On the Third Day of Kinky Christmas

Santa brought to me, a well hung pup who liked to fuck.

No, this isn’t a cutesy Christmas song.  I mean, have you read this blog?  But yes, Santa brought me a sexy, extra young stud full of vigor and a whole lot of fun.   

Usually, the men I play with tend to be more late 20s to mid 30s with the occasional outliers.  It’s not an age requirement or anything… just seems that’s the age where the stamina of the young finds a nice balance with the experience of the old and wraps it up in a sexy package of strength, scars, and all the other signs of a fun-filled life.  Granted, our on-line profile we cut the age off at 50 on the high end, 21 one the low end.  While I made an except on the high end to play with a Dominant Male top that my cuck knew and respected, the youngest I’ve ever played with to date has been 23.  Too be honest, it really did feel a little bit like robbing the cradle.

But N came across much older and I don’t think I even paid attention to his age.  I wasn’t until we met face to face that it came out that he was only 20.  Both my cuck and I were actually a bit surprised.  He came across as extremely relaxed and confident in what he wanted.  Not something we notice with the younger men I’ve played with.  When you throw in the curve that we were only the second couple he’d ever played with, and with the other couple was more like swinging then cuckolding.   But the man had made it this far without setting off any flags in my head, so I wasn’t going to let a little number get in the way.

So I had a little fun, giving him a quick tutorial on all the uses of my cuck when he asked.  Fetching drinks, taking care of clothes and a little just for fun humiliation… N seemed to lap it all up.  It didn’t take him long to jump right in and get the fun really going.  

Let’s just say, he was a bit like a Mr L in the making.