So many memories of lost opportunities by Nadabits – Non- Fiction

Writer: Nadabits

Subject: So many memories of lost opportunities

Link: 31.10.2021 / LS666

So many memories of lost opportunities

 
Jerking off and savoring my preteen/teen ejaculations, sucking our neighbors dog cock, unimaginable depraved ideas swirling in my young mind but mostly my thoughts of cocks. I simply loved the feel of a throbbing penis and the creamy essence only a male can produce. Held, fondled my first “foreign” cock at twelve-ish and was instantly drawn in to be at least a cock lover. Bisexual but always drawn to any opportunity to feel, hold, mold, fondle and eventually suck off hard dicks.
 
I was addicted to ejaculations, sperm wanting to taste and savor every species of cum. Even if I could not suck on the turgid phallus, I at least wanted to feel it and make it cum just for one taste. Only had three K-9s and only one worth the effort but the constant thrilling ejaculation drips in my young faggot mouth was enough to try as often as I could. Never got my hands on horse cock after many tries. Hours at Adult Bookstores and glory hole booths savoring ever fuck drop.
 
I am a true cock sucking faggot cum slut. I miss it, miss those carefree days of random sexual debauchery so prevalent in the seventies and eighties. Wonder how many cocks I have swallowed. Gay and bisexual parties.
 
The immediate stench of stale piss and wasted sperm upon entering the dark corridors of video booths. Smells like home to my depraved demented cock thirst. Finding an empty booth far in the back as masculine men watch searching for one with cock sucker holes as the grip their crouches hopefully. The squelching sound of fresher ejaculations do not deter me from stripping like the cum hungry faggot I am eager to kneel, naked jacking my dick so fucking hungry for a cock.
 
My knees in spent slime as I study the random drips around the glory hole, the exciting graffiti of “cock here”, stick it through for suck and random cock art. Pure faggot beyond gay in a lust fueled eagerness to suck or get sucked.
 
“Do you swallow?”
 
Of fucking course I swallowed every fucking drip I could. First just caressing, grasping the new dick meat. Some holes perhaps allow for balls as well but all that matters is I am “home”, in my element of servitude to the glory of sucking out ejaculate, kneeling obediently, wantonly, hungrily to savor dick juice. Jacking off like a man slut holding my own till the very end hoping it was hours away. Not until the last load did I allow my own self satisfaction to lap up as well.
 
So fucking delicious!

2 thoughts on “So many memories of lost opportunities by Nadabits – Non- Fiction”

  1. Wow! We have so many memories that we share. If only I could go back as that 12 with my strong fesire for cock in my mouth, my life would have been so different and my mouth would have been filled with so much more cum!

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