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I have been enjoying lots of wanking to gay porn over the past two months here on Xhamster. All this working from home is giving me the opportunity to enjoy distractions that I could never do safely at work. I seem to be enjoying the pleasure of gay porn more often now and my cock is getting used to the increased activity during the day. It seems to be loving it! Thanks to all my contacts here, you Xhamster gay friends, for sharing such arousing material. My cock is permanently stiff these days. And while one always takes pleasure in looking at a handsome hairy muscular guys rubbing one o… Weiterlesen

I was thirteen when I first spurted cum. I guess we all remember that first time – it’s a life changing experience for us all. Nothing is quite the same after. I was pretty innocent – I had only a hazy idea of the facts of life (even though I was a smart k** and a voracious reader – maybe the tougher boys had a better fix on sex than I had back then). About a year before my dad gave me the man-to-man facts of life talk, which was pretty pathetic. I guess my mother made him do it, they must have seen that I was sprouting pubic hair and hair under my arms – my voice was alternating between tre… Weiterlesen

There were no opportunities to see naked people in the Ireland of those years – girlie magazines were banned, and gay magazines were beyond the pale – being queer was a crime back then. But I discovered the pleasure of looking and enjoying the sight of naked men when I was about nine years old, I discovered the sights that gave me pleasure, long before I hit puberty............ My mother inherited a large art book. It had hundreds of plates showing great works of art. I remember first discovering this book when I was about 9 years old. I loved that book, especially those pictures of naked me… Weiterlesen

I remember the first time I knew it was wrong to look - I was about ten years old and I was sitting on a wall looking at a football match with my friend. It was a winter evening, light fading, misty and cold. The match ended and the guys stripped off - there were no showers or locker rooms in that field back then - they were naked and sweating. I still remember one huge guy - he was probably in his late teens. He was hairy and muscular, with a long elephant's trunk hanging down between his legs. I was entranced. My prick was like steel, aching. "Don't stare at the guys when they are naked"… Weiterlesen

I think I always knew - I remember as an eight year old standing at the school urinal trough with my classmates and looking at their beautiful soft pricks, while mine stood up like a tree - with piss shooting straight up like a bloody fountain - my treacherous body betraying my secret. Mind you, I probably didn't know it was such a terrible secret then, but I guess I learned soon enough.… Weiterlesen