Cliff took me for granted. For some reason he thought I was safe. Once I overheard him tell one of those guys he brought home that he wanted only straight roommates, guys who wouldn't hit on him, because he only wanted to fuck when he was in the mood. Well, he had been in the mood a lot these past several weeks. And he also didn't know me worth spit. I only...
Some things provide such a reliable sensation that in essence, I have been addicted since experiencing them the first time. Particularly in the cases of poppers with my first girlfriend decades ago, or discovering the pleasures of the baths in one glorious evening. Visitors to a male only sauna often enter a type of paradise undreamed of before experiencing...
In more recent years I look back on my mid-1970s (and then again early 1980s) Bangkok adventure and just shake my head, wondering what we were thinking we were doing then and how shallow we must have been to be so totally focused on beautiful bodies and the striving for perpetual orgasm. I think that for most of those I played with for two-and-a-half years...
Many years ago I worked for a British bank in Lima, Peru. I had an American girlfriend, Susan, who worked for a US airline. We were invited to a wedding in a small village, just outside the city. We drove there in Susie's beaten up old Buick and found the village without any problems. The party was great, the people were very friendly, and we had a great tim...
I had finally found my way from my bisexual dreams and fantasies to a whole new world of sexual pleasures and debauchery. My first experience with a man was at a bathhouse. I found out my curiosity about sucking cocks had turned into a passion for sucking cocks. I had become a faggot cocksucker. As I have said many times my fantasies and dreams of sucking co...
Editors Credit: Michael Merritt (darquebear) & room mate. Thank you so much for helping me with re-writing my story. Your ideas and guidance were invaluable. My First Time (A Cock Sucking Fantasy Revisited) I decided I wanted to improve on one of my original stories. I hope you enjoy it and feedback is always welcome. So there I was with a knot in the pi...
Arriving earlier than normal on Thursday, the bathhouse was still being cleaned and aired out, this being a comparatively cool August day after several hot ones. With the still ongoing construction/renovation in the previous darkroom section, the bathhouse has remained quite undisturbed in the other area. Again it took a while to get a beer, but considering...
Groton had wanted to get off by 9:30 the next morning, avoiding the worst of the earlier morning rush hours around the Baltimore and Washington, D.C., beltways, but it was closer to 10:30 before the two vehicles got packed with luggage and photographic equipment and nosed into the I-95 traffic south toward Washington. In addition to Groton, Spike, and Rick,...
Notes: Thanks to Leanne and MAB7991 for their editing expertise. STRAIGHT NO MORE I was getting ready for a trip to Washington on business, for work when Bill, a guy I didn't like at all, said at coffee, "If you are in D.C. you have got to go to the Iron Rod." "The what?" I asked, barely listening since all the guy did was bullshit. "The Iron Rod is th...
This story is set in India, and I've tried to incorporate Indian style of writing, which involves rich imagery. If it hasn't worked out well, it's the shortcomings of my writing, rather than the style itself. It's almost a true story, and hope you enjoy it. Rate and comment. ******************** The rhythmic rumble of thunder rolls into my dorm room bring...