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Realizing a man’s adventures with a couple

After my mind-blowing experience with Stack, I was hungry for more cock. I would wake up in the morning alone in my bed, fantasizing a cock straddling over my face and teasing my lips. The bulbous cock head of some stud swaying gently before my eyes and teasing drops of pre-cum for my tongue to receive. Unfortunately, no amount of masturbation every morning could quench that fire within for another cock and semen-filled e...

Four Boys And A Weekend

Twinks having a fab time!

Two years after I arrived in Nottingham as an eighteen-year-old in 1970, I began working in a temporary job lasting for six months in the historic town of Newark, with its lovely old buildings, castle, and English Civil War heritage. It wasn’t long before I looked for the different toilets in the town and visited them to assess their potential. There were three toilets very close to the town centre which were regularly us...

Midlife Renewal, Part Two: Handy Men

I'd convinced myself it was time for my friendship with Rick to become a little more hands-on.

I finally realized last weekend that my best friend Rick had been flirting with me for some time. Up until then, I had dismissed his jokes and antics as juvenile locker-room behavior. Even though he repeatedly flashed his (kinda big-looking) cock a lot more than necessary when we would shower after running or playing pickleball. Maybe I shouldn't have been surprised at Rick's attraction to me. I'd already suspected that h...

The elevator ride to our floor is thankfully uneventful. We manage to keep our hands off of each other until I unlock the door and we step in. As the door closes behind us, you grab me and we embrace tightly. Our lips lock and you rub my crotch through my pantyhose. "Alone at last!" I breathe. "Let's get comfortable." "I'll take care of this," you exclaim as you drop to your knees and pull down my hose and panties. My bal...

Halloween

Tartan surprise

I’d been on the road for over three weeks, always staying in motels. I’m an IT trouble shooter with a big part of Oregon to cover. It was Halloween and as a large Hen Party was assembling in the lounge bar of my hotel, I decided to walk into town to a topless bar I’d visited before called The Palace. In times gone by it had probably been a spit-and-sawdust beer hall. In 2020 it was a noisy disco cocktail bar, with table s...