Since adolescence, I had already gotten into the habit of fingering myself regularly, it gave me a lot of pleasure.Over time I began to introduce candles, first one, two then three. I liked it a lot. I really liked this feeling of penetration. Living in the countryside, the internet didn't yet exist, so I made do with what I had. Starting with some carrots and cucumbers. But that wasn't enough for me. So I started sculpting them to make it look like a nice tail.Much better in sensation, but still not enough... Not having a sex shop nearby, I switched to carving on wood. Not great at first, not economical with condoms and a little dangerous in terms of splinters... So I temporarily fell back on sculpting large candles, easier and not bad at all, but too malleable with my little ass which was becoming more and warmer. I discovered self-hardening clay, not bad at all, I have one or two copies left which gave me pleasure. Then I came across some noble wood, a pretty long stick of boxwood. Which I carved a very beautiful acorn. It was the first artifact that made me enjoy anal pleasure, I still remember it, how good it was... It is still on duty on occasion, and it will have made me discover many good good feelings. Through all these years of lonely pleasure. Access is becoming easier and more discreet. I was able to get real dildos and enjoy them, but not enough... I was still missing something... that I had started to fantasize about for a long time, without yet admitting it to myself, or elsewhere assume it. Life is often a series of events that we don't always understand. Chance made me think of it, the year I was 16, a night in a gay nightclub, pure chance or not, due to a divorced neighbor. It was the end of the 80s. I have very good memories of it and today I finally know why... As the years went by, with the arrival of the internet, many things became easier. Which allowed me to dare more and more things, with a little time I admit.I started by looking at free and local dating sites. And I found some ads that gave me a lot of desire. It took me a while before I dared to try it. Then I finally dared to respond to one of them. She was quite daring, like a vicious active mature man looking for a passive one in sexy underwear... After a few exchanges which really excited me. I finally took the plunge for a first date, at his place. Filled with shyness and uncertainty, I launched myself.Some intimate preparations, sexy open fishnet tights, a civilian outfit on top with a few dildo sessions the days before, thinking about this meeting.I hit the road, a little feverish, I admit.I arrive at night, in front of a beautiful isolated house, in a remote corner of Ariège and park in the starting position.The door opens and a tall, elegant man greets me then invites me to enter. He quickly puts me at ease, offers me a drink which we drink, introducing ourselves simply, in a very friendly manner. Then he suggests that I go upstairs, I go through the toilets, a little feverish before going up to join him. Large cozy room, a larg ...

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