Two Thursdays ago, I'd almost been fucked, the thought intriguing me since. The man whose sexy cock I'd sucked off after much mutual delight said, among a number of things, he was a regular Thursday visitor. Meaning that for the first time in my years of enjoying anonymous gay sex, I was actually hoping to meet a man. Not that an actual date had been fixed,...
Throughout college I took several opportunities to work what could best be described as seasonal jobs to give me some extra spending money. So at the beginning of the school year, I'd work at some of the last festivals of summer, Oktoberfest, then Halloween and usually some extended work for the holiday season. It sometimes paid cash but always allowed for m...
Lips circled my floating cock, an introducing to getting head underwater. Creating an irresistible sensation, discovering something truly new. The feeling of a stranger's mouth going down my bare lengthening shaft was overwhelmingly sensual, forcing moans of pleasure. The very idea of oral sex like this had never occurred to me, adding to the delight getting...
Arriving a bit later than normal on a very pleasant December Saturday, there was still a line of at 10 men in front of me. So soon after opening time, crowding inside would not be an issue. The thought of the increased number of potential partners certainly made my cock stir a bit more than normal, the bowl I had just smoked enhancing my anticipation of havi...
Sometimes, bathhouse visits work in a certain fashion, leading to spending a couple of hours satisfying various sex desires with total strangers - along with people who are not exactly strangers after passing years. Such as the short man a couple of visitors behind me in the line of men waiting to enter on a Sunday afternoon, another true bathhouse slut, som...
It had been a number of weeks since my last visit to the baths, and the number of men waiting as I arrived just before 2pm was encouraging - particularly as it was not too many. The opening crowd was small enough that I got my beer promptly after sitting at the counter. It is definitely a part of my routine, as always a nice accompaniment to what had been sm...
Merry Christmas from Tahiti! Thank you again for reading and please keep writing the comments. -L *** I was not sure what happened. I woke up in Thanael's office. "Are you okay?" a voice asked. I looked up, it was Thanael. "What happened? Did I get the job?" At least I remembered some of the interview. "Well, you fainted. You got me worried there." "...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Kyle Parker vs. Aaron Hunter The Contract! *** Kyle Dylan Parker was what most people would call enthralling. He was at least six -feet-three, good-looking and extraordinarily sexy. With his captivating soft hazel eyes, long dark eyelashes, dark blonde hair cropped very short, and his heart-stopping smile, Kyle...
"Wake up slave." Chris said, I did. "Yes Hot Stud Master who I love to suck the cum from." "Enough of that, just 'Master' now." "Yes, Master." "Now get up here and slowly worship my cock." I started to crawl up onto the bed, dreading that I would not just be sucking his cock, but 'worshipping' it. "Yes, Master." I put my mouth on his cock and began to s...
His very first touches in the dark were a bit clumsy, though quite welcome so soon after laying down in the darkroom. Something he undoubtedly already knew as we continued to get more involved, his skills seeming to noticeably improve, perhaps merely due to becoming accustomed to the darkroom. We were direct, but unhurried, each step leading nicely to the ne...