Basement Stories

He turned very religious and that drove a wedge between us. I miss his cock and balls very much.
 
My first sexual exploration happened in my parents basement. My cousin would come over and she taught me how to climb a poll. (;structural poles to support floor joists). As I climbed up, I felt my crotch rub against the pole and it tingled. When no one was around Id climb it naked. My cock got so hard and felt good rubbing the entire underside of my flesh against the painted metal. Id hump that pole like it was a womans leg. Of course my cock straight up pointing to my belly pressed between my skin and the pole stimulated the most sensitive part of my dick and made me ache. I found my brothers hustler stash and humped the pole until I secreted fluid out which at the time I had no idea what it was😂. I finally learned to use my hand and often hold on to the pole, rub myself and then stroke my cock hard until I came. There was carpet in that room and I tried cleaning it up. Years of semen accumulated and my parents finally replaced the carpet, couldnt figure out why the carpet was stained and so stiff

Later on when I had my own basement I watched tons of porn and masturbated to all kinds. Tranny, bisex, gay, lesbian ,interracial. I had a vcr and dvd and mags. It was my escape and I experimented ways to pleasure myself. I even found myself humping the same kind of pole from time to time. Oh the good ole days!!
The house Im in now has no basement, so its hard to find an escape. This is where I started to venture out and meet other men and watch porn, then get on all fours and suck their cocks. But i wish I still had a basement where I could invite men over, watch porn and have hot same sex fun.
 
My first sexual exploration happened in my parents basement. My cousin would come over and she taught me how to climb a poll. (;structural poles to support floor joists). As I climbed up, I felt my crotch rub against the pole and it tingled. When no one was around Id climb it naked. My cock got so hard and felt good rubbing the entire underside of my flesh against the painted metal. Id hump that pole like it was a womans leg. Of course my cock straight up pointing to my belly pressed between my skin and the pole stimulated the most sensitive part of my dick and made me ache. I found my brothers hustler stash and humped the pole until I secreted fluid out which at the time I had no idea what it was😂. I finally learned to use my hand and often hold on to the pole, rub myself and then stroke my cock hard until I came. There was carpet in that room and I tried cleaning it up. Years of semen accumulated and my parents finally replaced the carpet, couldnt figure out why the carpet was stained and so stiff

Later on when I had my own basement I watched tons of porn and masturbated to all kinds. Tranny, bisex, gay, lesbian ,interracial. I had a vcr and dvd and mags. It was my escape and I experimented ways to pleasure myself. I even found myself humping the same kind of pole from time to time. Oh the good ole days!!
The house Im in now has no basement, so its hard to find an escape. This is where I started to venture out and meet other men and watch porn, then get on all fours and suck their cocks. But i wish I still had a basement where I could invite men over, watch porn and have hot same sex fun.
Our house has a basement...and a pole... ;)
 
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