About a year after confirming to myself that I am gay and no longer interested in sex with women I went on the hunt for some cock as I realized I am always horny and always willing and looking for someone to put their cock in my mouth and feed me their cream. Almost every evening I would head out to the cruising places I had learned about and would start wa...
This story takes place in the 1970's, when the drinking age in the state was 18. ... Chapter One: Skip turns 18. Mercifully, the infamous song always sung to commemorate birthdays was as brief as possible, and I was grateful to Mr. Langer and his son and my best friend Greg for omitting the superfluous choruses about how old are you. I was 18 and we all k...
My Bucket List. The Night I Went For A Walk. I was based in the South of England however my latest assignment required me to travel to the very northern tip of the Scottish mainland. Where each trip, to and from, took almost a whole day either by driving, train or air or any combinations. My assignments took the format of three weeks onsite and one home...
Waking up the next morning I still couldn't believe what had happened. I was so confused by how much I had enjoyed sucking my friends' dicks, and part of me wanted more of them. I knew I couldn't avoid Joe and Steve forever though, so I headed down for breakfast. After breakfast we all gathered up our gear and headed back out for some more golf. We switche...
After weeks of clear blue skies and hot days, the weather turned on Thursday. The motorcycle has been laid up for weeks (a minor incident months ago snowballing into weeks waiting for parts, and discovering wet clutches have fascinating differences with dry ones). But on cold wet days, not having to deal with rain clothes when visiting the bathhouse is not a...
Please note: This is unofficially the first story in a series of stories about Slave and his meetings with Master. It was not a planned series, it just morphed into it. On to the story. The sub stood at the door, butterflies in his stomach. He has exchanged emails, and chatted and even talked a couple of times on the phone but now it was the moment of tru...
Author's Note -- Dedication - To JC, with heartfelt thanks. This is YOUR story. You asked me to write it and I did. So, my friend, this is for you. ### Prologue ### A cool stream of air blew across the back of my neck. Seconds later, his lips were close to my ear. "Are you ready?" I didn't answer. "Are you sure you want it?" Was I sure? I mean . . ....
3.a: The treadmill Wednesday had come around again. I had gotten a message from Sir to be at his place for one p.m. and I was achingly horny. Besides the fact that I had been locked for a month now, far longer than I ever had been before, I was still feeling the residual excitement from shooting that video in the parking garage on the weekend. So, after doi...
Ever since I was a teenager, I had wondered about the world of gay saunas. I realised during my teens that I was bisexual - I couldn't imagine a relationship with a man, but I knew I wanted to have sex with one at some point. Most of my early sexual encounters were with women, but during my time at University I had met a couple of guys online and hooked up....
Please note that I am a strong advocate of safe sex but have bareback sex only with my long term (status known) boyfriend as in this true story. ***** We were almost halfway through our 2 weeks of winter sunshine and the all over tans were great, 5 days at the beach and an afternoon with our neighbour on the terrace. Dave wasn't my first partner and to be...