I flew back into Australia last Thursday, and while everything went well it was still thirty six hours of travel from door to door. When I got back to my little house on the beach I stripped out of clothes that just felt gross and got into the ocean as quickly as I could. While I felt like a beer or a whiskey it was only mid morning so I sat out on my deck...
Fucking matron was the national sport at our public school (that’s “private school” for Yanks). It was a rite of passage without which no future Australian captain of industry could hope to attain a Dick Grasso-esque remuneration package. But final year frolics came first. We'd reached 18 and were ready to rock and roll. We were wizards of wanking . . . mas...
Steve Cahill grinned with a certain nasty pleasure at the idea of what he might do with his new slave. The poor fellow had to shower to clean up from the scat and golden showers frequently forced on him. He frankly stank like a sewer, if Steve were to be honest with Eve, the man's sadistic Mistress/wife. He gathered that poor Adam had suffered a great deal...
After leaving high school I did some triathlons and the leg that scared me the most was swimming. I was an OK swimmer but not great and not confident at the kind of distances required in the longer triathlons. So I spent a fair bit of time swim training at the local aquatic center. The pool was a city run center with a fifty meter outdoor olympic sized pool...
Last Friday night I had a threesome with a couple that I met online. A friend of mine recommended this couple as good fun. I spoke to them online before I arrived here and they seemed really keen and also rather experienced. Friday night came along, I met them at a bar in town after dinner. Lots of photos were exchanged beforehand and they looked like their...
Show me what you're wearing He sent a picture of himself in the mirror. He was wearing a skimpy tank top with white and red horizontal stripes. His furry chest and shoulders were exposed, and the stripes accentuated his round belly. He was also wearing a purple sweat band across his forehead, which kept his dark curls out of his eyes. There was a smirk on h...
This is a bit different as a story for me. For years, I've loved panties and have had my share of panty fun -- on my own. I did travel to the UK as a young guy and so the facts of this story are true. However, I didn't have the guts to go through with the fantasy I write about here. I am married and in my late 40's. I have come to the conclusion that that n...
It only took about twenty minutes and a coffee to get me all signed up and insured. Josh offered to show me through the truck afterward - I wasn't going to say 'no' in a hurry. "So where are you staying, Jamie? Close by somewhere?" Josh pulled a business card from his shirt pocket. "But please, if you get stuck with anything on the truck, feel free to call...
It is all working just as Rod and I planned. I was visiting him in Napier after he had taken up the position of physical therapist for your Maori exhibition rugby team that had been formed for the Sydney Olympics and had proved to be so fearsome that it is now permanently organized and homed in Napier, New Zealand, and taking on—and slaughtering—all comers....
I love chatting with people who enjoy speedos. I especially love talking with members because I think that is a little more serious than that random emails I often receive. Last year I got talking to a new member here on this blog called Arthur. Arthur is from Texas and was having a holiday in Australia. Unfortunately Arthur wasn't going to make it up the co...