I always had a fascination with feminine things, dresses, shoes and handbags. Underwear was particularly exciting. I liked the silkiness of them. I loved the delicate straps. And I understood what it was to feel girly, as I wanked. As I passed my eighteenth birthday, I was still pretty. I had long hair. My hips were snake like, my body smooth. And I was sen...
Something I had been keen to try since first seeing the phone numbers written on the walls was cottaging. I added my number to the walls and waited. About 2 weeks later I got a call. I had almost forgotten about it. The voice sounded nervous. He said "Hi, I got your number from the cottage?" Was it a question? I wasn't sure. I said "Oh right." He then aske...
This is a true story of something that happened to me recently, but before I go on, a little about myself. I'm 26, 5'8" with short brown hair and blue eyes. I'd like to think I'm good looking, and people have often told me so, so I guess I should believe them. I live with my girlfriend, and I do love her to bits, but sometime you can't help yourself, and on...
I didn't know what 'cottaging' was until I was about 20 and at that time, I was young , naive and looking for Mr Right rather than a good shag. Once I'd found Mr Right, almost 15 years later, I wanted to have my cake and eat it. I don't know if it's peculiarly British (or English even) but some of the public toilets I've visited, just for a pee even, were i...
[This Chapter is an experiment to test readers' reactions. There are several more chapters to follow.] ***** Chapter One Life as a Bodyguard King Arthur VI of Gaylandia did not play a major political role in the government of his kingdom. He played a minor diplomatic role in representing his nation on the world scene and every afternoon of the week and m...
(also known as horny_dad or lexxjld on some sites) ==== Stuttgart in Germany has several underground shopping centres, built as part of their metro system. Thoughtfully, they've also provided public toilets, some ideal for cottaging. One such is on the outside of an underground section, the entrance door facing the castle park -- excellent for just lazing...
Britain and Rain. Two words that go hand in hand, however whilst there is a certain charm about the continual self-depreciating humour people from my country demonstrate when talking about the weather, the persistent overcast skies and drizzle we are so accustomed to experiencing do tend to curtail many activities that we enjoy. Especially, if those activit...
I hope you've been enjoying these characters who've been keeping me company the last few months. I could have gone on much longer but decided this chapter, including some brief epilogues, would be the end of this story. If there's demand for more, I could be persuaded to post various stand-alone stories. I wake up on that Sunday morning, after having bot...
This story is split into to two parts because the sections need to be posted in different categories. The first part describes how a middle aged married man enjoyed out of character but enthusiastic gay sex with a younger man. The concluding part I intend to post in Loving Wives because it deals with the aftermath when his wife finds out. * My name is Al...
Part One: My Wife's Out There Sucking Cock, So Why Shouldn't I? I'm going to stop sucking stranger's cocks. Next week. Or probably the week after. Maybe. I'd rather not talk of these things. But there's a need to confess, to seek absolution for my sins. Look at me. What do you see? Go on, admit it, to most people, I'm a respectable married man with a well-...