Ayden Troy. This guy could be one of my favorite favorites ever over anyone else in any porn scene in the history of the world. Perhaps in the history of the universe.
Ayden takes me back to a perfect age in my life. He is such a World War II looking guy. Pretty skin, great friendly face, curly hair. This was a style and a lot of guys looked like him back then.
One of my uncles taught in the University of Chicago back in the 20's, and in fact all the way into the 70's. (One of his students was Nathan Loeb!) I used to go there to visit him because I discovered when I was 14 years old (about 1943) that a college campus was full of horny hot fucking guys who were away from home, and who would let you put your mouth on their dick's or they would even fuck your ass if you had access to a convenient private place. (Sometimes the convenient private place was to stand their hot ass on a commode, while you sucked their dick) This sounds complicated but it worked after you learned proper cruising techniques.
I don't like to say this, (because it sounds trashy to me) but one of the ways you cruised in those days was to go to the urinal in a public bathroom and stand there with your dick out. Not hard, but chubbed up. Then when someone showed interest, you'd let you dick go completely hard. In this form of negotiation, you wait for his dick to go hard too, and then you'd both leave the bathroom and discuss details and consummate and agreement outside based on details of what you were interested in doing sexually and where you would do it.
I'd go to Chicago on a Santa Fe passenger train that went through my home town, to Memphis and up to Chicago. This was in the middle of the Big War, and trains were full of soldiers, who looked like Ayden. That smiley face, curly haired look. And they were total fucking horn dawgs. Between my home and Chicago, or return, I'd suck at least 15 of them in the bathroom of the rail car. It was so easy. I'd always talk my parents into getting me a room, which you could do on the passenger trains back then. (Private rooms were hard to get, but I'd manage by bribing the Conductor) So I'd have a place where they could fuck my little brains right out of my fucking little head. Believe me, it was harder to talk them into fucking you, then to simply let you suck their dick. Straight guys felt like letting you suck their dick was impersonal enough, but fucking would be some kind of too intimate. I worked hard and got fucked a lot, in spite of difficulties.
Then when I'd get to Chicago, you could pick up guys on campus VERY easily. There was a business school there, and lots of those fuckers looked like Ayden, which was what I preferred. For one thing, even straight guys, in those days, couldn't get laid, no matter what. Girls wouldn't put out unless you married them, and their parents watched close. So straight guys were easy to suck on.
You could walk to my Uncle's apartment in 15 minutes, and I got fucked over and over and over doing this. This uncle has long since gone on to be with Jesus, but he is one of the brightest spots in what would have been an otherwise dull and dismal youth without ANY sex. None.
Ayden has always taken me back to that place in my life. He reminds me of a thousand dicks I've licked and tons of cum people blowed all to fuck over my face and inside my ass. You didn't have to worry about AIDS until the 80's.
Life is such a perfect experience. I'm still so in love with Ayden because of this phase of my life.
