Sixty years old, and stuck in a sexless marriage. Then I discovered Grindr, which opened me up to a whole new world. That's how I met Federico. A young, smooth, chubby cub who showed me that it's never too late to fall in love.

Shamu: The Bear He owned a drag bar and had a lover. But he was hungry for sex and used me to get his fill. A top, who bottomed for me, and loved it.

"Can we kiss first?" I asked."Sure," he said, sitting on the bed beside me. He leaned over, his chest and belly half on me, and he brought his mouth to mine. I watched as his face came closer to mine. He really was the most beautiful man. His mouth opened, and I saw his tongue coming out. I opened my mouth and his tongue entered. I smelled his breath, and tasted his mouth. It was heaven. His lips, pressed against mine, and he breathed into my mouth. I could not close my eyes. I look...

Back when video chatting was new, there was an app called CU-SeeMe. My favorite chat room was Chub-Hub. A video chat room dedicated to Chubs, and those who love them. I practically lived in that chat room. Harry would come to my house and he and I would entertain everyone in the chat room. Harry was just as much of an exhibitionist as I.

John gave perfect blowjobs. Perfect, suction. Perfect moisture. Perfect grip. Perfect steady pace. Perfect handsome face. Perfect everything. Perfection.

Playing pool at his bar, I accidentally tore the felt on the pool table. He took me into the office in the back of the bar, and had me pay for the felt with my dick. I think maybe I paid a little extra.

I opened my eyes, and the room was filled with light. Sunshine poured in through the sliding glass doors, right onto the bed. There was a beautiful man laying beside me. A big, handsome, hairy, chubby man. It's going to be a terrific day!Jim was not snoring. Maybe because he was laying on his stomach. His back side looked incredible in the sunlight. Hickeys on his neck. The hairs on his shoulders and back glowing in the sunlight. His thick, manly legs stretched towards the foot of ...

Some of the things he wanted me to do, shocked me. I wanted to just leave. But he was so good looking, I was drawn to him. He new I was green, and never asked too much of me. And what he did ask for, he got. He got what he wanted, then I got what I wanted. He made sure that we were both happy. Very happy.

Everything you're about to read, I've never told a soul. These are things that I thought I would take to my grave. Why? It's embarrassing. And illegal. Nonetheless, I've decided to write about it. Hey, it is was it is. Right? Besides, I'm sure that I'm not the only person who has peeped through a stranger's windows. In fact, it must be fairly common. After all they gave it a name; Peeping Tom. Or in my case, Peeping Ron. I wont say how many times I've peeped through windows. So don't ask. ...

The 307, and Cruising Central were the only two gay bars in downtown Phoenix. And they were both hustler bars. Bars frequented by guys who were willing to have sex for money. The most common scenario was: older guys, like around forty and up, paying for sex with younger guys, usually under thirty. I was not a hustler. But I did enjoy hanging out at the 307. It had a very different atmosphere than most other gay bars.

Grizzly was my first experience with a well endowed chub. I'd never been into 'size'. But I soon found myself loving every inch of it. Grizzly was also my first 'smooth' chub. Which I also found myself really enjoying. Standing there in the hot spring, naked, he looked amazing. He was amazing. I was amazing with him. It was an explosive encounter.

I soon figured out how to handle it. And he certainly knew how to handle mine. We were up ALL night, taking care of each other. It was WILD. I'd NEVER spent so much time working on one before. Or since.