I got fed my first cock when I was in the sixth grade by one of my classmates. I liked it and never refused his desire. He moved to another school in the eighth grade and I only saw him once in a while. When I did I savored his cock, he enjoyed laying back and letting me just suck, kiss, favor, lick, manhandle, until after a long time he would come and I could take a few minutes to lick it up. But we didn't see each other as often as we wanted. He didn't let anyone else to suck his cock and I never sucked any one else. As we left high school and went to college we found girls, got married and had families. We met up from time to time and he was always willing to have me suck his cock, and I was more than happy to do so.
My wife unfortunately contracted cancer and fought it for four years until the cancer took her. His wife got Alzheimer's and is institutionalized. We are now old men approaching seventy and we enjoy our childhood friendship as much as we did then. I truly enjoy the feeling and taste, texture, smell of his cock. He is just as willing to let me enjoy myself. We have never felt the need or feelings of romantic attachment. Like wanting a glass of wine, I want to feel his cock in my mouth. I just love his cock. I just cannot understand how you can go through life and never enjoy a cock sucking experience. But that's me.
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