I lay sleeping in a modified coffin, feeling the wonderful silk against my pale aged skin. The cushion beneath me was a fluffy cloud which my head rested on. I enjoyed sleeping in coffins, the dead had it so good. The bell clanged. Someone had entered my alternative store and was in rather a hurry. No customers had appeared as of late, so I was not expecting...
"I love my wife but..." I knew what he was talking about. I was in a Curious Married Men chat room, looking to possibly connect with married guy. My sexual encounters with men was very limited so far, but I knew I wanted to continue to occasionally meet up with guys who were looking for one thing, and one thing only, a blow job. When I was younger I was f...
My brother and his friends were going to a hunting camp for the weekend. My brother Tom asked me if I wanted to go along. That wasn't like Tom. He normally didn't like his eighteen year old brother tagging along. He did say that his friend Jake requested that I be included. Jake was the alpha male in my brother's group of friends. He had been the quarterbac...
Gay men are always complaining about being discriminated against, and I do sympathise, but they are not above a bit of discrimination themselves. For many in their world it is a crime to be fat. And I couldn't disagree more. For me there is nothing more exciting than being in a clinch with a fat man. Call them chubs if you like, but I like my men just plain...
Nathan turned into the narrow entry and followed a solitary, small sign pointing towards a black door. He was nervous, but as he stood outside searching for the courage to push the buzzer, he knew there was no turning back. He had come this far. Searching for saunas in his area on the Internet, he found the phone number of one and called to check opening tim...
I was sitting alone again just like every other night lately. Somehow I felt the urge to put on my favorite red panties again. As they slid over my cock I couldn't help but be aroused. Ever since I was a young man I have felt the need to wear panties and nylons. Being 40 and recently divorced, I now had more than enough free time to indulge myself. Grabbing...
First I must apologise to any gay men reading this who like their stories with a romantic element. That is not what I am looking for with a man. I am a part-time bisexual. I can go months without thinking about gay sex, but then the urge comes back. The urge to be fucked, that is. The urge to suck a cock and see spunk fly from it. The urge to get naked with...
* * * * * * * * * * Farewell To The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * Tom Prescott had heard of gay baths—places where men went for quick anonymous sex—but he'd never expected to be wandering through one, naked except for the towel wrapped around his waist. The clerk had said it was unusually crowded, even for a Friday night. There were definitely a lot o...
Ruthie and I had been married for nearly eight years, a second marriage for both us. She is about five foot six, with black hair and lovely eyes. Some would call her a bit overweight but I saw her as voluptuous. I'm five foot eleven with a stocking build, dark hair, dark eyes, and a hairy chest. Ruthie and I enjoyed a very lively sex life and we often shared...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn't the first young man which the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn't be the last. The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts which brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; t...