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Updated from original post 28 October 2011
Admittedly, I love my cock, in every way and in every state. That said, I haven’t always been this secure and confident about my dick. I developed a healthy sexual self-esteem in spite of the fact that I didn’t have a clue what other guys REALLY thought about it.
How could I...or they...given my 'inclination' to dive head-first lay face-down, back arched with my smooth, sweet ass in the air, my cock barely got a look-in. If anything, my older brothers and Dad (see post) are all very well-hung and matured at young ages. By comparison, I grew-up believing my cock was insignificant. By default AND by desire, I resigned myself to bottoming for nearly six or seven years after coming-out...and I fkn loved it!
Then, I moved to SF when I was 24...and my sexual identity got a very unexpected overhaul. Fuck after fuck, man after man after man wanted MY COCK...wanted me FUCK them up the ass, dominate them...'they' pretty much decided for me, eliminating my options, clearing the way for me to take my rightful place...on TOP.
And just like that, bottoming was soon my past time and I never looked back...not once. How could I? In addition to my growing ego, my cock was in high demand and there was way too much tail on offer for me to even give it a thought, fully aware I had matured into a total TOP...best of all, I was becoming the TOP I always hoped to meet as a bottom...older, more secure, sexually confident and increasingly masculine...or so I have been told ;)
I'm not that complicated but rather self-aware...know what I like, y' know...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 cock-sucking bottom he has always dreamed of being (see pic of my all-time favourite, well-trained cock-lovin' boy!).
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 45, I regard myself as sexy and handsome, fit and sexually obsessed.
I’m a selfish Top. Bare in mind the very thing that fuels my sense of entitlement is that 'thing', when it all fuckin' works. For very selfish reasons, I always take time to learn about my sex partners’ fantasies, drives, experiences, limits, etc...that level of dialogue makes me hard instantly...luv hearing them talk shit, gettin' dirtier and dirtier, more relaxed... 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 boast of my own, often realizing it all at once.
For over a decade, almost every boy and man I’ve fucked referred to me as either "TOP", “Sir” or “Daddy”...unsolicited, at least initially. For this other very intimate reasons, I take tremendous pride and pleasure “training” these sexually adventurous novices 'boys' in particular, though am always keen to guide another willing Top into submission then 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. Like I said, I'm a patient man.
Collectively, my profiles' stats, details, pics, vids AND blog leave little to the imagination - that is, if your cock has motivated you to exploreit's all there, and if you're curious and want to know something else, grow a pair and just ask.
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...
If you remember only one thing about me...
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, objectifying it while shamelessly declaring my cock's superiority among ALL MEN, forsaking all other cock, before or presently, without hesitation, hopeful to extract my load for him and him alone.
Well past swallowing my final seed, his mouth holds on to my cock as it softens, 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...