LLOYD had been the life and soul of the club ever since he started working behind the bar. A bit of an exhibitionist, attention seeker even, you couldn't quite call him stunning: thin, buck-toothed and with protruding ears, yet he had that certain twinkish element about him which belied his 25 years. Certainly the guys hovered around him like flies around a...
I was getting to the end of my shift today. Only two more stops, I was ending the bus route on the outskirts of town, with what I thought was an empty bus, when a clicking noise, as from a camera, distracted me. I threw a glance to the back, and spotted a hand holding a cell phone, a young man taking selfies of himself. A shift in my seat, and from a differe...
I would soon find out. He remained his friendly, amiable, and naked self, if anything more affectionate than before. He had already been huggy, but seemed to become more so, which took getting used to since he was usually naked. If I was working at my computer, he'd greet me with a squeeze of the shoulder then let his hand casually stay there while we talked...
I stared at my supposedly-straight roommate for a second, ignoring my friend's demand for attention. We had just kissed, like a serious kiss, and he had gotten more than a taste of his own jizz that he had just deposited in my mouth. What the fuck? But I had no time to ponder what had just happened, because Will practically pushed me to my knees in front of...
Following on from my adventure at Papayago Beach in Lanzarote I decided to see if there were other nude beaches I could try. I went on line and found one called Charco del Palo Beach. It was a bit of a drive from me but I wanted to see what it was like. It is actually a full on naturist resort similar to where I live in France. After going down a long wind...
AS BEFORE: This story is basically true. Names of people and places have been changed to protect the guilty. Oh. . . and I re-iterate, although the events in these stories all happened sometime during the past twenty years, they are all told as though they are recent events. Bon appetit. Whilst my main job as doorman was at Peroni Nightclub, Thursday to Sun...
A couple weeks later, I'm sitting in the first of three classes that are blocked together on my schedule for Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. An email from the professor who teaches my second class appears right as I'm about to close my laptop, announcing that the class is canceled and apologizing for the extremely short notice. I'm thrilled that I won't have...
The Club So now I had an alternate plan. I was convinced that the magazines were the problem. Those photos got my imagination working and got me horny. If I actually saw guys doing those sex acts depicted in the magazines, I would be appropriately disgusted and revert to my normal, straight self. And so I resolved to go back to Old Town on Saturday and go t...
I had been hired by a men's magazine (seems I get a lot of this lately) to do an erotic shoot in North Carolina mountains. Of all places, but the money was very good. Erotic was putting it mildly. I was to shoot the initial advertisements for an outdoor resort for "the discerning gentleman" owned and sponsored by this upscale men's magazine. The challenge wa...
Hi, my name is Shorty, and I just want to let you know about me. I am 18 and have a small frame weighing about 95 pounds. Some people call me a twink, but I don't know what that means. I grew up as a small Kurdish boy in a nomadic family. Sometimes the older boys and men would take advantage of me, and sometimes my mother dressed me as a girl to protect me w...