Well. Jacob has prompted me to confess certain things. I have to either say it here or in my Sunday School Class, and I don't want to wad any of those old women's panties up, so I decided to confess it here, where some people probably won't like it, but it probably won't wad their panties up, either. I hate wadded up panties.
The first time I EVER encountered a bath house was in Sydney Australia. I had hooked up with this guy in the Old Sydney Bar in the basement of old Wentworth Hotel in downtown Sydney. I believe the last time I was there, they were calling it the Sofitel Sydney Wentwort, now. He took me to these Baths where gays were openly encountering gays, which was an unheard of situation in the early 1950's. This big guy picked me out immediately as soon as I got naked, and Jacob reminds me of two traits about him. He was built big, muscled, and stout like Jacob is and he had one of these LONG FAT dicks like Jacob has. They had a room that had NO furniture in it, and there was carpet all over the floor. This big fucker took me down and fucked my God Damned Brains out of me on that carpet. I've had some memorable "fucks" in my lifetime, and that fuck was about 65 years ago, but I can still feel that big bastage holding me down and slam-fucking that big dick into my ass. Damn that fucking hurt so good, I couldn't bear to beg him to stop. HE didn't suck my dick, kiss me, hug me or ask any permission. He just took me down and fucked my ass, while a room full of people watched and listened. Jesus what a fucking.
Because that experience, I have some kind of affinity for Jacob, but I understand that others hate him so much they won't even look at the scene. I don't have much sex with other people these days because it turns me off if someone would even consider having sex with me, at my age. (Except for Money, of course - We do that on South Beach and Key West, where there are the best crop of whores that I know in THIS country) But I am warmed by the memory of better days and better times and some of the fuckings that have been so intense that I couldnt even be sure I was going to live over them. But I did. I'm hoping that HEAVEN turns out to be a landscape covered with people who have dicks and attitudes like Jacob has, and will pounce on me like a bunch of drunk Sailors, the minute you show up! LOLOLOL
I still have dreams.