"How are you getting along with the lad, Barry? I see you out with him quite a lot." "You mean Stephan my Godsend? He is great and we get along just perfect, I only hope he doesn't get bored, but I try and do everything in my power not to let him, I know I am twenty years older, he being just eighteen." "I envy you, I really do Barry, I wish I had a partne...
Greg was turning out to be the perfect partner. He knew how to treat me and spoil me to death. The pub lunches, the outings to the countryside when we often took the opportunity to enjoy a quickie and the theatre outings. It was all so great and refreshing being with Greg and his fuck was always delightful to the extent that I yearned for it, not only when...
We proudly present the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. * Erotica is wonderful. The only genre of literature with the potential to produce a directly observable physical change in the reader. I...
Victor is a naturalist, he is very interested in wild life - he said his favourite place is Dartmoor and that he would take me to the highest peak called Haytor. I never for the life of me realised there was a lot more in what he meant but I was pleasantly to discover later. He'd drive me there to a car park nearby and then we'd have to climb the rest on or...
This is a story about how I turned bi. I had married for a second time, and it was a disaster. The marriage had lasted all of 6 months and sent me into bankruptcy. I had no one to blame but myself. Friends and relatives had warned me that I was making a mistake, but she was such a hot piece of ass, I let my dick lead me to destruction. Prior to the second m...
We had known each other through a mutual good friend online, and since Dan was gay and me being devoutly bisexual, we figured we had a lot to talk about. So, after talking and even having a couple of "hot chats" online, we found ourselves actually working for the same software company. Looking back, I guess that's not as surprising as it sounds now. Anyway,...
This story has been edited by 'RedGirl'. It had been several weeks since I had tasted the taut flesh of an erect penis and I could think of nothing else but satisfying my sexual hunger. When I get in these cock-obsessed moods (which is quite often), there are generally two ways I search for potential partners. The internet is perhaps the most convenient wa...
The weather finally being nice on Wednesday, I rode to a nearby city to explore a different bathhouse. Checking the directions a last time, I noticed that Wednesday between 1pm and 2pm had a 15% reduced admission, a possible signal of it being quite empty then. Leading to the thought that motorcycling to the baths is a bit counter cyclical, as the best weat...
I couldn't ever think on the lines that I could be without Daniel now. He is everything to me and we have such wonderful times together. I guess Daniel is the guy responsible for really bringing me out and showing me how to appreciate my sexual leaning without fear of retribution or embarrassment. He was the one who told me to accept what I am and no longer...
The following is a true story. I first saw another man's cock in college. I had stumbled on a black man cruising in a campus restroom. He was in a stall masturbating, waiting for guys to come in. I didn't know what cruising was at the time. I thought he was just minding his own business, stroking himself, which is exactly what I came in there to do. So I s...