This is the fourth in the series which stands on it's own. For added context see my other stories, First, The Slide, and Falling. It's about discovery and the changes that can happen midway through life. Doing things you wouldn't have dreamed of and trying to deal with them. Falling into hedonism and what happens as you descend through the clouds not knowing...
Having spent an evening with Jaxon, one of the local Mandingo club members, I had become totally accepting that from now on, nothing but large black cocks and good black gentlemen would be able to satisfy me. Having been introduced to the chapter, and being accepted, I had been made "theirs", and they had marked me with a tattoo so that I would be known as "...
I started late in life on my journey to being a cocksucker, a year or so after my 50th birthday. I had spent years and years of fantasizing about being on my knees, a big, throbbing, boner down my throat and being rewarded with a hot, thick load of man cream. But I should slow down, my dick is already stiffening just typing those words and I need to get this...
Several of my buddies take an annual trip, just the guys, leaving the wives at home and taking a week to do all that stupid stuff that wives hate; drinking beer, watching sports, swapping stories, and generally being guys. This year we decided to go skiing and found an awesome cabin in the woods near a major ski resort. Even better, the resort was near a ca...