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Bi Married


Man in Boness, Scotland, UK
Joined: over a year ago
Last on: 3 days ago

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Looking For

Couples (MM) Men TV/TS aged 18 to 99. Won't meet smokers.

Meeting

Cannot accommodate. Can travel.

alex

60 years old
Bisexual

6'2"  188cm
Average
Non smoker
Social drinker
No tattoos
No piercings
Size: Average
Role: Versatile
Caucasian (white)

Interests

1 on 1, Anal, Cruising, Group sex, Naturism, Older guys, Safe sex, Voyeurism, Webcam, Wanking
Sitting in the cubicle, nervous, I hear the door close to my right, trousers down shirt still done up, then the eye appears at the hole. My hands on my thighs feeling that excitement only these moments seem to bring. A few seconds later the small note is pushed through the hole..... "show me your cock x" The rush hits me again and my cock jerks in my pants. Hooking my thumbs into the band I slide them down my cock jerks up immediately. I cant stop I start to wank, opening my legs wide to show him. Another note .... "take of your clothes" its like another "hit" I slip of my shoes and undo the buttons slipping the shirt off, then stepping out of the trousers and pants but not before reaching into the pocket and taking out the little white panties and sliding them up, finally, while its not important to him I remove my socks, leaning back face red with nerves and excitement I expose myself as I wank for him. Cock out the side of the panties, losing myself in this moment as I have done so many times. The "normal" life I have is nothing to do with this, I am unable to stop the cravings. I hear shuffling at the door I must have been making a noise I see the door being pushed... god I so want to unbolt it, but I resist this time. Another note "I see your wedding ring show me the cum you spurt up her" its all to much I jerk my hips and the cum spurts out onto the floor some on the walls oh god yes. As the sensation passes I feel that guilt, pulling up the trousers but not before changing back into my own pants. Guilt telling me I need to go back to my other life. I dress as quickly as I can scurrying home, knowing that it will only be a short time before I am back needing more...much more.

This was how my early days started a long time ago, it shaped what I found truly erotic. If you like this, or is resonates with you please feel free to drop me a note I will always respond.

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