On March 31, 2023, I will turn 52 years old. Although since many gay males suffer from Peter Pan Syndrome, they believe that, especially in dark spaces, I should lie about my age and pass myself off as the reverse of my upcoming age, which would be 25.
Well that's not how I roll. For to my most loyal readers, this will sound redundant, but it bears repeating.
I celebrate getting older for 2 reasons.
- I have said almost every year how because of sexual repression be it by religious, ethnic, and/or family culture, a sad number of LGBTQ+ people don't get to become 18. And if they become 18, many in 2023 are still either living double lives, or playing straight while repressing their LGBTQ+ nature. So I proudly celebrate turning 52 because I have overcome the need or desire for such repression. I have matured to being unapologetic about my love and lust for the male form, and occasional lust for the female form. To the point that;
- my refusal to partake of the stereotypical substance abuse many LGBTQ+ males do further proves my want and need for a clear head when indulging in that love and lust. And I feel I have been rewarded for that stance by not aging like those who do partake of that stereotypical behavior. And that is a message I want to pass on to my social media following. However large or small it may be. For you have no right to complain about aging poorly when you are treating your body poorly.
With that said, below are 4 options of the birthday sex I want for my 52nd birthday. Some may have to just be fantasies. But however they turn out, they are:
52 LOAD/MAN GANGBANG
Every year, since my 50th birthday, this has been a fantasy of mine. However, with each year, I think the load number equating my age is more plausible than the number of males. Why? Because I'm picky. I could probably get the 52 if I was a "No Loads Refused" cumdump, but that is not me. I would never be ass up, blindfolded and/or turned away from seeing my tops' faces. Because yes, I'm always horny, but I am not giving my body to someone who looks like Jabba the Hutt. Plus, I want to be in as many positions as possible that will let me grope those tops' asses while they dick me down.
Of course, with the aforementioned awareness of responsibility as I get older, that would require someone I trust manning the room to make sure no one does anything they should not be doing. To me or the other tops.
"BLIND FUCK MIND FUCK 5" REALIZED
About 8 years ago, at an erotic open mic, I debuted a poem titled "Blind Fuck Mind Fuck 5". The premise was me being blindfolded while getting gangbanged by 5 guys that I have seen the face of, but never seen in any degree naked. Not even shirtless. And whoever is the best gets a complete 1-on-1 with me.
I would not mind making that a reality. Of course, again, with the aforementioned awareness of responsibility, someone I trust needs to man the room.
A BIRTHDAY 3-WAY
This is about as unlikely as the 52 load/man gangbang. Because I don't personally know many couples here in NYC. And from my observation, most open couples here in NYC have their 3rd often be white/light-skin. The way I usually get a member of an open couple is by them using their side-piece opportunity that is often reserved for Black males, or any other color/ethnicity their partner sees as unattractive.
Do know that this is not ruling out a Black couple at all. A more interracial get-together is my 1st choice because both in public and in private, I like my sex to display the unity and appreciation for the different colors of the skin rainbow that we should praise in our day to day interactions.
In any case, as a positive thinker, I say "never say never". So a couple could come forth and offer that 3-way as a reality. If so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
OLD-FASHIONED 1-ON-1
I did this to celebrate my 50th, and loved it. And I have no problem doing it again. As I was staying in a hotel in Midtown Manhattan, on Grindr of all things, I came across a playmate I had not seen in quite awhile. He was en route to going home to Harlem at the time. Well, he decided to go home to Harlem so he could shower, then came back out to my hotel room, and he filled my chocolate birthday cakes with his cream.
Like I said, I would not mind doing something this simple again. Or going to the guy's place.
You might notice that in all of these scenarios that while I claim to be vers, these scenarios all have me as a bottom. That is because as I have also said that while my versatility is more so to accommodate my sex partner's desired position, I actually prefer bottoming. To me, a cock in my ass is a chance to use sex as a means to luxuriate. Even if the top is pounding my hole into oblivion. So yes, since one likes to luxuriate for their birthday, I want to be an insatiable power bottoming slut for my birthday.
So what of it?! 😉
