They represent my journey from a 17 year old sexual neophyte to an experienced middle aged man confident of my abilities to please women. I have decid...d to commit them to words in order to share them with others who might enjoy reading about them, as I do when I read of other’s experiences. In chronicling them I also hope to enjoy them once more as I remember those erotic moments that also seemed too few, but were so very important in enhancing my life, and brought me closer physically and. Thats a trick daddy Rick taught me, it works. Still firmly holding my hair, Don rammed his cock into me. It felteven more intense taking the whole length of him like that. He pulled outcompletely then rammed in again. I moaned as he stuck me a third time.I could hear Don laugh a little as he completed his fourth penetration. "So you like that, do you pussyboy fag sissy? You like me pulling out and giving it to you all at once. Well fucking take it!" He began to fuck me faster, but still pulled. “What’s all the hell raising about in here, you can be heard all the way to the house.” Everyone turned to see Mr. Canady standing in the door of the barn.“This Runt of yours told this stinkin’ ass Injun he could bathe in the stock tank, and we ain’t about to take no bath after a God Damned injun.”“Mr. Roller be real damned careful you don’t over step your bounds here, Mr. Tom Cooper is a friend I met in town today. He’s also a deputy sheriff and he’s here to spend the night while that. I can’t wait to see her, kiss her, lick her, and fuck the living shit out of her. I got some messages while with my customer but couldn’t read them as that wouldn’t be professional. I sat there and read them. As I was reading I became disappointed. I can’t remember all she said but a majority was about her going out with a friend. I left the customers parking lot and headed home. When I got home and walked into the house I noticed a familiar voice. It was our friend who came to visit for a few.