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Let your imagination fly and make me yours, I want to be a slave to your wishes.
I always considered a strong guy, I've never liked be controlled or subjected by my couples
my fetish is to suck my partner's feet while we are fucking.
My biggest fantasy is to whip my couples so hard until you put them well and make them kiss my feet every time we are together.
My show is to feel great, I love exhibiting my muscles to other people, seeing the reactions that they have when I flex them, I like to make the other feel who has the power and who dominated the moment of pleasure. I like to flex my biceps and show the strong and determining that I am.
Until I was 20 years old, I always liked women. I never had that feeling of living a double identity, of hiding something. I was absolutely convinced that I was heterosexual and the truth is that to this day I think I was. However, as soon as I had my first encounter with a man I realized that there was no turning back, that I could no longer be with a woman. The problem was that all this happened when I had been dating my girlfriend for 5 years with whom I had many future plans.Alejandra, my ex-wife, I met at the age of 16. We pololeamos a whole year, and because of those things in life including the immaturity of that age the relationship came to an end. But everything was on good terms, so we always kept in touch. I entered university to study advertising. I had other pololas, graduated, worked, and at the age of 26 I grabbed my bags and went to travel for three years in Europe and the United States. I wanted to learn English and live new experiences. During all that time, I kept talking to Alejandra from a distance. And on my return, we decided to resume the relationship.Soon I was offered work in the North and I accepted it. I left first to look for a house so that later, when everything was ready, for Alejandra she will get settled. I was only four months old and came very close to Marcelito, a great friend to this day, who at that time had a fairly active nightlife. He had his business, a polola and also an event center. That's why I used to stop by after work to have a drink for a while, and more than once I was tempted to stay late.On one of those nights, I met a man in the bathroom who looked at me a little more than usual. When I wanted to get out of there, he said about the sink and with his foot blocked my door so I wouldn't leave. We looked at each other face to face, grabbed me by the face and kissed me. The strange thing was that I didn't complain about him, nor did I reject him. Quite the contrary, I felt so good, so comfortable, that I answered and continued. After that episode we left together.That first meeting marked a before and after in my life. My mind was out of control, I didn't know what to do, however, I was sure of only one thing: I was never going to feel that good with a woman. To evade the situation I began to isolate myself a lot from my wife. If she touched me, she would cum, she rejected her all the time. And that obviously ended up passing us the bill. It's just that I, in addition to not having a face to be with her again, didn't feel like it and didn't want to 'use' it that way. But I was shattered by the idea of having to lose everything we had built if I told him. We were like this for a whole year, and we returned to Medellín separately. We agreed not to continue with ours because it was too evident that there was something strange about me, that things were never going to be like before. She was trying to find reasons. I remember that he even thought that my estrangement was due to the fact that I had a lover.And, at this time, I was also trying to find some explanation. I asked my friends if anyone had suspected my homosexuality and none said yes. Nor was it as if I had previously had erotic dreams with domination of men. It was never a topic. When I went to Europe I didn't feel like exploring that world either. And the truth is that to this day I can't find an answer. Will one be able to become gay overnight? Has it been such a repressed desire that I didn't even give myself the freedom to think about it? I don't know, I have no idea. The only thing I do remember is that as a boy, after physical education classes, I looked at my classmates in the shower to know what their bodies were like. I always thought I did it because, since I was the only man in my house, I had no one to compare myself with. I grew up with my m…