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...
Business Meeting. Although still in Southampton, I was between assignments. However, my friend Bjorn's Consortium client was looking for someone to attend a meeting on their behalf in Dubrovnik; this time for five days. Hanna or Suzi had arranged my hotel and travel from Gatwick, together with all the contract paperwork and authorisations. An early start...
We were losing power yet again and Jock was getting angry. His eyes were fiery and with his big arms stained with oil and diesel fuel he might have looked really threatening to anyone else. I hadn't had much time to get to know him. He was like you could say 'a good solid looking trucker'. I suppose, if I am to be perfectly honest, I had noticed his physique...
I'm a 24 year old single bi guy. 6 feet tall 160lbs in pretty good shape, 8 in cut dick. I enjoy women very much but also have an interest in messing around with a hot guy. I was at home alone one evening, surfing the internet, and decided to log onto the gay chat room. No sooner than I logged on I got a message. "Hey whats up?" "I'm good, you?" I replied...
I always thought I was straight. The thought of men never aroused me. I never fantasized about someone's cock, and I didn't think about my classmate's appearance. All of that changed after that day. My friend, Nathan, was the complete opposite in that regard. He was gay and very open about it. He was also very big. Compared to my very slim and feminine phy...
Prologue I was just starting my junior year at a four-year prep school in New England. The dorm rooms each housed two boys and were all paired off with an adjoining bathroom. The common rule was that bathroom doors were always kept closed and, when in use, locked, if privacy was desired. During your freshman year, however, you soon learned that you had to a...
The weather mid-fall crisp and clear, parking just three car lengths from the entrance to the bathhouse almost precisely at 3pm, a full hour after the Saturday opening time, all good omens. Now, anticipation started growing into horny desire, considering how a month had passed since my last bathhouse visit. And it had been a year since my first visit - well,...
This story is my fantasy. Well, one of them. It hasn't happened yet, but I am quite eager... I am a college guy, age twenty-two. I'm 6' and I've got shaggy blonde hair. I've been a runner my whole life, so I'm pretty thin and toned. And I'm pretty much always horny. It's actually really distracting. I'm always thinking about big dicks when I should be worki...
We'd met somewhere neither of us had ever been before or would ever go again. Now we were here again in this room in the old colonial house with the chittering sounds of monkeys, working their way through the jungle outside, coming in through the open windows. He lay there under me as he had each night, holding his hands over his head waiting for me to t...
Saturday morning saw me at Dundee railway station, walking my bicycle towards the large group of cyclists which had gathered beside the Tay road bridge. This was the weekend charity cycle from Dundee to Pitlochry and back, to raise funds for testicular cancer research. There were dozens of cyclist gathered, waiting for the cycle to start. This was going to...