I was encouraged to write a bit about some of my experiences a while ago and didn't act on it until now. I've decided to write based on my early sexual experiences with a dear friend that I will call 'Joe.' I was confused by my sexuality most of my teen years and remained inexperienced until I was 18. That's when Joe and I started experimenting. I'll go ahe...
I spent many nights with Bert and Edith since then but the most erotic night happened when I encountered John and Bert in the park. I was out walking along a path known as the Gay Stroll and I heard a muffled moan in the bushes. I looked around and seeing no one, I decided to see if I could find where the moan was coming from and why, although I knew that I...
As both Sven and Kurt stepped into the big shower stall with me, it wasn't difficult to remind me of the differences between my size and theirs. I was a small frail 18-year old, and these were two of the biggest, most rugged looking men I had ever seen in my life. They towered over me as they came into the stall and stepped beneath the twin shower heads, my...
I had resigned myself to another frustrating night alone without relief. It had been two weeks since I had last been allowed an orgasm, and the need was deep in my groin. This was not the first time that a significant period of time had passed without contact from my master, but this was the longest he had gone without coming to me, and he had been very spe...
Some 30 years ago I wrote, with pen and paper, a long history of my gay sexual experiences, from my first sexual fumblings -- right up to the day of writing. Then I added events and chapters as they happened for the next ten years or so, ceasing only when time and freedom ran out and then I found out all about computers so I transferred everything into elect...
This story is a sequel to "Clayton's Available Ass", which was a sequel to "A Day in the Life of Dr. Smithers". It is about a group of convicts standing in a line, or train, to have anal intercourse with another man. If you find this sort of thing offensive, I suggest you not read it. * "That's him," Snake Hanson whispered to his cellmate, Bill "Rocky" Ro...
You enter the lobby as the clerk is finished checking me in. I look as the door opens. I look you up and down and like what I see. Our eyes meet. Is that a flash of understanding I see in yours? I'm not sure, but I hope so. As I leave I call out to the clerk, so that you'll hear it, "so, room 135 is just down this way?" "Yes, that's right." he replies. --...
I was online and horny as usual. Tonight I had posted a message on a gay cruising .org kindda site indicating that I wanted to suck a man's cock really bad as soon as possible. My profile indicates that I am a bottom and that I love to suck cock. My profile pictures there of me in action reinforce that fact along with a couple of testimonials from men who I...
It had been quite some time since I had been to the video shop and theater in Cin***. Finding myself with a gratifying free afternoon, I set out as early as possible so to maximize my time and opportunities. I managed to find a convenient place to park the motorcycle and entered the video shop. Unchanged from my last visit, one is presented with a choice, th...
I was visiting friends I had hooked up with more than 2 years ago before I moved away for work opportunities in a mining town. Back then, there were about 20 motorcyclists and some of their girlfriends riding away from the city every other weekend to escape the city cops, speed restrictions, traffic cameras etc, and to breathe country air. It was a chance to...