I was met in the baggage area of the Munich international airport by a florid, slightly oversized man, obviously Germanic, who apparently knew who I was, although I didn't have a clue who he was beyond him having introduced himself as Hans when he approached me. They obviously wanted it that way and I was at their command. I didn't actually have any luggage...
I have always wanted to try this. And here I am actually and finally experiencing it. His cock was wet with a mixture of pre-cum, lubricant and my own saliva. What I loved most about his cock was the big head. How it swells as I suck on it. How it gets wet with crystal drops of his salty, tasty pre-cum. I'm sitting on my knees, with my arms stretched to su...
The gay sex club in my small Australian city doesn't seem to get a lot of activity these days, what with online alternatives. But my brief experiment a couple of years ago was a waste of time so I prefer a sex-on-premises cruising venue. It had been over a year since I had been with anyone at all, because of personal circumstances. This particular night I w...
Riverbend Equestrian Park was a pretty fancy name for a pretty fancy place. It was located just west of Lexington, Kentucky, in rolling green-pastured hills sectioned off with gleaming-white fences and was a "have-it-all" sort of enterprise when it came to horses, or nearly it all. Colonel Jameson, the man who lived in the white-brick antebellum house in t...
I was 20 years old 'straight' male in between girlfriends. I wasn't particularly looking for anything serious so this ad in the local paper seemed perfect for this horny young man. I arranged to meet Dave and Caroline at a pub not far from their house. I walked in to see a guy who looked like Daves description. He saw, smiled and gestured me over. "Andy,...
Since the 1930s my extended family has had a remote ranch in a hidden Colorado Rockies valley abutting Medicine Bow National Park south from Laramie, Wyoming. The mountain fasts there—almost alpine in environment—are majestic, but they can be raw and cruel as well. Our family raised cattle there and took timber off the mountainsides in a planned "thinning"...
The Ranchero was a bull-riding bar, complete with sawdust and peanut shells on the floor and a twangy country and western voice singing a "girl done gone up and left me" song assaulted a raucous crowd of men from the rafters. The basement club was set smack dab in the middle of Manhattan, but you'd never know it was there—unless you were a gay male, cruised,...
This story is a work of fiction, and simply a fantasy for your pleasure (Billy if you really are out there I want to know..LOL!). I love to hear from my readers. It is so great to get feedback and connect with people with like interests of all genders. Enjoy! Mary came into my office and said, "Come on sad sack tonight we are going out on the town. I need...
Less than 15 minutes ride from where I live there is a section of parkland where the ravages of development have been kept at bay in spite of the highways and developed park lands adjacent. It is obviously a used acreage as there are worn foot paths snaking through, but it is mostly varied long grass, trees and bushes. Recently, whenever the weather has be...
As a reader, you should know this explores my life as a bisexual man, and includes both hetero and homosexual sex. It recounts an evening shared with my lover Eric and wife Tina. It was especially noteworthy, because she found greater comfort with the relationship I shared with Eric; she even discovered an empathy and affection for him. We all actually bonde...