I was sixty-five years old, when my wife, Mary, died. She'd been sick for some time so we hadn't had sex for a couple of years. And, it's funny, but I didn't even miss it. Maybe I'm getting old. And Mary hadn't been looking so great. I mean she wasn't attractive to me anymore, so I was just as happy that my sex life had come to a close. I tell this to people...
It had been a couple years since Brad and I split up and I was enjoying being free and acting like a real slut by cruising places and sucking and fucking just about everyone that wanted me to suck them or wanted a quick piece of ass. I use a couple hook up sites on the internet at times and that is where I met my second boyfriend and last boyfriend to date....
France, April 1918 Wars have always existed. From the simple foot soldier on the battlefields to the generals, hundreds of miles away, safe, I have watched. The stench of blood, the rot of fear, the roar of rifles and cannon fire is well known to me. Before the battle, after the skirmish, during the fighting, I watch and I wait. Then I walk through the carn...
The day I really learned to fuck a love anus. I had made a couple of hookups, before meeting Jay, but they were mostly, cuddle, kiss, and blowjob sessions. If I was lucky, I might get a 69 out of it. So, Jay wasn't my first male sex encounter, but he sure was the most interesting. He was well educated and somewhat debonair. He had a soft approach to sex th...
"Sure." That's all I had said to accept his invitation up to his hotel room. Thirty minutes later I had had the best sex of my life -- bar none, not mention my first real man-on-man sex. You know how sex is almost never as good as you imagine it'll be. It's awkward and messy a lot, and sometimes you just want to head for the door after you cum, which I could...
Content/trigger warning: This story contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. 1. JESSE The dead grass is limp and soft under my bare feet, and I hum a little to myself despite the crippling summer heat. Crippling summer humidity, I corr...
My assignment in The Hague was completed, had a holiday with Knut, and carried out a successful Escort assignment in Guernsey for Bjorn. I was now working in Southampton for a company who managed clean-up operations for oil and chemical spills. I had just completed a series of legal negotiations for them in Aberdeen and was looking forward to going home to...
The day had finally arrived. My uncle handed me the keys to his gym, kissed me on the cheek, wished me the best of luck and got into the taxi bound for the airport. While I had prepared myself for these events it still felt surreal as they all played out. My uncle, the owner of "Muscles and More", had retired and turned the business over to me. He smiled at...
Hey everyone! I started writing this a while ago and now I'm curious to see how it ends, so enjoy! There's a bit of Gaelic in it but I won't go crazy on you. Cion's full name is Cionaodh which is pronounced key OH na. The shorter version is just Key an. * Cionaodh Malloy stepped out of the lorry and made his way to the cliff which looked out over the Atla...
From Confused to Convinced Chapter One In the early 80's, I lived in Boston while attending a community college, which was located on one of the main subway lines, "The Orange Line". The trains run extensively throughout the city and into the suburbs and a person can pretty much get to anywhere they want to go. I always wanted to go downtown where the...