've seen a lot of tops in the East St. Louis side, and more bottoms on the St. Louis side. Make of that if you will, however, both in my case are not that interesting. I can't speak 100% for East St. Louis. Most of the time, the tops here are just closeted dudes who have no idea what they're doing (according to some chats I had with some dudes, and from bottoms' experiences - Can't give a bottom perspective since I haven't bottomed in a while, let alone to someone in East). As for bottoms in East, well, it's your typical "I'm lonely and feel alone and need cock," kind of bottoms. Very slutty, but just too depressing to put your cock in. As for St. Louis, welp - You're kinda fucked (pun intended). Now, I will say this: If you want a more sleazy and "dirty" feel to your sex - Go to East St. Louis. If you want a more "Slutty" and desperate feel - Go to St. Louis (Specifically Downtown - the rest is kinda whiny, to be honest). Tops in St. Louis area are scarce and limited, however, are just kinda "meh" in bed. I can kinda vouch for this, only because I sucked off "most" the tops in my area (at least a decent chunk of them). And, most of the times, the tops are just so desperate to be "safe" that they don't even wanna hook-up. Unless you're a twink bottom, or you wanna lie - tops here are really picky. The only saving grace is if you're a blue collar-isk guy, and can fit in the Republican Crowd (The "True Secret Society of Barebacking Fun). But, that requires secret hand-shakes and work (fuck that lol). However, bottoms here are very slutty. Drama filled to the core, but, very slutty. If you live near the metro, I suggest having Scruff, and going for younger tops. Scruff has generally more likeable and more active folks (from my experience) and younger guys (at least from my circle) are always down to fuck older dudes. If you follow through, don't be surprised if some are dumb. But, they're young and hung, so, it comes with the territory. However, these are just my views and experiences. May be wrong, and that there's a secret society of tops who give out amazing Dick-Game, and are in abundance. Or maybe a cult of dedicated bottoms who actually know how to suck a cock. Don't know, since I stopped the "Hook-Up" scene for a while. However, I think you got it. Afterall, adding in you're married can always attract more young guys (personal fetish that I find a lot of younger guys love).

See, I rarely have this issue - mostly due to me knowing how to relax. Whenever I bottom, I already do things that usually help me before a fuck. For example, if my asshole was hairy or not cleaned - it ain't gonna happen. My hairs make me feel like I have razor blades run through my insides, when getting fucked. And if I'm not clean 100% (Even after making sure), my guts contort themselves into a crunched up snake. So, nope lol However, with the hair and bodily functions out of the way, I can get fucked for hours, and not feel any ounce of pain. Even after I cum (Thank you breathing exercises and self-discipline training). There's this one redneck guy I let top me from time to time, and he likes seeing me cum. He's used to people just getting off, and then leaving him alone with his tool ( Boy, do I know that feeling). So, when I jerk off and cum, I wanna have him shoot too. So, it sure as hell surprises him when even I cum, I still say "Hey, go at it." 8 inches of redneck house repair daddy filling in my shaved hole over and over again, is truly a lovely experience. Doesn't help that even when I cum, I'm still horny as fuck and love having a whole day of fucking. If only he could catch up to my libido...

Tis wonderful for having options lol

I'm a weird case, I guess. I like dudes, but, I also like women, sooo......I call men's assholes "pussies" and "Breedin' Holes." For some reason, integrating hetrosexual conceptions/vocabulary in the bedroom for the sake of sexualizing my male partner leaves me with a drive to breed the ever-loving shit out of him. I love having a mature, chubby, hairy, sweaty and manly bottom bending over for my skinny frame - just so I can toy with his mind and call him degrading words relating towards female body parts/sexual "purposes." For some reason, calling girl's clits "dicks" is a turn on for me, but, that usually ends up with them leaving and me just saying "Well, her dad was hotter, anyways. At least he can swallow."

I guess I would have to say Ted Haggard, Seth Macfarlane and Adam Levine to some degree. I don't really get attracted to guys who piss me off, but there's something about these three that just screams Bottom Bitch to me. Like, I feel a strange instinct to be sadistic with all three of them in a sense (I'm usually affectionate and kind in bed, tho'). With Ted, I wanna fuck him, slap him around, etc. Then just leave him tied up, ass up and filled with cum and a gaping hole - only to be greeted with an open door of his wife walking in seeing her husband at play once more. Be gay, bitch. With Seth, I just wanna punch him in the face for just being so arrogant. He's just so entitled, and I always hated his shows - makes a liberal like me wanna change sides. Guess I'd just have him suck my cock and just talk about his failed relationships as he swallows my seed, just to knock him a peg or two. Fucking him gives him a chance to show that cocky smile, and that won't do. And just for good measure, have him wear lipstick and be a sissy, due to him saying stupid shit about trans-folk (He may have apologized, but, don't care). With Adam.... Is he really even human, anymore? His music sucks now, he literally says he doesn't care about quality, and just has a snarky look that just rubs me the wrong way. He also sings like a Great Value version of Phil Collins. That being said, I'd just gag him and fuck his ass while women watched...... I guess that's it? That being said, I'm obviously not really ACTUALLY attracted to them, but, if I had to say anything, I guess "Humiliation Sex" is the only REAL factor in this. Wouldn't wanna fuck them in real life because... Ew. However, if the conversation was about who I'd fuck that so happens to be arrogant, but I'm completely okay with - Hands down Keith Olbermann. NOW THAT GUY IS HOT. Arrogant, yes. Polarizing, yes. But, is his voice booming and commanding? Yes the fuck it is, and I'd suck that dude's cock and bend over like a bitch in heat. Doesn't help he's on the Blue Side, too. (Sigh) The joys of being vers.

Yo, Sorry, I submitted this before editing. Here's the Edited Verison. Trying to figure out how to delete posts and such Okay, I'm sick, bored, horny, and frustrated. What better off way to set the mood for a good ol' fashion twink venting about his sex life. WARNING: This is explicit, and has degrading language (Just my type). Mind you, as well, that this is a combination of stories into one, because 1: I'm lazy and 2: I just wanna make something to have all you fuckers squirt. So, here we go: Ever since I was young, I have always loved helping others. I helped people with homework, throughout all of High School; I helped people who were suicidal; hell, even helped someone with their marriage at age 16. For some reason, everyone just sees me as a handy tool or all their emotional burdens. Including sex. Now, I lost my "virginity" to a jewish Road Side Assistant guy at 18, through OKCupid. Back then, I was a submissive little bitch. 5'8, 145lbs., big pink lips, long black curly hair, flexible body, and as my gymnist would say "womanly hips." Not once, did I ever consider my cock a thing to use in bed. Hell, all I wanted was cock, cum, and some married guy to cry out "You're better than my wife"! However, through a sea of dumbasses and literally being jipped by many, I found out I fucking was TOO submissive. Hell, I don't like money being a factor in bed, but I had to pay for dinner for a daddy, just so he can pick me up, have me suck his cock, and then fall asleep, resulting in me having to take a cab - AND HE WAS -4X's MY SIZE! In sum, I was a kid who was easily taken advantage of. Willing to suck, pay for daddies to notice me, and get the most pathetic of action (Seriously, these guys were pathetic - natural fucks my ass (If only)). That was until one day, I realized that I actually am attractive. All those asshole who didn't want to do much, were just trash. However, with years of cocksucking, I realized I have a certain skill, most can't beat. As you may have noticed, I love me some daddies. I may be 22, but anyone under 25 makes me feel like I'm humping a child. Don't matter if that fuck has cigars and a beer belly - NOPE, NO YOUNGINS'! However, whenever I see a daddy, all I think about are their round titties; their nice tight holes; their musky underwear that looks like panties; and their nice little cocks. As I moved from shit tier dads, I exercised and started looking into being a top. I just simply lost interests in bottoming, and started to get a little more aggressive, playful, and blunt. Through the scenes, I started to fuck daddies, and daddies started to recognize me more and more, which lead to this scenario. On May 11th, 2018 - I realized that me helping students with their homework was a terrible decision. With saving everyone else's ass, I was leaving my ass to not complete school work, resulting in me unable to graduate. Thus, I take an incomplete class, and am doing it now (Kill me). However, when everyone else was walking the stage, I joined my buddy Frank on a camping trip. Frank is a married bottom daddy, who is 5'6, while I'm 5'10. As a dutiful husband, he always looks after the kids, and keeps his wife rich and happy. As Frank got to the Cabin, I drove shortly after, with a sweaty young smooth body, waiting for him. I arrive, and give him a hug, lifting him off the ground and kissing his forehead, saying "How's my little wife doing"? He blushed but begged for my silence. As I helped him carry stuff to the cabin, I noticed another daddy near by - Toni. Now to describe them both - Frank looks like a small version of Doctor Venture from Venture Brothers, and Toni looks like an old Italian chubby cop (He is a security guard at a local mall). Mind you, Toni has never seen me, and I can tell he's the type who says "Twinks are beta, and daddies are alpha - and our cocks are meant to 'Seed and Breed.'" Oh, it's on. As Toni sets up the room, Frank showed me around in his typical pretentious manner, "Oh, look at the lovely atmosphere before us." You could have just said the place looks pretty. I cut the chit-chat and said, "You know, I left some clothes at the cabin - mind if I 'change' real quick"? He doesn't get it at first. A short pause follows. I grab his cock. He finally gets it. We walk up to the cabin, and Toni is outside with the camp fire. As me and Frank walked up the stairs, I looked at Toni with an innocent expression. Toni looks up at with me, leaving a condescending chuckle and head shake, leading to him looking at the fire. Oh, he's one of THOSE, daddies. Either way, with Frank closing the door, I sat on the folding couch. Frank was shyly coming towards me, not knowing if I was horny or not (he likes to be polite as possible). With that, I grab his work-shirt, and have hime sit on my lap. There, I do what I always do - make sure who's the boyfriend and girlfriend. I'm pansexual, and I love all gender identities, but, I do love me some girls. I don't date them because I don't wanna waste my time dealing with "headaches" and "Monthly dues," but, titties and clits get me going. Same with men. I treat my daddies like a I treat girls - with a firm hand, a warm tongue and a hard cock. Frank was no exception. He sat down and immediately turned his head to meet my mouth. I lifted his shirt and rubbed his little hairy tits. I played with his ribs, rubbing his body and sliding one hand on his tits, and another on his groin. The thing abut bottom daddies is that they really like feeling reassured. If they're ever in doubt, just calm them and tell them to give in. Frank was wondering if me and and him were being rude not including Toni. I said, "If he wants to join, there's the door. If he shows up late, well, I can always give him a demonstration on how to use a cock." Frank slightly chuckled as I met back with his mouth. Now he was sitting on my clothed groin, with him rubbing his miniature exposed chest on my sweaty white shirt. I lifted my shirt, and grab one end of it with my left hand, while holding it in my right. I used that to rope him in to kiss me deeper. Sucking in his tongue, I lick the underside, allowing me to suck his dry tongue. All the while, I dropped the shirt, then played with his tits and nips. I let his mouth go, as I soon devoured his titties. It's easy to impress Frank. Make a few grunts, a few powerful licks, and call him a "bitch," and he's putty in your hands. I suck on his tits and hold his hips down, making sure his covered taint felt my boner. He moaned and moaned as I sucked on his tits. I got up, while carrying him (He weights 145lbs, and I weigh 175lbs) and set him on the bed. I get on my knees and suck and lick his belly button, while pinching his nips, and he just pants and whines. I remove his shoes, his socks, and as I removed his pants, I licked and suck on his sweaty soles. He was losing it at this point, and forgot I do like feet and musk. With a swift brush of the hand, his pants were off, and I immediately went for his cock and balls. Now, here's the kicker, most gay men (at least from my experience) are terrible at giving head. I was sucked by a girl once, and it only lasted 14 seconds, due to her boyfriend getting jealous (Story for another time). However, that blow job was way better than any of the head I received from the 89 men I've been with (Yeah, I keep count). Me, on the other hand - I make LOVE to cock with this tongue. Mind you, he's only 4 1/2 inches, and with that I show him a few tricks. I spread his legs, lay his feet at my shoulders and dive in to the musky heaven, known as married butt and junk. I first sniff his little cock, kiss around the thighs, and lick hard and deep on the edges of his hips, while playing with his tits. His squirming and frustration for the obvious was getting at him, thus I start kissing the underside of his balls. 1 kiss. 2 kiss, with some nose. 3 kiss with the tip of the tongue. 4 kiss, with a deep and heavy breath. He was a goner. I sucked his cock, and he grabbed my head and tried his best to be macho. It was cute. I sucked his cock some more, all while moving my neck and back, allowing some movement with both my head on his cock, and his feet and legs, leaving more and more room for his hole to be exposed. With him slightly slouching in the bed, I took both his cock and balls in my mouth, and intensified my movements. Tits played with and your hips moving with a warm mouth, while exposing a sweaty hole? Jackpot. With that, I just gave him a sloppy blow job, allowing my saliva to drip down and make a little puddle of mouth water on the bed and floor. As I was sucking his cock and balls, all I could think about was eating pussy, and just think of his tiny cock a a clit. A tasty one at that. But, I wasn't here for cocksucking 101. I was here to take out my graduation frustrations. I finally pulled out the big guns, and used my middle finger to gather some spit, and tap his hole as I aim my tongue for the weak-spot of most men - the lump between the cock and balls. Kids, if you wanna make a man feel loved - deep throat his cock to the balls, and stick your tongue to beat the area between the cock and balls. There's a lump that feels like a folded envelope, and once a warm wet tongue pressed there, the guy will marry you. I do this, and legs started shaking, slumping down my sweaty back, and hiding his hole. That can't do. I let his manhood free, and tell him to turn around. He delays due to being overwhelmed by both my tongue and the heat in the cabin. As he turned, I got naked and sported my 6 inch cock. With him turned around, and I got behind him, and asked him his favorite questions. Me: "You want some cock"? Frank: "Yes, sir." Me: "You want some young cock"? Frank: "Yes, sir"! Me: "You want some young boy cock to fuck you, 'daddy'"? Frank: "Oh God, yes, boy. Breed me." Me: "You're such a horny perverted old man. Needing a youngin' to please a hole. Want to be a man? Well, I guess you can start by taking it like one." He Lost his shit when I said that. I bent over, sniffed his loose pussy, and breathed on it hard. With that, I kissed, made out, then finally licked his hole like it was cake batter. I drove my tongue in every direction with that man. I licked his balls, his taint, and his hole. Spreading his cheeks more and more until I could taste the salty and warm insides of that man. All he can do is beg his "alpha boy" to eat him out. I pull my tongue out, chuckle at his his dismay. Me: "You know, you're a married man. You're supposed to be strong, manly, and actually be on top. But, look at your sissy cock and balls. All you do is take cock like a woman, and beg to be bred like one. Well, as they say - millennials kill everything. Let's see if I can murder your prostate." With that, I dive my middle finger in his loose and sloppy hole, going directly for his prostate. His little fuck-nut being beaten by my fast taps, and as he squirms, I get under him and sucked his cock again. While that occurs, his hole gets tighter, and he gets closer to cumming. Good. 1 Finger. 2 Finger. 3 Fin- Can't hold it anymore. I left his hole and cock alone, as I stand behind him. His orgasm is close, and he immediately stops panting, and quick turns to his side to face me. I can tell he wants to cum. I can tell he wants to be acknowledged. To cum. To release. To have this torture be for something. And that is my young, smelly, big cock. I crouch down a bit, and apply some loogies to make his hole glisten. I aim my head, I lower my upper half, and lick the back of his neck as I grip his hips. I slowly drive in the cock into his hole, and pull back for every centimeter I go. I am a top, but, I'm no monster. I slowly get the head in, and keep making out with his naked neck, and and right hand goes for his right titty. I get all the way in, and ask him "You feel good, wife"? He says "Yeeaah." Then I said, "What would your wife think of you, faggot"? And thus I thrust deep. I fuck him with a fast but not piston tempo. He tries to catch his breathe, but the heat of the room overwhelms him. All he can say is "Ohh," "Ummm" "Uhhh." His legs are shaking, his back is hunching, and his hole is relaxed - Yep, he's my bitch. As I fucked him, I imagined fucking him in front of his wife, and just showing how much of a beta he is. God, I'm so fucked in the head. I look back at him and see my 6 inches disappear and reappear within seconds. Then I hear and "Ooo," and a tight clenching sensation around the tip of my dick. I'm at his second opening. He's hurting. Part of me wanted to fuck him even more, but, as a former bottom, I let down my tempo. I fucked him slowly, and he was having more deep breathes and was at a state of bliss. I knew from this I wasn't gonna cum. If I hurt anyone, I can't go any further. I yell at him: Me: "Female"! Frank: "Y-yes"? Me: "Jerk your cock. I wanna feel you clench on this dick." His eyes sparked, and quickly led his hand to his limp cock. I fuck him slowly. Then somewhat fast. Then fast as fuck. I was thrusting where I went straight up the chute, then lowered my hips so my cock can slap his prostate when I pull out. I rub his tits, and he beats his meat, and as in unison - I gripped his tits hard, and fucked him deep - making squirt like teenage girl. I held him tight, and pulled out my hard cock. He breathed heavily, with a limp body. I can tell the heat of the room and him cumming was getting at him. I gently laid him down and kissed his forehead and licked his hole a bit for perverted means. I rushed to the cooler on the other side of the room, and gave him a cold water bottle. I asked if he was gonna be okay. Me: "Yo, man. You gonna be alright"? Frank: "Oh..(huff).. Oh, yeah..(huff).. That... That was too good." I smiled at him, resting his had on my thigh. I pet his bald head and just looked at him as my cock softened. Me: "You do know I don't mean those things, right? Sorry, if I hurt you." Frank: "No.... It was great! Just, it's too big for me." Bull shit. Bitch, you take cock like a spider takes flies. Regardless, I was happy to at least make him cum. I kept him company until I got bored, and left to gather my clothes. He fell asleep, with an occasional sneeze. I left the room to join Toni. I guessed I might as well deal with him, due to him being friends with Frank. Toni was sitting by the camp fire, only focusing on the flames and trying to look cool as possible in his flannel shirt and scruffy white beard. I sat down parallel to him. Me: "So, Toni, huh? Nice to meet you - I'm Nick." Toni: "Nick, huh? Well, I guess it's better than 'Richard,' huh"? "Dick." He's referring to "Dick." A smart ass, huh? Well, 2 can play at that. Me: "So, why not join me and Franky-boi"? Toni: "Don't care. Was busy making this. You seem like the unproductive type for not helping." OH. Okay. Well, fuck you, too. Me: "I would have liked to. But, it seems like you're used to handling your own wood." His face shot up at me. Bingo. Toni: "So, Nick. Tell me - why would a 22 year old boy join a couple of daddies in early May"? What was this old bastard getting at? Toni: "From having a few kids myself, Mother's Day is around the corner. Doesn't that mean that graduation should be getting close"? No. He wouldn't. Toni: "Seems to me that a horny kid didn't do so well, so he's here instead of doing his homework." Oh, you old son of a bitch - it's on. Me: "On the contrary, I'm just doing a summer class -" Toni: "So, you fucked up, and can only fix shit during the summer. Heh. Sounds like You were too busy reading cues from married men at the bar, rather than reading those books." Me: "Well, riddle me this dying Paul Bunion - why is an old man here, with another man, who so happens to be married. Sounds to me, wifey isn't so special. And to think a father figure like you has such flat knees." He stared at me with fury after that one. Nice. Me: "So, what? You're here thinking you can get some young thing and have him play 'woman' for you? Please." Toni: "You do know women are capable of handling themselves right? For a young man, you sure don't seem progressive like those liberals." Ahhh, a REPUBLICAN smart ass. Typical. Wait, he's republican. Oh, this is gonna be good. Me: "So, one the red team, I take it"? Toni: "Yep." Me: "So, how old are you"? Toni: "49." 2018 subtracted by 49 equals 1969. So, a republican Boomer, eh? And going white so early. 3 weaknesses. I can shoot him down. Me: "So, how old is your eldest"? He gives me a suspicious look. He hesitates. So, there is a story. Toni: "23." Bull shit. That would make him born in 1994/1995. Why would a man who clearly gets off being alpha with boys stay in a shitty marriage and not have a son until he's 26. Even if that's true, why so hesitant? Me: "Well, if that's the case, shouldn't you also be at a graduation party - celebrating your 'oldest' son"? His eyes widened. Got him. I knew his bluff. Me: "Oh, I see. You're one of THOSE old men." Toni: "What the fuck are you talking about"? I grab a bottle of water, and open the cap. Me:"Let's see, born in 69', so by the 80's you would have been in your early teens. There, you, a republican must hav been in a small town. Why would any 'normal' town have a gay republican? Unless, you were horny, but were scared of being around guys. Whether it was the fear of AIDS or being found out, you fucked some bitch, then got her pregnant. Since then, you've been stressed out, and tried to keep your image as a man being stable, all while fucking some boys when you felt it was safe - the 90's/2000's. So, you do have multiple children. Perhaps, they were kind of empty promises to end your 'sinful ways,' and be a family man? So, a man in a small town got a chick pregnant, and stayed due to vague morals, and keeps his identity a secret to ensure his image and some moral sanctity. Or am I wrong"? He cracked his bottle, while I sipped mine. Me: "So, a married man who wants to fuck twinks. Now, ain't that grateful for Mother's Day for your wife - leaving her and the kids behind." He was pissed. Good. This is gonna be a fun trip.

Okay, I'm sick, bored, horny, and frustrated. What better off way to set the mood for a good ol' fashion twink venting about his sex life. WARNING: This is explicit, and has degrading language (Just my type). Mind you, as well, that this is a combination of stories into one, because 1: I'm lazy and 2: I just wanna make something to have all you fuckers squirt. So, here we go: Ever since I was young, I have always loved helping others. I helped people with homework, throughout all of High School; I helped people who were suicidal; hell, even helped someone with their marriage at age 16. For some reason, everyone just sees me as a handy tool or all their emotional burdens. Including sex. Now, I lost my "virginity" to a jewish Road Side Assistant guy at 18, through OKCupid. Back then, I was a submissive little bitch. 5'8, 145lbs., big pink lips, long black curly hair, flexible body, and as my gymnist would say "womanly hips." Not once, did I ever consider my cock a thing to use in bed. Hell, all I wanted was cock, cum, and some married guy to cry out "You're better than my wife"! However, through a sea of dumbasses and literally being jipped by many, I found out I fucking was TOO submissive. Hell, I don't like money being a factor in bed, but I had to pay for dinner for a daddy, just so he can pick me up, have me suck his cock, and then fall asleep, resulting in me having to take a cab - AND HE WAS -4X's MY SIZE! In sum, I was a kid who was easily taken advantage of. Willing to suck, pay for daddies to notice me, and get the most pathetic of action (Seriously, these guys were pathetic - natural fucks my ass (If only)). That was until one day, I realized that I actually am attractive. All those asshole who didn't want to do much, were just trash. However, with years of cocksucking, I realized I have a certain skill, most can't beat. As you may have noticed, I love me some daddies. I may be 22, but anyone under 25 makes me feel like I'm humping a child. Don't matter if that fuck has cigars and a beer belly - NOPE, NO YOUNGINS'! However, whenever I see a daddy, all I think about are their round titties; their nice tight holes; their musky underwear that looks like panties; and their nice little cocks. As I moved from shit tier dads, I exercised and started looking into being a top. I just simply lost interests in bottoming, and started to get a little more aggressive, playful, and blunt. Through the scenes, I started to fuck daddies, and daddies started to recognize me more and more, which lead to this scenario. On May 11th, 2018 - I realized that me helping students with their homework was a terrible decision. With saving everyone else's ass, I was leaving my ass to not complete school work, resulting in me unable to graduate. Thus, I take an incomplete class, and am doing it now (Kill me). However, when everyone else was walking the stage, I joined my buddy Frank on a camping trip. Frank is a married bottom daddy, who is 5'6, while I'm 5'10. As a dutiful husband, he always looks after the kids, and keeps his wife rich and happy. As Frank got to the Cabin, I drove shortly after, with a sweaty young smooth body, waiting for him. I arrive, and give him a hug, lifting him off the ground and kissing his forehead, saying "How's my little wife doing"? He blushed but begged for my silence. As I helped him carry stuff to the cabin, I noticed another daddy near by - Toni. Now to describe them both - Frank looks like a small version of Doctor Venture from Venture Brothers, and Toni looks like an old Italian chubby cop (He is a security guard at a local mall). Mind you, Toni has never seen me, and I can tell he's the type who says "Twinks are beta, and daddies are alpha - and our cocks are meant to 'Seed and Breed.'" Oh, it's on. As Toni sets up the room, Frank showed me around in his typical pretentious manner, "Oh, look at the lovely atmosphere before us." You could have just said the place looks pretty. I cut the chit-chat and said, "You know, I left some clothes at the cabin - mind if I 'change' real quick"? He doesn't get it at first. A short pause follows. I grab his cock. He finally gets it. We walk up to the cabin, and Toni is outside with the camp fire. As me and Frank walked up the stairs, I looked at Toni with an innocent expression. Toni looks up at with me, leaving a condescending chuckle and head shake, leading to him looking at the fire. Oh, he's one of THOSE, daddies. Either way, with Frank closing the door, I sat on the folding couch. Frank was shyly coming towards me, not knowing if I was horny or not (he likes to be polite as possible). With that, I grab his work-shirt, and have hime sit on my lap. There, I do what I always do - make sure who's the boyfriend and girlfriend. I'm pansexual, and I love all gender identities, but, I do love me some girls. I don't date them because I don't wanna waste my time dealing with "headaches" and "Monthly dues," but, titties and clits get me going. Same with men. I treat my daddies like a I treat girls - with a firm hand, a warm tongue and a hard cock. Frank was no exception. He sat down and immediately turned his head to meet my mouth. I lifted his shirt and rubbed his little hairy tits. I played with his ribs, rubbing his body and sliding one hand on his tits, and another on his groin. The thing abut bottom daddies is that they really like feeling reassured. If they're ever in doubt, just calm them and tell them to give in. Frank was wondering if me and and him were being rude not including Toni. I said, "If he wants to join, there's the door. If he shows up late, well, I can always give him a demonstration on how to use a cock." Frank slightly chuckled as I met back with his mouth. Now he was sitting on my clothed groin, with him rubbing his miniature exposed chest on my sweaty white shirt. I lifted my shirt, and grab one end of it with my left hand, while holding it in my right. I used that to rope him in to kiss me deeper. Sucking in his tongue, I lick the underside, allowing me to suck his dry tongue. All the while, I dropped the shirt, then played with his tits and nips. I let his mouth go, as I soon devoured his titties. It's easy to impress Frank. Make a few grunts, a few powerful licks, and call him a "bitch," and he's putty in your hands. I suck on his tits and hold his hips down, making sure his covered taint felt my boner. He moaned and moaned as I sucked on his tits. I got up, while carrying him (He weights 145lbs, and I weigh 175lbs) and set him on the bed. I get on my knees and suck and lick his belly button, while pinching his nips, and he just pants and whines. I remove his shoes, his socks, and as I removed his pants, I licked and suck on his sweaty soles. He was losing it at this point, and forgot I do like feet and musk. With a swift brush of the hand, his pants were off, and I immediately went for his cock and balls. Now, here's the kicker, most gay men (at least from my experience) are terrible at giving head. I was sucked by a girl once, and it only lasted 14 seconds, due to her boyfriend getting jealous (Story for another time). However, that blow job was way better than any of the head I received from the 89 men I've been with (Yeah, I keep count). Me, on the other hand - I make LOVE to cock with this tongue. Mind you, he's only 4 1/2 inches, and with that I show him a few tricks. I spread his legs, lay his feet at my shoulders and dive in to the musky heaven, known as married butt and junk. I first sniff his little cock, kiss around the thighs, and lick hard and deep on the edges of his hips, while playing with his tits. His squirming and frustration for the obvious was getting at him, thus I start kissing the underside of his balls. 1 kiss. 2 kiss, with some nose. 3 kiss with the tip of the tongue. 4 kiss, with a deep and heavy breath. He was a goner. I sucked his cock, and he grabbed my head and tried his best to be macho. It was cute. I sucked his cock some more, all while moving my neck and back, allowing some movement with both my head on his cock, and his feet and legs, leaving more and more room for his hole to be exposed. With him slightly slouching in the bed, I took both his cock and balls in my mouth, and intensified my movements. Tits played with and your hips moving with a warm mouth, while exposing a sweaty hole? Jackpot. With that, I just gave him a sloppy blow job, allowing my saliva to drip down and make a little puddle of mouth water on the bed and floor. As I was sucking his cock and balls, all I could think about was eating pussy, and just think of his tiny cock a a clit. A tasty one at that. But, I wasn't here for cocksucking 101. I was here to take out my graduation frustrations. I finally pulled out the big guns, and used my middle finger to gather some spit, and tap his hole as I aim my tongue for the weak-spot of most men - the lump between the cock and balls. Kids, if you wanna make a man feel loved - deep throat his cock to the balls, and stick your tongue to beat the area between the cock and balls. There's a lump that feels like a folded envelope, and once a warm wet tongue pressed there, the guy will marry you. I do this, and legs started shaking, slumping down my sweaty back, and hiding his hole. That can't do. I let his manhood free, and tell him to turn around. He delays due to being overwhelmed by both my tongue and the heat in the cabin. As he turned, I got naked and sported my 6 inch cock. With him turned around, and I got behind him, and asked him his favorite questions. Me: "You want some cock"? Frank: "Yes, sir." Me: "You want some young cock"? Frank: "Yes, sir"! Me: "You want some young boy cock to fuck you, 'daddy'"? Frank: "Oh God, yes, boy. Breed me." Me: "You're such a horny perverted old man. Needing a youngin' to please a hole. Want to be a man? Well, I guess you can start by taking it like one." He Lost his shit when I said that. I bent over, sniffed his loose pussy, and breathed on it hard. With that, I kissed, made out, then finally licked his hole like it was cake batter. I drove my tongue in every direction with that man. I licked his balls, his taint, and his hole. Spreading his cheeks more and more until I could taste the salty and warm insides of that man. All he can do is beg his "alpha boy" to eat him out. I pull my tongue out, chuckle at his his dismay. Me: "You know, you're a married man. You're supposed to be strong, manly, and actually be on top. But, look at your sissy cock and balls. All you do is take cock like a woman, and beg to be bred like one. Well, as they say - millennials kill everything. Let's see if I can murder your prostate." With that, I dive my middle finger in his loose and sloppy hole, going directly for his prostate. His little fuck-nut being beaten by my fast taps, and as he squirms, I get under him and sucked his cock again. While that occurs, his hole gets tighter, and he gets closer to cumming. Good. 1 Finger. 2 Finger. 3 Fin- Can't hold it anymore. I left his hole and cock alone, as I stand behind him. His orgasm is close, and he immediately stops panting, and quick turns to his side to face me. I can tell he wants to cum. I can tell he wants to be acknowledged. To cum. To release. To have this torture be for something. And that is my young, smelly, big cock. I crouch down a bit, and apply some loogies to make his hole glisten. I aim my head, I lower my upper half, and lick the back of his neck as I grip his hips. I slowly drive in the cock into his hole, and pull back for every centimeter I go. I am a top, but, I'm no monster. I slowly get the head in, and keep making out with his naked neck, and and right hand goes for his right titty. I get all the way in, and ask him "You feel good, wife"? He says "Yeeaah." Then I said, "What would your wife think of you, faggot"? And thus I thrust deep. I fuck him with a fast but not piston tempo. He tries to catch his breathe, but the heat of the room overwhelms him. All he can say is "Ohh," "Ummm" "Uhhh." His legs are shaking, his back is hunching, and his hole is relaxed - Yep, he's my bitch. As I fucked him, I imagined fucking him in front of his wife, and just showing how much of a beta he is. God, I'm so fucked in the head. I look back at him and see my 6 inches disappear and reappear within seconds. Then I hear and "Ooo," and a tight clenching sensation around the tip of my dick. I'm at his second opening. He's hurting. Part of me wanted to fuck him even more, but, as a former bottom, I let down my tempo. I fucked him slowly, and he was having more deep breathes and was at a state of bliss. I knew from this I wasn't gonna cum. If I hurt anyone, I can't go any further. I yell at him: Me: "Female"! Frank: "Y-yes"? Me: "Jerk your cock. I wanna feel you clench on this dick." His eyes sparked, and quickly led his hand to his limp cock. I fuck him slowly. Then somewhat fast. Then fast as fuck. I was thrusting where I went straight up the chute, then lowered my hips so my cock can slap his prostate when I pull out. I rub his tits, and he beats his meat, and as in unison - I gripped his tits hard, and fucked him deep - making squirt like teenage girl. I held him tight, and pulled out my hard cock. He breathed heavily, with a limp body. I can tell the heat of the room and him cumming was getting at him. I gently laid him down and kissed his forehead and licked his hole a bit for perverted means. I rushed to the cooler on the other side of the room, and gave him a cold water bottle. I asked if he was gonna be okay. Me: "Yo, man. You gonna be alright"? Frank: "Oh..(huff).. Oh, yeah..(huff).. That... That was too good." I smiled at him, resting his had on my thigh. I pet his bald head and just looked at him as my cock softened. Me: "You do know I don't mean those things, right? Sorry, if I hurt you." Frank: "No.... It was great! Just, it's too big for me." Bull shit. Bitch, you take cock like a spider takes flies. Regardless, I was happy to at least make him cum. I kept him company until I got bored, and left to gather my clothes. He fell asleep, with an occasional sneeze. I left the room to join Toni. I guessed I might as well deal with him, due to him being friends with Frank. Toni was sitting by the camp fire, only focusing on the flames and trying to look cool as possible in his flannel shirt and scruffy white beard. I sat down parallel to him. Me: "So, Toni, huh? Nice to meet you - I'm Nick." Toni: "Nick, huh? Well, I guess it's better than 'Richard,' huh"? "Dick." He's referring to "Dick." A smart ass, huh? Well, 2 can play at that. Me: "So, why not join me and Franky-boi"? Toni: "Don't care. Was busy making this. You seem like the unproductive type for not helping." OH. Okay. Well, fuck you, too. Me: "I would have liked to. But, it seems like you're used to handling your own wood." His face shot up at me. Bingo. Toni: "So, Nick. Tell me - why would a 22 year old boy join a couple of daddies in early May"? What was this old bastard getting at? Toni: "From having a few kids myself, Mother's Day is around the corner. Doesn't that mean that graduation should be getting close"? No. He wouldn't. Toni: "Seems to me that a horny kid didn't do so well, so he's here instead of doing his homework." Oh, you old son of a bitch - it's on. Me: "On the contrary, I'm just doing a summer class -" Toni: "So, you fucked up, and can only fix shit during the summer. Heh. Sounds like You were too busy reading cues from married men at the bar, rather than reading those books." Me: "Well, riddle me this dying Paul Bunion - why is an old man here, with another man, who so happens to be married. Sounds to me, wifey isn't so special. And to think a father figure like you has such flat knees." He stared at me with fury after that one. Nice. Me: "So, what? You're here thinking you can get some young thing and have him play 'woman' for you? Please." Toni: "You do know women are capable of handling themselves right? For a young man, you sure don't seem progressive like those liberals." Ahhh, a REPUBLICAN smart ass. Typical. Wait, he's republican. Oh, this is gonna be good. Me: "So, one the red team, I take it"? Toni: "Yep." Me: "So, how old are you"? Toni: "49." 2018 subtracted by 49 equals 1969. So, a republican Boomer, eh? And going white so early. 3 weaknesses. I can shoot him down. Me: "So, how old is your eldest"? He gives me a suspicious look. He hesitates. So, there is a story. Toni: "23." Bull shit. That would make him born in 1994/1995. Why would a man who clearly gets off being alpha with boys stay in a shitty marriage and not have a son until he's 26. Even if that's true, why so hesitant? Me: "Well, if that's the case, shouldn't you also be at a graduation party - celebrating your 'oldest' son"? His eyes widened. Got him. I knew his bluff. Me: "Oh, I see. You're one of THOSE old men." Toni: "What the fuck are you talking about"? I grab a bottle of water, and open the cap. Me:"Let's see, born in 69', so by the 80's you would have been in your early teens. There, you, a republican must hav been in a small town. Why would any 'normal' town have a gay republican? Unless, you were horny, but were scared of being around guys. Whether it was the fear of AIDS or being found out, you fucked some bitch, then got her pregnant. Since then, you've been stressed out, and tried to keep your image as a man being stable, all while fucking some boys when you felt it was safe - the 90's/2000's. So, you do have multiple children. Perhaps, they were kind of empty promises to end your 'sinful ways,' and be a family man? So, a man in a small town got a chick pregnant, and stayed due to vague morals, and keeps his identity a secret to ensure his image and some moral sanctity. Or am I wrong"? He cracked his bottle, while I sipped mine. Me: "So, a married man who wants to fuck twinks. Now, ain't that grateful for Mother's Day for your wife - leaving her and the kids behind." He was pissed. Good. This is gonna be a fun trip.