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This following is both based on experience and longing. Only the names have been changed.
I've written stories before, often simply rehashing this one theme. It's been a way to satisfy both my impulse to write and to explore my own sexual nature. And so, what I write won't be for everyone's tastes. Here's mine.
It's certainly my subjective view. I don't claim it for anyone, much less everyone else. I've been on the scene since I came out at 17, back in 1999. I've met guys with vastly varied preferences, just as varied as they are among straight dudes, and no doubt just as varied as women's sexual tastes. However, from the time I was a teenager until now, I've been what might appear as boringly orthodox in my taste. I like fit, good looking guys in their early 20s. Not that I don't fancy one or two guys my own age or older as well. Not at all. I'm still smitten actually with a guy who I grew up with. I mean, totally enamoured with him. But he's straight and we're just friends. He's always been cool with my sexuality and he knows I've had the hots for him since school, but he also knows id never endanger my friendship with him by crossing the line. So we're solid. He is still a devastatingly handsome guy at 42. I'll probably always be attracted to him. But that's life. He's married with kids, and I'll never be more or less than his good mate.
However, in purely sexual terms- leaving aside the finer feelings, of which I do certainly have- I'm as borningly conventional as any middle aged straight lad who ogles young women. I like hot jocks and twinks. I liked them when I was one, and I still do. And whatever other guys various tastes may be, I just don't find most guys over 35, however hot they may have been before, attractive. That includes me of course. I used to have guys falling over each other to get a piece of my ass, but now I'm just a saggy middle-aged guy. I don't want to insult any readers, but that's just how I see it; though we might have been hot shit back in the day, if we're over 35, I can think we can expect the fit young lads to take us as first preference. I certainly didn't when I was 18-25.
Where I'm less conventional however, is that I don't mind being a less-than-hot middle aged dude who hankers after the young lads I once scored easily. I developed a kink for being humiliated and dominated by the younger models just like I used to do with the old guys back in the day. It's a role reversal situation, but I find it really thrilling. I like that I have to appear desperate and pathetic in the gay sauna and beg just to get a whiff of some fresh, hot young lad's arse. I like when a fit twink shames me and my mates, the former scene talent of the early `00s- for our aging bodies and makes us perform humiliating displays with each other for their amusement. That happens quite a lot in the sauna. Here's how such a session can go;
I'm there in the steam-room with an old pal, maybe Darren or Wayne, both seriously hot studs 20 years ago but just has-beens like me now -- and a fit young lad of 21 walks in. We both make for him but he doesn't fancy us. He tells us we're sad old pervs and he doesn't want to see our flabby arses and aging dicks. He laughs at us when we offer our 40+ year old holes to him. If there's no other twinks around, he might play with us. He forces us to compete with each other to get a piece of him. He teases us with flashes of his pert arse and rippingly healthy young dong. He gets me and Darren to shed our towels and get on all fours in front of him, butt naked and sweaty. He directs me to rim Darren's tired, stale old arsehole as he stands behind me, slapping my own sweaty out-of-shape ass. As I'm there exploring Darren's manhole (again!) I'm thinking of how 20years ago, this was a turn-on. When Darren was 23, he was just beautiful and his ass was magnificent. Now....I'd rather not! But the young lad we both crave is making us do it by offering the chance of eventually getting a taste his bussy. The boy gets us to stand up again, side by side as he sits against the steam-room wall, his towel ever so slightly revealing his hefty schlong which we see is now getting hard from watching us old dudes perform. He snickers as he looks at our plump bellies and wrinkly, though now rock hard cocks. We're standing in shame at the abuse and remembering how we used to be just like this obnoxious, but achingly sexy young stud. We were just as teasing and caustic of the middle aged lads back then. We're also gagging to get our lips around this boy's tackle. We're begging just to serve his every whim if we can get some. Will he be so generous? Often times he might, after we sufficiently please him and submit to his desire for our humiliation.
More than that sometimes.... 25years ago, in this very sauna I met a middle aged guy who begged me to come home with him. He wanted desperately for me to stand naked over him and squat and shit from my twink butt on his face. I was pretty horrified at the thought at the time. It wasn't my thing at all. But he offered, me cash, so I did what he was craving for. Now I know what he must have been feeling. He himself might have been a fit young jock two decades before he met me. He had come around to the kink of being humiliated by his new scene replacements. I'm just like that now. I get off on just the thought of having a beautiful, fresh jock boy of 20-25, stand over me like a young colossus, and deliver onto my burnt out middle aged face the steaming rebuke of the new generation!
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