That hot summer when I first met Carl continued for what seemed like months. We met up together every weekend and made our way to the secret hollows that were close to the local nudist beach. The pattern was much the same - we'd kiss and undress each other, eager to touch each other's hardening cocks. Mutual masturbation, giving each other blow jobs through the day, and swallowing our cum together. In between, we got to k...

The week had flown by since I first met Carl, with flashbacks playing through my head of our meeting amongst the sand dunes. The way he had taken control, his passionate kisses, the feel of his hard cock in my hand and the taste of our combined juices. I had spent most of those few days with a permanent semi hard cock as little snippets had been remembered. As I got ready to return, I had butterflies in my stomach and my...

I was painfully shy as a younger man and had spent my school days at an all-male Catholic School. Having left at sixteen and gone straight to work, I was an easy target for constant pranking from other colleagues. As time went on, they eased up on me as they realised that I was becoming less gullible and had gained some confidence. My workplace enrolled me at a local college, which widened my circle of friends slightly an...

John had left me covered in his and my own cum with the promise of more to follow on my birthday. He'd also said that he loved my red matching outfit and would love me to wear a different colour. The ensemble I had on was in no fit state to be worn again (covered in spunk and torn in a couple of places), but I had plenty of others to replace it. About a week before my birthday, I had the expected call from John - the comi...

John had left me at the car park after our threesome with Mike and given me another challenge - to wear women's lingerie. I was thinking a lot during my drive home - what size I was, which colours and which style to choose. On my next shopping trip to the local supermarket, I went to the clothing section and soon found the women's underwear section. It certainly wasn't necessarily lingerie, but I had to narrow down a size...

John had left with an intriguing request to shave my bodily hair. By now, I was smitten with him—his tousled blond hair, slim-toned body, and a cock to die for. I would do anything to please him, so a little effort with a razor was no big deal. Of course, I didn't know when he would ring again to meet me, so I would have to keep the new look permanently. I got home from work and quickly had my food - I was eager to get st...

The following day at work, I was in a semi daze thinking about John's thick cock and how hard he had been. I swear I could still taste his salty cum in my mouth. It was a reminder that I needed to search for something to enable me to take him deep as he had requested. After some food, I got the laptop out and searched to find dildos for sale. There were so many different types! I opted for a nice looking six inch one, hav...

I first met John through the gay dating phone line I had been using to explore my sexuality. I was still pretty inexperienced with men but I already knew that I wanted to be the "bottom". My gay sexual encounters had only been having other guys cum on my willing body and once in my mouth. But I knew that I wanted to feel a hard cock in my ass. I left my standard message: "Inexperienced guy, forty years old, looking for a...