All sorts of expatriate "characters" gravitated to Bangkok, Thailand, in the seventies and eighties, and none were more colorful than the man known simply as Cowboy. Cowboy was a six-and-a-half foot black American stud, who was said to have been a pro basketball player of some note who had retreated to Bangkok in the face of possible charges for point shavin...
The entire drive home I tried to convince myself that it was because I was under the influence and it wasn't what I wanted. I never thought about sucking cock but yet I did. I loved girls but yet I enjoyed pleasing that stranger. Being on my knees with no control actually turned me on. That night I shot the biggest load when I masturbated thinking about suck...
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...
I had played around with a couple of other boy's from around the neighborhood; you know a little sucking and a little kinda fucking. I liked it and was always the one taking the dick. This is about when I really became totally into guys bodies and that beautiful appendage hanging between they're legs. I learned how to pleasure big hot cocks; sort of beca...
I have always been a chubby guy. Even as a kid, I was always flabby and in a world that idolizes muscles, it was disheartening to experience contempt from my friends due to my flab. And if my weight wasn't a problem, the fact that I was a gay teenager from a rural part of India certainly didn't make it any easier. I didn't know any gay person in and around m...
I have loved my husband Jack since shortly after we started seeing each other. For whatever reason, when we were first dating he had told me that he had a jerk-off session with another guy when he was a teenager. I was shocked at first, as I couldn't figure out the relevance of why he was telling me what he did 25 years ago. As is my habit, I read between th...
So I had a friend named Reshawn in college who also had a serious obsession with poker. We played obsessively, convincing our friends to join us for a game in our dorm whenever we could. When we couldn't get a game in person, we would play online, share stories over IM, and sometimes trade money on the various sites. One day Reshawn had asked to play on my...
I would have never known sheer ecstasy or just how wanton I naturally was if it hadn't been for the British diplomat and writer Lawrence Durrell. And it wasn't really because of his writing, either; it was because of his mountainside villa in the ancient Byzantine abbey town of Bellapais on the steep slopes of the Kyrenia Mountains in the Turkish zone of Cyp...
The sun was just going down. What a day it had been. I knew I had to try and get a couple of photographs of this from the observatory. How lucky am I, I was allowed up, probably the last for the day. The lift rocketed up as it does. I check my messages from my wife. The lift stops. I am on the observatory level - oh my god, what a view! I have the whole flo...
It had been a couple of weeks since Mary, Curly and I had our little moment in the pub toilet. Mary and I had gone out a couple of times since then, spent a lot of time on the phone, the usual. We'd been on two dates since that night- both ended in some mind-blowing sex. But, being the young bloke I was, I was whacking off every day too. My old man had a pr...