I entered the smoky, dimly lit bar and sat in a stool next to the runway. Pinpoints of lights twinkled overhead in a starry, starry night of aroused anticipation. A lithe blond hunk sauntered over to me, two glasses and a bottle of bubbly in hand. He stood close to me, our pelvises touching in electric connection, as he arched his torso away from me, a teasi...
This story is loosely based on real events in the 1970s. Loosely, because it was a long time ago and I can't remember it as well as I'd like to. Of course it was long before HIV, and we didn't use condoms. I was a slow learner -- didn't come out till my late twenties, after I'd finished my Army service and started at university in North Queensland. My sexua...
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My wife left town for five nights in spring a couple years ago. This was back when I was trying to be a good boy, staying sober, going to 12-step meetings and at least making an effort to quit porn. But I threw it all out the window when she left town. My binge started when I came home to an empty house on Friday night. Adrenaline surged through my veins wh...
18yrs old, tall, slim, fair haired, good looking, and curious, standing at the urinals and reading the sexually explicit grafitti on the wall in front whilst slowly stroking himself to hardness. This was me many years ago, having given and received hand jobs, the thought of oral and anal was a little scary, and at that time illegal, and seeking a safe way t...
When I was in my mid-20’s, I was sexually molested by two men. Although I was raised during the period of the “sexual revolution”, I didn’t really participate in it. “Things” conspired to keep me out of it. Family financial difficulties made me decide to go out to work at the age of 15 (so that I could buy what I desired) and I undertook to continue my studi...
I had two reasons to celebrate: it was my 21st birthday and I was finally leaving hell-on-earth—Saudi Arabia. I was in the customs line at the airport and couldn't wait to get on the airplane. The past year meant nothing to me except now I could go home and afford to put myself through college. One year of hard work and solitude; I drove a road-grader 10-12...
Since the 1930s my extended family has had a remote ranch in a hidden Colorado Rockies valley abutting Medicine Bow National Park south from Laramie, Wyoming. The mountain fasts there—almost alpine in environment—are majestic, but they can be raw and cruel as well. Our family raised cattle there and took timber off the mountainsides in a planned "thinning"...
Ken was on the road again, 3rd trip this month. Another sales call, another 2 day stay in a city. Get back to the hotel, have a quiet drink, grab a bit to eat and then the usual back to the room to do some email and surf the web. After 20 years of being in sales, 47 year old Ken and been there and done it. He was looking forward to a quiet drink and then sup...
I hadn't seen my pal Mark since graduating from high school five years ago. I figured we could reconnect at our 5th year reunion. He practically had to be there, having been the student body president for our senior year. I spotted Mark across the room when I walked in. We both continued circulating, and while our eyes met once in a while, it almost seemed...