The sun was beating down as Mike drove on to the beach. It was his first time here, although he head heard the rumours that it was possible to sunbathe nude and that there was a cruising area. He was eager to find out if they were true. He drove past the family area to the far end of the beach and parked up. The anticipation of what lay ahead was already ma...
This story is loosely based on some real experiences I had in Western Australia in the period 1977 to 1981. I say 'loosely' because time has blurred my memory, but it's essentially all true though the chronology may be a bit out of order. In late 1977 I moved from rural North Queensland to Perth in Western Australia. Its a very isolated place, thousands of...
"See that man over there?" "The one in black leather? With those other guys who parked their cycles out front?" "Yes," Sam said. "He's looking over here, so, no matter what, keep a smile on." Danny had just come down from the pole. In the middle of the second week, Sam had insisted that he go up on the pole for at least two sets each night. Lance, the bar...
Clint and I had negotiated hard on me saving more money by letting him drive me to Myrtle Beach to meet up with my buddies for a week in the surf. He'd wanted to go the slow and easy route and stop for fun and games for two nights as the price of travel, but I told him that was not going to happen. In the end, I gave him one more straight fuck and he promise...
The week was coming to an end and Ryan's family and mine's joint vacation to Virginia beach in a nice big rented beach house was coming to an end. Close to the beginning of the week we had shared mind blowing sex, my only experience with a man, after Ryan told me that when there aren't any hot chicks around straight guys can fuck. Not that it would have mad...
My junior year in college, I went for a study abroad program in Australia. This was a big step for me. I was a naïve farm boy from rural Pennsylvania. I had never been on an airplane before. My mom is afraid of heights; my dad is afraid of water. That combination meant that any family vacations were limited to short jaunts in the car. My social development...
When I returned from putting myself back together after experiencing the pile, I found Brian sitting primly at the Bourbon Street Pub's bar, apparently no worse the wear from the poundings he'd gotten from the manrammer and the Jamaican's own rammer and playing kissy face with yet another shorts-only dude. I pushed the dude off Brian with a "this one's mine"...
The sun was shining, only a few clouds in the sky, and we were thinking "beach time!" As we dressed for our motorcycle ride to the beach, we talked about life, our personal paths, and how our relationship fit into the future. We agreed that the big picture was different for each of us, and that was totally OK with where we were at that moment. Phillippe saw...
The cool onshore breeze from the lake tickled and cooled my bare ass cheeks, which were starting to show a shade of pink from their first exposure to the sun's rays, which I imagined reflecting off the blue glass knob of the metal butt plug I had inserted before lying down in the sand It was time to roll over, something I had been thinking about doing, but...
I hadn't seen Mick or his mates since he hosted a BIG backyard cricket match a few years ago, so it was pretty exciting when we got his Australia Day invite. Walking in the gate, me and Dad were greeted by Mick, decked out in his rugby shorts and singlet, and got a big bear hug from him. He had a lot of strength of a bloke in his 40's (or maybe 50's? Hard to...