"It's time to wake up now." With just those six words, I regained the ability to open my eyes. Regained? I guess that's not the right word. I'd only just dozed off—nothing more. "Well, how do you feel?" The hypnotist grinned at me. I didn't see why he was grinning, though. He was a friend of mine. His name was Kyle and he liked to think he was a master whe...
Leaping Lizard Camp It's funny. My first gay experience happened on a campground whose name I can't remember. It is in the national forest between Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks. I think of it as Leaping Lizard Camp even though I know that is not the right name and I am sure I never saw a lizard. It is a gorgeous place on the shores of Jackson...
A friend of mine has been my roommate for almost a year. Barney and I used to work at the same company until the economy darkened. There were two rounds of layoffs, me then him then the whole place closed up. We both found better jobs actually, Barney's lease was up while he was out of a job and I had an extra bedroom so he moved in with me. We're good fri...
My very first knowledge of what has become a long time addition to enjoying sex is likely to have been before first reading about 'locker room' and its old socks smell in Playboy Potpourri in the August 1976 issue. This is the place I remember specifically reading about this 70s sex drug, though it was not presented in that fashion exactly. It is not really...
Hmm.... Which category to post under? Group sex, loving wives, anal? This story could have gone in any of those but, as I've seen very similar tales in Gay Male, and, in the end it's about exploring one's gay side, that is where I'm going to post. Enjoy. C.B. * "They're doing cookery classes down at the local college. I think I might give them a go," Tr...
Five of us went camping on that night that changed my life. One of the guys had an older brother who purchased a case of beer for us, and we hiked up into the woods to our favorite camping spot. After building a fire and drinking a couple of beers each, we began talking about sex. Yancy was the lucky one, and he told us some great stories about his current...
Chapter 19 -- W2 Sunday Morning At 7:15 AM the security officer is waking Vern and Troy, both sleeping naked in Vern's bed. Vern quickly made a trip to the bathroom before walking down to Luke's bed to awaken Mike. When Vern returned to his own bed, Troy was still in it. Vern, shaking Troy's shoulder, "Get up! We need to fix brunch." Troy managed to get h...
Since I have already began to tell about my past, I guess I should continue to tell the story. Especially since I have now set out to relieve some of these experiences. Thinking back, I now realize that the early eighties were a bit like the old wild west: No rules. I did these things just before anyone had heard of AIDS, so today I would never dream of unpr...
As a young lad at school I had watched others masturbating from time to time, but until I was in my early twenties I hadn't really thought about gay sex. It was in my first job, fresh from university, that the subject became a real personal experience. I had got a lowly paid position in a firm of accountants, and after a couple of months my manager, David...
Two Days Later Trace found himself sitting on the porch as he tried to decide what to do for the day. He would have loved to go for a swim in the pond, but his arm prevented that. He was trying to decide if he felt like taking Hercules and going for a hike when he saw Jackson walking towards his cabin. He loved to watch the way Jackson moved. He was wearing...