OK here goes The story of my life so far. How I became who I am and why I love the men I love. I was adopted by older parents at birth. As a child I found myself choosing my friends by what their father's looked like. WHY??? Because fathers took us swimming and I could see their cocks when they changed in the changing room.( at 8 - awhile I was not AWARE of my motives I only realize it NOW as I think back) When I was 16 I used to watch my father masturbate every sunday afternoon. I would peek through the keyhole of his bedroom door (my parents slept in separate bedrooms) Sometimes he wrapped a hanky round his cock and fucked the bed sometimes he lay on his back and I could see him cum. I SO wanted to burst in just as he was about to climax and suck his cock BUT I never did. Instead I would wait til after he left his bedroom then I would remove his hankerchief from his robe pocket and feel his cum smell it taste it then JACK off AGAIN. I had already JO'd watching him.
AND this is HIM |
The first man I loved |
Francis Montague Jones |
and the first man who ever FUCKED me |
He was very VERY hot to be continued |
2 comments:
es muy guapo
Love the story about watching your father, he's so gorgeous, I can see why you would want him so badly, I would have too
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