This is part of an ongoing column written entirely by The Hung Bull, a straight married Apex Alpha with a big heavy cock. I present this with all of the humility and gratitude a faggot can muster for a Man who so richly deserves it. I consider his experiences and Hierarchical writings to be essential reading. – sam the faggot
I got a birthday note from my girlfriend Andy, and it’s not even my birthday. It’s his. I really believe his years absorbing my DNA has changed him. He is definitely my property. My stable boy. My seeded fuck-fag mattress.
Grandiosity is a psychological condition suffered by persons who think they are more than who they are. Reading this make me think I am more than who I am. In truth, I’m just an endowed 51 year old with a sex life journal. I’m no different from any other horn-dog healthy male out there. This blog gives you a peak into our lives. How cheating married guys think and fuck and grow.
Oh, and by the way, there is no way in hell that a woman would ever write to a man this way. This is a full surrender of my sub Andy, to me. It made my cock hard.
From my faggot Andy:
Happy Birthday to me.
You didn’t know it was my birthday. But I’m thankful for you because you’re my favorite present. I was thinking about how long I’ve known you. 8 years. I was 36 and working hard like a maniac when we first me. You probably don’t remember how you’d calm me.
I feel Iike Sex between a true bottom and a true top is a sacral act. A male relationship depends both on the sameness (maleness) of both partners, as well as, and more importantly, our difference. You are an extraordinary man, in every way. I worship you.
Your magnet sexuality as a TOP is masculine: expanding, entering, exploring, conquering, reaching outside itself, penetrating, discovering. Filling.
My equally dominating sexuality as YOUR bottom is feminine although in my business world of Tech, I’m all man. As YOUR bottom, you make me accommodating, drawing-in, opening, submitting, beckoning, receiving, being-discovered. Filling me with man.
For you my Stud, I willingly sacrifice my maleness by spreading my legs and allowing my Alpha, you, to penetrate me conquering me internally. You’re breeding seed fills me, altering my mood for days. I feel and smell you through your seed after you fuck me. This receptivity, submission, accommodation is very feminine. But it is precisely *as a male* that i perform this feminine act for you. I welcome your assault.
It is as a male and only as a male that I am able to give my maleness as an offering to YOU. It is very free, even and very natural. Having given my entirely to YOU, I then receive from you YOUR own maleness, which moves inside me and ultimately releases inside of me. Again, I feel you after you fuck me for days. Your DNA reinforces me, making me stronger and, yes powerful. I become yin and you are yang; and we are two men united in a perfect union of masculinity and femininity.
Anal sex is key, because it is the most intimate act two men can share, as well as the most fitting way for a bottom to submit to his top, and for the top to dominate and fill his bottom. As a true man, your hairy muscular body is a sexual organ. Your god-cock is my alter. I’ll do anything for it, to touch and taste it. I ride “Johnny” weekly when you’re not available to seed me. That it even exits is astonishing and an acknowledgement of your simple Superiority.
I’ve never known a man who tasted better. I love your feet, the small clump of black hair on each toe. I love your curly eyelashes; reminding me of your Roman Italian roots, my Stallion. I love your full head of wavy greying hair; I can’t believe you’re in your 50s with so much hair.
My primary sexual organ is my anus/rectum. Yours is your entire body, centered by your veiny cock. You are, as always, clearly masculine, my dominant partner. I appreciate it when you allow me to press your prostate however. You know how convincing I can be. I’m a successful gay man so I see you as my ultimate challenge. And nothing is sexier for me than sucking your perfect cock and balls while I have a full finger or two in your hairy ass as I press your prostate. Your so masculine. Moaning as I milk it; selfishly capturing the flowing precum. So much cum. It’s amazing. You’re amazing.
Still, I understand that It is totally inappropriate for a bottom to try to command or control his top. Rather, a I should revere and submit to you, my man. I constantly try to please you.
I lost you once years ago, when I told you I loved you. But then I saw you again at the gym, an understood my limited role if I was to touch you again. I came back to YOU and I now appreciate your role in my life. You are a Man. I worship you from afar as you live your life with your family.
As you know, I love you. And while I can’t have that part of you in my life, I will serve and worship you for as long as you allowed it. You’re my addiction, and I have embraced you since I was 36.
Today is my 44th birthday. You’ve witnessed my success. I’ve created a business, now I own homes and am more successful than I ever thought possible. And I thank YOU for being my steady rock. For calming me. My release, Although I’ll never cum in your presence. It’s too embarrassing, my male parts in your shadow. That you don’t even expect me to is always so hot. And no other man has ever made me orgasm while being fucked. No other man can do that. is why I believe I’m connected to you.
I hope you keep me under you in every way. I’m thinking of you on my birthday because YOU are my greatest birthday present.
Just like this.