Happily Trudeau was not completely serious when he told me there would be more sex than work on my book in his home. He was fully professional in the art of creating first-class novels. What was true, though, was that my work was taken completely apart and put back together again. And, although he was blunt with his critiques and was a hard task master, Trud...
As a middle management staff member of a large public utility, I interact with a wide variety of men and women from all ranks and departments. Permit me to introduce myself. My name is George Ford. I have made many friendships. In particular, this story concerns a police officer who I regularly meet with concerning all sorts of issues ranging from maintainin...
A recent encounter I thought I'd mention. Not quite like my Taipei adventure with the army of cocks, but interesting nonetheless. I hooked up with a guy in Sydney recently. I found him on Internet chat. He told me he's a dominant top, and usually likes to fuck ass, but when I asked nicely, he said he could use my oral service; better than wanking he said......
Since acquiring my first knowledge of the baths, both the awareness of their existence as places for male sex and decades later as an experience, the delights of rimming played a major role in my attraction. Which when I first read about it, seemed to be one of the major reasons men kept going to the baths I went decades between my first rim job and my sec...
This is the story of how I sucked my first cock. It was 7pm, just beginning to get dark, I knelt down and pulled the knot on my laces tight. Standing up I looked left then right before starting my evening jog. I kept up a leisurely pace towards the park where I liked to jog each evening. These days it's the only thing that keeps me in shape. Let me tell...
THE HEADBOY'S FAG - 1 THE FAG'S FIRST DAY AT OLLERTON COLLEGE A Homoerotic Story This is a short story concerning the the Head Boy's fag at an English public school called Ollerton College, located in a small county in the south west of England. The time is the early twentieth century, before the Great War, which changed so many things in England. But at...
Brent's Story Hearing the click of the lock behind me in the sacristy was what I would identity as the "Go" square in the honest autobiography I probably could never dare write. Before that, Father Timothy had been standing at the sink counter, drinking the last of the communion wine, while I, fulfilling my altar boy duties, washed and dried the chalices a...
The baths are undoubtedly the easiest place in a city to have male group sex, after allowing for individual circumstances during any single trip. After more than a hundred visits over the last few years, basically all of them involving satisfying sex with other men, often writing about the experiences afterwards, leads to a few general observations. Visitin...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that, the usual discl...
This chapter contains urine ingestion, and torture. Chapter 5 David didn't seem to respond to me walking into the basement. He was in the half sleep that one can sometimes manage while hanging from your wrists. It was chilly in the basement, especially overnight, but sweat beaded his face. Trying to stay on your tiptoes all night would create cramps, but h...