OP, this is a nifty idea for a thread.

Perhaps I wasn't a summertime village slut. Besides I don't fuck where I live, it's too slutty and reckless.

[quote]Curious if you were able to be discreet about it, or if one or both parents eventually found out.

Found out?!

Hell, they filmed it for a hefty price!

Dear Nifty, you’ll never guess what happened this summer!

Yuck. No. You have problems.

I wish I could have found someone when I was a kid. From age 11 on, I was desperate to hook up, but never found an outlet for that until after college.

This discussion is shit pedos get off on—it normalizes it and makes it seem as something kids are actually cool with It, but it’s child abuse. Experimentation among teens in early pubescence is normal, but turning it into fantasy porn for adults is gross and unethical.

Possibly, OP. Possibly. My father left when I was 4. So 12 years later, when I became sexually active, all the older men I was pursuing could have been friends of my fathers. I would have no way to know.

If I were straight and adopted, that not knowing... it would be burdensome. You could ALWAYS be fucking your sister. If you had one. But you wouldn't know that, either.

I don't know why R8 thinks this is a pedo thread. Apparently they didn't read this part.

[quote] when I was home summers from college.

[quote] when I was home summers from college.

[quote] when I was home summers from college.

[quote] when I was home summers from college.

Unless I'm Doogie fucking Howser, you moronic cunt, that means I was A CONSENTING ADULT when this happened. But please, do ahead and spew shit that you know nothing about.

Sorry OP. Kind of a knee jerk reaction to your post. Apologies. But unfortunately with a lot of these discussions that invite people to share, inevitably people share some experience with an adult when they were a minor. I myself had similar experiences and thought nothing of talking about it, since it was simply recounting my own life experiences. But after discussions with others on the topic, I saw how these stories are written about and shared on sites like Nifty, I could see how they were being covertly used by pedos as pornography. I’m not accusing anyone, just an invitation to be mindful of how your thread can be misused or distorted.

[quote]But after discussions with others on the topic, I saw how these stories are written about and shared on sites like Nifty, I could see how they were being covertly used by pedos as pornography.

You drank the Kool-Aid.

So what if someone gets off on something you wrote? You published it. It's out in the world. People are entitled to their own responses.

First, a little about myself.

My name is Kent. I'm pretty average for a college sophomore I guess. About five foot nine with wavy light brown hair and green eyes that girls always seem to notice. I have an okay build from running track in high school and I've just started to lift weight.

But my newfound layer of muscle is nothing compared to our neighbor Buck.

Buck is 250 lbs on pure ebony muscle.

Even more impressive is that he's 42 and still works out like fiend twice a day.

So I was very proud when Buck saw me and asked if I'd been hitting the weight room....

R14 I didn't appreciate being called a pedo. My whole life I've been attracted solely to older men, so it's strange to me.

But I concede R10 has some legitimate concerns, too.

Oh well, I guess this thread will die a quiet death in the corner.

Apologies OP I wasn’t calling you a pedo. I should have explained myself better. I was like you too and had similar experiences. I should have approached the topic from a place of awareness, but it came off accusatory. I’m sorry.

"It's okay R16," Chet said, moving closer to me. "We all make mistakes on Datalounge sometimes."

He took his strong manly hand and ruffled my hair. I could smell his strong masculine odor and he moved his hand down to my neck.....

A lot of people just read the headline and maybe the first few words of the post. The headline sets off my spidey senses for Pedo trolling. You see it a lot here. Adding "as an adult" to the headline would've made this a better thread.

This one time, at band camp . . .

Never. But my dad’s lech 85 y.o German teacher made a pass at me at my dad’s wedding “reception” Dinner, which my dad doesn’t believe. My sister was there & witnessed the whole thing & for once backed me up. She actually thinks my dad slept with the oldster as well. My dad used to be something of a sex addict so I wouldn’t put it past him. (He also has genital herpes)

Yes, I loss my virginity at 16 to my friend’s dad. They lived down the block from us.

It wasn’t a pedo thing—I was the one pushing it.

Hairy Italian daddies have been my thing ever since.

As we have seen countless times, the people who vociferously accuse other people of things do it to cover that they are the thing they accuse others of.

R16 Apology accepted. As stated above maybe I need to add the "as an adult" disclaimer. for clarity Anyway, it's okay.

No worries — plus I was the same way and had experiences with older men when I was in college, so not criticizing you at all. However, I’ve been enlightened on other forums about how these threads that describe such encounters can covertly perpetuate a sick agenda. Anyway, glad to clear it up.

My father bailed when I was a kid, so no to his friends.

But when I first started having sex with men, it was at a local cruising park. I was 16 and very much into straight-ish daddies. I was the happiest little slut in the world. I know I fucked around with a few classmates' fathers. Close enough to your question, I guess.

Didn’t sleep with him. A friend’s dad was sort of known as a closet Queen, although he tries to act butch. So one day I am at an abs in my drags bewitching the blue collar mens successfully, and this kid’s dad was there. He didn’t know me from Adam, (we’d met only once years ago) but I knew who he was. He was chasing around young trade, and striking out badly. Tragically. So at a slow bit, he starts talking to me, bemoaning getting old and unattractive. Meanwhile I’m thinking “honey, you got a WIFE and kids at home, so….” Homeboy also wore a bad toupee that never matched or blended. Just pitiful. He did kind of proposition me, but I played dumb. Wasn’t attracted to him AT ALL. Too old. Too ugly. Too married. Too tired and LATE AF.

Funny thing was, one of the guys I fooled around with was kind of my nemesis when I was a younger teenager. Always grumpy if I was collecting for something. Yelled when my bike went onto his lawn a bit, etc.

But when I was 18, I saw him differently. The balding hair and hairy body was a huge turn on. He taught me how to suck cock way more slowly and without teeth. It was hot. Thick cock and all the loads I wanted to swallow.

The one who was our Little League coach. No, not while I was in LL. Years later.

But a "hey, champ, how you been?" conversation the summer I graduated turned into me getting cheeky about how super mega hairy he was. He ended up showing me all the places he was hairy. Taught me to slow stroke. Taught me that tonguing a guy's ass could be hot. Orchestrated my first session with two (!) guys.

The only thing that didn't happen, and I'll forever regret it, is that he wanted to fuck me and I didn't let him. I wish he would have taken my cherry. He was hot as fuck but also a super nice guy. Didn't realize how rare that would be back then!

“Come here Bud, I have something to show you!”

Fooled around? Honey my Red light was on every evening. And my legs were open for a price of course. Daddy got it all for free! And he put it anywhere he wanted to.

Save it for the Tammy Bruce Show, Vanky.

Buck never would have BEEN fooling around with a neighbor dad!

Ha. My dad's best friend was a 6 foot plus blond, fit former pro (for a minute)baseball player, and the local hs coach. He was HOT and like 10 years younger than my dad. They were together hunting, fishing, drinking, and playing cards when he was not busy coaching/teaching. He did stay over a few times and I MAY have peeked thru the bathroom keyhole in my early teens. (Didn't work.) lol!

So, I'm like 18 or so and dad arbitrability wants me to ride with him somewhere. We didn't really hang out or share at all. I don't know what we were talking about but there was this weird silence. I KNEW he was going to ask me if I was gay. No, he asks me if I remember my mom throwing an ashtray at him like 10 years earlier. I did because they never really argued or fought. He tells me that was because my mom thought he and the hot coach were getting it on.

I think that was my dad coming out.

Oh, yeah, he had that blond fuzz all over his arms and legs too.

Oh, no. I wonder if it was going to be a "guys help each other out sometimes" speech.

I left out golfing too. We weren't total white trash.

No, but the dad of the girl I took to our end of school prom was hot. I'd have definitely fooled around with him if he'd been up for it!!

Oh I just remembered actually, a friend from school actually did have a gay dad, and when I was 18 I was cruising the website Gaydar which was the main dating/hookup site in the UK at the time, and I came across his dad's profile. He was into some kinky shit! But I didn't message him and he didn't message me.

I never was lucky enough to have the "I have something to show you" experience that close to home, while at home.

But there were three dad-aged guys who lived in our neighborhood who I eventually crossed paths with. Two raised their kids there and I always thought they were handsome DILFs (before we had words for what that was).

The third lived there with either his wife or sister for a few years when I was in HS. Ran into THAT guy at a bar in Toronto during a weekend that included a piss party so....yeah.

Made out with one of the dads in a bar when I was in my late 20s. Would have hooked up but neither of us had any place to go at the time (I was staying with friends). But man, he had a fat cock. I got to see it and taste it briefly in the men's room. The one that got away *sob*.

The other dad and I hooked up when we were both at a conference. That was fucking amazing. And the way he fucked me told me it wasn't his first time at the rodeo.

[quote]My father left when I was 4. So 12 years later, when I became sexually active, all the older men I was pursuing could have been friends of my fathers.

It sounds like all the older men you were pursuing could have been father substitutes.

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OP *is* a pedo and he has unleased a pedo thread.

R33, did your mom ever accept your dad’s sexuality? Was he bi and then stopped touching your mom, or was he always bi and cheated on your mom only with his friend?

I’d rather have my bi husband have a long term affair with a man I really like and get along with, than with a bunch of silly 21 year old girls.

Young girls are messy AF. But most straight women, especially back then, would have not been into such an arrangement, I’m sure, and either in deep denial or chucking ashtrays.

Bi-s and gaylings have it so much better now. I wonder if the ones who had totally accepting parents realize how lucky they are to be gay today, instead of gay back then. A helluva blood, sweat and tears were spilled for them to be out at the level youngins are out today. Still being spilled today too, but you know what I mean.

Be grateful to your elder gays and lesbians, kids. MANY went through hell, and even lost their lives for how it is, that you can live out and about today.

IDK anything for sure. It may have been a gateway for me to start talking. Mom may have just been jealous of his frendships. IDK really, but the energy of the convo seemed to be going there. It's hard to imagine hot coach going after my dad but who knows.

We were also advised to not discuss the coach's after school activities: drinking and poker with friends. We (my sister and I) didn't. He was the PE teacher. You certainly didn't discuss these things in public in the early 80's South. He was like a brother or uncle, if that makes sense.

He was FINE AS HELL! All the HS girls (and some guys for sure) drooled over him. He moved and we never really saw him again after we graduated. He also never married. So, there is that.

I do think dad was gonna say that guys do stuff, it's ok and you can still get married. lol

R45, where is now? Find him online.

Um, still in the South, and just because I'm southern it does not mean I am stupid!

The South sucks. We all know that.

Then stay were you are, yankee!

As you use southern, racist colloquialisms in this post, r48.

Beware Grindr ho's R1 You beat me to it, Shug.

He SHO is ugly.

Wait; you guys’ parents’ had friends?

Years ago, in a gay restaurant/cabaret space in NYC, I recall a one man show about a gay man finding out his dad was also gay. The ads and press for the show (which I didn't see) quoted a line: "I found out my dad was the biggest bottom in LA!"

My dad had weird friends.

One would always have his shirt off when they were putting golf balls outside. I hated him then but now wish I'd looked at his super hairy chest back then. We always seemed to have true weirdos next door. One time we had born agains living there. Ugh. That was terrible.

Fucked my next door condo neighbor. But wait. We also worked at the same place. Fast forward, we fell in love, bought a house together and had a hideous breakup.

[quote]He moved and we never really saw him again after we graduated. He also never married. So, there is that.

Uh-huh. He moved and you never really saw him again. Unless you're Jeane Dixon, how the hell do you know if he married or not?

Care enough about your internet trolling to do better than that.

He moved 40 miles away and we kept in touch, cunt, r56. I also wound up working for the same school system he did.

[QUOTE] This discussion is shit pedos get off on—it normalizes it and makes it seem as something kids are actually cool with It, but it’s child abuse. Experimentation among teens in early pubescence is normal, but turning it into fantasy porn for adults is gross and unethical.

Sorry R8 but if you’re a bottom, I don’t see how you hit puberty and don’t start fantasizing about strong, older men. I’m a top so it was different for me, but I would imagine that many young DLers came up lusting after a Tom Selleck type. And there’s nothing wrong with that.

Straight boys for example don’t have posters of teenage girls on their walls. Those models and actresses are grown women many of whom are old enough to be their mothers.

Thank you R58 for being the voice of reason.

[quote] Unless you're Jeane Dixon, how the hell do you know if he married or not?

She told me at my wedding.

R58, yes exactly.

As a 13 year old, my hot man crush was Julio Iglesias.

😂😂😂

I was virgin, L O N G after all of my friends had popped their cherries, and I sure as hell wasn’t gonna fuck a crispy bacon slice who sang romantic ballads in Spanish at 13, but I knew I liked bacon over bagels, because eventually, I was gonna get hungry and have some bacon for breakfast.

😉

My dad's mechanic, Ron, was sort of a friend of his. Ron was the younger brother of my dad's high school friend. He was divorced with a couple kids. My dad always took our cars to him. I used to stare at him when I was a closeted teenager. He was totally my type--dark, Italian, salt n' pepper hair, a full beard and mustache, hairy forearms, and chest hair that used to poke out under the t-shirt he wore under his mechanic's uniform. He also had rather soulful big brown eyes.

The summer after my freshman year in college, my dad asked me to pick up his car after I finished work at my summer job. I called Ron and told him I'd probably not be able to make it until a little after his closing time. He said no problem, he'd still be there. It was about a 2 1/2 mile walk from where I was working. I got there and I heard Ron shout for me to come in, the door was open and to come into the garage. When I entered that area, Ron was shirtless and working on a car. His barrel chest was covered in hair all the way down to his stomach. I was stunned and couldn't stop staring.

He really chatted me up. I was still pretty young and naive, but I thought I caught a vibe. He asked if I wanted something to drink, so he got me a Coke from the machine. He said it was so hot he had to take his shirt off. Long story, short, after some back-and-forth suggestive comments, he asked if I wanted to feel his hairy chest. That started it all.

He had a small, furnished one-bedroom apartment above the garage building that he rented out. It was vacant which always seemed to be the case. We went up there. After messing around, he said he really wanted to fuck me, but I had only one bad experience with bottoming at that point. I told him about it. He said he knew what he was doing, so I agreed. He was right. It was such a different experience. He was patient and careful. I got off fairly quickly after he started fucking me. We hooked up occasionally the rest of that summer on and off, and on my breaks from college throughout the next year. After that, it just sort of died on the vine as I spent the next two summers overseas.

I have to say I thought this thread was something else from the thread watcher which only shows

[quote] Did you ever fool around with a n

Every gayling out there deserves a Ron, like R62 got.

Indeed. I would be all atingle if a sexy furry Eyetalian daddy asked me to rub his sweaty chest.