This is a true story of my first experience with another guy. I was 20 years old and and subletting an apartment over the summer. The other people in the apartment weren't around very often and I didn't have any friends in the area so I got pretty bored at night. I had been having fantasies about giving a blowjob to a guy for a while and had even started ch...
I parked my car in the lot and sat staring out into the dark park. I started thinking about what I planned to do and considered leaving. During high school, I never seemed to fit in. I dated a few girls, but the dates never developed into a relationship. One of the girls kissed me goodnight, but it was the extent of my contact. I never participated in spor...
"What do you think about disguises?" Alec questioned his sister. "I think it might be better to forgo any type of disguises this time, Alec, it's too much upkeep for a mission like this." Vanessa replied. "Disguises work for a short amount of time, but over an extended period, I don't think they really work that well. This is the biggest assignment we've e...
In my city, we have a park that is well known as a place for cruising. Lots of guys go there for disc golf, but even more go for cock. I have scored many times there myself and it is always a rush to suck cock in the open air. This story is about one time in particular that I really enjoyed. I go to the park for two reasons, one is to jog and the other is...
Note: An Early story of mine I touched up and expanded on a bit. ***** Exploring my sexuality was an excellent odyssey. An odyssey many men don't even touch, But I was open to any type of sex, leading a mostly sheltered life. Threesomes, orgies, Sex with a man, sex with a woman, sex with two men, or women. Though I haven't done most of them I left one thin...
I walked over to the park for a little time in the sun and saw a friendly man. We talked a little and we both had interesting and differing points. We argued over girls, and the parade of fine flesh that walked through the park. Then it came more to us, to be with a man. I had to blush, hard it was a deep fantasy, a dream that did not let it's self be fully...
"Sure, I'll drive you home. But do you really want to go home just to sit around a do nothing or would you like to come with me downtown to the Battery Park Book Exchange for some stimulation?" Trent had just put in eight hours at the University of North Carolina Asheville Ramsay library, checking out books at the circulation desk, and more time with books...
Lately, I have had an obsession with older men, preferably over the age of 65. I have been married for over 20 years. As a traveling salesman, I have time to "cruise" parks, etc. for some older men. (You know those old "trolls" that you see in parks, theaters and other places? That's who I want to have anonymous sex with.) I go into the johns and read the wr...
My boyfriend Nick came back from the bathroom building in the park looking stressed out. "It's closed. And locked. In the middle of the summer! Why would they do that?" "Uh-oh," I said, though an odd tingle of excitement had come alive between my legs. "I need to piss too." We'd shared a pitcher of beer with our lunch earlier, at the restaurant we'd walked...
"You seem a million miles away. What has your attention—that newspaper or that Japanese maple out there? The tree is new, isn't it? Wasn't something else there before?" The questions came from Walker Sharp, the novelist, and Maxwell Ackerman's neighbor in the row of small, but very expensive, townhouses on Drayton Street, facing Savannah's thirty-acre Forsyt...