I was there for the day. R&R, so to speak, from a work project some hundred miles away. It was a beach on the Southern tip of New Jersey, a wildlife sanctuary, as I recall. I should also note that this beach was an accepted clothing optional area. That is, at least away from the parking lot and observation areas. I had been there for an hour or so, lying in...
Surprise!! It was just over a year since Janek and I first met in the showers after a football game. It took a bit of time but we now had a regular routine of meeting for hot sex. We were careful not to arouse the suspicion of our wives or anyone else for that matter. It wasn't like either of us was about to leave our other half and take up living together....
For a variety of reasons, from weather to general scheduling, my last visit to the local baths was a couple of months ago. The last few days, with opportunity beckoning, my jacking off has become more focussed on various bathhouse delights. Including the forbidden, based on impossible to ignore reality. Basically, my fantasies have been turning ever more to...
Please note that although essentially a true story, condoms were used, which I have omitted for the purposes of this piece. Stay safe guys. *************************************** We work all summer and travel in winter, living in the sticks but with a train station not too far away that has connections to Paris and another airport that can be convenient...
My name is Ryan, and I'm a soigneur (pronounced "swan-yure") for an all-male professional cycling team. I'm 26 years old, a former mountain biker and road cyclist who had to leave competitive riding due to an injury (ruined my knee on a wicked downhill). I tried to work in the "real" world, but I found that I missed the cycling world so much that I was miser...
After that amazing evening when I fucked a man for the first time, Tony and I became a number. Not in the lovey dovey way of boys and girls, but in the sexual way of bi men. The way where it is just sex. The way where we meet purely for that. Sure there is affection and intimacy, a little romance, almost, but the only reason we are together really is to fuck...
A knock broke into my reverie. My cock gave a little leap at the thought of Andrew returning so soon. I made myself as presentable as possible, "Enter." It was the XO, Executive Officer Lieutenant Bryce Withers, reporting heavy weather approaching. "Secure the open portholes and hatches," I ordered. "Aye, aye, sir," was his automatic response but then he...
I had gone to the basement of the home I was viewing and began to poke around. The owners were at work so other than the work crew building the addition outside I was alone. I had walked the whole thing when something caught my eye through the window on the east wall which looked out on the neighbor's backyard. When I focused on what it was my heart began to...
I was watching a hot, nasty porn tape, dick in hand, having a perfectly good solo time one Saturday night at my new place. I'd lived here just a month after answering an apartment-sharing ad Jimmy had placed. He had a nice, spacious two-bedroom spread in West Hollywood that he needed to share with someone, and the rent was good. I didn't feel like being stuc...
When I had cleaned up and returned I found that CJ had wiped himself off with a washcloth that Binggum had conveniently previously located in a bowl on the coffee table and was stuffing and buttoning his sausage back into his red-silk pouch. Binggum was stretched out on the sofa, another wash cloth lying near him on the floor, probably used with a gentle tou...