It's ALL about ME

...and MY COCK!

Like most Tops, I am keenly aware of what makes my dick hard. I'm a total sucker for the more reserved, boy-next-door types, particularly once the clothes come off and that mouth opens up to feed on my cock, transforming him into the insatiable cocksucking bottom he has always dreamed of being...(see pic of my all-time favourite, well-trained cocklovin' boy!).

And this is about the most common fantasy I have... strokin' and pumping my dick to feel that rage in my groin, shooting creamy juice all over my fist, alternating with my usual 3-4 mini-geysers that land on my stomach and around my pubes.

For over a decade, almost every boy and man I’ve fucked refers to me as either “Sir” or “Daddy”, no exatturation. I take tremendous pride and pleasure “training” the sexually adventurous novices in particular though am always keen to guide another Top into submission and create an experience in which he can let go of what he knows, doesn’t know, should and shouldn’t do, allowing himself to be led so that he can abandon all thought, knowing he’ll be safe under my guidance. I’m a very patient man, a good-natured introvert with an easy smile, hearty laugh and naturally very masculine. I have almost no body hair, except for a bit under my arms, around my nips, treasure trail to my package, up the crack of my ass and all the way down my legs.

Now 43, I regard myself as sexy and handsome, fit and sexually insatiable. I love my cock in every way, in every state. I haven’t always been this confident about my dick. I’ve always felt sexually powerful but didn’t have a clue what other guys thought about it, objectifying it while shamelessly telling me how much they genuinely worshiped my cock. Getting head is the most beautiful and generous thing in the world to me.

I never feel MORE like a man than when another man is kneeling or laying between my meaty legs, worshiping my crotch, unveiling my cock, kissing it, licking it, revering it…awaiting my cue as permission to inhale my cock and begin feasting on it, grateful for its size and power, tirelessly stroking and sucking on it, hopeful to extract my load, swallowing every seed, then releasing my meat only after I’ve said so – though almost none of them want to let go, that is until I place my foot right on his chest and shove him to the floor as I stand up and walk over him to go have a piss.

I’m a selfish Top but I always take time to learn about my sex parnters’ fantasies. Makes me hard hearing them talk dirty, then gradually leading him to divulge his most intimate and secretive sexual fantasies - the darkest, dirtiest sexual scenarios that have gotten him off countless times, yet remain unknown to any other man, until now. And, on the rare occasion when the “right’’ boy comes along, I share my own. When it’s working, I can kick back for hours and just have him service me and my cock while I have a hit off a joint. That’s when I feel most powerful and confident.

I’ll take my time, occasionally humping his mouth to let him know Daddy’s happy. All this time he’s only allowed to respond in 1 of 2 ways: “Sir, Yes Sir” or “Sir, Thank You Sir”.  With the exception of his ‘safe’ word, that’s all he gets because I do not respond to anything else. Anything and everything that boy needs can be addressed using these 2 statements. If he slips up, I let him know how to do it differently but then remind him that the next time will find my strong hand firmly smacking his backside.