I have a thing for older men, with hairy chests, blue eyes, it makes me crazy, I would do anything for them, I know that. I would get on my knees and suck their delicious musky cocks till they came geysers down my willing throat. I would offer my smoothly shaved ass and spread all night for them as they powerfucked me into submission. I would offer my smoothly shaved balls and cock to pleasure them anyway they wanted. I would share my love of having my balls squeezed hard; my nipples twisted until I cried out in pain and then twisted even harder to let me know I was theirs. I would thrust my hips forward and welcome their fists against my willing balls, their knees, their feet, pummeling me until I collapsed in ecstasy on the floor, with my ass in the air, waiting to be taken. I would smile as they gagged me with a ball gag, tightened the nipple clamps on me, handcuffed me tight behind my arms and looking into my eyes as I quivered in anticipation, as they held the popper bottle to my nose and made me breath deep on both sides, forcing me to take in more, until my body burned from the sexual high and I flushed and arched my hips in the throes of pure carnal lust, as they bludgeoned my balls, and squeezed them in their strong masculine hands, cupping them easily in a vice-like grip as I bucked and shook in the heat of their maleness. I would do all of this and more, I would lie on my stomach as they tied my feet and hands together, mouth gagged and impaled me with larger and larger dildos, each one spreading me wider, until I thought I would explode and then a bigger one, stretching me to my limit, as they pulled on my hair arching my back into the engorged rubber and than slowly sliding their pink, grey haired cocks up my love channel past my puckered rose into me, deep in to me, spreading me, touching my ass, filling me with their thick cocks, feet and hands bound in the air, pummeling me, pounding my willing ass, till I heard their shallow breath increasing, moaning, and screaming finally as they cum in a rapture, and I lay spent and satiated and glowing with the feel of a man's strong body in and on mine, owning me. This I would do and more.
Hoffner and I were sitting at his cottage, we had spent the day fishing and we were pretty tired.
"I'm going to have a shower, are you coming", he asked smiling?
"Yeah, I'd like that."
We climbed into the shower and he turned me towards the faucet and begin soaping up my back, rubbing slowly, he made his way down to my ass and cleaned me all over, in my crack all around my balls. It felt wonderful. I turned around and washed his hairy, grey chest. It was nice, warm, firm and soft at the same time. He had nice pink nipples and I loved sucking on them. They were a good size, not too big or small. He had a nice belly, not fat, but full, the sign of a comfortable man, who lived a good life. It felt warm and smooth on my hands as I moved down and washed his beautiful balls and cock. They were so perfect, round, big, the size of tangerines and full, they always felt full and firm, and his cock was so soft and warm. I was getting really turned on. I looked into his face and he had his head back eyes closed, moaning softly as I brought his cock to a thick erection, the blood was boiling in his cock, I could feel it in my hand. He had nice full lips, under his moustache and I leaned forward and kissed him softly, feeling his coarse moustache tickling my face. I loved it and kissed him deeply, tongues swirling and touching together. It was beautiful and I slid into his arms, our wet bodies sensual against each other, grinding our balls and cocks together in a passion dance, the water raining off of our backs. We got out of the shower and went to the couch. Hoffner had on a white tank top and tight white briefs, I wore a thong and a long sleeved shirt. We sat on the couch facing each other and I reached forward and cupped his balls through the soft cotton. He moaned and arched into my hand and then pushed back against me and stuck his forearm against my chest pinning me against the couch. He had a wild look of lust in his eye, that scared me and turned me on at the same time. "I'm going to fuck you hard, would you like that?"
I nodded submissively and he stood and left the room. He came back naked with a raging hard-on and a tube of lube in his hands. "Take those off" he said, and I pulled down my thong and took off my shirt.
"Turn around and grab on tight," he said laughing
