The men left Gus' house before sunrise to get to Aaron's favorite river spot. They enjoyed having a productive, and relatively clean, urban waterway that provided them an outlet for fishing close to their homes. Both Gus and Aaron were part of different conservation groups working to improve the health of the James River and had dedicated time and dollars to...
Bathhouses are places with thousands of years of history, yet are extremely easy not to notice, unless someone is looking. That such places have existed is common enough knowledge, whether awareness of Roman decadence or when reading about certain Middle Eastern baths intended for men only. When there is a place where naked men can enjoy having anonymous sex...
Wild Flower Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Angelo Rodriguez is a beautiful, sexy, ambitious and successful man, recognized in society and owner of a billionaire multinational company which he manages with his life. He takes care of his business, his husband Gabriel and his best friend jack, his two most trusted people and the people he loves the...
The wind ran like there was no tomorrow. It seems to be afraid of something. Tonight was a dark night. It was even darker then the devil himself. Did the wind really think it could run away from the dark? Half of the wind stop, but the other half continues. "I can't go on anymore. You must run, Clay. Go on without me please," Gavin stopped to catch his brea...
Ten years ago, I decided to join a religious sect. I found their address and visited their office in the center of the city. When I arrived, an old man who introduced himself as the "High Priest," informed me that in order to join the group, I had to go through an initiation ceremony. Its aim was to purge away the sins of my soul. I was going to be chastised...
In the cold grayness of winter, a bathhouse's lures are irresistible. The sliding hands and legs in the whirlpool, the warmth and full contact of the dark room, hits of rush in a porn cabin, the shared sweatiness of the steambath, soaping my hard cock at the public shower while looking at other men, wondering about who will be playing with who, so many poten...
GREEN BERETS AND JOCKSTRAPS PART ONE I had a bad feeling. Something was wrong. My Special Forces team stood ready and eager in the plane, about to parachute out the big cargo door over Pukudu Deme. But something is wrong! The moment they opened the C-130's big rear door, and I got my first view of the Pacific island, when the air rushed in with the heat...
Finally, following a several month pause enjoying an unusually late summer swimming naked (with strangers, friends, and my wife, in different combinations), a visit to the local male only bathhouse became practical. A sauna that has been a consistent destination for almost 2 years, one where getting off with naked strangers is the reality that keeps me retur...
It had been a number of weeks since my last visit to the baths, and the number of men waiting as I arrived just before 2pm was encouraging - particularly as it was not too many. The opening crowd was small enough that I got my beer promptly after sitting at the counter. It is definitely a part of my routine, as always a nice accompaniment to what had been sm...
For a variety of reasons, from weather to general scheduling, my last visit to the local baths was a couple of months ago. The last few days, with opportunity beckoning, my jacking off has become more focussed on various bathhouse delights. Including the forbidden, based on impossible to ignore reality. Basically, my fantasies have been turning ever more to...