HornyHenry
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I figured I was gay in my senior year of high school. Most of my masturbatory fantasies were of fucking men with few if any being of fucking a broad in the missionary position. When I did think of straight sex my orgasm was lacking and I had to wank more to get off. I always had better orgasms thinking of fucking a man, whether it was a friend of mine or someone on my shit list when I masturbated.
I had fucked the usual couple of broads and suffered the mediocre excuses for blowjobs a couple of them gave us guys. Jacking off was just as good, even before I started biting my nails.
I was in college when I had my first piece of a man.
I called a gay info line. David answered and I asked him a couple of questions about a couple of movie stars. He said he didnt know because he never went to bed with them, then he asked me if I wanted to talk. I did and told him I wanted to be the jocker and not the punk. He said those were prison terms and that the terms "active" and "passive" were used. For some reason the terms "Top" and "bottom" werent used back then.
I said, "Anyway I'm the man in the sex act."
We talked a couple more times that week. He then invited me over to his place that Saturday.
That Saturday morning I called him to make sure he'd be home. He was and said t come on over. I rode my old bike into town, stashed it at my grandmother's neighbor's and caught the bus downtown and then transferred to the bus going by the trailer park he lived at.
I went in and found his place. He was on the phone when I found his trailer but was waiting for me. I went up to the stoop.
He reached to me and guided me in with a hand on the back of my head. He finished his call, hung up and settled on the sofa beside me.
David was masculine looking except for his fingernails which had almost an eighth inch of dead white on the ends. He was a couple of inches shorter than me but weighed a few lbs. more than me because I was underweight despite my eating more than my overweight brother.He had a masculine hairline with a full beard and wore a green T-shirt and wlking shorts and sneakers. I'd later find out is lover, who was just as masculine, did have attractive clipped to the quick nails. Unfortunately I met him two or three years later, after taking up with a lover who'd become my last ex so I never got the chance to have sex with him.
We shot the shit for half an hour of getting to know each other before stripping in his room at the back of the trailer.
He had a king-size bed on a full floor platform, built for sex.
We started off with French action. He sucked my cock the way a man's cock should be sucked, none of that raking and disrespect the bimbos in high school and college gave us men. My dick felt good in his mouth and after a while of letting him fellate it I held his head and fucked his mouth the way we men fuck any other cunts. He was adept at taking it like a "man".
I then tried his ass. He took the classic position on his stomach with his legs spread while I greased up my loggerhead. I mounted him and entered him, hilting myself. He told me that I should enter assholes slowly, especially those who werent fucked much and especially virgins and asses that had just lost their cherries. Being a man I didnt mind putting pain to assholes with my dick. I had read some porn with anal sex and most mentioned the pain of getting fucked along with the enjoyment men get by putting pain to assholes while fucking them.
David's ass was far from virgin, as he had been getting fucked for three decades starting when he was my age of eighteen and a half. As a matter of fact his ass was as loose as the vaginas I'd fucked.
That was my first thing I learned about holes. The more cocks a mouth takes the more skills it gets but the more dicks asses take the looser they get, especially after getting fucked by well-hung men.
I also tried my hand at bottoming. All three times I tried to take it in the mouth my gag&puke reflex kicked in. Another man tried to put it to my ass and I bucked him off. It was like getting a brick shoved up my ass. I never cared to be a bottom anyway so it was no loss to me, just to the versatiles who wanted reciprocation. I did give handjobs to those who gave me good head or ass. Sometimes I gave slick-leggings as well.
The only thing I liked up my ass was the tongue of an ass-kissing rimmer or the rubber-gloved nailbitten finger of my proctoligist.
I actuality I didnt get my rocks off in David but at least I did put my penis in both ends of him several times.
For some reason I couldnt get off in someone. I never came in the broads I fucked which was a good thing then because that all but eliminated the dangers of causing a pregnancy but I lamented not being able to cum in someone's mouth or up his ass. I actually spent two hours fucking one bear without an orgasm.
It was several months later when one of my conquests had me jack my dick until I was ready to cum or start cumming and then jam my dick into the person's mouth or ram it up his ass and pump my cum into it. His idea worked and I was able to finally get my rocks off in someone. Unfortunately I never got to try it with David.
Part of my problem was the quack that butchered me when he circumcised me. The quack took too much of my foreskin and I ended up with a hypospadia to add insult to injury. This meant that my sensitive parts were largely taken from me.
Most of my conquests accepted my need to wank before putting my dick in them to cum in them.
During that time I also began biting and clipping my nails. Getting rid of the worthless dead white off the ends of my fingernails was one of my best moves and a right of passage into manhood. I had been turned on by that aspect of masculinity a few months before I was eighteen so getting my hands masculine also added to my masturbating pleasure. It also made mutual masturbation a pleasure for the men I jacked and also safer when I jacked in front of a cocksucker's mouth before I shoved my cock in it to cum in his mouth.
Almost a year later I was able to finally cum in someone without having to jack first. The recipient of that load was a 35 year old blond mama's boy whose parents owned a charter bus company. I had fucked his mouth and ass a couple of times before. That night I fucked his mouth, then we went to sleep. We awoke in the morning and after he sucked on my dick. I added some lube to his spit on it and fucked him up his ass. I fucked him for about ten to fifteen minutes and came in him. It was a good orgasm and I rested laying on his back, my dick hilted in his hole. After a few more minutes I wthdrew and he called his mother in another state, as he often did in the mornings.
After he hung up he started whining saying I was only interested in his body. I was about to tell him he was my first fully successful fuck but his whining fucked that up. I went into the john, washed my dick off in the bathroom sink, got dressed and went home. I went on to more and better lays for the next half a dozen years before meeting my current lover of three decades and dropping out of circulation.
I had fucked the usual couple of broads and suffered the mediocre excuses for blowjobs a couple of them gave us guys. Jacking off was just as good, even before I started biting my nails.
I was in college when I had my first piece of a man.
I called a gay info line. David answered and I asked him a couple of questions about a couple of movie stars. He said he didnt know because he never went to bed with them, then he asked me if I wanted to talk. I did and told him I wanted to be the jocker and not the punk. He said those were prison terms and that the terms "active" and "passive" were used. For some reason the terms "Top" and "bottom" werent used back then.
I said, "Anyway I'm the man in the sex act."
We talked a couple more times that week. He then invited me over to his place that Saturday.
That Saturday morning I called him to make sure he'd be home. He was and said t come on over. I rode my old bike into town, stashed it at my grandmother's neighbor's and caught the bus downtown and then transferred to the bus going by the trailer park he lived at.
I went in and found his place. He was on the phone when I found his trailer but was waiting for me. I went up to the stoop.
He reached to me and guided me in with a hand on the back of my head. He finished his call, hung up and settled on the sofa beside me.
David was masculine looking except for his fingernails which had almost an eighth inch of dead white on the ends. He was a couple of inches shorter than me but weighed a few lbs. more than me because I was underweight despite my eating more than my overweight brother.He had a masculine hairline with a full beard and wore a green T-shirt and wlking shorts and sneakers. I'd later find out is lover, who was just as masculine, did have attractive clipped to the quick nails. Unfortunately I met him two or three years later, after taking up with a lover who'd become my last ex so I never got the chance to have sex with him.
We shot the shit for half an hour of getting to know each other before stripping in his room at the back of the trailer.
He had a king-size bed on a full floor platform, built for sex.
We started off with French action. He sucked my cock the way a man's cock should be sucked, none of that raking and disrespect the bimbos in high school and college gave us men. My dick felt good in his mouth and after a while of letting him fellate it I held his head and fucked his mouth the way we men fuck any other cunts. He was adept at taking it like a "man".
I then tried his ass. He took the classic position on his stomach with his legs spread while I greased up my loggerhead. I mounted him and entered him, hilting myself. He told me that I should enter assholes slowly, especially those who werent fucked much and especially virgins and asses that had just lost their cherries. Being a man I didnt mind putting pain to assholes with my dick. I had read some porn with anal sex and most mentioned the pain of getting fucked along with the enjoyment men get by putting pain to assholes while fucking them.
David's ass was far from virgin, as he had been getting fucked for three decades starting when he was my age of eighteen and a half. As a matter of fact his ass was as loose as the vaginas I'd fucked.
That was my first thing I learned about holes. The more cocks a mouth takes the more skills it gets but the more dicks asses take the looser they get, especially after getting fucked by well-hung men.
I also tried my hand at bottoming. All three times I tried to take it in the mouth my gag&puke reflex kicked in. Another man tried to put it to my ass and I bucked him off. It was like getting a brick shoved up my ass. I never cared to be a bottom anyway so it was no loss to me, just to the versatiles who wanted reciprocation. I did give handjobs to those who gave me good head or ass. Sometimes I gave slick-leggings as well.
The only thing I liked up my ass was the tongue of an ass-kissing rimmer or the rubber-gloved nailbitten finger of my proctoligist.
I actuality I didnt get my rocks off in David but at least I did put my penis in both ends of him several times.
For some reason I couldnt get off in someone. I never came in the broads I fucked which was a good thing then because that all but eliminated the dangers of causing a pregnancy but I lamented not being able to cum in someone's mouth or up his ass. I actually spent two hours fucking one bear without an orgasm.
It was several months later when one of my conquests had me jack my dick until I was ready to cum or start cumming and then jam my dick into the person's mouth or ram it up his ass and pump my cum into it. His idea worked and I was able to finally get my rocks off in someone. Unfortunately I never got to try it with David.
Part of my problem was the quack that butchered me when he circumcised me. The quack took too much of my foreskin and I ended up with a hypospadia to add insult to injury. This meant that my sensitive parts were largely taken from me.
Most of my conquests accepted my need to wank before putting my dick in them to cum in them.
During that time I also began biting and clipping my nails. Getting rid of the worthless dead white off the ends of my fingernails was one of my best moves and a right of passage into manhood. I had been turned on by that aspect of masculinity a few months before I was eighteen so getting my hands masculine also added to my masturbating pleasure. It also made mutual masturbation a pleasure for the men I jacked and also safer when I jacked in front of a cocksucker's mouth before I shoved my cock in it to cum in his mouth.
Almost a year later I was able to finally cum in someone without having to jack first. The recipient of that load was a 35 year old blond mama's boy whose parents owned a charter bus company. I had fucked his mouth and ass a couple of times before. That night I fucked his mouth, then we went to sleep. We awoke in the morning and after he sucked on my dick. I added some lube to his spit on it and fucked him up his ass. I fucked him for about ten to fifteen minutes and came in him. It was a good orgasm and I rested laying on his back, my dick hilted in his hole. After a few more minutes I wthdrew and he called his mother in another state, as he often did in the mornings.
After he hung up he started whining saying I was only interested in his body. I was about to tell him he was my first fully successful fuck but his whining fucked that up. I went into the john, washed my dick off in the bathroom sink, got dressed and went home. I went on to more and better lays for the next half a dozen years before meeting my current lover of three decades and dropping out of circulation.