The names in this true story have been changed. ***** Steve and I have been friends since our freshman year of high school. We played basketball and tennis together, were part of the same social circle, and after high school became best friends. He was part of my first (failed) wedding and I was for him. Life changed in many ways but through my 28th birthd...
The theatre I wrote about in my 1st story has since closed. There are 2 more that I go to now: #1 is also downtown, which requires me driving to a subway station, then taking the subway. All in all, it's about 1 & 1 /2 hour trip each way. # 2 is closer and I can drive right to it. I'll prob. write more about # 1 theatre in the future; However, this story is...
Looking back on the numerous things I have written about the wonderful times I shared with Badger in his rather luxurious allotment shed, one more memory came to mind. It was a one-of but something dear old Badger wanted to try during the time we were into role play. I thought I had him sussed in sharing his many fantasies and his lust. His fucks were alw...
I'd come out here to the park to try to calm down. The slight wedge of a townhouse I'd rented on Savannah's Lafayette Square was hardly big enough to turn around in, let alone pace in. It was essentially one continuous shot-gun room downstairs, a twelve by eight-foot foyer with a spiral staircase—entered from the street, followed by the "big" room, a twelve...
Sometimes people ask why. Why I'm attracted to cocks. Why I like to dress in women's clothing. Why I like to be humiliated. Why I sometimes such a slut. There's a lot more but those are the most common. After David and a couple of years of just his cock I went through a couple of year dry spell. I didn't want to admit to myself that I liked dicks. I dated g...
I had most rewarding day while touring Paris recently.....taking Metro Line 2 to "Pigalle", walking around Montmartre, then strolling down Blvd De Clichy toward the Moulin Rouge. This street abounds with sex shops, xxx movies, etc. I toured the Musee d' Erotica, which has a most impressive collection of very graphic porn spread over 4 floors, from all over t...
The first time I visited the Metro theatre I got into 1 of the 3 rooms and got lucky. The next time I went there it was on a Saturday afternoon and I decided to check out all 3 rooms. After paying the entry fee I went into the same larger room I had visited the first time. The crowd seemed about the same, all men and most of them were down in the first rows...
I loved sucking Lincoln's cock. I wish I had seen him again. Lincoln, if you ever read this, if you survived the AIDS epidemic, I want to see you again. Tell me what model car I was driving, its' color, tell me how many times I came in your ass that night, tell me what books you gave me, so I'll know it's really you, I want to be sure it's you. I want to g...
Slowly at first, almost imperceptibly, I began to hear birds. Birds? Where the hell did the birds come from? Still groggy, I stretched out and rolled to my back. The hotel bed was unusually soft this morning, and the light quite bright in the room. My mind began to clear, when the memories of the night before began to flood back in my mind. Remembering some...
The other day my girlfriend finally asked me, "Are you happy?" I was speechless. In that instant all the nagging impulses and desires I'd been experiencing over the last three years or so solidified in my heart and my soul screamed out. "No! Of course I'm not happy! We don't even fuck anymore, much less make love!" My mouth simply frowned diplomaticall...