Sejuk betul malam ni. Petang tadi hujan dan angin bertiup kuat tapi hati yg panas buat rasa sejuk cam takde kesan ape2. Aku lepak di veranda kondo mewah aku bersinglet dan short ketat baru lepas intense workout. Aku kalau stress or panas ati mmg gym jer ubatnya tapi bila malam tiba tetiba jadi layan feeling lak. Bengang dan sakit hati kena dumped. Lunch tadi aku kuar lunch date dgn steady...
Okay, here is the story...There is a guy that I had met a couple of times at bar, the gay bar that I go to every now and then. I have told you I like going there because it is a bit of a reality check; there isn't any guarantee of sex and I can judge if gay men find me attractive and want to hit on me. I went on a Sunday last summer and an Asian guy followed me into the urinal and watched me as...
Inside the West Hollywood nightclub at warming night time, there’s naughty half-naked strippers danced on high table counter. They wore the golden Andrew Christen undies, as it brighten out by the colorful disco light and one of those strippers wore old-fashioned baseball styled hat is too fantastic for audience to have good time except one guy. His first name is Pich, which it means Diamond in...
Double D. Dorm III : A Lesson in Hazing/ Ladies Choice...
Double D. Dorm II : A lesson in giving head.I had just had the most amazing experience of my life. The most amazing sexual experience I ever had. The first sexual experience I ever had. It was my first week in college, and I had an asshole of a roommate, Omar. But what he and his girlfriend Luna surprised me with, when I returned home from class one morning, changed my life and my...
Double D Dorm Pt. I : A Lesson in Weed & Freedom* This story was literally envisioned and written during one of the best highs I've ever been on... Enjoy...
As I stood outside the entrance to the old British colonial-style Windsor Hotel in Nuwara Eliya, Sri Lanka, in the shadow of Mount Pidurutagala, waiting for someone to take me up to the ashram, I couldn’t believe how far—and how far back in time—I had moved from Teddy’s cabin in the Catskills. From the moment Teddy’s business partner, Mort Whitley, had driven up to the cabin and told me how...
“Are you sure this is the address?” Lars Krieger asked, as the hotel car stopped in front of a massive, carved-wood, two-panel door in an otherwise blank concrete wall on Bangkok’s Soi 51 Sukhumvit. The road was narrow, almost an alley, it seemed, to the young German engineer, with one, long stuccoed wall running down its full length on each side with doors like this and wider garage doors at...
I had both the advantages and curses of being a rock star. I could afford to go anywhere I wanted on the spur of the moment or as the mood hit me, but if a mood hit me that would land me in the tabloids, I’d better be prepared to go to the ends of the earth.The mood had hit me to get the most exotic and total fuck that I could find by the most talented cocksman I could attract. I had been on...
I heard my name being called out from the midst of the teeming horde pressing in on the barriers after customs in New Delhi’s Indira Gandhi international airport, and a head and arm waving a sign was bouncing up and down over the tumult. The sign the young man was carrying said “Clifford Jenkins” with “New York” written under it. That was me. But I wasn’t being met by anyone that I knew of. The...
In more recent years I look back on my mid-1970s (and then again early 1980s) Bangkok adventure and just shake my head, wondering what we were thinking we were doing then and how shallow we must have been to be so totally focused on beautiful bodies and the striving for perpetual orgasm.I think that for most of those I played with for two-and-a-half years in the 1970s, the hedonist urges...
“You’d get half of the bid, plus you’d get to keep the clothes.”I didn’t know that I was all that wild about being auctioned off, but I had to admit that I liked—no, I loved—Zhao Zeng’s clothes. That was what had attracted me to him in the first place. His black satin shirt and trousers were cut so well—and so provocatively—on him that I could hardly keep my eyes off him, even though I’d come...
It was my 22nd birthday and being 22 is a boring age. My best friend, who is 2 years younger me is the greatest friend ever. We met in college and ever since I met him, I could never take my eyes off him.We're both Asian. I am 5'7 and he is 5'5. The rarity of asian background in my town is 1/100, and having the same ethnic background was awesome since we spoke the same language. Anyways, in...
It was all happening so fast. I didn’t even have time to feel panic. I just felt a dullness and a foreboding—and a creeping sense of being trapped in a web of some sort. No, more like a cocoon, the sticky thread winding around and around me. Smothering me.“Just a few minutes, Dr. Winthrop, and you can go back to your room. I know this has been a shock to you. We have just a few more questions...
I had been told that the assignment was a bit kinky, but a weekend stopover in Hawaii and three days on my own in Tokyo, paid for by the generous fee addition, were enough for me not to care. My pimp, Leon, told me to make myself blond all over, which I had grown used to in any assignment sending me to the Orient. And I was a bit intrigued because I was told up front that the client was Matsu...
“I’m going to take you to the Darling tonight.”I froze. I’d been chatting with three other guys on the sectional sofa in the conversation pit, not even aware that the major had reentered the house. I was studiously avoiding thinking of where he was. Otherwise I wouldn’t have been in this conversation group at all. I normally tried to stay well away from these three. The three pansies we had...
In the Chinatown at Sydney, Australia, a 5’3” tall Asian twink, named Dung, just arrived at his upstairs home under the Vietnamese restaurant. His appearance was good-looking, in late 20s, and skinny. His hair was black with bang style. He wore his cheap white printed crew shirt and regular jean. He felt so bored after his work time was over. “Hmmm, I need something to make myself entertained...
I travel a lot for work. I am away half of the year, not at one time, but in two three days at a time and sometimes for a week. Lately i have been traveling overseas, away from what i know. My last stop South East Asia.The first thing you notice is all the small stature of the men, and the great number of young men in their twenties and thirties. It doesn't take long, it you look the...
Cafe is well build, not so airy but well furnished. There are 20 cabins in this cafe and every cabin have a one computer and two chairs to sit. The owner of the cafe was mature man. He smokes every time i saw him. He is mature, very hairy chest and hands and skin is black colour. I saw his hairy chest when i standing on the counter for token. He used to rub his chest and always undo...
Hi readers, I am Sanjai male, I have had a sex encounter once with my friend, and .am going to tell my first experience.am 25 years old,6 feet height,63 weight normal color,this gay incident happen while am completd my degree and searching job at that time.First i dont know about the gay chat website and stories website. my friend sanjai only told me about those websites,after that...
HABIB NEY MOHSIN AUR TAHIR KEY SAATH SEXMera naam Habib hai…sub loog mujhey “Bravo” pukartey hein… mein isswaqt koi 28 years old 6ft 3 in height, with lot of mussel and my penis is 9 inch long and 4 inch in thick ….bahut lamba aur bahut mota hai…with strong attraction towards sex. I won’t even miss any chances to fuck anyone…boy or girl. On Saturday morning at 7 AM, I got a call from my...
MY BOY FROM INDIAI born in London,UK..in the year 1985…now I am 26 years old…my name is Harris…generally known as Hari…6’3” tall…well built…lots of girsl and boys like to make friendship with me….you know here in London…everything you do…no one question…I completed my education …doing post graduate in usiness…my parents sugest me to to go on world tour….especially India, China and Japan….and...
It's 10am already and it's time for me to open shop but for me,it was just like 5 minutes ago that I only managed to close my eyes to get some sleep after the whole fucking shit with the group of Banglas led by their leader,Bal. As I walked myself to the bank to withdraw my money to reimburse back the RM10,000 that they took from the shop yesterday,I could still smell Man's smelly...
My name is Jordan and I am a 34 year old Chinese male and a manager of a restaurant in a shopping mall.I am not a very tall guy, quite chubby, a bit fat and people say I have a very fair skin,even fairer than girls. Most of the people who knew me always said that it's such a waste that I was not born to be a girl. I do admit my skin is quite fair and soft too because since small, I...
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