Maybe it’s because I’m hung and too inexperienced as a bottom to take a big dick, but watching other hung guys getting fucked by big dicks is a huge turn-on for me.
Bottoms I’ve fucked have suggested that I get a dildo made from my cock so I can experience what they feel, but I already know I wouldn’t be able to handle it!
So, during pillow talk with the guy I fucked last night, he tells me how hot I am, but then says mine isn’t the biggest cock he’s ever had. He goes on to describe a monster cock that’s something most guys can only dream of…and that he’s had the pleasure of being filled by.
Not gonna lie. I shot straight past the compliment and was upset that I wasn’t the biggest he’s ever had. I’m such a greedy bastard!
Even though I connected with a hot couple at the pool yesterday, our liaison amounted to a boner-inducing, but emission-free show. My blue balls got even worse when my date last night had to cancel suddenly.
Thankfully, though, I woke up to a text from my puppy on his way back from a family vacation where he was totally sex-starved. He just landed at the airport an hour ago and is heading straight home to get cleaned up for Daddy.
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve considered myself an otter evolving into a silver fox. But last night a well-known muscle bear told me that I was not an otter. He said I was too old to be one (the first time I’ve ever heard of an age limit on Otterdom), but more importantly, he said I was too big to be an otter. Not fat. Gym big. Then he called me a bear!
A couple of other guys there who have known me a little longer said that even though I’ve gotten bigger, I’ve always had too slender a build to be a bear. One of them even said he considered me a wolf.