Thursday, May 19, 2005
BENDOVER BOYFRIENDS I HAVE KNOWN (Part 9)
Our third Bendover Boy is named D also. He's somewhere down in Orange County, but he seems ready to roam far afield for his pleasures. He writes that he has always wanted "toe curling" sex with a couple, and we are his first apparently. But clearly he has played a bit with men and women, because he is probably the most evolved guy of the three. Every orifice is on the block with him. He loves it all.
And he is quite good looking, tall, dark, handsome, with a lively, humorous personality and a rather great looking, rather large penile proturberance.
I probably sound like a gay boy at heart when I talk like this, alright alright, so I like looking at men. Part of it is my wanting that big cock inside me, another part of it is me wanting to wear it around for myself. Those lines often become blurred. I try to make my way as best I can. So shoot me. But not before he fucks me first, please.
D must have popped some Viagra ahead of time, because he is as hard as a rock for most of the evening. Ouch. He gets off at one point, finally, but then he's ready for more but now he can't come again to save his soul.
My D is feeling a bit annoyed, he WANTS to get the guy off but he can't, so now it's become a challenge. And a bit of a chore. I am thinking, this is a bit unnatural. I can see why the guys take the stuff, but don't you want to get off now and again? And why do you need Viagra at age 35? I don't think D has tried this particular drug before, he seems a little surprised by his body's response. Hopefully he won't try it again.
He must have anticipated our making a night of demands upon his handsome person. Which we do, of course. But he is game for all of it, with no compunctions, no qualms. His only regret may have been that he is really more of a bottom than we first thought. He really likes getting fucked by guys as much as he likes fucking women. My partner D obliges him, but he seems to want more.
Later, we sent him some of the juiciest pictures we snapped that night. But we don't hear from D again either. What's that all about? When you've had a nice time, as we thought he and us had had, don't you want to repeat the experiment?
But I guess not. Seems like people who do threesomes are often only ready to deal with it as a one-time thing. Are we disappointed? Somewhat, we knew we wanted more with both this D, and with B from San Diego. But things don't seem to work that way.
Maybe that's why the guys seemed "open minded," because moving on is already programmed into the night's festivities. They can afford to be out there because they know they are free and clear when they walk out the door.
So who says true romance is dead?
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And he is quite good looking, tall, dark, handsome, with a lively, humorous personality and a rather great looking, rather large penile proturberance.
I probably sound like a gay boy at heart when I talk like this, alright alright, so I like looking at men. Part of it is my wanting that big cock inside me, another part of it is me wanting to wear it around for myself. Those lines often become blurred. I try to make my way as best I can. So shoot me. But not before he fucks me first, please.
D must have popped some Viagra ahead of time, because he is as hard as a rock for most of the evening. Ouch. He gets off at one point, finally, but then he's ready for more but now he can't come again to save his soul.
My D is feeling a bit annoyed, he WANTS to get the guy off but he can't, so now it's become a challenge. And a bit of a chore. I am thinking, this is a bit unnatural. I can see why the guys take the stuff, but don't you want to get off now and again? And why do you need Viagra at age 35? I don't think D has tried this particular drug before, he seems a little surprised by his body's response. Hopefully he won't try it again.
He must have anticipated our making a night of demands upon his handsome person. Which we do, of course. But he is game for all of it, with no compunctions, no qualms. His only regret may have been that he is really more of a bottom than we first thought. He really likes getting fucked by guys as much as he likes fucking women. My partner D obliges him, but he seems to want more.
Later, we sent him some of the juiciest pictures we snapped that night. But we don't hear from D again either. What's that all about? When you've had a nice time, as we thought he and us had had, don't you want to repeat the experiment?
But I guess not. Seems like people who do threesomes are often only ready to deal with it as a one-time thing. Are we disappointed? Somewhat, we knew we wanted more with both this D, and with B from San Diego. But things don't seem to work that way.
Maybe that's why the guys seemed "open minded," because moving on is already programmed into the night's festivities. They can afford to be out there because they know they are free and clear when they walk out the door.
So who says true romance is dead?
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