Power Bottom

When I was age 24 or so, I met my first true power bottom. He was late thirties, very hot looking, big, muscular, and masculine. At 24 I looked about 17 and probably weighed around 125. I was the quintessential twink.

When he cruised me, I was delighted. I thought I'd be worshiping "Daddy" all night. Once we were behind closed doors, however, I learned he wanted me to top him. Huh? I was confused -- he hadn't an ounce of nelly in him. I was more than happy to learn, and he was a good teacher.

I have no idea who the bloke is below or what his sexual persuasion might be. If he picked me up, I'd be perfectly happy if he was either a pig bottom or an alpha top. You can't always tell by the wrapping.