"I wasn't born gay --- I was kind of sucked into it."
A joke but oddly personal for me, I knew at an early age I loved men and wanted to please them, I didn't know dick about dick but there was something between their legs, a magical, secret place I wanted to visit and inhabit; a forbidden place, a hidden kingdom.
Mens' bodies were like a treasure map, and theultimate treasure, after much travel, was between their legs. It was their strength and their weakness, and mine too.
Treasure Island
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Men were comfort |
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Men were candy |
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They tasted so good |
Men were power, yet here they were, legs open before a nobody nothing like me, surrendering themselves to my mouth, my tongue, my hands
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My nouth |
When I sucked cock, I couldn't tell who I was anymore, I didn't even care, as long as that cock was in my mouth & that guy I was sucking off was moaning & his balls were tightening & that sweet-tasting pre-cum was flowing
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Like a shark can smell blood in the water from a great distance away, I could scent a dick that needed sucking. I was the guy on the hiking trail or in the parking garage who drained yr balls... |
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I sucked so much dick |
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And there was so much dick to suck |
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It;d be like, Hey, how are ya, & I'd have a cock in my mouth |
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Couldn't even get to my car in the parking garage without smoking some dick |
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