Teen and the much older man
I had found some “adult” magazines in a vacant lot near my house. I was thrilled! I nervously flipped through the pages, then hid them under my shirt and rode my bike home as fast as I could. I couldn’t wait to be alone and pour over the pictures. As beautiful and sexy as the women in the magazines were, I also found that my eyes were drawn to the pictures of the men’s cocks. Hanging soft or hard as a rock, I loved looking at them. I found a man’s “manhood” beautiful and alluring. I would...