When I was young, I had a different attitude. I wanted it all, and I had it all, but it was like a right then, a god-given right, and I found it easily. I never quite lost it, and now I have it all again, but no, not like I did back then. Not like the days when I was young and I first found my escape on the island, in the Bellapais villa. Ahh, the days of...
We arranged to meet during a late afternoon in the same Premier Inn. Strangely Kath looked more confident. It was Paul who looked nervous, his head bowed slightly with eyes cast downward. I wasn't sure if that was a good sign or not. I explained that they were travelling into unknown territory. I aimed my next comments to Paul, explaining that Kath had asked...
Preface For fifty years men come to the island of Cyprus, a Mediterranean paradise split and war torn by a marathon ethnic struggle between Greek and Turk, each consciously seeking connection with the writings of the British novelist and essayist Lawrence Durrell. They all take up tenancy, some longer than others, in the Bellapais villa where Durrell wrote...
This story contains events I encountered after the ones I shared in my previous story. Without wasting any more time I will start with my story. Since my cousins Vishu and Puneet used to share same room, I felt Puneet was aware of the stuff going on between Vishu and me. We tried to keep it quiet and noiseless but at times I was letting out some painful cr...
I have to admit I'm a little queesy and nervous driving this morning. It'll be a big day for me. I'm so grateful for your kind invitation, and for all the trust and friendship behind it. I am assured by your having shared this story with Ray that we all know and like the plan for the next few hours. I am assured of safety because you know the sexual historie...
Author's Note: This is a continuation of the story "It's All about the Love of Long Hair". Please read it before starting this one. Please keep in mind that this is a very slow story and it involves my fantasies and has nothing to do with real life. Your comments are always appreciated and it helps me a lot. *** I was driven to a luxurious building by a ch...
I had always hated surprises. They made me anxious. I overthink them. He told me he had a surprise for me when I got home from work. I worried about it for hours, wondering what it could be. I thought about things I had asked for recently, everything I could possibly imagine. He hadn't given me any clues as to what it was, so I guess I'd just have to wait. F...
I typically buy my marijuana from Dennis, my friends much older, gay uncle but this day he wasn't home or answering his phone. I knew that his neighbor, Greg, sold weed for him sometimes so despite not knowing him well I went to his door and knocked. "How can I help you?" Greg asked while sizing me up. I am a very petite, 18-year-old male at only 115 poun...
For a while now I have been with Danny. He is more of a real lover than ever I have known and perfectly gratifies me in every way. I cannot begin to describe appreciatively his fucking of me. I think we have covered almost every possible position and each one is as lovely and wonderful as the other. He has a beautiful cock and he lets me play with it all th...
The day I met Barry was a day to remember, and the night which followed too. Picnicking by the river in a quiet spot near Totnes in Devon, I noticed this guy fishing. He seemed lonesome although completely engulfed in what he was doing. I thought I'd just say hello in passing as you do, from the moment he glanced around and smiled I just knew he was the gu...