The bathhouse is a place where emotional attachments of any variety become meaningless in a sea of sensation, sex being the overriding framework, without any barricade to having as much sex as possible. Creating, or giving in to, opportunities as irresistible as feeling a new mouth replace the one that was going down on you while being fingered. A glance tha...
Hi this is Chris here again with my second story, as before I am 21 yr old staying in Mumbai, I am not gay just bi-curious, my semester came to an end and we as a group of friends 6 boys Vicky, Jai, Sangeet, Smith and Hugh and myself decided to go to goa, and do something wild get drunk, do some dope, bang some chicks and visit an underground gay bar was on...
We moved my senior year in High School; my dad following the Great American dream! Through my high school years I had been the local faggot whore who serviced everyone in the little town I lived in, so when I turned 18 in my new home, over a thousand miles from my old home and reputation, I boarded a bus and went downtown to where there were several adult th...
Last week I drove down from Los Angeles to San Onofre Beach. My cock was thumping the entire drive down, getting harder and harder as we got closer and closer. I pull into the park and drove for what seemed like forever until I made it to the trailhead. I hiked down to the beach and noticed a few guys on their way back up. I could tell that they were just a...
I was 18 and had just finished my freshman year of college in New England. The terms of my financial aid offer required work-study, so I got a job at an Inn on campus busing tables. The money was good, so I elected to stay on campus that summer and continue to work full-time in order to save for college. A few staff would sometimes go out for drinks after t...
Harry was just about to close his restaurant for the night when a group of seven young guys came in. They were in all their early twenties and it didn't take any time at all for Harry to realize that they were gay. It had been a slow night, as just about every night was out of season in the sleepy little town he lived in. He was glad to have seven potential...
My name is Charles, I am now a forty something and still don't know what I am, straight, gay, bisexual or what. This is the story of my wilderness years. It all started when I was at university, as a mature student, where I was studying mechanical engineering. I had just started university in Manchester which my company sponsored me for. This was the end o...
Arriving at the local baths just after 3pm on a Friday, the lack of visitors was surprising. Possibly due to the fact that the following Monday was a holiday, or possibly due to how summer had recently arrived. Downstairs, one man was in the whirlpool, prompting me to shower before joining him. After sitting close, my foot promptly sliding over his under th...
The 19th Hole (Part One) I am Kyle Dalton, golfer. When I was younger, I was one of the most decorated Amateur golfers in my state, having won its Amateur Championship and that of a neighboring state in the same summer. I followed that by anchoring my college golf team and then trying to make it as a professional. When I failed, I returned home. I am now 3...
Wow, having spent the early part of my life as a gay pig perfecting my skills as a cocksucker, and being introduced via the rape of my ass to the joy of all things anal, I became a complete cock addict. I found myself out almost every night searching for as much cock as I could get. After a while I was looking for new and less dignified places to suck and ge...