There were not many jobs around in Birmingham at that time and certainly nothing in my usual line: stationery sales. Yes, selling paper and files and marker pens. Don't laugh: somebody's got to do it. And I knew my stuff, I tell you. But no, nothing around, so I looked at the wider area of sales. If you're a salesman you can sell anything. You've just got t...
Will and I were on our way to Frank's house. He told me that they were old military buddies and they themselves had hooked up several times when they were stationed together but it had been years since that last happened. Frank worked as a truck driver and Will owned a lawn service company. "So what about you, Raj? What do you do for work?" "I'm a nurse,...
Rob turned his head toward the open flap of the tent. He could see the tawny fringe of the Shewan subchief's buckskin jerkin at the fringe of the lamplight escaping the tent's doorway. And the two eagle's feathers sticking out to the side of the back of the native's head, up at the very top of the tent doorway. The savage must be at least six and a half feet...
I found the offices of TTC Productions on the top floor of a converted warehouse in London's Dockland area. After climbing up eight flights of stairs, I was confronted by a middle-aged guy who said, "You must be Peter. You're the last contestant." The guy led me to a changing room where three other young lads were getting stripped off. We took a shower the...
I had been seeing Beni for several weeks and we were getting along well. He was a little older than me, aged 52. He was Indian, tall, well built, smooth skinned and he had a long grey beard and quite long hair. He had mischievous eyes – eyes that said "I'm going to fuck you", and he frequently did fuck me. He was courteous and respectful, but masterful, and...
It was another long day of driving over mostly flat and undistinguished and dusty landscape from Dallas to Amarillo, Texas. Driving through the town and almost to Cimarron, the convoy of two vehicles turned south onto a dirt road under a log archway with "The Big C Ranch" engraved on a plaque overhead and drove three more miles until they came upon a long, l...
My daughter looked up at me endearingly as I stared down upon her in attentiveness. When I saw her eyes they reminded me of the first time I looked into her father's eyes, perfect and gentle and wintry. They were blue, her eyes, and his. She was just as perfect as he was, if not more, but I could never tell him that. My husband was the jealous type, not that...
I'd been talking to various guys on MSN Messenger for a while, and had even met a few for sex, though it was always only ever the one meeting, normally at my own flat but occasionally me traveling to their place. One guy in particular I had started chatting to was an Indian guy called Nav. We'd been chatting for a couple of weeks and the chat had started get...
Pecs, located on University Ave in San Diego did not betray it's status as a gay bar when seen from outside. A green awning over a plain front door created the impression that it could be a biker joint. For someone seeking camaraderie without betraying preference it could be the perfect place to visit. Inside was a different scene altogether. A friendly cli...
My first true sexual experience happened to occur on camera. I was young and naive and perhaps didn't understand the complete implications of filming a sexual encounter, much less having that film being distributed without having any control. School went on without a hitch. Recovering from Jeff's massive penis was another story. It took about 1-2 weeks of...