packomaldito
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I don't know about you guys, but I've had a few experiences on being in love with a man that I know I will never have.... I think it's one of the worst experiences of being gay. The first love of my life was a porter at my high school when I was like 17 years old. I was so in love with him that I used to miss classes just to see him. He was something like a 40 year old bear... big mustache, beefy, black haired, tall, and very masculine. I was so obsessed with him that I found out his name and I memorized his car licence number (which I still remember) and always checked his car before entering to classes to see if he had got to the school to work. He was my obsession, but I always knew he would never end up with me, but just thinking about it kept me happy. Time went on and I graduated from high school and I never saw him again
but until now I remember him as being the first love of my life.
The second impossible man of my life was a classmate of mine at university; since the first time I saw him, I fell in love with him and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I even couldn't make him my friend because I was so damn nervous everytime I talked to him, that I couldn't follow a normal conversation with him. He was white, he had a thick-hair goatee, hairy-chested, a Russell Crowe-like face and he was kinda beefy. I missed him everytime he was absent to classes. I used to watch him with his best female friend and she used to give him massages and hugged him, while I was wishing being her to give him the best massages he had ever had. There was a time in which he was too drunk and he started peeing just in front of me and I saw his dick... it was one of the hottest moments in my life... I remember just getting home and jerking off with the image of him peeing. God, I still remember him and get a hard on.
Well, those were very important men in my life, but I am sorry that they were straight guys and, of course, impossible to get. It's hard to accept it, but you'll never have them, although the memories are worth to be kept in mind forever.
Have you had, as I did, any impossible man?
The second impossible man of my life was a classmate of mine at university; since the first time I saw him, I fell in love with him and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I even couldn't make him my friend because I was so damn nervous everytime I talked to him, that I couldn't follow a normal conversation with him. He was white, he had a thick-hair goatee, hairy-chested, a Russell Crowe-like face and he was kinda beefy. I missed him everytime he was absent to classes. I used to watch him with his best female friend and she used to give him massages and hugged him, while I was wishing being her to give him the best massages he had ever had. There was a time in which he was too drunk and he started peeing just in front of me and I saw his dick... it was one of the hottest moments in my life... I remember just getting home and jerking off with the image of him peeing. God, I still remember him and get a hard on.
Well, those were very important men in my life, but I am sorry that they were straight guys and, of course, impossible to get. It's hard to accept it, but you'll never have them, although the memories are worth to be kept in mind forever.
Have you had, as I did, any impossible man?























