I was at a conference in Columbus some years back, staying overnight for a couple of nights at a motel. Unfortunately, the motel’s wireless internet was not working, so I was left with no means of private “entertainment.” I had passed an adult bookstore a ways up the street, so I decided to stop by to watch some videos in the arcade. I had not done so in some time, and I approached the prospect with trepidation. Thoughts...

It happened quite some time ago when I was under pressure at work and with a chronically ill wife. I really had no sexual outlet other than periodic masturbation in private, since my wife was unable to participate in sex over a period of several years. Perhaps I should have been satisfied with solo sex, but I felt I needed something more. I did not want to get involved with other women, even though I had nothing against s...

This encounter occurred some years prior to my discovering the joys of male sex. I like to kayak and hike, and was on a trip to central Colorado to do just that. I spent a couple of days kayaking on the Arkansas River with a friend I had known since college, and then climbed one of the 14,000 plus foot peaks in the area. It was an arduous climb, even though I was in good shape. I had begun the climb in the dark of early m...

Ian glared at the male directly across the table from him as they ate their supper together in the pub, his gaze full of rage. They were tucked away in a dimly lit corner to avoid being bothered by the general public, smiling and talking with each other in a place just for themselves. Well, at least, most of them were smiling and talking. The whole group of close, 20ish-year-old friends had finally gotten a time where the...

I was in a relationship but had been interested in exploring my bi side, which had been ignited when I got divorced. I had met a nice guy off a chat site for a few meets. He was, however, busy now, and I wanted to explore more. I decided to join a massage parlor site and began to chat with one or two guys online. One in particular seemed really nice so I decided to take the bull by the horns so to speak, and meet him.We a...

I have seen this bookstore in passing on the interstate for years. Hearing stories from people that had visited there and reading comments posted on a web site, kept the thought of visiting this place in the forefront of my mind. One afternoon work was slow so I took off early. With extra time on my hands I made the decision to visit my first ABS. The parking lot in the rear of the store had a couple of semis and a few ca...

A little information about myself. It wasn't too long ago about nine months ago. I was nineteen. Believe it or not I had a slim body and slightly toned build because of that. A Twink if you would. I have an extremely curious nature and are always seeking answers to any questions I have. One of those was what would it be like to hold another guys cock. Maybe even suck one. Since I love holding my own cock, why wouldn't I l...

One week ago I received some shocking news. Steve, my partner of forty years had been killed in a car accident. Today is his funeral and all I can think of is how our relationship began. Steve was six months older than me and we were neighbours as teenagers. He was lucky enough to have access to a twenty foot cruiser that we could take out fishing at weekends. We would stay out overnight as the cabin had a galley, a showe...

I had been going out with my current girlfriend, Angela, for about nine or ten months and her parents had got used to me still being there some mornings. Lyn, my girlfriend's mother, was fine about it, but her father still gave me stern looks in the morning.  I loved Angela, but there was something I hadn't told her; I loved sucking cock as much as she did. As far as I knew she just sucked my cock, but for me there were h...

With my wife away for the weekend visiting her family, the weekend looked to be pretty boring. I had stayed home because of work. I was on a design project with a hectic schedule of long hours and late nights and there was really no way I could take a three day weekend. I had worked well into the night this Friday night and was just about to lock up the office and head home. As I walked to my car I thought about the empty...

“Do you think I'm hot?” The question pretty much floored me. Well, it would have if I wasn't too drunk to see right there and then what was going through Huey's head. It was the far side of a pretty awesome night out on the town. Me, my best mate Huey and the usual selection of work colleagues and old friends. We didn't all get to go out en masse all the time, and months would go by between nights out for me. I really lik...

I wasn't entirely sure what Warren had in mind when he'd said that we hadn't finished. I spent the rest of the evening in a bit of a daze, wandering from room to room, unable to settle or relax. I guess I must have eaten something, but I couldn't tell you what. At some stage I decided that I'd go upstairs for a quick shower. As I passed through the hall to get to the staircase, I heard a front door slam. Peaking out of th...

I had only been in the adult bookstore once. A crazy friend wanted to show it to me so we went in one night and looked at books, toys and then peeked at a few videos. I was nervous and embarrassed but also intrigued and not just a little titillated. We had left, him making crude jokes about it and me … well, it was hard to get it off my mind. I had always been very sexual and this place was very sexual. It stayed on my mi...

Darkness is an odd thing to see. Sometimes darkness can be scary, but not this kind. This was self-induced. The sun shone from above onto my neck and head—a spectacular feeling. It just couldn't overpower the feeling of nerves; and yet sexual excitement I felt. I felt, as I can only put it, like a slut. I'd never felt this way before and I wasn't too sure I liked it. Sure, I had done this before but not like this. As I ha...

I'm Fabian. As in Fabian Copeland. Yes.That Fabian Copeland. He of the countless divorces, bottomless bank balances and endless romping. But despite what's splashed across what are jokingly referred to as 'the society pages', there's a few things that nobody sees. Yes, I'm on wife number four … well, okay, here's a scoop for you – I'm actually on divorce number four. And I have a mistress – can one have a mistress without...