Date: January 1, 2007
From: Steve
Last night I dreamt I went to paradise again. I believe we can credit the encounter to Daphne du Maurier. My tour in Cyprus was at an end, but I had hung on for a month, sending my wife back to Washington, D.C., to get the house open up again and everything there back in working order and to guide one of our children into a new university year. I had stayed past my assignment rotation date to...
Years and then more than a decade went by with nothing much happening in Philippe LeCroix's rotting plantation house on the Mississippi beyond the dust accumulating and the oaken walls drying out and spitting. Chas Angle still held his mentor and tormentor in his bed chamber on the second floor of the mansion, shackled to his bed, and rejuvenating himself only when Chas brought him young men to...
While living on the island of Cyprus, I developed quite a taste for young Turkish men. If you could get a good-looking, well-constructed Turkish guy before he got too far into his forties, you could almost guarantee you'd have something forceful, vigorous, straightforward, and good natured to play with. You also, quite often, would have a guy with a pretty heavy pelt on him. Now, I didn't...
One of the saddest—and most ironic—casualties of the internecine Greek-Turkish war on Cyprus that divided the island into warring camps three decades ago was the once-famous and elegant Ledra Palace Hotel. The Treaty Room of the Ledra Palace, a hulking stone edifice in the Moorish style, had been the venue where the British secretly committed the crime of slicing up the Arabian Peninsula and...
It was now some 29 years since I had my first full on copulation with another male. I had moved all over Sydney, (yes I'm an Australian) and then moved to the tropics of Australia; lovely climate in the tropics, but not much man sex. Well not enough for me. Then I was left an inheritance by an old guy I arranged some renovations for many years earlier. He had left me a lovely garden style...
It was really fucking hot, and I had just got finished mowing lawns all day for a landscaping company. I was sweaty and sticky, and my clothes were covered in grass clippings, and I felt like I was burning up. I knew a good swimming hole nearby, so I stopped on my bike at the trail that led from the roadside to the creek. I left my sweat-soaked tank top on the bike and headed down the trail. ...
After two years in the male-male paradise of Bangkok, a short assignment to Okinawa, Japan, seemed, for most of my tour, like entering a monastery. I was supposed to rotate directly back to the States with my SR71 supersonic photoreconnaissance unit, but the North Koreans were acting up on the DMZ, and the government wanted an intense look-see at whether or not they were building their troop...
I was cruising the local mall after work looking for a hot jack-off session when I encountered my dream man. He was tall, totally furry, dark five-o'clock shadow and horny! While I sat in the bathroom stall looking through the peephole, he pulled out a massive cut dick. It was a monster and I wanted it up my tight butt. I had not been fucked by many dicks, but his was so beautiful I wanted it...
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" harvest pattern that supported a...
I take three- to five-mile hikes about twice weekly. I have five nearby nature trails I rotate through (in addition to a few more urban walks). The park I went to recently—at the town's reservoir—has been on the Internet for years as a male pickup spot, although the police seemed to have stopped that a few years ago, I thought—and the pickup spots (the restrooms and an old barn) aren't near where...
I broke away, and kissed, licked and nibbled about his thick neck. I treasured a few tender moments with my head nestled against his left shoulder. So inspired by his awesome physique again, I pleaded with him to let me give him a massage. He retrieved for me the massage oils from the chest of drawers where they had been placed the evening before. This time I willed the self-control to proceed...
I just finished a post on my recent conversion to ladyboys and realised that my story wasn’t complete without describing the incident that changed all of my thinking on sex again. Read my two stories on gay sex to get a feel for what I have been up to for the last 18 months and the read this to understand why I was susceptible to the ladyboy lure. I guess I’m not especially proud of any of my...
Mike’s Summer Bash - Part 2 I returned to the party with Andy and told Adam that Courtney had stayed behind and I would be glad to give him a ride home later. He seemed relieved and gave me a hug to say thank you. There was something about the hug, however that made me pause, since it lasted just a little bit longer than the typical hug you get from a married straight guy, and he lightly...
I had just picked up Landon on my way to the party. It was a pool party and a whole bunch of people were going to be there. I figured he was on the way, so why not save some gas and carpool? Anyway, we got there early and got to the munchies before more people started showing up. By the time others started snacking, we were already in the pool, just having fun, playing games in the pool,...
I had had some experience with another man, having been seduced by an older grad student while I was in college, but I had never really looked for man-to man sex since then, although the thought was always in the back of my mind. When I ran into a link in a user group that promised hooking up with older men, I thought I would check it out, just for curiosity's sake. Just having turned 30, and...
He fucked me slow and deliberate, staring at me as I squirmed and humped drunkenly. We fucked liked that for awhile and I dozed off, dreaming of his syrupy splooge churning in my belly. “Drink it.” He woke me up with the sudden command. “Butt hole Pussy.” He called me as he withdrew from my well used butt hole and straddled my chest with those muscled thighs. He shoved his semi-erect cock...
Mike and I had been friends for several years. We worked in nearby offices and had had a beer or two after work. One day he asked me if I wanted to go camping with him this weekend. That kind of surprised me, but I said, "Sure." We got to a very secluded spot in the mountains, away from anybody else. We unpacked our gear and set up the tent. "I gotta pee," Mike said. "Know the rules...
Some years back I joined a motorcycle club, which included a few members who had left a real motorcycle gang (most of the other members were hard-core wannabes). The club did lots of group rides, and one year we went on a huge charity ride that ended at a fairground, where we were going to camp overnight. Unfortunately, it had been raining all day, and the field where we were supposed to park...
I was in high school when I first started having sex with other guys. At first it was just mutual jerk-off sessions, and then there was "a little help" for each other, and then hand jobs before I finally gave my first blowjob. Still, there were only two guys I was doing it with, and all of us kept it a strict secret. There was a guy in two of my classes named Pete, who might have suspected I...
Alex was from California. San Diego, to be exact. And was he beautiful. Swimming could be a bitch at times. A swimmer not only had to get up at the crack of dawn almost every day, including weekends, for practice, I obviously had to forego any night-time social life as well, which only translated to: No partying, no drinking, and most damagingly, no friends outside of my team. It could get...
I am very lucky as an American as I have been able to visit the island of Cuba. Hopefully some day this will again be the place to go. There is a lot of history in the city of Havana – something that many people from the US will enjoy seeing. On a recent stop there I was determined that this visit would result in my having some “real” fun – and it turned out that way. While walking around the...
I discovered I liked sucking cock very late in my life. I had been straight – actually married and divorced – until a week’s holiday last year. I decided that the holiday would be just me lying on a beach, getting a tan, swimming and reading some books. No drinking, no late nights and no interaction with other people. I had heard from one of the secretaries at work that there were two nude or...
I was only in for thirty days, and then not because of something I’d actually done. My buddy Phil had left drugs in my car, and the cops found them when they stopped me because I was driving a little too fast when I pulled away from a country beer hall they were staking out. I should have known better. I was only nineteen, and I shouldn’t have been in that beer hall at all, let alone drinking....
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