Just being with Badger was twofold. I know I have written endlessly about him and our wonderful times we both enjoyed in his allotment shed and since his passing I do miss him terribly. But he knew he was going and told me never to mourn him but just to remember him by the gloriously happy and joyful thrilling times we shared in our own private world. And d...
Victor is a naturalist, he is very interested in wild life - he said his favourite place is Dartmoor and that he would take me to the highest peak called Haytor. I never for the life of me realised there was a lot more in what he meant but I was pleasantly to discover later. He'd drive me there to a car park nearby and then we'd have to climb the rest on or...
I have just been thinking lately, I just couldn't have a better guy than Timothy. He is so understanding and considerate, yet he can be manly when the situation calls for it and can seem to moderate to anything. I love and thrill to the way he loves me and guess this is why I will never., like others who I have had, get tired pr bored with him, because he i...
Staff Briefing Wankhurst was probably not the top college in England, but certainly the staff and students thought it was. The college for young men of 18 or over upheld privilege, Christian teaching, courage, hypocrisy and snobbishness. It was very masculine, apart from the nurse and some of the catering staff, all were male, including The Head of College...
I first met Louis Esposito when I was twenty four, with many unfulfilled fantasies about being with a guy. Trouble was, I only seemed to be attracted to straight guys. There is something about the complete impossibility of blowing and tasting a masculine, clean-cut, heterosexual boy that I find irresistible. So I was firmly in the closet...but little did I k...
Trembling with excitement, he fumbled with the stranger's zipper. He had waited so long for this, and he could barely contain his lust. The stranger had already stripped off his shirt, revealing a tanned and sculpted body rippling with powerful muscle. He felt his lust flare even more. The stranger's handsome face broke into a wicked grin. "See how bad you w...
Lit paper 2003 Daniel pushed open the heavy steel door of the student art studios and stepped into the bright, hot midday light of an early September afternoon, blinking against the sun. He pulled out his dark shades, slipping them on as he strode across the pavement shimmering in the heat towards the Commons, the sidewalks crowded with a flood of students...
This is three episodes that were removed from the story "Bastille Day" about group sex at two French nudist resorts. As I was reviewing the chapters for submission, I decided that some readers might not appreciate what had developed in the original draft. Maybe I was wrong. Certainly the two young women in the story had no problem with it. Sans, short for Sa...
As with the others this is a story about incest. ***** The Sun had started to rise and I was already awake holding Dad's jockstrap, still starstruck by what happened yesterday, and by how quickly he opened up to me. It shouldn't have been too surprising considering the incest entries in his browser history, but one can never guess how someone will react wh...
Harry was a bit of a hard nut, always getting into fights and generally finding it hard to keep out of trouble. Now that his third wife had walked out on him he was feeling desperately horny, but a man as uncouth as Harry is not exactly very woman's first choice in a man so he found it really hard to get laid. Then he was walking down the street one day when...