"Pete is a good guy, he told me about you, that you are really a great fuck!" "You make me sound like a prize bull or something," I replied, being so delighted that Pete's mate Jason came up to expectations. I had never been with a coloured guy before. When Pete asked if it was okay for him to recommend me to Jason, he having showed me a picture of him in...
The sound of the toilet flushing took my attention away from the soft melody of the music in the background, not quite loud enough for me to recognize the tune, but something for me to try to concentrate on in my nervousness. I had no idea why I had agreed to this, why I was here. It was a studio apartment, but the room was large. There was a living and din...
There was always an arousing thrill to being somewhere you weren't supposed to be, doing something you weren't supposed to do. The inappropriateness. The danger. Instances like these were never about long held fantasies, but rather, moments of sudden opportunity that struck with the realization of - "I could do it right here, right now and nobody would ca...
I consider Amsterdam as the highlight of my summer of 1970 high school-to-college gap year fuck trip around Europe. My parents had given me enough money for the trip down along the Rhine River from Bavaria to Amsterdam and then across to England, but I wanted a car too, so I did what I could to cover travel expenses by selling my ass to men along the way. I...
We called him Mr Pepperoni. I remember his last name started with a P but we could never pronounce it properly, no matter how many times he tried to correct us. I think he was from Lampedusa, or it could have been Malta or somewhere else, but he had grown up in Australia so he had an Australian accent. Mr Pepperoni was the most exotic creature I had ever se...
And so to Badger...© Alex Carr 2011 Its hard to put on the breaks but even harder when Dan's around. I keep on saying to him to save some for later but no, he goes for it like a bull in a china shop or rather a bull at the cow and the result is I am rendered tender and sore when he has had his fuck of me. So then, he is absolutely done for and ends up lay...
"OK, you can take him down now." The police techs went to work in releasing the body of the young man from the restraints on his wrists that had held him suspended from the ceiling. The ball gag in his mouth and the lash marks on his back, chest, and thighs—and the fact that he was naked and a well-formed pretty boy—made clear to Cassidy what he was being s...
(gay prostitution, age difference, gay interracial, tough times, street rent-boys, car sex, fake cops, gay anal, rough gay sex, historical) [There is no under-18 sex activity in this story.] Jimmy grimaced and let out a gasp as the cock bulb breached his sphincter and the rest of the cock followed it up into his channel. He looked over at the wad of bills—...
Char was going crazy with lust after I told her I'd be willing to make love to a man for her. Only, my long term secret was that I would be doing it for me. For over 30 years I lived in a straight marriage, until my wife passed away, where no one suspected that I really thought of myself as bisexual. I loved sex with my wife, she was slender, had very shor...
I went down the stairs to the bar and had another beer. What a great place this turned out to be and I had only been here about an hour. As I was sitting on the bar stool, I watched as guys went behind this large dark curtain at the end of the room. Some of the guys were at floor level and others went up a short set of steps. My curiosity was piqued and my...