My name is Sam. I have a friend named Paul, and we have been friends since high school. Like any best friend we have had our differences but stayed close through it all. He was a country boy like myself and was stocky with nice muscles. He was a very good looking guy and I loved him like a brother and without him I don't know where I'd be. We are both the sa...
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...
I was on a working holiday having decided to leave my ordinary job and travel to the island of Jersey in the Channel Isles for a few summer months. It was a very hot summer and I wasn't use to the heat and quickly got sunburn. After a short stay in a camp site I decided I needed to get a job as my money wouldn't last me for very long. I went to the local tow...
I sprained my right shoulder at the gym trying too much weight on the stacks of the nautulus. I knew I boogered it up as soon as I made my first rep. God, it hurt when it did it but not half as much as it hurt after I showered up and went home. It really stiffened up then. I could barely lift my arm. I had to punch in my chiropractor’s phone number with my l...
I'd been doing odd jobs for my ex wife, Laura, in my spare time recently -- she's my ex and we are still good friends but we occasionally still played together when the mood took us, often reliving in fantasy; talk about our past adventures together (we had a domme/cuck relationship). Her favourite being hearing about me sucking another guys cock, whilst my...
A new barbershop opened in town promising an upscale experience for men. Now, over the past year or so I had grown out my beard (keeping it long but neat) and my wife had suggested a prohibition style haircut to go with it and this seemed like just the place to go. I went online to schedule an appointment with Ron one of the two barbers at the shop for the n...
I was sprawled on the couch when the doorbell rang. I wondered who it could be at this hour, since I hadn't ordered pizza and don't get many surprise visitors. I opened the door. It was the hot guy I'd seen in the airport: short black hair, blue eyes in a round face, a somewhat stocky build that looked like a thin layer of fat over a lot of muscles, jean ja...
Todd was driving along aimlessly one Saturday afternoon on the outskirts of his small town. He was trying to decide whether he should head into the city, three hours away, or whether he should just go home and haul out his hog and jerk it dry. He had a hunger that just wouldn't quit. At twenty five he was constantly horny but had long ago reached the concl...
It took a while before I decided I wanted to do anal again, but I ran a few ads, and finally found someone who talked me into meeting him who didn't sound crazy or whatnot, and turned me on with his emails, talking dirty about how he'd slowly seduce me and "make me his bitch". I'd arranged to meet him at a condo in Honolulu. I didn't have a picture, just a g...
First I must apologise to any gay men reading this who like their stories with a romantic element. That is not what I am looking for with a man. I am a part-time bisexual. I can go months without thinking about gay sex, but then the urge comes back. The urge to be fucked, that is. The urge to suck a cock and see spunk fly from it. The urge to get naked with...