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Friday, March 15, 2013

My Life Story sorta





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.
This is my DAD (Look at him) I wanted to have sex with him SO BADLY  OH ME OH MY.(Think he MIGHT have something to do with the men I am attracted to)

When  I was 17  I had my first sexual encounters in RHODESIA   of all places  ( it's where I grew up)   and the first man I remember having sex with was a DR on a ship when I was 17 and on a cruise with my parents.   I had several encounters but no pics I'm afraid.   I told my parents I was GAY   my mother blew a gasket   BUT got over it sorta.    Loved me because I was her son    HATED that I was gay.   SO I left Rhodesia in 1965 and flew to LONDON.   Try and Imagine  19 years old from tiny town with NO real experience   arriving in LONDON in 1965   and living in CHELSEA off the King's Road.   TALK about CULTURE shock   WOW
OK so 19 Picadilly circus looking for older men    EVERYONE assumed I was a hustler.   I wasn't  I needed sex and often the ONLY way an older man would have sex with me was if he paid for it.   Altho I was working I wasn't exactly flush    so FUCKIT I thought  if they wanna pay me fine   NOW CAN WE PLEASE have SEX!!!!
The first man I ever fell in LOVE with worked for Johnny Walker.   He was 56 but had a livein chinese boyfriend(WHO was a COMPLETE asshole and didn't love him at all    just needed a sugar daddy to get him into the country and support 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:

boteguilla72 said...

es muy guapo

Jimbo said...

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