I'm a 47 y/o gay man. Pics of dead and dying men (especially thick, stocky, bearish men) get my cock rock hard. Gladiators, soldiers, handsome built men with hairy barrel chests and thick arms battling in on the field with weapons of death get my manspunk oozing. Seeing executions (firing squads, beheadings, hangings) of bound men flailing around until they release their death wad get me stroking. Watching arrows, spears and bullets hit a man's built, hairy chest or broad back with a grunt knocking him to ground send my cock into a frenzy. Watching a soldier mowed down, cut in half by bullets, sends my shaft pulsing with delight. Feeling a man struggle against my arm wrapped around his straining neck, his hands grasping my forearms desperately trying to pull it off in a vain attempt at getting me to release him, his legs thrashing about looking for earth to stand on makes my rock hard cock rock explode with a spout of white hot cum.
Shooting my load, online roleplay (snuffing/being snuffed)
- Location
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S.E. Florida
- Occupation
- Construction Industry
A man's slow death is sweetly erotic.