I've put this story in the gay male category, but none of the characters define themselves as gay. Its about a bunch of straight(ish) British lads on a typical boozy holiday, and the kind of antics they get up to. Like my other stories it focusses on intimate smells and bottoms, so if this isn't for you stop reading. I plan to continue this series so if you...
As we walked to the bathroom, it dawned on me that what we had already experienced was unlike anything that I had ever seen in the gay porn selections on line. It was soft, sensual, honest and filled with passion. More importantly, it was real - two real men, pushing the far side of middle age, discovering the joy and excitement of confiding in each other, s...
My long awaited vacation had begun at last. Walking out of my employer's building I began to daydream about enjoying a long weekend. Early the next day I awoke well rested. There was no one special in my life these days. Stephanie had gone the day I told her that I was not sure if I wanted to marry her. Before storming out, she bitched that I had wasted fou...
I was two months into my 22nd year on the day when I bought a membership to the gym that was only a few moments away from my home. I had walked there from home wearing a back pack. Never having seen the inside of a real body builder's gym, I needed some pointers. I spent a few moments watching other people work at the pulley driven machines and free weight...
I felt his eyes burn into the back of my shaggy head. My name is, Tom, I work nights at a local pub. It had been 13 years since the last time we were closer than I had ever been with another man. When I turned and saw Carl's big frame, I instantly flashed back to my freshman year at Ithaca, in the locker room, the night that the two of us were the last ones...
I love riding my bike through the city. It's fun, cars are mostly polite and make way for you. You can ignore most of the signs if you like and not get into trouble. Mostly it's fun. Then there's the weather. It makes things decidedly less enjoyable. And that's where I found myself, soaked to the skin, at the stage of cycling apathy where pedaling was a mec...
I had fun on Friday with Kyle and Eric, though I still didn't dance. Eric suggested I try talking to somebody, but that didn't happen, either. Well, okay, his exact words were, "The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else." Still no go, any way you cut it. Keith called me Sunday, and told me how he broke up with the guy he had been seeing...
Please note that I am a strong advocate of safe sex but have bareback sex only with my long term (status known) boyfriend as in this true story. ***** We were almost halfway through our 2 weeks of winter sunshine and the all over tans were great, 5 days at the beach and an afternoon with our neighbour on the terrace. Dave wasn't my first partner and to be...
The story below is written with the intention of putting my fantasy down on paper (symbolic) and allowing others to enjoy it as much as I do. There are some conditions that must be met first though: a. You must be of legal age in which ever state, county, country or universe that you reside in. b. If you find graphic sex and detailed descriptions of se...
My adventures at glory holes all took place in the 80's. That was the era of movies in Adult Bookstores – and glory holes in every store. It was before the AIDs/HIV era, and so there wasn't the health code issues that had them closed down. There may still be ABS's that have them but I haven't found any in a long time. Of course, I haven't been in one in a lo...