After I told Faith all about my now total gayness and the powerful lust I now only feel for sexy male bodies, we went down to the apartment complex's pool. At 3.00am it was deserted except for us. We threw off our robes and then checked each other out

I had put on my briefest, most obscene g-string thong and I looked hot... I made a point of striking a few poses to let her see my muscles working.. i wanted her to see my hard little buttocks, my broad, tanned sexy chest, with the stubble of my clipped chest hair and of course the beauty of the outline of her father's cock and balls. I wanted her to see how full of myself I am... How being a beautiful, sculpted, potent mature male is almost God-like in beauty and power...

As she looked at me I checked her out... Even though she was only mid teens she'd alreay had bulging implants done and her lips were puffed up to sensual perfection with collagen... I could see through her white bikini that she had a number of piercings and her camel toe was shamelessly displayed.

It occurred to me that we were both outstanding gender exemplars.

Then Faith looked at me and spoke:

"I'm going to have you old man... I want the power of your cock before you decline into softness and impotence... I want you before you are unmanned by time... It is starting now... I can see it... I want to experience all of you... Just as Carol did... And you are pitifully desperate to have me... If I wanted I could even make you beg..."

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