none2_none2
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I decided to make my own thread after reading some of the recent posts on this board. I don't expect a lot of responses (if any), but I need to make sure that someone new on this board may know that love/romance/(or whatever you want to call it) is possible when you give a damn about the human being attached to that other cock or ass or whatever are lusting after. I do and know I'm not alone even if it seems not the case from so many of these posts on this board.
Note, I had my first m2m encounter just a little over 40 years (15-Aug-1981). It was not that good. I really didn't enjoy m2m sex until I finally was allowed to top about 2 years later. Sure I have had HUNDREDS of partners over those 40 years, and I didn't come with an engagement ring in my back pocket before I had sex. That being said, I always hoped over those years, that I would have someone to settle down with and call that my home and my family. Those early years I was so disillusioned because plenty of those guys were in capable of anything beyond a romp.
At one point, I figured I would be better off with a woman as childish and selfish as many of the men had been. However, before I went that route, I got myself checked out and found out my sperm count was so abysmally, pathetically low, that I couldn't sire children. The thought of settling down with a woman that I could never impregnate made me fell like I might as well be a cuckold, which was a TOTAL turn off.. Thus I didn't switch sides. Yes I have fantasize impregnating a guy, but at least with those fantasizes I don't have to remind myself just how much I am a failure of being able to really sire children...
The honest to God truth about the guys I was disillusioned about, for 99.9% of those guys, I (yes ME, MYSELF, I) had by far the higher sex drive. Plenty of times when I developed something at least on some repeated pattern of being with that individual, I would have to j/o during the night so that I would let them sleep...
I have been with the same wonderful man for 18 years this Labor Day. Yes we are monogamous, but to be totally honest does that really mean anything when my dick has chronic ED, I don't know.... All I know is that if my dick could be fixed, I still wouldn't get it on with anybody else. He might never know if I did, but I would and I would be SO ashamed of myself. I just couldn't do it even if I had permission. Loving someone, you give your whole self to, or else it is something less.
We have our ups and downs, but we are together through thick and thin.
Note, I love to kiss him. Strangely, we kiss every time one leaves the house. I don't recall much kissing when we have been having sex over the years. I will admit that the first time I kissed a man (that guy from 40 years ago), it was horrible. It was about a month before we actually got it on. My stomach was empty and he was a HEAVY smoker (cigarette AND pipe). I was afraid I would throw up -- not from not liking men, but because of the fumes. My current partner was a smoker when I met him. He was supposed to give it up after having 5 bypasses that the doctors said was in good part due to tobacco usage. Anyway, he started up again, but knows not to do it where I can see it. It would do no good to nag about it. Note, I don't have a fetish for smokers. I just never eliminated caring for a very good man because he might have such flaws. It isn't like I don't have mine. My big bad habit is that i like to eat carbs, and my diabetes is good proof of that.
I don't deserve my partner. He could have found someone with a much nicer personality. He could have found someone younger. (I'm exactly only 5 months younger than he is.) He could have found someone whose cock didn't stop getting hard and staying hard. But he stays and stays. Thank goodness.
I don't know who has candle light meals -- unless the electricity goes out. However, he is a great cook. I don't mind doing laundry, but I wish I didn't have to do dishes since he uses umpteen dishes, pots, and pans when I would have simply cleaned out and reused what I already used. One of the things I love to do is touch his body while he sleeps. I think it is kind of a reminder that he is for real, and that I won't one day wake up and realize I dreamed this all up. I literally get an electric buzz in my skin when during his sleep he puts his arm or leg over me.
My Achilles' heel will always be my need to love and be loved by another man.
I know that some cannot do down this path because of obligations to a wife and family. I sometimes wonder had I married (and if able to have kids), would I be able to keep my wedding vows. I say I could, but I know in my heart that if I had a son (nothing sexual), I would be SO VERY depressed when it was time to let him stretch his wings and fly away to live his own life.
I want to assure those of you who are reading this that IF you want someone to settle down with that happens to also be another man, it is possible, you just have to look for it. Men with big hearts DO exist, just keep looking if that is what you desire.
The following photo is not about cock (or ass since that is my orientation). Still when I see photos of two men like this there is an aching to wish I were watching the painter/photographer as he saw what transpired. So tender...
https://artsandculture.google.com/a...615574489454585,"height":0.6642710472279261}}
Note, I had my first m2m encounter just a little over 40 years (15-Aug-1981). It was not that good. I really didn't enjoy m2m sex until I finally was allowed to top about 2 years later. Sure I have had HUNDREDS of partners over those 40 years, and I didn't come with an engagement ring in my back pocket before I had sex. That being said, I always hoped over those years, that I would have someone to settle down with and call that my home and my family. Those early years I was so disillusioned because plenty of those guys were in capable of anything beyond a romp.
At one point, I figured I would be better off with a woman as childish and selfish as many of the men had been. However, before I went that route, I got myself checked out and found out my sperm count was so abysmally, pathetically low, that I couldn't sire children. The thought of settling down with a woman that I could never impregnate made me fell like I might as well be a cuckold, which was a TOTAL turn off.. Thus I didn't switch sides. Yes I have fantasize impregnating a guy, but at least with those fantasizes I don't have to remind myself just how much I am a failure of being able to really sire children...
The honest to God truth about the guys I was disillusioned about, for 99.9% of those guys, I (yes ME, MYSELF, I) had by far the higher sex drive. Plenty of times when I developed something at least on some repeated pattern of being with that individual, I would have to j/o during the night so that I would let them sleep...
I have been with the same wonderful man for 18 years this Labor Day. Yes we are monogamous, but to be totally honest does that really mean anything when my dick has chronic ED, I don't know.... All I know is that if my dick could be fixed, I still wouldn't get it on with anybody else. He might never know if I did, but I would and I would be SO ashamed of myself. I just couldn't do it even if I had permission. Loving someone, you give your whole self to, or else it is something less.
We have our ups and downs, but we are together through thick and thin.
Note, I love to kiss him. Strangely, we kiss every time one leaves the house. I don't recall much kissing when we have been having sex over the years. I will admit that the first time I kissed a man (that guy from 40 years ago), it was horrible. It was about a month before we actually got it on. My stomach was empty and he was a HEAVY smoker (cigarette AND pipe). I was afraid I would throw up -- not from not liking men, but because of the fumes. My current partner was a smoker when I met him. He was supposed to give it up after having 5 bypasses that the doctors said was in good part due to tobacco usage. Anyway, he started up again, but knows not to do it where I can see it. It would do no good to nag about it. Note, I don't have a fetish for smokers. I just never eliminated caring for a very good man because he might have such flaws. It isn't like I don't have mine. My big bad habit is that i like to eat carbs, and my diabetes is good proof of that.
I don't deserve my partner. He could have found someone with a much nicer personality. He could have found someone younger. (I'm exactly only 5 months younger than he is.) He could have found someone whose cock didn't stop getting hard and staying hard. But he stays and stays. Thank goodness.
I don't know who has candle light meals -- unless the electricity goes out. However, he is a great cook. I don't mind doing laundry, but I wish I didn't have to do dishes since he uses umpteen dishes, pots, and pans when I would have simply cleaned out and reused what I already used. One of the things I love to do is touch his body while he sleeps. I think it is kind of a reminder that he is for real, and that I won't one day wake up and realize I dreamed this all up. I literally get an electric buzz in my skin when during his sleep he puts his arm or leg over me.
My Achilles' heel will always be my need to love and be loved by another man.
I know that some cannot do down this path because of obligations to a wife and family. I sometimes wonder had I married (and if able to have kids), would I be able to keep my wedding vows. I say I could, but I know in my heart that if I had a son (nothing sexual), I would be SO VERY depressed when it was time to let him stretch his wings and fly away to live his own life.
I want to assure those of you who are reading this that IF you want someone to settle down with that happens to also be another man, it is possible, you just have to look for it. Men with big hearts DO exist, just keep looking if that is what you desire.
The following photo is not about cock (or ass since that is my orientation). Still when I see photos of two men like this there is an aching to wish I were watching the painter/photographer as he saw what transpired. So tender...
https://artsandculture.google.com/a...615574489454585,"height":0.6642710472279261}}
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