Been This Way Since I Was Old Enough To Mow Lawns

Growing up in BR, Louisiana I had to work from the time I could get paid. In my midteen years I mowed lawns in the summer. I mowed the lawn of this retired fireman. He was full of instructions and he came out to inspect the work I did and correct me for making mistakes. One day he asked me to come over and help him clean out his garage. The garage door was closed which made it hotter but he didn't want his neighbors to see what we were doing. It was hot so I took off my shirt and I had shorts on. He camek up from behind me and grabbed me and started to hump me hard asking me if I wanted it. He didn't wait for an answer and he pushed my shorts down and humped his way right in balls deep. After he finished fucking me he told me I was the best fuck he had had for a long time and he was going to fuck me every chance he got. He kept his word and he fucked me all summer long and he came up with chores for me to do in the fall, winter and spring and he fucked me. He kept fucking me even after I finished high school and went into the Coast Guard. He fucked me every time I got home. He couldn't wait and I went right over. I didn't cheat on him, not that I didn't have chances, especially in the Coast Guard.

He was old, and he had heart problems and he couldn't get it up anymore and I was out of the Coast Guard and I used the GI Bill to get through Diesel Mechanics school and went to work for the railroad. I was already a big guy, over six foot and weighed in at 230. I only liked big men, big men with lots of sexual energy. The railroad had a lot of men like that, not that they were all gay but there were a few and we hooked up and I had my ass fucked on a regular basis. We had a club, a group of guys who got together and got naked and sucked any dick available and fucked any hole available. I'm a bottom boy so I didn't do much fucking, but I got my share of dick up my ass and I sucked on a wide variety of cocks. It was wild time. Not safe, but we didn't think about that.

As I got older I got more selective and the times changed and I went on the hunt for the right type of man. I wanted a sensual man, one who kissed and played around, who wanted me to please his cock, a man who wanted to end the evening balls deep and then wake up in the morning and go to the diner for breakfast. I met that man, a retired cop, a big man, big chests, large cock and he and I got along pretty well. Well enough to move in together and around our neck of the woods, which had a large gay population we were seen as a couple. A big lifestyle change.

I'm retired now, my friend and I parted ways a couple of years ago and I found a couple of guys who liked watching sports together and took me up on the getting naked thing and sucking cock and bending over and we invited a couple of other guys and we now have eight guys who get together for a good old fashioned suck and fuck, some beers, some wine, some reruns of old super bowls, and some some uninhibited living room fucking around. No strings attached. That old fireman taught me well, enjoy that cock he would tell me. If I could I would tell him I do,

Oh, and raise a glass or take a moment and thank those poor guys who didn't make it home. The Coat Guard didn't get hit as bad, but they took their licks as well. Some good guys out there never had the chance to find out how good cock is. My next blow if for them.