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Have you considered therapy? Many people would benefit from it.

The beach season is nearly over.


Yesterday, I looked at some photos that a world-renowned photographer had taken of me in April.

That's one of them.
That's one of them.

He's in his mid 60s and has an extra-large hairy cock.


How we met and fucked is an entire story itself.


However, I want to mention that after he'd satisfied his immense hunger for a young man's ass, he invited me to go to his mansion every Sunday.


"I have a large stable with racing horses. We can ride together, and I'll prepare lunch for you when we return. Then, you can ride my cock."


I was surprised by his offer to go to his estate and ride his cock but not by the idea of riding together since he'd shown me photos of him horse-riding.


Before I began serving his cock, I'd failed to mention that I'm vegan.


I don't believe in exploiting animals, and that includes horse-riding.

Animals are not slaves and weren't born to serve us.
Animals are not slaves and weren't born to serve us.

However, that wasn't the reason I politely refused his kind invitation to become his secret lover.


I was a mistress of an older married man before.

He took me with him to France for his 60th birthday.
He took me with him to France for his 60th birthday.

Being a mistress was an exciting experience when I was in my 20s.


However, I don't believe Felix would like the idea 😱

I also don't think I'll ever want to be in that position again.
I also don't think I'll ever want to be in that position again.

After sunset he caressed my ass occasionally as we walked back to his car.


That's the last photo.

I was wearing a jock and he took advantage of it.
I was wearing a jock and he took advantage of it.

I haven't seen him since I rode his magnificent cock that afternoon.


However, he did call to wish me a Shana Tova (happy new year) three weeks ago.


Those photos remind me of so many incredible memories from a glorious beach season. There were numerous terrific fucks, new uncut monsters, colorful sunsets, exciting people, wild encounters, and many surprises (mostly good!)


Yesterday, after Josh came in my mouth (following Dan's shooting cum all over my face), I returned to my spot.


I was lightly stoned and horny because I hadn't emptied my balls.

I didn't feel comfortable ejaculating because many guys were watching us.
I didn't feel comfortable ejaculating because many guys were watching us.

Then I saw Sharon approaching.


However, at that time, I still didn't know that Sharon was his name.


Sharon and I have been beach friends since 2015. He's a super friendly guy in his 40s. He's a top but, although his cock is hairy and large, we've never fucked.


I would gladly let him breed me. However, since he's never complimented my ass, I assume he's not interested in fucking me.


We always hug and chat for a few minutes. However, yesterday, I made our conversation a bit more personal.


After hugging him (and feeling his sweet cock pressed to mine), I told him that I had something to say to him.


"Oh no! What's wrong?"


"Sit down with me for a second."


We were sitting naked on the sand, and he looked at me, worried.

I looked straight into his eyes to make it appear more dramatic than it was.
I looked straight into his eyes to make it appear more dramatic than it was.

"We've known each other for many years, right?"


"Sure, go on."


"Well, it's embarrassing, but I don't know your name."


He laughed because he hadn't a clue what my name was either.


After we got to know each other properly, nothing changed regarding Sharon's lack of interest in my hole. However, for the first time, our chat wasn't about the beauty of uncut cocks or how enjoyable anal sex is.


Instead, Sharon shared with me his recent struggle with falling in love:


"I'm a top and always practice unemotional sex. I see a fuckable ass that I want, fuck it, breed it, and immediately leave."


I was somewhat happy to hear that because I never allow a man to feel and fill my hole without feelings.


Although I had wondered whether he thought my ass wasn't fuckable.


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"However, four weeks ago, I fucked someone, and I've had butterflies in my stomach whenever I think of him."


"Is that a bad thing?" I asked since his tone suggested that it was.


"It's terrible! I don't want to get attached to anyone. I might lose my freedom. I like to have sex whenever and with whom I want. I like to come to the beach alone."


"I'm in a relationship, and you've just described how things are between my boyfriend and me," I told him.


"Seriously? I thought you were cheating on him."


I laughed: "My ass gets fucked too often by others to hide it from him."

I would never lie or hurt Felix in any way.
I would never lie or hurt Felix in any way.

"Your boyfriend is crazy for letting others fuck your hot ass."


It was the first time Sharon had complimented my ass since I'd known him!

It's good that our friendship isn't dependent on my "hot ass," though.
It's good that our friendship isn't dependent on my "hot ass," though.

"Before telling you what I think about your circumstances, I want to clarify something. My boyfriend doesn't 'let others' fuck my 'hot ass.' It's my ass, and I'm the only one who decides who gets to fuck and breed it."


Sharon was surprised as what I'd said.


"So your boyfriend is like any other top that wants your hole?" he asked.


"Not at all! If he wants my ass, he gets priority over others. Last night, for example, I'd already arranged a sex date with one of my fuck buddies. However, I canceled my plans because he demanded my cum hole."


"Does he have a big cock? Your fuckable ass demands one!"


I showed Sharon the photo of Felix's cock from the previous night.

I sucked him first, and later, he fucked and bred me.
I sucked him first, and later, he fucked and bred me.

"You have an interesting point of view, and your boyfriend's cock is impressive," Sharon said...


...But what do you think about my situation?"


"Are you going to miss a chance to love and be loved just because of that fear?" I asked.


"Yes! I want nothing to change with the way things are right now. I'm happy with my life."


I told Sharon that perhaps it would be a good thing to undergo therapy to understand where his fear is coming from. He said he has neither the time nor energy to do that.


I think that most people would benefit from therapy.


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One of my best friends has been having therapy for many years. His personal growth, thanks to it, is remarkable.


Felix told me that after he'd broken up with his first Israeli boyfriend (the reason he'd moved to Israel in the first place, he'd gone through two years of therapy to understand what to do next with his life.


I'm happy that one of his resolutions was to stay in Israel!

I can't imagine my life without his wide smile and thick cock!
I can't imagine my life without his wide smile and thick cock!

I'd probably have benefited from therapy because an older guy raped me when I was 17.


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However, the time I needed therapy the most was after I became 30% disabled (because of Pfizer 😡).


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To make matters worse, the neurologist told me that there was a 25% chance that in the next five years, I'd have a recurrence, possibly making me nearly 100% disabled.


I was so depressed that I didn't ejaculate or get fucked for months!


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Followers love to see my large smooth balls peeking out of my shorts.


Therefore, I ask whoever I'm hiking with to satisfy their demand. Here's a photo a friend took a month after my brain injury.


You can see the despair and fear in my eyes and my faked smile.

It was, without a doubt, the worst period of my life.
It was, without a doubt, the worst period of my life.

Compare it to a more recent photo.

I'm happy again with my life and try not to think of the future!
I'm happy again with my life and try not to think of the future!

Yesterday at the beach I met a friend I hadn't seen in many years.


His name is Shane, and he could benefit significantly from therapy.


In our early 20s, we were inseparable...


...mostly because we both liked sex with older guys.

I still enjoy getting fucked by mature cocks.
I still enjoy getting fucked by mature cocks.

I was young, innocent, and naive (I'm still naive!).


Shane was my age and very attractive!


His upper body was smooth, but everything from the waist down was a beautiful furry jungle.


Nowadays, he's hairy all over, but I imagine that his cock is still impressive.


Every other Friday, we went to a party called "Big Boys." As the name implies, it was a dance party for guys 40 or older and their admirers.


Shane always fucked me before we went to the party.


He used to beautifully compliment my cum hole before, during, and after kissing, spanking, fingering, licking, and finally fucking it.


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Shane was jealous of my smooth hole and ass because he wanted to appear more boyish to older men.


Because of that, before we went out, I used to perfectly shave his ass and fuck hole. It was odd because he was mostly a top.


After his hole and ass were perfectly smooth like mine, I used to apply a moisturizer and seal the shaving ceremony by licking and kissing his button-like tight anus.


Shane was always the focus of attention on the "Big Boys" dance floor because he immediately took his shirt off, began dancing and jumping, and appeared so young, happy, and full of life.


I had to have a few drinks before I felt comfortable enough.

I wasn't as comfortable as I am today regarding nudity.
I wasn't as comfortable as I am today regarding nudity.

We used to make out with older guys on the dance floor and in the toilets.


After the party was over, we usually joined an older couple and continued partying (read: fucking).


We generally returned to his tiny Tel Aviv apartment in the morning, slept till the afternoon, and then showered together.


I often served his cock in the shower while playing with his hole that was no longer perfectly smooth.


Shane was so hairy that his ass fur was already noticeable the next morning.


That's why I keep telling young hairy bottoms it's pointless to shave their ass.

My smooth ass after completing a workout.
My smooth ass after completing a workout.

After a few years Shane met an older guy on the dance floor.


He was a Canadian tourist in his late 40s and very handsome. They fell in love, and Shane moved to Canada to live with him.


I felt betrayed because he completely forgot about me after falling in love.


I lost interest in the Big Boys party for a long time because every time I went there, it wasn't the same without him.


A few years later, I met him at the nudist beach.


He told me that his lover had abused him sexually, physically, and mentally. He sometimes locked him indoors for days, warning him that he'd report him as an illegal immigrant unless Shane obeyed his wishes.


Every time Shane needed money (he couldn't work legally), that creep forced him to do things for him (I didn't ask what exactly).


I don't know the whole story, but eventually, Shane managed to leave that bastard and remained in Canada.


However, he is so hurt, afraid, and lost that I almost cried upon seeing him yesterday.


However, at first, I was overjoyed!

I took this photo to show Felix one of my first fuck buddies.
I took this photo to show Felix one of my first fuck buddies.

However, talking with Shane was like trying to communicate with a zombie.


He was like an empty shell devoid of feelings or personality.


He barely smiled, and the only time I saw a spark in his big eyes was when he caressed my ass cheeks and felt my cum hole.


He did it twice, saying, "Oh, Theon, that beautiful smooth ass and hole."

The second time was just before he left.
The second time was just before he left.

Shane is a broken soul, and because I know what a beautiful heart he has, it was so painful to see him like that.


He should seek professional help because he's still so young. Otherwise, what will happen to him?


I have tears in my eyes right now.


I pray that he will recover and find true love.