"But why does it have to be a dude?" "Not just any dude. A big sweaty dude, with triple chins and jowls and sloppy ginger hair." "So like Louis C.K., but a mess." "Exactly. And he has to say 'Fuck the gloves, this is real.' It's the perfect line." "Why can't it be a hot female doctor?" "Because that's what they're expecting. This is what makes your stor...
This is my 2nd submission of my true experiences. My first story is how I experienced my first Contact with men, giving and receiving blowjobs through a gloryhole. Months had passed since my first experience but that first experience had a great effect on me. I started going every Friday night for some quick action before I headed home from the clubs. I al...
It was a great hike on the trail. Still no other hikers this early in the season. The smells of spring in the air. From the main path, through a hedge of thick brambles, I find the small, almost indistinguishable path, to my "private sanctuary". An idyllic spot perched high on a dune above a beautiful lake teeming with birds and no other creatures, human or...
It was in my late 50s that I began to seriously think about having sex with other older men. You get tired of trying to be who you used to be. You're older, less energetic, fatter, slower to cum, less all-round attractive. So you have to let go of things you used to do and assume. I stopped looking at pictures of young, good-condition bodies and started look...
I was so excited to tell my wife about what happened as I walked into our apartment. We had been living together for a couple of years and during that time she had told me about her black experiences. It became a ritual that once a week she would describe how she fucked and sucked black cocks both in the town we lived in and when she lived in San Francisco....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** After we had wanked each other's cocks, and then rested, Billy looked up at me moving his body and face towards my face and gently kissed me on the mouth. His tongue still tasting of our cum, pushed into my mouth back and forth. He was fucking my mouth with his tongue. My thoughts...
Friday nights are usually pretty good for getting some action, so I went to the Texas Lounge in downtown Calgary. There were a few people there, but it was early yet, and I didn't see anybody I knew. I had a beer and then went next door to Goliath's Bathhouse. I paid my 22 bucks and got a towel, a locker key, a couple of condoms and a pack of lube. I found...
I was named for Saint Francis but preferred my middle name, James or Jimmy. I won't give the location. It was a bathhouse California. I'm a gay man fighting to control myself, but I was not able to that afternoon. I was twenty miles from the seminary. I stopped for gas and saw a sign, "Bathhouse." I've known since my mid-twenties that I am gay, many priests...
My hand rapidly stroked up and down my uncut 7 inch cock as I lay in bed fantasizing about him. My other hand was down between my legs, wrapped around the base of my favorite dildo that I had shoved up my ass and was fucking myself with. I imagined it was his cock fucking me to ecstasy. Who is this "him" that I was fantasizing about? Why none other...
Last weekend, I hooked up with an acquaintance of mine, Sam. Who is a top. 6'2 athletic build, 35 years old and white.. he is a nice guy from all I know. After Sam and I hooked up last weekend, he and I have been texting back and forth, but due to a little flakiness on both of our parts, our first 2 planned times to meet up didn't happen. Last night however,...