"A candidate for the Bermuda Triangle, might you say?" Dean said to Penn across the cocktail table. They were sitting at a window of the Splendor Lounge on the Champion of the Sea mega tourist ship on the first full night of its sail from Baltimore to Bermuda. The two, both members of the ship's dance troupe were looking over a thirtiesh blond, well-formed,...
There was no question that the handsome young man was Navy. He was standing across the cafeteria table from me decked out in pristine Navy enlisted whites from the circular cap down to his broad chest of white tunic with navy-blue turtleneck underneath and blue string tie to his slim waist wrapped in a thick white web belt and polished brass buckle, and on d...
I could not have been in any steamier place or time for my sexual awakening. Bangkok, Thailand, in the eighties was sin city extraordinaire. Anything went there; everything was tolerated. It was a mai bin rai ("nevermind; whatever, it's OK") place, and everything was not only tolerated, but it also was on offer—and almost always for free or at a very good pr...
GAY-FOR-PAY Part 2 By Ford2020 Abel pulls his car into a spot in the wide parking lot, nearly empty at this time of day, and looks around as if expecting to see someone he knows here. He takes out his phone and thumbs through the column of numbers until he finds the one he wants. He pauses. Fidgets. Hesitates. Fiddles with the display. Adjusts it. And the...
One Friday night, feeling courageous I decide to do what I have long fantasized about, and go to a male sex club in San Francisco to lose my virginity. I slip on a pair of shiny pink silk bikini panties, which hug my tight buns and wrap a matching pink satin garter belt with lace trim around my waist. I then roll sheer white stockings with French backseams...
I gave up smoking ten years ago, for the second time, after keeping off it for 6[six] years from the previous time. And it was worse than hard that second time, and I know I couldn't do it again. Even now my brain still starts craving tobacco whenever I smell the sweet aroma of fresh tobacco, fresh cigarettes. Even the fresh smoke exhaled across a table, mor...
I watched Scott roll out of bed and walk to the bathroom. Rather, I watched his buttocks sway as he moved. He rolled the condom off as he walked and dropped it deftly in the trashcan under the sink before going over and standing in front of the toilet. He was in great shape for being just past thirty, and he was a lucky find for me. We were quite a contrast—...
Jason and Carlos entered the cell to find Martinez struggling against the handcuffs that held his wrists over his head and attached to the frame of the cot. When Martinez saw them coming in the cell, he began to twist and plead in Spanish while Carlos explained what they were going to do to him. Jason got up on the cot, straddling Martinez facing towards the...
Hi! My name is Sam and this is a story about a new experience I had last week and which I think I might be going to repeat. I recently moved to a new job in a new town. It was all very different. The job was in an office where everyone wore suits, shirts and ties and everything seemed very formal. I found the first two weeks very stressful and after work on...
I awoke to the smell of coffee brewing, and the sound of a shower running. A sense of panic overcame me as I realized that I wasn't at home, safe in my own bed. I opened my eyes and realized I was in Jimmy's bed, a gay man's bed. I had the urge to flee and looked for my clothes, but didn't see them, remembering Jimmy had stripped me in the living room. I lay...