International business trip gets an exciting finish This event happened only last week and whilst it's very fresh in my mind I thought I'd put it down for you all to enjoy. So there we were my boss and I away from home for 5 days in Greece and not a sniff of any sexy ladies anywhere, I was getting hornier by the day and those urges I get from time to time...
Bromance? More than that. Way more than that. David and Jonathan. By name and by nature. Man love. The love of one male of the species for another male of the species. And certainly not platonic. When they got into it, they got into it. Lusty, greedy, hungry, sucking, deep-throat oral. All arms and legs, face-fucking, soixante-neuf. Anal, sometimes...
Note on Language: This is a story about two blokes who are from northern England. While I've toned it down a little, there's a lot of linguistic references in this story which might take some explaining, especially in the dialogue. It might help to know that "Nowt" and "Summat" are "nothing" and "something", that "da" and "fatha" both mean "father", that "...
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...
Thanks for the comments on Part 1. I've been busy but working toward further entries, which I hope to publish soon. Happy reading! As with Ch. 1, this contains: consenting gay sex between an eighteen year-old son and his father. ***** After Calvin shot his load, he and his dad bobbed in the pool for what felt like hours. Calvin had never felt so close to...
The place I had rented for two weeks was private in all respects. It was high up towards the top of an ancient village, surrounded by empty land and ruins and concealed by a walled courtyard. Just right for nude sunbathing and wandering around naked. I was taking a year out from college to explore some of the world and had gotten as far as this remote Greek...
Cal leaned over me, rippled chocolate stomach muscles sweaty on my lower back and buttglobes, ten-inch manmeat throbbing fixedly inside my cum-glistened bare ass. My arms extended straight down on to the bed, supporting us both as I kneeled before the greek god fucking me. His long dark thumb still wrapped around my dickroot as my piece pulsed out a final...
I would have never known sheer ecstasy or just how wanton I naturally was if it hadn't been for the British diplomat and writer Lawrence Durrell. And it wasn't really because of his writing, either; it was because of his mountainside villa in the ancient Byzantine abbey town of Bellapais on the steep slopes of the Kyrenia Mountains in the Turkish zone of Cyp...
[Thank you so much for your votes and e-mails -- I hope you enjoy this next instalment. It is slightly different to what I have written so far... Please remember to vote at the end, and I always welcome feedback!] * The men were roused and ready for the comparatively short march south to Babylon. It was certainly shorter than the vast distance they had tra...
After exiting the taxi and paying my fare, including a tip rather larger than I could afford, I took a moment. Standing on the sidewalk, I looked up, past the towering palms, at the expansive white facade festooned with balconies and towers. The latter's red, conical roofs projected, brick-red, against mountainous clouds in the otherwise azure sky. The Hot...