As a black man, I don't like the black dom, white sub trope but the idea of this story was too good to pass up. Enjoy This happened one Saturday evening. I was chilling at home, flipping series on Netflix as I looked for something interesting to snooze on. My phone pinged. Whatsapp message. Him: 'Hi.' Me: "Hi." Him: "How are you?" Me: "All good...just c...
I woke up. My bra undone, panties covered in lube and my nylons pushed down my legs. I felt as if I had been used. As I became more aware, I realized that I had been used and really enjoyed it. On the first day at the gay resort after getting dressed, I had walked over to a gay bar and been picked up by a nice guy, named Paul, just a bit older than myself. H...
The bathhouse has a fairly large sling room, though the sling itself is not really that comfortable, possibly a reason why the space is generally empty. Today, having finished my beer after enjoying some organic smoke, wandering upstairs, it was a surprise to see someone in the room so early. Letting a certain fancy carry me along to him, following a two wee...
My reaction in the steamroom to his finger touching my ass was pure sluttiness, moving my hips to encourage further explorations. I'd already been involved in a delightful threesome, then sucked by a couple of men. Including one who tried, at least twice, to have my slick rod enter his ass - after I'd already played with his naked cock as another man fucked...
Sometimes, bathhouse visits work in a certain fashion, leading to spending a couple of hours satisfying various sex desires with total strangers - along with people who are not exactly strangers after passing years. Such as the short man a couple of visitors behind me in the line of men waiting to enter on a Sunday afternoon, another true bathhouse slut, som...
Riding home in the gorgeous afternoon fall sunlight, the smell of sex remained in my nose. This was the first time a man's intimate scent provided such a lovely reminder of going down on a willing partner. And the first time my ass felt so good, providing a new sensation of satisfied pleasure sitting on the bike. The last hour had been heavenly, finding a pa...
Please note that like all my work, this is essentially a true story and that for fantasy purposes only I have omitted the use of condoms, which always take place with people other than my long term boyfriend. Thanks. *************** When we first moved here to France from the UK we had lots to sort out and even though it's a small town, finding handyman a...
Another true story but please note I have omitted the condom use which took place as my boyfriend and I only play safe with others. Cheers guys. *********** Before we moved to France, we lived in London. My boyfriend Dave and I had moved down from up north and managed, through hard work, to acquire a couple of apartments. We'd met many moons before and we...
The Hanky Code Chapter 2 - The agreement pt 1 I followed him down a black painted and dimly lit hallway which lead to one large steel door that seemed rather imposing. A nameplate on the door read, 'Master S.' I gulped standing there. Maybe saying yes was not the best of ideas. Though I was having second thoughts they evaporated quickly. Who was I trying...
It was mid-January and I was getting tired of the cold and I was horny so I started to think about planning a gay vacation. After a lot of thought I decided on Palm Springs in Mid-February. A bit about me, I am a straight looking and acting man 60 years old slim and fit. However, I love cock and like to dress up in panties and other lingerie. A few years ag...