Memories Of So Many Good Times

My earliest amorous recollections as a teenager were about kissing a boy at school. I kissed his penis instead. It's a memory that has stayed with me all my life. I grew up in a very conservative house, one of several siblings, and life was tough and we were pushed out the door as soon as we turned 18. I joined the Navy and spent the next six years there. At 25 I got into a small college. I kissed another penis there, of a serviceman. He wanted more and more happened and I lost my virginity with him. It was exotic, erotic, the best single night of my life. That moment when he was on my back and his penis penetrated me and I felt his breath on my neck and he thrust in over and over again, that moment was when I grew up.

I wanted to please him so bad, to show him I was happy to be with him, to make love to his penis, to let him make love tome and to feel his penis penetrate deep into me. We had our time together but then he shut me out. It hurt. That was the last relationship of that kind that I had.

I met a girl in my senior year and she was intent on getting married and I went along. Having sex was easy, it's not hard to do. I tried oral sex with her but I really had to build up my will to go down on her. She got pregnant easily and then again a couple of years later. She wanted a home and that's what she had. For many years she thought I had a girlfriend, I never gave her reason to think otherwise. I wasn't about to tell her that I was picking up young men in the bar area in town. I don't really know how many times I came home late at night and had sex with her after having had sex with a random boy. I never used condoms, much like Russian Roulette I went bareback every time.

I've been married 45 years to her and we have a decent close relationship. But we stopped having sex 15 years ago. I don't have the energy, I don't get any feelings from her, I don't care if she is naked, I don't really see her like that. A waiter, a bus boy, a valet parking attendant, they all have a penis, and being young a tight ass, and for money sometime, and other times for fun, they are horny to get fucked. I fuck them. I love seeing a naked boy, young man really, they are always young men out of high school, I just love seeing them naked on the bed, their penis and the space between their legs, or on their stomach and the hair in their crack, I open their cheeks to lick their holes, and climb on them to fuck.

I was at an airport hotel ten days ago, I was sitting down by the bar alone, my back to a wall, and my computer in front of me, out of sight. I had a short video, a big man on a young man, driving his point home. A man came and sat beside me, too quick for me to shut the screen. He put his hand on my thigh, up high and told me he was a lot better than a video. We went up to his room, and got naked, and he had a wonderful penis, big and thick and hard. I sucked him, giving him the best I knew how to give. I lay on the bed, on my stomach and felt him kneel over me and lower himself and drive his penis into me. Hard, intentional thrusts, a man fucking for his pleasure, my anus his hole for the night, for his pleasure. And mine. He came, with a jerk, two jerks, then three. I turned and took his penis and put it in my mouth and sucked it and licked it clean. Then rimmed him deep with my tongue.

I brought a small g*ft home for my wife, we talked about her ailing mother and about my son's job. We had dinner together. She has a good life, in the sense that she has no economic worries, I've made a good living and been lucky with my investments. She's going on a Mediterranean cruise with her girl friends. I'll stay home and go and hunt for a young man to fuck, or if I'm very lucky, meet a man my age I can bottom for.