I have always loved older men. The hairiness, the mature skin, the large round, heavy asses, hair covered, or smooth; brown, or pinkish white skin. The balls hairy, and heavy, large, medium, and small. Cocks hanging soft, hooded, or cut, long, and thick, or short, and fat. All daddies were handsome to me, all daddies were large. Being held in their strong arms, sometimes shirtless, or just wearing bathing trunks, or in their underwear. They were giants to me, and I loved and admired them. Even at 69, I still do

Alan

5 thoughts on “Love older men

  1. I might just be gay for older men. Their maturity and self acceptance puts me at ease to have non-judgmental fun. We can be ourselves and explore or desires.

    I have 3 friends I meet with and none of us are the same age. I’m 25, the others are 52, 64 & 69. We are all good friends and our shared interests has helped build the friendship. It’s the perfect type of friends because we can also help each other with our sexual needs. We can share a drink and chat just like regular friends and continue while having fun together.

    The judgmental feelings are out the bag and left with pure fun. I love feeling their mature skin against mine and hearing them reach orgasm. The other guys smacking our bums and pushing us closer together while the top reaches his orgasm in harmony.

    It’s not really about age or looks. Just need to find the right guy/guys to connect with. Can’t say I enjoy myself the same way with other guys my age.

  2. Love older hung lovers. I’m less concerned with length as I prefer really thick penis.

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  4. I have always loved older men. The hairiness, the mature skin, the large round, heavy asses, hair covered, or smooth; brown, or pinkish white skin. The balls hairy, and heavy, large, medium, and small. Cocks hanging soft, hooded, or cut, long, and thick, or short, and fat. All daddies were handsome to me, all daddies were large. Being held in their strong arms, sometimes shirtless, or just wearing bathing trunks, or in their underwear. They were giants to me, and I loved and admired them. Even at 69, I still do.

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