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Darling … you stated that beautifully. So true. So true.

I am a 61 year-old chub. I love men with a smile who possess a quiet confidence, maybe a hint of an “IDGAF” attitude, and just enough body hair and “squishy-ness”, from 30’s to 50’s. Younger boys? Lord knows they are pretty and the parts are firm but they can be vapid. (Garry Shandling said it best - “I don’t want someone who’s pretty and knows it and will use it to hurt me.”)

Based solely on hotels at which I’ve actually stayed The Peninsula Chicago or Four Seasons Las Vegas. Otherwise I am pretty much a Hampton Inn or Courtyard by Marriott man. Easy for providers to get in and out plus the front desk folks don’t ask any questions.

Then, buddy, you need to look away as I am uncovering my fat ass and getting in the pool! In that regard my choices would be Desert Paradise Palm Springs or Arizona Sunburst in Phoenix.

I got mine in Mexico whilst on a cruise. I paid four US$ per pill. Minimum quantity was ten. The Farmacias are everywhere in port. I’m cruising again this fall and planning to stock up.

Speaking strictly for myself, I found him very sexy in person. I like mature men. I like furry men. I liked his “shape” just fine. I don’t need or want perfection; rather I want and need energy, enthusiasm, attention, affection and presence. I got that with Mike.

“Size” was accurate and yes, he kept it up. He wasn’t hard for the entire 2 hours (at our respective ages we’re both “up & down”) but Mike performed admirably.

He looked (looks) great! I like mature men and he was sufficiently furry.

I am 61 and overweight. I use the V occasionally (perhaps once a month) when my F-Buddy wants me to top him and his husband wants to watch. I am continually amazed and delighted at how thick my dick gets on the V. And, I seem to last a bit longer, too. Remember, guys, do not use poppers if you take ED meds.

One thing I learned a long time ago that I really took to heart is that if it hurts you’re doing it wrong. Others have said it - I’ll repeat it. Use lots of lube and go slow. Work your way up. Don’t rush it. Take your time. Breathe. Relax. Take a break when you need it. That moment when your a** is filled can be magical. Silly? Perhaps. But that was how it felt to me that moment when I had 9 fat inches fully inside of me. It took time and patience but the payoff was huge both physically and emotionally.

I met Mike in July 2024 when he was driving through ABQ. My recollection is that communication via text was excellent. Met him at his hotel room, which was a 2-bedroom suite, which he was sharing with another man (his husband?) and a dog, neither of whom I ever saw. Nor heard for that matter. (Wouldn’t be the 1st time I was doing a guy in one room while his BF or husband was in another room. Not ashamed of that.) Mike gave me what I wanted and needed, namely some serious, serious nip action, some incredible tonsil hockey and plenty of verbal action, not to mention the passion and affection that I needed. We were together 2 hours and he took 2 breaks, but it was hot and we were going at it pretty hard. I thought he talked a bit too much but in the end I’ve nothing to complain about and yeah, I’d repeat with him.