"Me (male), in my early 50s. I'm 53 ( 1972 ). "
"I'm soft for black men. I go weak in the presence of beauty. I met a really dark, slightly older guy from Africa in Dublin Bus Station once, when I was only twenty two. We spoke for a while, people watched, and we parted for separate destinations. Nothing untoward. I'd not had the experience of such company before, it being Ireland, and was clueless about my sexual preference. "
"Knowing what I know now, and thanks to the Internet. I'm honestly pissed, and regret not inviting my dark, handsome stranger somewhere discreet, and enjoying his body fluids making their way down my big, black cock loving throat. At 52, and only recently "coming out". I've still to have the privilege, and the pleasure.
Life will suck if I don't. "
"💛💛💛💛."
