Why do so many guys talk with me about the marriage problems?

I may appear masculine and manly, but I have a feminine side as well. I'm not referring to the fact I get so much pleasure from letting hairy guys park their thick cock in my ass.

I'm referring to my inability to park my car

I know it's stereotypical to say women find parking more difficult, but it was proven, so I feel comfortable repeating that.

One of the benefits of having Felix in my life is that when we drive my car, I let him park.

It's quite silly.

I get out of the driver's seat, and he parks my car. Felix fits my car into the tightest of spots the same way he fucks my ass:

  • penetrates in no time

  • fits perfectly

  • comes out without a scratch

Newer cars have cameras that can help you park comfortably. However, I don't plan to replace my 2010 Honda Civic. I have enough money to buy a brand new luxury car every three years, but that goes against everything I believe in.

Also, I feel quite attached to my car, after getting fucked in or next to it many times.

Why am I telling you about me being feminine and unable to park my car?

My inability to park my car got mt into trouble with one of Israel's leading Mafia families.

Recently I started working at a new location.

I work for the same company, but to save money, they moved the office to an industrial area.

It was a setback.

The commute is about the same, but the area is daunting. It felt like moving from the 21st century back to the 1950s.

The most significant change was the parking space. Before, I parked at the tower building where I worked. At this new location, the company made arrangements with a parking lot not too far away.

The resemblance between a parking lot and the gravel paved area reminds me of the difference between my hole and a cunt.

Sure, you can quickly shove your cock into my hole, but it doesn't make it a “cunt”.

Similarly, parking a car in that "parking" area doesn't make it a parking lot.

The owners/workers all looked suspicious. The young guys were always shirtless and very sexy, but they all seemed violent. A month ago, my boss told us that the company had found out that a well known Mafia family owns the place.

"Don't talk with anyone; don't argue with them. Park your car and do what they ask you to. In the meantime, we will try to look for another solution."

As for me, it was too late. I'd already had gotten in trouble with them.

I wake up at 6 AM to avoid traffic. I only have time to:

  • Shave (not my balls, those are naturally smooth),

  • take a cold shower

  • take Luka outside to do her bussiness,

  • feed her

  • and kiss her on the nose before I go

When I arrive at this "parking lot," it's before 7 AM, and there is no one there. Since there are no signs where to park, I try to do my best. But it's hard to decide where and how to position my car.

Eventually, one of the sexy angry-looking guys told me:

"You park here, next to this pillar. This is your spot".

Last Tuesday, when I went to pick up my car and drive to the nudist beach, he yelled at me already from afar.

"Come here, I'm sick of how you park. Why didn't you park close to the fence?"

If I'd parked as he wanted me to, it would mean that any passenger sitting next to me wouldn't be able to get out.

"I had someone with me this morning. That's why I parked like that".

"You're lying! I saw the video footage. You were alone this morning. Don't you dare lie to me again!!!"

I drove away, shaking, and eventually informed my boss that until they find us/me a parking solution, I will be working from home.

Before getting to the nudist beach that afternoon, I felt that I needed something to calm my nerves. I didn't have weed, so instead, I bought beer. But I knew that what could surely calm my nerves would be a massive load of cum in my ass, preferably more than one.

I was lucky that afternoon.

I got my upper body sprayed with a fountain of love cream:

His cum and my orange-dark-brown pubic hair

- And shortly afterward another married guy, filled my ass with a bucket of cum from his thick 55-year-old massive cock.

Who were these guys?

Before telling you how I got lucky to serve two stunning cocks that afternoon, allow me to share with you my career change decision:

I have decided to become a marriage counselor.

You're probably wondering why I think that I qualify as such. Well, the answer is quite simple. Horny married guys come to the nudist beach all the time. Those who end up giving me their sperm, return home relaxed and probably buy flowers for their devoted wives.

In a way, my ass/mouth/hands have saved countless marriages.

Isn't that what a marriage counselor does?

The two guys that generously gave me their cum that afternoon were both married. I want to share with you the first encounter:

He was walking towards me naked. Even from afar, I'd noticed he had a big cock. When he got closer to me, I felt attracted to him right away:

  • He was hairy

  • Lean

  • Presented a lovely hairy ass

  • Had a sweet face

  • And a large cock with a full bush

He stopped and smiled at me.

"Where is the nearest exit?", he asked.

He asked me about exiting the beach, but I was sure he was more interested in entering my body.

We started talking.

"Married?", I asked him.


"Four kids?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

I could just tell because I've had sex with so many married guys at the beach. I can sense their desire for a man and their hunger for a cock/ass. It radiates from every orifice of their body.

"Well, you have the look of 'horny, married, with four kids'"

He smiled, and his cock started growing.

"So, is the exit further north, or should I go back south?"

"Wait for a second, don't leave so fast", I said and, after reaching for his nearly-fully-hard cock, I started massaging it gently.

On doing that, he dropped his bag on the ground. His cock finished getting rock hard instantly, and soon afterward started leaking beautiful crystal drops of precum. I tasted some and used the rest as lube to finger myself.

He didn't notice, because his eyes were closed.

"Oh my God, this feels so good".

He threw his head back, moaned and trembled. I started to gently massage his delicious-looking balls and his stunning, hairy ass gently.

His moans intensified.

"When was the last time a guy played with your balls like that?"

"It's been a year."

He reached to my hard cock and started playing with it as well.

"Oh, fuck, your cock is so big & thick."

It was sweet of him to say that since his cock was gigantic. But he'd probably seen very few hard cocks besides mine.

"Wait a second", I told him, "I need to drink some water."

It was an excuse.

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I secretly got out my lube and poured lots of it on my smooth ass, crack, and love hole. Then I returned to his amazing cock.

Not wanting to waste any time, I started playing again with his pole. But this time, I pressed it to my upper lubed left thigh. When I did that, he firmly hugged me. Slowly I turned within his arms until his massive cock was nicely pressed against my horny crack.

"What are you doing to me? You are amazing; this feels so good".

The funny thing was that he was amazing as well. He was both naive and sexy at the same time. This rare combination made me utterly desire his lean body and hard cock.

He started rubbing his cock on my crack, and I reciprocated by pressing my submissive ass against his cock and my legs against his body. I was eager to feel his massive cock diving into my oven until it reached my spine and made love to me.

Instead of him fucking me, a bizarre conversation began.

Try to imagine him hugging me, pressing his massive cock against my ass, slowly rubbing it while I played with my hard cock. While all of this was happening, he started talking to me:

"So, you're gay?"


"Never been with a woman?"

"No, I'm a total bottom. For me, getting fucked is the ultimate pleasure".

"Oh, but you are missing so much. A cunt is so soft, tight, wet, and warm. You should unquestionably try to let your cock experience that"

Had I not been so horny and amused, I'd probably have been insulted.

The guy was having a dream ass at his disposal and was having a dream-like experience with it. But instead of focusing on this sensation, he was trying to convince me to fuck a woman?

Or perhaps he was trying to convince himself that he was fucking a woman!

There was only one way to get out of this crazy talk.

I knew that the minute his massive tool started penetrating my horny, "tight, soft, warm", lubed love hole, he would experience such intense pleasure that he would shut his mouth, open his cock and feed cum to my thirsty ass.

I gently took his throbbing red cock and tried to target it to my partly-open hole.

He immediately pulled back.

"No, I don't do that, too risky."

I went down on my knees and tried to serve him with my mouth.

"No, no, that's also too risky."

Instead, I kept masturbating him with my hands and played with his balls. I also gently caressed his hairy love hole. When I started doing that, he began to moan aloud again, and his cock grew even more.

He had one of the most beautiful cocks I'd seen in a long time. The fact he had so much pubic hair was stunning. His hairy balls hung low, and I suspected they contained buckets of love juice.

And I was right.

As I kept doing that, he started moaning even louder, almost screaming.

"My God, you are going to make me cum. You have to move on. Otherwise, I'll cum on you".

I smiled with anticipation since I love cum on or in me. It's such a terrific bonding moment.

I slowed my movements. I wanted to get him very close but keep him there for as long as possible. Each time he almost started screaming, I left his cock and gently massaged his balls and love hole instead.

Then I saw a guy who had passed us before (and who would later fuck me and pour a fountain of cum into my ass), coming back. I knew that I had to drain this married guy now, or he would leave.

I started working on his breeding tool more quickly and tightly, and, in no time, he screamed and shot a massive amount of cum on my face and pecs. It came out with great force and very quickly flowed down. He shot more than ten beautiful loads.

When it was over, he rushed to the water to clean.

That was odd since I was the one who'd become a cum rug. I rushed to my iPhone to take photos of his love juice over my body. I had to be secretive and very quick. I knew that if he saw me with an iPhone, he'd get agitated.

Only two photos came out well. Here's the second one:

Some of his terrific cum

About 30 minutes later, the second married guy was fucking me. But I'll try and detail that some other time.

The following day at the beach, four guys played with my love hole, but none of them fucked me.

Who were these guys?

  • The married stoned vegan who'd fucked me three weeks ago and also last year

  • A very sexy nearly 70-year-old guy who'd fucked me twice last year

  • Another almost 70-years-old lovely guy, to whom I was not attracted to

  • My best buddy, Dor

I want to tell you the story about the third one.

He was walking on the beach with who I assumed was his husband. They seemed like such a lovely couple—both in their late 60s or early 70s. I could tell they had known each other for many years.

When they had reached me, I was already taking some photos. It was 45 minutes before sunset, and the light was superb.

"What photos are you taking?"

"The beach, the sunset, Luka, myself, my hole, my cock, and other guys if they don't mind me photographing them naked. However, that is quite rare".

They smiled at me, and the shorter one said: "You have a beautiful body."

I smiled back at him: "Thank you."

Something was odd.

Perhaps they were not a couple after all but rather two married straight guys. Since only the day before I'd extracted seed from two married guys, that theory had seemed right to me.

They walked north for another 100 yards and looked at me from afar. I used my flash to take this photo when they were watching:

Usually, I'm not impressed by my photos.

But this one is one of my better ones.

I saw them talking with each other, and then they'd returned. The shorter guy remained standing next to me while the other guy kept on walking.

"The light is shining on your body so beautifully right now. Your wet body looks amazing in this light. I wish I could take some photos of you".

"You are so sweet", I replied. "If you want to try, here's the camera.".

I removed the flash and placed the camera in automatic mode (I always use manual mode). He took almost 40 photos of me. Most of them didn't come out well. But some were beautiful.

Here's one of the few :

For this photo, I put on my speedo and went quickly to the water. I wanted a non-nude photo for Grindr/Instagram. By the way, Grindr didn't approve of this photo. Probably because you can see the shape of my cock through my speedo. Such morons!

After this photo, he put my camera down. I took the speedo off to let it dry.

I was standing naked next to him while we were talking. There was nothing special about this since I'm always naked at the beach.

He literally ate me with his eyes.

He wasn't naked, but I could tell that his cock was semi-hard in his beach shorts. His cock grew a little more each time he looked at my ass.

However, his eyes also kept wandering to my cock with blunt, unashamed lustful looks.

Sadly he wasn't my type at all. But, I was hoping that I would not have to tell him that. After all, he was such a nice guy. I figured we were going to talk for a while, and then he'd leave.

Apparently, he'd known the other guy for 40+ years. I didn't ask him if they'd ever slept together, but I was sure they are now just friends.

"And are you both married?"



"Both of us."


"As well."

"That's awesome, I'm so happy for the both of you."

He kept eating me with his eyes.

"You look so young. It's hard to tell your age because you shave your head. Usually, I can tell a guy's age by how much white hair he has, but you have very little white hair".

"Just some on my chest", I pointed out, "Anything else, including my pubic hair, is dark."

"And so lovely, especially your thick cock. It's an absolute beauty."

His comment was sweet, but there was nothing special about my cock at that moment. It was an average flaccid-sized cock because I was not attracted to him.

"Some final photos?" he asked me.


"You look amazing wet", he said and suggested I went in again. But I was too afraid of jellyfish.

I'd seen one rolling out just seconds before

He took some more photos. This is the last one:

When I turned to him, he handed me back my camera. His erection was now visible, and the lust in his eyes was more evident than ever before.

His friend was waiting for him some 200 yards away, and I pointed him out.

"Your friend is waiting for you."

"Yes, I didn't think I'd stay next to you for so long. You're not only beautiful but an amazing guy to hang with".

I get so many similar messages from followers. Here's one:

"Hi Theon
You are the most gorgeous man I know and love and read your life-sex blog religiously
I am an aspiring bottom, and the ecstasy I feel when penetrated is unlike anything I've ever felt
Thank you for being my guiding light
Love you, Peace & Hugs"

I guess that being sincere and friendly is what earns me such sweet compliments. 😘

Back to the horny guy:

"A goodbye hug?", he asked and opened his arms.

I hesitated for a second.

His cock was still hard, and I was afraid he would do more than just hug my naked body. However, I couldn't reject his friendly offer. That would have been rude, especially after saying that I'm such a great guy. So far, he has been very friendly and I honestly liked him even though I was not attracted to him.

"Sure", I smiled, and then we hugged.

Before I knew it, his left fingers were caressing my love hole while his right fingers were massaging my cock and balls.

"Fuck, you are so damn sexy.", he whispered. "Your hole is unbelievably warm and smooth. If you want, we can go to my place. It's not too far away, and my wife is not there. I have drinks, weed, and I'll spoil your sexy body and hot ass."

I pulled myself away from his hug.

"That's very sweet, but I'm not interested."

When he left shortly afterward, I was left somewhat troubled by his behavior.

  • Did I mislead him in any way?

  • Was I to blame for his behavior?

  • And why was I not more firm when he invaded the most intimate part of my body without my permission?

  • Was I wrong to assume that he would understand that I'm not attracted to him just because my cock was limp?

His behavior had made me feel violated.

When a guy plays with my love hole, it is the most intimate feeling. For me, the moment a guy starts caressing my anus is almost sacred. I felt as if he had desecrated the gates to my inner temple.

Suddenly I no longer wanted to be naked.

I put on my other dry speedo and watched the sunset.

During sunset, a lot of guys walk on the beach and stare at naked people. Usually, I don't mind, but his fingers playing with my hole, cock, and balls made me feel volatile.

I didn't want people to stare at my naked body.

On leaving the beach, I saw four guys fucking. One guy was fucking another guy, and the other two made the bottom suck their dicks. As I got closer, I noticed that the top was no other than Dor, my best friend.

I smiled.