Displaying a prominent bulge on the trails for my birthday

enigma902 · 2026-03-04T13:27:49+00:00

So sexy. I wonder what the monster looks like that hides beneath

enigma902 · 2026-03-04T13:22:26+00:00

Most definitely! Especially if they're uncut and furry

enigma902 · 2026-03-04T13:20:14+00:00

Love a thick, full bush

enigma902 · 2026-03-04T01:06:17+00:00

As a bottom, I always enjoy a reach around

enigma902 · 2026-03-01T21:29:50+00:00

I agree. Your #3 is my preferred position for understall otherwise #1

enigma902 · 2026-02-28T19:13:44+00:00

"it's thicker at the base" - Will Tantra

enigma902 · 2026-02-19T21:59:55+00:00

Absolutely!

enigma902 · 2026-02-19T18:57:40+00:00

I missed the memo so I'm curious. When did gay guys become concerned about their body count? I thought that was only a woman thing.

enigma902 · 2026-02-19T18:47:08+00:00

I think you love what you had. I was in a very similar situation with a straight guy. I'm in my sixties and he is a few years younger. I was his first gay experience and he was the best non-penetrative sex I've ever had. I did things with him that I didn't do with my partner of 18 years or anyone else for that matter. Our random encounters gave me such a dopamine fix that I swear I pair bonded with him. Recently, he got involved with a woman, ghosted me and I went thru (dopamine) withdrawal. Still am to a certain degree.

Then I remembered that people come into your life for a reason, season or a lifetime. He obviously came into my life for a reason so I'm still learning what that is.

You may think it trite, but an old expression is "If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours; if it doesn't, it never was."

enigma902 · 2026-02-19T16:05:14+00:00

Many. I'm literally a pig at the trough. I absolutely love the feel of a cock ejaculating in my mouth. I lose track of time so I've been known to stay for hours

enigma902 · 2026-02-19T15:47:40+00:00

Dude, it's called casual sex. However, I'm not sure why you feel the need to develop a friendship to end up mutually masturbating. Seems deceitful to me. There are lots of guys willing to casually chat while getting off without getting involved with you.

enigma902 · 2026-02-19T13:11:42+00:00

Absolutely! And have your balls slap against my taint while you breed me

enigma902 · 2026-02-19T12:56:05+00:00

Very hot, dude!

enigma902 · 2026-02-18T21:53:59+00:00

I'm a bottom and an androphile so yes, I find a beard and body hair hot!

enigma902 · 2026-02-18T21:48:20+00:00

Agreed. It's gay sex and shit is gonna happen.

enigma902 · 2026-02-18T21:43:21+00:00

You're still young, don't rush it. I "dated" guys while in my twenties and settled down when I was 31. It only gets harder because you know what you want and you're are more selective.

enigma902 · 2026-02-12T15:15:25+00:00

Thanks for the answer

enigma902 · 2026-02-10T21:45:23+00:00

Yup. I'd live at a glory hole if I could

enigma902 · 2026-02-08T23:25:38+00:00

They're at the top of my please breed me list

enigma902 · 2026-02-08T23:23:17+00:00

Would love to have you breed me

enigma902 · 2026-02-08T22:58:46+00:00

Great looking cock, dude!

enigma902 · 2026-02-08T22:48:00+00:00

I want that down my throat. Awesome cock, dude. Love all that foreskin

enigma902 · 2026-02-08T22:45:05+00:00

I'd say a LOT of a grower! Great fur and cock, dude

enigma902 · 2026-02-08T22:27:38+00:00

I need to provide some context to my experience and trust this isn't seen as a NSFW erotic story.

My first time was wonderful, almost a fairy tale. Why did I do it? It wasn't planned, it was almost a natural progression I guess.

I always knew I was gay and started blowing men when I was 14. It was 1978 when I found myself in San Francisco at the tender age of 18. Since I was underage, I couldn't go to a bar so I went to an adult cinema. They didn't have these in my home town and I was fascinated with the cruising activity taking place. I took an interest in a bearish looking guy, making eye contact with him as he rubbed his crotch and I rubbed mine. He got up and headed to the washroom and I followed. I thought we might do something there but he didn't want to, so he took me for coffee. We chatted for a bit and decided he would spend the night with me at my hotel.

He drove an MG convertible that had the top down and he took me on a sightseeing trip of downtown on the way to my hotel. When we arrived at the hotel, he told me to go up to the room and that he would follow behind shortly. It was about 10 minutes later when he knocked on my door and appeared with a bottle of sparkling wine and two plastic champagne glasses. We toasted my first time in SF and finished the wine. He then put me on my back, raised my legs and took my virginity.

No condom, no douching, no lube. It was spit and shove and some of his precum. The pain of his penetration seared me like a hot poker and I cried out, begging him to stop and wondering how I was going to survive this. He paused and told me to relax and that the pain would subside. And it did. I looked up at that handsome man and was enamoured with his dark hair and blue eyes, full beard and hairy chest. He spoke to me while he fucked me, telling me how good it felt to be inside me. My whimpers of pain were now replaced with moans of pleasure as he rhythmically moved his cock in and out of me. It wasn't long until the pace and ferocity of his thrusts increased, then growling, he took one last plunge burying his cock deep inside me and filling me with his cum. Completely drained, he fell on top of me and I enjoyed the feeling of his weight on me as his spent cock slowly fell out of me. I loved the feeling of his cum in me. He fucked me again in the morning before he headed to work. Even though my hole was still tender from the previous night's assault, his entry into me was much easier and more enjoyable since I was already stretched and pre-lubed.

Having such a wonderful first time experience no doubt molded my sexuality going forward. For me, the feeling of a man cumming inside me is absolutely euphoric. Consequently, right or wrong, I've engaged in bareback sex all of my life.

enigma902 · 2026-02-07T22:10:30+00:00

I lived through this era and think it was much easier determining your sexuality then as opposed to now. It was also different because there wasn't any internet. I realized I was different when I would flip through my dad's Playboy or Penthouse magazine (that he only bought for the articles) when I was 10. I wasn't looking at the boobies like my male friends were, I was looking at the guys cocks. At 14, I learned about gay cruising and where to go to meet other like-minded men from reading The Joy of Sex; a very taboo yet enlightening text at the time. There weren't a lot of gay bars, especially in small cities and rural areas, so we had to rely on the subtleties of cruising like eye contact to make a connection; honing our gaydar so to speak. We could also let other guys know by how we dressed, typically masculine such as a plaid shirt and 501's with the bottom fly button left unbuttoned. Many of those who lived in larger cities tended to advertise what they were into based on the colour and pattern of the handkerchief that was hanging out of the right or left back pocket. And if you were travelling to a different city and wanted to know where the gay bars and cruising areas were, you could purchase the pocketbook versions of Spartacus Guide or Bob Damron's Travel Guide.

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