I first started going to porn theatres when I was about 32. At that time I was on a buying trip for my company & had to travel to Montreal. I had always been a bit shy with women and as a result hadn't had a lot of dealings with them. I was always (and still am) curious about anything & everything to do with sex. Since then, I have gone to porn theatres in...
I am Dan, an average guy. Mid forties, married for 10 years, good family life. I've kept myself in decent shape but could always use some work. I got a notice for upcoming reunion on my prep school. One of my office mates, who lived near the school when were growing up, he resorted, in jest, to the old townie response of "those faggots." The idea of the reun...
I was 21 years old, my sex life to that time had been miserable, I hadn't begun puberty until I was almost 16, by then of course, it was all I could think of, but getting any, was a different story. It was the 1960's and the world hadn't yet reached the free love stage. The pill wasn't something everyone could get hold of and condoms took a lot of courage...
We were summoned for the exercises. I was to wrestle, and I hoped that I'd draw Victor. He was all bulging muscle and beauty and fluid movement. As I entered the palaestra through the columns, I saw him over to the side with a group of other soldiers, laughing and jesting with them as he removed his breastplate to show rippling muscles and solid abs every bi...
I'm woken up suddenly by an overload of sensation. I've got one hand wrapped around my morning wood, Which is pulsating because I have to piss so badly, his morning wood is sliding into my hole, which can't be all that clean since I haven't gone to the bathroom. "What the?" I turn my head. His free hand goes over my mouth, "shut up and take my fucking co...
I work as night foreman at a San Francisco warehouse operation. Sounds like a dumb job and in some ways it is. However, it’s easygoing and has its moments. . . plenty of moments. I was 32 and just a year or so back from overseas--somewhat brain dead--so the easy pace gave me time to heal. It wasn’t rocket science. It was basic intelligence, initiative and a...
Two days after my 18th birthday, I awoke to the sound of our doorbell. I quickly pulled on a pair of sweatpants and whatever shirt I could find on the ground, which was just a basic blue V-neck sweater. I made my way down the stairs, finding a note on the kitchen counter in my uncle's neat handwriting that stated, "plumber coming at 9:15" with a nice stack...
The dreams were variations on a theme. He was just a kid, under her control once more, and she'd left him alone—again. Locked him in a closet, one of many she used to contain him. She always claimed it was for his own good. Told him she just wanted to keep him safe. Even at the age of eight, Marshall didn't believe her. But he was helpless to do anything abo...
I had just turned 18 and was on my way to visit some relatives on the west coast. I was straight and came from a small town where it seemed like there were no gays. However, over the past year I had gone into the nearest city and would frequent a book store that a lot of gays would hang out at. I still remember the first time I noticed a gay man looking at m...
I was there for work, I don't remember the name of the motel but it was probably a Ramada Inn. I had known I was coming down to Orlando the month before and I started going to some yahoo groups for some kind of sex in Orlando, don't remember well since it was about 15 years ago. Anyway I had been chatting on the yahoo group a bit so I had a bit of a sense o...