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none2_none2 said:
I never got that reaction from playing with another man's penis even from the start. However, the first time I fucked a guy (about 2 years later). I wouldn't call fucking a man natural, but rather supernatural... I didn't know if I was being born or dying. It felt like like my birthday, Christmas, New Years, and even the 4th of July were happening simultaneously. It was so tight, yet not strangling my cock; warm and smooth, yet clean. I had a hairy man who completely trusted me to cum in his ass, yet in a way not to hurt him. That ultimate trust just added to all the wonderful sensations I was feeling.

Making love to a man with your cock in his ass is the closest thing to the divine one can experience on this earth. As once was said... "Every time a man gets fucked, an angel earns his wings!" ;)

PS: An ass has to be clean and lubricated obviously, but then there is no teeth down there nor gagging, nor lack of an ability to breath.
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I thought that "having" a cock in my ass was the closest thing to the divine, I'm glad that a top also experiences the same feeling
 
vvbim said:
I thought that "having" a cock in my ass was the closest thing to the divine, I'm glad that a top also experiences the same feeling
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I should clarify that with ED I don't get to top anymore, but it is my true orientation. For some, ED means that they switch to bottom, but that isn't my orientation. I still yearn to be inside a man. Unlike many tops, I never wanted a feminine man to mount. I wanted a masculine man with a kind heart. A man who wanted "ME" inside him because it was me -- not because any cock would do. I would dream of truly being able to breed him and sharing my DNA with him to create new life. Sometimes, II would dream that this "child" of life would be a rebirth of myself where I gained my bottom's better temperament and lost my current flaws. Other times it was just to have another generation to spoil and hopefully not have any of the meanness in my parenting skills that my own dad showed towards me. We made our peace before he died. While I loves him, I'd be lying to say II ever liked him.

I've had the same partner for 22 years. We have our up's and down's that all relationships deal with, but my heart always is happy when he comes home. I wish I didn't have ED. There isn't a day that I don't miss being one wiih him physically with my cock inside him.. It goes beyond the physical pleasure with the sense of oneness. I wish I was hung and could simply fall asleep with my cock staying inside. Regardless, ED did make me learn what really matters -- ii is the mental/spiritual bond that endures. For example, I like watching him think. With his mechanical mind, I can see when a light bulb goes off in his mind when he figures how something works, and how to fix iit. He is masculine, he has hardly ever cried in the almost quarter century we have been together. I had West Niile in 2018 that almost came close to killing me several times during that 5 week ordeal. When I came out of sedation, and had my big hunky man crying over "ME", it was another one of those moments where I fell in love all over again. If the big man upstairs said I could rid my ED, but not with him, I'd pass. Why? Because as wonderfully supernatural it is to be inside a hairy, muscular, manly, guy liike my man, one tear from him for my life means so much more. To hear him say (and know it is spoken from his heart), that he doesn't want any another cock inside him, but my own, old wrinkled, ED challenged cock inside him makes my heart a leap into my throat. To combine lust to be inside him (even though I can't anymore) with the lasting mutual love gives me more than I deserve in this life. He truly is my angel on earth. He is the first person I see when I wake up, and the last person I see when I fall asleep. I am truly blessed to have him.
 
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none2_none2 said:
I should clarify that with ED I don't get to top anymore, but it is my true orientation. For some, ED means that they switch to bottom, but that isn't my orientation. I still yearn to be inside a man. Unlike many tops, I never wanted a feminine man to mount. I wanted a masculine man with a kind heart. A man who wanted "ME" inside him because it was me -- not because any cock would do. I would dream of truly being able to breed him and sharing my DNA with him to create new life. Sometimes, II would dream that this "child" of life would be a rebirth of myself where I gained my bottom's better temperament and lost my current flaws. Other times it was just to have another generation to spoil and hopefully not have any of the meanness in my parenting skills that my own dad showed towards me. We made our peace before he died. While I loves him, I'd be lying to say II ever liked him.

I've had the same partner for 22 years. We have our up's and down's that all relationships deal with, but my heart always is happy when he comes home. I wish I didn't have ED. There isn't a day that I don't miss being one wiih him physically with my cock inside him.. It goes beyond the physical pleasure with the sense of oneness. I wish I was hung and could simply fall asleep with my cock staying inside. Regardless, ED did make me learn what really matters -- ii is the mental/spiritual bond that endures. For example, I like watching him think. With his mechanical mind, I can see when a light bulb goes off in his mind when he figures how something works, and how to fix iit. He is masculine, he has hardly ever cried in the almost quarter century we have been together. I had West Niile in 2018 that almost came close to killing me several times during that 5 week ordeal. When I came out of sedation, and had my big hunky man crying over "ME", it was another one of those moments where I fell in love all over again. If the big man upstairs said I could rid my ED, but not with him, I'd pass. Why? Because as wonderfully supernatural it is to be inside a hairy, muscular, manly, guy liike my man, one tear from him for my life means so more. To hear him say (and know it is spoken from his heart), that he doesn't want any another cock inside him, but my own, old wrinkled, ED challenged cock inside him makes my heart a leap into my throat. To combine lust to be inside him (even though I can't anymore) with the lasting mutual love gives me more than I deserve in this life. He truly is my angel on earth. He is the first person I see when I wake up, and the last person I see when I fall asleep. I am truly blessed to have him.
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What a beautiful statement. If sex is one percent of our lives (or even two or three), this is how the other 97%+ is supposed to feel. You both are blessed.
 
I hate it when I hookup with a guy and he can only get half hard and cant cum because he drinks too much. Double addiction. I had one buddy who did that to me several times, but there were some good sucking, too., when he was ready.
 
joepiko said:
My first time was on the floor by the fireplace. Encouraged by his wife…. She knew we both wanted to try. Up to then I had only gone down on her, but, like I said she knew. We did a 69 and it was glorious. He seems twice my size, and I’m a little over 6”. I was surprised how soft it felt on my lips. It felt great feeling his mouth on mine. It didn’t take long for us to cum in each other’s mouth. That was close to 40 years ago, and I’m getting excited about having his cock in my throat in about two hours. The three of us get together every Wednesday for an afternoon of sucking and licking. Sometimes I fuck him too, but he’s way too big for my ass. Our favorite is a 69 with her watching, tickling, stroking either of us. We call it a 70. I love when she pushes my head down on his cock and gets a rhythm going. Looking forward to 4:00. Love it when his cum shoots into my mouth and throat.
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I’m happy your first was something beautifully memorable
 
stranger244 said:
I hate it when I hookup with a guy and he can only get half hard and cant cum because he drinks too much. Double addiction. I had one buddy who did that to me several times, but there were some good sucking, too, when he was ready.
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Some men get nervous before they're about to meet a new potential FWB, so they have a drink or several in order to bolster their self-confidence, but of course, that creates the very problems that they were most nervous about. They're unable to get an erection which only causes mutual frustration, so they're even more nervous the next time, so they have drink...
 
tristantrotsky said:
Some men get nervous before they're about to meet a new potential FWB, so they have a drink or several in order to bolster their self-confidence, but of course, that creates the very problems that they were most nervous about. They're unable to get an erection which only causes mutual frustration, so they're even more nervous the next time, so they have drink...
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It didn't bother me the first time I sucked a cock. We were both drunk and we were both hard as a rock! :)
 
tristantrotsky said:
I thought it was a secret between me and my schoolfriend, John. But I guess that he bragged about it to some of the other boys...
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Like I said, some guys have all the luck! Seriously though, that's the reason that I was afraid to let anyone know.
 
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