I find it hard to believe, looking back, that I could ever have wanted this for myself. But I did, and it is for that fact alone that I am still here. Old, but always new. I have lived for a very long time now and I have tired of my existence for the majority of it.. I look in the mirror as I am oft to do. A glance only, but it is enough to tell me what I a...
All participants are over 18. ***** The seasons changed, my college year ended and I went back home for the summer, having already paid Fritz my deposit on my room for the autumn. Back in my home town, I decided to widen my sexual repertoire and test myself. Since I had stayed with Fritz and Greg, sex had been oral and anal. I had yet to take my first woma...
All people in this story are 18 years old or older. This is my first attempt at writing so please feel free to comment. ***** It was almost Friday afternoon and I was getting ready to leave work early. The local bathhouse had a special on Friday afternoons and I wanted to go check it out. I had been a few times before and never struck out, but was interest...
Maybe it was how free the young waiter was with the boisterous crowd on Saturday afternoon in the Rothenburg, Germany, bierstübe—beerhall—with him touching the men and them touching him and patting his biceps, chest, and bottom as he passed, swinging up to six full beer steins in his hands without losing a drop of lager. The array of steins looked almost as...
After the divorce, I was able to keep my house, although little else.. The divorce had nothing to do with my sexual habits, those were still a secret, so after she'd removed her things, I was able to take a deep breath, and get back to living. I'd been curious about gay sex from middle school on, but never acted on it college. After that, it was sporadic, bu...
As I looked across the small sauna room at my new friend Grant, I was amused by the fact that I had moved into this senior citizen apartment complex only about 3 weeks ago and already I knew more about the gregarious silver haired fellow than I knew about people I have known all my life. Since the outgoing gent had pretty much adopted me after he saw me mov...
Is this the very café table where we sat? Yes, I think it is. In fact, I'm sure it is. It's as if time has stood still. The café is just as it was nearly thirty years ago—or at least I don't remember anything as different. It's hard to believe that as much as London has changed over the last twenty years, Norwich might not have changed at all. Or so it seems...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Please tell me what you think. Your comments will help me improve. The first chapter of many. I hope you like it. ***** I had come to Paris with my Uncle Andy as part of a "well done" package for completing my first year Uni. exams without too much hassle. I was after an Archit...
This happened just the day I turned 20. I had started to explore my feminine side. My partner in crime was my friend. We were roughly the same age. It had been some time since my friend and I were involved. We started out exploring each other's bodies as would anyone else. He also knew my inclination towards getting dressed. Times alone with each other wer...
Dr. Greg Phillips looked at his watch, it was 3:30pm on a Friday afternoon, and he only had one patient left, a young man named Jason Johnston. Dr Phillips was a 45-year-old psychiatrist, who thought of himself as a fairly decent looking man. At 5'10" and 190lbs, and a good build, he was a decent catch for anyone his age. Dr. Phillips really wasn't looking...