A Hamish Macbeth Life Adventure. My Lakeland Holiday. This is purely a work of fiction. My name is Hamish Macbeth, apart from having a really crappy name, I have wild bushy red hair that's always untidy and needing cut, blue eyes which means I am in the one percent of the red haired population category, five foot eight and a wee bit in height, weight n...
For Gary ***** I see him swimming slowly towards me. He reaches shallow water and stands up, and I see that he is naked. He is powerfully built, and he walks towards me, his swimming trunks swinging loosely from his left hand, his penis half-erect. 'Hi,' he says, smiling. 'Hello,' I reply, smiling shyly in return, trying not to look at his dick. 'Can I...
He was laid to rest in the crowded little graveyard adjacent to the small Anglican church on the fringes of the Kyrenia Harbor in Cyprus. My mother had shown no interest in interring him in the States—or even in attending the burial ceremonial in Cyprus. But I thought that, in any event, this was a fitting place for him to be buried. This was where he belong...
My heart is racing as I drive to Rick's place for our early morning rendezvous. Images of our past meetings stream through my mind. I can almost feel his body against mine. I park in front of his place and check for traffic before I get out of the car. It is 6:15 AM. I walk to his door and try the handle. The door is open, just as he promised. I lock the d...
I'd like to thank everyone who has read my stories and commented on them either publicly or via e-mail. Please keep sending me your comments, I read all of them even if I don't write back. I hope you enjoy my new story...R.B. It was 2 a.m. and I was dancing my brains out at a well-known N.Y. nightclub. The place was packed. Men and women were gathered there...
You seemed genuinely surprised when I reeled around and grabbed your wrists quickly pinning your hands above your head against the wall. With my face right in front of yours I looked you in the eyes and taunted "Dan I'm about to prove you are one disgusting pervert." We had been exchanging steamy texts for over a month. Sheepishly trying out new possibilit...
"What have you learned, boy?" He's sitting on my couch. I'm naked and lubricated, can feel the K-Y jelly slippery and wet up between my cheeks. It's just two days since he visited me last. My toenails are glossy pink and I'm wearing the pink heels I got to please him. I'm shaved and moisturized baby soft top to bottom. "That I keep myself ready to play, kee...
College can give one more than just a mere scholastic education, if one is willing to be opening to such additional education. That is what I found out anyway. Now I'm not saying everyone's college education was, is, or will be anything like mine, but if you are lucky enough to get a Professor who is willing to teach you more than what's in the class schedul...
It was a depressing time, as my wife Anna was going through hell at work and brought it home each and every night. We needed her income, she made due with the work problems, but they carried over to the bedroom. We hardly ever made love, once every three months at best. It was depressing. Oh, there was Mr. Hand, and he did a nice job when I needed him t...
Visiting Lord Kenith had become a different kettle of fish from experiencing the needs of my other three clients. As a rent boy I had become accustomed to the various types of sexual encounters wanted of me. Most I could go along with but there were a few I declined. That way I could pick my cliental and give my best service to them via what I had to offer....