It's A Matter Of Taste Isn't It

I spent last night with a young man I met at the mall. Don't worry, he is old enough. It was a good time. Don't think that a man doesn't enjoy spending time with a young man, especially a young man that's willing. At this age I've developed a taste for young men. I suppose that's bad, but a man or an woman my age that has a taste for young women is not a problem. It's a double standard.

When your own cock begins to fail, a young cock with all its vigor is worth every minute.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jun 29, 2025 at 1:48 PM

Sounds tasty, I would love to suck on a nice dick anytime. 69 bi male here I'd pay.

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athensgold124

by athensgold124 on Jun 29, 2025 at 4:02 PM

I have a desire for men also , women really never wanted to have a relationship with me , perhaps i gave off some vibe but i do have women friends who are dear to me and we talk at least once a week. we confide in each other and enjoy each others company . Back to men im 66 and would rather date men around my age , some people want younger but due to medical probs i am looking for companionship i dont have anything that is presently life threatining but it still is a hinderance in some aspects.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jun 29, 2025 at 9:22 PM

I know what you mean about hard-on problems. I am 68 and a couple years ago started having problems maintaining a hard-on.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jun 30, 2025 at 8:31 AM

I personally have always favored older men, but now I’ll be in a man in my 60s myself, it’s hard for me to find older men that are willing to experiment shall say. Younger are OK, but I just can’t keep up with them anymore.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jul 5, 2025 at 11:56 AM

I've been bi since I can remember, love girls and boy's since kindergarten . I was sweet, impish with a smooth fresh look that attracted both boys and girls.
An older teenager in his early teens became my friend. He was effeminate as I was and fluttered around me hugging, kissing and playing dress up in his attic with his much older grown sister's things from a large antique trunk.
We looked so pretty and giggled the three hours of no one being home at his house Saturday's and usually an hour or so after school weekdays. He had a man top that cherished him like he cherished me other than what he learned from him our get togetherness was ours. I was 9 when it happened on a early spring Friday afternoon in a small wooded area deep in the center of a briar that was his secret spot strewn with assorted boy's underpants in and about the small finely grass covered spot. It was a hidden place where numerous young boy's were taken to and deflowered by older more aggressive boy's. Suddenly my agreeing to my first fuck was scary, it was supposed to be a ruffled panty thing in his house except his mom's being home sick made it in the hideout in cotton underpants hastily yanked just enough to get his small, thin boycock wiggled in my chaste boyish virginity.
On my tummy with my smooth cheeky bottom up it was quite the first time and it didn't hurt at all. It was a while before we did it right, in panties and the trimmings but the quick little underpants aside or down in the back curled my toes anyways. Sucking came later as the idea of a penis I'm my mouth seemed gross?

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